Longevity begins with a negative heart

Tangxun couldn't believe her eyes.

Everything you see is purgatory.

The palace where the Immortal Emperor lived had turned into a giant bloody whirlpool. Everything around it was burning. Countless immortal monks were twisting and screaming in the flames, and were tortured.

The black air of resentment escaped from their heads and was sucked away by the bloody vortex.

Nine golden dragons circled and roared, struggling to avoid being caught in the whirlpool.

More and more monks fell down, the blood light emitted from the treasure hall became thicker and thicker, and the color of the golden dragon became darker and darker.

"As I expected, it's the effect of the evil-gathering formation." Lingze's voice sounded, "The golden dragon has shown signs of decline and will soon turn into nourishment for Zangyong. By then, all the Ruyi Palace members involved in soul-binding will The monks will all become victims, leaving Zang Yong to live and die."

"He has everything, why is he still like this!" Tangxun fell to his knees, miserable.

The speculations that were deliberately avoided in the past were ruthlessly confirmed at this moment.

His biological father has always loved his father. The dignified Lord of the Three Realms and the Immortal Emperor Zangyong is an out-and-out greedy demon!

"Of course it's because of power." Lingze urged Tangxun, "Stand up! Interrupt him! Do you know what to do?"

"I know." Tangxun wiped away her tears in shame and plunged into the blood.

Since he grew up, the Immortal Emperor has continuously arranged for him to renovate the layout of the Immortal Courtyard, saying that he wants to build the entire Immortal Courtyard into a huge spirit gathering formation so that everyone can practice with twice the result with half the effort.

During the transformation process, the Immortal Emperor often secretly asked him to make some unreasonable changes. Although he had doubts, he never thought too much because of his love and trust for his father.

Now it seems that the Immortal Emperor was planning for today at that time.

That is not the spirit gathering array, but the evil gathering array. Once activated, the only beneficiary is the Immortal Emperor himself.

"The center of the array is in the treasure palace. If you destroy it, you can interrupt it. It was built with my own hands, so it should be ended with my own hands. This is cause and effect."

Tangxun reminded herself painfully.

The edge of his robe was already on fire, and his body was being dried out with every step he took.

There were still a hundred steps away from the treasure hall, and his whole body was covered with fire, his skin cracked, and he was drawn into the bloody whirlpool.

He endured the pain, tried his best to protect the butterfly transformed by Lingze soul in his arms, and roared: "Father... it's me, I'm Tangxun, they want to kill me, do you want to kill me too?"

The bloody vortex stopped for a moment.

Tangxun seized the opportunity to escape from the whirlpool, struggled to crawl forward, and begged and whispered: "Father... I am Tangxun..."

"Get out!" A terrifying roar came from the depths of the whirlpool.

Tangxun shed tears of blood: "Where are you going? Where can I go except here? This is my home..."

The vortex rotated crazily, and the blazing flames rushed towards the face, melting Tangxuan's flesh and blood, making it difficult to advance any further.

But he still continued to squirm with difficulty, slurring out words one by one, motivating himself: "Mother...concubine...ah...father...emperor...ah...Li...Zhu..."

He is really useless, he can't do anything well.

His soul was about to dissipate, and in his daze, he saw Lingze, dressed in green clothes, approaching with warmth: "Your Highness, the Third Highness, has a clear distinction between good and evil, and is also very tenacious. Believe me, you can do it. I will do my best to help you survive, please be sure. Persistence, Heguang will also help you..."

As soon as the words fell, the butterflies dispersed, and a cold water coat full of divine power wrapped around Tangxuan's charred body, bringing him back to life.

With the protection of the water jacket, Tang Xun continued to crawl forward resolutely.

Mountains and seas.

Shuhua, who was in trance, suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for air.

She felt so uncomfortable, there was severe pain in her chest, and her whole body felt like it was being burned, making her think she was being attacked by the Golden Crow Fire.

But when he opened his eyes and inspected it, not only was his whole body intact, but the surrounding scene was also the same as before. Yuelongsha is still meditating to heal her injuries, and the monks are still trying to maintain the soul-gathering formation under the command of Dusu and Chengqi.

Yunlu used his talents and ran back and forth to repair the formation.

Su Daji led a group of monks from the alliance to set up pots and stoves to supply rations, and collected all kinds of news. They were very busy.

Then only Lingze is left, and only he can bring this kind of collateral damage to her.

"Where are you?" Shuhua looked for Lingze quietly. She looked at every face in the crowd twice, but it was not him.

There has been no response from Lingze in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and Yuan Gungun also said that he could not be contacted.

This is not normal. Lingze is true to his word. Since he said he would protect her and be optimistic about the first half, he will definitely stick to it until the end.

Unless he died quietly.

Thinking of this possibility, Shuhua was almost furious. If this was the case, she would never forgive him again.

"I'm not dead." Lingze's weak voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness, "I just did something big, and my soul was damaged. I was afraid that the clues would be discovered, so I had to hide among Su Daji's vegetables."

"What did you do?" Shuhua looked at Su Daji and received a determined look from the latter.

She withdrew her gaze and continued to meditate as usual, listening carefully to Lingze's description of the situation in the Immortal Courtyard.

"...Tang Xun has limited cultivation and lacks experience. Being a spy will only lead to nowhere. Therefore, I separated a ray of soul to follow him, firstly to find out the information in time, and secondly to protect his life."

Due to lack of physical strength, Lingze paused for a while before continuing.

"Tang Xun is responsible for all the infrastructure of the Immortal Courtyard, and the evil-gathering formation was also built by him. It is most appropriate for him to cut off the formation and maintain it. I must help him complete it..."

Shuhua interrupted him: "I know, I know, it is necessary for you to injure yourself and seek death."

"It's my fault." Lingze's apology was sincere and smooth.

Shuhua said calmly: "Have you taken the elixir? When will you feel better?"

Lingze heard a lot of worries and concerns, and immediately became more courageous.

"The elixir is useless. Cheng Qi will use the soul-binding formation to deal with Dusu later. I have arranged for Yunluo to do some tricks and use their power to repair my soul in one fell swoop."

"Okay." Shuhua didn't want to make him angry at this time, so he praised him: "You really took care of everything in order."

Lingze was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "Thank you for giving me the opportunity."

"..." Shuhua didn't know what to say. He thought about it for a while and then said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I was not polite just now."

"No, you are worried about me." Lingze's voice became softer: "I still have something to confess."

Shuhua suddenly felt like he was hanging in the air again: "What else have you done?"

"Life and death were at stake and the situation was urgent. I had to branch out a few more strands of my soul, make amulets, and distribute them to those close to us."

Lingze paused tactically, and seeing that Shuhua didn't get angry or say anything, he tested again: "For your share, should I ask Su Daji to send it over?"

Shuhua directly cut off contact with him.

Lingze turned over in the pile of vegetables, and a vegetable leaf hit him in the face. The deer demon's honest face appeared above: "Xiao Shu asked me to give you the last half of the Great Nirvana Pill. After eating, both !”

Lingze was anxious: "I don't know the two things! I won't die!"

All the anxiety and grievances were transmitted to Shuhua. She sighed helplessly and stood up, ready to take over the second half: "Everyone, I just received the news from His Highness the Third Prince!"

Cheng Qi didn't believe it: "The sound transmission ruler has lost its effectiveness. His Highness the Third Highness has never returned. I wonder how Master Shu contacted him?"

Dusu was silent, but there was no doubt in his eyes. (End of chapter)