The claw hook that was infused with spiritual power suddenly retracted, bringing out a large piece of bright red.

Nangong Liu's lips opened and closed, closed and opened again. He couldn't say a word for a long time. He seemed to have never expected Xu Shuanglin to make a hole in his back. After a while, he vomited a large mouthful of blood and knelt straight on the ground.

"Dad—!!!!" Nangong Si's screams tore through the sky.

"Sect Master!!"

"…!" Everyone was shocked.

Xu Shuanglin squatted down calmly, took out a fruit from Qiankun's bag casually, stuffed it into Nangong Liu's mouth, and forced him to swallow it.

Mo Ran's eyes suddenly changed his expression: "Lingchiguo?!"

The one Xu Shuanglin fed Nangong Liu was the one who hung Yumin in Peach Blossom Spring, and Lingchi Fruit, which made people not want to die! Nangong Liu was in pain and curled up like shrimps and knelt violently. Xu Shuanglin looked at him, and his eyes were filled with fire, which made his eyes very warm.

"Master, I feel sorry for you for living for most of your life, but in the end, you are still a waste at the mercy of others."

Ye Wangxi said horrifiedly: "Entertainment Father?!"

"Father... let go of my father! Let him go!" After all, the blood is thicker than water. Even though Nangong Liu was unbearable, Nangong Si still couldn't bear it when he saw his miserable situation and rushed to the crown. He attacked Xu Shuanglin, but Xu Shuanglin was bound to the outside with one hand with the defense.

Xu Shuanglin rolled his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

"Elder talks, why are you making a fuss? Just kneel down!"

After saying that, he pointed in the air. Nangong Si felt that there was a thousand pounds falling on his back, but he couldn't stand up. He gritted his teeth and endured it for a moment, but still knelt on his knees.

"A Si," Ye Wangxi immediately protected Nangong Si. She could neither raise her sword to Xu Shuanglin nor stand by. She looked both painful and confused for a moment, "Entertainment Father, don't hurt him..."

"Whoever wants to hurt him is what he is." Xu Shuanglin turned his gaze back and landed on Nangong Liu. Then he raised his foot and kicked Nangong Liu's bloody cheeks. "After many years, now in front of the world's powerful people, I can't help but talk to this person."

Nangong Liu choked and coughed a mouthful of blood: "Reminisce about the old? What are the old? Didn't you tell me that as long as you recall Luo Fenghua's soul from the Abyssin Hell, the curse he imposed on me can be broken? I will be able to heal and recover, and I will never be afraid of... I am not afraid of the night. You lied to me... You actually... You lied to me..."

After hearing this, the young monks had not responded, but Xue Zhengyong's generation was all terrified. Xue Zhengyong suddenly looked at the young man's body.

"Luo Fenghua?"

"It's Luo Fenghua!"

Lying on the ground was the master of the Nangong brothers many years ago, and the body of the short-lived leader who once usurped the throne and seized power. The only foreign lord of the Rufeng Sect, Luo Fenghua!

"What you think is too beautiful." Xu Shuanglin smiled and said, "The curse is broken? You killed him with your own hands, but now you have drunk his blood and eaten his flesh. You are so cruel, you actually want the curse to be broken? You are so naive."

"Don't I drink his blood and eat his flesh?! Although I sent him to die early in order to seize power, he left a curse on the ring of the leader before his death and asked me to put it on - for more than ten years! There is no one... cough cough, no one... there is no one... I can live a normal life at night! I... shouldn't... it shouldn't..."

"It's right." Xu Shuanglin agreed expressionlessly, "It's too much." Suddenly he twisted and laughed, he simply squatted down, raised Nangong Liu's face, and said, "You've done a great job. No one can do better, better, and more obedient than you... Master, no one can be stupider than you."

He smiled evilly and concluded: "Bad."

After Xu Shuanglin finished speaking, she slowly stood up, with a solemn and peaceful warm smile on her face. She spread her arms and said kindly to everyone: "Dear guests, the dinner is over. Xu has a snack after dinner. I would like to invite you to taste it together."

Someone shouted angrily: "Xu Shuanglin! What exactly are you going to do?!"

"Actually, it's nothing, but I want to ask everyone to share some interesting stories. The Confucian style sect looks down on the world of cultivation for a hundred years, and there are countless stinky scandals. Among them, there is one thing that Xu has been waiting for more than ten years, and today it will be made public in front of the whole world."

He said here, the voice changed from high to gentle.

Then he said softly: "This is probably the last secret history of the Confucian style sect."

When Nangong Liu heard him say this, a strong fear suddenly surged in his heart. He thrust sharply, his lips trembled, and he was almost speechless. He only stared at the person standing on the molten flow: "You...who are you...what are you?"

Xu Shuanglin turned his face, smiled slightly, and did not answer.

