moonlit night

After Yue Qingchen left, Ye Zhiqiu called the masters of the peaks together and announced the next plan.It's almost finished here, Yunya hurried back, followed by Ji Ditang, disheveled, as if rolled in the mud.

No matter who jumps off the cliff and is rescued, walks on the edge of life and death, it must be this kind of virtue.

At this time, it seems that no one is as bright as before.Even Ji Ditang, who often spends time among the flowers, doesn't care about dressing herself up, let alone Yun Ya, who is so used to it.

As soon as Yunya entered the door, she looked around for a few times, but couldn't find the person she wanted, so she rushed to Ye Zhiqiu in a hurry, regardless of the eyes of the peak masters from all walks of life, they all focused on him alone.

"Brother, where is Yue Qingchen?" Yunya asked impatiently, "I just went to Juechen Peak, and saw Lingxi sitting under the tree crying. Where is Yue Qingchen?"

Ye Zhiqiu pressed his hand at him, signaling Yunya to be calm and calm down: "He's gone to Beiming."

"Beiming!" Yun Ya's eyes were as big as copper bells, she turned and left, "Is he dying? No, I have to find him."

"Aya!" Ye Zhiqiu snorted, "Qingchen wants you to stay here. Take a look, what is this?"

Only then did Yunya stop, and turned her head to look, it was a letter of war, written by Jun Changye, saying that she would send elites to attack Kunwu Mountain, then occupy the top of the mountain, and give it to Yue Qingchen as a betrothal gift.

"The devil still dares to play Kunwu Mountain?" Yunya sneered, took the letter of war from Ye Zhiqiu, and pressed it firmly on the table, "Okay, if he dares to come, I will let him come and go !"

"It's just in time for you to come back, Ah Ya. I was just telling them that I want to pass on the headship to you." Seeing that Yun Ya was a little dazed, Ye Zhiqiu raised his voice, "From now on, Lord Rong Yin is Kun Wu Shan is the new head. All of you present are witnesses."

"Wait," Yunya hurriedly interrupted him, "Brother, I've become the master, so what are you doing?"

Ye Zhiqiu ignored him, and only put the seal of the head of the sect in front of Yun Ya, and told the woman in red standing against the wall: "Hong Ling, take good care of him, don't let him do stupid things."

Then, he turned his head and said to Ji Ditang: "Pavilion Master Ji, Mr. Rong Yin will ask you to take care of him in the future."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Ditang's reaction, Ye Zhiqiu went out and got off Ling Jueding.Yunya wanted to keep up, but was blocked by the strong wind from the other party's waving sleeve, and immediately became more anxious: "No, can any of you tell me what's going on? Sister Hongling, what exactly is senior brother going to do?"

When Yue Qingchen arrived in Beiming, he saw countless huge black soul-calling banners standing on the vast ice field from a distance, which was exactly the same as what he saw when he first came to this world.

Yue Qingchen thought at that time, this soul-calling formation was Wang Shu's calling for Su Xihe's soul.But now it seems that it is more likely that Zhao Ya is using it to summon Lin An's soul.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

He found the ice cave where he first woke up, sat down, and cut his wrist with a knife.Watching the blood gurgling down the arm and falling on the ice, there was nothing left, and it all soaked in, it was like being sucked into this cave.

Did Heng Wu feel this way when he offered sacrifices at Guixu?

In the end, Yue Qingchen felt that all the strength in his body was sucked by the ice and snow, and he simply lay down on the ground, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the imminent death or rebirth.

Slowly, he didn't know anything, as if falling into the darkest and sweetest dream.

The dream was pitch black, like this endless night.Under the night, there is only a tall black-clothed man standing at the end of the sky, indescribably lonely and lonely.

Is it Jun Changye, or Li Yuan?

Yue Qingchen wanted to walk towards him, wanted to give him a hug from behind, and told him not to be afraid, you still have me.But every time, there is a little difference.

He couldn't touch him at all.

Later, even that back figure gradually disappeared.In the dream, Yue Qingchen was the only one left, facing the endless night Weiyang alone.

