Xue Mingyuan's silence made Xue Chenjing very uneasy. He knew what his brother would do to stop him from disrupting the world.

He could kill him over and over again to weaken his power; he could dissect his own essence to curb his evil desires; he could also seize the body at all costs during the battle between good and evil in Wangye, and seal all the demons who followed him with self-sacrifice.

They were one in chaos, sharing the same body and the same heart. Every time Xue Mingyuan suppressed him, every time he killed him, he himself suffered the same harm, but he still did not show any mercy.

He always had various means to stop him at all costs. Whatever he wanted to destroy, Xue Mingyuan wanted to save.

But now, he gave Xue Mingyuan another chance to completely suppress him, but he actually hesitated. What does this mean? Xue Chenjing trembled with fear just thinking about it.

He lay in the tangled silk threads, trying hard to raise his head and control himself from crying.

"I promised you, why don't you swear? As long as you swear, I will immediately kill all the demons that coexist with me, leaving no one alive. I can do it. Isn't this what you have always hoped for? Why are you hesitating?"

"Xue Mingyuan, you'd better know that the telekinesis of a mere mortal can only trap me because they were once my parents, because I still remember them, and because I am still unwilling to give up. They may be able to trap me for a day or two, ten days or half a month, but they can never trap me forever." @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城

"When I regain control of my body, I will once again seal you in the temple, and let you suffer the torture from the people you protect every day, and you will never see the light of day again in this life."

"Brother, you can love even those executioners who hurt you, why can't you love me? Why can't you have pity on me? I have nothing. Daddy and Mommy don't want me, and you just want to kill me. Do you want to snatch away the only person who might like me?"

Xue Mingyuan listened to the chattering voice in his heart, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples with his forehead.

He also wanted to know why he hesitated. After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that such a deal was easy to make, but when he opened his mouth to swear, every word he uttered made him hesitate and his heart felt like needles.

When you swear, you have already broken the oath. Such an oath is not recognized by the way of heaven.

Xue Mingyuan could only think of one possibility, that he and Xue Chenjing were born from the same body, and that the same heart beat in their chests. If he loved her, he would fall in love with her. @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城

This is really terrible.

Xue Chenjing did not get a response, which further confirmed his guess, and threatened angrily:

"Xue Mingyuan, don't you love this world very much? All the demons in this world will bow down to me. I am born to be the king of demons. I will lead the demons to trample on every inch of land and slaughter every fairy mountain and sacred place like I did a thousand years ago. I think you should still remember the period when the righteous path was disordered and demons were rampant."

"Brother, I will make that day come again. I hope you won't regret it then."

Xue Mingyuan listened to him, exhaled heavily, and finally replied slowly: "I will also try every means to stop you."

Xue Chenjing waited for a long time, but he could only get such an unpleasant answer from him. He was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit the silk thread in front of him, and said viciously: "Okay, you try it!"

In the west room, Yu Yi was unaware of the dispute next door. She sat cross-legged on the couch, with her five hearts facing the sky, circulating the meridians, and digesting the thunder and lightning energy in her body.

She has two spiritual roots of thunder and fire. These two spiritual roots are rooted in her dantian, surrounding the golden elixir. The thunder and lightning energy is collected from the meridians into the spiritual roots, and then collected into the golden elixir after being tempered by the spiritual roots, and transformed into her own power.

Yu Yi inherited the mantle of Taoist Qingxuan and has been practicing her master's fire sword. With the help of the Danding Crane Sword Spirit, she has tempered her fire spirit root much more than her thunder spirit root in the past five years. When she wields the sword, the fire spirit is the main force in the sword energy, and the thunder spirit is only used as an auxiliary.

But in fact, the thunder spirit root is her innate spirit root.

Now the thunder spirit root, which has absorbed the energy of thunder and lightning, is like a coral coated with golden light. It has grown several inches from its low position, and has branched out new branches, which are intertwined with the branches of the fire spirit root and attached to the surface of the golden elixir.

