Will you die for the Tao?

  "You're really something," At this moment, the drought demon actually started shaking its head and speaking, its pair of eyes that were originally calm and collected had a faint red glow under the night sky, looking inexplicably eerie.

  Douslin couldn't speak anymore, and even a slight curl of her lips would cause more cracks in her body. Now her face was also starting to crack open, with black fine lines spreading across that originally handsome and clean face.

  Stillness. Even the sound of the wind is gone.

  Du Sulin felt a piercing pain all over her body, but she knew that it was still not enough. The Yang energy she had gathered was still insufficient to make the drought demon mortal in one hit under the current conditions. Such a move, she probably wouldn't have a second chance.

  The withered head shook faster and faster, until almost the entire body was convulsing, but a dark red glow emanated from his body. Finally, when the convulsions reached a certain frequency, they suddenly stopped. On his chest, a pair of hands grew out, no, more accurately, they should be described as cow-hoof-like hands. Looking at his feet again, they had transformed into lion-like paws. The original human hands looked like a baby's hands in comparison to the cow-hoof and lion-paw.

  From the bottom up, a pair of horns like sharp cones grew out on the top of the drought demon's head, and its pupils slowly turned into white irises, extremely pale. A tail behind it kept swishing back and forth. Its body also expanded quite a bit.

  This is the true form of the drought demon!

  Du Sulin was secretly astonished and bitter, astonished that the true form of the drought demon was such a strange and inhuman appearance, and bitterly laughing at himself for probably having encountered all the things his ancestors had never met before, this luck was good enough.

  Hanba had just transformed into his true form and was charging towards Du Siling. This time, he didn't rely on his legs, but instead landed on all fours, like a fierce lion. Du Siling couldn't avoid him, originally planning to grit her teeth and endure it, but when she stared at Hanba's pupils that only had white without any black, her heart suddenly felt a jolt of inspiration.

  Insufficient yang energy, why not use yin energy? This is a great place to gather yin energy! Yin and yang can complement and transform each other after all.

  After this clarity, gritting his teeth, the gathered yang energy was suddenly controlled in one place, tightly compressed. The eyes stared at the violent yang energy in Du Si Lin's hand, constantly shrinking until it finally turned into a fist-sized ball. At this moment, the sky and earth lost their color, and it was also at this moment that the drought demon arrived!

  A scarlet glow burst forth from his body, but he had not anticipated that this was originally a fatal blow intended for Du Shilin, yet it ended up serving as the final nail in Du Shilin's coffin.

  His Chihiro Senri gave Du Sulin's insufficient Yang energy the greatest supplement, and due to the destruction of the surrounding environment, the Yinchi Pool no longer existed, and the accumulated Yin energy was also brought out and assimilated by Du Sulin. For the first time, the drought demon truly smelled the taste of death.

  "Do you know what the consequences will be if you do this? You'll die too!" He looked at Du Sulin, who was shining like a scorching sun, and began to feel fear from the bottom of his heart. As a Jiao, his soul had long since transcended the six paths of reincarnation, so if he died, he would truly be dead, and even if his soul remained, it would only be a wild ghost drifting in the wilderness.

  Douslin, same here.

  But his words did not make Du Sulin hesitate for a moment, her gaze was still so firm, and the blazing light ball in her hand smashed down, and the drought demon did not even let out a final scream before turning into ashes.

  Du Sulin's face turned white as paper, and he finally fell to the ground in a half-kneeling position. Fortunately, the seal array had been set up earlier, and although it was destroyed by more than half at this time, the so-called "thousand miles of red field" only destroyed this area.

  She felt a bit tired, her whole body aching, the pain was so intense that she just felt numb. Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and in a daze, she seemed to see many people, Fengfeng, Jingji, Seventeen, Ye Huanxi, Little Guy, and who else... Those faces were so familiar, those eyes like crescent moons were unforgettable, but somehow she couldn't remember.

  ……

  Three months later.

  This is a mountain outside the city of Xiangyang. This is a woman standing on the waist of the mountain.

  The city of Rongcheng welcomed the long-awaited rain in March, and finally restored its original rainy season. At this moment, it is a gentle drizzle.

  The plant life is tenacious and revives as soon as it comes into contact with water. The mountain waist was originally lush with branches and leaves, but for some reason it became desolate overnight.

  The foot and top of the mountain were not affected, still lush with green grass and trees, thus becoming a mystery within the city of Tiantan.

  That woman, in a black long dress, held a dark-colored umbrella in her hand. The gentle breeze lifted her long hair like a waterfall and clouds. The natural black color was so pure, as if it were cloud brocade. Behind her stood another woman with short, fine hair and amber eyes. Her gaze had been fixed on the woman in front of her, never leaving.

  Sometimes I open my mouth to say something, but in the end it just turns into a sigh in my heart, and before it comes out, it's gone.

  "Let's go."

  After a long time, the woman in black opened her mouth, her tone as calm as stagnant water, but her voice was like the icy snow of the far north, clear and cold yet not losing its nobility.

  A short-haired woman walked forward, picked up her own umbrella, took over the ink brush, and held up a small piece of sky that was not soaked by the rain for the woman in black.

  "Lu Fei, we're going back tomorrow." The woman in black said again.

  Yes, that woman in black was indeed Xiao Qingzhu. Compared to a few months ago, she had become shockingly thin and could hardly fill out the black cheongsam dress. She was as light as a dandelion, and just one gust of wind could blow her away.