A ray of light suddenly appeared in his hand, and a dagger appeared in his palm. He held it hard and cut the flesh. The blood poured out of his palm. He dipped it in blood, drew a formation on his arm, and then blew it gently, saying, "The boat in the west window will bring you to your dream."

Then he turned around and smiled, "Sect Master, if you want to know who I am, you will know clearly after reading these things."

Mo Ran wanted to stop what he did, but was gently stopped by Chu Wanning.

"Master?"

"It's not an evil curse, it's a dream barrier. It's very similar to the magic of Yumin from the Peach Blossom Spring. It's a spell that allows everyone to see his memories." Chu Wanning said, "Wait a minute and see what he is going to say."

The formation light that Xu Shuanglin blows into the wind flows, flying higher and higher, constantly expanding, instantly covering the entire Lingshui Lake. The fragments of memories are like sand powder, slowly falling from the sky, and the lake surface is soon covered by Xu Shuanglin's memory...

It was like heavy snow that changed the ground into new clothes. As the power of the magic circle continued to overflow, the scene changed.

Although everyone was still standing around Lingshui Lake without moving, the lava in front of them faded away and eventually became like the Rufengmen Feiyao Terrace.

In this illusion, Fei Yaotai was empty, with only two people standing and sitting.

The standing person was barefoot, casually dressed, and his hair was not combed properly. His hair was even a little crooked. It was Xu Shuanglin. The sitting person was wearing a dark red robe and a white face. It was Nangong Liu.

Nangong Liu stroked the ring of the head sect with the jade emerald on his thumb, and an excited and anxious light flashed on his face.

"Are those five magic weapons ready?"

Xu Shuanglin said lazily: "You have asked for the ninth time. If you ask me again the tenth time today, I will stop doing it."

Nangong Liu couldn't help but shake his legs because he was unbearable: "Okay, okay, then wait for the guests to arrive and wait for the day of Sier's wedding... You can take a look at the roster of sacrifices. I want to see that so far, there are still a few people on the roster that are not here."

Xu Shuanglin threw him a book, and Nangong Liu couldn't wait to flip it. His eyes were very furious, like a thirsty person drinking water, flipping through the book roaring. He counted it, was worried, and counted it the second time, poked his finger on the page, as if he was about to poke a hole in the book.

"Everything is here." Xu Shuanglin saw his crazy spirit of lying, and said, "More than twenty people with pure five elements, including the Five Elements Spiritual Power Guards you compiled over the years, these people's spiritual core powers are gathered together, and with the help of the magic weapon, although the power is not as powerful as using the essence of the spirit body directly, it is enough. It is guaranteed to open the door to the Abyssin Hell."

Nangong Liu clenched the booklet tightly and nodded: "Okay."

"But this is the last opportunity. If you mess it up again, it will be even more difficult for you to break the curse."

"You must not smash it!"

Xu Shuanglin said lazily: "You should say that you will never smash it."

"Okay, okay, you will never smash it, you will never smash it." Nangong Liu paused and said, "Shuanglin, I am still worried. Let's plan again?"

"...Brother, you have been right for more than ten or twenty times."

Nangong Liu doesn't care: "It's always good to be cautious."

Xu Shuanglin seemed helpless: "Okay, let it go."

Nangong Liu thought, "When Sier's wedding is on the eve of his grand wedding, all the guests will come to the Shiletai. I will arrange to draw lots and draw out the twenty-one marked signs in advance." He looked up at Xu Shuanglin, "It's your turn next."

"...Well, I will ask myself to go with you." Xu Shuanglin had no choice but to respond to him, "After entering the dense forest, I will lead the sacrificial chess pieces for them, so that they can be obedient and dedicate their spiritual power to Shenwu. After this matter is completed successfully, I will manipulate everyone, fire fuze fireworks into the air, and tear open the cracks in hell at the same time."

"Okay, okay!" Unlike Xu Shuanglin's laziness, Nangong Liu seemed very excited. He talked on paper, "After seeing the fireworks, I led five guards, and in the name of quelling the Sky Rift Rebellion, he rushed to the hunting forest to meet you. Then we also made the five guards into Zhenlong chess and sacrificed them!"

Xu Shuanglin nodded and concluded: "No mistakes should happen."

"You must never make any mistakes." Nangong Liu tightened his finger and his face turned blue, "I've had enough, I've had enough..." He murmured for a while, and suddenly looked up and asked Xu Shuanglin, "Shuanglin, is there really no problem without using essence spirits? What if the power of the Divine Martial Arts is not pure enough..."

"Don't worry, these five magical martial arts are all the best among the best. The peak among the peaks has the ability to move mountains and fill the seas. After absorbing the spiritual stream of sacrifices, you will definitely succeed."

