After seeing the record in the book, Yin Hanjiang was stunned for a long time. He could not remember what he was thinking during that time.

In a trance, he remembered that the Lord had said that Baili Qingmiao had a cause and effect with him, and he needed to help her become a god to repay it. He also remembered that Zhongli Qian told him that the reason why Wen Ren'e tried so hard to save Baili Qingmiao was not because he despised his own life, but because he had a plan.

He sat at the table and tilted his head, not sure whether this memory was real or just something he imagined.

Yin Hanjiang turned his head to the "Wen Ren'e" sitting on his left and said, "Does Your Excellency like Baili Qingmiao?"

"Wen Ren'e" said, "What did I tell you? Don't you remember?"

Yin Hanjiang tilted his head and asked the "Wen Ren'e" sitting on his right, "What do you think?"

"Wen Ren'e" said, "I once told you that what is recorded in the book is destiny, and destiny is hard to change."

The two "Wen Ren'e" repeated what the Master had said before his death in Yin Hanjiang's ear. Yin Hanjiang felt a little confused. He didn't know who was more correct. He didn't even know if the two people around him really existed.

He raised his hand to cover his ears, but he couldn't bear to close his hearing after finally hearing the Master's voice.

Yin Hanjiang shook his head and vaguely felt that he was a little abnormal.

He put away the book, sat cross-legged on the bed, and silently recited the Heart Purification Mantra, trying to calm down and drive away delusions.

But the two "Wenren'e" sat next to Yin Hanjiang, so close, and asked: "Master Yin recited the Heart Purification Mantra, do you not want to see me again?"

Yin Hanjiang only felt that the meridians in his body were stagnant, and he couldn't even circulate his true energy through the meridians in his body for a cycle. He forced the meridians to be unblocked, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his Dantian was in great pain, and it was difficult to circulate.

"It's fake, it's all fake." Yin Hanjiang took out Wenren'e's clothes and held them in his arms, and then he felt better.

He clutched the clothes tightly and closed his eyes quietly, not knowing whether he was unconscious or asleep.

In a trance, he seemed to have a dream, but it didn't seem to be a dream, but it seemed to be something that really happened. In the dream, the Lord was saved by a righteous woman after the battle between good and evil. The Lord liked that woman very much, and finally died to save the woman who was trapped in the blood sea of ​​the underworld.

Before falling into the Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood, the Venerable threw the woman wrapped in his robes and a blood-red stone into Yin Hanjiang's arms. His last words were: "Protect her for me."

The heart-wrenching pain woke Yin Hanjiang up. He stared at his arms. There was only a piece of clothing, but no woman.

Huh? Strange, how did the Venerable go?

Yin Hanjiang shook his head, unable to remember.

Two memories appeared in his memory. One was that the Venerable was very good to him, very gentle, and took the Snow Flame for him, refined his life magic weapon for him, and gave him the robe; the other... In the other part, he quietly watched the Venerable being good to a woman, so good that it made him heartbroken, so good that he put on a ghost mask countless times in the middle of the night, carved the wood into the appearance of the woman with a sword, and then used his fingernails to pick off the face of the wood carving bit by bit, and scraped the wood carving into sawdust piece by piece.

Which one is true?

Yin Hanjiang flipped through the storage magic treasures and saw many wood carvings of Wen Ren'e. He had secretly carved them, and each one was very ugly. He didn't dare to show them to the Lord.

Wood carvings? So, the Lord really liked that woman, and the Lord's kindness to him was just an illusion of the inner demon under delusion?

"Yin Protector, you have a cold body. Drinking my blood will warm you up." A "Wen Ren'e" stood in front of Yin Hanjiang, stretched out his hand, and asked him to drink his blood.

Yin Hanjiang ignored "Wen Ren'e". He stretched out two fingers and pressed his fingertips deeply into his two eyes. He dug out the eyes and he could no longer see the illusion.

