There was a long conversation, starting from when Bingchen was picked up by Aunt Bing, to the more than ten years he lived with Aunt Bing, everything was detailed, Bingchen said whatever he thought of, and Bingyun listened with concentration.
Maybe it was because he hadn't talked to anyone for many years, or maybe it was because he missed his relatives. Sometimes, when Bingyun got excited, he asked Bingchen to tell in detail some trivial matters about his life with Bingyu.
Bingchen fell into deep memories, and Bingyun felt as if she was there. Several people sat around the stone platform, their expressions changing with every word Bingchen said.
It wasn't until he talked about Aunt Bing's departure that Bing Chen came back to his senses from his memories.
"Okay, okay, senior sister, just be fine."
After Bingchen finished speaking, Bingyun showed a faint smile on her face.
"Aunt Yun, you mean that someone wanted to harm Aunt Bing back then?" Bing Chen asked with a slightly anxious expression.
A gleam of coldness appeared in her eyes, and Bingyun suddenly sneered: "Kill the donkey and hide the bird, I am the best example."
Bingchen was startled and asked quickly: "What's going on?"
Looking in one direction, her expression was lost in memories, and her eyes were full of hatred. After a while, Bingyun asked: "Chen'er, in the more than ten years that I have lived with my senior sister, has anyone from the Jianling Sect ever come to visit me? "
"Jianling Sect!"
After pondering for a moment, Bing Chen said: "Although I don't know if they are from the Jianling Sect, an old man and a young woman have come to look for Aunt Bing several times, but they were unable to enter the house."
Hearing this, Bingyun's eyes became even more murderous, but then she sneered again.
Seeing this situation, Bingchen guessed that it must be related to Jianling Sect. In his heart, he felt more and more hatred and disgust towards Jianling Sect.
"Aunt Yun, can you tell me what happened back then, and why you..." Bing Chen said with a cold expression.
"then......"
Bingyun fell into memories again, but the hatred in her eyes was already pouring out.
Listening intently, until later, even Lan Youmeng, who didn't pay much attention, had a hint of anger in his eyes.
According to Bingyun, when Jianling City was first built, there were constant attacks by monsters and the Jianling Sect's formation mage was unable to stabilize the overall situation. She, Aunt Bing and another third-level formation mage were invited to go out, spending countless efforts, and lasted for a long time. In the past ten years, the Jianling City guard formation has been perfected.
However, after the incident, the Jianling Sect was not only ungrateful, but also coveted the Ice Soul Su Xin Jue and used various means to force the three of them to stay. They even forced the three of them to marry members of the Jianling Sect.
The Bingpo Sect emphasizes purity of mind and abstinence from desires. No one in the sect, whether male or female, is allowed to have any love affairs, let alone have sex with people from other sects, otherwise they will be severely punished by the sect's rules.
How could Bingyu and the others agree to this matter? At that time, all the masters from Jianling Pavilion were in trouble. However, because they were afraid of the various formations deployed throughout the city by Bingyu and the others, the Jianling Sect settled the matter.
However, when the three of them were planning to leave, something unexpected happened.
One day, someone discovered a third-level monster that was red in color, resembling a red bird, and could spit fire at the edge of the monster forest. According to the Jianling Sect's inference, it may be the legendary Red Flame Spirit Bird with the bloodline of Suzaku.
For this reason, the Jianling Sect once again "kindly" invited them, saying that only the powerful ice magical power can repel the red flame sparrow. Otherwise, even if there is a fourth-level protective formation, Jianling City may not be able to escape. Its disaster.
Although she knew that the Jianling Sect was uneasy and well-intentioned, the Scarlet Flame Spirit Bird was of great importance, so Bingyun took the initiative to petition and sneaked into the Monster Forest to find out.
But who would have known that all this was due to the Jianling Sect.
As soon as Bingyun entered the monster forest, she was ambushed by several Jianling Sect's Shaoyuan Realm monks. He desperately fled to this abandoned city. In order not to fall into the hands of the Jianling Sect, he burned both ice and jade and jumped into this evil hole.
The physical body collapsed and the soul was severely damaged. Only by chance, the remaining soul was left.
The path of heaven and earth is endless, and when Bing Yun's remnant soul was about to dissipate, she found this white jade altar.
As a Formation Master, she doesn't know the functions of the Yin Evil Point and the White Jade Altar. After groping for a while, using up her last soul power, and using a loophole in the altar formation, Bingyun entered it and found a sleeping evil spirit.
Jiu occupied the magpie's nest, and Bingyun used the soul power absorbed in the altar to cultivate. It took more than ten years for the soul to be restored, but even so, the soul's cultivation level also fell because of this, and she was only in the late stage of concentration.
"Jianling Sect!"
The anger was hard to get rid of, and his face was cold. Thinking of all the things Aunt Bing has done over the years, Bing Chen can finally understand.
After calming down for a while, Bingyun suppressed the resentment in her heart. Looking at Bing Chen, his eyes softened again.
"I am very lucky to be able to meet you here and now. I originally thought that I would be trapped here alone until my soul dissipated... How pitiful is the heaven, how pitiful is the heaven!"
If the soul could shed tears, I believe Bingyun would already have tears on her face.
However, when speaking of this, Bingyun's expression changed slightly.
"Confused, senior sister is confused. Chen'er, you have the ice spirit root, how can you stay within the influence of this ambitious Jianling Sect? What should I do if something unexpected happens?"
Bing Chen touched his nose and said with some embarrassment: "Half a year ago, I was still an ordinary person who couldn't practice. Maybe Aunt Bing didn't know that I could become a monk at that time, so..."