Yu Yi can feel that the true essence in her golden elixir has surged again. The two true essences of thunder and fire, one gold and one red, are flowing in the golden elixir.

She opened her eyes from her trance, stretched out her hand to summon the Green Bamboo Sword, grasped the hilt, and the arc of electricity crackled and flashed on the sword. She immediately withdrew her spiritual power and sheathed the sword. It is not convenient to try the sword here, so let's go to the reef beach tomorrow to try it.

Yu Yi took a bath refreshed, applied balm carefully, came out from behind the screen, and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair.

The ends of her hair were damaged, and it took her a long time to comb them straight. However, Yu Yi did not give up on saving her hair. She also applied a thick layer of moisturizing balm on her hair, and then carefully wrapped the ends of her hair with soft satin. Then she stretched her lazy waist in relaxation, touched Senior Brother He's feathers, walked into the inner room, uncovered the quilt, and lay down on the bed.

A stream of spiritual energy popped out from behind the bed curtains and extinguished the lamp on the table.

After the lights in the east room went out, Xue Mingyuan also blew out the candles, unbuttoned his clothes and lay down on the bed.

In the dim bed curtains, a wisp of fine dust gradually emerged. These dusts gathered together and gradually took shape, transforming into a dancing silver butterfly.

Xue Chenjing was very sensitive to creatures like butterflies. He almost immediately sensed the presence of the butterfly through Xue Mingyuan, and asked fearfully, "What is that?"

Xue Mingyuan soothed him softly, "Don't be afraid, it's not the Eternal Night Butterfly."

The butterfly flapped its wings, scattering silver scales that have a hypnotic effect. Xue Mingyuan's eyelashes slowly closed, and his voice became softer and softer, "This is just the dream-inducing butterfly I asked my sister for. Let's meet in my dreams."

The butterfly fluttered onto Xue Mingyuan's brow and sank into his skin.

In the sea of ​​heart, a silver butterfly fluttered its wings and came. Xue Chenjing stared at it with wide eyes, struggling desperately, "Xue Mingyuan! Xue Mingyuan, what are you going to do? Xue Mingyuan! Don't, don't let it come over, brother, I'm sorry, you spared me, brother——"

The silver butterfly gracefully passed through the crisscrossed silk threads, flew to the struggling man, and burrowed into his brow.

Xue Chenjing's pupils suddenly dilated, and he paused in his struggling movements. He lowered his eyelids and fell asleep.

At the same time, a silver butterfly landed on the forehead of the person on the bed in the east room. Yu Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was struggling, but she finally fell into a deep sleep under the hypnosis of the silver butterfly.

...

"We monks are willing to fight the demons to the death and never let the demons cross the Diwu Mountain!"

"Never let the demons cross the Diwu Mountain!" "Never let the demons cross the Diwu Mountain!"

Yu Yi was sleeping soundly when she was suddenly awakened by a loud shout. A silver-white light flashed in front of her eyes, and the phantom image was a fluttering butterfly.

She didn't have time to pay attention, and her attention was distracted by the deafening shout. She looked in the direction of the sound in surprise. She saw a long staircase extending from the front of her down to the foot of the mountain. At a glance, it seemed to be a thousand feet long. There was

a towering gate tower at every distance on the stairs. Counting from the top to the bottom, there were a total of nine gate towers. There were barrier array stones on the gate towers. Each gate tower was a barrier. The light of the barrier overlapped and shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

Yu Yi glanced at the huge crowds in the sky and on the ground. Everyone was holding magic weapons and waiting in a serious manner. The slogan of "fighting the demons to the death" was like a long thunder, rolling from the first gatehouse at the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain and into Yu Yi's ears.

Her ears were buzzing, and Yu Yi was still a little unresponsive. Wasn't she sleeping in the room? How did she run here in the blink of an eye? Where is Diwu Mountain?

She wanted to get up, and then she heard the rustling sound of leaves. At this time, she was shocked to find that her body had turned into a tree. This tree is extremely tall, with branches as thick as a wide wall. It would take more than ten people to hug it.

