After flying for a day and a night, Yijian sacrificed Bilian Mountain and white mist turned around.

This Bilian Mountain is not the size of a while ago. The snow-white ice crystal is less than a hundred meters tall. Zhang Xiaohan first followed Yi Jian into the belly of the mountain. Mu Jin and the others were worried and had to keep up.

First there is an ice crystal channel, and then there is a huge space inside the abdomen of the mountain, which is exactly the same as the previous one in Bilian Mountain.

Naturally, I knew that the Bilian Mountain was refined by Yi frame and could be transformed into any shape. Everyone could no longer express surprise. Since the ancient battlefield, everything I saw was more surprised. Now I am full of doubts, but I also know that it is not the time to ask.

Although they were sitting in the same hall, everyone only saw Zhang Xiaohan and Yi Jian talking. They could not hear the content of the conversation, nor could they see any restrictions. Mu Jin had a calm face, and the three great monsters were unswerving, and Ye Weiyang looked even more unhappy.

Zhang Xiaohan and Yi Jian sat face to face, with both faces expressionless. Yi Jian didn't speak, and Zhang Xiaohan didn't plan to speak first.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang has a very good appetite. Even the cause and effect of the emperor's son must be taken over." Yi Jian thought he was patient enough. In his sight, Zhang Xiaohan would not be able to resist it first, but he never thought that in the end he could not help it.

"Senior praised me, how dare I take over the cause and effect of the Emperor's son? It's just the cause and effect of the 300,000-year war." Zhang Xiaohan snorted, "Unfortunately, I didn't take over all."

Yi Jian's chest was up and down, as if he tried his best to suppress his unhappiness: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I still don't understand why you have to take on so many causes and effects."

Zhang Xiaohan's mouth seemed to be smiling and sarcastic: "I have never asked my senior about the ancient things. Why should I ask me about these things? Senior should know that the less I know about me, the less cause and effect it involves. Could it be that seniors have pity that I have suffered too much cause and effect and wanted to share it with me?"

Yi Jian was angry at Zhang Xiaohan's words, stared at Zhang Xiaohan and said, "Can I still have no connection with you now?" After saying this, he saw that the corners of Zhang Xiaohan's mouth were crooked, and his smile looked far-fetched. He didn't know Zhang Xiaohan's mentality at this time, so he was stunned, and his heart was mixed in an instant.

"Does fellow Taoist know that the consequences of these causalities and consequences are borne by oneself? Fellow Taoist has the grace of saving my life. If I do that, wouldn't it be a grace to repay the grudge?"

Zhang Xiaohan withdrew his tilted corner and said, "It was me who asked you for it, not that you were intentionally giving it to you, so why did you say that you would be kind to repay your grudges? But I saw it too, unless you try to stop me, haha."

Yi Jian stared at Zhang Xiaohan for a long time, and suddenly sighed, "I must first know the whereabouts of Emperor Dong Xiao."

Zhang Xiaohan shook his head: "Senior, if you want to know, you can naturally do divination."

Yi Jian narrowed his eyes: "If you don't say it, will no one around you know?"

"Seniors are also open-minded people, why do you have such thoughts again? The grudges of the immortals in ancient times should not be borne by the current monks. Even if all the ancient powerful people were resurrected, they should not place the battlefield with ordinary monks, and they should not bear such heavy cause and effect. I, Zhang Xiaohan, did not just do it for these monks, but because I was unfortunately involved, I have no choice but to retreat."

Zhang Xiaohan snorted softly: "I have no choice but to retreat. Anyway, what I have to bear now is enough to be broken into pieces and scattered, so I am not afraid of more."

Yi Jian shook his head: "It's not that you're not afraid of more, fellow Taoist wants to press yourself up as a bargaining bet."

Zhang Xiaohan raised his eyebrows: "Senior, there is no need to cheat me. My cause and effect will never disappear out of thin air. Is it implicating everyone around me, or whether it is to help me recover these cause and effect? ​​It is all in my thoughts."

"Do you know what it means to me?" Yi Jian lowered his voice.

"It's not even more terrifying than now." Zhang Xiaohan stared at Yi Jian's eyes, leaned forward slightly and said softly, "What are you worried about? Are you worried about your master? Are you worried about what you did against your master's wishes? If I am Huang Ji, if you don't obey my orders, you will be against your master. If I am not Huang Ji, what does my responsibility for cause and effect have to do with your master? Just because of purple Qi, is the so-called inheritance of the heavenly clan?"

