Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 340. 339. The Reunion Over Tens of Thousands of Years

On the desolate land, as far as the eye can see, it is full of devastation.

There are cobweb-like ravines all over the surface, which seem to go straight to the ground. The forest is turned into black coke, and the rushing river is evaporated, exposing the dry riverbed. There are hardly any traces of living things, only some extremely powerful monsters The bones of the beast stand like tombstones in the wilderness.

Thousands of miles of wilderness, full of scorched earth!
A phantom in red clothes quietly emerged, her face was beautiful, but her expression was extremely bewildered, with struggle and pain in her eyes.

She had already forgotten Hong Yingxue's name, and her robe was stained red with blood and tears, so she was called Hongyi.

Even if the memory is erased, the soul-tearing pain still remains in Hong Yi's heart, with nowhere to vent, no way to resolve it.

This red-clothed ghost wandered over the sky in a daze like this, only remembering a strange name - An Le.

Time goes by, and the time flies by.

New life was bred in the dead land, tenacious sprouts pierced the soil, bringing a touch of greenery to the earth, or powerful or weak monsters became active and multiplied.

But every night, the darkness that belongs to the big summer will still come as scheduled.

At first, the monsters were not the targets of the darkness to hunt, but as time went by, the darkness refused to let go of their flesh and blood.

So the monsters began to migrate to the outskirts of the wilderness, heading towards the vast and unknown world.

But the nostalgia for the ancestral land is engraved deep in the blood of the monster.

In the future, there will be old big monsters who will return to this land, find a secluded place, and then die peacefully.

The woman in red was wandering in the changing wilderness. She saw some people building palaces on the outskirts of the wilderness, setting up tall stone gates, leaving inheritance, and placing town center stones to resist the darkness of night.

For some reason, seeing such a scene, the pain in her heart was inexplicably relieved.

The girl in red is floating and floating, aimlessly crossing mountains, rivers, wilderness, and mountains. In the world outside the wilderness, the fire of civilization finally sprouts, and the kingdom of mortals and immortals begin to be born.

On this day, the girl in red came to a village. The villagers were amazed by her beauty, and they received her warmly.

The woman in red was ignorant of everything, but felt a little happy.

But when the sun rose the next day, there was only one dead body left in the whole village.

It turned out that the demonic thoughts of the villagers were aroused by the woman in red, and they wanted to keep her forever. In order to fight for her ownership, people killed each other, and no one survived.

The demonic nature of the woman in red comes from divinity, and the collapse of faith and extreme pain magnified this demonic nature again.

Only the purest soul can breed the purest demon nature.

But to the woman in red, this demonic nature is like an inescapable curse.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, she shed blood and tears again, and wanted to hide in the mountains and never see anyone again.

But some monks came after hearing the news, chasing and killing the woman in red.

The woman in red didn't fight back, she just ran away blindly, but this behavior attracted more and more monks, they either coveted her beauty, or longed for this power, causing a bloody rain fishy.

The woman in red still didn't do anything, and most of the monks were killed or injured in mutual suspicion and murder.

Gradually, the sober people became afraid of the woman in red, and called her——

God Witch!
The woman in red memorized this title, and as the days passed, as she saw and experienced more and more, a new consciousness was born in her ignorant soul.

She said in her heart: "From today onwards, I am the Heavenly Witch."

In the following days, the Sky Witch tried to hide her whereabouts as much as possible, only daring to look at the town where people lived from a distance.

I don't know when, she gradually mastered her own ability, she can see the demonic nature in other people's hearts, and can also feed on these demonic natures.

"If I absorb people's demon nature, won't I be able to prevent wars and disputes from happening?"

Therefore, the Heavenly Witch began to search for those cities with strong demonic nature, in an attempt to prevent the tragedy from happening.

At first, her actions did have some effect, and the city that had been absorbed by the demonic nature was much more peaceful, but she soon discovered that the demonic nature in people's hearts can never completely disappear.

Wherever there are people, there will be demonic growth.

Often, just as the Heavenly Witch has digested part of her demonic nature, more demonic nature will emerge continuously.

Sometimes the Sky Witch has just left the city, and looking back after a while, the city has already ignited the flames of war.

