The door opened, but no one came out. While Xiao Han and Xuanyuan Qingyun were puzzled, two black shadows floated out of the room, and stripes gradually appeared on the ground of the hall. Finally, the patterns gradually gathered together to form a complex pattern, like a quaint rune.

"Spiritual gathering array!" Xuanyuan Qingyun said, "The formation that seals the wandering souls. In this magic array, the wandering souls can move at will, but at the same time they are sealed into the magic array and cannot escape the constraints of the spirit gathering array."

The patterns on the ground emitted a bright light, covering a large area. The hall was shrouded in a faint white light curtain. The two black shadows gathered in the center of the spiritual gathering array, slowly forming a human form. The figure became clearer and clearer, and finally became the image of a handsome boy.

The young man was wearing a white dress, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, but he was not like a man in the mortal world. He exuded a flowing and ethereal aura, which made people feel very close.

Xuanyuan Qingyun's shoulders trembled. The boy was clearly the boy in the portrait left by his grandmother. Since his grandmother entered the holy land, the portrait has been kept in her room. Xuanyuan Qingyun has seen it several times and naturally remembers it very clearly.

"You are here." The young man said calmly, his tone as if he was talking to two old friends.

Xiao Han and Xuanyuan Qingyun nodded involuntarily.

Xiao Han asked, "Are you Yao Yue?" Yao Yue has lived for at least a few hundred years. In his impression, even if Yao Yue is not old, she will not be so young.

"Yao Yue?" The young man frowned, as if thinking about something, but after a long time, he asked blankly, "Who is Yao Yue? This name seems very familiar, Yao Yue, who is Yao Yue?" The young man grabbed his hair in pain.

Xiao Han and Xuanyuan Qingyun looked at each other, Xiao Han was stunned. Could it be that he had lost his memory? He could not remember anything? If this is true, it could explain why he did not go to Xuanyuan Qingyun's grandmother after defeating the two tribes. Xiao Han asked tentatively: "You really don't know who Yao Yue is? Then what's your name?"

"What's my name? What's my name?" The boy was still confused, with a look of pain on his face, "Who is Yaoyue? Who am I?"

Xiao Han guessed in his heart that the young man in front of him should be Yao Yue, and he should have lost his memory and could not remember what happened before, so he did not look for Xuanyuan Qingyun's grandmother after defeating the two tribes. But the question arises again, why did Yao Yue lose his memory? If his amnesia was caused by someone, who had such a powerful force? And the Temple of the Demon Moon, why did it sink into the island? With such a huge scale of the Temple, not one or two masters could sink it into the island. Even Yao Yue himself probably did not have such a powerful force.

Also, Yao Yue is dead. From the spirit gathering array, we can see that Yao Yue is now just his wandering soul. So who killed him? Who turned him into a wandering soul? Who sets this spirit gathering array? The soul cannot set up a spirit gathering array for itself. Is someone deliberately imprisoning Yao Yue's soul here? Or is there another reason?

Xiao Han’s previous doubts were not resolved, and there were a lot of doubts in his heart. Xiao Han pointed at Xuanyuan Qingyun and said to the young man: “Do you know her?”

The young man turned his godless eyes to Xuanyuan Qingyun, showing a look of confusion and thought. After a long time, the young man murmured: "Who are you? I think you are so familiar." The young man unconsciously looked at the mural hanging on the wall, revealing a look of confusion and nostalgia, "You seem to her, but you are not her. Who is she? Why do I feel this way."

Xuanyuan Qingyun's body trembled, and a burst of sorrow appeared in his heart. I didn't know whether it was to feel the experience of the boy or to lament the impermanence of the world. Xiao Han felt more and more certain in his heart. The boy in front of him must be the demon moon. If he was not very familiar with him, it would be difficult to distinguish the difference between Xuanyuan Qingyun and the people in the portrait.

"That's my grandma. Do you know her?" Xuanyuan Qingyun asked.

"Your grandma? Who is your grandma?" Yao Yue asked in confusion.

"Lin Yueying, the saint of the Yue clan. Do you know her?" Xuanyuan Qingyun's hand held the Xuanyuan sword in his hand tightly, trembling constantly. Xiao Han could see that Xuanyuan Qingyun was very nervous.

"Lin Yueying, Yueying, what a familiar name." Yao Yue lowered his head and thought, frowned, and finally shook his head, "I don't know, who is Lin Yueying? Lin Yueying." Yao Yue's eyes were blank. That confused expression made people feel sad.

