God [Ancient Sword]

After sending away the elders and his party from Jinting Mountain, Li Chuhuang personally opened the furnace to make alchemy.

Chen Yu sat at the window of the side hall, looked up at him to refine the medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace, blindly taking medicines and treating them, and then lost his mind after watching.

As a new sect, Qingyutan was able to firmly occupy such a blessed place like Mount Heng without being disturbed, and it became so prosperous in just a few years because of these golden elixirs.Living to the death of human flesh and bones, prolonging the life span is nothing more than life-changing journey, the plastic root is already a first-class good fortune, but there is no such thing as a heaven-defying technique that does not pay a price in advance. Used as medicine, it is naturally powerful in a short period of time, and it can be eaten by raw people, but it is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it either.The law of the jungle and the law of the jungle, she came from an earlier era than the Great Wilderness, and there are too many cognitions imprinted with the traces of that era.In this world where the soul-crossing technique is a forbidden technique, it is naturally difficult to imagine the three thousand gates that were derived from the vast and vast world thousands of years ago.

Chen Yu was born as a god, inherited from the chaotic Qinglian, she existed for an eternity when the gods were born, and before the living beings were enlightened, she had obtained countless laws in this world, and most of the merits that created the world and created everything depended on her. What could shake her in this boundless world?She has her own way of judging right from wrong, good from evil, and even if she turns into a human and reincarnates for thousands of years, she will not change her standards because of this.People in the world lament that gods and gods are ruthless, but this so-called love is mostly just a mortal's assumption.

Just like when she looks at those solidified flower souls, even though she thinks that the beauty of the original ecology that fades with the four seasons is more admirable, she doesn't think there is any reason to cut off the vitality and maintain the blooming posture forever.God's view of man is no different than man's view of flowers and plants, and man's view of livestock.

"What is Ah Yan thinking again?" A gentle and quiet voice whispered in her ear.

She blinked, and at some point, Li Chuhuang had already closed the alchemy cloth to restrain her, and stood in front of her.She opened her hand obediently, and he hugged her with one hand with a smile. The wind of her sleeve swept the door of the side hall to open a gap, and then closed it by itself as the two left.

"If you do this, can you find... a way?"

Li Chuhuang patted the back of her head without answering or pausing.Walking along the aisle to the other side of the side hall, there is a small pavilion facing the water. Chen Yu likes a hibiscus plant there, so he specially asked his disciples to rest up the wooden pavilion. The water is drawn, and a set of living scenes are constructed along with the thin bamboo, rockery, magnolia and weeds, and there is a sense of elegance everywhere.

He carried her to the slump of the corridor and put her down, and untied the bead pendant that tied the curtain to hide the cool breeze.The upper layer of the sapphire altar is eternal night, without sunlight, and although the temperature is constant, it is always as cool as water.Now she is an ordinary mortal body, and she can't avoid the pain of mortals, so he has always taken care of her very carefully.

Holding the freshly brewed tea, Chen Yu watched him finish burning the incense, and took off the qin hanging on the wall, "Chu Huang" - a small call.

He looked at her, paused for a moment, then got up and hugged him on his lap, hugged her and lowered his eyes to correct the sound.

Meticulously tuned the piano to a good tune, but put it aside as if he suddenly lost interest, Chen Yan saw that he was in a bad mood, thought for a while, handed him the tea to warm his hands, and opened his hands She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in the hollow of his shoulders.This comforting behavior similar to dependence made him a little dumbfounded, he put down the teacup casually, and rubbed his chin on top of her head lightly.

There was an unknown meaning in the low and gentle voice: "Ah Yan, are you worried about me?"

Hearing this, she raised her head and looked at him, pursing her lips slightly.

"In this world, all things have spirits, but not all spirits have souls." Li Chuhuang said, "Back then, Fenglai was just a qin spirit, and he obtained a complete soul and life by using the technique of the emperor's drawing of life and soul... Aren't you curious about what kind of technique this is?"

He smiled and said: "There are legends in the world that Fuxi created gods, Shennong created animals, and Nuwa created humans. Are things like souls really the same for all races? The art of life-soul traction is achieved, and the prince Changqin is a fairy, but it can come from the same hands , how is this person's soul different from Prince Changqin's?"

Chen Yan knew that he had been brooding over the fact that he had gone through a bloody battle to separate his soul, but he didn't know that he had delved into it so deeply.

