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The time of winter in the Qing Qiu Mountains, like a thin layer of snow falling swiftly from the sky, silently glided past, without making the slightest sound.

A few days later, Wang Qingchuan's injuries were still not getting better. The elixirs from the Spiritual World seemed to have no effect at all. She was still unconscious, just like a snow lotus sleeping in winter. Her aura was like wisps of silk, like frost that had been frozen in the dust. Mu Lengqing was still channeling inner Qi for her every day in order to conserve her weak physical strength and vital energy. However, after being severely injured by the black shadow, the Blood Accumulating Frost Poison was still stuck in his chest, slowly devouring the spirit energy of Qing Chuan. Mu Wanqing's heart was burning with anxiety, but she could do nothing about it.

Yun Jiu Tang, Gu Xue Luo, and Murong Yu arrived at the Spirit Creek once again. Seeing the unconscious Wang Qing Chuan lying on the soft bed, her weak body, pale face, and unconscious mind made the three of them feel heartache and discomfort. Yun Jiuchang immediately decided to enter the Wasteland personally and collect the Mysterious Blood Grass to heal his injuries.

Originally, the guard from Spirit Capital had wanted to follow Yun Jiuchang, but Yun Jiu Tang tactfully stopped him. He did not want to startle too many people with the Mysterious Blood Grass after all, it was different from killing beasts in the Great Sea. He had decided to enter the Wasteland to gather Mysterious Blood Grass for Wang Qingchuan because he had always been working hard to protect justice in the Six Realms, especially when it came to killing beasts in the sea. On the way back, he had also been attacked by the black clothed men. This time, he was going to go to the Wasteland to harvest the Mysterious Blood Grass and take it as a form of physical injury to Wang Qingchuan.

After exiting the Spirit Creek, the sky was like a pale white skirt. It gradually darkened, and the oncoming snowstorm became even tighter. Yun Jiuchang quickened his pace, allowing the snow to fall on his body.

Young Master Yun, are you really going to the Wasteland? I heard that it's very dangerous there, "Gu Xueluo followed closely behind. Looking at his determined and steady steps, an inexplicable feeling suddenly arose in her heart.

It was as if there was a bright and beautiful color in the dark sky, causing one's heart to be at ease and relaxed. However, he understood that this was not the time to talk about love and relationships, and as they stood side by side, he said in a deep voice, "Miss Qing Chuan suffered an injury while removing a beast, I cannot sit by and watch. Entering the Wasteland to gather Mysterious Blood Grass is the only hope to save her, I must give it a try. None of us Seven will get away scot-free. Otherwise, how can we face the pain and suffering that we have gone through to get rid of the poor? "

"If that's the case, then I'll accompany you," Gu Xueluo's voice was firm and her gaze was deep. Her elegant face was even more moving because of the decision she had made at that moment. "Don't forget, Qing Chuan is my good friend and best friend."

Murong Dawn stood at the side from afar, and when he heard Gu Xueluo's words, he hurriedly said to them, "Hey, don't forget, count me in as well."

Yun Jiu Tang saw that the two of them were about to head towards the desolate lands as well, and said anxiously: "Don't go, this is not for sightseeing. Although the wasteland is unlike the wild sea that contains ferocious beasts, the environment is vile and full of dangers. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

"Why don't you let us go? Don't tell me you're the only one who has feelings for Miss Qing Chuan?" Gu Xueluo's face was filled with anger, as if she was jealous. "We have even more feelings for Miss Qing Chuan, and we want her to be treated as soon as possible so that we can be together as soon as possible."

"If the three of us go together, what's wrong with it? Besides, if there's anything you need help with, we can take care of each other," Murong Dawn said. "Don't worry, I won't drag you down with me." That attitude seemed to be saying, in an emergency, maybe I can react faster than you guys.

"Alright then," Yun Jiu Tang heaved a sigh of relief. In the end, he could not give up on the two of them, but his gaze turned serious, "However, there's one thing. We only have Profound Blood Grass after we enter the wasteland. We'll return immediately after we harvest it!"

After entering the great wasteland, they once again travelled three people. Right now, this place was still over a thousand miles away from the Wasteland, and they had to pass through the Middle Crooked Rock, Taihua Rock, Jade Wall City, and other places.

Father Shang, a strange and familiar name. To the others in the Six Realms, this was unfamiliar. This was because the Father Altar was an inconspicuous altar among the twelve altars. It was usually quiet and uneventful, as if it never involved itself in conspiracies, conspiracies, massacres, and wars. As far as Taixuan and Shen Jingyang were concerned, no one could bear to look back. Thirteen years ago, there had been a tragic case of a Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest enchantment that had shocked the entire Six Realms. In the Six Realms, the culprit — — the fifth hidden spirit of the exalted Taishang, caused him to commit suicide to atone for his crimes. Even now, the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest was still a painful memory of the Taixuan disciples. It was a place they were unwilling to set foot in. Since it could not lessen the pain brought by the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest, it was better to take a detour.