Why continue?

Why not sleep forever?

A seductive voice echoed in the world in the dream.Yue Qingchen didn't know the answer, and also forgot the original intention of coming here, but there was a torch of faith in his heart, telling him that everything was worth it.

The sun will always rise, and there will be a day when the night will be bright.

I don't know how long it has passed, and in the dimness, Yue Qingchen feels that he is being carried up by someone, with bumps along the way, like walking on a mountain road.He knew that he was slowly waking up, and wanted to move his fingers, but his body was not controlled by his thoughts, as stiff as a slate, and he could only let it go in the end.

Gradually, he could feel the clouds brushing over his cheeks, from light to thick; his body was as light as a feather, floating in the air; it coincided with the feeling of being in the fairy world in the mirror of the previous three generations.

When the mountain road was completely changed to a flat road, Yue Qingchen thought, Bai Yujing must be coming.

The sedan chair fell to the ground and stopped in place for a while.When he finally regained control over his body, he opened his eyes and found that the display in front of him was very similar to the Xuanxiao Palace that he had seen in the mirror of the third generation.

Similar, but not exactly the same.The Xuanxiao Hall, which used to be a piano, was noble and elegant, decorated with white flowers everywhere, which can be regarded as full of vitality.It is also white here, but it is so cold and lifeless.

The same goes for the maidservants and fairy boys who come and go, all in white clothes and white skirts, with exactly the same expression on their faces, they are all expressionless, like efficient but rigid string puppets.

Zhao Ya bowed and stood in front of the sedan chair, with his hands on both sides, leaning forward, staring down at Yue Qingchen, with a fresh expression as if he was studying something novel.

The distance between the two was pulled extremely close by him, and the downward pressure was extremely strong.Yue Qingchen leaned back and asked calmly, "Have I returned yet?"

"Yes." Zhao Ya straightened up slowly, and half-kneeled down in front of him, "Welcome the god to return to the honorable position."

"Get up." Yue Qingchen sat still and asked, "How is it going down there?"

"Is the god asking Zhanling or Jun Changye?"

"You might as well talk about it all."

Zhaoya nodded slightly, but walked behind Yue Qingchen and pushed him outside, only then did Yue Qingchen realize that the sedan chair was a wheelchair.While walking, Zhao Ya opened his mouth, but did not respond directly, only said:

"Shenzun used to like to play chess with me the most. We meet again today, and it's rare to be in good spirits. Why don't we play chess first, and then we can talk about other things."

With a thought in Yue Qingchen's mind, he vaguely guessed where Zhaoya was going.Sure enough, he pushed him to the Taishi Hall, and the furnishings in the study remained unchanged, all arranged according to Lin An's preferences before his death.

The chessboard on the table has been set up, Zhao Ya pushed Yue Qingchen to the edge of the table, took a seat opposite him, and said with a slight smile:

"Please."

Yue Qingchen held the black, dropped a piece on the chessboard, and said lightly: "Now we can talk."

Zhao Ya seemed to be focusing all his attention on the chessboard, and answered rather absent-mindedly: "Zhan Ling has set up separate formations in the demon world and outside the demon world, and within three days, all the demons will be wiped out. As for Jun Changye, The demon soldiers have already attacked at the foot of Kunwu Mountain, and Lord Rong Yin, as the new leader, is fighting against them. Don't worry, the gods, Zhanling has sent a general to assist, and it won't take long before they can be calmed down in one fell swoop."

Yue Qingchen dropped another son: "Where is Fushengqin?"

Zhao Ya heard the strings and knew the meaning: "Does the god want to restore his position as soon as possible, and use the Fushengqin to kill Jun Changye?"

Yue Qingchen looked at him: "The sooner I reset, the catastrophe will end sooner. All beings in the six realms will also suffer less."

"That's a good statement." Zhaoya stared at him for a moment, then greeted the white-clothed fairy boy who was standing beside him: "Go and warm up two jugs of wine."

