The mirror reflected the situation on the other side of the wall. On the other side, Yin Yu pushed Quan Yizhen and said, "Wake up, wake up?"

Quan Yizhen finally woke up and said in a daze: "Hey brother, you hit me just now? Li?"

...Poor Qiying, he was beaten so hard that he couldn't speak clearly. Xie Lian couldn't help but feel pity for him. Yinyu said, "Can I beat you..."

Quan Yizhen scratched his hair and then remembered, "Oh, the Fourth Emperor beat me." As if he suddenly remembered something, he became excited again, "He took away Li's shovel. Do you want me to help Li get it back?"

Yinyu: "Can you beat him..."

Xie Lian finally figured out that this was Qiying Palace. It seemed that Yinyu was caught by Junwu when he came to look for Quan Yizhen.

While Jun Wu was walking around behind him again, Xie Lian lowered his head and mouthed silently, “Master Wind Master, are you still there?”

Who knew that he didn't wait for Shi Qingxuan, but Jun Wu. Jun Wu said behind him: "Of course not."

“…”

Jun Wu said: "I suddenly remembered that there seems to be a loophole in the lock of Xianjing, so I just banned the soul transfer technique."

“…”

Jun Wu patted Xie Lian on the shoulder and said affectionately, “Back then, I was the one who taught you the Soul Transfer Technique. I am really pleased that Xian Le has learned and put it into practice.”

After saying that, he walked out. After a while, Jun Wu's figure appeared in the mirror. Quan Yizhen was the first to notice: "!"

Yinyu also turned around abruptly and asked warily: "Emperor?!"

Quan Yizhen jumped up and was eager to try, but Jun Wu slapped him back onto the couch with a palm, and the whole couch collapsed. Quan Yizhen lay directly on the ground, his head tilted and he was unconscious again. Yinyu was very alert, but Jun Wu said, "Don't be so alert. If you think so, even if you are alert, it will be useless. Why don't you relax?"

This is the truth. Yinyu didn't know what to say, so he habitually smiled awkwardly, and then quickly stopped. Junwu was very leisurely and natural, and said: "Yinyu, I don't think I have ever talked to you like this before, right."

Yinyu said stiffly: "...It seems to be like this."

Although he was a martial god guarding the west in the past, his rank was not high, his incense power was not great, and his status was not high. Although he was not at the bottom of the priests in the Upper Heaven, he was probably in the middle and lower, and there was almost no chance for him to be so close to the highest martial emperor in the Upper Heaven. He was probably nervous when Jun Wu passed by the door of his temple before, and he was even more nervous now. He said, "But many priests in the Upper Heaven have never talked to me, and they don't know me."

Jun Wu said, "That may not be the case. Many people know you. Even if they may not have seen you, they know you."

Yinyu was stunned for a moment and said, "Really?"

Jun Wu said: "Because many people know your junior brother. And when your junior brother is mentioned, you are often mentioned together with him. As the foil."

This was a very hurtful statement. Although it was just a statement without any emotion, it was even more hurtful because the narrator himself was not biased and was just describing the facts. Quan Yizhen was still dazed and hadn't come back to his senses. Yinyu lowered his head and clenched his fists.

Xie Lian had a vague idea of ​​what Jun Wu was planning to do.

After a long while, Yin Yu mustered up his courage and said, "Emperor, what do you want to do? You are already the Great Divine Martial Emperor, the number one Martial God in the Three Realms, no one can match your position, why do you still want to do this? What do you want?"

Jun Wu of course did not answer him, and suddenly asked: "Yinyu, do you want to go back to heaven?"

"What?!"

Xie Lian was also surprised by this question. What did Jun Wu want to do? What was the point of persuading Yin Yu to defect at this juncture?

Jun Wu said: "You don't like being a ghost in the lower world, do you?"

“…”

Yinyu finally reacted and said, "You're overthinking it. There's no such thing as likes or dislikes."

Xie Lian thought to himself, “I can’t answer like that. I’m afraid he’s going to expose me now!”

