I Just Want To Be Quiet

After the bead curtain.

Pei Ling still maintained the image of the faceless great immortal, sitting cross-legged in the shrine.

The curse power surging in his body became more and more, getting stronger and stronger, and soon surpassed the limit that his body can carry.

The curse power seemed to be endless, still pouring into his body continuously. Even, in addition to the power of the curse, there are pure and majestic hatred, pure and powerful resentment, uncountable fate, and mighty power of law...

boom! ! !

In the next moment, the idol that Pei Ling had disguised exploded, instantly bursting into a cloud of powder.

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dark.

Can't distinguish between up and down, left and right, can't feel the passage of time.

Pei Ling felt that he had lost all his strength and was falling and falling again in an empty and empty nothingness...

The memories of the past scenes, like glimpses of light and shadows, flew by in front of his eyes...

After eighteen years of painstaking practice, the system was finally activated, but immediately suffered a series of changes. Wu Tingxi fought fiercely, a crisis of life and death, and luckily won; he entered the Chongming Sect and cut the three same gates at night, and when he fled desperately, he entered the wolf's den; Luoshan City His party, after several lives and deaths, could not help but, by coincidence, stepped into such dangerous places as Han's Villa, and since then opened up a connection with the inheritance of "curse".

Afterwards, at the outer gate, Huaiyin Peak won three battles and three victories. If Xiufeng was in the limelight, he finally became famous in the first battle in the mirror, and he entered the upper level of Chongmingzong's line of sight...

After that, use Qi training to counter-cut and build the foundation, eliminate the curse ghosts, and build the foundation with heaven. At that time, the city of Luquan was destroyed, the sangzi did not exist, and the old man was withered.

After traveling through the dynasty, after experiencing many twists and turns, he entered the "little free in the sky" to consolidate alchemy.

Tianwaidao, once again contended for the road to win, got the inheritance of the "curse", and once again consolidated the future of the road.

I originally thought that the road to the Son has been smooth ever since.

However, the world is unpredictable. On the eve of the ceremony, the wife of the lord refining the lord was mistaken as the furnace tripod, so she had to leave the sect in a hurry and wander around the world.

The sorrow of Li Shu in Miaocheng, the treacherousness of Xiwu Academy, the madness of Yongye desert, the brief calm and shock of crossing Eyuan...and the difficulty of fighting against Su Lijing incarnation...

The faces of senior sister Li Lieyue and Tianji Yan Minghua suddenly appeared, Pei Ling's consciousness gradually began to blur, only vaguely remembered, she seemed to have said: "Wait for me to come back."

But soon, both Li Lieyue and Yan Minghua faded quickly.

The darkness is like a tide, annihilating everything about him.

Body, cultivation base, consciousness, memory...

Pei Ling seems to be a wiped portrait, faded a little bit, and finally turned into a faint shadow, as if the smoke disappeared in the next moment.

But at this time, there was always an incomparably tenacious heart, supporting him not to be in this emptiness, and completely eliminated.

It seems that after an extremely long time, Pei Ling suddenly saw a figure, dressed in a cloth, with long hair loose, stepping on his mans shoes, back to him, and walking with big sleeves in front of him.

Unconsciously, Pei Ling followed behind the opponent in a muddled manner, and walked the deer that the opponent had passed step by step.

Unable to distinguish between up and down, left and right, unable to distinguish the emptiness of time, the footprints of the two of them meandered all the way, not knowing where they came from or where they are going.

Pei Ling followed closely behind the commoner figure and walked for a long time, as if thousands of years had passed. He didn't know why he wanted to do this, or how long he would continue to walk, but just stepped subconsciously.

Suddenly, in front of the two, a huge portal appeared!

The gate was built between two Skull Mountains piled with thousands of skulls. On the top of the mountain, a towering skeleton squatting in the sky stands on each side. They are like two towering peaks, incredibly tall. .

The shoulders of dozens of skulls carry a three-room five-pillar Minglou archway. The engraving engraved the night of the Hundred Ghosts, filled with strangely shaped ghosts, countless eyes flickering, and the yin spirit is majestic, just like the essence.

On the ridge of the archway, there is also a huge mountain-like skull. The hollow eye sockets are condensed with deep darkness, unpredictable, and quietly looking into the distance.

The commoner figure kept walking, walking to the door before stopping.

Pei Ling continued to walk forward, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer...Finally, he stepped out in one step and directly hit the commoner figure.

However, when the commoner figure was touched, there was no touch, as if it were just a phantom.

When Pei Ling stood in a position overlapping with each other, the figures of the two sides gradually merged...

Pei Ling suddenly woke up, and in the midst of it, he seemed to know the way he was going next.

Without any hesitation, Pei Ling continued to walk forward, and he passed directly through this majestic portal.

The moment he walked past the door, the entire door turned into a jet of black smoke and suddenly plunged into his body.

Without stopping, Peiling continued to move forward.

In the nothingness ahead, a dirt house gradually emerged.

The soil wall is mixed with grass clippings, the golden yellow thatched roof, the moss grows darkly, and the melon seedlings hang down. The window grilles have faded, and on the simple wooden door, the word "Fu" is pasted upside down, but it is still clear.

This is the earthen house of the "congregation".

Peiling didn't pause, and walked straight into this earthen house.

The next moment, the earthen house shook slightly, and it also turned into a jet of black smoke, submerged in his body.

The nothingness of nothing was restored again in all directions, and Pei Ling continued to walk forward.

Soon after, an elegant wooden pavilion appeared.

Its tea flags are on display, half old and not new, hanging on the railings.

Peiling stepped forward and walked into the teahouse.

In the teahouse, Mo Lilan, who was closing her eyes and rested, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him...

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Xiao Family Ancestral Hall.

The candlelight in the palace lantern resembles a restless living creature, tearing violently, and the surrounding lights and shadows are ominous.

Xiao Shou fell to the ground, dying.

The wound of his sacrifice this time has not recovered. The blood gurgled from the wound, and more and more, it had soaked the floor tiles under him.

Its breath weakened sharply, and it was almost unable to support it.

After struggling for a long time with the pink bride, "Yu" finally put on the mask.

The two of them gasped and gasped for a while, and the pink bride's breath was slightly hasty and said: "After the night, it will be good for me, but there are too few clues at present, it is still impossible!"

"Yu" nodded slightly, without a mask. The moment they saw the altar, their fate would be taken over by the Xiao family. There was no problem with this sacrifice, but they couldn't continue to act according to the plan!

Settling down, "Yu" said in a deep voice, "Refining is not our fate."

The pink bride nodded her eyebrows tightly, and was about to say something, behind the bead curtain, there was a loud and earth-shattering noise!