Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

If I had to describe it, it's like in the middle of the night, a bustling metropolis loses power supply area after area, and is eventually swallowed up by the darkness.

This process is thrilling and has a unique, absurd and profound beauty.

Jiang Junliang murmured, "Who did this?"

At this moment, Zhang Haiyun's angry roar came from above.

"Anle! I'm going to... kill you!"

At this time, Zhang Haiyun was no longer his usual elegant and easy-going self. His hair and beard were all disheveled, his face looked haggard, and he seemed to have aged by ten years.

The resentment and anger were almost overflowing.

He stared with bloodshot eyes, fixed on the figure in front of him.

"Cough cough..."

Anle coughed up a mouthful of dirty blood and covered the wound on his left chest.

The scar was so terribly deep that one could see the pale ribs through it, and even the ribs were cut by the extremely sharp breath. If it went a few centimeters deeper, it would have cut open the heart.

[Blood Crystal Spleen] The condensed blood crystals temporarily blocked the wound, preventing fainting from excessive blood loss.

The vitality brought by [endless life] is doing its best to repair wounds of all sizes.

Anle's injuries were extremely serious. In addition to the scar on his chest, his ghost armor was cut into pieces and his flesh was cut in many places.

The most troublesome thing is that the sword energy left behind after the sword light passed through the body will run wildly and cut, causing secondary damage to the wound.

If Anle's body wasn't incredibly strong, he would have lost the ability to move under the ravages of the sword energy alone.

However, although Anle's face was pale and his breath was weak, his eyes were calm and he did not look panicked at all.

It seemed as if everything was under his control.

This is in stark contrast to Zhang Haiyun's gaffe.

Anle said calmly: "Palace Master Zhang, you lost."

Looking at his expression, Zhang Haiyun's pent-up anger reached its peak, and he wished he could rush up and tear his face into pieces.

'It happens again!'

'He has that look again, as if he had foreseen the ending!'

Zhang Haiyun was unwilling to accept this, and he couldn't understand how Anle knew the core of the Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation and dared to gamble his life so confidently.

His spiritual power surged and he was about to attack again.

A huge figure shaped like a mountain of flesh was blocking his way.

"Hiccup~"

Ye Ling'er burped for a long time, but she grumbled in disgust, "It really tastes terrible."

On the other side, Jiang Yun's graceful figure rose from the ground and stood in front of Zhang Haiyun.

Anle finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw these two people appear.

"Fortunately they arrived in time."

In fact, Anle was not as calm as he appeared.

Not long ago, he did fight with Zhang Haiyun, risking his life at any time.

The feeling is no less than walking on a tightrope thousands of feet in the air.

If you are not careful, everything will be over.

Thinking back to the danger of the battle just now, Anle couldn't help feeling a lingering fear.

"If I hadn't failed in the deduction once, I would have been tricked by him in the end."

When normal people see the Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation, they will probably subconsciously think that the "big sun" is the core of the sword formation.

However, this is actually a trap.

Zhang Haiyun deliberately put this goal out in the open, and was extremely ostentatious, without hiding anything, and it was almost as if he had written "core" on it.

Anle knew it clearly in his heart.

The ball of light on the dome is actually just a reflection of the real core.

Like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.

It also looks like the bright moon absorbing the reflection of sunlight.

The core of all formations, in fact, is not somewhere else, but in the basement of the Qinghan Branch Hall!

Anle deliberately passed through houses and buildings, destroying them with the sword energy of the Sun Shining Sky Wheel Sword Formation. In addition to the incidental purpose of angering Zhang Haiyun, his purpose was to clear the obstacles on the surface.

Moreover, he soon discovered that although the sword energy seemed to be bombarding the houses on the ground indiscriminately, it would actually avoid some areas intentionally or unintentionally.

After repeated attempts, Anle finally determined the location of the core.

Finally, before the Seven Swords of Tianyao fell, they destroyed the core and completed this incredible feat.

In the final analysis, Anle deduced all of this based on the premise that he already knew that the core in the sky was a trap, so it wasn't too difficult.

But in Zhang Haiyun's view, this is simply incredible!

It was as if... Anle had already seen through everything!

Zhang Haiyun felt extremely aggrieved by the feeling of being seen through and controlled. It was the first time that he was forced to this point by a Jindan.

At this moment, Zhang Haiyun looked at the two Yuanyings on his left and right, and a trace of despair finally arose in his heart.

Even with the suppression of the magic circle, he might not be a match for these two women.

Not to mention, now that the core of the magic circle has been broken, decades of accumulation have been destroyed, making it impossible to win the battle.

"Okay! Very good!"

Zhang Haiyun gritted his teeth and still pretended to be strong but weak.

"Since you want me dead, I'll take someone with me when I die!"

At this time, Ye Ling'er sniffed and a strange expression appeared on her face.