Sure enough, Jun Wu smiled and said, "You know, your answer is equivalent to saying: 'Yes, I don't like it, and I won't talk about it.'"

“…”

That’s right. If Yinyu really had the confidence in his heart and really liked his current position in the ghost world, he would have directly and clearly answered “I like it very much”. But if he avoided the sharp edge, the answer would be very obvious.

Jun Wu said: "You come from a famous family, and your sect is orthodox. You have never followed evil ways. You are also the leader of the sect. You have been influenced by it since childhood, and your lifelong pursuit is to achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven. This pursuit is difficult to change. You are trapped in the ghost world because you have no choice. Of course, you can't say that you are satisfied with your current position in the ghost world. Because this is not what you want at all."

Yin Yu was indeed lacking in confidence, and said weakly: "The city lord was kind to me and saved me..."

Jun Wu said: "I know. I also helped you to save the soul of Jianyu who died on the way to exile, right?"

Yinyu said: "...Yes, so no matter whether I am satisfied with my current position or not,..."

Jun Wu said: "That means you are dissatisfied. However, you are bound by grace and have nowhere else to go, so you force yourself."

“…”

Yin Yu lowered his head and said nothing. Xie Lian was sweating in his heart.

He could already roughly guess how Jun Wu was going to attack, and every expression and every movement of Yin Yu, from head to toe, was full of flaws!

Jun Wu said: "Then, in turn, let me ask you another question: Do you really owe Quan Yi a favor?"

“…”

Jun Wu said: "Why should you put yourself in an uncomfortable position to repay others for doing you a favor? And you really did a favor to Quan Yi, but he let you fall to this point?

"Yinyu, it is not a good habit to always sacrifice yourself for others. You should know that no one will thank you."

He was pressing forward step by step, and every step was hitting Yin Yu's most painful point!

Jun Wu continued, "You have longed to ascend to the right path all your life. You longed to win a good position in the upper heaven and be ranked in the Shenwu Palace. Even if Quan Yizhen embarrassed you so much later, and you became his foil and the laughing stock of the gods and immortals, you still struggled and endured in Xianjing. Isn't it just to stay here?

"You belong here. But Kwon Il-jin made a mess of everything and took away everything that was rightfully yours.

“Why?

"Have you not paid as much as he has? No, you have paid more than he has. Moreover, if we really talk about overall talent, he may not be as good as you. Why is Qiying isolated and helpless in the Upper Heaven? Because he is simple-minded, ignorant, reckless, and unable to convince others. But you are more mature than him, more knowledgeable about the ways of the world, more flexible, and more willing to endure hardships than him. If you have his talent and his magic power, your achievements will be many times greater than his, and you will be more able to convince others."

Yinyu lost his temper and said, "I don't understand what you mean by this. 'If' is meaningless. His magic power is his..." Suddenly, he screamed, raised his hands, and said in horror, "What?! What is this?!"

A dazzling white light suddenly burst out from one of his hands, so blinding that it was impossible to look directly at it. Jun Wu, however, remained indifferent and said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a little magic power."

Yinyu then calmed down a little and said in disbelief: "Whose magic power?... Mine? I don't have such..." He didn't have such strong magic power.

Jun Wu said: "It's not yours yet. Whether it will become yours depends on your choice."

Yinyu said: "If it's not mine, then whose is it?! Could it be..."

He suddenly remembered someone and looked to the side. At this moment, Quan Yizhen, who had an extremely strong vitality, woke up again, with a dazed look on his face. It seemed that he was confused again. Jun Wu said: "Yes, this is Quan Yizhen's magic power."

Quan Yizhen: “Ah?”

Yin Yu said: "Why is his magic power here with me? How can the magic power be grafted?! How is this possible?!"

Jun Wu said: "If even fate can be grafted, why can't magic power be grafted? Many things are not as difficult as you think. It only takes a few words and a few strokes of the pen by the higher-level priests."

Yinyu shuddered and said, "This... this...!!"

