The dust settled, the mist gradually dissipated, and the breeze slapped everyone's cheeks.

Slapping Wuming's face at Liufo Temple, the fat-headed and big-eared monk did not squint his eyes and smiled this time, but quietly put away the Chen Zhong. Slapping Li Jianqi's face, the little girl licked her lips, staring at Jiang Liuyun's back. Slapping Nan Fengxiu's face, she did not put away the giant shield, but as the fifteenth disciple of the Demon King, her eyes were a little shiny at this time, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

As for Ye Que and Hongdou.

One looked at it with contempt, said a slut, the other looked at it with disdain, said a flashy but unrealistic one.

But no matter how slim and gorgeous it is, it is enough to shock the audience. It is "Qingluan", the top-level king sword in the third level, which is only one step away from the Immortal Sword. Moreover, the green rainbow is not simple. If it is expected, it should be the falling sword-falling style of Shushan.

According to common sense, Jiang Liuyun used the sword-falling stance to use Qingluan to perform the sword-falling stance at least, but it is obvious that Jiang Liuyun used the sword-falling stance to use the sword-falling stance to use the sword-falling stance without flaws. After all, he is the leader of Shushan's generation and the number one star-breaking stance in the cultivation world.

The pavilion in the heart of Mingjing Lake was destroyed, all thirty-seven musical instruments disappeared, and the water in the entire lake was pushed to the shore. A bottomless cave appeared above the destroyed pavilion.

The cave is three meters wide, and there is a faint golden light at the bottom of the cave.

When everyone walked to the entrance of the cave, a wisp of spiritual wave swept over, without any attack power, but it made people tremble. The aftermath of spiritual power was so magnificent, which shows how precious the things under the cave are.

"The artifact river jack should be below." Without thinking, everyone can come up with the answer.

Ye Que did not pass by now, because Hongdou stood by the lake and didn't move. He had walked well, but when the cave appeared and the spiritual wave swept across, Hongdou suddenly froze, as if he had been cast a destined spell.

The disciples of the cultivation world and the soldiers of the demon clan jumped into the cave one after another. At this time, only Ye Que and Hongdou were left.

Seeing Hongdou’s strangeness, Ye Que asked softly, “What’s wrong?”

After a while, Hongdou did not respond. He was stunned for a long time before speaking, "I sensed the artifact under this cave. No matter what happens later, you take care of yourself. I may not be able to take care of you."

Taking a deep breath, Hongdou continued, "Maybe I can't even protect myself."

He didn't give Ye Que a chance to speak at all, Hongdou then said, "There are a few questions that I need to ask you, you must answer me truthfully."

Looking at Hongdou's serious expression, Ye Que forced himself to swallow the words that had already reached his mouth, "You ask, as long as I know, I will definitely tell you that you saved my life and I will not lie to you."

Staring at Ye Que's eyes, Hongdou thought for a while and began to ask, "A few months ago, above the Luo River, you had been attacked by a monster. At that time, there were cunning lizards, water snakes, and blood corpse birds, and a whole ship of monsters. Why did your sword kill only cunning lizards?"

Unexpectedly, Hongdou would ask such a strange question. Ye Que looked at her unexpectedly, then thought about it carefully, and finally said, "Because the cunning lizard is ugly and eye-catching, I didn't have many swords at that time, so I killed it first."

Hongdou nodded and continued to ask, "In Luoyang City, one night, a group of martial artists and three disciples from Shushan besieged you. At that time, you should be able to kill them all, but why did you just scare them away? That night, your sword should have been released more than once."

"Luoyang City? The siege of martial artists and Shushan disciples?" Ye Que frowned, as if he couldn't remember it. He repeated it several times before finally remembering what happened.

That night I accompanied Qian, Calligraphy and Painting to drink, and the night was waving a knife to cut the mess.

A faint smile could not help but curl up at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Que said, "I could indeed kill them all that night, but I was afraid of trouble, and I was boring."

“Is it boring to kill someone?”

