Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

The monk with gentle eyebrows has been dead for many years, and the remnant sitting quietly cross-legged is serene and gentle, as if he left without any regrets.

Ji Yunlai could clearly feel that it was just another decision to give up everything.

Give up all thoughts, all emotions, all free will, and even personality, all of which are not wanted, just seek a justice, an answer.

This was once his cage, and later his grave.

Now he can see that memory.

It was here that he lost his hands, his cultivation, and all the people or things he cared about.

Use your own soul to attract the Great Heavenly Demon from outside the territory, and even the Great Heavenly Demon Lord.

Whether it is love or hate, everything that can be used has been turned into a ladder for his revenge.

That gentle, polite and caring Ji Yunlai died there completely.

When he found that his dilapidated body was also an obstacle to the growth of the Heavenly Magic Sword, he self-destructed the spiritual platform without hesitation, turning himself into an unknown monster.

Even being drawn into another world.

Return from hell again.

Therefore, he died a long time ago. The green demon in the previous life was still very ignorant at that time. He watched him commit suicide, and then watched him reshape his body with the demonic thoughts of the heavens and his own essence and blood, and became the him he is today.

At this point, there is a Taoist Punisher in the world.

Ji Yunlai was no longer Ji Yunlai.

Later, the green devil gradually became conscious and knew about human affairs, so he began to feel sorry for him and feel sorry for him.

Back then, they met at each other's worst times.

There is no understanding, no emotion, only life and death, you win and lose.

Winners and losers are divided, but in the end, they understand each other and are entangled with each other. For 600 years, they have penetrated into each other's flesh and blood, and they can no longer be separated.

He met Qing here.

So Xiaoqing is afraid of this place, and even hates it, because he subconsciously knows that the birth of Taoist Xing here is to break through Ji Yunlai's bones.

Xiaoqing instinctively didn't want him to think of it again.

Fear is just because some wounds are engraved into the soul, whether it is reincarnated or forgotten, even if it is just touched, it will hurt bitterly.

That's why he went to comfort Xiaoqing and told him: "It's okay, he's dead, but I'm still alive."

You don't have to worry about who they are, it doesn't matter whether it's Xiaoqing, Qingmo, or even the Great Heavenly Demon Lord, especially Ji Yunlai and Xing Taoist, they are already together.

Not spirits, not enemies, nothing will stop them, they have started anew, the past is gone.

They are together.

Who is who and who is not, what does it matter?

"It won't hurt anymore." Ji Yunlai hugged his apprentice, repeatedly reassuring, "I am not dead, that is Nirvana, and a new life."

Feng Qingxiu felt that his mind was in chaos, those sorrows were too violent and turbulent, coming from the depths of his soul, and he was distracted by the shock, and he calmed down after being comforted by Master for a long time, but his heart was still as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

He knew that Kunlai in Central Continent had been exterminated 600 years ago, but he didn't know that the master had died here.

He died alone here, and no one knew about it. Those elders thought that Yun escaped by himself and successfully fought back, but they didn't know what happened to him.

How can you do this to him?

Thinking of the harm to the person he wished to hold in the palm of his hand, Feng Qingxiu even wished to travel back 600 years and kill everything at the beginning, but he couldn't do anything, he could only look at the relics of the year 600 years later , but was comforted by Ah Yun, why!

That Li Xian was startled, why would he do this!

Ji Yunlai comforted Xiaoqing for a while before he managed to calm down.

However, Xiaoqing directly pushed away Ji Yunlai's hand, and walked towards the lifeless slough.

Beside the body of the quiet panzuo, there is a set of emperor's crown clothes, folded neatly, placed on the ice.

Put together, there is also a small wooden box, in which there is a lifelike puppet, with the date of birth and a line of small characters written on it.

"A big mistake is hard to undo. Use a puppet instead of me to accompany me. When the restoration of the country is completed, I will come and accompany you with my life——Li Xianjing"

Feng Qingxiu was so angry that she was trembling all over, and the puppet was instantly wiped out in his hands: "How dare he! How dare he say that!"

"Don't be angry, this is just a joke." Ji Yunlai immediately went over to smooth the hair of the apprentice, and comforted him, "I was blind once back then, how could I be blind again?"