The crown of the tree is also as big as a small hill, with scarlet leaves.

Yu Yi tried to move her limbs, and the crown of the tree immediately trembled with her consciousness.

Is she dreaming? How did she suddenly become a tree?

She is a tree that grows at the highest point of the nine-story gatehouse, with towering cliffs on both sides, forming a "V" shape that sandwiches her in the middle. Beyond the thousand-foot-high steps in front of her is an endless expanse of desolate Gobi, and behind her is the Ten Thousand Immortal Mountains shrouded in spiritual mist.

Yu Yi thought to herself, the Emperor's House? She seemed to have seen this name in a book.

Before she could figure it out, there was a buzzing vibration from the ground, and the boundless Gobi Desert in front of her suddenly rose up into the sky, sweeping over here at a rapid speed.

The child guarding under the tree said timidly: "Here they come, the demon army is coming."

Another child comforted him: "Don't be afraid, there are many barriers on the Diwu Mountain, and there are monks from various factions guarding the gatehouse, so they can't attack us. What's more, we still have the Diwu sacred tree that can resist the evil, so there is no need to be afraid of them at all!"

Yu Yi saw that when the child spoke, he looked up at her, his dark pupils reflected the fiery red crown of the sacred tree, and his eyes were full of trust in the sacred tree.

Diwu sacred tree.

She remembered.

Isn't this the tree that was uprooted, chopped off, and chopped into thousands of pieces by the extremely cruel Demon Lord during the battle between good and evil, and finally turned into the ferocious divine tree that the Demon Lord drives?

What's going on? Has she traveled through time again? And she traveled through time into a tree, a tree that is about to be uprooted and chopped into pieces.

The yellow sand on the Gobi Desert is getting closer and closer, but if you look closely, you will find that it is not sand, but fog all over the sky. The muddy ground spreads out the vast fog, sweeping the demon army, and in just a few blinks of an eye, it passes through Wangye and rushes to the foot of Diwu Mountain.

Xue Chenjing was awakened by the jolt beneath him. He opened his eyes and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead. He touched his face, paused, and looked at his hand in surprise.

The silk thread wrapped around him disappeared. Was he free again?

Xue Chenjing stood up, looked around, and immediately noticed something was wrong. In the muddy fog, countless demons and evil cultivators followed him, shouting and killing.

He lifted the bamboo curtain hanging on the frame, glanced at the monster pulling the cart outside, and saw the narrow Tianmen Pass in front of him through the monster's head covered with needle-sharp hair.

On top of the towering city tower, a red sacred tree was like a cluster of fire burning between green mountains.

"The Diwu Sacred Tree." Xue Chenjing murmured, remembering what time it was, he held his forehead and laughed, "Dream? Is this the dream you want me to enter? Brother, you really still remember how I gathered all the demons, crossed the Diwu Mountain, and flattened the world of cultivation a thousand years ago."

"Could it be that you are afraid that I have forgotten, so you asked me to review it again so that I can do it again?"

Xue Mingyuan said in his heart: "Ayi is also in this dream." @無限好文，盡在晉江文学城

Xue Chenjing's laughter stopped abruptly, his face instantly became fierce, and he said hatefully: "What did you say?!"

"The Dream-Attracting Butterfly will bring her into this dream, so she will see with her own eyes how the Demon Lord tramples on every inch of land and slaughters every fairy mountain and spiritual place."

Xue Chenjing's pupils trembled slightly, and he couldn't help showing panic in his eyes. He listened to Xue Mingyuan's voice like a nightmare and continued to speak in his heart:

"A thousand years ago, she didn't exist, so the Dream-Attracting Butterfly will only lead her to attach to other people and things in the dream. She may be a flower, a tree, a mountain in this dream, or a demon following you, or she may be a righteous monk you are about to slaughter."

"Chen Jing, if the person you killed is her, what should you do?"