Traveling through the heavens starting from the prequel of Lotus Lantern

"It'll be there soon."

Yang Jiao walked quickly forward.

Not long after leaving, he led a few people into a temple that was full of incense.

The others looked surprised when they saw that Yang Jiao actually led them into the Yuelao Temple where they were seeking marriage.

The most profound impression on Yang Jiao, Yan Chixia and others at first was his overbearing and self-centered temperament, and then in their short time together in the past few days.

Seeing him either meditating or meditating indifferently all day long, he looked like a martial artist.

This also made Yan Chixia and the others suddenly realize that there was a reason why Yang Jiao's cultivation skills were so high and profound.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, Yang Jiao's painting style obviously does not match this Yuelao Temple.

"Demon Lord, you have reached the age of young Mu Ai, do you want to seek marriage for yourself?"

Yan Chixia's words were surprising. She was obviously thinking of the two severe injuries to her family before and the past few days. She didn't want to follow his will and was determined not to let this kid's conspiracy behind his back come true even if she risked her life to go to Nanguo Town.

But he didn't expect Yang Jiao to blackmail his wife and daughter openly and openly.

Later, Yan Chixia couldn't help but think of Yang Jiao's experience of humiliating herself several times.

And, the most important thing is that he actually injured Sima Sanniang before, so he couldn't help but want to tease Yang Jiao to repay his dissatisfaction.

"However, bringing us here together would be a bit overwhelming."

Yang Jiao glanced at Yan Chixia and asked an unexpected question:

"Do you know why Yan Hongye opened that Bingxin Thatched Cottage?"

Without waiting for Yan Chixia to answer, he started talking to himself:

"The reason why she opened this medical clinic to provide medical consultation to the people in the town was because she was afraid of being alone."

"As for why you are afraid of being alone, it is because when people are alone, they always hear the voice deep in their souls."

"The voice would keep asking her questions."

"What do you want to do in this life and how to live meaningfully?"

"When this voice keeps asking questions, she will feel irritated and anxious."

Yang Jiao looked at Yan Chixia and her face darkened:

“So when she was alone, she was always anxious and confused, over and over again.

"Yan Chixia, do you know who caused all this?"

"Do you know whether this Bingxin Thatched Cottage, built on Yan Hongye's pain and confusion, can completely free her from her desperate and sad fate?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sima Sanniang, who was beside her, patted Yan Chixia's arm and softly said:

"Big Beard, why are you provoking this sharp-tongued Demon Lord? We have been together for so long, and you haven't seen that compared to this Demon Lord's cultivation, it is obvious that his words are more ruthless and vicious than his skills, and he is also more powerful. It goes straight to the heart."

"You are paying attention to food and not to fighting."

After Yan Chixia heard this, she was so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood. Didn't you see that I wanted to vent my anger on you?

Suddenly, Yan Hongye on the side also heard Yang Jiao's psychological analysis of her.

The most unspeakable secret that had been hidden in her heart for many years was suddenly exposed to the public, and her desire to escape her worldly destiny immediately occupied her entire soul.

In an instant, Yan Hongye's surging momentum burst out, and her long black hair flew, suddenly turning pale.

"Red leaves."

Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang looked at her anxiously.

"Obsessed!"

Ning Caichen looked at Yan Hongye as if he had changed into a different person, and blurted out immediately.

"Demon Lord!"

As soon as the white-haired Yan's red leaves appeared, her personality changed drastically, and she couldn't help but look at Yang Jiao with murderous intent.

"Yan Hongye, I advise you not to take action. Are you sure that you are really strong enough to kill me now?"

Yang Jiao looked leisurely at the decisive and decisive woman in red.

"Stop talking nonsense, my mission is to eradicate your Yin Yue Dynasty."

"Oh, is it so."

Yang Jiao's tone turned calm, and his right hand inadvertently grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Seven Night Demon Lord, I want you to die!"

Yan Hongye said slowly and coldly.

The fierce and fierce aura from both sides suddenly swept through the entire Yuelao Temple. The pilgrims and temple ministers who saw the bad situation around them immediately fled in all directions.

Just when Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia and others tried to dissuade him, the Mo Xie sword on Yan Hongye's waist shook violently.

"brush!"

Moye Sword flew away and began to fly in circles above everyone.

Suddenly, a strange fog appeared out of thin air and enveloped Yang Jiao and his party.

Before anyone could react, the strange fog cleared, and they were no longer in the Yuelao Temple before, but in a dead city.

Books and ink are scattered everywhere on the ground.

Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen squatted down and picked up a book, and found that it was all about love stories.

"Seven Nights Demon Lord, what kind of magic did you cast?"

Yan Hongye looked around, seeing no one in the city, and asked Yang Jiao.

"Didn't you notice that Mo Xie's sword looked strange before the strange mist appeared?" Yang Jiao curled his lips.

At this time, the alert Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang rose into the air and looked down at the entire city, but they did not see any city gate, and they were very puzzled.

As soon as he landed, he looked at Yang Jiao. After all, he was the culprit for why they came here.

"Don't you have a strange feeling when you come here?" Suddenly, Yang Jiao's eyes darkened.

"What does it feel like?"

Yan Hongye replied with a cold expression.

"A feeling of wanting to cry."

Before Yang Jiao could speak, Nie Xiaoqian suddenly answered.

"Yes, this dead city is filled with a strong sadness. It is everywhere, as if there is life. It follows our breathing, our pores, and penetrates into the depths of our hearts." Yang Jiao looked around. , looked at it carefully.

"This is evil spirit!"

Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang said in unison.

"Yes, it's demonic and sad at the same time. It's like the feeling that a tragedy is happening right in front of you and you are powerless to undo it."

Yang Jiao relaxed his brows and said slowly, slightly tipsy.

At this time, as the power of sorrow and sorrow was continuously absorbed into his body, he could feel the endless demonic energy in the consciousness of the sea surging and rolling like sea water.

Yang Jiao noticed the movement in his body, a smile appeared on his face, and he murmured in his heart:

"Soon, soon."

Suddenly, Nie Xiaoqing shouted in surprise:

"Brother Qiye, stop talking. My tears are about to fall."

"Also, why do I suddenly feel like I have been to this place before? But if I have been here, how could I forget this feeling?"

However, it was not only Nie Xiaoqian who felt this familiar abnormality in her heart, Yang Jiao also felt this way at this time.

However, unlike Nie Xiaoqian's confusion, Yang Jiao knew exactly why.

The City Without Tears was originally the place where their seven generations of enemies were born.

It is also the place where Moye Sword, Ganjiang Sword and Yixi Sword were born. At the same time, Moye Sword is the key to the city without tears.

As for Yixi Sword, he only knew the specific location of the City without Tears, but did not have the ability to enter the city, so Yang Jiao chose to go to Wangqing Forest to find Moye Sword.

As the inexplicable familiarity gradually deepened in my heart, a sense of sadness could not help but emerge in my heart, my eyes gradually became complicated, and I sighed secretly, this place was the cause of everything in the original plot.

After a while, Yang Jiao's eyes were dark and his distracting thoughts faded away. He didn't care about the so-called seven generations of grudges. The purpose of coming here was to absorb the power of sadness and sorrow here.

Let your strength go further.

What kind of love and love does it improve your own strength?

Even so, there was still someone in the City Without Tears who made him wary.

That is Su Tianxin, who became an immortal with martial arts hundreds of years ago, and can be called the pinnacle of martial arts in this world.

According to Yang Jiao's estimation, even if this person is not a real immortal in the main world, he may still have the strength of a near-immortal.