Yi Jian actually blinked his eyes. Although Zhang Xiaohan's gaze was not aggressive, he seemed to be avoiding Zhang Xiaohan's gaze.

"Actually, I am already moved, but I just lack a suitable reason," Zhang Xiaohan sat upright and said lightly, "The inheritance of the wise man of the senior must have been passed on, but as far as I know, this inheritance should not be complete. Moreover, when the cause and effect of the current generation is transferred to me, you can know the authenticity of what I said. In other words, the senior is no longer a wise man, and there is no wise man in this world."

"Senior, why bother to be worried about the past? It cannot be reversed by relying on the power of the senior. Even if time goes back, everything will only happen again. It is very rare to get rid of the senior." Zhang Xiaohan continued.

"Can you really get rid of it? Fellow Taoist thought it simple, but as Fellow Taoist said, this is an opportunity, but I can only transfer the previous cause and effect. What will the fellow Taoist do in the future, and the cause and effect will remain the same." Yi Jian made up his mind.

Zhang Xiaohan smiled softly: "What else will be there? That's enough."

Yi Jian sighed slightly: "Fellow Taoist is not an ordinary person. I have no way to divine the identity of the person who saved me from difficulties in the divination of 300,000 years ago."

Zhang Xiaohan was silent: "Actually, I want to know a lot about the Emperor Huang Ji and the Emperor's Son, but I know that all the things related to them are secretive. Whether I understand them or not, the final outcome cannot be changed. So, if you don't understand, don't understand."

"If possible, I still want to know fellow Taoists." Yi Jian suddenly said.

"What's there to know? If you don't bring your life or death, you will turn into dust sooner or later. If you carry these, you may not even have the qualifications to turn into dust." Zhang Xiaohan said lightly.

Yi Jian opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

"I need to arrange a formation and use some materials." After a while of silence, Yi Jian said, and then reported a bunch of materials' names.

Zhang Xiaohan frowned and asked about the appearance and function of each material. The two discussed the substitutes. Zhang Xiaohan actually put all these materials together. However, when Yi Jian asked where Zhang Xiaohan could transfer the cause and effect, Zhang Xiaohan was stunned and did not understand Yi Jian's meaning at all.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang has an immortal heart and an immortal muscle and bone skin. As long as he absorbs the essence and blood of Emperor Dong Xiao, he can be said to be the incarnation of the Emperor's son in the Demon Realm, not even an incarnation. Instead, the emperor's son is resurrected with the help of fellow Daoist Zhang. I want to know whether this cause and effect will be transferred to the immortal heart and will be borne by the Emperor's son in the end, or will it be transferred to the body of fellow Daoist Zhang's own body?" Yi Jian saw that Zhang Xiaohan was really puzzled, so he explained.

Zhang Xiaohan was slightly stunned for a while, why did Yi Jian ask such a question? He was a wise man in ancient times, and he would not say anything casually. After thinking for a while, she said, "The immortal heart is also in me, and now it is my heart. Is there any difference where to transfer it?"

Yi Jian didn't say much, so he asked Zhang Xiaohan for materials and left Bilian Mountain. Only then would Mu Jin have the opportunity to get along with Zhang Xiaohan.

I really don’t know where to start with thousands of words. Mu Jin knows a lot about Zhang Xiaohan, but now, when I think about the past, I feel that the distance between them seems to have existed since the beginning.

The two entered the divine realm together, and they wanted to have a time to endure hardships together. Who would have thought that everything that happened after entering the divine realm was unsatisfactory? They experienced everything together, but all this began to push the distance between the two.

Mu Jin saw everything Zhang Xiaohan did, but he only saw it. Even if Zhang Xiaohan stood in front of him face to face, he felt that he was gradually drifting away in his heart.

The journey to the divine realm was not in his imagination at all. Now looking at Zhang Xiaohan, I only felt that there was an insurmountable gully between them.

He always thought that one day he could compete with Zhang Xiaohan and bear the burden that should not be pressed on her shoulders, but he realized along the way that he could never catch up with Zhang Xiaohan's pace. Before he knew it, Zhang Xiaohan was getting farther and farther away from him and became more and more unfamiliar.