"I've always found it strange that Fellow Daoist Tian has an aura similar to yours. So, is this the case?"

There was a hint of relief and sympathy in her little eyes, and she turned to look at Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun nodded, understood, and continued.

"Palace Master Zhang, do you still remember that five years ago, a group of monks in gray robes came to this Qinghan Branch Palace?"

Zhang Haiyun frowned, not understanding why Jiang Yun would ask such a question at this juncture.

On the ground, everyone also heard this question.

Cheng Yuemei looked puzzled and didn't understand what was going on.

Seeing that Zhang Haiyun was about to be captured, why did we have to create more trouble?

Lin Ningqian and others looked serious and listened attentively, as if the answer to this question was very important.

Their original purpose of coming to the Qinghan Branch Temple was never to deal with Zhang Haiyun, nor to resist the invasion of the Datai Divine Dynasty.

It was only because of Anle's existence that Jiang Yun was forced to be involved in these disputes.

Jiang Junliang looked thoughtful and muttered to himself, "Five years ago...wasn't that when I first came to the Qinghan Branch Hall?"

After a cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, his spiritual consciousness is born and his thinking becomes extremely sharp.

After reaching the Jindan stage, one can more easily retrieve the memories sealed in the mind. Even after many years, the recollections are still extremely smooth, as if it happened yesterday.

Jiang Junliang thought about it for a moment and quickly remembered a trivial matter that seemed insignificant at the time.

A group of monks dressed in special attire visited the Qinghan Branch Temple.

Although this place is remote, there are always some cultivators who mistakenly enter Xuyuan occasionally, or some independent cultivators who do not belong to Taixu Palace come here to ask for shelter.

It was rare for someone to visit, but it wasn't particularly surprising.

What made Jiang Junliang pay a little attention was the appearance of this group of people.

They were all dressed in grey robes.

The gray color was very special, with a feeling of obscurity, chaos and weirdness, and vaguely ominous.

Moreover, after these gray-robed monks left, Jiang Junliang was surprised to find that he could not remember the appearance of these people at all.

No matter how hard I try to recall, all that remains of their faces in my mind is a blurry outline.

Afterwards, Jiang Junliang guessed that the other party might have used some magic to hide his appearance.

However, the gray-robed man stayed in the Qinghan branch hall for a very short time, only one night in total, and did not cause any impact on other people in the Qinghan branch hall.

Before and after coming here, everything was normal, nothing changed.

Over time, Jiang Junliang naturally didn't take this matter seriously.

If Jiang Yun hadn't asked him suddenly, he probably would never have thought of it again in his life.

Jiang Junliang speculated in his heart: "From what she said, those gray-robed people and Palace Master Zhang... have some special relationship?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Haiyun frowned: "What are you talking about the gray-robed man? I don't understand!"

"Now that things have come to this, come on, kill me or chop me up!"

Jiang Yun sighed: "That's right, after all, they never leave any memory in the target's mind."

Looking at her expression and eyes, Zhang Haiyun suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

'Is she...sympathizing with me?'

For no reason, Zhang Haiyun felt a surge of madness in his heart. He kept asking himself: "Why does she sympathize with me?"

'Why... am I feeling so bad?'

"Then I'll be frank. Their name is...Chen!"

Jiang Yun stared at Zhang Haiyun and whispered softly.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

"The dead can't be chased, but the ones who come can still be waited."

She suddenly shouted loudly: "Palace Master Zhang, it's time for you to wake up!"

The voice carried the fluctuations of spiritual power, which directly struck Zhang Haiyun's soul.

Zhang Haiyun had a dazed look on his face, as if a haze in his mind had been suddenly dispelled, and that part of the hidden memory was the one he was most reluctant to touch.

He remembered it all.

Including those Taixu Palace monks who called themselves "Chen", what happened between them that day, and... the initial memories of this body.

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It was in the desolate and cold Moon Abyss, surrounded by an endless ice field.

The illusory, unreal full moon hangs high in the sky.

Countless evil spirits and monsters hide in the shadows, making no effort to conceal their malicious intent.

At the beginning, they were so strong that he could only survive in the cracks, like a dark mouse hiding around, nibbling on the lacking and tasteless ice and snow, growing bit by bit.

I don’t know how long this kind of day lasted.

After being driven out of his territory by the monsters once again, he made up his mind -

He wants to become stronger!

He is so powerful that no demon dares to bully him!

He began to imitate the behaviors of some monsters and evil spirits. Gradually, he also possessed those extraordinary powers and began to devour evil creatures weaker than him.

It's just... not enough. It's not enough.

During this period, he also encountered some creatures that walked on two legs, but they were not strong enough and were far inferior to the evil spirits that had bullied him before.

Until one day, he saw a being so powerful that he was afraid.

When the man's face was reflected on the smooth ice surface, Zhang Haiyun remembered his own name.

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