The ten halls of the underworld stand majestic, and the eternal inheritance that once did not see the sun is reopened, standing in the starry sky and looking down at the world.

One game of gains and losses, another general gains and losses, no matter how light or heavy, before Yama pointed, he knew his destiny was silent, and he had an answer in his heart.

In the first game, he won, but lost.

"Know your fate, don't be too harsh on yourself!"

At some point, behind, Mo Bai's big cloak appeared, looked at the person in front of him, and said, "Once the war begins, there will be casualties. Ziyi will not blame you, and the same is true for Concubine Luo. If anyone else, it would not have been better today."

Ning Chen turned around, looked at his friend in front of him, and whispered, "Brother Mu, I understand what you mean, thank you."

Mu Qianshang smiled and said, "Ziyi's injury, let's find another way to find a way. Over the years, we have survived so many storms. Are we still afraid of these little winds and waves!"

"It is because I have experienced too many storms that I don't want any more trouble for us, the surviving friends. However, what my friend said is right. We can all survive greater difficulties. Compared to the beginning, I will take everyone to pass as soon as possible." Ning Chen's expression became firmer again and said.

"Oh"

Mu Qianshang chuckled and said, "This is what I know about fate. Conspiracy and plotting, and expedient ghost plot are not our directors. You can only worry about it. This hundred-day peace is hard-won. What should I do next? Have you thought about it?"

Ning Chen listened quietly, and after a moment, he nodded gently.

Mu Qianshang looked at the man beside him and said, "I think you know better than us that the Buddha's country cannot be preserved. It is to stay or abandon it. You make your own choice. No matter what, we will respect your decision."

"The personnel are over."

Ning Chen said softly, his eyes gradually deepened, and he said, "Next, it's time to do what we should do."

"I'll be relieved if you can make this decision."

Mu Qianshang nodded and responded that forcing the Buddha's kingdom would only cause more casualties. Knowing one's destiny is clearer than them. However, sometimes, understanding does not mean that it can be done. It is not easy for the Buddha's kingdom to know one's destiny, and giving up.

The strength of Jun Wentian is now the biggest problem. If they want to hide their identities, their strength will be limited, especially for Zhidao. Neither the immortal sword nor the divine forbidden in his hand can be used. It is not easy to block Jun Wentian.

If they have to protect the Buddha's kingdom, they must take all their strength. In this way, their identity may be exposed, which will be very detrimental to their future actions.

"Brother Mu is worried that I will be kind to a woman? My friend doesn't need to worry about this. I have done nothing less when one general succeeds in the process of dying bones, and this time is no exception." Ning Chen sighed softly.

"Knowing the Destiny"

Mu Qianshang looked serious and said, "Now it is not that you have given up on the Buddha's kingdom, but that the Buddha's kingdom is really impossible to save. You have done enough for the Buddha's kingdom, so there is no need to feel guilty. The Buddha's kingdom is not Daxia, so we can't save people, so we can do our best, and that's enough."

Ning Chen looked at the night ahead and said, "I understand that I will think carefully about how to use the final value of the Buddha Kingdom to strive to maximize the damage to the Demon Palace."

Mu Qianshang nodded. Although it was cruel, this was reality.

"Knowing the destiny, although you are not as talented as us in cultivation, you are the smartest among us. Sometimes, you are troubled because you can see too much. Listen to my advice, be kind to yourself. You should put down some burdens. You have always been too demanding on yourself. In you, there are much more wind and frosts experienced in a century than those old monsters who have lived for thousands of years. I don't know how you survived, but aren't you really tired?" Mu Qianshang said softly.

Ning Chen was silent and had no answer.

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. Your girl has been watching me for a long time. If I take you, that girl should fight to the death."

Mu Qianshang sighed lightly, smiled, and said nothing more. He waved his hand to the back, turned around and walked towards his palace.

Behind, Yin'er thrust towards the former, expressing her dissatisfaction, then ran to the front of the hall, hugged the arm of the person beside her, and whispered, "Ning Chen, can I practice swords to show you?"

Ning Chen's eyes moved, looked at the girl beside him, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Why are you so diligent today? You took the initiative to remember to practice swordsmanship."

"I don't like to see you unhappy, I want to help you." Yin'er said softly.

Ning Chen chuckled softly, reached out to rub the former's head, and said, "Okay, I'm fine. Your practice is not as long as we do, and you can't interfere in this level of battle for the time being. If you have this heart, your master is already very happy."

Yin'er pouted her mouth and said, "But I want to help you."

"Then let Master think about it, what can you do now?"

Ning Chen thought about it for a while, then patted the former's head and smiled, "You go to bed now. Maybe when you wake up, the origin of Tianyu in your body will be completely awakened, and then, fight the invincible hand of the world."

"snort!"

Yin'er squinted her head angrily, shook her hand on her head, and said unhappily, "If you think I'm stupid, I'll just say it clearly. Ignore you, I'll go to bed."

Yin'er turned around and ran back to the palace behind her, looking very unhappy.

Yin'er returned to the hall, and Ning Chen's face regained his thoughts. His eyes looked at the night sky ahead, and streams of light flashed by. It was less than a hundred days before the next attack on Foshan by the Demon Palace. It was not long, but it was enough.

Apart from the Foshan incident, another top priority now is Ziyi's injury. The power controlled by Jun Wentian's third eye has crossed the third realm, strange and powerful, and he cannot erase it.

Now that the fourth realm has not appeared, I am afraid that only Jun Wentian himself knows how to drive away these strange powers. He must go there again.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen glanced at the hall behind him, held his right hand and flew over the sword. In an instant, it disappeared invisible.

"Do you still have to go by yourself?"

As the voices were heard, the void rolled, and a perfect and picturesque figure appeared and spoke.

Seeing the visitor, Ning Chen was not surprised, nodded and said, "Now I am the only one who can face the enemy head-on. Your whereabouts cannot be revealed. I am the only way to take action as the ninth son of the Mo Sect."

"King Airan Ming, and Jian Er have never taken action. Why not let them go and help you?" Luo Shen said softly.

"The combat power of the Ten Palaces of Yama cannot be lacked. Once they help me this time, they will not be able to release again as Yama in the future. It will not be worth the loss. Luoshen, I know that your control over the law is beyond ordinary people. Please help me stabilize the fluctuations of the God-Forbidden So that they will not know." Ning Chen asked for help.

"I understand, be careful all the way."
Chapter completed!