Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

At the same time that Jina was shocked by his own thoughts, his people had already crossed the red lotus abyss and arrived at Snow City.

Ziwei Shengzi frowned slightly, suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the city wall.

He looked at it intently, raised his hand to touch it and felt it carefully, only to feel a chill from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, and his limbs were numb.

Where is Syracuse?

This is clearly a high city built with tiles made of human bones!

To build such a magnificent city wall, how many lives need to be killed?What kind of lunatic would use dead bones to build a city! ?

There was a chill running down Jina's back, and he suddenly felt it, and raised his head abruptly.

"—!"

With horrifying eyes, the Son of God climbed up the majestic city tower piled up with white bones.The city wall is so high that it almost touches the sky.On the snow wall, between the sky, black and red dark clouds swirled impressively, and the mist swirled and rolled, forming a roaring sea.

A few rays of clear daylight sprinkled from the sea of ​​clouds, illuminating the thick fur black robe standing against the light on the snow-bone city tower.

The young emperor stood there, his face could not be seen clearly under the crown of the black dragon.As the turbulent wind blew, the emperor's graceful robes flew violently, and his fingers clasped on the tower.

The long and slender joints draw raised marks under the jade-white skin, the fingertips are clean and dust-free, and it is hard to tell which is whiter than the bone tiles.

He seemed to appear there silently, and seemed to have stood there for thousands of years.

A pair of frost-like pupils were condescending, and they indifferently fell on Jina who was in a daze at the bottom of the city.

"Ziwei..."

The emperor sighed softly, and whispered:

"The lonely family has been waiting for you for a long time."

"You are……"

There was buzzing in Jina's head. In just a short moment, he had endured too many shocking changes, but nothing was as good as the scene in front of him, "Lin Lingqing...!?"

It was indeed Lin Lingqing!Although he has changed from a teenager to a young man, there are still traces of his outline, eyebrows and eyes, and he is indeed the little fairy in white that he brought to Shanhai Xingchen Terrace.

Shengzi took a step back in a hurry, and another flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The illusion of the Sea of ​​Consciousness changed again. He was in the dark and solemn hall, standing under the long steps, looking up at the king on high.

"Zi Wei..."

The handsome emperor with long hair hanging down, leaning on the Xuanyin dragon seat, with a lazy posture, tapped the armrest with his fingers, and casually lifted the tails of his eyes.

"The lonely family just now, but I told you clearly, you should be more careful and beware... The Holy Son actually dared to bring a stranger who only met once to the mountain, sea and star platform. It really is..."

Lin Lingqing shook her head with downcast eyelashes, and sighed with a half-smile.

"...Silly boy."

"you……"

Jina's face was pale, her chest stagnant, her voice echoed in the empty and dark hall, "You are the same kind as that Wang Zhe!?"

Lin Lingqing smiled and said, "It's almost there."

He looked deeply at Jina who was standing at the bottom of the steps, and thought to himself: If it is calculated that they are all reborn spirits from the past, they are indeed similar.

"..."

Jina's hands and feet trembled, and she couldn't speak a word.

"It's a pity, Son of Ziwei..." Lin Lingqing suppressed his slender eyes, and whispered in a half-joking, half-sarcastic voice, "It seems that you have entrusted someone to someone else."

"The astrolabe you believe in, the destiny you worship...what is it?"

Lin Lingqing slowly raised his hands, fingers clasped in front of his eyes.His eyes became more and more unfathomable, and his voice became deeper and hoarse.

"The lonely family has already stepped on it and run it over countless times, and thrown it at the fingertips many times."

"Where is this place, and who are you?" Jina knew that she was in a desperate situation, suppressed her anger with all her strength, and gritted her teeth, "What are you planning!?"

The dark gleam cast from the dome of the main hall adorned the emperor's cold and pale cheeks, Lin Lingqing smiled softly: "What is the picture? Wrong, I am not the one who has the picture."

"Let's talk about it now, Ziwei..."

Lin Lingqing leaned forward slightly, with a dangerous breath on his lips, "What did you want to entrust to the lonely family?"

