"Was there really a Pangshan Ancestor Peak in the past?" Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons asked. She stood on the ridge like a lonely tree, but in fact there was a person standing beside her. Yang Qingyin looked towards the mountain and was surprised to find that she could not find the exact location of Laozu Peak. When the Monster Fire Mountain destroyed the main peak of Pangshan Mountain, it left a long ravine in the mountains, which became a mark. By comparing the ravine with the peaks on both sides, Pangshan Taoist priests were able to determine the location of the old place, but among the Five Elements The calamity disrupted everything, ravines were intermittent, and the mountains rose and fell. Yang Qingyin searched the memories in her mind and could only point out the general direction. "Of course, it is in the memory of many people, including me." She was not convinced, her eyes were still moving, and in the sky, the black phoenix was circling and flying, conveying the scene she saw to the Spirit King. Our Lady of Wanzi laughed softly for a while, as if she heard a subtle pun. Others were still confused, but she understood it tacitly, but there was no one else around, and there was nothing clever about Yang Qingyin's words, so Wanzi Madonna's laughter seemed a bit out of place. Even old friends who had known her for a long time found it difficult to get used to this kind of laughter and always thought they had said something wrong. Yang Qingyin lowered her lips and suddenly stretched out her arm, pointing to a valley a few miles away, "That's it. To the south is Jinghu Village, and to the east is Zhiyongsuo and Where is Muma Valley? No, it's not Here." Yang Qingyin lowered her arms in disappointment. Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons laughed again, this time thinking of something else, "Do you think it is possible that a certain demon or a person practices in a hidden place for many years and becomes a top master, but before he is born? Just die?" "How is that possible? Practitioners live a long life." Yang Qingyin is accustomed to the various whims of the Wanzi Holy Mother, but she cannot agree with them all. "If the rumors are correct, Kun Chao has been cultivating in the Demon Demon Cave for hundreds of thousands of years. Only when the demon soul appears and the demon clan shows signs of rising can he leave the treasure and come to the world - hundreds of thousands of years. If Taoism is here In the meantime, find another way to eliminate all the demon souls and demon species? Kun Chao will never come out, and no one will know about his existence. " "Well why is it possible? Kun Chao has come out. " "You said that the Old Ancestor Peak is in the memory of many people. I was thinking that the memory is so powerful that it can allow a destroyed mountain to continue to exist, but the strongest person in the world almost died because no one remembers it. It doesn't exist." Yang Qingyin was stunned. She thought that she would never be able to see through the Holy Mother of Ten Thousand Sons. The strength of this banshee could be said to be strong or weak. The words he spoke seemed to have deep meaning, but also seemed to be just a joke. No one could be sure. Many descendants of the Holy Mother of All Sons simply gave up guessing and didn't think much about it except the literal meaning. Yang Qingyin could not control her thoughts, "Yin Buchen said that he was in Duanliu City, and that he had lost his past memory. Are you reminding me that his existence depends on my memory?" The Virgin of Ten Thousand Sons lowered her head. , with a trace of surprise on his face. "It's just a small talk. You don't have to relate everything to Mu Xingqiu, right?" Yang Qingyin smiled, her thoughts already going south. "Since we are talking about Mu Xingqiu, there is something I have always been curious about." "Yeah." "You only had that one time with him, right? Then there was Mu Dong'er." Yang Qingyin's face suddenly turned red, no matter what Thoughts that flew no matter how far they flew fled back in an instant, "Is this what you are curious about?" "Of course, I have given birth to countless descendants, but not once. They are all" Yang Qingyin was once because of being in Wandi Shan was criticized for creating a special magic weapon, but it was compared with the Virgin Mary of Ten Thousand Sons. She was a conservative person and hurriedly interrupted the banshee, "No need to go on, I'm not interested." "I haven't said what I'm really interested in yet." Yang Qingyin hesitated for a while. "It has nothing to do with you having children and grandchildren, does it?" "It has nothing to do with it, it's just chatting. I want to ask, what is so special about Mu Xingqiu that makes you care so much about him and refuse to forget him for so many years?" Yang Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, and then I found that this question is not easy to answer at all. There were countless reasons in her mind, each of which could convince her personally, but none of which could convince onlookers. "Are you still thinking about it?" Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons asked. "Yeah." "Okay, let me take a look at the scenery." The past slowly flowed through Yang Qingyin's mind. Some scenes flashed very fast, while others were like pebbles at the bottom of the river, refusing to go with the flow. She thought of all the trivial matters in her youth. In Pangshan Taoism, Mu Xingqiu was the only person who could do mischief with her, but this only meant that he was a good partner.?Not an unforgettable lover. She thought of the time after the collapse of Laozu Peak. They had experienced adventure after adventure, and their relationship had become closer and closer. There were signs of lovers, but more of a trusting comradeship. She thought of her memory loss experience. At that time, she couldn't remember who Mu Xingqiu was, but there was always a gap in her heart that could not be filled. When she recovered her memory and finally filled the gap, she could no longer forget it, but this Still unconvinced by the onlookers, Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons would probably say that it was more like a spell "You've been thinking about it for too long." Just then, Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons spoke, "It's been so long that I wonder if you really care about Mu. "Xingqiu." Yang Qingyin laughed a few times, and then said seriously: "I just like him. There is no reason. I can change my heart, but he can't. I have been waiting for so many years, and I don't want his thanks or his promise. , As long as his heart and his memory are lost, it is a good excuse - then I will engrave another memory in his heart." The Virgin Mary smiled like a weak willow in the wind. Then she pointed at the phoenix in the sky, "Someone is peeking at you from a distance. King Ling, go ahead and fight to take back Mu Xingqiu. If you can abandon him after winning, I will admire you even more." "I I don't want your admiration." Yang Qingyin and Hei Huang had a close connection, but neither of them noticed the external magic. Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons often said some weird things, but Yang Qingyin didn't particularly care, "Why don't you go to Duanliu City with me? " "Soldiers are very fast. You have to go first. Go to Duanliu City as fast as you can. I will follow with the army." "I'm not in that hurry. The information from Yin Buchen can't be taken too seriously." Who has he defected to to set a trap for us? "Then you have to go ahead and explore the way for us." Mother Wanzi pushed Yang Qingyin's shoulder twice. The eccentricity of Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons is self-evident. She made more predictions that were wrong than accurate. Every time she was proved wrong by facts, she would claim that what she said before was all a joke, but she did make very forward-looking judgments on several particularly important matters. . Yang Qingyin therefore preferred to believe her. "Okay." Yang Qingyin stretched out her arms to the black phoenix in the sky, preparing to work together to perform the teleportation technique, and then fly normally. It was not long after dawn, and they could reach Duanliu City before dark. "If you meet Dong'er, beat him up for me." "If you have to carve another memory into Mu Xingqiu's heart, add me to it," said Our Lady of Wanzi. The black phoenix fell from the sky, and when it was still more than a hundred feet away from the ground, it disappeared at the same time as Yang Qingyin on the ground. Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons staggered down the mountain to the military camp stationed in the mountains. Black Phoenix led the way, followed by Yang Qingyin. They had performed teleportation once and needed to rest for a while before performing it again. This was not an escape. It's not like running to a real battlefield, so there's no need to be too anxious. Yang Qingyin was not as tough as she appeared. In fact, the closer she got to Duanliu City, the more worries she had and even became uneasy, so she postponed her next teleportation. She knew that many things might disappoint her during this trip to Duanliu City: Mu Xingqiu might not be there at all, he might not remember her at all, and the so-called engraving of another memory was just a joke. There is no such spell in the world It was long after nightfall that Yang Qingyin and Heihuang saw Duanliu City from a distance in the darkness. The frozen city shines brightly in the starlight, like a huge crystal, but all its light is added together. Not as good as another nearby light source. The black phoenix sensed the spirit king's thoughts, flapped its wings and rose into the sky, keeping watch above. Yang Qingyin stopped flying and looked at the two tall mirrors on the sunset lake. The two mirrors are very close to each other and slightly tilted. It's like two people standing side by side turning their heads to stare at each other. A powerful spell emanates from the mirror, apparently as a warning to all outsiders. Yang Qingyin has not contacted Yin Buchen. She has never particularly trusted this half-demon. The Black Phoenix above sent a message. While the Soul King was focusing on the two mirrors, the Black Phoenix was responsible for guarding the surroundings. She discovered a problem on the east side. Yang Qingyin and Black Phoenix flew eastward silently. Not long after, they saw a strange scene in the frozen river: the half-demon Yin Buchen was practicing the beast-refining method with a group of short, furry monsters. While thinking, While dancing his limbs slowly. The black phoenix shot out a feather and quickly flew dozens of feet in the air above Yin Buchen's head. Yin Buchen immediately became alert, spread out his arms, and summoned a demon staff and demon head in his hand. Dozens of monkeys quickly stood on both sides, like long wings. "Who?" Yin Buchen shouted and immediately recognized the origin of the feather, "Black Phoenix? Haha, long time no see"Has King Ling arrived too? You guys came so fast. " Yin Buchen raised his head and looked around, but saw only feathers and no human figures. " Yin Buchen. "A voice came from the feathers. Yin Buchen recognized who it was, with a smile on his face, "It is indeed the Spirit King. Where are you? Come out quickly, I will take you to see Tao Zun. " "No hurry. " "ah? All right. "Yin Buchen put away the demon weapon and turned around in a circle, "Please forgive me, Lord Spirit, but I won't salute you anymore. I just made an oath before dark to restore my identity as the son of King Jiao. From now on, I will not salute you again." No matter how you cling to any strong person, you will never bow to the strong person. " A sneer came from the feathers, but the voice was obviously not that of the Spirit King. " Black Phoenix, don't you believe it? To be honest, I don¡¯t believe it myself, but I have to give it a try and see how long I can hold on. " The voice of the Spirit King came from the feathers again, "Yin Buchen, whose are the two mirrors outside Duanliu City? " "Didn't the Spirit King recognize it? It was a mirror transformed from the Great Light Mirror. There was a cave inside, two rooms, but unfortunately I had never been inside. The owner of the Great Light Mirror" Yin Buchen suddenly realized that he had missed an extremely important thing when he contacted the Spirit King, "Yes, it's Taoist Qin Lingshuang. " Yang Qingyin understood why she was uneasy. Ever since she said goodbye to Yelin Town, she knew that sooner or later she would meet Qin Lingshuang again. (Please recommend and subscribe) (To be continued.)