"What if? I said, what if the gate of Wujian Hell cannot be opened, if someone comes out to block it like Caidie Town again... Look at that Chu Wanning!" Nangong Liu spat, "What night, Yuheng Beidou Immortal Lord, meddling for nostalgic business! Last time in Caidie Town, he was killed by accident. It was a huge good thing. Who knew that the old bald donkey who was guilty actually had the ability to bring him back to life - hateful!"

When Mo Ran saw this, he was very angry: when Caidie Town was shocked, the Rufeng Sect sent a large number of monks to quell the rebellion, and more than a hundred disciples of the Confucian Feng Sect also died in that melee, and both of them knew it well...

So who is the fake Gou Chen?

Is it Nangong Liu or Xu Shuanglin?!

"Chu Wanning should not die." Xu Shuanglin said in the illusion, "He is a capable person. It is always a pity to die easily."

"So what if you have the ability? I just can't stand his proud face!"

"Oh, so I remembered it, Master Immortal Lord, you met Chu Wanning a few days ago. How about it? Resurrected from the dead, has his spiritual power been damaged?"

"I don't know how spiritual power is, but my temper has not diminished at all." Nangong Liu hated, "I am noble and arrogant. I am fucking like a dog rolling in the mud in front of him!"

Xu Shuanglin laughed: "The metaphor of the leader is interesting."

"It would be better if you don't mention it. I'll be angry when I mention it! My dignified lord of the world's largest sect, it's fine if he nodded and bowed to Chu Wanning, but it depends on his disciple's face. His disciple is amazing, Master Mo, has no rules and is even worse than his master."

He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes shining with a malicious luster.

"What a essence of wood. I just wish I could not abandon the Shenwu without using it. Just like my original plan, I would use his flesh and blood as the power of a human pillar to sacrifice to the sky! Go and tear open the door to the Abyssin Hell!"

"Jinchengchi, Peach Blossom Land, failed twice." Xu Shuanglin said, "Later, he walked alone for five years. In the past five years, it was difficult for us to find his whereabouts. The only time we lured him into a trap, he was seriously injured by the Yellow River water mason, but the boy was lucky and saved by Jiang Xi who passed by. Now Mo Ran has a lot of wings. None of us can move him. The road to essence spirits cannot work."

"Wait!" Nangong Liu said angrily, "When I break the curse, my skills will increase greatly. At that time, whether it is Master Chu or Master Mo, you will have to kneel in front of me and listen to my orders!"

When Xu Shuanglin heard him say this, she just smiled and did not answer.

Nangong Liu was angry for a while and gradually calmed down. He took a breath, stared at the ring in his hand, and suddenly said, "Shuanglin, you gave up looking for essence spirits five years ago, not only because Mo Ran went down the mountain to travel, but he disappeared, right?"

“…”

His eyes slowly moved up from the ring, and Nangong Liu said: "It's because you checked and found that the earth-based spirit body was Ye Wangxi, right? You can't bear to give up your adopted daughter, she is your only relative in this world..."

"I have no relatives in this world." Xu Shuanglin interrupted him with an expressionless face, "What's more, you know that the fire-attributed spirit is the son of the king. Even if I can give up Ye Wangxi, can you give up Sier, then?"

"Forget it." Nangong Liu waved his hand, looking depressed, "Since Shenwu can replace him, there is nothing else to say, let's not talk about, just like that."

"What if the Shenwu is irreplaceable?"

Nangong Liu was shocked: "What does it mean? Didn't you say that there is no mistake?"

"Why are the leader nervous? I was just suddenly curious. If the only way to use the five living spirits in this world to sacrifice Sier can the Wujian gate be opened smoothly, what choice would the Lord make? Should he continue to endure the pain of curses, or..." There was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth and he didn't say anything more.

Nangong Liu did not answer. After a long time, everyone thought that this memory would end like this, but Nangong Liu said softly: "If you don't care for yourself, heaven will be punished."

"!"

Hearing him say this, everyone's faces were rippled, especially Xue Zhengyong, who loves his son as much as his life, was completely unable to understand Nangong Liu's choice, and said angrily, "Absurd... The tiger poison does not eat his son, and he will sacrifice his son for his life? It's simply ridiculous!"

Nangong Simu stood deadlockedly, with a little confused on his face, and no expression was left, his eyes were empty...

As the scene became dark, those crystal-clear memory fragments gushed and surging again, making a slight sound of wind chimes colliding.

When the illusion lit up again, the sky was high and the clouds were wide in front of me, and the towering snow-capped mountains reflected the dazzling white light. Someone exclaimed: "It's Jinchengchi?!"

The author has something to say: The second update today will start today from this afternoon to tomorrow night. The company has something to do. I am very busy and I am afraid I can't reply. The day after tomorrow~

These chapters are flashbacks of memories, unraveling some of the things that happened before. Many details will involve the ending book and the last forbidden technique. If you have any questions, don’t be anxious, and you will give the answer.

Thank you and the scarf are all placed in that chapter in the evening. If I have time to go home, cover my face~
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