"Yes, I failed. I didn't catch Xu Xiaoshou."

"Xu Xiaoshou confuses the real with the fake. Even if I forcefully landed in the Apricot Realm at the last moment, it was too late. His true body had already escaped from the Apricot Realm and escaped from my sight."

"And I have no choice but to feed the greedy god with flesh and blood, drive him crazy, and wreak havoc on Yujing, trying to add fuel to the fire and force him to show up again. After all, merging the two into one and becoming the body of a ghost beast is the only solution."

To this day, Yu Zhiwen is still a little scared when she recalls this situation, but she knows the ending.

After Xu Xiaoshou returned, he had recovered from his serious injuries. Even if he became the body of a ghost beast, there would be no chance for the world to change.

She held Sister Yue's hand tightly and muttered: "Stealing the chicken will end up losing the rice."

Dao Qiongcang seemed to be satisfied with the scolding, his expression became extremely bright, and he changed the subject: "But did Xu Xiaoshou win?"

The cold wind howled and the waves roared.

The three women all tilted their heads, but then they saw Dao Qiongtian snort:

"He didn't win!"

"Do you know who the only savior in his heart was in the panic after he and Long Xing Jin Chan escaped from their shells?"

"Where is the first place they go to, and the place they actually go to in the end?"

Yu Zhiwen's thoughts suddenly fluctuated.

It was like a thunderbolt falling in Liu Fuyu's mind.

After Moon Palace Slave was released from the Cold Prison, he had heard Dao Qiongcang talk about a lot of things in the Five Realms for half a year, but even though he had only gained a little knowledge, he didn't know much about the inside story of this situation.

After listening now, she also had the answer in her heart, and whispered:

"Quirehan..."

Dao Qiongcang regained his smile, his face returned to calm, he picked up the Tianji Sinan that he had just dropped, and returned to the original state of holding the Pearl of Wisdom:

"Not bad, Quirehan."

"He went to the same town of Tianji that you, Yu Zhiwen, have never been to."

Dao Qiongcang looked at the long river of time and at the night of Nanming. All the vastness was taken into his eyes. It could be said that he had no grasp of it. He sighed longly:

"The real memory imprint is not a 'logo' on the surface, a 'pattern' that can be replaced, but a psychological hint that I gave him in advance. When he was at the end of his rope, he thought he had got something that could save his life."

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"The result of 'driving pigs into the pen' was that Xu Xiaoshou took the initiative to enter my pen with his disabled body and mind, and also wanted to give me a dragon apricot plant as a gift."

Dao Qiongcang turned his head, looked at Yu Zhiwen calmly, and said calmly:

"Xu Xiaoshou won."

"But it's not that he won, it's that I thought enough was enough, so I let him go."

He holds Tianji Sinan in one hand, and relies on nothingness in the other hand, grasping the emptiness, and his face has the glow of hearing the truth in the morning and immortality in the evening:

"What is: secret?"

"Heaven's secrets are not vague, and there are never absolute variables."

"The moment I have verified what I thought and someone realizes that he has won, he is no longer a variable in my chess game - Xu Xiaoshou is a foregone conclusion!"

The sky of Tao stands behind the long river of time, its figure is hazy, and it is disillusioned in the bubble of time. It is both close at hand and far away in the vastness.

His eyes crossed the long river and came in calmly:

"This is the last lesson I teach you."

"And by saying this, does Miss Zhiwen understand?"

"Your so-called third option, in my eyes, has never been enough to be called a 'choice'. It is just a delusion that you deceive yourself and others."

After all these words were said, only deathly silence remained in Nanming.

Yu Zhiwen's face was bloodless, as pale as paper, and his hands were extremely cold.

Countless times when she felt that she had escaped the clutches of the "Master of the Tao Palace" and could begin to try to escape from the torture caused by the shadow of the Tao Department - whether it was from a physical distance or a spiritual level.

Dao firmament, covering the sky with one hand.