He shook his hands, as if he wanted to get rid of some hot potato, but the powerful magic power was happily jumping in his hands, hitting wherever he pointed. In an instant, a row of walls in the Qiying Hall were blown apart by him, the statue fell down, and the roof almost collapsed. Yinyu was even more shocked and didn't dare to shake it anymore. Junwu smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, take your time, and put it away."

Yinyu held that hand with his other hand, his face was still in shock, and both arms were shaking. Jun Wu said: "Yinyu, I ask you again, do you want to come back?"

Yinyu took a few breaths, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at him. Jun Wu said, "If you want to come back, I can not only help you get rid of the curse, but also transfer all of Quan Yizhen's magic power to you."

Quan Yizhen seemed to have never thought of such an evil method, and was completely stunned. Xie Lian was stunned and said, "??? Are you crazy?!?!"

Jun Wu said slowly: "From now on, people who only know Qiying but not Yinyu will never appear again. Who will dare not remember your name? Never again."

Yinyu took a few steps back and said in confusion: “I…I…I…”

Xie Lian was so tense that he forgot he was still tied to the chair by Ruo Xie. He held his breath, grabbed the chair with both hands, and leaned forward.

At least Jun Wu was right about one thing. He could also see that Yin Yu was indeed more yearning for the heavens. He originally belonged to the heavens, and this was deeply rooted in him since he was a child and was difficult to change.

Moreover, does Yinyu really have no resentment towards Quan Yizhen?

uncertain.

Between people who have experienced so many things, it is not easy to say, "I don't hate you at all." This kind of "hate" can be big or small, and Yinyu himself is not a person of firm character. What he thinks and does may be greatly influenced by others. Because there is not much intersection, Xie Lian cannot be sure what Yinyu will do, and can only pray silently in his heart.

Your Highness Yinyu...be careful!

"me……"

Yinyu was distracted for a while, and sat down with his hands covering his face. After a while, he finally raised his face, and his eyes gradually became cold.

He stared at Quan Yizhen, who was beaten into a pile of tatters, for a long time, and whispered: "...Emperor, can you really... give me all his magic power?"

Xie Lian’s heart sank, while Quan Yizhen opened his mouth wide and asked, “…Senior Brother?”

Jun Wu said: "Why not give it to you now? You can try it yourself and see if I can do it."

Yinyu seemed to be still worried, and asked again: "Then... can he still take it back? After all, it is his own magic power. If he wants to take it back..."

Jun Wu said: "Unless you are willing to give it back to him, or you die, it is impossible to take it back."

Yin Yu hesitated and said, "If you transfer the magic power to me, will Quan Yizhen... die? Or what will happen..."

No matter what, he probably didn't want Quan Yizhen to die at his hands. Jun Wu said, "It won't be a big deal, it's just that the process will be painful, but who in this world hasn't suffered pain? How you want to deal with him, whether he lives or dies, is up to you."

Yin Yu said, "What about the other priests? If a priest in the Heavenly Palace saw what happened in the Shenwu Palace, what if it got out..."

Jun Wu smiled and said, "So what if they knew? They are just ants that can be crushed to death with one hand. Kill them all and replace them with a new group of priests. Then you can change your appearance, name and background. Who will know anything?"

He said this in a nonchalant manner, as if he was saying that if the tea got cold, just pour it out and get a new cup. He said it nonchalantly and with great familiarity.

Finally, Yinyu asked: "In the new Upper Heaven, what will my identity be?"

Jun Wu said: "Lingwen is my left hand, and you are my right hand. Above you, there is no one else except me."

Yinyu gritted his teeth and finally said, "...Okay!"

He said in a deep voice: "Please remember your promise to me today. So, now..."

He didn't say anything else, but turned his gaze to Quan Yizhen, and Jun Wu said, "As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Yizhen's face suddenly distorted, he screamed, blood flowed from all seven orifices, he held his head and rolled over, seemingly in great pain, while a sudden spiritual light emanated from Yinyu's body.

His entire face was illuminated. He raised one hand and struck upwards. The Qiying Palace collapsed with a loud bang!

