Liaozhai Great Sage

"No, it's okay. I'm going to forge knives for the old blacksmith. Look, the fire in the furnace is very bright. The knives have burned red and the stones have melted." Li Xiuyuan said weakly.

The red cloud in the sky boiled and rolled, a dazzling golden light pierced through the cloud layer and then melted like water, and began to flow into the birth of the red cloud. Another black light filled the nine days, but it also melted like mercury. Flowed into somewhere among the clouds.

"Bad, it's almost there, the old blacksmith is about to raise his hammer and beat it." Li Xiuyuan said again.

"Boom~!"

There was another change in the sky. At this moment, there were many rays of light, and when the luck was boiling, a thunderbolt from the blue sky came out of nowhere. It fell from the nine heavens and struck into the depths of the clouds. It seemed to hit something, and it made a deafening roar. The sound of gold and iron colliding, but it doesn't work, this sound can penetrate people's hearts and shake the soul.

At this moment, the sky and the earth trembled, and the sun and the moon dimmed.

All the ghosts and spirits in the world trembled with fear when they heard the thunder.

"Boom~!"

There was another thunderclap, as if it was shaking in my ears, the ghosts began to cry, the gods and Buddhas began to tremble, the spirits were startled away, and the cultivators raised their heads to look at the sky in horror.

"What kind of thunder is this? It's really the nemesis of ghosts and gods. Even hearing the sound is so painful."

In the ghost city of the underworld, there was a ghost king whose body was about to split apart after being shaken, and was in so much pain that he hugged his head and groaned.

Even if the ghost king is like this, let alone those ghost generals, ghost soldiers, and ghost servants are first-class.

"The world has changed a lot."

In the Taoist temples all over the place, practitioners woke up one after another from the samadhi. They felt that the secrets of heaven were in chaos, as if their magic power and Taoism were suppressed at this moment.

"This time is even scarier than the saint's great wish. I feel that the essence of the sun and the moon have disappeared at this moment, and they are all rushing to the top of Mount Tai." Immortals who have attained the Tao, ghosts and gods in the sky feel this change, and they all go to Mount Tai. Cast spells in the direction to investigate.

But as soon as the spell was cast, some gods wailed, their eyes were stabbed, and they were blinded and bled immediately. Some immortals cast the mysterious light technique, and the mysterious light burst directly, and thunder bursts came, making them terrified.

There are spirits in the forest who heard the thunder and subconsciously fled around.

The old turtle who vomited alchemy pills, the old ape hurriedly took back the pills, and hid in the big river and mountain forest. The hunting tigers and leopards walked back to their nests in shock when they heard the thunder, opened their flowers, and quickly closed them to meet the sun and moon. The flowers lowered their branches... "Boom..."

The thunder on the top of Mount Tai continued, and terrifying lightning bolts intertwined, all smashing into the blood-red clouds.

Li Xiuyuan's Tao is based on the Great Sword of Slaying Immortals, poured by divine power, struck by thunder and lightning, melted with hard work... Supplemented by the interaction of Yin and Yang, the good fortune of heaven and earth, and Mount Tai as a furnace.

There is no peach grove at this moment, only the red cloud left behind after the painstaking efforts and blood transpiration along the way, if there is a peach grove, this blood-stained white cloud is the peach grove.

There is no blacksmith's shop, only a majestic Mount Tai lying on the ground. If there is a blacksmith's shop, this Mount Tai is the place where swords are cast.

Without the old blacksmith, there is only the creation of heaven and earth. If there is an old blacksmith, this hidden providence is manifested.

There is no crisp sound of hammering iron, only the thunder and lightning, and the deafening roar of the thunder strike. If there is the sound of iron hammering, the thunder and lightning are the iron hammering sound of heaven and earth.

...the dream that was created does not exist at all.

It was nothing more than a vision manifested in Li Xiuyuan's mind after being foreshadowed by the heavens.

Third Sister Hu couldn't help looking up at the sky in horror and trembling at this moment. She vaguely saw that the moment the red cloud was split by the lightning, the golden and black light converged, like yin and yang, and the shape of a big knife gradually became clear... …This big knife has no form, it seems to be manifested by some kind of breath, it has no handle, because no one can hold it, and it has no blade, because the sky and the earth are the blade.

