Candle [Rebirth]

The various families have started to settle down on the cliff one after another, and at dusk, Gu Ling could already see the dots of lights on the Hanjian, dim but firm in the darkness.

He was sitting on a stone beside the cold stream with his sword in his arms, and Ran Yufang was finally sent back by him. He was the only one left, feeling the turbulent cold air all over his body.

The miasma was everywhere, almost swallowing people, Gu Ling raised his head and looked up for a while, then raised his hand, and easily picked up a gust of wind, blowing away the miasma around his body.

God has the ability to adjust all things, because God is a part of all things.

After sitting for a while, he suddenly felt a little cold, and reached out his hand to take out two or three bamboo leaves from his bosom.The bamboo leaves were originally carried with him when he was young to practice the method of adjusting things, and the habit has not changed after all these years.

Gu Ling put the bamboo leaves gently on his lips, and started to blow them. When he was young, he went to the human world to wander, and there were girls who learned how to blow leaves from knights.

Bamboo leaves were whimpering and whimpering, scattered in the night wind, there was an indescribable sense of sadness, after the song ended, everything was silent.Gu Ling threw the leaves into the turbulent river in front of him, and smiled at the person wearing a tulle hat beside him, "You're here."

Jiang Fuyi looked at him with a very strange look, and gave a low "hmm".

Then slowly said: "You just played "Sorrowful Heart"."

"Yeah, it's probably my mother's favorite song back then." Gu Ling laughed and looked at him with his chin in his hand, "Why, you were surprised it was me?"

Jiang Fuyi looked at his smile, and slowly revealed a half-true smile: "I won't be surprised by anyone, I have an oath to the patriarch of the monster clan, no matter who it is, I just didn't expect ...you are her child."

His smile faded slightly: "She saved my life back then, and I made an oath to the patriarch of the Yaozu. Tell me what your wish is."

Gu Ling frowned and shook his head, but said: "Even if you are not saved, do you still have to fulfill this oath?"

Jiang Fuyi wasn't surprised at all, and didn't even move his eyebrows or expressions: "I share my life with him, and to save him is to save me. Anyway...he is dead now."

"I'm curious," Gu Ling looked at him and said, "Can you tell the difference between his relationship with you? His disciple is the one who is sorry for him, so why are you so obsessed with cultivating Jiuxuan to save his disciple's life?" ?”

Jiang Fuyi covered his face with a smile, and said frivolously, "You talk a lot."

Gu Ling was unmoved: "Do you know who my father is?"

"Life and death, human flesh and bones, besides Jiuxuan, they are gods, right? Let me guess..." Jiang Fu thoughtfully asked, "Lingzhen?"

"You guessed right," Gu Ling looked at him firmly, "Even so, you still want to fight me?"

Jiang Fuyi frowned, as if he was very embarrassed, but there was a mocking smile in his words: "When Gu Lian saved me, I could vaguely guess... so what if you are the son of God, the way of heaven is not fair, you dare to sacrifice yourself Anti-God?"

"You can't do anything Lingzhen can't do, but I'm different, I dare."

In the night, the other party's eyebrows and eyes are bright, with three points of sharpness: "The world is not benevolent, and all things are treated as dogs. My father's lineage is just a god who offended a certain god when he was still in the world, and was punished for life. Cursed blood."

Gu Ling looked down, Jiang Fuyi rolled up his wide sleeves, revealing a white wrist, his veins were strange, faintly black, as if he had been poisoned: "The blood of Dongyu, the world only Knowing that it is evil and powerful, do you know how painful it is for people with this bloodline? My ancestors, my father, and... he, with the cursed bloodline, endured the pain of both bodies and was imprisoned by moody emotions. Life is short, and you will never get a true lover. How are gods different from humans, and why do they cast such vicious curses on humans? We were born with trembling, and we took great pains to hide this secret. Otherwise, how could the cultivation world Allow us to exist?"

The sudden strong wind lifted his uncombed long hair chaotically, Gu Ling was silent for a while, and said: "You can ask my father..."

"Of course I asked! But he has been hidden for too long, and he is helpless," Jiang Fu interrupted him hastily, "It's the same with you. You are only a demigod, so you cannot break such a curse. Shi Ling once promised Make a promise to the people of the world, if I can break the seal of Seam Soul, I can let him remove this cursed blood from my clan forever!"

