Updated: 2013-07-12

This is not, that is not......

At this moment, beads of sweat the size of beans had begun to secrete on Yi Ling's forehead, and the beads of sweat continued to condense and become bigger and bigger, while the final validity period of Yi Ling's Impermanence 1 skill became less and less......

Time slipped away quietly, until the last book on the bookshelf was picked up and put down by Yi Ling.

The covers of all the books had been quickly skimmed through by Yi Ling, and Yi Ling did not find the answer he was looking for.

Wait a minute......

It seems that a detail has been overlooked.

A flash of thought appeared in Yi Ling's mind!

Every time he picked up the book, there were faint stripes on the shelves, could it be that the secret of the spell was hidden there?!

Without further ado, Yi Ling immediately interrupted what was in his mind and took down all of them, and there were more than 500 copies!

When all the shelves are taken down, the lines on the bookshelves are all displayed in front of Yi Ling's eyes!

What the lines depict is a huge book, at least in Yi Ling's impression, such a large book does not exist. According to Yi Ling's speculation, this may be the font commonly used in the Xia Continent in the world of "Destruction" a long time ago, or the impermanence has a secret that they do not want to be known and peeped into by outsiders, and then created this font for impermanence.

Such a large book, and it is made of lines, what is hidden in it?!

Yi Ling tentatively leaned his hand in the direction of the lines, and then his hand directly touched the huge frame with it. There is not the slightest feeling, and it is extremely flat.

Burnt out.

Now Yi Ling has vividly displayed this idiom.

“720！”

"Open Sesame!"

"Watermelon open the door!"

"Impermanence Opens the Door"

"Jackfruit!"

"Turtle Sect Qigong Wave!"

"Wolf Tooth Wind Fist!"

“……”

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Yi Ling shouted the 'incantations' in his impression at the huge book, but there was no response, no matter how much he tossed, the book did not react.

Yi Ling gave up the use of spells and began to study the 'book' carefully.

The edge of the book with a light black border is printed with four characters that Yi Ling does not recognize, next to the words is a faint golden sun, then a big tree, a small flower, a small grass, and then a woman dancing with butterflies among the flowers. The woman in the painting is extremely beautiful, at least in Yi Ling's cognition, a woman of this level of beauty will not exist in this world full of filth and sin. With her long black hair, her eyelashes, and her crystal clear eyes, even if the current 'she' is only painted, it can't change her innate unique temperament. The ruddy face, the petite and cute cherry lips, the delicate nose, the slender legs and slender jade arms, and the delicate jade body wrapped in a feather coat......

Yi Ling gradually looked at the past, and even forgot what he was going to do first.

The beautiful and tragic picture made Yi Ling's heart ache faintly, because there was a long red mark on the neck of the fairy in the painting!

Don't...... This is the Qu Chen that the Impermanent Ancestor told him? Wan Teng's mother!

This...... What is it? These words seem to be easy to recognize!

Next to the fairy in this painting, there are several rows of small characters that are almost completely gone, after Yi Ling's careful identification and speculation, these rows should be: My dear Qu Chen, I don't know how to face you after I die. When you were born, I only cared about my own face, and did not cherish you properly, and when you died, I found that my heart had already been completely occupied by you, and other things had no way to occupy an inch of space in my heart. I'm sorry, I hurt you, and I hurt your only flesh and blood, Wan Teng. Your birthday is July 20th, today, it is your death day, I killed 720 good people, I want them to accompany you, so that you will not be so lonely in the other world. At the same time, my heart was also cone 720 times, killing people is not what I want, but for you, my favorite Qu Chen, even if I want to slaughter thousands or ten thousand people, what does it matter?! I've tried to find the names of all 720 people, and I've written them all down in a book that has everything I've learned that year. Their corpses, I will take to a place that no one knows about at all, and pay tribute to them on July 20 every year. After all, their deaths were caused by me, and they were all innocent victims, just like you, just like Wanteng...... And I am the most hateful culprit.

Yi Ling already understands all of the above.

Killing 720 people in one day is a bit bloody, a bit violent.

Just like the Impermanence Ancestor said, Qu Chen, Wan Teng, and those 720 people are innocent.

But did the Impermanent Ancestor really do something wrong?! His fault was not caused by him alone, he caused only a small part of it, and the people who really made the mistake were the people who made the Impermanence Ancestor wrong, that is, those of the Mensi family. No one is willing to turn into a demon themselves.

That's right! After carefully reading the big typesetting again, Yi Ling finally knew what the answer to this mystery was......

Yi Ling began to pick up the books that had just been thrown to the ground by him, picking them up one by one, in the process of picking up, Yi Ling was still counting, counting how many books there were, if it was really as he guessed, then, maybe he could go to the ghost domain within the effective time of Impermanence Fu 1 and save Jin Impermanence Xiaoluo!

1, 2, 3, 4...... 500 copies, 501 copies...... 719 copies, 720 copies!

"Sure enough...... Yi Ling secretly praised himself a few times in his heart, and then began to quickly rummage through the page where the name of the person was written in the 720 books......

The first book... Zuo Shiquan, the second book... Pan Tengshun, the third book... Yang Fukang, the fourth ......

After the night when the name of the 720 books was found by Yi Ling, Yi Ling would tear it off as quickly as he could and put it at his feet.

When Yi Ling tore off all the pages of the 720 books marked with people's names, the deadline for Impermanence 1 was less than 5 minutes. I have to say that Yi Ling's speed is definitely fast enough!

"Xiaoluo, wait for me ......"

Holding the thick stack of papers, Yi Ling came to the outside of the Cave of Impermanence, and pieced together each piece of paper with the name of an innocent person in the shape of the strange big book on the bookshelf just now. Something unexpected happened again in Yi Ling's surprise......

When all the pages were laid out together, it was as if a small whirlwind appeared on the ground, rolling all the pages together, and the pages were all torn apart in the whirlwind, turning into pieces of paper, then confetti, and finally into powder. Then they coalesced together again and became a large 'piece of paper', which floated in mid-air, releasing a dazzling white light......

The corners of Yi Ling's mouth were slightly hooked, and he jumped forward, slamming his body into the piece of paper that released dazzling white light.

Without any barrier, Yi Ling entered the piece of paper, and the dazzling white light disappeared, replaced by boundless darkness. At this time, 29 minutes have passed since Yi Ling used Impermanence 1, that is, there are only 3 minutes of effective time left for Impermanence 1.

The area of the Ghost Domain is not particularly large, at least not like the one in the Nameless Ghost Domain.

The ravines on the ground, that's what the battle spirit caused last time......

No, why didn't you feel the breath of Xiaoluo and the fighting spirit?

Yi Ling's heart suddenly rose a little uneasy, could it be that during the time he left the ghost realm, something unexpected happened?

Immediately, Yi Ling summoned the remnants of blood and flew into the air, flying at a superfast speed, looking for everything below.

If he didn't see the figure of the battle spirit, the current Yi Ling wouldn't care about anything, and if he didn't see the beautiful figure of Jin Wuchang, the uneasiness in Yi Ling's heart increased many times!

Wait a minute...... What is that lying on the ground?

It was a woman with long flowing hair, covered in a golden gown, her skin as white as snow, and her face covered with a golden mask that only covered half of her face.

The familiar figure, the familiar mask......

Xiaoluo!

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