And whenever a war breaks out, the demonic nature that erupts is so intense that even the Sky Witch can't digest it.

Moreover, the demonic nature of all living beings is chaotic and dirty, with various distracting thoughts, it is very difficult for the Sky Witch to absorb, which makes her already unstable soul more fragile, and even tends to collapse.

Seeing that the cities she once guarded were destroyed one after another, and the residents in the cities were displaced. Over time, the Sky Witch finally gave up.

She realized that absorbing magic nature could not save sentient beings.

She gradually became numb and indifferent, watching the vicissitudes of life, the birth and death of generations, the rise and fall of various forces, the rise and fall of dynasties, the joys and sorrows of the world, and the intrigues of monks. .

In the cities where wars broke out, the sects that had been massacred, and the ruins that were razed to the ground, people often saw a woman in red wandering around, so they regarded her as an unknown person.

As a result, the Heavenly Witch became a dead crow, feared and hated by people.

During these long, immeasurably long years, the woman in red always remembered the name "An Le", but she could never find a trace of him.

On this day, the witch's demonic nature absorbed more than she could bear.

She knew that once the demonic nature in her body was out of control, it would cause great disaster, and countless people would die because of her.

So, the Heavenly Witch found a place of bitter cold and was about to kill herself when a woman in white came out of the night with a shy smile on her face.

"Hong Yingxue, long time no see."

The Heavenly Witch stared blankly at the woman, but she didn't recognize her, she just murmured.

"Hong Yingxue, is this my name?"

"But... An Le, who is it?"

Hearing this name, the woman couldn't return to her senses for a long time, with tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, she sighed.

"Master An, I am not the only one who remembers you."

Not long after, the woman calmed down. She called herself Zhongxu, the lord of Taixu Palace, and after inspecting the state of the Heavenly Witch, she said: "You are going to be insane, I have a method, which can solve the demonic nature in your body and make them harmless." One side, but for you, it could be very painful."

The Heavenly Witch implored: "Please do it quickly."

Zhong Xu couldn't bear it, but he still made a bold move, blasting away the soul of the Sky Witch.

The demonic nature of the Sky Witch has long been rooted in the depths of the soul, and if she wants to reduce her demonic nature, she can only start with every tiny piece of soul.

The whole process was very difficult, even with Zhongxu's cultivation, he couldn't control all the split souls.

As a result, several remnant souls escaped and continued to wander under the sky.

These remnant souls are extremely weak, with blurred memory, neither Hong Yingxue nor Sky Witch, some gradually dissipated in the world, some were destroyed by monks, some were polluted by demon nature, and turned into pure evil spirits.

In this way, she wandered for many years.

Until one day, the eyes of the gods once again fell on this revived land, on an ordinary village woman.

A few months later, Orion, named Anping, fell down outside the delivery room with a sad expression. His wife died trembling after giving birth to a baby boy, as if seeing an extremely terrifying existence.

In order to avoid the rumors in the village, Anping left the original village and came to a place called Chenjia Village.

He named his child Anle, which means peace and joy.

At the same time, a remnant soul with only obsession left came to Chenjia Village. Her divinity and demonism infected the monsters outside the village. The altar of Chengtian Pagoda in memory made them worship extremely, so there was a cave The Altar of Bones.

More than ten years later, the girl in red followed Anle and left Chenjiacun, walked through Chiyu Village together, experienced extreme cold and spiritual disasters, and called out the name "Anle" for the first time, then joined Taixu Palace and walked through Xuyuan , came to the fairy tomb in the wilderness, and saw An Le step into the gate of light...

Numerous memories surged like a river, rushing endlessly, Hong Yingxue suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and couldn't help calling out: "An Le!"

"I'm here."

In front of her, An Le smiled extremely gently, and said softly, "Miss Hong, long time no see."

Hong Yingxue looked at him quietly, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Suddenly, Hong Yingxue's eyes turned red, and she said with a smile, "I knew you wouldn't lie to me."

"We really met in the future."

She couldn't help throwing herself into An Le's arms, and burst into tears: "But I didn't expect that the future would be so far away. Do you know how hard it was for me to find you?"

Hong Yingxue is like a little girl who has been wronged for a long time, holding An Le's skirt tightly in her hands, as if he would disappear if she let go.