In fact, he didn't feel much anymore. After all, he only had a little memory, but his feelings couldn't be conveyed, just like watching a movie back then.

Well, I watched a tragic movie in which I was the main character.

That's fine, except for Xiaoqing, the rest of the past, just follow the wind.

Feng Qingxiu didn't listen to him, but looked up at the writing on the ice.

The mysterious ice spread throughout the cave, and the walls were engraved with various cultivation methods and insights of Zhongzhou Kunlai back then, all of which were engraved by the weak invisible sword energy. A wall left behind.

There are many words of regret.

Dense, layer upon layer, as small as the shading, but deep.

Write all kinds of memories from the past.

There is the care of the teacher and the teaching of the teacher.

There are inspirations, as well as the cause and effect of the year.

Li Xian was stunned at the wall, regretting everything he had done back then.

Write about the helplessness and remorse of Daxuan when the country was subjugated. I hate myself for not being able to persuade my father and emperor to see Su Wan's true face as soon as possible. Fleeing like a bereaved dog, relying on the hatred of the great priest, he was able to survive the pursuit of the Taoist sect, and watched the people around him sacrifice one after another to protect him under the pursuit.

Later, he still failed to escape the culling, but he still relied on the king's seal to warn him, and committed suicide ahead of time, and even relied on the king's seal and the Sansheng III Code, to be reincarnated as the survivor of Daxuan. , wanted to kill them all, but couldn't, he temporarily hid in Kunlai.

At that time, Kun-Lai was nothing more than a few incomplete ancient books, a crazy old man, and a young man with a child.

He was just looking for cover, but was gradually moved by the warmth of the sect.

He originally thought that Ayun was just a mediocre monk with mediocre qualifications, but he didn't think that his comprehension was rare in the world, and he reconstructed Kunlai's various mental methods bit by bit, and managed his own sect in the dangerous place of Central Continent.

He didn't know when he started to admire him, regarded him as a relative, and regarded him as a real teacher.

Obviously everything is so good, they join hands to build a family and country, support each other, the country grows stronger, they live and work in peace and contentment, and the school is also flourishing day by day. The dozen or so disciples of the year have grown up, and Kunlai has recruited many disciples. After doing this, he went to the country of Yin to help him through training, and he helped each other.

At that time, he even took out half of the king's seal and turned it into a phoenix seal, wanting to make a lifelong promise with him.

Everything was ruined when he saw the blue marks on Wang Yin's palm.

That's what a great priest would have.

Like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, he couldn't believe it.

It's okay not to worry, but once you doubt it, it will be similar everywhere.

The notes are similar, the faces are similar, and even the etiquette of dealing with people is exactly the same.

If these are all possible coincidences, then why was he able to analyze the long-destroyed Sansheng III Law Code, and why he has such a high understanding of Daxuan's formation?

With these reasons, all his liking and love turned into resentment for being played with.

That was the first time he liked someone, but it was such a trap and lie.

So he wants to take revenge, and those who want to deceive him will reap the consequences themselves, and life would be worse than death.

He did it, but he didn't know that the other party didn't lie to him.

At a banquet, he personally poured poisoned wine on the one he liked. No one doubted him, a relative who had been with them for hundreds of years.

When he lost all his mana, he picked up the candlestick with his own hands, and bit by bit, he drove the person who said he wanted to be together into the abyss. From his fingertips to his arms, he smashed everything completely, and the blood spattered all over the place. His face was a little hot, like the tears on his eyelashes.

Those disciples who did not participate in the gate of Kunlai Mountain, he used Ayun as bait, captured them, hung them in the gate, and burned them together with the gate.

The old head of Kunlai, the crazy old man who wanted to save people, was beaten to death by him. Before he died, the old man also desperately grabbed Ayun, praying to him that Kunlai would not stop.

He asked Ayun to hand over the Sansheng Stone, the place where Daxuan went deep into the nether world, and the real usage of the king's seal.

If he didn't hand it in, he killed the remaining Kun-Lai disciples one by one in front of him.

