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Chapter 870 Questioning the Heart
When the girl in green vine skirt rode on the insect girl and carried the medicinal jade, they flew north quickly to look for someone.

Xue Zhongzhu has returned to the Yangxin Palace.

Inside the gate of Yangxing Palace, there was a hazy fog, and Xue Zhongzhu could not be seen making any moves. After only a few steps, he arrived at the center of the palace.

She seemed to be very familiar with this hall, and the white fog allowed her to pass.

In the center of this place, there is a small pond, which looks like a spring, with gurgling spring water bubbling out. However, the underwater situation is not clear because there is a thick white fog accompanying the spring water, which comes out of the spring, overflows the small pond, and rolls into the surrounding space.

There were several white marble benches placed randomly around the small pond.

There seems to be a small rockery in the middle of the pond. When you look closer, it seems to be a human-shaped statue. It is already broken and the face cannot be made out. Judging from the curve of the waist, it seems to be a woman.

At this moment, a woman in white was standing in the pool, with her ankle with the bell just submerged below the water surface.

It’s Yu Nianyuan.

I don’t know if the spring water was not deep or if her body was floating on the water.

The spring water under her feet seemed to be obscured by white mist, and her figure could not be seen clearly at the moment.

All you can hear is the sound of flowing water.

The white mist in the Hall of Mental Cultivation seemed to come from the mist coming out of this spring.

But at this moment, something strange happened in the small pond.

Xue Zhongzhu came all the way here, listening to the strange bell ringing and seeing the white mist being shattered into thinner pieces by the bell sound and dissipating. She frowned.

At this moment, she rushed to the hot spring pool without stopping, looking around in confusion.

The pool water trembled slightly, and the white mist was shaken along with it, like egg white shaken in a cup, causing the "turbid" and "clear" to separate.

The sound of the bell came one after another from the depths of the hall, like sound waves, and every time it came, the spring water in the pool rippled.

Even Yu Nianyuan's body standing in the pond shook slightly.

What made Xue Zhongzhu clench his fists even more was that these bursts of bell sounds not only "repelled" the white mist, but also caused beams of light to emerge from the bodies of the second junior sister and her when they passed through their bodies.

Above Yu Nianyuan's head, a black beam of light was faintly outlined by the repetitive bell sounds.

Xue Zhongzhu looked up above his head and saw a column of purple gas rising into the sky.

The two women's air columns were very conspicuous in the white fog.

Xue Zhongzhu looked down at the spring and asked angrily.

"What's going on with this bell sound? Is he the one making it? Is there anyone else in the hall?"

"Who else but him?" Yu Nianyuan's tired voice came: "This bell is strange, it has some Taoist meaning, it restrains the Yangxin Palace."

After a pause, she was also puzzled:

"It's somewhat similar to the old musician's tactics. Did he get the [Emperor Wen]? Or did he collude with the pseudo-Zhou court? Did he go to Luoyang and get magical powers?"

Xue Zhongzhu suddenly stopped talking as if he was thinking of something.

He stepped into the pool and walked to a white jade chair and sat down.

His blue eyes stared straight at the sometimes hot and sometimes cold spring water under his feet, his cheeks puffed up slightly, and he spoke word by word:

"Second Junior Sister, don't be distracted. I am here to help you. I don't believe that he can match the clear sword hearts of two top-grade Qi Refiners. How can he, a swordsman, have such an extraordinary and indomitable will..."

The face of the candle in the snow was obscured by the rapidly gathering white mist, as if it had merged into the pool water together with Yu Nianyuan.

When the two of them entered the game to host the event, they seemed to be able to distract themselves a little to talk and communicate.

Yu Nianyuan asked with some concern:

"I'm fine. The Conscience Game is about some past events... What about Senior Sister? Can you withstand the Conscience Game?"

"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself."

Yu Nianyuan was speechless when he heard Xue Zhongzhu's decisive words from the side.

"Oh no, this bell sound is strange. He broke through the situation too quickly, much faster than us. The white fog can't stop him. He is approaching us quickly, and it seems that he knows our position. It must be the cultivation light column that leaked it..."

The candle in the snow has a hot temper:
"He is not here in person. He is just a false projection. We are thousands of miles away. The real world is like a natural chasm. Even if he uses the magic of the Yangxin Palace to get close to us, what can he do? We still have the protection of the pool. Although the host of the Yangxin Palace will also fall into the heart-searching game, the strength of the heart-searching game is not high. We will lead the Yangxin Palace and do our best to deal with him. The closer he gets to us, the more seriously he will be affected by the white fog.

