In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"We - aliens - are -"

"Immortal----uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"

Although he was still stubborn, in the end, this damned consciousness let out a shrill scream.

Xiang Yu and Xiang An stood aside, without words or movements, they just stood quietly, watching all this happen.

They're not stupid, they know what's going on.

The black ghost was torn and shattered in the gust of wind, turned into the most primitive magic molecules, and scattered under the bright moon.

Shan Jun looked up at the bright moon, but tears rolled down from the huge tiger's eyes, and the huge body was trembling uncontrollably.

Blood and tears mixed together and rolled to the ground like broken pearls.

Xiang Yu and Xiang An were both silent, and suddenly two hands climbed on their shoulders, a Taoist with white hair and beard.

"Here, leave it to me."

After the Taoist finished saying these words, he passed the brothers and walked towards Na Shanjun.

Shan Jun also noticed the approach of Daoist Siji and collapsed to the ground.

Being invaded by the body, attacked by the brothers, and expending a lot of vitality to force the alien race out of his body, Shan Jun, who has sheltered the surrounding Pang Mountain for hundreds of years, has already reached the end of the force.

"Siji, I'm still wrong after all." Shan Jun's tone was filled with anger and sadness.

"I actually killed his descendants with my own hands. I actually did such evil things"

Shan Jun cried, crying very sad.

The phantom of Daoist Siji walked in front of Shanjun, sat down, and lightly stroked Shanjun's head twice, only sadness and lament appeared in his eyes.

"You're right, it's just that everything has been doomed." Si Ji sighed, "I didn't practice enough at that time, and I didn't see the fruit of today. It hurts you, and it hurts you."

"Just this time, I can't save you like I did a hundred years ago"

"It doesn't matter." Shan Jun's throat was filled with self-deprecation and tiredness, "If it wasn't for my own pride and carelessness, the thief wouldn't have used my body to do so many evil things."

"I'm still guilty after all."

"you"

"There are so many cause and effect in the world, how can you say guilt and innocence? You just obeyed your own will, and if the final outcome is not under your control, then there is nothing you can do." Gently stroked the blood-stained tiger hair, Si Ji chuckled lightly, "But even so, the wish itself is beautiful. If only the bad final result is used to characterize the originally good wish as evil, when did the wish become so cheap?"

Shan Jun did not speak, but his eyes were closed.

Si Ji was stunned for a moment, and the hand touching Shan Jun's head paused for a moment.

The slightly opened mouth trembled twice, Si Ji lowered his head and touched Shan Jun's head again.

"you"

Na Shanjun was unable to reply.

After a long time, Si Ji stood up and turned to look at Brother Xiang Yu and Xiang An.

He waved his hand and said, "Come, come here."

The two brothers looked at each other, and finally walked over and sat in front of Si Ji.

"You should be the heirs of Ji Chao's child." Si Ji smiled and looked at the two burly young men.

Xiang Yu and Xiang An did not speak, but nodded together.

"It seems that it should be the backhand left by Ji Chao's child. It happened to be awakened by my backhand. This thing of destiny is really wonderful." Si Ji said and couldn't help laughing.

Shaking his head, Si Ji said, "I am your father's master, you can call me master."

"Master." Xiang Yu and Xiang An bowed together, without doubting what Daoist Siji said.

"Now it seems that the alien race has been completely pacified, and the Central Plains will be worry-free for thousands of years."

"But is this fair to Shan Jun?" Xiang An couldn't help but said, looking at Shan Jun's body behind Si Ji Daoist, "Obviously he is a loving god, but he was deceived by the aliens of that dog. , did such an evil thing."

Daoist Siji was startled, as if he did not expect Xiang An to ask this question.

After a moment of hesitation, he sighed.

"Maybe it's a little unfair."

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===Chapter 810 Send Tiger===

Xiang Yu turned his head slightly and glanced at Xiang An.

Xiang An's face was angry, and his eyes always stayed on Na Shanjun.

Shan Jun is dead, without a doubt.

Although Xiang Yu and Xiang An also caused certain injuries, the most fundamental cause of Shan Jun's death was to force out the will of the alien race that completely soaked his soul, and he almost exhausted his own vitality, and he was extremely weak and angry. It completely wiped out the will of the alien race, so that it could not be replenished with vitality at all.

"This is his own choice. Let's respect him a little bit." Daoist Siji nodded slightly and glanced at Shan Jun, who was no longer breathing, "At least he chose a dignified way to die."

"Dignity?" Xiang Yu's eyes dimmed slightly as he muttered the word.