"You couldn't practice before?" Bingyun asked doubtfully.
"Well, before my spiritual roots were awakened, my master took me on the path of cultivating immortality."
"Hidden Spirit Root!" Bingyun said in shock.
"It is not......"
However, before Bingchen finished speaking, Lan Youmeng interrupted and said, "Yinbinglinggen has given you an advantage over the Ice Soul Sect."
"What!"
Bingyun was shocked, and then her face was filled with joy.
"Hidden Ice Spirit Root! It's actually a Hidden Ice Spirit Root!"
Saying that, Bingyun wanted to grab Bingchen's wrist, but Lan Youmeng was one step ahead of her and stood in front of Bingchen.
She was slightly startled, but then Bingyun knew what was going on. She shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Senior, you are worrying too much. Chen'er is the adopted son of senior sister. How could I harm him? I just want to confirm and explore a few times. "
"Chen'er is my beloved disciple. No one can explore his body without my consent. Are you satisfied with the seven-turn hidden ice spirit root? At this level, he is more than enough to be the saint son of your Ice Soul Sect." Lan You Meng said coldly.
Although Lan Youmeng's tone was not too polite, Bingyun didn't care at all. Instead, the smile on her face became even wider.
"Thank you, senior!"
"I have offended you a lot before, and I hope you can forgive me, senior." Bingyun said with a slight salute.
"Little girl, you have good self-cultivation, but now you have accumulated too much resentment, which goes against the moral principles of your Ice Soul Sect skills. It seems that you have been around that evil spirit for a long time and been affected by its resentment. If you don't resolve the resentment in your heart in time, you will Sooner or later, he will become another evil spirit." Lan Youmeng said in a faint tone.
Bingyun was startled, even she herself didn't realize that she had been subtly changed. Now that Delan Youmeng reminded her, she couldn't help but feel chilled in her heart.
"Thank you, senior!" After a moment, Bingyun once again bowed deeply to Lan Youmeng.
"There's no need to thank me. I just see you as pitiful and can't bear to see you sink into eternal damnation."
Bingyun smiled bitterly, took a deep look at Lan Youmeng, and said softly: "Senior is really a gentle person. I guess you are from the Huayin Sect. I heard that the women in this sect are all as gentle as water, especially He is the current sect master, could it be that the senior is..."
"Oh, the Huayin Sect is indeed good. It is more sensible than your Ice Soul Sect, but I am not. Well, let's chat later. I am tired of fighting you. I will enter this altar to recover. Do you mind? "
"I don't dare, senior, please come with me."
After saying that, Bingyun turned aside and made a gesture of invitation.
He nodded slightly, and after transmitting a message to Bing Chen, he turned into a stream of light and followed Bing Yun into the altar.
Mustard Naxumi is an altar that only covers a few meters in radius. When entering it, Lan Youmeng is shown a huge palace with a radius of tens of feet.
Thick soul mist filled it, and a crack nearly ten feet long appeared in the center of the palace. Above the crack, dozens of soul crystals emitting a faint light were quietly suspended on a white jade stone platform carved with complex runes.
Looking forward, above the palace, a jade coffin was suspended. With a sweep of his consciousness, he could see a child about seven or eight years old lying inside.
"Did you break the seal of this jade coffin?" Lan Youmeng asked.
Bingyun nodded slightly.
"good."
It took her more than ten years and she tried every method she could think of to manage to break less than 30% of the seal.
"No wonder this Yin Evil Point was born early. You did a good thing and also a stupid thing." Lan Youmeng said in a faint tone while staring at the child in the jade coffin.
Without losing her temper, Bingyun asked: "Senior, please clarify."
"It goes without saying that it is a good thing. Breaking the seal of this jade coffin now is equivalent to saving tens of millions of people in Jianling City in the future. But the stupid thing is that if we are not careful now, we will be destroyed by this evil spirit in the future. He will definitely be chased and killed."
Bingyun was slightly startled, and said with some confusion: "This Yin evil spirit is only at the late second level and has not yet matured. If it joins forces with the seniors, even if it can use the soul power of this altar, it may not be our opponent."
"It's not done yet." Lan Youmeng sneered.
"This thing is not a simple Yin evil spirit, but a Yin evil soul that someone raised here. Once it wakes up its sleeping true spirit, what do you think the chances of winning are in our current state?"
Bingyun was startled, with a trace of lingering fear on her face, secretly thinking that she was in danger.
"Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise..."
"Senior, what should we do now?" Bingyun asked slightly uneasily.
"What, are you scared?"
With a wry smile on her lips, Bingyun said in a low voice: "The great revenge has not been avenged, and now there is hope of getting out. I don't want to lose my soul."
With a gentle tap of her feet, Lan Youmeng flew to the side of the jade coffin, her eyes lingering in red. She stared at the evil spirit for a while before stepping back and whispering: "Don't touch it for now, I'll recover here first." Let’s talk about it later.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Youmeng flew up and came to the white jade stone platform suspended in the center of the hall. She picked up a soul crystal and began to meditate.
At the same time, outside the altar, Bing Chen winked at Ling Xuan and Yu Jingyan, and the three of them left quietly.
Following the route Lan Youmeng told Bing Chen, carefully avoiding various formations along the way, nearly an hour later, Bing Chen and the others returned to the area where the monster jumped down from the Yin Evil Cave.
What he saw was a bloody mess, with pieces of flesh everywhere. Even if there were some monsters that were still alive, they looked like they were on their deathbed.
Seeing the arrival of Bing Chen and the others, the dozen or so monster beasts that were not yet dead all let out feeble wails, their eyes full of pitiful pleading as they grasped at the last straw.