Shen Jingyang and Yuyin were shuttling back and forth through the dense forest of Shang-La Rocks. The pines were thick and the snow was deep. Their hair, shoulders, and clothes were stained with bits of flying snow and withered branches. The journey of the past few days had made Yu Yin's originally anxious face a little tired. She followed Shen Jingyang into the Great Sea to get rid of the Qiong Qi, which was a journey filled with food and shelter. The two of them had come to the same conclusion and had accumulated a bit of warm memories along the way.

Looking at Yu Yin's thin and weak shoulder and tired face, Shen Jingyang's heart ached a little. The two of them had been hugging each other for many years, going through all kinds of trials and tribulations to this day. In front of the mirror of the ancient jade mirror of the Stardust Court, Yuyin had seen Shen Jingyang's future and had followed him without hesitation. For many years, he only knew that the four sides roamed the world, protecting the safety of the Qing Qiu Mountain. He had also made Yu Yin suffer the hardships of living and sleeping everywhere, and he had never even given her a trace of warmth and sweetness. Now, he was going to the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest to investigate the tragic case of the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest that was enough to shock the entire Six Realms thirteen years ago. Everyone knew that the fifth Concealed Spirit's suicide wasn't the complete truth, but no one was willing to turn over the bizarre past that had been sealed away for so many years. However, even if he didn't believe this evil, in the end, even if he couldn't find anything, he couldn't give up. For it is a matter of justice, love, and morality.

"Yuyin, are you alright? Why don't we rest for a while?" Shen Jingyang asked as he brushed the leaves off Yuyin's head. The leaves were covered with snow and were fluttering with snow, looking extremely beautiful, "From the moment you entered Hanhai, why are you always so depressed? Do you have something on your mind?"

Yu Yin looked at Shen Jingyang with deep emotion. How could she explain this to him? This bright and honest young man in front of her, his heart was filled with melancholy. Was he going to tell her everything that happened in the Mausoleum of Feng? Tell him that his daughter's left shoulder, separated from Madam Taohua, has the exact same scarlet mark? Tell him that he was the long-lost daughter of Lady Taohua? Tell him that Taihua Jadeite is my father? He hadn't yet accepted the fact that there was a thunderbolt in the sky and he still couldn't believe it. How could he let his beloved Shen Jingyang bear such a burden?

Over the years, she seemed to have gotten used to this kind of life. Without her parents' company and the protection of her family, she had buried her desire for family love deep within her heart. During the dozen years she had spent in the Awakening Court, Xu Tingsheng had never mentioned a single detail about her parents to her. Therefore, she stubbornly believed that she no longer had a parent and was living alone in this world. How could she accept telling her that two strangers she had never met were her parents?

What can I worry about? Maybe I'm a little tired from the past few months." Yuyin feigned a carefree expression, trying to hide her feelings of helplessness. She didn't know that after being together for ten years, Shen Jingyang had seen everything clearly. "You know, we girls can't compare to you. We always feel very tired.

"No, you're lying. You've been traveling with me for more than ten years, but have you ever said that you're tired?" Shen Jingyang was certain that there was something on Yu Yin's mind, but if that wasn't the case, why was there so much worry on her face? "From the beginning of the trip to the Great Sea, you've been in a bad mood. As he spoke, he tightly held both of Yu Yin's ice-cold hands in his own, as if he was going to melt her heart and her body.

In an instant, Yu Yin could no longer suppress the depression and pain in her heart for several months. Her tears flowed like a gushing spring as she buried her head into Shen Zhongyang's chest, crying uncontrollably. Shen Jingyang didn't know why, but there was something he could do to make Yu Yin's feelings appear so sorrowful.

"Shining Sun, why, why did they treat me like this?" Yu Yin sobbed, choked with sobs, looking even more pitiful than before. "For the past twenty years, I've been living a good life by myself, so why did they appear in my life like this? I don't need them."

The few sentences that Yu Yin had said caused Shen Jingyang to be confused. He could only stare blankly at the teary Yu Yin who was in his embrace, causing him to slightly calm down.

As a result, in the midst of Yu Yin's wailing, Shen Jingyang heard a fact that he couldn't believe himself: Yu Yin's birth mother was Lady Peach Blossom of the Wind Ridge, and her birth father was the jade ion of the Tai Hua Altar! No! This was too hard to accept! Why is there such a coincidence in the world? Only now did he understand why Yuyin had been depressed and depressed ever since he had arrived at the Mausoleum of Books. It turned out that she had known about the mystery of his many years of life.

That's right, this is something that no one can avoid. Even with your unparalleled divine arts and overturning power, you are unable to avoid your own life. However, he had grown up alone for many years, and it had been extremely difficult for him to grow up. Suddenly, two strangers became his biological parents, so Yu Yin naturally could not accept this.

