After reading many Taoist classics that Liang Yiluo gave her, and adding this book he wrote himself, Huo Qing'e always feels that she has a deep understanding.

Yin and Yang are yin and yang, and sometimes Huo Qing'e also thinks, since he is good at the way of yin and yang, then the double cultivation method is definitely not a problem, maybe discussing with him will also help find his own way.

Huo Qing'e thought wildly, and when she saw Liang Yiluo finished writing another article, she sincerely admired: "Master Liang Yi is truly the strongest onmyoji. The'Great Onmyoji' is worthy of its name. Qing'e admires it very much.

"The empress praised..."

Liang Yiluo smiled softly, but didn't deny it. At this point, coupled with the power of transcendence, there is nothing that he cannot learn or master at all.

"This book's explanation of onmyoji can be said to be unprecedented, and there is no one to come after. What name is Master Liangyi going to give?"

Huo Qing'e flipped through Liang Yiluo's manuscript and asked with interest.

"Name..."

After pondering a little, Liang Yiluo folded the paper together. The seemingly thick paper, but under the influence of the magic technique, it appeared that the book had only a few thin pages.

Turning to the cover of the book, the material of the cover is neither gold nor wood nor stone nor jade. It feels soft and sturdy, but there is nothing on this strange cover, without any writing or decoration.

Liang Yiluo lifted up the pen, and quickly painted four large characters in the blank space above-to account for the matter!

Chapter 0094 The Realm Of Life And Death

"Accounting for a decision?"

Huo Qing'e looked at the four big characters that Liangyi wrote while lifting the pen, and slightly opened her mouth and smiled: "What's the meaning of this name?"

Liang Yiluo shook his head, and just said: "Take whatever you want, where there is any deep meaning."

When it comes to the classics of onmyoji, the first thing that comes to mind is to account for the matter. Liang Yiluo thought of this name and took it casually.

Huo Qing'e didn't doubt that he had him, thinking that Liang Yiluo was really a name that came to mind.

At this moment, she saw a stack of papers pressed under the inkstone on the side. The papers were not very thick. Compared with the book written by Liang Yi Luo, these papers were incredibly thin.

Huo Qing'e initially thought that it was a draft that Liangyiluo wrote wrong, but suddenly it occurred to him that there were no mistakes when Liangyiluo wrote the book. They were all done in one go. Thinking about it this way, the paper shouldn't be a waste manuscript.

‘Is it written before? ’

Huo Qing'e thought so.

When she came over to disturb Liang Yiluo, he was already writing a book, and it was possible that he had already written something before.

Now she is not so interested in the books written by Liang Yiluo, and Huo Qing'e doesn't regard herself as an outsider, and generously stretched out her hand to grab the stack of white paper, with inexplicable excitement.

Obviously she can't see the words above, but Huo Qing'e seems to be attracted by it. Her instinct tells her that the records on the white paper are not simple things.

Just when Huo Qing'e's slender fingers were about to touch the paper, a big hand stretched out and grabbed her Haobai's wrist.

Huo Qing'e was taken aback for a moment, and she never expected that Liang Yiluo would stop her. He didn't care about the things she turned on Liang Yiluo before. But this restraint, on the contrary, made her more interested. Human beings are all curious. The more you don't let you know, the more you want to know.

The corner of Huo Qing'e's mouth was sullied, and the misty fairy aura brought a trace of evil. She smiled and said: "What secrets did Master Liangyi write on it?"

"There are indeed some secrets, but they are not unspeakable. The curiosity of the lady is really heavy."

After speaking, Liang Yiluo pulled out the paper under the inkstone and patted his hand.

"Cats have nine lives, but curiosity can still kill them."

Huo Qing'e's eyes were staring at the white paper on Liang Yi's hands, his eyes burning, the more he said that, the more itchy Huo Qing'e became.

Liang Yiluo looked at Huo Qing'e and laughed blankly. He passed the blank paper in his hand, blinked and said, "If you are really interested, please take a look, but don't be addicted to it, and don't go. Try, it is very dangerous."

Huo Qing'e was taken aback for a moment, but she didn't expect Liang Yiluo to pass the things so easily. She couldn't wait to take it from Liang Yiluo's hand, and turned the paper over, and it turned out that it was written on the front with a lot of black ink. Text, and besides text, she also saw something like an atlas.

Huo Qing'e was about to look at it from the beginning, when she suddenly thought of Liang Yiluo's reminder, she hesitated for a moment, the curiosity in her heart still prevailed.

Liang Yiluo stopped his own work of writing and making decisions. The work was not busy anyway. Slowly, he picked up the steaming tea, blew the tea on it, and took a light sip.

Well, Huo Qing'e's skills are not bad. It seems that she has a lot of research on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, tea ceremony and so on.

After taking a sip of tea, Liang Yi stared at Huo Qing'e closely, waking her up when needed.

Just as Liang Yiluo thought, Huo Qing'e, who was looking at the thin manual, began to sweat, and the expression in her eyes was slowly disappearing, and the whole soul and consciousness seemed to be immersed in it.

After reading one page, her instinct can make her turn to the next page. It is not so much that she is looking at something, it is better to say that she is staring at the paper in a daze.

After an unknown period of time, Liang Yiluo felt that it was almost the same, and coughed gently, covering her mouth. This cough sounded like Hong Zhongda Lu, suddenly resounding in Huo Qing'e's mind, and the vegetative immortal finally woke up.

She put down the manuscript paper abruptly, panting heavily, looking frightened.

"What do you think of it?"

Liang Yiluo said with a smile, but this smiling face seemed to Huo Qing'e now, but the mountain was far away, and it was not true at all.

Her complexion, her eyes wandering, as if she couldn't believe that Liang Yiluo actually left all those things on paper.

"This is... the realm of life and death?"

Huo Qing'e's voice was a little hoarse. After seeing what was recorded on the thin pages, she completely forgot about the other things, as if she had entered the realm of life and death, and understood the mystery of it, if it weren't the critical moment of the two things Wake her up, I'm afraid Huo Qing'e, who is addicted to it, will be greatly injured.

"This is the first draft. I still need to design some magic techniques to prevent others from being so immersed in it like Qing'e Empress. After the magic is completed, it will be the final draft."

Huo Qing'e smiled bitterly and muttered to herself: "Sure enough, curiosity is going to kill people."

This unfinished thing is sometimes scarier than the finished one.

She hesitated for a while, and then said with some fear: "Master Liangyi was able to write these things, which really amazes me, but are you not afraid of the **** and the underworld making trouble for you?"

"That is, in this world, I can only write them in words..." Liang Yiluo shook his head slightly, not at all proud of his masterpiece.

"As for the **** and the underworld, how can they bother me..."

"Although, it records the knowledge that Yan Mo and the death gods absolutely don't want to see, and don't want them to circulate... But since the truth exists here, it is beyond their control."

Liang Yiluo said indifferently.

Huo Qing'e's expression is complicated and unspeakable. For her immortal, Yan Mo of Hades and others are the things that cause immortals the most headaches and fears, but Liang Yiluo is so disrespectful to Yan Mo who is in charge of death in the underworld, and is not afraid of falling after death. To hell?

Really, I can't see this man more and more...

How was I so blinded that I thought I could fight him?

Huo Qing'e became suspicious, the man in front of him could never be a human! No matter how talented, it is impossible to penetrate the mystery of life and death at this age. If this is the case, then what is the meaning of other people living?

"I'm really more and more curious about your origins, Master Liangyi."

"Don't be curious about men, that's a very dangerous thing."