Xuanyuan Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and held Xuanyuan Sword's hand and relaxed. But a feeling of loss arose in her heart. She didn't know why. She knew that Yao Yue no longer knew her grandmother, so she should be happy, but she didn't understand why she felt empty. Grandma had always cherished Yao Yue's portrait. Grandma might have always loved Yao Yue. Even if that was not love, at least Yao Yue was a very important person in Grandma's life. But now that person forgot her, completely, and couldn't even remember her name. Xuanyuan Qingyun felt that it was not worth it for her grandmother, so she looked up at Xiao Han, and suddenly felt ache in her heart. Could she have such a fate?

Lin Yueying, Yao Yue, Yue Clan, Xiao Han seemed to have guessed something, and asked in Xuanyuan Qingyun's ear: "What kind of tribe is the Moon Clan? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Xuanyuan Qingyun was a little absent-minded and said casually: "The Moon Clan is a branch of the Xuanyuan Clan. Its strength is the most powerful among the six branches of the Xuanyuan Clan. It is my grandmother's tribe."

The marriage of tribes triggered Yao Yue's resistance? Or was Xuanyuan Huangdi snatched love with his sword, and Yao Yue was angry and revenge? Perhaps only those people at the time knew about these things. Now Yao Yue has lost his memory, and the only person in touch is probably Xuanyuan Qingyun's grandmother. However, since he has been chasing this place and seeing Yao Yue, Xiao Han feels that there is no need to continue chasing. Why continue chasing? Is it just to satisfy his curiosity? Compared to the emotional entanglements in the past, Xiao Han wants to know more about Yao Yue and his martial arts. Because his martial arts are surprisingly similar to himself, maybe he can get some help from him.

Yao Yue returned to peace from the panic and helplessness just now, looking at Xiao Han quietly, as if she wanted to see something from Xiao Han. Her sharp gaze shocked Xiao Han, as if she had seen through all her thoughts. At this moment, Yao Yue was no longer the boy who had lost her memory, but a person with deep scheming and scheming. Even Xiao Han couldn't tell which one was the real Yao Yue.

"Young man, as long as you help me do two things, I can meet your requirements." Yao Yue said lightly. Although Yao Yue looks very young and is only in her twenties, he has lived for hundreds of years, so it is not difficult for him to accept being a young man.

After hearing Yao Yue's words, Xiao Han was extremely shocked. Did he know what he was thinking?

"Don't be surprised, I just want to know if you can help me." Yao Yue looked at Xiao Han, terriblely calm.

"What do you want me to do?" Xiao Han asked.

"The first thing is to help me destroy this temple, and the second thing is to help me restore my memory." Yao Yue said.

"Destroy the temple? Why?" Xiao Han asked in confusion.

Yao Yue looked around and sighed: "I have been in this temple for hundreds of years. I don't know how this temple was built at the beginning. For hundreds of years, I have been very familiar with every corner of the temple. My consciousness can reach every corner of the temple. I don't understand why I want to destroy it. There is a huge aura under it, which makes people feel scared. This temple was built to suppress it. The entire temple is a magic circle, and the dead souls gathered together.

Resentment is used to suppress that breath. Now, that breath is gradually weakening. After a while, the breath should disappear. But I intuitively felt that it was wrong for me to do this. I want to release that breath. Although this is just a subconscious thought, and I don’t even know why, I think I must do this. Although I can only exist for three days after the temple is destroyed, there is a voice in my mind that if I don’t destroy the temple, the consequences will be even more terrible."

Xiao Han was silent. For Xiao Han, he had no sense of crisis at all. He just regarded this as a mission released by the NPC. Xiao Han asked: "Then what can I get?"

"All you want includes martial arts, including equipment."

"equipment?"

Yao Yue spread his right hand, and when he lit up, three rings appeared. Xiao Han swept it casually, and was shocked. The three rings were the three remaining parts of the Immortal Secret Set, the three rings.

"This is a prepaid reward. After you complete this task, I will give you three attributed stones. Of course, it also includes how to combine Chiyou Blood Sutra and Xuanyuan Jue." Yao Yue's words were like a bombshell. Xiao Han could not hide his shock. Unexpectedly, Yao Yue had so many parts for intercepting immortals. With these three rings, his Immortal Seal Set was considered a collection of his Immortal Seal Set. If he was right, those three attributed stones were the remaining three crystals with attributes. Although Xiao Han didn't know what these crystals were useful, Xiao Han understood that these crystals were closely related to the Immortal Seal Set. Perhaps, with these five crystals, it might be possible that there would be any changes in the Immortal Seal Set.

"Okay, I'll take on this task."
Chapter completed!