Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

"My lord. The insanity technique has failed, he... he proclaimed himself all five senses."

"Self-proclaimed divine consciousness?"

The Lord smiled in surprise and got up from his seat, "Why, he would rather take the risk of becoming a living dead than show us his memory?"

In the darkness, the executioner was dripping with cold sweat, "Yes..." He turned sideways to show the lord, the figure on the rack hung his head, he was motionless, blood was still dripping down.

"Forget it, drag it down and lock it up, it will always be useful in the future."

The lord stroked his chin and smiled slightly, "I also asked a lot of things. If the devil knows, it will be very interesting... Well, where is the last extracted memory, let me have a look."

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I brought Qing'er to Taiqing Island.From then on, I began to teach him practice and knowledge, just like Master taught me in the past.

But Qing'er is not like me in the past.

When I was young, there were only two things at twelve hours a day: listening to the teachings of the master, and retreating.

But Qing'er didn't, he raised the little red fish he picked up, planted flowers and grass, built a house to clean the house, sprinkled water for cooking, opened the windows to bask in the sun, and slept in the sun at noon.

Every day he cooks me ordinary meals and chats with me. When I say he doesn't concentrate on his cultivation, he actually says I'm lazy and doesn't care about anything.

he still……

Want me to hug you.

……hug? ?

I have a headache.

But I really don't know how to raise children, so I can only listen to him.

Qing'er showed me Yuliang in her arms, and said that raising a child is all about hugging.I had no choice but to hug him and the fish into my arms and hug him.

Qing'er built a house for me, and I stayed there; he cooked for me, and I ate; he asked me to take him and Yu down to the island to play, so I followed him blankly, secretly feeling that there was something wrong with me. What's wrong.

Until one day, I heard an old lady selling vegetables and Qing'er got acquainted, and she smiled brightly: "Little Xianjun, come to the town to play again?"

Qing'er nodded earnestly: "I have to take Master and my sister out for a stroll to bask in the sun... Ah, today's cabbage is so fresh, how much does it cost?"

Soon, even more troublesome things came.

Qing'er actually asked me what the savior is.

I don't know how to answer him.The so-called savior is the one I want to make him be the one who will help the education world get rid of the fate of the furnace. As long as he grows up obediently and waits for the day when the battle between the creatures of the education world and the real immortal Panyu starts, he will be the one. know.

How could he know that this child would think so deeply, and even toss himself out of his inner demons?

The candle was lit all night, and Qing'er curled up in a small ball on the bed. He had a high fever, like a little white cat dying of illness.

My heart began to stab again, and this time the pain became more and more severe. I said to him, "Don't think about it. If you think about it any longer, you may die."

As if to confirm my words, Qing'er began to cough violently, coughing up a lot of blood.

The corners of my lips twitched, it was obviously not the first time I saw blood.

After Qing'er finished coughing, she bit her lower lip, raised her eyes and complained weakly: "...Why didn't you say it earlier."

Then he got angry and rubbed his bloody hands against my Taoist robe.

... I suddenly realized that he was actually trying to comfort me by making such a fuss.

If I used to be that Xin Tongzi from the Panyu Realm, I would definitely not be aware of such delicate mortal emotions, but now I actually understand.

"...Master." At dawn, Qing'er turned over on the bed, hugged the quilt and laughed softly, "One day, will you need Qing'er to save you?"

I said: "I don't know."

But there was a sourness that had never been felt before rushing to the nose and throat.

He brought me all kinds of emotions and six desires, turning me from a dead thing into a living thing.

If so, maybe he has saved me.

But I'm going to kill him.

From the moment I created him and sent him into this cultivation world, I put the shackles around his neck with my own hands, and no one can take them off.

Later, I saw Qing'er standing alone on the cliff overlooking the distance, or sitting under the old sacred tree and meditating.

He couldn't get rid of his demons, he stubbornly wanted to find an answer, exhausted his energy and spirit and became weaker and weaker, but he was still dressed in white with clear eyes and a straight figure.

Whenever he finds me looking at him from behind, he turns around and smiles at me, without speaking, just laughing.

When the young man smiled, his brows and eyes were full of spring, he was more like a fairy than any Pan Yuxian.

One day he told me that it is not good for Xiao Hongtang to be isolated from the world since she was a child. When she is older, she should be sent to leave the island to see the world.

I sat under the pine tree on the main peak of Xuyun, holding Qing'er in my arms, listening to his thin voice earnestly planning for Yu's future, I knew he was already making arrangements for his death.

I brushed the snow off the boy's thin shoulders and asked, "I sent the fish away, what about you?"

"It's so cold on Xuyun Peak." Qing'er raised her pale face in my arms, and said naturally, "I'll just stay with Master."

... During these days, he still insisted on cleaning, cooking and raising children every day, but he stopped taking me out for a walk.

It's strange, I should have suffered from the pain of the "Savior Immortal" that I carefully created before it grew up, or I was guilty of not being able to fulfill my master's last wish, but I was missing the sun on Qingshi Road in the ordinary town.

Finally one day, I couldn't bear the torment in my heart, and secretly made a divination for Qing'er.

The great road is fifty, the sky is four and nine, and people are one of them.