"It's not like that," she said sullenly, "all the gods after the Three Emperors were born of laws. Fuxi's so-called creation of gods is to find the gods that should be in this world from 33 days away according to the destiny. Shennong and Nuwa , is it not a pawn under the way of heaven? The reason God wants Nuwa to master the art of pulling the soul of life is because of a prince Changqin—the God of Destiny Music. What to do, so the prince Changqin can exist."

The human race just came into being, and the only destiny it bears is to replace all races and become the protagonists in the world.There are so many living beings, so where is the need for the ultimate individual?You are born different from them, why bother with these.

"But the soul is really a wonderful thing." He smiled lowly, his expression seemed to be joyful and joyful, but his deep eyes were silent and frighteningly quiet.

"Ah Yan, the only place where life and soul reincarnate in this world is the reincarnation of hell, but there are such incomplete souls that cannot enter the underworld, but can only turn into desolate souls wandering between heaven and earth, without memory, without thoughts, and can only wait. The soul power dissipates and disappears in this world. Do you think that desolate soul is helpless? If I become a desolate soul one day, what will I look like?"

He slowly said: "In the world, there is an array of common sorrows that can separate a living person's complete soul from the body to survive in a fantasy dream. Taoism has magic techniques that can separate souls into objects and maintain them with magic power. At the beginning of the human race, there are forbidden methods to seize life. The soul into the sword becomes a divine tool, and even the soul-crossing technique I use is to rob the soul to keep life alive... Ah Yan, look, isn't it very interesting?"

She stared at him blankly, then slowly shook her head.

She wanted to say, you have a phoenix bone life soul, if you can awaken it and blend with you, you will never be able to turn into a desolate soul... But then, he would not be a human, but a demon, or even the Supreme Among Demons , there is no turning back.She understood that he came back to this world precisely because he was obsessed with being a human being. This obsession to obtain unchanging love from human beings was born because of her, but now he lost his soul because of the tomb of the gods. Only through memory can she be allowed to stay, so she can't say anything.

He was terribly clever.She dared not even say a word.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Yan, I'm just watching," he said, "The sky wants me to become a monster with separated souls. I just want to see what the souls in this world look like."

Therefore, he does not shy away from using the souls of humans and animals into elixirs. To him, it is just an act of recycling waste after researching souls.

Chen Yu was silent for a while, then said softly: "Then you agreed to make alchemy for Jinting Mountain, because you already guessed that Wangyou's mother... is a demon?"

"I couldn't be sure at first, but I can be sure after hearing a few conversations between you and her." He smiled lowly, "It's really interesting, what kind of monster is it, and the mixed blood born with humans is no different from ordinary people, and I can't find it. A little witchy?"

It must be one of the monsters.Magic is impossible.Pure turbidity is inherently different from human beings. If the blood of humans and demons is mixed, then the demons have a strong bloodline, and they will not be able to get out of the turbid body no matter what.And there are different types of monsters. Even the monster clan itself can't tell how many different species and variants there are. It's not surprising that there are such strange behaviors.

"You want to use this to study demons?" Chen Yan knew him well.

"The Three Realms are closed, and the human world exists alone. It is not easy to find a qualified monster." Li Chuhuang said lightly, "What's more, he sent it to the door by himself."

In fact, Chen Yu felt that what he was more interested in was not the soul of the demon, but the causal entanglement between the demon and Elder Xuanhui of Jinting Mountain.Xuanhui has been the sword-wielding elder of Jinting for so many years, and he has cut countless demons and ghosts under his sword. He is upright and upright, and jealous of evil is his consistent style. After getting along with each other for many years, no matter how special that woman is, it may be too much for him not to realize that she is a demon. It's low, but they have a daughter after all, and he has to beg for medicine for a demon in such a way, why?

Two months later, one day when I fell asleep drowsily, I was picked up, put on my hair and put on makeup.Nesting on the familiar shoulders, I walked out of the green jade altar all the way.Then slowly return to sanity.

"Where are we going?" In a soft tone.

"Golden Court Mountain."

Chen Yan knew that his plan was about to start.She couldn't tell whether the goal was because of the monster itself, or the entanglement between the monster and people.

At that time, Ah Yan didn't expect that he was the biggest variable in this story.

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It’s said that this chapter has to finish this life. I can’t code at school during the day and I can’t do other things at night. Three thousand words, those who buy first will be treated as benefits~ Well, there will be more in 92, and the official summer vacation will start tomorrow, so you can code slowly if you have a lot of free time~

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