"It's really boring to think about it." Hongdou thought for a while, and felt that the answer was acceptable to him, so he continued to ask, "In Luoyang City, there is a Tianmen Taoist Hall. You have performed a set of martial arts on the performance stage of the Taoist Hall and said a sentence."

"I remember the beginning of that passage is that all things in the world are natural, and everyone is born equal. Do you really think that everyone is born equal? ​​What if it is not a human? If it is a demon, or something more terrifying than a demon, do you still have the right to be treated fairly by heaven and earth in this world?"

If those two previous questions surprised Ye Que, then the third question shocked Ye Que, because ordinary people would not ask this. The core of the Hongdou problem is actually not equality between people, but equality between people and non-humans.

After thinking for a while, Ye Que looked at Hongdou, "What is a human among all things in the world? Things that have thoughts, wisdom, and self can all be called humans. Humans, demons, and demons are just disguised statements. There is no essential difference. At least for heaven and earth, they are all children of heaven and earth, so they are naturally born equal."

"What you mean is that all the living creatures in this world are humans?" Hongdou obviously had some inexplicable resistance to this title.

"If you think the word 'man' is not enough to encompass all races, then, what about the creatures? All living things in the world are creatures, and creatures are created equal." Ye Que raised his hand and wrote two words in the air, and the handwriting was vivid.

"Life?"

"Living creatures are born equal?"

Hongdou repeated it silently twice, then stopped worrying about this issue, looked at Ye Que again, as if there was still a question to ask, but he opened his mouth but did not make a sound.

"If you want to ask, ask whatever you want, hesitate, it's not like your style." Ye Que was like chatting with an old friend. How long did you know Hongdou? Do you know what the style of the girl is? But when you say this, neither Ye Que nor Hongdou felt it was abrupt.

"Okay, then I'll ask you, when I was on the Black Wasteland, I saw a black spear with blood-colored spiritual patterns. Is it yours?" Hongdou finally asked.

"Black spear? What gun?"

"Then that spear turned into you."

Ye Que looked like he suddenly realized, then nodded, "Has the spear turned into me? That should be my pole, that's right."

"How did you do it? How could the spiritual realm use the magical power of space displacement?" Hongdou looked puzzled.

"That is the Tantric Transformation, a special mantra. The black spear you see is only part of the mantra. I also drew a blood-colored spiritual pattern in another place. The two perceived each other and then detonated the mantra to achieve short-distance migration. In fact, this is not a space displacement in the strict sense. Only those with great supernatural powers above the Apocalypse Realm can suddenly realize the laws of space." Ye Que explained to Hongdou in detail.

"What after you have completed the transfer? Do you still remember what happened?" After hearing Ye Que's explanation, Hongdou asked immediately, speaking very fast and his voice was extremely small, as if he was afraid that others would hear it, and he seemed a little reluctant to speak.

"after?"

Ye Que frowned, as if trying to recall, and then said, "I can't remember it, I really can't remember it. I should have fallen into a coma directly. The special magic of Tantric Buddhism in the spiritual realm caused great damage to me, and I was exhausted at that time. It was already very lucky to be able to successfully complete the transfer of shapes and objects."

"I really can't remember?" Hongdou asked again.

Ye Que shook his head affirmatively.

"It's better not to remember it in the future." Hongdou muttered, his face turned red, as if he remembered the way Ye Que smashed into his arms. His hand clearly moved twice at that time. Could it be his own illusion?

"Okay, I'll finish asking."

Before Ye Que could see his expression, Hongdou turned around and stepped into the small lake of Mingjing. The bottom of the lake was smooth as jade, and it was a little uncomfortable when it stepped on it, but Hongdou's steps were extremely light.

"What do you ask about this mean?"

Ye Que chased after a few steps, but his body had just improved and he didn't walk fast. In addition, the pebbles under his feet were wet and smooth. Not to mention catching up with Hongdou, he was left behind in a few steps.

Hearing the footsteps behind him getting farther and farther away, Hongdou finally stopped, turned his head slightly, looked at Ye Que, who was panting, his face was still cold and tense, and then suddenly the corners of his mouth curled upwards, and he seemed to have a smile in a trance.
Chapter completed!