There was a big hole in the golden palace. Standing in the ruins, Yinyu looked down at his hands and slowly clenched his fists. Junwu looked as if he was watching a child trying out his newly bought doll, and asked, "How does it feel?"

After a while, Yin Yu said, "...I have never possessed such a powerful force."

He looked at Quan Yizhen who was screaming on the ground with a complicated expression, and said, "My master once said something. He said that Quan Yizhen was born to ascend to heaven, and it was a talent given by heaven. Is this the divine power given by heaven?"

Jun Wu said: "From now on, it is yours."

Yinyu nodded slowly.

The next moment, he raised his palm and chopped over!

This palm used all of Quan Yizhen's magic power, and the power was terrifying. A ball of white light burst out in the mirror. Then, Yinyu quickly drew a large light circle in the air with his right hand, and then grabbed the circle from the air and threw it, hitting Junwu. Junwu saw the light circle under his feet and frowned slightly. He seemed to be a little afraid and cautiously did not touch it. He saw Yinyu trying to pull Quan Yizhen on the ground, and said calmly: "Yinyu, you regretted it at the last minute, don't you have anything to explain to me?"

“…”

Yinyu carried Quan Yizhen on his back with his back to him, without answering. Jun Wu said, "Of course, this is a moving and noble act. But is this really what you really want? You have forced yourself for hundreds of years, and now you still want to continue to force yourself?"

“…”

"Do you really think you don't hate the person you're saving now? Even if you don't hate him, don't you dislike him?"

“…”

Yinyu finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He clenched his fists, making crackling sounds, turned around abruptly, and said, "I hate it! I hate it!!! But, so what?!"

Quan Yizhen was extremely excited. Blood spurted out of his nose and mouth as he spoke. He said, "Senior Brother..."

Yinyu shouted, "Shut up!!!"

He turned to Jun Wu again and said, "You...you...you! Why do you have to remind me of this?! You speak as if you all know me very well! Yes, I hate him! But, so what?! He has caused me so much trouble, can't I just hate him?!"

“…”

Xie Lian's heart sank to the bottom and then rose high again. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and almost fell down. What kind of perverse logic is this? !

Then, Yinyu continued, "...but...but I...I just want to hate him, that doesn't mean I have to hurt him. What do you mean by 'things that should belong to me'? Apart from talent, nothing is born to belong to anyone. I don't want other people's things!!"

Xie Lian’s eyes lit up and he shouted, “Well said!”

Yinyu continued, "I want to go back to heaven, I want to be among the top ten! But! If it's not my own work, then it's meaningless! I'm unlucky, I admit it! If I'm not as good as him, then at least I can admit that I'm indeed not as good as him!

"It's not that hard to admit that I'm not as good as him!"

arrogant!

At this moment, Xie Lian finally saw the brilliance and pride of Yin Yu when he was young!

With a "wow" sound, Quan Yizhen cried on his back, blood mixed with tears and snot gushed out, and Yinyu's face was also covered with blood. He collapsed and said, "Stop spraying!!!"

Quan Yizhen whimpered and wailed, "Brother, I'm sorry!"

Yinyu couldn't stand it any longer and said, "You don't have to say sorry to me! Anyway, no matter how much you apologize, you still don't understand. I've had enough of you..."

Jun Wu sighed and rubbed his temple. Yin Yu said, "Besides...Besides, I am not completely useless. You also said that in terms of overall talent, he may not be as good as me. I have my own..."

Click.

Jun Wu turned around, waved his hand and said, "Excellent. I think you and Xianle must get along very well."

…

What's wrong?

What's wrong?!

Xie Lian was tied to a chair, his heart pounding like it was about to jump out of his chest. What happened to Yin Yu? !

He just stopped talking, and his expression became very strange. Jun Wu put his hands behind his back and calmly stepped out of the seemingly powerful light circle, without encountering any resistance at all, and said: "I guessed that you would answer like this. So, I didn't take off the curse shackles first."

Cursed shackle?!

