Yuan Yao looked east and west. Just as he was about to escape, he heard the reflection in the mirror saying:
"Do you want to break through to the realm of becoming a god?"
Yuan Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "I won't tell you. Transformation into God? What is Transformation into God? You are a liar."
Jing Yingrong lowered her eyes and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Yuan Yao looked confused.
Jing Yingrong asked again: "What do you like?"
Yuan Yao scratched his head.
Jing Yingrong continued: "What do you hate?"
Yuan Yao raised his chin: "I hate you, you are so annoying."
"Why are you sad?"
Yuan Yao was stunned.
Mirror Yingrong's eyes narrowed slightly.
"What are you angry about?"
Yuan Yao looked dazed and slowly lowered his head.
Ji Sha Jian: "What are you asking about?"
Jing Yingrong: "I heard that people have several emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, and fear. If he is subject to some kind of stimulation and becomes crazy, I think it may be because this kind of stimulation amplifies one type of emotion too much and he cannot bear it. Caused by.”
Ji Yanzhu: "It sounds very reasonable!"
Ji Jie Bi: "He seems to really react."
Jing Yingrong stared at Yuan Yao who lowered his head and said nothing.
"You're in pain. Why?"
Yuan Yao hugged his head with both hands and roared like a beast in his throat:
"Don't ask, don't ask, I don't know, I don't know!"
Jing Yingrong was silent for a moment and said, "Then ask me. I know a lot."
Yuan Yao suddenly stopped moving and said nothing.
He put down his hands little by little, raised his head, and looked directly at the reflection in the mirror.
A deep sadness emanated from him, as if he had suddenly become a different person.
Yuan Yao said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"
Mirror Yingrong: "Disciple of the inner sect of Taichu Guan."
Yuan Yao lowered his gaze and landed on a small patch of ground in front of him.
"...Can you tell me whether it is right or wrong for a person to sacrifice a few innocent people for the sake of the overall situation?"
Jing Yingrong thought for a moment and said, "I can't decide whether it's right or wrong."
Yuan Yao laughed softly: "You don't know either..."
Jing Yingrong: "Can everything be divided into right and wrong?"
Yuan Yao: "If you don't evaluate by right or wrong, what standard will you use to evaluate?"
Jing Yingrong: "What kind of relationship does it have with me?"
Yuan Yao: "What's the explanation?"
Jing Yingrong: "If I were a person in the overall situation, I wouldn't care. If I were the person who was sacrificed, I would kill this person. If there is someone I value among the people who were sacrificed, I would stop this person. .”
Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Is it entirely from the perspective of self-interest... Hahaha..."
His laughter grew louder, faintly tinged with madness: "But I can't do it, I can't do anything! Hahaha why, why do you want me to know! Ah!"
He roared hysterically, and then at some point, the sound stopped like a broken string.
Yuan Yao fainted.
Jing Yingrong sat quietly by the side.
Ji Jie Bi said: "I'm a little curious, what does this person know?"
Ji Sha Jian: "Even if he wasn't crazy, he wouldn't say it."
Ji Jie Bi: "Yes, the question he asked the mirror is probably just the tip of the iceberg."
It took a long time for Yuan Yao to wake up. At this time, the ceremony was almost over.
He became that crazy look again. The moment Jing Yingrong stood up, he ran away like a frightened rabbit.
Jing Yingrong ignored him, took one step forward, and appeared in a well-lit place the next moment.
The interior of the ancestor's ancestral hall.
Different from the solemn and grand appearance, the interior of the ancestral hall gives people a sense of elegance and tranquility. In the center of the hall, a huge and exquisite plain jade stone emits soft and bright white light, and the air is filled with the elegant and soft fragrance of wood.
It is hard to imagine that outside the wall is an endless void filled with chaotic storms.
The Ancestral Hall is fixed in the endless void above Taiyue Mountain through the power of the formation, unlike Star Travel Island which can move freely in the void. Even so, it's one of the safest places in the world.
The exquisite plain jade is cut into a tower-like shape with small tops and large bottoms, with several spiritual tablets placed on each level.
Although it is called the Ancestral Hall, the spiritual tablet of Patriarch Taichu Guan is not the only one in the ancestral hall. Taichu Temple's successive leaders, supreme elders, and those who have made great contributions to the sect will be eligible to enter the ancestor's ancestral hall after their death.
At the highest point of the tower, there are six spiritual tablets. Different from the spirit tablets below, a wooden soul lamp that can burn for ten thousand years is lit in front of these six spirit tablets.
There is still an empty space next to the six spiritual tablets.
Jing Yingrong took out the piece of Wufang sacred wood engraved with "Li Chengkong's Position", flew to it, and placed it on the empty spot.
She looked at the six wooden soul lamps, thought for a while, and then started searching in the ring.
Finally she found a silver candle-like object, lit it and placed it in front of the spiritual tablet.
Jiyanzhu: "Is this suitable?"
Jing Yingrong: "It's just as bright." After a pause, he added: "It can also stay bright for a long time."
Ji Sha Sword: "I feel something is wrong...forget it, I'll just use it."
Jing Yingrong stared at the spirit tablet for a while, and was about to leave, but suddenly, a tyrannical pressure filled the entire hall, and the flames of the six wooden soul lamps dimmed, except for the silver candle. move.
Jing Yingrong raised his head and looked directly above.
"Who dares to break into the ancestor's ancestral hall!"
The terrifyingly powerful spiritual consciousness blasted towards the sea of consciousness reflected in the mirror, and the dazzling white light blooming from above illuminated every corner of the hall.
The reflection in the mirror opens up the sea of consciousness and lets in spiritual consciousness. After hearing the words in the spiritual consciousness, he responded in the sea of consciousness: "It's me."
"You?"
Before the spiritual consciousness could react, I felt like I was surrounded by three spiritual consciousnesses.
Ji Yanzhu: "Long time no see!"
Ji Jie Bi: "How are you?"
Ji Sha Sword: "Why are you shaking?"
The white light disappeared, revealing something that looked like a thick book. It was suspended in mid-air, trembling slightly.
Spiritual consciousness: "You..."
Ji Jie Bi: "Don't you recognize me?"
The spiritual consciousness suddenly retracted.
Ji Sha Sword: "If you run away again, I'll beat your body."
Spiritual Consciousness: "Wow, wow, Taoist Master, look at them, they are bullying me."
Jing Yingrong: "He's not here."
Lingshi was stunned for a moment: "Dun Dao is not pretending to be a girl? But you and Dao Zun look so similar... Dao Zun has a daughter?! When?! Who is your mother!"
The book was flying up and down in the air, almost hitting the spiritual tablet, and he was obviously very excited.
Ji Sha Sword: "It's a shame for me to be a Taoist weapon with you. You can't recognize the aura of the sea?"
"Ah? Sea of Consciousness...wait, this aura is!"
One of the Taoist tools of Taichu Guanzhen Sect, the Taishang Book of Life and Death, the spiritual consciousness is excitedly running around in the sea of mirror reflection consciousness.
"Boss! Boss, you are back! I miss you so much, boss!"
