This time, the old man with blond hair and gold robe didn't throw a token engraved with a name at will, but took down the soul lamp in the middle, then held the token and the soul lamp in the palm of his hand at the same time, and his body turned into a golden light to shoot at the door of the side hall.

The Golden Rainbow glided rapidly in the passage of the palace, passed through layers of corridors, flew over a martial arts arena, and then fell in a suppressed bamboo forest.

Bamboo is a golden bamboo with gold, like a sharp sword stabbing into the sky. A bamboo building is located in the middle of the bamboo forest, using the bamboo in the bamboo forest.

The old man sat at the gate of the yard of a small bamboo building. Then he hugged his fists with his body slightly bent. He whispered to the bamboo building, "old slave yeyan has something important to ask to see the childe. Please forgive me for disturbing the childe's cultivation."

In the attic, a young and indifferent voice came: "Uncle Yan, you are a strong man at the top of Tianxian level, or the one who watched me grow up. Why are you so polite? Come in."

When the voice fell, the bamboo door of the yard opened automatically, revealing the whole picture of the exquisite attic inside.

The young man's voice was gentle and elegant, but yeyan dared not neglect it. His body turned into a streamer and entered directly from the window on the second floor of the bamboo building. When his body fell on the floor of the second floor, he saw a young man sitting on a futon.

The decoration of the bamboo building is very simple. There are a bamboo chair and two wooden tables. The four treasures of study are placed on the wooden table, and a wooden Guqin is placed on the other table. Next to the guqin, there is a censer with a green fragrance on it. The fragrance burns silently and gives a very good smell.

"Sit down, uncle Yan!" a young man in a golden robe sat on the futon in the middle, holding the posture of meditation and cultivation. While talking, a futon appeared opposite him. The young man motioned to yeyan to sit down.

Yeyan didn't speak. He sat cross legged in front of the young man, and then put the soul lamp beside the young man.

"Is Han Mo dead? I knew that my parents spoiled my brother so much that his spoiled character would bring him bad consequences. It seems that it has come true." the young man was faint and his voice was neither happy nor sad, so that yeyan couldn't hear the young man's feelings.

"Young master, young master is also an old slave. Now both adults and wives are closed. The old slave dare not disturb adults with the bad news and ask the young master to let the old slave go out to avenge the young master." the old man in golden robe said in a deep voice.

The young man's face showed a smile and said, "with the character of my brother, I must report my name of Yehan Xuan before he died. I want to see who is so bold and dares to kill him. The twists and turns in this must be very interesting. Is the person who killed him forced to have no way to go by my brother?"

Ye Yan said, "young master, even if the young master is no longer, someone killed him. I can't take revenge. Please allow me to go down the mountain and kill all the murderers."

"Uncle Yan, don't be impatient." night Han Xuan smiled, "The soul lamp hall needs you to guard. How can you leave easily? Besides, you are a strong man at the top of the immortal mountain. Looking at the whole fairy world, you go out to kill people, which has a great impact. Although there are countless killings in the fairy world every day, the emperor of heaven has issued a decree to prohibit wanton killing. If you go out to kill people, it will have a great impact. If our opponents know about it, I'm afraid I'm afraid it will make it difficult for my parents. Alas, this fairy mountain is a mortal hall. There are too many taboos. "

Yeyan didn't speak. He was the guardian of the soul lamp, guarding one percent of the soul lamp of the whole fairy mountain. He really couldn't leave easily. Moreover, he didn't pay much attention to the intrigue in the hall. He didn't know much about the forces of all parties, so he didn't have the right to speak.

Night Yan continued: "since Jinxian can't go out, the old slave asked to send a fairy team to find out the truth and kill all the enemies."

"No need." night Han Xuan waved. Such an attitude made night Yan's heart very uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear to violate it.

After a while, night Han Xuan slowly said, "we don't want to intervene in my brother's revenge. Let him repay it himself."

"Himself?" yeyan's eyes suddenly stared very big.

"Yes, let him alone." night Han Xuan said, and then his right index finger pointed out that a picture scroll on the wall of the bamboo building fell off the wall mountain and floated above the floor.

This is a portrait of how tall a person is. What is painted in the picture is the whole body influence of night cold ink.

Night Han Xuan then a little, the floating picture suddenly flashed a dazzling golden light, and then heard night Han Xuan say: "My parents used a military skill to kill the Jinxian strongman of the evil sect in exchange for a divination from the emperor of heaven. The emperor of heaven personally gave it to my brother. He would have experienced three life and death disasters when he hit. He must have experienced twice before. Uncle Yan must also know what happened in the first two times. It can be said that he escaped from death. If my parents hadn't given him a lot of good things, he must have died. The emperor of heaven said , the first two disasters are easy to hide, but the third one is inevitable. The emperor of heaven said that this is a number of days and cannot be changed.

My parents loved my brother so much that they naturally couldn't bear his fall and begged the emperor of heaven. The emperor of heaven saw that my parents had made a lot of contributions, so he used a trick to hide the sky and the sea and avoid the secret of heaven, sealed my brother's three souls and seven souls like a picture scroll, and then condensed them into a false three souls and seven souls with great magic power and sealed them into my brother's divine consciousness. "

Ye Yan was surprised and said, "the young childe's yuan gods have dissipated. Is it useful to have a soul?"

Night Han Mo said with a smile: "the emperor of heaven's hand is naturally extraordinary. Only a few people in the three worlds can compare his attainments in soul. I think he won't make such a mistake. It's useless or useless. Let's see."

When they said this, the picture on their sides was already golden. Then yeyan and Yehan Xuan saw that a figure came out of the picture, which was the night cold ink with a puzzled face.

Both of them were surprised and uncertain. They looked at the night cold ink coming out. Although their looks were no different from the night cold ink, they didn't have a complete grasp of whether it was really him. Just out of their trust in the emperor of heaven, they had no doubt.

"Elder brother!" a voice shouted from the mouth of the night cold ink.

Night Han Xuan asked faintly, "Han Mo, your yuan God is complete? How did you get back here?"

"I don't know," said Ye Hanmo, sitting beside them with a bitter look on his face. "I died and was killed by a group of people in the secret territory of the young God Emperor. Originally, I thought I was scared, but when I woke up, I was in the picture."

"Oh, even the memory of death is preserved completely. It seems that it is really you." night hanxuan said faintly, "I died once. What's my feeling now?"