"After a while, you should be back to your father's sealed memory. Is there anything else you want to ask me?" Daoist Siji hesitated for a second, and finally stretched out his hand and touched his brother. The heads of the two, "The dissipation of this spirit body I stayed here represents the return of your seal."

"I'm just wondering why my father wanted to seal the memories of me and Xiang An." Xiang Yu looked up at Si Ji and asked.

"Brother, are you stupid?" Xiang An turned to look at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu: ?

"Think about it, what kind of life did we live outside the customs before, and now we live here in Kuaiji, what kind of life did we live again." Xiang An retracted his gaze, looked at the ground, and took a stick from the side to return it. Branches soaked with rain.

"If we are still outside the customs," Xiang An did not continue, but the meaning expressed is already obvious.

"I see." Xiang Yu also wanted to understand.

Outside the gate, although they have human appearances and speak human languages, they can never be called human beings. They are just machines developed for the purpose of killing.

The behavior patterns and thinking patterns carried in the memory will make the two brothers struggle in the human society. Therefore, Xiang Chao, who plays the role of "father", chose to seal the memories of his two "children" with his own hands.

"He should really treat you as his own children, otherwise, based on my understanding of him, maybe he is someone who wouldn't do such a thing?" Si Ji smiled, "Practice my deductions like this. Immortal practitioners, generally speaking, try to avoid such things as feelings for themselves."

"We are like dead leaves floating on the water, choosing to abandon everything for that illusory future."

"But your father, he is different."

Si Ji sat down and sighed slightly.

"The feelings he carries are bigger and heavier than anyone else, whether it's for the Central Plains, the First Emperor, or the two of you."

"I've lived for hundreds of years, and he's the only one I've ever seen."

"I'm afraid it is precisely because of this that he can shoulder such a responsibility."

As he spoke, his body lightened.

There was a hint of understanding in his expression.

"Looks like it's time."

The brothers were silent for a moment, then bowed together.

"Congratulations to send Master."

"Remember to live happily, two lovable little guys." The traces of Daoist Siji's last existence in this world turned into nothingness in a smile.

The two halves of the tiger jade fell out of the brothers' clothes and had lost their luster.

And the tall bodies of the two brothers have also changed back.

Xiang Liang, Zi Shu, Xiang Yu and Xiang An were all standing beside Shan Jun's body.

In addition, there are Liu Ji who helped resettle the rescued Tiger Lord servants, those who survived, and some of the surviving villagers of Zijia Village.

Everyone was silent, looking at the corpse of the huge Shanjun with various eyes.

"I can testify about this matter." Xiang An couldn't stand the silence, turned around and said with anger, "The culprit is not your Shanjun, he has always been your guardian! "

Xiang Liang stood beside Xiang An, holding in his arms the little girl that Xiang An brought out from the ruins of Zijia Village. He did not find the little girl's family among the surviving villagers, and no one was willing to raise this little girl. , he could only take it with him temporarily.

"I fought with your Shanjun, and saw with my own eyes that he exhausted his vitality in order to find the real culprit, and smashed the culprit into slag while shedding blood and tears!"

"you--"

Before Xiang An finished speaking, the villagers, including the servants of the Tiger Lord who saw the murder of the Black Mountain Lord, suddenly knelt down.

Among the servants of the Tiger Lord, Yang Yi, the only surviving person in the middle of the three li, burst into tears, took the lead and kowtowed heavily towards Shanjun's stone.

"Pangshan people————" he shouted, his voice trembling.

"Send Shanjun!!!"

"People of Pangshan————Send Shanjun!!!" The surviving villagers, whether they were injured or lost their family members, followed along and kowtowed heavily.

Xiang An was stunned.

"They know." Xiang Yu grabbed Xiang An's shoulder and nodded slightly.

"Their god has never been an evil god."

Xiang An was stunned for a moment, then nodded as well.

"I have contacted the county governor, and I believe they will come here soon to assist the last Yang Lizheng in disaster relief." Xiang Liang walked to the brothers' side, but his eyes stayed on Na Shanjun. " It's a pity that such a gentle fairy has ended up like this."

"It's okay." Xiang An clenched his fists.

"At least he didn't lose his dignity."

"Is that so?" Xiang Liang nodded, turned around, and walked towards the distance, "In that case, let's go."

"Go back?"

"Well." Xiang Liang stopped and finally turned his head to take a look. "This is the scene of parting. The people of Pangshan and the gods of Pangshan are parting. We outsiders, staying here will only add to the chaos."

"What about this little girl?" Xiang Yu leaned over and asked.

After being silent for a while, Xiang Liang sighed: "No one wants to take it, so we can't throw it away."