With so much torture and so much injury, he forcibly deduced the whereabouts of the Sansheng Stone, and deduced a little usage of the king's seal, which made him more convinced that he was the great priest.

However, he committed suicide anyway.

With his hands completely destroyed and his meridians severed, he still doesn't know how to self-destruct the altar, and his soul is nowhere to be found.

He should obviously feel that the great revenge will be avenged, but there are still tears falling down.

After his death, the little blue marks on the king's seal disappeared.

He met the real great priest.

The other party regretfully asked him for Ayun's body, and said that this person had suffered for him, hoping to restrain him.

So everything he did, all revenge, became a joke.

How much can a person hate a person?

What has he done, and what can be redeemed?

He is grateful to his younger sister in this world for letting go of several Kunlai disciples, allowing him not to kill them, so that he can die by their swords after finishing his own work, and the body returns to Ayun to accompany him For the rest of my life.

If there is an afterlife, it will not be negative.

……

Feng Qingxiu summed up all these while watching. The other party wrote nearly a million words of profound repentance in classical Chinese. Every word was shocking, and the voice was crying blood. , Seeing Feng Qingxiu's demonic thoughts surging, she almost ran away.

"He still wants to reunite with you in the next life!" Feng Qing was extremely graceful, and the invisible sword energy burst out suddenly, eradicating the countless traces on the mountain, and the ice crystals scattered, big and small, stirred up countless snowflakes in the cave, one after another, slowly Slow down.

"A loser's wail, Xiaoqing should take it easy." Ji Yunlai quickly swept his spiritual thoughts and shrugged, "I killed him later."

As he remembered, he went up Huanbo Mountain alone with one sword, and killed Li Xianjing's subordinates who killed Kunlai's disciples back then.

As for the fact that Li Xianjing didn't avoid letting him kill him and said that he died willingly, there is no need to tell Xiaoqing.

Feeling sorry for Xiaoqing... Ji Yunlai tilted his head slightly, keenly feeling that Xiaoqing's attitude towards him had changed because of this stimulation.

If there was still a layer of estrangement before, then at this moment, Xiaoqing seemed to no longer regard him as the superior punishment Taoist.

However, Xiaoqing's cultivation seems to have changed because of this stimulation.

Forget it, there are always gains and losses in life, presumably with Xiaoqing's character, she can also stabilize this terrifying cultivation base.

Ji Yunlai held Xiaoqing's hand almost lovingly, so that he did not destroy the Kunlai classics on the stone wall.

"I'm not sad anymore," Ji Yunlai looked at the stone wall indifferently, with a calm voice, "Whether it's the former corpse or those disciples, they are not sad anymore."

Feng Qingxiu turned her head to look at him, her clear eyes were filled with unrelenting anger, and there was even a kind of terrifying deterrence, which was about to move in his eyes, as if it would overflow the seal at any time, causing the world to annihilate, mountains and rivers to reverse, dragons and snakes to rise from the land .

"It's all over, there's no need to be immersed in hatred. Those who died can't come back." Ji Yunlai's voice echoed in the huge cave, soft and leisurely, "After Xizhou established a sect again, I used to come here Here, I want to unearth the tombs of the disciples and send them back to Kun-Lai."

The coldness in Feng Qingxiu's eyes gradually subsided, and the fingers that clenched Master's hands also eased up.

"However, I later found out that the tomb was in Kunlai's former residence. Fengshui has been determined. I didn't want to disturb the peace of the deceased, so I didn't touch this place. It's just that a formation was set up in the city to prohibit monks from coming." Ji Yunlai's voice was faint. , "Until I remembered it a few days ago, I only took the slough from that year."

To be honest, he really didn't expect that he would have such a miserable time.

I also understand why the 983-year-old self said in the suicide note to him, "Simply put, I met a scumbag, and I rushed to seek abuse, and then I repented, killed him and started a family again."

This is really earth-shattering scum. Thinking back when I was single for more than 300 years, it was also sad to talk about this kind of appearance when I finally fell in love with my first love, but fortunately I made it through.

He also forgot everything, and had a new relationship with Xiaoqing, and it was successful.

Then there is nothing to be sad about.