The stinging made him wake up suddenly and regain some consciousness.

Yin Hanjiang put away all the robes and wood carvings. He pushed open the door and walked out of the room. He met Su Huai who was carrying a white skeleton to find Zhong Liqian. When the white skeleton saw Yin Hanjiang, all the joints "clicked" and "clicked" together. It was unknown whether he was afraid or scolding Yin Hanjiang.

"Don't move. If the bones are broken again, the essence of the meat and Ganoderma will be lost. There will be no hope for you!" Su Huai held down Qiu Congxue's skeleton, not letting the master speak.

Seeing Yin Hanjiang coming straight over, Su Huai pressed down the white skeleton and half-knelt down and said, "Greetings to Master Yin."

"Who are you?" Yin Hanjiang had blood in the corners of his eyes, and he looked at Su Huai steadily.

Su Huai hurriedly said, "I am Baili Qingmiao's disciple, Zhongli Qian's student, and I haven't joined Xuanyuan Sect yet. My name is on the list of Shangqing Sect... I don't know if I count as a member of Xuanyuan Sect. If possible, I hope to enter the Nether Fire Altar, hehe..."

Xuanyuan Sect is a big sect for ghost cultivators like Su Huai. People like Wen Ren'e and Yin Hanjiang are all legendary figures. It's a great honor to meet them. Originally, Qiu Congxue also belonged to this category, but unfortunately they have been together for too long. Su Huai knows the virtue of the master very well and can't respect him.

"I don't remember you." Yin Hanjiang stared at Su Huai. He was not sure if there was something wrong with his memory or if he really had never seen him.

"I met Sect Master Yin once in the Ziling Pavilion of Taiyin Mountain. I am just a nobody, so it is normal that Sect Master does not remember me." Su Huai scratched his head and said.

"Are you Baili Qingmiao's disciple?" Yin Hanjiang raised his hand. He remembered that Baili Qingmiao was the girl that His Majesty liked. If he could not kill her, he could kill a few disciples, right?

Su Huai did not sense the danger and answered honestly, "Yes, my master and I were plotted against by the Shangqing Sect before. We would like to thank Venerable Master Wenren for saving us. Su Huai is willing to join the Xuanyuan Sect and serve Sect Master Yin." "

Your Majesty... saved Baili Qingmiao? In the Netherworld Blood Sea?" Yin Hanjiang retracted his hand that was about to fall on Su Huai.

"That's right, it was so dangerous at that time. Those people in the righteous way were really worthless, and that He Wenchao#￥%*&@..." When Su Huai mentioned this, he started to curse again. While Zhongli Qian and his master were not around, he cursed the righteous people so much that the ancestral tablets were smoking.

Yin Hanjiang had never heard of many words, but it did not prevent him from understanding. After listening for a while, he patted Su Huai on the shoulder and said, "The curse sounds nice."

"Hehe..." Su Huai smiled embarrassedly, "Master and Mr. Zhongli don't like to hear me swear. If the sect leader likes it, how about I curse you in private?"

"Okay," Yin Hanjiang said, "Where does Baili Qingmiao live?"

"The room of the guardian Qiu, where the spiritual energy is relatively sufficient. Mr. Zhongli said it will help the master recover," Su Huai said with some doubts, "After the master came back from the Netherworld Blood Sea, her mind seemed to be not normal. Mr. Zhongli said that it was not only because of the love affair, but it seemed that something was controlling her soul."

"Yeah." Yin Hanjiang did not say anything more to Su Huai, and flew straight to Baili Qingmiao's residence.

No one in Xuanyuan Sect dared to stop him. Yin Hanjiang entered Qiu Congxue's room without any hindrance and saw a beautiful woman lying on the bed, her brows were furrowed, and she seemed to be having a nightmare.

He sat beside Baili Qingmiao's bed and stared at this woman intently. She was very beautiful.