No matter what, Shen Jingyang thought, he still needed to verify this with Kong Nian Yuan. The scarlet mark on his left shoulder was not enough to explain everything. He looked pitifully at Yu Yin, his eyes filled with tears, and said with deep emotion: "Yu Yin, no matter what, we have to face this fact. After we leave the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest for a few days, we'll return to the Auland Court together and ask the owner about this, then make our plans, okay?" His words were like a gentle spring breeze, instantly melting Yu Yin's hurt, hard heart, making Yu Yin no longer so sad.

Yuyin silently nodded her head. The heavy burden of the past month weighed on her mind like a heavy rock, making it hard for her to breathe. Now that the rock had been moved away for the time being, her mood also became a little more sunny.

Shen Jingyang held Yu Yin's hand and continued traveling through the bamboo forest. He kept looking back at this delicate and tenacious girl. For more than ten years, she had accompanied him by his side without any complaints or regrets. He owed Yu Yin too much and couldn't make up for it. However, he had a mission in mind, so he couldn't help but be ashamed of his loved one for the time being. Perhaps, only when he was alone with Yuyin would he be willing to reveal the hidden secrets deep in his heart. That was something that was not to be trifled with by outsiders, and it was the ironclad promise he had made with Yin Scrolls. It was related to the six realms, and even more so the thousand years of lifeline of the Qing Qiu Mountain as well as the continuation of the fates of the mortal world. But now, he was finally going to tell Yuyin. He wanted to share the secrets in his heart with her:

Back then, when he was struck by Yu Yin's luck, and Yu Yin's father had chased him out of the Tai Hua Altar, he had been passively averse to the world and had fallen to the mortal world. Just when he thought that he was going to waste his life, the Yin Yang treasure scroll appeared in front of him. The moment he had been mercilessly chased away from Taihua Altar, he had extremely detested everyone in the Qing Qiu Mountains. He had thought that they were unscrupulous, hypocritical, and heartless. Yin Bao continued to recount the history of the creation of Taixuan, the bloody battles of the six realms, the devastation of the human world by the Qiongqi of the Great Sea, and the Evil God's annihilation of the human world. Finally, Yin Bao Yun sighed with sorrow as he talked about the 'Heavenly Poison Formation'. The shocking evil web was the nightmare of the people of Qing Qiu Mountain. It was the eternal shadow of the twelve pots of four cities and the place where the color of the Six Realms turned evil.

The Heavenly Poison Formation was located at the bottom of the Taihua Valley, and was the battlefield for the battle of the ancient Zhuang Lu. Back then, the Heavenly Sovereign Feng Feilian and the Rain Master battled with the Raindragon for three days and three nights. After that, after thousands of years of accumulation, the fiendish, evil, and ruthless aura gathered around him. In addition, after hundreds of thousands of years of absorbing the energy of the land in the Qing Qiu mountain, it formed a constantly expanding Ming Xie net. Over the past hundred years, the Ming Xie Sky Poison Array had gradually expanded. If they allowed the Ming Xie Sky Poison Array to expand as it pleased, the evil aura released by the array would kill them all. The capital of the Qing Qiu Mountain Range, the four cities, twelve altars, would be in danger and the human world would suffer a calamity. However, the people in the Qing Qiu mountain were not aware of this, and even the people closest to him, Taihua Altar, were not aware of this. "Since the Six Realms had yet to know of this matter, it was also good that they did not use this as a form of coercion or sabotage to push the Qing Qiu Mountains into an irrecoverable situation.

Because of this, Yin Mo Chen fell into deep worry. He had to think about the ten thousand years of Qing Qiu Mountain and break the Heaven Poison Formation. Shen Jingyang was a rare choice. Thus, when he was at his most depressed and helpless, he accepted the heavy trust of Yin Yang Scroll. It was for the Six Realms, for the common people, for Qing Qiu Mountain, and of course, it was his stubbornness to prove himself. From then on, he pretended to roam the martial arts world and indulge in pleasure just so that he could break the Heaven Poison Formation in the middle of the night.

Every time he thought of this, Shen Huiyang immediately gave his life to forget himself, feeling righteous and righteous. However, from thirteen years ago, he had obtained yet another mission. This mission was something that he had added upon himself, and that was to thoroughly investigate the massacre of the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest. Even after so many years, he could still clearly remember the scene of the tragedy. Devil, Demon, Immortal Realm and Taixuan 's disciples dying in the bamboo forest. He could still clearly remember the tragic scene of the fifth hidden spirit killing itself to quell the anger of the masses. He didn't believe that the fifth hidden spirit that he knew was the murderer, so he swore that he would thoroughly investigate this tragic case and uncover the identity of the culprit behind it.

After he finished, he looked at Yu Yin silently with a calm and collected expression.

"Let's go, the Hundred Miles Bamboo Forest is just ahead." Yu Yin said.

This sentence, which was more than a thousand words, instantly warmed Shen Jingyang's heart.