"Why did you suddenly think of coming to fetch the slough?" Feng Qingxiu frowned, looking dangerously at the crown suit that claimed to be "used to accompany the master".

No wonder the master never said what he was looking for. If he had said it earlier, he would have exploded at that time. He probably didn't find it here, but killed him along the way.

There is no need to doubt, he is now able to control his own shadow, if he really does it, he will not be afraid of ten or eight He Dao at all.

Even if someone really dared to come, he——wouldn't be afraid.

"In other people's memory, I saw a guy hugging and crying," Ji Yunlai touched the tip of the apprentice's ear, and smiled, "Then I thought, if I can take it back and make it into an avatar, Kunlai will not have to worry about being disconnected from the Internet, and I will be able to With my apprentice, you can see all over the world, and you don’t need to play with a paper figurine every day.”

The indifference on Feng Qingxiujun's face couldn't hold back immediately, a thin layer of red spread instantly, thinking that the master's friendship did not satisfy the master last night, he felt that the whole person was going to explode, and he said angrily: "You But when speaking in front of Yi Hua, be serious!"

"My own slough, do I still need to respect myself?" Ji Yunlai was beaten by his apprentice again, and smiled slightly, "I don't mind anymore."

Feng Qingxiu was speechless for a moment, she just raised her hand, and was about to tidy up that obtrusive crown suit.

"Wait, wait a minute!" Zhao Hao, who was stupefied and ignored for a long time, finally found his voice, and pointed at Ji Yunlai almost tremblingly, his teeth chattering, "You, are you a human or a ghost, or my teacher?" Honorable descendants, descendants?"

"Master?" Feng Qingxiu and Ji Yunlai raised their eyebrows at the same time.

"Yes! I have learned the Kun-Lai technique, so I am a Kun-Lai disciple!" Zhao Hao said.

Ji Yunlai stared at his flustered face, and after a few breaths, couldn't help smiling and sighing: "What a crime."

"Well, don't try to lie to me, you..." He pointed at Feng Qingxiu and looked at Ji Yunlai with complicated eyes, "You are obviously a disciple of the Taiqing Sect, so I tell you that everything here is mine ! Stop delusional!"

The one that looks very similar to Master's, must have changed!They must have come together to lie to me!

Right, that is it.

"What can you lie to?" Feng Qingxiu looked at him indifferently, and when she raised her hand, the most authentic Kunlai Zhenyuan technique fell on Zhao Hao, "600 years ago, the master sword cut Yin Emperor, Daxuan Benghuai, there is no way you really haven’t heard of it, right?”

"But, but the master clearly killed Li Xianjing, so he came back, he came back and sat down!" Zhao Hao was in a mess.

"Reshaping the body, as long as there is essence and blood is enough, but no matter how good the body is reshaped, the previous cultivation level cannot be taken away," Ji Yunlai smiled lightly, "I am just rebuilding."

The Heavenly Demon Crossing Evil Sword is the most dangerous, fastest and most hopeless method in the world.

"I don't study much, don't lie to me!" Zhao Hao had an improbable expression on his face, "It's impossible for you to kill the emperor of Yin in just a few years, and after more than ten years, you've joined the Dao again, right? "

"Not more than ten years, just seven years," Ji Yunlai put his arms around his little apprentice, concealed a bit of showing off, and said calmly, "After more than ten years, he will already be a human immortal."

"How is it possible, there are only three immortals in Central Continent, and the three come to the door!" Zhao Hao didn't believe it at first, but for some reason, there was always a lingering fear in his heart...

"Xizhou Kunlai is pretty good now. Since you have obtained the true biography of Kunlai, then follow me back to Xizhou." Feng Qingxiu looked at him lightly, thought for a while, and said a little teasingly, "Maybe you can pass the outer exam. Maybe."

"That is to say, I am no longer the head of Kunlai?" Zhao Hao asked sadly, oh my god!He clearly has always regarded this as his own responsibility.

"Yes." Ji Yun came to touch the poor child, no longer minding that the fragment of the king's seal that he held in his hand since birth had a closer relationship with him.

Li Xianjing has already lost his soul, so what if he really has a trace of Daxuan's blood?

Don't chase after the past, what should go, just let him go.