The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Finding a mirror amidst a pile of ruins is indeed a difficult task.

The Meng family was a large and powerful family, the most prominent family in town. Although they were severely weakened in a battle with evil spirits, their mansion still stood the same size.

As Lin Du rummaged through the rubble, he sighed, "Real estate is real estate. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and the bigger one is all hard bones."

The five of them spent a long time digging out a few mirrors.

Lin Du and Yan Qing each held a mirror and studied it, discovering that the mirror required the Meng family bloodline to activate.

Unfortunately, they are all outsiders now. The only remaining member of the Meng family bloodline is now just a skeleton, a skeleton covered in curse marks, which is less useful than the grass on a grave.

Lin Du glanced at Meng An and sighed, looking at his group of honest and straightforward junior disciples as if they were his own.

It's no use, it's no use.

Yan Qing suggested, "Why don't we just tear it down?"

Lin Du asked him, "If we dismantle it, can we find the memory core? Can we be sure the previously recorded images will still be there?"

Yan Qing honestly shook his head.

Lin Du sighed again.

It's no use, it's no use.

"However, Junior Uncle, you are well-read. Liyang Town is located on the southwestern border. You can tell at a glance that the curse marks on the statue and the bones are of the same origin... Then what about this mirror?"

Lin Du understood. "Go and dismantle that stone statue to practice first."

Yan Qing: ?

Lin Du, carrying the mirror, ran back to the original courtyard, with Yan Qing close behind. The remaining three hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow.

Meng An was dumbfounded. "Why did you follow her? Weren't you going to keep digging?"

Xia Tian, ​​flustered, grabbed his junior sister Jin Xuan, saying, "Let's dig up the mirror for Junior Uncle."

Jinxuan also lashed out with her whip to pull Yuan Ye back, saying, "Come back too."

Yuan Ye was pulled back by a mysterious force halfway down the road, landing on the ground where he stared at Ni Jinxuan, "No..."

He looked up and saw Ni Jinxuan just lifting a thick roof beam, then silently swallowed the rest of his words.

Meanwhile, Yan Qing and Lin Du had successfully dismantled the core of the stone statue.

"It's Fire Yang Stone."

Lin Du and Yan Qing exchanged a glance, both seeing the same meaning in each other's eyes.

"This thing is valuable!"

In no time at all, the cores of all sixty-four stone sculptures were dismantled, with each person taking half and putting the rest into their own bag.

While dismantling the formation, Lin Du did not forget his original mission: to simulate the Eight Yang Formation. However, the Fire Yang Stones were not enough; he also needed human essence and blood.

Among the three talismans at the core of the stone carving, one of them is a substitute talisman containing human essence and blood.

After collecting the talismans, Lin Du returned to the Meng family mansion and asked Xia Tianwu, "Could you extract the essence blood from them?"

After watching for a while, Xia Tian, ​​a healer skilled in tempering, said, "I can give it a try."

Meng An was originally just wandering around the courtyard aimlessly, but he became more interested when he saw Xia Tianwu start refining talismans to extract essence blood.

I initially thought that only that glib-tongued and ruthless kid among the group of five had any real skills, but it turns out there are quite a few capable people.

First, there were the two boys who unexpectedly identified the energy remnants and centaurs from a thousand years ago; then there was the girl's extraordinary strength; and now, there was this female cultivator who always kept a low profile and had a superb extraction method.

Extracting the dried essence blood from the talisman while eliminating the remaining ink, paper, and spiritual energy is no easy task.

None of the five people were idle people trying to take advantage of the situation.

Meng An suddenly understood why the little child said, "The five of us can give it a try."

Perhaps they really can.

"Junior Uncle." A drop of crimson blood remained in Xia Tianwu's palm.

Lin Du presented several mirrors to her, and the crimson mark touched the mirror surface and automatically disappeared into it.

Soon, a scene from a thousand years ago appeared before them.

Through several confrontations and showdowns reflected in the mirror, they uncovered the truth of that night a thousand years ago.

After Shen Yan discovered the abnormality of the statue, he struck it with all his might. He did not damage the statue, but he did shake the formation and completely awakened Meng An.

Shen Yan was killed by the evil spirit and the spirit of the Loyalty Array for attacking the statue. Before he died, he shouted, "Even as a ghost, I will destroy the man-eating statue."

Fearing that Shen Yan might cause trouble after his death, the cultivators who studied the incense and divine path with him trapped his soul in a soul-sealing array amidst the town's discussions.