Jina suddenly burst into a rage, and a star blade melted from the palm of his hand.His figure turned into a ray of purple light, and went straight up the long steps, with a killing intent that resolutely forced the emperor's soft and long neck on the throne!

"Stupid." As soon as Lin Lingqing raised his hand, Jina fell in mid-air, and the usually noble Son rolled down the long steps, strangling his neck in pain!

"……you……!"

Jina's complexion suddenly turned purple. He lay on the cold ground and couldn't get up. The veins on his neck throbbed ferociously, as if his neck was being strangled by some out-of-the-box force!

The suffocation that should have been away from him when he broke through the enlightened state a few years ago, the suffocation that belongs to ordinary people surged wildly.Jina couldn't struggle, her lips turned dead gray within a few breaths, "You... ah, you..."

Lin Lingqing said lightly: "Your soul is already in my sea of ​​consciousness. Be obedient and suffer less torture. I don't really want to hurt you..."

"..." The coercion and suppression directly imposed on the soul was terrifying, and soon Jina was in pain until his eyes were dizzy, his hands and feet began to convulse, and the purple robe dragged on the ground, wrinkled in a mess during struggle.

It wasn't until Lin Lingqing sighed softly and withdrew the coercion that Jina was able to breathe suddenly, and burst into a violent cough uncontrollably!

Lin Lingqing said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't say anything, let me take a guess."

Gina looked up at him full of hatred: "..."

Lin Lingqing was indifferent, her beautiful fingers brushed her lips lightly.

He leaned slowly on the throne, his eyes were empty when he raised his head, there was a flash of melancholy in his expression, and he said faintly: "You want me..."

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This place in the previous life, above the mountains, seas and stars.

"Negative Qing." Shengzi Ziwei put away the astrolabe and turned around, "Have you read the hexagram three years from now?"

Lin Lingqing was in a trance, her snow clothes and black hair drenched in cold sweat.

He clenched his pale fingers tightly, trying to stop himself from shaking, but it was useless.

The astrolabe revealed the destiny, and under such an irresistible force, he was cold from bone to skin, and trembled violently.

The young Xianjun said hoarsely: "I saw it."

"This is a catastrophe that is about to befall the Three Realms." Jina's face sank like water. "It was precisely in order to predict this that the dead teacher exhausted his efforts last spring and fell from the mountain and sea star platform and died."

"What Jina once said was entrusted is also exactly the matter."

Jina said sternly: "Fang Zhiyuan, a disciple of the noble sect, is a disaster star cast into the world, and will lead the catastrophe of evil into the Three Realms."

His clear voice gradually sank into the night.

"..."

Lin Lingqing felt cold all over his body.

After all, he was only 19 years old at this time. The first time he was hit on the top of his head by such a big fate, he was in a daze for a while, as if all three souls and seven souls were scattered in a trance.

Lin Lingqing raised his head blankly, and his deep pupils reflected the sky.Large swathes of dark color blacken the night, and the stars in the sky are still twinkling mercilessly.

At this moment, the avenues of the Three Realms rotate, as if they are the same as every ordinary night that passed away in the past.

Under the same starry sky, the young talents of Liuhuazhou were happy or sad for the results of Jingui's test, singing about wine.

Some couldn't wait to get on their own millet boats, ready to bring the good news back to the sect.

The waves near the sea were still rolling against the shore, the outer disciples on Taiqing Island fell asleep, the mother hugged the child, the grandfather hugged the grandson, and fell asleep peacefully.

On the four peaks of Xuyun, several true disciples watched Xingyue eat snacks, and speculated with a smile on when the two senior brothers would return.

In the Northwest Demon Territory, the nocturnal monsters lurk in dense forests or mountains, their vertical pupils shine brightly under the bright moon, and their fangs smell bloody.

The hunters in the mortal world lighted their bonfires, the fishermen returned to their boats with their lamps on, and the farmers who had worked all day snored loudly.Someone in the small town made a call: "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candles—"

The underworld is still so lonely and peaceful.

Under the Six Paths, the River of Forgetfulness flows.

Life and death, souls come and go.

This should have been the most ordinary night.