Yin Hanjiang took out the Broken Army Spear, and touched Baili Qingmiao's face with the cold handle. He pointed the tip of the spear at Baili Qingmiao's nose, wondering if he should pick his face? Where should he start? The nose?

No, it's not a wooden sculpture, he can't pick it casually. His Majesty wants him to take good care of Baili Qingmiao.

There was also a blood-red stone thrown at him. What was that? Where is the stone? Is it on Baili Qingmiao?

Yin Hanjiang seemed calm, but his thoughts had been repeated thousands of times. His killing intent was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Baili Qingmiao was stimulated by the killing intent and finally slowly opened her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the Broken Army Thorn so close to her face. Baili Qingmiao took a deep breath and said weakly: "Yin, Yin Sect Master, what are you going to do?"

When alone, Yin Hanjiang could go crazy, but in front of outsiders, he needed to be a perfect Xuanyuan Sect Master, so that he could stabilize people's hearts.

"I came to visit you." Yin Hanjiang spoke very slowly, and he had to think about a lot of things before he could speak.

While speaking, the Broken Army Thorn was still hanging on Baili Qingmiao's face. She originally thought that it would be okay to die like this. But when she saw Yin Hanjiang, Baili Qingmiao's hair stood up all over her body. She didn't know where she got the strength from. She supported her body with her arms and moved to the edge of the bed little by little, trying to move herself out of the attack range of the Broken Army Thorn.

Seeing that she moved, Yin Hanjiang moved the magic weapon again and continued to point it at the tip of Baili Qingmiao's nose.

The bone-chilling chill reached his heart, and Baili Qingmiao trembled and said, "Master Yin, Master Yin, I want to sit up, can you put away your weapon?"

"Oh." Yin Hanjiang glanced at the Broken Army Thorn, as if he had just noticed it, and suddenly realized, "This is a magic weapon that Your Excellency made for me, made of Broken Mountain Meteorite."

"Yes, yes!" Baili Qingmiao hurriedly said, "The Broken Mountain Meteorite was obtained by Senior Wenren, Master Yin, Master Qingxue and me together!"

"Then this is the real thing." Yin Hanjiang seemed to have a smile on his face and put away his weapon.

Baili Qingmiao sat up, feeling that he had escaped a disaster, and gasped heavily.

Then she saw Yin Hanjiang holding the Broken Army Spear and shaking it in front of her, saying like a child showing off something: "This is a quasi-immortal weapon that Your Majesty made for me using the Broken Yue Meteorite Iron. It is very suitable for my powerful life-long magic weapon." "

Yes, Senior Wenren took the Snow Flame to expel the Yin Qi in your body," Baili Qingmiao said, "It's all my fault. It hurt Senior Wenren..."

She remembered that when she was in the Netherworld Blood Sea, she saw He Wenchao attacking her fiercely, and she was immediately disheartened. She thought that since her senior brother wanted to kill her, she might as well just die.

At that time, that thought drilled into her mind like a maggot on her tarsal bone, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. At that moment, Baili Qingmiao felt nothing and just wanted to die.

"How could I be like this?" She raised her hands and said in disbelief, "This is not me. Even if I want to die, I can't be so selfish. Brother Zhongli and I are connected by the same heart poison. If the same heart poison is not removed, how can I affect Brother Zhongli's sanity?"

Only at this moment, under Yin Hanjiang's murderous intent, Baili Qingmiao seemed to wake up from a dream, and recalled what happened in the past year, shuddering.

"Am I crazy? Or am I controlled by something? A demon in my heart?" There was no one else in front of her, so Baili Qingmiao could only ask Yin Hanjiang, the only listener.

"I don't know," Yin Hanjiang used Baili Qingmiao's skirt to wipe the blade of the broken bayonet, "I only know that if a cultivator is crazy, he must want to be crazy."

The cold metal surface of the three-edged bayonet reflected Yin Hanjiang's somewhat distorted face.