  Peng Luo Fei sighed and said: "Qing Zhu, are you willing to let go?"

  Xiao Qingzhu was taken aback for a moment and put it down. She had never thought of this word before.

  She never thought of putting Du Shilin down, but it seemed that she had forced Du Shilin to put herself down. Now, is she going to taste the same feeling too?

  It's been three months.

  There were too many people telling her that Duslin had perished with Na Zha and would never come back, but she refused to believe it.

  Then she came to Junji City, standing every day in the last place where Du Si Lin appeared. She hoped to see Du Si Lin here, just like the first time they met, making her both surprised and delighted.

  Unfortunately, that didn't happen. As time went by, the rumor of Du Shilin's death was confirmed day by day and became an unchangeable history.

  "If you still want to stay here, I'll accompany you." Xiao Qingzhu seemed to be lost in thought and didn't respond to Peng Luofei's words. Peng Luofei felt a bit anxious, she couldn't clearly understand what Xiao Qingzhu was thinking, so she continued to speak.

  Trapped in emotions, being in a situation, they can't even understand their own hearts clearly, let alone others'.

  Xiao Qingzhu's thoughts were pulled back to reality, she shook her head and said: "It's time to go back."

  Douslin is not a necessary existence in this world, but without Douslin, no one can stop Peng Haotian's footsteps.

  Xiao Qingzhu still didn't believe that Du Siling was dead, but she wanted to do the things that Du Siling had wanted to do before he returned.

  It seems that only in this way can she make herself unwaveringly not believe others' rumors.

  It wasn't until those two figures had completely disappeared into the hazy blue sky that a figure appeared in the place where they were originally standing.

  "Is she Fang Feng's lover?" Lan Er asked, looking in the direction where Xiao Qing Zhu and the other had gone.

  Feng nodded, "Yes, she is Qing Zhu."

  "But is it really good for two people who are both so silent to be together?"

  Feng Wind gazed at him with a thoughtful expression, smiled slightly, and seemed to have a hint of warmth in her eyes. "Tài Guāng, it's not just what you see on the surface." She was also a person who could cry and laugh, she had her own little temper and would be lazy and playful at times, it's just that he hadn't had the chance to see it yet. The second sentence, Feng Wind didn't say out loud.

  Whether Du Shilin is dead or alive, perhaps no one knows except God.

  Du Kongyang and Murong Luyu had both cast divinations before, but the outcomes were not the same. They did not get the expected results from the divination, instead they got counterattacked. From the moment Du Silin turned into a zombie, she was no longer part of the six paths of reincarnation, and the technique of casting divinations would never be useful again.

  Du Siyan currently has no children, and the inheritance of the Du family, for now, falls on Xiaogui Dandan.

  "Taiguang, Taiguang, if you're tired, take a short rest, but be sure to come back, because we're not only worried about you, but also miss you." Fangfeng crouched down, scooped up a handful of dirt and sighed.

  "Taiguang," Lan'er said quietly, "you promised me something and haven't done it yet, you can't go back on your word now."

  A gentle breeze carrying rainwater swept across the cheeks of the two people, slightly refreshing.

  If you say this place is just a villa, it would be an understatement. This castle-like building stands in the middle of a green lawn, with no other buildings around it.

  The study was filled with the scent of sandalwood mixed with a hint of bergamot, calming the mind. A woman in a long black dress faced off against a middle-aged man wearing simple martial arts attire.

  This is Xiao Qingzhu and Peng Haotian shortly after returning from Xiangxi.

  Peng Haotian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he stared at Xiao Qingzhu for a long time. As for Du Siling's life or death, even he couldn't know. On that day, he had sent someone to investigate, so he could be said to be the person closest to the truth.

  It was only when Du Shulin made a last-ditch effort to turn the tables that the subordinates she had sent out were almost completely drained, and all that could be seen was that her body was full of cracks.

  That place didn't even have an explosion or a strong beam of light, but only formed a black hole, mysterious and profound, making one's heart palpitate.

  By the time he recovered a bit and went to take a look, nothing was left.

  Peng Haotian had already rationally accepted the fact that Du Sulin was dead. She was originally injured, and then forcibly lifted her internal yang energy, finally being squeezed by the gathered yin energy to the point where her body was about to split open - in this situation, how could she still be alive?

  Upon learning the news, Peng Haotian locked himself in his study for a long time. His plan, Du Siling was the most crucial part. With Du Siling dead, how could everything continue?

  What Peng Haotian wants to do will not stop just because Du Siling is dead.

  His plan was on the verge of success, he wouldn't back down, no matter what.

  "Qingzhu, are you really going to do this?" After thinking for a long time, Peng Haotian finally let out a sigh, his gaze softened and focused on Xiao Qingzhu once again.

  This woman, seemingly weak but actually strong and endearing, would have been willing to see her happy if it weren't for Luo Fei.

  Xiao Qingzhu's body trembled slightly, and she raised her drooping eyes. Her gaze was calm, and she nodded, saying, "Mm."

  "Will you be able to keep your promise and stay by Lu Fei's side for a lifetime?"

  "Yes."

  Xiao Qingzhu's words were only one word, but they had a loud and clear sound, like a spring thunder exploding in people's hearts. In her eyes, there was nothing but determination.

  After a long silence, Peng Haotian finally spoke up: "I'll give you three more days to consider. If you've made up your mind, make arrangements for Luo Fei and come find me in the study at this time three days from now."