He would stand up again and tell himself in that calm and instructive tone:

Ginger is still spicy.

"Dao Qiongcang, I think you are looking for death!"

Even if the Moon Palace Slave doesn't know the whole picture, he can still feel the fear and shadow brought by the three words "Dao Qiong Cang" from the trembling in the little girl's hands at this moment.

Is this guy really practicing Taoism and going crazy, so inhumane?

She is just a child, how can she teach in this way?

Regardless of whether the "Taoist Ministry" is still speaking at the moment, what is the difference between this and trying to encourage growth?

"Shut up, me!"

The Moon Palace Slave turned around and took action, waving his sleeve to summon the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword.

She crossed the long river of time, aimed at Dao Qiongcang's broken mouth, and struck it hard.

This time, it was not possible.

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Dao Qiongcang stretched out a hand as pure white and flawless as crystal as jade from the blood-stained sleeve robe.

He just raised his fingers together and blocked the air.

"when--"

The Furious Immortal Buddha's Sword was like cutting into an iron weapon, emitting an explosive sound that shocked the eardrums.

The Moon Palace Slave was even more shocked and fell back. He dropped the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword from his hand and threw it away.

Snap!

Dao Qiongcang reached out and grabbed the Buddha Sword Nu Xian, pointing the sword at the Moon Palace Slave from afar.

He took off all the childish pretense, pulled away from the boring drama he directed and acted, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression became extremely cold:

"Slave of the Moon Palace, I gave you a choice, and I also gave you dignity."

"Since you have choices and dignity, no matter if there is only one choice or only one, just go to Lingyu Mountain."

"Three of you think that whether it is to start a war, go to the Apricot Realm, or return to the Han Palace Emperor Realm, do these roads really exist?"

As he spoke, he slashed in the air, and suddenly the river of time shattered, and the power of the golden talisman in the Moon Palace Slave's hand disappeared.

He turned the tip of the Wrathful Immortal Buddha Sword, pointed it to the north, and said scornfully:

"The road is at your feet."

"Only one."

"Go to Lingyu Mountain, I said so!"

The night wind is desolate, and the south is dark and cold.

The Moon Palace Slave stared at Dao Qiongtian who had murderous intentions in his eyes, but there was only powerlessness left in his heart.

Yes, from the beginning, none of these options existed.

It's easy to talk, but Dao Qiongcang wants to talk nicely.

When he doesn't want to pretend anymore...

As Xiaoba once commented:

If Dao Qiongcang is really given the opportunity to take off its disguise and really exert its efforts to promote the situation, no one can see the left or right, no one has a second choice, and no one has the time or qualifications to speak.

The only thing that can be done is like a blindfolded donkey, which only knows how to move forward blindly and does not know whether to go straight to the road, or it is still helping people go around in circles.

"Ahaha! It's so serious. Everyone, aren't you scared by me?"

The dead silence was suddenly broken. Dao Qiongcang put down the Buddha Sword and Nu Xian, shrank his neck, and took a few steps back:

"Sister Yue, I'm just kidding. Don't take it seriously. In fact, Ali and I are always afraid of your whip."

"And Xiaoyu...well, I'll just call you that. It will show that our relationship is still very close."

Dao Qiongcang scratched the back of his head and said nonchalantly. He didn't look like an elder at all, but he still had the tone of some elders:

"My sister gets sick from time to time and is not strong enough. The lifespan used to calculate the secrets is the lifespan. I feel that she does not have much lifespan left."

"Xu Xiaoshou is also my friend, and Xiaoyu you are also my nephew. On the wedding day, I will sit at the head table and be your witness."

He waved his hands downward and shouted repeatedly in a kind tone: "Relax, everyone, relax."

The three women were all tense, and no one could relax.

Who can relax?!

Dao Qiongcang knew that the pressure was indeed too much, so he could only sigh silently. After twitching his face at the end, he squeezed out a sly smile and stared at Liu Fuyu:

"Liu Jianxian, please relax a little."
To be continued...