"His bell sounds are strange, but they will consume him. There is a limit to it. But here in the Yangxin Palace, as long as the two of us can maintain our resolve, the white fog will be endless. Let's see how long his awakening bell can last. As one grows stronger, the other loses. We just need to stabilize the white fog and trap him, and wait for Sixth Junior Sister to catch the real person... In short, everything is still in the previously arranged plan. We are already invincible. As long as the time drags on, the more advantageous it will be for us."

Yu Nianyuan stopped talking.

On the other side of the candle in the snow, her eyes were closed tightly and her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

As expected, as soon as she closed her eyes, she came to the familiar scene again.

This was also the "dead end" that had been haunting her sword heart like a nightmare in the past.

It was not the first time I encountered this "sword thief" in Dagu Mountain, nor was it the brief fight in Huang Xuan's courtyard in Xingzifang that day...

This "dead end" is not a series of fierce fights with that person, nor is it a verbal battle.

Although the Yangxin Palace has little influence on people like her who control it, it seems to have an extremely rational insight into the human heart and knows exactly where the most vulnerable place is, so the pictures and choices it presents also hit directly there.

Xue Zhongzhu's face looked a little numb as he looked at the thunder rolling in front of him.

Looking at the tall and thin young man's figure under the thunder.

There are people who can withstand the thunder.

Even though it was not the first time he had seen it, Xue Zhongzhu still found it ridiculous.

Although this person is someone she hates deeply.

At this moment, Xue Zhongzhu was once again at the Twin Peaks of that day, standing under the high platform with Wu Daozi and others, and watched step by step as that man took on the heavenly thunders one by one.

Xue Zhongzhu felt Wu Daozi's steps taking a slight step back.

That was the hint.

Xue Zhongzhu did not look at Mr. Wu, but continued to look up at the young man in Confucian robes who was slowly descending under the thunderclouds.

For a moment, she had an extremely strong urge to rush up and kill him.

But for some reason, I couldn't move.

Just as half of Wu Daozi's body was burning, the tentacles of the black yellow earth dragon also spontaneously ignited, and the earth escape magic was about to be activated.

Xue Zhongzhu looked down at the khaki halo at his feet.

About to be teleported away.

Xue Zhongzhu knew that she had to stay. If she didn't want to leave her inner demon behind, she couldn't run away!
As the eldest lady of Yunmeng Jianze, how can I run away?

Xue Zhongzhu didn't know why, but a hint of hesitation flashed through his heart.

The next moment, time went back and the deadlock continued.

She came under the thundercloud again and looked up at the young man in Confucian robes who was "once again" experiencing the thunder tribulation.

This "dead end" seems unremarkable.

As long as she walks out of the khaki teleportation circle, she can stay.

But Xue Zhongzhu hesitated.

She tried to act resolute, but she was still stuck in a deadlock. She hadn't broken free, she was still stuck in this sentence, unable to move forward.

Xue Zhongzhu really hates this kind of hypocritical feeling.

At this moment, she returned to the original place and came to the moment when Wu Daozi was about to teleport them a hundred miles away. She stared at the light circle in front of her and tried hard to lift her feet.

But this time, before she could take a step forward.

The candle in the snow returned to the starting point again.

The deadlock continues.

Continue to choose.

Xue Zhongzhu suddenly became angry.

why?
Why did a simple lift of her foot trap her?

Why did she choose to escape after the thunder ended? !
If he had stayed at that time, even if he died, he would not have left behind such a demon in his heart, nor would his sword heart have been so tarnished.

Even thinking directly from her heart, an idea that was even more difficult for her to say was that Ouyang Lianghan dared to bear the thunder tribulation that almost killed him alone, and she, who always looked down on the sword thief and the child husband of her seventh junior sister, did not even dare to face a seriously injured person who had endured the thunder tribulation, but instead chose to run away timidly at the first opportunity.

The more open and straightforward one's character is and the more he does not deceive himself, the more he realizes this and the more painful it is.

This "questioning of conscience" given by the Yangxin Palace was something that Xue Zhongzhu found difficult to tell her fellow apprentice sisters.

Not to mention that every time I have an experience, as long as there are momentary complex emotions, they will be repeated over and over again, as if they are intensified.

The back of Xue Zhongzhu's hand trembled slightly.

This step seems to be even more difficult to break than the realm of heaven and man in Shenzhou.

In other words, if you don’t take this step, you will never be able to enter the next level.

That day, that man helped her and everyone else on the field to bear the thunder from the sky, but after that day, that man's figure became the "thunder from the sky" that she had to face.

The Yangxin Palace does not nourish the mind, but is rather annoying and heart-destroying.

At this moment, the game starts again.