An Le patted her on the back lightly: "Haven't we already met?"

After a long time, Hong Yingxue's mood stabilized, and Su Dai at the side finally couldn't help asking: "An Lang, what have you experienced this night?"

At this time, An Le has returned to the fairy tomb where he left, and only one night has passed since he entered the gate of light.

But Su Dai looked at An Le carefully, and felt that he had changed a lot.

An Le's appearance remained unchanged, but his expression was haggard and sad, as if he had experienced many things.

His gaze became deeper, his temperament was slightly restrained, and his breath was extremely weak, but he carried an indomitable and extremely firm spirit.

But for some reason, Su Dai always felt that An Le was under extremely heavy pressure, which made her feel distressed.

Even though it was just one night, why did An Le change so much?
"It's a long story."

An Le smiled and said, "It's just one night for you, but for me, it's really come a long way."

For the time being, he didn't tell Su Dai and the others about the magnificent journey, but turned his head, looked at the remnant soul in the prism crystal that was burnt to nothing but a wisp of Xuanhui, and said softly.

"Third brother, I'm back."

It didn't take much time for An Le to pass through the Infinity Momentary Stone, but Xuan Hui endured tens of thousands of years of loneliness.

The gray-haired Xuan Hui stared blankly at An Le.

He had clearly forgotten the memory of An Le, but when he heard the "Third Brother", he still couldn't help but burst into tears.

He wondered to himself: "Huh? Why... am I crying?"

An Le said seriously: "Third brother, Da Zhou, did not fail."

"Thanks to you, I made it, and so do we."

Hearing this, Xuan Hui cried like a child, crying and laughing: "That's good...that's good..."

As he cried and cried, his figure gradually faded away, as if he was about to disappear.

The success or failure of Da Zhou is already the last obsession in Xuan Hui's heart, and now that the obsession is gone, it will naturally cease to exist.

But at this moment, a branch of the Dao tree growing in the Stone of Infinite Moments hung down again, the sound of Dao sounded, and a leaf wrapped Xuanhui's remnant soul in it, and then fell into An Le's hands.

An Le also placed it among the Chaos Divine Tree in Dantian, together with the Dao flower, in anticipation of the future.

Third Senior Brother Zuo Yu and Su Dai are still at a loss, unable to understand the current situation.

He couldn't help asking: "Little brother, where did the big brother go?"

Only An Le walked out of the prism, but Xiang Tie Tower was nowhere to be seen.

An Le said calmly, "Don't worry, he's in another place in the wilderness."

"We'll go find him after I take a break."

After all, An Le sat down cross-legged and began to heal her injuries.

An Le didn't seem to be seriously injured. In fact, the injuries in his body were extremely serious, almost shaking the foundation.

I saw that the space of the divine treasures in his body was almost collapsed, and it was in a mess in all directions, and the ten divine treasures were broken to pieces, tattered, and the secret power was almost dried up.

Not only that, the flow of qi and blood was extremely slow, completely missing the momentum of the previous great rivers, and there was no drop of spiritual power left.

Even the supernatural Chaos Sacred Tree in the dantian was sluggish at this time, its branches were dry and drooping listlessly, and dry wrinkles were added to the trunk.

Under the sacred tree, Anle's primordial spirit was wounded all over, sluggish and dying.

This is because his innate qi was almost exhausted.

Almost cutting off the fingertips of the Virgin of Tianyuan, this kind of feat is commendable even in the outer world, but the price paid is not insignificant.

In order to contain the secret power of the central stone of Zhou Zhen, An Le's body was almost exploded.

On the other hand, confronting Shenwei head-on, caused Anle's primordial spirit to suffer a lot of damage, and his consciousness was extremely disordered.

At this moment, An Le, from his body to his soul, is like porcelain covered with cracks, which may collapse if touched lightly, even more fragile than the last time he comprehended Xiantian Qi.

At that time, he was able to support and control the overall situation, and he said the final entrustment, which was already the result of relying on willpower.

Hong Yingxue looked at him full of worry.

Su Dai also noticed that the state of peace was wrong.

At this moment, a drop of red-gold divine blood oozes from Yangyang on Anle's finger again.

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