The evil spirit discovered the awakened Meng An. Two tigers cannot share one mountain, and how could one elephant contain two spirits? It wanted to devour Meng An.

Meng An was powerful enough to escape the statue, but he had not yet recalled his previous memories. Instead, the evil energy in his soul forced him to lose his mind, and he was summoned back to the Meng family by the soul-summoning array in the Meng family ancestral hall.

The evil spirit and the cultivators who practice the incense and divine way share a common source of power. The evil spirit immediately used a dream to inform the cultivators that a thousand-year-old evil ghost had come to the Meng family.

The two groups of rogue cultivators and the Meng family faced off repeatedly, clashing and fighting several times. Meanwhile, the evil spirits and demons in the rear were also engaged in a back-and-forth battle.

The Meng family gathered the soul not because the father couldn't bear to part with his son, nor because the family couldn't bear to part with their young master, but because they wanted to use the young master's soul to repair the Liyang Grand Array, which had been damaged in the previous battle between good and evil.

With the Liyang Grand Formation in place, evil spirits will not be able to approach, and this town will eventually return to the prosperity and peace it enjoyed before the great war. The mixed spiritual energy that has accumulated over the years will also be purified again.

The one who should have received the blessings from those incense offerings was Meng An's soul, not an evil spirit.

And there should be no cultivators who practice the path of incense offerings and steal the power of vows.

The Liyang Grand Formation requires the power of those vows and the malevolent spirit of a member of the Meng family.

Unfortunately, unexpected complications arose, leading to too many unforeseen events.

In the end, the Meng family joined forces to form an array, burying the cultivators, evil spirits, and Meng An inside. However, they discovered that the moment the array was activated, the essence of the flowers, plants, and trees was gradually drained away.

Evil spirits are ultimately born from the desires of countless people. No matter how they are refined, the will to survive caused the Liyang Grand Array to backfire.

The Meng family realized something was wrong and ordered their members to quickly evacuate the people, while the rest broke through the enemy lines.

In the end, the great formation was completely destroyed by evil spirits, demons, and cultivators. The mansion was a chaotic mess of people, who suffered from the backlash of the formation. Meng An, who had fled, still exuded evil aura and wanted to harm people.

The mistakes he made should be borne by himself. The Meng family used the Soul-Sealing Array to seal Meng An, while the cultivator endured the backlash and drove the evil spirit back into the temple.

Those who remained until the end were almost devoid of life, their hair turned completely white, and their bodies rapidly decayed, eventually turning into thick dust over the long years.

When they entered the courtyard earlier, they may not have stepped on dust, but on the ashes of the Meng family members that had been weathered and dissolved.

The people probably didn't know why they were sent out of the city overnight, nor did they know what had happened in the city.

Those who truly knew the truth had all turned to dust in the wind, never to be seen again.

After a long silence, Ni Jinxuan asked, "Junior Uncle, why... do I feel like they meant well but ended up doing something wrong?"

Lin Du smiled and gently released the spiritual power supporting the Mingjing in mid-air. "Perhaps, Junior Uncle doesn't know."

As soon as she finished speaking, the mirror suddenly shattered in mid-air.

Lin Du exclaimed, "I'm so handsome, even the mirror is blown away!"

Meng An: ...

That's clearly because you couldn't control your ice elemental power, okay? Even he, a ghost, felt incredibly cold.

Lin Du patted Jin Xuan's head and said, "Good intentions can lead to bad outcomes because many people still harbor bad desires, which is the source of many bad things and tragedies."

"You mean well, but you can't know if the other person has ulterior motives."

"When the initial good intentions pass through the hands of countless people, it's like each of us adding a spoonful of seasoning to a dish; the overall taste is bound to be off."

"So, my child, some things can't be done just because you have good intentions. If something isn't entirely righteous, there will always be consequences if you use it. The rules and regulations of the sect are the rules and regulations of the sect."

Lin Du withdrew his hand and looked at Jin Xuan, who was nodding vigorously.

Yuan Ye glanced at Meng An, "Senior, are you angry... In fact, when it comes to the nation and the world, someone always has to make sacrifices."

"I know." Meng An smiled, glancing at Yuan Ye, who was clearly a member of the royal family from the mortal realm. "Do you think I would be resentful?"

"No, I won't."

"A person only lives this one life. Thousands of years ago, Meng An should have died. If his soul then went on to bring blessings to the region, it would be a great merit for me. If not, so what?"

After Meng An finished speaking, he crossed his arms and raised his chin at Lin Du, "Quickly, send me and my brother on our way."

Lin Du responded, "Coming, my disciples, follow me to break the formation!"