I have a book of salvation

Ten years ago, Wen Qitian, who dominated the younger generation in Donghuang, was definitely not stupid, and was even extremely smart.

There is no doubt about this.

Otherwise, he would never be able to stand out among the talented young generation in Donghuang and look down upon the world.

And for such a smart person, just a few clues are enough to deduce the conspiracy and intrigue behind it.

For more than ten years, even though he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality because of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterflies".

Is it possible that he still can't notice it?

His beloved senior sister has never interacted with the people he knew in real life.

It's not because his senior sister Yan Yu can't be noticed by others, nor is it because she has such powerful magical powers to mask her aura.

But because...she has never appeared in reality.

She has always existed in Wen Qitian's dreams.

Whether it was caring, teaching, encouraging healing... everything that allowed Wen Qitian to come out of the darkness was just a dream.

It was impossible that Wen Qitian had not noticed this.

But he instinctively chose to ignore it.

Ignoring the clues in the dream, he molded his senior sister into a real "person" with flesh and blood.

Indulging in the big dream he weaved for himself, he didn't want to wake up.

until now.

When all the bloody and cold truths were revealed by the dream beauty herself.

Wen Qitian's lies that deceived him finally shattered like the moon in the mirror.

He stared at Yan Yu blankly, his expression frozen, not knowing what to say or do.

After a long time, he murmured a question.

"Why?"

"Because you are the chosen one, or in other words, the chosen vessel."

Yan Yu's voice remained calm, like windless water without any ripples.

"I am the spirit of the nine-dragon cauldron, the most precious treasure of King Pingtian of Xixia. For thousands of years, I have protected him and found a container for him to use for rebirth."

Her voice, without any fluctuation, told the cold story.

"But I have a spiritual root abandoned by heaven. Such a domineering spiritual root cannot be accommodated by the rest of the body.

So I kept waiting, ostensibly opening a secret realm and covering it up with the excuse of inheriting Pingtian Taoism. In fact, I was traveling around the world in spirit, looking for the abandoned spiritual roots of that day.

Twenty-five years ago, I found you in the slums of a mortal city.

But I cannot be born. The entire seventh level of the Pingtian Secret Realm is constructed by my body, the Nine Dragon Cauldron. Once I leave, the secret realm will definitely collapse.

So I use Zhuang Zhou’s dream butterfly technique to cross time and space and meet you in a dream.

Teach you, care for you, save you, guide you to worship in the academy and embark on the path of spiritual practice.

Finally, ten years ago, I lured you to the seventh level of the Pingtian Secret Realm just so that I could take over your body and be reborn.

Qitian, from beginning to end, you are just a container, and all I care about is your body and spiritual roots. "

The cruel truth was revealed bit by bit, as if the scabbed wound had been torn open before it healed, and bright red blood flowed out.

But Wen Qitian seemed to have caught some flaw in her words, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw!

"No! No! If that were true! I should have died ten years ago! Senior sister, you are lying! You are lying!"

he yelled.

Yan Yu looked at him like a funny clown on the stage and shook his head, "Ten years ago, there were just some accidents. And you have not forgotten that it was me who took away your life ten years ago. Memory - is to allow you to set foot in the secret realm of Pingtian today and complete your mission.

Since you still have the last vestige of fantasy about that short-lived dream, then I will return the memory of the seventh level to you ten years ago. "

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand a little.

The next moment, a dense white light point poured into Wen Qitian's mind.

At that moment, endless memory fragments flooded Wen Qitian's mind like a tide.

He remembered.

Ten years ago, he stepped into the seventh level of Pingtian Secret Realm alone.

What he saw was still the same scene before him.

At that time, his senior sister Yan Yu was still waiting for him on the lotus platform.

All the truth was revealed to him.

At that moment, he was desperate and painful, begging hard.

But he was not begging for his life, but begging like a beggar, praying that this was not true, praying that his gentle senior sister could come back.

But reality gave him a cold slap.

His senior sister bound him under the golden jade fruit of the sky, just like an empty bottle filled with water, waiting to be filled by strange souls.

King Pingtian woke up.

He admired Yan Yu's loyalty extremely; he was extremely satisfied with Wen Qitian's body; he didn't care about Wen Qitian's own soul and consciousness.

After all, the great king was not even in the mood to talk to a soul that was about to be destroyed.

His terrifying soul descended.

Therefore, if nothing unexpected happened, ten years ago, Wen Qitian would have died, his body was taken away by King Pingtian, and his body was resurrected.

But as expected, the accident happened.

Ten years ago, for some unknown reason, the demon tore open the cracks in the void and broke into the seventh level of the secret realm of Pingtian.

Interrupting the ritual of seizing the body.

