Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue tugged at Huofeng's little jade nose for a few times. She was envious of her. The Huofeng family lived on fire. Their rebirth after repeated training would make them reborn and their accomplishments soar.

However, she needs to understand hard, practice very hard, and often encounter bottlenecks. She needs to find opportunities to be promoted.

In contrast, the gap in my heart is self-evident.

"Master? Are you angry?" Huofeng was timid when she saw Shen Xingyue staring at her for a long time without saying anything. She didn't complain, just wanted to take the opportunity to play coquettish and complain

"Not angry!" Shen Xingyue took a deep breath. She was just jealous. People are more angry than others. "What does little head think? I'm happy for you."

"Really not angry?" Fire Phoenix tilted her head to look at it. She was a little worried.

Nangong Yu was a little helpless. He turned his eyes at her and raised his hand to poke away the small head in front of him. "Take a rest next to you, or let Mo Wuji say it!"

The bird can never find the point.

Ink traceless lengbu was touched. He quickly raised his head and looked at Shen Xingyue. He paused for a moment and thought about it before he said: "Nine locks of Zhong Yuan. Zhong Yuan takes the ground fire as the lock and is divided into nine channels. The ground fire is more and more hot and pure from the outside to the inside. The ground fire is locked under the desire. The desire can infinitely amplify the desire in the people's hearts, which makes it difficult to escape. However, to reach Zhong Yuan, I have to go through the nine ground fire locks. I have tried many times and checked carefully around. This is really the only one The road is clear. "

Shen Xingyue frowned and was silent.

It's much more difficult than she thought! People will have seven emotions and six desires. If their desires are infinitely amplified, they will easily lose and fall.

How can we have no desire and no thought? Or, who has no desire and no thought----

"How many can you resist?" Shen Xingyue suddenly asked.

"Seven ways!" Mo Wuji wrung his eyebrows. "The deeper you go, the stronger your desire for desire, and even doubled. It's hard for me to get close to the eighth ground fire."

"How did they lock people in?" Shen Xingyue couldn't help muttering.

According to the cultivation of ancestor Chongyuan, he was also one of the best people in Youji at that time. Who plotted against him? Who imprisoned him in Zhongyuan? How did these people get in? If they had no desire and no mind, why did they plot against and imprison the emperor of Xuancheng?

The old emperor is not a tyrant. There is only one royal seal under his knee, and there are only a few concubines in the back palace. He lives a simple life, is diligent in government affairs, and spends almost all his spare time practicing. People often live in deep palaces. Who would want to harm him? Since he wants to harm him, why not kill and imprison people?

That's strange!

Shen Xingyue frowned tightly. The more she thought about it, the more strange she felt. There was a feeling that the truth was about to come out, but she couldn't catch it. She threw her head in frustration and forced herself to stop for a while.

"Show me first."

"OK." Mo Wuji answered and took the lead in leading the way.

At the top of the weak water, under the desire, Mo Wuji suddenly stopped, turned to look at Shen Xingyue, pointed to the red bald mountain not far in front, "there is the entrance to Zhongyuan."

Shen Xing's moon god was indifferent. Obviously, she guessed. She didn't speak. She just motioned with her eyes and continued to say without trace.