"Cough, cough, cough." Li Xiuyuan's eyes gradually closed, and he seemed very weak even when he coughed.

There seemed to be a bit of memory in his eyes, and all kinds of scenes from the past flashed through his mind like a horse on a horse.

Suddenly, he seemed to be returning to the light again, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Looking at the sky, his memory seemed to return to the scene when he first entered Lanruo Temple and faced the painted wall.

"Third, third sister." Li Xiuyuan said suddenly.

"Yes, my family is here, and my family is listening." Third sister Hu burst into tears, she knew that today's son's death is a foregone conclusion, even if the gods come, they can't reverse it.

The sadness and pain in her heart are beyond the comprehension of others.

Who said that the ghost fox is ruthless, it's just that this feeling is different from that of human beings, but it is still strong and unforgettable.

"I seem to have a poem that I haven't finished. If I don't write it now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future." Li Xiuyuan squeezed a smile on his pale face; "I'm afraid I won't be able to write any good poems at this time, but I will But one thing."

Third Sister Hu nodded repeatedly, wiped her tears and said, "No, it's okay, just write if you want, I'll remember it for you."

"Ok!"

Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes, and said slowly: "I am not willing to pay for the people, but the people are suffering. There are cries everywhere in the mountains and rivers... I was born to be in troubled times, and I swear to eradicate injustice on behalf of the heavens."

"...The dragon horse neighs and holds a gun, and the demons and demons slaughter a basket. Demons can be destroyed, ghosts can be subdued, but gods and Buddhas are the only ones in troubled times."

"Wish to enter the Heavenly Palace to kill gods and Buddhas, the divine way will decline, and the human way will prosper... cough cough."

"With my ambition, I turned a knife into a knife and hung it in the nine heavens to show the holy light."

Li Xiuyuan watched the big sword condense on the sky, the thunder gradually calmed down, and said again: "All ages are one..."

"Since then, all sentient beings have knives on their heads, who dares to stand tall?"

When he finished chanting the last word, he saw above the sky, the rays of light burst, the thunder and lightning scattered, and the power of the gods disappeared. There was only a big knife hanging across the sky. , this breath is vast and infinite, the heaven and the earth are right, the sun and the moon are tilted, it can shake all the evil spirits in the world, and it can kill thousands of ghosts, gods, immortals and Buddhas.

This knife is not in the hands of anyone, only when it is cast, it turns into the brilliance of a bright moon, soars to the sky, hides for nine days, and hangs above the heads of all living beings like the sun and the moon.

Although the big sword is ruthless, it has spirit. If there are big monsters in troubled times and evil ghosts cannibalizing people, the light of this sword will hang down from the nine heavens, and no one can stop the monsters and ghosts.

Sanjie Hu watched the changes in the sky, and when she lowered her head again, Li Xiuyuan in her arms had her eyes closed tightly, and she had no breath. The exquisite heart with seven orifices on her chest was no longer radiant because of the exhaustion of her heart, and the breath of a saint has disappeared since then. without a trace.

"Ah~!"

Seeing Ailang dying in her arms, Third Sister Hu couldn't help crying to the sky, crying hoarsely.

The grief in her heart reached the extreme, and she couldn't bear the feelings in her heart anymore at this moment.

"God is unfair, you saved the world, but who will save you? What kind of karma is this..." Third Sister Hu cried out in grief and indignation.

But no one on the top of Mount Tai responded to her mournful cry, only the rolling sea of ​​clouds and the bitter mountain wind.

7 Chapter Ninety

On the top of Mount Tai, the fox girl cried out in grief.

Third Sister Hu hugged Li Xiuyuan, who was bleeding so hard, and cried bitterly.

Who would have imagined that Li Xiuyuan, a sage in the world who holds the two divine powers in the sky, the underworld, who wins and loses the destiny of a sage, who was born with a seven-aperture exquisite heart, keeps ghosts and gods at arm's length, punishes evil and prevents changes, would die so peacefully on the top of Mount Tai.

No one saw him off, only the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars witnessed all this.

No one grieved for it, only the fox girl who sent him to Taishan cried out for it.

No one even knew all of this, only the ghosts and gods in the dark, the immortals and Buddhas, who sensed the changes in the world, could roughly guess Li Xiuyuan's death.

Evening is over and night is coming.