Recalling the past, the time in Wuji Sect seemed to be only a memory, not just him, but everyone, and everyone who had met Zhang Xiaohan had become passers-by in her life without realizing it.

This feeling did not exist at the beginning of entering the divine realm, but after leaving the ice sea, it became deeper and deeper, and now it is silent.

Mu Ji feels this way, why is Zhang Xiaohan not like this? Along the way, she has long lost anyone to be able to communicate with her. Everything she has experienced has left her unable to speak. No one can tell her except to bury her in her heart.

I once thought that only those with Mujima could speak freely, but I didn't expect that one day, in front of Mujima, she finally had nothing to say.

She suddenly didn't want to say anything, whether it was her past life or present.

The two of them stared at each other in a daze, not understanding why such a gap occurred between them. It was not that they no longer trust each other, nor that they were unwilling to take responsibility for each other. Even if they had fought once, they would choose to stand in front of each other in the face of danger.

They really don’t know that after Zhang Xiaohan took on everything she shouldn’t have taken on, when Zhang Xiaohan, as a pawn, began to resist the arrangement of destiny and chose another path other than destiny, everything changed.

When Zhang Xiaohan reached an agreement with Yi Jian, Yi Jian left with the materials for the arrangement, and Zhang Xiaohan was already standing at the intersection. One side was the road she had walked and thought she would take, and she even accepted her fate. The other was a path she had lost her future, with unknowns and fog.

Once the Yijian formation was arranged, Zhang Xiaohan was pushed to the other one and could not turn back.

In Bilian Mountain, Zhang Xiaohan did not talk to Mu Jin again. The two looked at each other for a long time and both looked back.

Outside Bilian Mountain, the formation of Yijian has begun to be arranged, and nothing can be changed.

Zhang Xiaohan slowly stood up and walked out step by step.

After a while, Ye Weiyang and Mu Jin also stood up, and then the three great demons. Bilian Mountain quietly disappeared. They stood between heaven and earth, looking at Zhang Xiaohan's back from afar, and saw her walking step by step on the invisible steps, all the way to the highest point, standing alone.

It seemed that the wind was blowing from the distance, and it was like raindrops falling from the sky. There seemed that there were still things that were invisible to the high platform. These winds and raindrops passed through the standing hibiscus and others, as if they were taking away something from them. Looking at Zhang Xiaohan on the high platform in the distance, it seemed that the distance from it was getting farther and farther away.

Zhang Xiaohan stood safely in the void. This road was chosen by her own choice. Even though fate had arranged for her to pieces, she would no longer compromise and wait for fate to fight. From then on, she would embark on the road of no return. This road was clearly placed in front of her shortly after she traveled through time. Only when she saw it and made up her mind.

Countless things that were invisible and touched penetrated into her body, as if layers of cold water were soaking her skin. Her spiritual sense was a little dazed, as if she had returned to the long-standing past. In that cave, she looked at the skeleton wrapped in black and reached out to pick up the storage bag.

No, it was even longer before that, in the black monster forest, she picked up the small banner and found a book of cultivation experience. From that moment on, her fate changed, but she didn't know it at all.

The sky eye suddenly opened, and it saw nothing, but it clearly saw something. It was covered with ice and snow in the distance, as if it was pure and clean. Who could know what kind of dirty things would be buried under the pure and clean?

In a distant temple, a handsome god-cultivated god-cultivated look at an empty divine platform. His face was peaceful and peaceful, and his white clothes made him look out of the world. Only with a slight sense of dark eyes showed that he was also an emotional monk.

Suddenly, he turned his head slightly, his face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand as if he wanted to grab something, but there was clearly nothing in front of him, but he felt something leaving him.

After experiencing it carefully, he couldn't even notice what he felt just now. He hesitated and looked back at the empty platform. Suddenly, his heart was shocked. He could no longer find the feeling in his heart. His heart was as empty as a high platform.

The handsome face showed incredible, and the dark eyes seemed to have lost their spirit. Such a peaceful and peaceful face also frowned slightly. What made this god-like cultivator lose his peace?

His hand slowly stretched out, and his hand, which was as fair as his face, gently stroked the empty divine platform. He seemed to see a pair of dazzling eyes, which was his only memory when he was twisting and turning under the soul refining lamp.
Chapter completed!