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Yan Tingfeng's life was long. He lived for more than three hundred years, spanning several centuries.

But it was also short, because he slept for three hundred years.

He has had his ups and downs in life, and he has a good memory.

Perhaps, he will never forget that when he was about to arrive in Fengyuan, he did not see Princess Yongning playing the pipa on the high building, but only saw her coffin.

Looking around, all I could see was white.

At that time, his feelings for Princess Yongning were just a feeling of admiration between heroes.

He had respect and admiration for her, but no love for her.

The Lord of Shenxiao Tower and Princess Yongning are rivals, two parallel lines that will never intersect.

But Yan Tingfeng loves to Wanlan at night.

Till death do us part.

Above the sky, there were thunder and lightning, and thousands of ghosts were wailing, it was like purgatory.

The appearance of the white-haired man surprised the three messengers.

"Who is this person? Where did he come from?" The messenger Zhuanlun frowned. "When did he come? How come I didn't notice him at all?"

One Ye Wanlan is already a difficult problem for them, and if another one appears, are they going to return empty-handed today?

"Strange, judging from his face, he will not live long." The messenger's expression changed, "He should have died a long time ago, why is he still alive?"

The Yin-Yang Realm is still there, and Ye Wanlan is still alive, so they really dare not act rashly now.

Ye Wanlan doesn't want his life anymore, but they do.

The death of the messenger Shenxiu made these messengers realize that they were not invincible and could be killed.

They would not be like these stupid Shenzhou people, risking their lives for a completely impossible result.

They also have to preserve their strength and wait for the final day to come.

Therefore, the best way at present is to wait for Ye Wanlan to be unable to maintain the Yin-Yang domain and collapse and die, and then the army of dead souls will go straight into Yunjing and kill everyone.

"Humans are always burdened by emotions. They are really stupid creatures." The messenger Futu said coldly, "This little girl won't last much longer. She will definitely die. What can he do?"

What can Yan Tingfeng do?
Ye Wanlan didn’t know either.

But this was not a good time to reminisce about the past, and she didn't even have time to say "I miss you".

At the critical moment of life and death, what she was thinking about was Shenzhou's escape route.

“Listen, time is running out, listen to me!” Ye Wanlan’s breathing was rapid, and his tone was quickened, “I must keep the three messengers, but there are still three messengers left, so I’ll leave it to you, I’ll—”

"Xiao Wan." Yan Tingfeng interrupted her and smiled gently, "I should have died three hundred years ago."

Three hundred years later, he opened his eyes again and realized that he had been deceived by Rong Shi.

The three ultimate forces of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the five elements penetrated his body. Even if Rong Shi wanted to protect him, he would have paid a huge price.

So, from that moment on, Yan Tingfeng knew that his life was no longer his own.

He is responsible for the lives of hundreds of people from Shenxiao Tower.

He doesn't live for himself alone.

Before he met Ye Wanlan, he hated his life all the time and wished he could die soon.

But after meeting her, he found that he was still greedy for life.

It’s a pity that the person I love can’t die, and the person I hate can’t die either.

But at least, he wanted what he loved and got what he wanted.

Princess Yongning is back, and he can give her everything he has built over the past decade.

After three hundred years, he really had no strength left. Yan Tingfeng reached out and gently held Ye Wanlan in his arms until his body was also soaked in blood.

"Rong Shi said that I won't live more than three months. This is my destiny." Yan Tingfeng whispered in her ear, "Xiao Wan also knows the condition of my body."

“Don’t believe in that bullshit destiny!” Ye Wanlan actually cursed, which was rare. She was very angry. “Is Rong Shi always right? Gods can make mistakes too. Rong Shi is only human!”

"Yes, he is just a human being." Yan Tingfeng smiled silently, "Ultimately, destiny is in our own hands."

He had rarely seen her so angry, showing no control over her emotions.

When he saw her, she was extremely elegant even when she was scolding or beating people.

“Listen, get out of here.” Ye Wanlan spat out another mouthful of blood, “The Yin-Yang Realm is about to collapse, I must kill them!”

She also couldn't judge what Shenzhou would look like in the future.

But just like everyone three hundred years ago, even if they don’t know, they will fight hard.

Yan Tingfeng just shook his head gently. He was still smiling and said softly, "Princess, I will use my life to show you the way."

"What are you going to do?" Hearing this, Ye Wanlan's pupils shrank violently. She raised her voice sharply, full of anger, "What do you want to do?!"

She clearly still had strength, but at this moment she couldn't move, as if some force had trapped her in place.

But this power was not rude or violent. It was like a gurgling stream, gently caressing every inch of her skin and nourishing her gradually drying meridians.

"Penglai magic is the orthodox inheritance of Shenzhou Taoism. It is very sacred and is also a holy place that Taoists yearn for in their hearts." Yan Tingfeng said slowly, "But in terms of the degree of strangeness and complexity, it is still weaker than Beiming magic."

Ye Wanlan certainly knew.

The Beiming Sect was once called a cult because the magic techniques practiced by its disciples were tainted with evil spirit.

But in fact it is not the case.

Yan Tingfeng placed his finger on her lips and smiled gently: "Yue Zheng and Xing Yun don't know how to solve the backlash caused by the Yin-Yang Domain, but I do."

After he finished speaking, he bit his fingertip, drew a talisman in the air with his blood, and began to chant a spell.

"Heaven and earth are witnesses, and the Nine Netherworlds are your judges!

The year is coming to an end, and the ruins are opening!

The five elements are reversed, the universe is shifted——"

With every sentence he recited, the space shook more violently, and the heaven and earth almost turned upside down.

"Stop!" Ye Wanlan was horrified, her vision blurred by blood and tears. She wanted to stop Yan Tingfeng from chanting the spell, but his power at the moment imprisoned her in place, unable to move.

"Stop!"

She had indeed never heard of such Taoist spells, but she had also practiced Penglai magic for many years and knew clearly that once many words were spoken, one would be sacrificing one's own life.

That's why Yue Zheng lost her composure when she used the divine flag to summon thousands of undead spirits.

The practitioner of magic draws upon the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth to exert powerful forces.

This is the reason why many people choose to abandon martial arts and pursue magic.

But precisely because this power does not belong to oneself but is borrowed, one must pay a corresponding price.

The greater the borrowed force, the greater the price paid.

In mild cases, the meridians are severed and the person becomes disabled.

In serious cases, the body may die and the soul may be scattered.

"Yin and Yang are reversed, life and death are decided." Yan Tingfeng's other hand was still holding her tightly, "Life for life, heaven has no right to judge!"

Beiming Magic...

Reverse, turn, yin, yang! (End of this chapter)