There was indeed a cursed shackle on Yinyu’s hand! Xie Lian quickly looked over and saw Yinyu also raising his wrist.

I saw that the curse shackle, which was originally like a circle of belts, had tightened a lot, so tight that it seemed to be strangling Yinyu's hand, and Yinyu's entire arm had turned as pale as paper, and the paleness was still spreading upwards.

This cursed shackle was actually sucking his blood!

Xie Lian suddenly threw himself forward, and fell to the ground with the chair. Now, he couldn’t even see the mirror. He struggled frantically on the ground, but it was useless. He could only hear the sound of beatings coming from the mirror.

After a long while, a pair of white boots appeared in front of him. It was Jun Wu who returned.

In his hand, he held a "curse shackle" that had been soaked with blood and turned deep red. It should have been taken from Yin Yu. He squatted down, touched the top of Xie Lian's head, and said, "Go and say goodbye to your little friend."

Ruo Xie’s knot was finally loosened. Xie Lian got up and punched him in the face, but of course he missed and almost fell down again. However, he didn’t expect to hit Jun Wu in the first place, he just wanted to vent his anger and ran to the next hall.

Yinyu was lying on the ground, pale and thin, like a paper man, with his cheeks shriveled and his aura disappeared, returning to Quan Yizhen, whose face was bruised and swollen several times and whose original appearance was completely unrecognizable. It seemed that the magic power had returned to its original owner.

Xie Lian rushed over: "Your Highness Yinyu!!!"

Yinyu stared at him with a pair of eyes that were much more abrupt than usual. When he saw him, he said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."

Quan Yizhen lay on the ground and cried loudly, looking up to the sky and shouting: "I'm sorry, brother, I only know how to fight, but I can't beat him!"

The blood from his mouth and nose sprayed onto Yinyu's face and eyes again. Just looking at it was extremely uncomfortable. Yinyu's forehead suddenly bulged with blue veins, and he shouted as if he had a last burst of energy: "I told you to stop spraying! Oh! Forget it... I'll just piss you off to death..."

He went down weakly again. In this situation, Xie Lian didn’t know whether he wanted to sigh more, or shed tears more, or even laughed more.

Suddenly, Yinyu's dry eyes were filled with tears.

He whispered, "I know."

He said, "Yizhen is a remarkable man, and I am a mediocre man. The best I can do is just that. I know that."

A wave of powerless pain spread throughout Xie Lian’s heart.

Yinyu said, "Although I know this, I still can't accept it. In fact, Jianyu and I think the same thing. I am more unwilling than him. It's not that I didn't have any resentment. It's impossible not to have any resentment. Later, I didn't dare to think about why I told Yizhen to die when I knew he was wearing Jinyixian. Was I so angry that I lost my mind, or did I really want him to die?"

Xie Lian hugged him and said, “It’s okay, it’s okay. These are all trivial matters, really. Your Highness Yinyu, if you live in this world for another few hundred years, you will know that these are really nothing. Whether you are so angry that you lose your mind or you really want people to die, it doesn’t matter. Who hasn’t thought about this? I also thought about killing all the people who have wronged me in the world. It’s true. To be honest, I almost did it. Look, I am very shameless and have lived to this day. In the end, you didn’t do anything. This is the most important thing.”

Yinyu said: "But... in the end, I... still felt... unwilling."

He choked up and said, "Since I am destined not to be a brilliant person, then at least, I... want to be a kind and flawless person. But... I still can't do it. It's really... too unwilling. To be honest, even at this moment, when I think that I died because of that stupid boy Yizhen, I still can't swallow this breath. I can't even die without regrets and with a relieved heart, what is this."

Xie Lian said softly, “Your Highness, you have tried very hard. And you have done very well. Much better than most people.”

Yinyu finally managed a forced smile and said, "Better than most people?"

After laughing, he sighed, and the last regretful sound disappeared with his soul. He murmured: "But, what I want to do is to be a god..."

Xie Lian lowered his head deeply and said, “But, Your Highness Yinyu, there are actually no gods in this world…”