I feel like I am almost schizophrenic from this formation.
Looking back behind me, on the left is the Zhu Rongbu I saw in Vladivostok, and on the right is the demon phantom who looks exactly like me, but looks a little gloomy.
The emergence of these two consciousnesses made my head feel like it was about to split open, as if it was suddenly divided into three. There is no way to describe the tearing feeling in words.
And when Zhu Rongbu appeared, the direction of the whole thing seemed to have changed.
Qingluan stopped looking at me. Her attention was all on Zhu Rongbu: "Do you think so too?"
He smiled and replied: "Of course, now it is Gu Yan who is Zhu Rongpu, and now Zhu Rongpu is also Gu Yan. We are one body, and our consciousness and true spirit have long been integrated into one. Of course our thoughts are exactly the same.
Lying in the coffin for more than six hundred years has made me understand some things, Qingluan, the one who really can't let go is actually you."
"It's not that I can't let go, I just can't let go of you."
"I understand, but I am not your exclusive item. You have to let me pursue what I want."
At that time, I didn't know what to say. I could only stand there silently like a bystander.
Qingluan's face couldn't tell what emotion she was feeling now. It was quite dull. He laughed as if he was self-deprecating, then turned to look at the inner demon: "What about you, do you think so too?"
"Shut up. If it weren't for you insisting on your own way, how could I have been struck by the Nine Heavens Demon God's lightning to the point where I was almost out of my mind and have been a living dead in a coffin for six hundred years?"
The inner demon still has the same cold and stern attitude, and he is not polite to Qingluan at all: "Stop meddling in other people's business. From now on, I have nothing to do with you. Whether you live or die, it has nothing to do with you. Get out!"
I think the inner demons are too harsh to say.
If it weren't for Qingluan, I definitely wouldn't be alive now. Not to mention her good intentions, even if she really did something wrong, I wouldn't be qualified to say such things to her.
But I still underestimated Qingluan's state of mind. She had already seen through the nature of her inner demon and didn't care about its words. She came over and asked me again: "So is this the truest thought in your heart?"
I didn't know, and I didn't dare to answer her. I could only lower my head and go to that station as acquiescence.
"From today on, I won't interfere with you anymore."
With a long sigh, Qingqing reached out and waved away the two consciousnesses behind me: "The reason why this formation is real is that it can continuously absorb power from the outside world. Everything that appears in front of you is actually thousands of different things from the outside world.
Inextricably linked.
Just like me, I felt that my consciousness was being pulled by the formation, so I used some means to replace the illusion and appear in front of you in person, so what you see now is indeed the real me."
What Qingluan said was reasonable and well-founded.
But I still have suspicions: "You know, I can't tell the authenticity of your words at all. I don't know if what you are showing is what the formation deliberately wants me to see."
Qingluan didn't even bother to explain. She just stated her thoughts: "That Shen Gongxu is right. The Pond of Rebirth is indeed the formation eye, but it has a shortcoming. It is as unstable as the Pond of Rebirth in the outside world. If you jump rashly,
If you go in, you might really enter reincarnation and never go back."
I still didn't say anything because I couldn't tell the truth from the lie now.
An angry roar sounded behind me, resounding throughout Hades.
I looked back and saw that the spirit of the Great God Xingtian, who was standing tall on the sky and the earth, had been summoned by Shen Gong, and his hands were filled with strong winds, which seemed to tear the entire sky apart.
The reason why Shen Gong summoned the soul of Xingtian was that several powerful consciousnesses appeared around him, and their aura was much more powerful than those of the underworld envoys combined.
The kings of Hades have arrived.
"With such a high degree of compatibility with the remnant soul of Xingtian, this junior of the Shen Gong family really makes me admire him with admiration."
Just a faint glance over there, a few green lights gradually emerged from Qingluan's body, turning into dense tadpole characters.
A faint light door suddenly appeared in the void, which could only allow one person to pass through.
It was like a hole was torn open in the space, and the scene reflected outside the light door was exactly the hotel banquet hall where I was just before I fell into the formation.
"You probably want to come back here, right?"
Qingluan looked at me with that indifferent look: "If I told you that you can leave the formation by entering this door, would you choose to believe me, or would you choose to believe Shen Gongxu and jump into the pool of rebirth and take a risk?"
"I have no idea."
"But you must make a choice as soon as possible, because the consciousness of the Central Ghost Emperor is not far from here."
As he said that, Qingluan gave up his position, allowing the light door to be completely exposed in front of me.
Should we go forward or rush to the right into the pool of rebirth?
I began to hesitate, standing there with a frown on my face, struggling in my heart.
I knew Duan Tian's familiar figure appeared in front of me: "Don't even want to go anywhere, take care of them and capture them!"
"As you command!"
Guan Zheng at this time was different from six hundred years later. He had just experienced Duan Tian being replaced by his inner demon, and he had not yet recovered. He still had a bit of uneasiness and sadness on his face.
After getting Duan Tian's order, he took out a machete from his body and walked towards us.
But after walking a few steps, he immediately stopped after seeing Qingluan's face clearly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief: "Zhu Rong Qingluan? You, you are not..."
"Do you want to ask, why am I here because I was killed by the Central Ghost Emperor?"
Qingluan looked at Guan Zheng with a smile: "I remember you."
"Remember...me..."
Guan Zheng began to speak incoherently, because everyone who had seen Qingluan with their own eyes knew that she was a murderer. Regardless of whether it was a ghost general or a dark envoy, no one would be left alive as long as they dared to appear in front of her.
So when Qingluan raised his hand, Guan Zheng immediately closed his eyes, as if he was welcoming his own death.
It's just that Qingluan's mentality is completely different now. Even in the formation, she has no intention of making things difficult: "You are a sincere subordinate. When Duan Tian was seriously injured, you were the one who fought to take him away, right?"
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While speaking, Qingluan's hand also passed in front of Guan Zheng.
Then Guan Zheng didn't even make a sound, and fell down softly.
Ignoring Duan Tian who was standing aside with a wary face, Qingluan asked me again: "There is still a quarter of a stick of incense left. You must make a choice before the Central Ghost Emperor arrives."
"Zhu Rong Qingluan, don't you think too little of me?"
Duan Tian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted: "I told you, you don't want to go anywhere today!"