Xiantong took the order and quickly put the wine on the case.Zhao Ya personally poured a cup and handed it to Yue Qingchen: "Taste the gods, the plum wine I specially asked them to make should suit your taste."

He was very courteous, but Yue Qingchen didn't drink. He just put the wine glass aside casually, and made another move on the chessboard. His eyes fell on the man opposite: "It's your turn."

Many years have passed, and the Immortal Emperor in front of him is graceful and graceful, able to deal with even the most difficult situations with ease, which is not comparable to that little Immortal who hit the wall from time to time ten thousand years ago.But his grace, which is under his control, is based on how many murders, how many bones are piled up?

They are born to be gods, and they will be trapped in this worldly sea of ​​suffering for a long time, like being trapped in mud.He was born with mortal bones, but he can enjoy the honorable position in this ninefold pure land like a fish in water.

Why?

How can this be explained by a sentence of reincarnation?

"I have a question, I've always wanted to ask you." Being watched by Yue Qingchen for a long time, Zhaoya didn't feel uncomfortable, and Luozi was still calm, "Destroying the world for one person, and killing a person for the sake of the world, what is it?" Where should I go, what should I do?"

Yue Qingchen: "You already have your own answer, so why ask me?"

"Because I have the answer, I want to ask the god for the answer." Zhao Ya looked at him, "The former god chose the latter, which is the correct answer, so his achievements are still ten thousand years later. To be remembered by the world, to be immortal. I really want to see what choice the current god will make?"

then……

Although Lin'an and Li Yuan died together back then, they still tried their best to lose their souls and gave Li Yuan a chance to be reincarnated.What's more, before that, the days when he didn't see him were spent in Nether Gap, trying to use the power of the soul to save the unjustly dead souls of the Dragon Clan.Therefore, Lin'an will go through catastrophes in every life, and there is absolutely no possibility of a good end, let alone glimpse into the heavens and ascend to immortality.

It was the same in the last life, but fortunately Su Xihe saved him with his own efforts, so that Lin'an, under the pressure of heaven, forcibly won the variable.

The Six Realms and the person he wants to save have never been two completely opposite options.So making such a choice is completely meaningless.

It's a pity that Zhao Ya won't understand.

Yue Qingchen didn't bother to explain to him, but just played chess.Zhao Ya didn't care, and went down with him, while continuing to himself:

"By the way, God Venerable may not know why the Ghost Clan Fish Talisman fell into the hands of Jun Changye. He has already summoned the elites of the Ghost Race and Demon Race, reached the Heavenly Rank, and intends to attack the Immortal Realm. But God Venerable doesn't need to worry. Zhanling has been waiting for a long time on the way. He promised me that he will get rid of this serious trouble for the god."

Yue Qingchen was about to make a pawn when he heard that his hand trembled, and the pawn fell in a very unfavorable position for him.When Zhaoya saw it, he naturally wouldn't let it go, and quickly ate a few of him, with a somewhat gloating tone:

"Shen Zun, your heart is confused. Your emotions are completely drawn by the battle situation, how can you concentrate on the chess game in front of you?"

Yue Qingchen pretended to be displeased: "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to Zhanling?"

"He's dead, and the most I can do is feel sorry for the loss of a good general." Zhao Ya shrugged meaninglessly, "But Jun Changye is probably not just an enemy or a good general to the god, right?"

Yue Qingchen gave him a cold look: "This game is difficult to solve, since the fight is already in full swing, should we waste each other's time here?"

Zhaoya followed good manners, saw that Yue Qingchen really didn't want to play chess, so he stood up immediately and pushed him to go out.

Zhaoya was in the sky, and had seen clearly the little details of the relationship between Jun Changye and Yue Qingchen.Those makeup piles seem to have become enemies, but the truth is probably only the two of them know.

Now that things have happened, Zhao Ya no longer wants to bother to guess whether the god has turned against Jun Changye.He believed that as long as Yue Qingchen witnessed Jun Changye's death, no matter how good the disguise was, it would be broken.

He waits and sees.