The entire ceremony had to be suspended.

King Pingtian used his soul to control his supreme Dao Fruit to fight against the demons. In the end, he defeated the endless terrifying demons and put them into the Nine Dragon Cauldron for refining and suppression.

But his already aging soul also suffered considerable damage from this battle.

In that battle, in order to prevent the fragile Wen Qitian's body from being affected and destroyed, King Pingtian had to send him out of the seventh floor.

But in order to prevent him from running away, Yan Yu took the initiative and took away all his memories of the seventh level, seizing the body, and the invasion of the demons.

Finally, the demon was suppressed by the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

However, King Pingtian's soul was unable to reach the power of seizing the body due to consumption, so he could only give up first and return to Dao Fruit again to nourish himself.

Wait for the secret realm of Pingtian to open ten years later, and then make plans.

And both King Pingtian and Yan Yu knew that Wen Qitian, who had lost his memory of the truth, would definitely do it again!

At the same time, Wen Qitian's ten years of decadence were not entirely due to the fact that he "failed to rescue his senior sister".

What's more, the reason why his mind was shattered by the truth - even though he lost his memory, the impact of the truth on his mind is indelible.

Rescue the figure he thought about in his dreams.

So, ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

Wen Qitian is really here.

But what surprised Yan Yu was a little bit.

"I don't know why you are in this state."

She looked at Wen Qitian, who was in the form of a paper man, and slowly shook her head, "Your body and soul are separated and you are truly dead, but for some unknown reason, you bypassed the chasm between humans and ghosts.

But this is fine, because your body is no longer hindered, allowing the Crown Prince to come.

So, Qitian, where is your real body? "

Wen Qitian's eyes lost their light.

Because from that lost memory, he knew everything.

But he didn't care about King Pingtian's conspiracy, his rebirth, and everything else.

The only thing he cares about is his senior sister.

The woman who accompanied him all his life was actually... the weapon spirit of King Pingtian's Nine Dragon Cauldron. King Pingtian's deadline was approaching. In order to find an absolutely loyal protector, he sacrificed all his followers and plundered the vitality. , a weapon spirit forged from the originally sane Nine Dragon Cauldron.

Her birth was originally to help King Pingtian find his body and protect his path.

Nothing more.

And everything Yan Yu did to herself was to cultivate a perfect container.

This kind of truth makes Wen Qitian... hard to accept.

After a long time, Decadent raised his head, took out a mustard bag, and took out his real remains.

Such straightforwardness and decisiveness seemed to make Yan Yu slightly stunned.

She didn't expect that Wen Qitian didn't even resist.

"So... simply?" she asked.

"My senior sister saved my life."

Wen Qitian shook his head gently, his face was ashen and unwavering, "Whether it was a conspiracy or anything else, senior sister saved me in the darkest time. This is undeniable.

Without my senior sister, maybe I would have died in that slum long ago, in those dark days with no daylight.

Everything I have comes from you, senior sister. My body is just a hundred pounds of flesh and blood. If senior sister wants to take it, then take it. "

The mustard bag was opened, revealing Wen Qitian's true body.

"It's the seeds of infatuation."

Suddenly, a majestic and terrifying voice came from above the golden jade Taoist fruit. Although the words were not very harsh, there was sarcasm in the words.

"Don't worry, after I seize the body and be reborn, I will definitely let your body stand on the top of the Eastern Wasteland."

Wen Qitian was silent.

He didn't want to pay attention to King Pingtian at all.

Now, his heart is dead.

Yan Yu looked at him with an expressionless face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he raised his hand and pointed.

In an instant, a huge terrifying dragon head came in and swallowed Wen Qitian, who was a paper man.

“Kowloon, well done.

Ten years ago, the demons invaded. This time, in order to prevent the same thing from happening again, you let the people from Tianji Pavilion come in and eradicate the demons completely, eliminating your worries.

Over the years, you have been able to take this into consideration, and you have grown a lot. "

The golden and jade-colored Dao Fruit made a sound of admiration, calling Yan Yu - this is her real name, inheriting the prestige of the Nine Dragon Cauldron, the most precious treasure of King Pingtian.

Yan Yu bowed slightly, like a puppet without emotion, "Thank you for your compliment."

The golden jade fruit laughed and said, "Alright, the time is almost here. My soul has been warmed for ten years, but it is strong enough to seize the body. Let's start after making some preparations."

"Yes." Yan Yuzhen nodded, still expressionless.

The next moment, the rolling golden jade fruit suddenly started spinning!

The terrifying energy fluctuations were overwhelming and mighty, covering the entire seventh floor!

At this point, the picture is clear!

The King of Pingtian is about to be reborn!