The Villain’s Memories Revealed Chapter 93: Entering the Immortal Gate

He is still eight years old, but he has the courage to face horse bandits without being timid, and the perseverance not to be hindered by fetters and stability.

With such a heart, no matter how far she can go, at least it proves that Mo Yaya has the qualifications to worship the fairy gate.

Before Mo Yaya came back to her senses, the surrounding scene dissipated like a phantom, and the villagers in front of her also turned into smoke and dust.

"Xiaohai! Uncle!"

Mo Yaya looked horrified, she reached out her hand to grab them, but unfortunately she could only grab a handful of loess with her outstretched hand.

After the phantom dissipated, it was replaced by another scene.

Qionglou Yuyu, Yaotai Langyuan, there are countless immortal words.

Looking overhead, there are groups of cranes passing by, and looking in front of you, there are immortals guarding the gate of heaven with their eyes closed.

The mighty aura passes through her whole body without leaving any traces, Mo Yaya just feels as if she has passed away.

A white-faced scholar stepped forward and cupped his hands, and asked with a smile: "Little sister, are you also here to worship the fairy gate?"

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"Fairy Ziyan's heart to the Tao, we are really ashamed..."

"I was also a mortal back then, and it was only by chance that I hoped to join the fairy gate, but when I was eight years old, I seemed to be playing with mud."

"Fairy Ziyan's dao heart is indeed respectable, but it seems to be worse than that of the devil emperor when he was nine years old."

"Why are you bringing this up? Just be better than you."

Everyone in the hall was discussing a lot. At this time, they were just discussing their own opinions, and they had no prejudice against the past and Jiang Zhige's identity as the Devil Emperor.

Not far away, Qu Yun's face was gloomy. The hundreds of powerful people in the hall today completely forgot why they appeared in Xuancang Holy Land, and they actually discussed the picture in the light and shadow like watching a play.

You know, this is the memory of the devil emperor Jiang Zhige, can it be compared with singing?

If this goes on like this, it is estimated that everyone will only have a normal heart, instead of treating Jiang Zhige as a heinous devil emperor.

The images in the main memory are all memories of Nangongrou and Mo Ziyan, which have nothing to do with murder and arson, let alone the key to causing everyone to besiege Xuancang Holy Land.

The main reason why everyone risked their lives to besiege the Xuancang Holy Land was that Jiang Zhige had deliberately destroyed the heavens, absorbed the power of one realm for his own use, and joined forces with three demon emperors from other realms to open up a demon realm.

Nowadays, memories don't have anything to do with these things, and there are no memories that are helpful to Dao's perception, and there are no scenes of Jiang Zhige murdering and setting fire, so everyone can only hold the mentality of watching a movie first.

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Mo Yaya came back to her senses when she heard the sound, she turned to look at the white-faced scholar, and murmured: "No, Yaya is looking for a fairy..."

"Look for it? After entering the fairy gate, you are a fairy, so why look for it?"

The white-faced scholar couldn't help but laugh. Those who can come here are qualified to worship the fairy gate, and Mo Yaya is too unconfident.

Listening to the white-faced scholar's words, Mo Yaya still felt unable to recover.

Where did the villagers go? What is this place again? Too many doubts plagued her.

"The hour has come, you all come to me."

At this moment, a sound like a Honglu bell came from the front.

The white-faced scholar showed surprise on his face. The immortal is indeed an immortal, and his voice can be heard so far.

Mo Yaya also looked up, and saw that there were about a thousand steps in front of her, and above the steps was a door suspended in mid-air, with a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the door.

Mo Yaya immediately showed excitement, and hurriedly climbed up the steps.

The white-faced scholar couldn't help laughing, Mo Yaya was so unconfident before, but now she is the first to walk up the ladder.

The stairs are very dense, and one step can cross three or four floors. For ordinary people, this thousand-story staircase is just more or less.

There were probably dozens of qualified people around, and they all walked relatively easily, except for the eight-year-old Mo Yaya who had a harder time walking.

Because she tried her best to straddle her legs, she could only walk two flights of stairs, and she was exhausted and out of breath after walking a few steps.

Soon a strong man walked to the door first. He thought he would be praised, but unexpectedly, the white-haired old man didn't even lift his eyelids.

I saw the white-haired old man shoot a flash of light at the strong man with his fingers, and his body suddenly flashed with many veins.

"Seventeen Spiritual Roots, enter the outer door and stand on the left."

The strong man didn't quite understand, but he obediently stood on the left side of the portal.

The next person followed, and the white-haired old man shot out a flash of spiritual light as usual, and the same vein flashed all over his body.

"Twenty-one spiritual roots, enter the outer door and stand on the left."

The people who were still walking the stairs wondered secretly, the second person obviously has twenty-one spiritual roots, but he is no different from the first person?

Dozens of people took turns to accept the spiritual light test of the white-haired old man, but unfortunately they were all outside the door without exception, so that there were a bunch of people standing on the left, and there was no one on the right.

After an unknown amount of time, it was the turn of a beautiful girl in a pure emerald green sandal dress.

This woman has a noble temperament, fair skin, and an absolutely extraordinary status in the secular world.

The spiritual light fell on her body, flickering intricate veins, ordinary people couldn't tell how many there were.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes slightly, nodded and said: "Fifty-six spiritual roots, enter the inner door, stand on the right side~IndoMTL.com~ The beautiful girl ran to the right side of the door with a look of surprise and brisk steps. side.

The people standing on the left couldn't help being envious. Even if they didn't look at the expression of the white-haired old man, they knew that the talent of the beautiful girl was better than them.

A total of fifty-six spiritual roots, more than double that of many people on the left.

The next was the white-faced scholar. The spiritual power of the white-haired old man fell on him, and his body shone with a light that was more dazzling than that of the beautiful girl.

Everyone was even more astonished. The more dazzling the light, the more spiritual roots there would be.

The white-haired old man opened his eyes to look at the white-faced scholar, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, sixty-seven spiritual roots, enter the inner door and stand on the right side."

"Thank you, elder."

The white-faced scholar clasped his body and held back his excitement, standing next to the beautiful girl.

A beautiful young girl with peach blossoms in her eyes, a white-faced scholar with a handsome appearance, and even better talent than her, and they happened to join the immortal gate together again, so she could already think of the beautiful love between herself and the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar didn't care about her thoughts, and looked at Mo Yaya who was still climbing the stairs, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Now only Mo Yaya is still climbing the stairs, and just halfway through the climb, the white-faced scholar is thinking about waiting for her to climb to the top so slowly.

Anyone can see that Mo Yaya is not only young, but also extremely weak, as if she hasn't had enough food since she was a child.

The white-haired old man didn't help Mo Yaya, nor was he in a hurry, but waited quietly.

And everyone is new to the fairy gate, even if they are impatient, they will not show it, they can only wait with the white-haired old man.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that Mo Yaya, who was so tired that she was about to collapse, climbed up.

When the white-haired old man was about to show his inspiration to Mo Yaya, the panting Mo Yaya looked up at him and said excitedly, "Grandpa, are you a fairy?"