With 49 bamboos, I count his future in this life.

I saw God's will like a knife.

God's will was cut on the young man's body like a knife, and pieces of flesh and blood withered like red plums.

The boy in white held his head high, his spine as thin as a bamboo.Stepping on his own blood, he walked forward step by step against God's will, to a darker and bloodier place.

I called his name behind me, one sentence at a time.

The boy didn't look back, let alone stop, as if he didn't even bother to listen, he just walked forward; more and more flesh and blood were cut off from his body, and soon most of his body turned into a white skeleton, but He still went on.

I chased after him, trying to catch him with my hand, but I couldn't catch him no matter what.Qing'er walked further and further away from me, and there was no one around the child to accompany him.

He finally died, and was killed into a skeleton under the cold and cruel will of God, but the proud white bones were still staggering and trying to move forward, until a giant thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the skeleton collapsed and shattered into ashes.

——I woke up with a start, a mouthful of blood sprayed in front of me, and I coughed until I was in the dark.

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The long wind blows through the abyss, and the white clothes and black clothes stand shoulder to shoulder, looking up at the sky of Yujie.

It was already dark.The dense dots gathered in the clouds, like a flood of locusts, while the ground flew sand and rocks, disturbing the corners of the two people's clothes.

Lin Lingqing suddenly said: "Zhiyuan, the demon of the world-savior...now I have figured it out."

Fang Zhiyuan didn't look at him, "Just don't cry and don't vomit blood, you can think whatever you like."

Lin Lingqing didn't expect a good word from Little Misfortune, so he said to himself:

"It was the master who destroyed the soul tree and refined the five-foot Qingming. I didn't know it when the little jade girl threw herself into the abyss for the education world. The fairy tower that prevented most of the evil disasters was built with the power of the fairy world. After the evil disaster, I realized it. You are the one who is evil, and it is Little Brown Tang who gathers the human race and the monster race..."

"The forbidden art of rebirth was taught by Master. When the sky cracked, it was Ji Shengzi who forced the word to come out. It was you who saw the fog in the history books. It was Ye Jianshen who protected the Senluo Stone Palace and Xuyun. It's Vice President Chen..."

Lin Lingqing looked up at the outer gods gathered in the sky—the true immortals of Panyu.Looking down at the cliff again, the snow bone city in the distance is brightly lit.

He whispered: "There is no such thing as a savior. To break this long night, only all beings from the three realms can light the lamps. I can be a fire igniter."

When he said these words, he vaguely felt that the shackles in his heart seemed to fall off and disappear with the wind.

Suddenly recalled that when he was young, he once told Yin Changxin that the blue sky was too big, and he was only a mortal, so he couldn't memorize it.

He also recalled the Shanhai Xingchen Terrace in his previous life, where he had argued with Jina, one cause and one effect, how could the cause and effect of the three realms be reversed by one person.

In fact, he used to see the most clearly, but after suffering so much, he went astray step by step, struggling and unable to get rid of it.

Lin Lingqing sighed sadly, "It's been so many years..."

He held his forehead, smiled lightly and said, "My stupid master, he killed me."

Fang Zhiyuan went in without knowing it, and frowned sideways at him.

The two people's eyes met, Lin Lingqing couldn't help thinking to himself: If I hadn't met this person, if I hadn't been accompanied by this person in my two lifetimes, I really don't know which dead end I would end up in.

"Zhiyuan."

Thinking of this, he softened his heart, and said seriously, "I really like you very much."

Fang Zhiyuan froze obviously.

He was annoyed: "Where is the time to talk about this now!?"

The red golden divine light rolled over, and Huang Yang appeared in Fang Zhiyuan's hands.He weighed his love knife, and said coldly, "Since you have broken your heart demon... Can Lin Mojun hold a sword?"

Now that the connection between the two worlds has been opened up by Soul Wood, it's time to really draw the sword.

But Lin Lingqing shook his head and said, "No. I want to shut myself up and think about some things. Outside... I'll leave it to you first, okay?"

Fang Zhiyuan certainly wouldn't say no, but he still couldn't help asking: "What is the most important truth that senior brother wants to comprehend?"

Lin Lingqing smiled mysteriously: "Zhiyuan, don't you think that? There are still many mysteries in this education world that even young women don't know. The key lies in the two qi of yin and yang. When I figure it out, you will know."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart.

He suddenly realized one thing.

The information written on Wu Miao's bone inscriptions was so shocking that it overwhelmed people's rationality.If not, he should have thought of it immediately.

——Panyu people specialize in Yang Qi and become immortals, but they cannot break through the bottleneck for tens of thousands of years, and gradually decline.

The Yujie was created after the Panyu Realm, and the creatures who practiced in the Yujie naturally respected Yang Qi, and those who cultivated Yin Qi were regarded as evil ways.

But there happened to be Lin Mojun, who raised a bunch of demon cultivators in his previous life, and trained a yin and yang dual soul in this life.

Yin-Yang Dual Infant...

Fang Zhiyuan frowned suddenly and said, "...Brother."

Lin Lingqing: "Huh?"

"I was thinking, what would happen if you ascended through the tribulation?"