On the platform of mountains, seas and stars, two figures sat facing each other.

Lin Lingqing turned her gaze back to Jina, and said softly: "...Since the Holy Son showed me this, there must be a turning point... right?"

"That's right." Jina replied, her pupils brightened, "Negative Qing, you are the one destined by the astrolabe, please help Jina to break this deadlock for all beings in the Three Realms."

The young man in white, Xianjun, was stunned for a long time.Suddenly, he knelt forward, knocked his head down, choked up and said, "Holy Son Gao Yi...! Lin Lingqing thanked you for this great kindness on behalf of my junior brother."

"No!" Jina hurriedly helped him, and hurriedly said, "It is Jina who wants to thank Mr. Xie... Negative Qing, just listen to me."

"The astrolabe has already revealed that if disaster is the 'effect', the evil star is the 'cause' of the disaster. The key to breaking this fate lies in Fang Zhiyuan, the evil star."

Son Ziwei paused, and took a deep breath.

In the night, under the backdrop of the stars above and around, that holy and lonely aura returned to Jina's face.

Ziwei Shengzi, who is in charge of the fate of the Three Realms, pronounced the verdict in a flat tone: "Fang Zhiyuan must be eliminated."

Lin Lingqing's fingers trembled.

He couldn't believe it, and slowly raised his eyes: "...what?"

The glimmer of hope that had arisen was snuffed out in the darkness.Lin Lingqing looked at Jina almost suffocatingly, Ziwei Shengzi said: "Only when the disaster star is annihilated, can the Three Realms have life."

"...Okay, Ziwei."

Lin Lingqing raised his head again, and the evil star with red light was hanging high above the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

A gust of flame burned from the young Xianjun's heart, burning through his heart and intestines inch by inch.He gritted his teeth, and the depths of his eyes were as sharp as a blade, "Then you go to heaven and kill the evil star."

Jina frowned and shook her head: "Negative Qing...you should understand what I'm trying to say. Fang Zhiyuan must die."

"And we can't simply kill the body," Jina continued his statement, seemingly a little compassionate, but more calm, "The soul of the evil star is tenacious, and it is extremely difficult to destroy. It is impossible to use ordinary methods."

Lin Lingqing's ears buzzed, he chewed Jina's words back and forth four or five times before he understood what it meant.

All of a sudden, it was as if a knife stabbed in the chest, twisted, cut the chest and heart, and made the flesh and bones blurred.

The face of the young Xianjun Qingjuan turned pale in an instant, and in the midst of the dizziness, only one clear thought broke out——

No wonder.

No wonder Fang Zhiyuan, who was only seven years old back then, had never been able to...become a lunatic as Fang Tinghai hoped... even though he suffered such hopeless and miserable torture in the Fang family.

Is he really that strong?

A seven year old?

Living in darkness and excruciating pain would be worse than death for three full years?

——The spirit of the evil star is tenacious and extremely difficult to destroy.

"The spirit... is tenacious," Lin Lingqing laughed out loud, his eyes were suddenly blurred by the rising mist, and he whispered to himself, "...extremely difficult to get rid of..."

It turned out that Fang Zhiyuan was born as a disaster star, and his soul was indestructible and indestructible.

The child on the torture rack back then was whipped back and forth by the cruel heaven and the vicious human heart, dripping with blood.

He wanted to be crazy, but he couldn't; he wanted to die, but he couldn't.

There is no escape, no end.

The water mist in front of my eyes seemed to be back to the abandoned hut of Zhu Qifang's family that carried dark secrets a few days ago.

"Fang Tinghai felt that this should drive me crazy. After waiting for another year, and another year, I still didn't go crazy."

The boy in black casually kicked the torture rack, with a bit of arrogance in his understatement.

"By the third year, not only was I not crazy, but I even established a foundation."

"..."

Lin Lingqing trembled and closed his eyes, he didn't shed tears, but his thick eyelashes were wet.

Jina's voice still echoed in my ears: "However, no matter how strong a spirit is, there is always a limit. There is a nine-turn soul-killing formation in Ziwei Pavilion, which is specially set up to eliminate evil spirits."