Under the high platform of the main cave of Xunyang Grottoes, the candle in the snow stood still, her eyes flashing, until half of Mr. Wu's paper man's body and the roots of the black and yellow earth dragon were burning. The khaki light circle surrounded her body again. She seemed to stand still as if by default and was taken away by teleportation. Her eyes went black... Then, a new game started again, returning to the starting point.

But this time, at the moment when Xue Zhongzhu returned to the "new beginning", she suddenly drew her sword, rushed straight into the sky, and rushed towards the young man in Confucian clothes and the thunder behind him, against the crowd who were afraid of the thunder.

Xue Zhongzhu just felt a fearless spirit rising in his heart, but the next moment...

Her body returned to the starting point again.

It starts all over again.

Xue Zhongzhu stood there in a daze, and there seemed to be a magic voice in his ears:
No, you didn’t dare go there at that moment.

You were completely defeated at that time, like a frightened bird, afraid of both the thunder and that person.

Without the courage you have to deceive yourself right now...

This Yangxin Palace seemed to be mocking her.

Xue Zhongzhu began to tremble all over.

She had tried a thousand things.

Ignoring the rapidly changing scenes around her, the Lady of Yunmeng stood there, like a broken sword, her hair covering her face, her red lips mumbling in a dream:

"Why do you... why do you dare to withstand the thunder? Why do you turn around without hesitation? Aren't you afraid of being killed or letting us go? Could it be that you did it just to break my state of mind... You... Are you the most hypocritical person in the world, or the most courageous person..."

When Xue Zhongzhu was immersed in a dead end, some calls came from outside.

At this moment, the number of bell ringing is still close to one hundred.

"Sister? Senior sister?"

In the foggy pool, Yu Nianyuan tried to escape and shouted a few times.

Xue Zhongzhu sat in his seat, lowered his head slightly, and did not answer.

Yu Nianyuan's voice was a little anxious:
"Why is Senior Sister a little lax? Pay attention! He is going to use the sound of the bell to break out. He is going to break out..."

The candle in the snow still did not respond.

There were clearly only the two of them in the hall at this moment, but Yu Nianyuan seemed to sense something and quickly concentrated his energy to stabilize the small spring pool.

Not far away, a group of condensed human-shaped fog was still approaching the small pond and gradually approaching the two women.

The human-shaped fog vaguely outlined the figure of a man, with a dot of sky-blue light between his eyebrows, and the sound of the long-lasting bell seemed to be coming from it...

This is how it appears to outsiders.

However, at this moment, in Ouyang Rong's vision, he found that he seemed to have come to the deepest part of the hall.

I saw the strange pool and the two women in it.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's face was a little serious. The bell had already rung a hundred times, and there were eight more to go. [One hundred and eight bell rings] also had a time limit, and he had not yet reached the length of the old musician.

If he cannot completely break through this strange white fog while the bell rings, he will be trapped here for a short period of time.

As for the physical body, if the "heart" is slow to return, there might be danger. For example, if "Liu Aliang" disappears during the day, he will definitely be discovered by the Yue women.

Moreover, the original body currently had the Peach Blossom Spring map open, with the snow-white sword in it.

Fortunately, however, he had already approached the core of this strange palace and found someone.

The [Han Shi] hanging upside down above his head was still ringing the bell. Ouyang Rong quickened his pace and immediately walked forward.

Two female figures were seen, each with a pillar of spiritual light emerging from their heads.

Ouyang Rong's eyes first fell on the tall woman on the white jade bench. Purple air was rising into the sky above her head, making her very conspicuous.

Although he could only see a rough shape in the white fog, for Ouyang Rong, who was familiar with Miss Zhishuang, he easily recognized her as a stubborn female monarch. Of course, the most important factor was the purple light column.

Although he didn't know why this palace could win his "heart", it was certain that this deadly situation tonight was set up by Miss Zhishuang, and the core of the formation must be in her hands.

After realizing this, Ouyang Rong did not hesitate at all, and the sky-blue light particles between his eyebrows suddenly burst into light!

At the same time, the 101st bell rang.

"珰——!"

The sound of huge bells and huge drums spread out, and the white mist dissipated again, revealing a small spring pond on the ground.

Taking advantage of the fact that the white mist had not yet formed a new situation for him to question his conscience, Ouyang Rong stepped into the pool and at the same time reached out to grab the bowed-headed woman who looked like a candle in the snow.

His fingers touched her golden hair that flowed like mist.

The next moment, he faintly heard the screams of other girls nearby.

There was no time to react as the fog that had originally dissipated around them suddenly rushed towards the two people, one standing and one sitting.

Ouyang Rong lost all vision in an instant.

The world is spinning, and things are changing.

When he opened his eyes again, it was a new place... vaguely familiar.

(End of this chapter)