"Just take the soul into the formation, and the big formation will tear the soul apart, and slowly split it into nine pieces, and then each of the nine broken souls will be split into nine pieces, repeating infinitely... within a year, the ghost of the curse star will be destroyed." Torn into hundreds of millions of parts, and then put the broken soul into the soul-burning divine fire to refine it. If this is the case, the cursed star will die."

"...Jina," Lin Lingqing snorted softly, shaking his head with a chilly heart, "Are you going to burn my junior brother's soul to death... so that he will never be reborn?"

He seemed to see Fang Zhiyuan from the night he retrieved the core again.

That night, Zhiyuan was so happy.

"Now my Danxin can complete it, Senior Brother."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled at him so happily, there seemed to be an unruly spark in his eyes, which was extremely bright.Lin Lingqing had never seen his little misfortune star so happy.

"If you continue to be lazy in the future, you may be killed by me one day..."

Like a young eagle that has unshackled its wings.

It seems to be a young phoenix that has washed away old wounds in Nirvana.

He has endured so much.

He should have been flying in all glory.

"……Do not."

On the mountain, sea and star platform filled with dead silence, Jina's slightly hesitant voice suddenly sounded, "This method is... a bit too cruel after all."

"..."

Lin Lingqing raised her eyes and said to herself that you know it too.

Jina hesitated and said: "If I tell the truth about Ziyao's instructions, I, the elder of Ziwei Pavilion, will definitely choose to take such a method. However... although the evil stars are evil, they don't really have the intention to bring disaster to the world. Can't bear it."

"so?"

"So," Jina tightened her lips, lowered her gaze, and said after a long time, "I want to hide it from the elders, from the fairy gates of the Three Realms... use another method."

"I want to find someone to secretly kill the evil star."

"Then... brand the nine-turn soul-destroying array on the soul of the evil star, and send him to the underworld. Within three years, his soul will be torn apart and cannot be gathered together, which will prevent the evil star from reincarnating again. ..."

Lin Lingqing moved her lips, "..."

His eyes were gradually lost, and he had no strength to hurt anymore.

well……

From Lingchi one year to three years, what a mercy! !

"Trapping the misfortune star in the underworld for three years can surely avoid the disaster of the Three Realms. After three years, the nine-turn soul-destroying formation will dissipate on its own. If the misfortune star's spirit is tough enough, it can be reincarnated..."

After Ling Chi was done, he was still counting on the mutilated corpse that had been murdered to stand up tremblingly, put himself together covered in blood, and reincarnated...

If the reincarnation is successful, then it is the kind heart of the Holy Son who saved the life of the poor cursed star.

What if it doesn't work?What if that soul has really been destroyed, its heart is ashamed, and it doesn't have the slightest strength to put itself together again?

That is, the Holy Son has exhausted his human affairs, or he has exhausted his benevolence and righteousness, and it is all because of Xing Xing's failure to live up to expectations...

"At that time, Jina will start asking the star again. If the disaster star is no longer harmful to the Three Realms, he will be allowed to reincarnate as a human; if the disaster is still involved, it will not be too late to get rid of it."

"—Gina."

Lin Lingqing interrupted him coldly, but her eyes were red.

His hands and feet were already cold and weak, half kneeling and half lying on the ground, trembling all over, "You are not human."

Jina dodged her eyes for a moment, but still insisted: "According to the astrolabe, even if we don't kill the evil star, he will be swallowed by Yin Qi when the catastrophe strikes three years later... Negative Qing, don't act rashly!"

He took a step forward and said sincerely: "You are the only person in the world who can kill the evil star. I have already seen it on the astrolabe."

"Please Lin Xiaoxian, remove the evil star for the Three Realms."

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In the Illusory Realm of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the Demon Lord looked down at the embarrassing Son of Ziwei who had fallen under the long steps, his eyes were cold, and he sighed long.

"You want to be lonely and eliminate the evil star for the Three Realms."

The author has something to say: Lin Mojun calls himself "Lonely Family", but because he dislikes it as too embarrassing, he only uses it when he wants to pretend.