Gu Ling lowered his eyes, feeling that Jiang Fuyi's purpose, which had been bothering him all this time, was finally clear, but he didn't feel relieved: "So you chose this way?"

"Go and have a look, the god of all things, the savior of the world!" Jiang Fuyi laughed mockingly, "Below the cliff of madness, the grievances of the buried people of my family have hardly reached the top of the cliff, you only know how to pity all living beings, Who has sympathized with us?"

He yelled several times, and seemed to have finally calmed down a bit. He brushed his hair and smiled at Gu Ling: "You know you can't stop me."

"I know." Gu Ling replied.

Jiang Fuyi said indifferently: "But I owe you a wish after all, what do you want?"

"My father once left two artifacts on the island of spiritual wishes," Gu Ling thought for a moment before saying, "One is in a trance, and the other is dead. I can't get away from staying here now. Go and get it back for me." .”

Jiang Fuyi nodded lightly, and stared at him in a daze for a moment: "You are just like your father, a naive person."

Gu Ling heard his soft laughter: "If it was him, I'm afraid he would be very happy to make friends with you."

He turned his head and left, his figure disappeared very quickly.Now that the guards inside and outside the Mount Sui Mountain are on guard, he can come and go freely without anyone noticing.

In just a quarter of an hour, Jiang Fuyi appeared in front of Gu Ling again. Gu Ling hadn't finished playing the song yet, so he was very surprised: "Why did you come so fast?"

"There is no one on the wishing island, and no one is stopping me, so why not?" Jiang Fuyi asked back, stretching out his hand and sending out the two artifacts, "Give it back to you, and from now on, I will not owe your mother any more."

The trance and the rebirth are originally two mirrors of Lingzhen, one made of stone and the other made of copper, which have the power to reach the sky.If Jiang Fuyi stayed and refused to return it out of selfishness, it must have been a great help to himself.

Gu Ling reached out to take it, looked at the two artifacts, and said to Jiang Fuyi: "Think carefully, there is no turning back..."

Jiang Fuyi put on the long gauze hat in his hand again: "I am looking forward to a hearty battle with you on the battlefield in the future."

His figure disappeared into the night in front of him in an instant like a mountain wind, only his voice echoed in Gu Ling's ears, it was someone from afar who sang that ancient poem——

"I think the immortal is in the east corner of the blue sea. The sea is cold and windy, and the white waves and mountains are pouring down the pot. The long whale spouts and cannot be touched, and the tears are like beads..."

"Birds flying from west to east, I would like to send a book to thank Magu..."

The majestic lingering sound like an oracle was still wandering around Gu Ling. Gu Ling closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, but suddenly felt someone attacking from behind him, and his hand was like lightning, grabbing him and falling sideways into him. The black spring under the sitting stone.

"Who!"

Gu Ling counterattacked instinctively. Just as his left hand gathered a mass of spiritual power, the person behind him leaned over and sniffed his neck as if he was used to it.

The spiritual energy in his hand suddenly dissipated.

The person behind him turned on the switch at the spring, hugged him tightly and fell into the corridor with the ever-burning lamp together.As soon as he landed, Gu Ling struggled to leave him, clenched his hands into fists, and coughed a few times: "What are you doing here?"

Xiao Ning was still wearing a black robe, with gorgeous golden dark patterns embroidered on the wide sleeves. He sat on the ground, leaning against the wall behind him, and said hoarsely, "What is Jiang Fuyi looking for you for?"

"You let me out, and you are with him all the way, don't ask him, ask me what to do?" Gu Ling got up and walked out, "Why, Shen Qiuhe is willing to tell you the method of breaking the seal, let you Come alone, come to attack me?"

Xiao Ning sat there without moving, and simply explained: "The demons are in turmoil, it's not safe for you to stay there."

Gu Ling frowned and looked back at him, his voice seemed to be very puzzled: "Xiao Ning, what exactly do you want?"

Before he could answer, Gu Ling continued: "You wronged me to humiliate me and imprisoned me in Beichen Palace. Don't you know what you did in your previous life?"

Xiao Ning's hand trembled suddenly, but he tried his best to hold it back and did not speak.

"In addition to these, you and Jiang Fuyi and Shen Qiuhe are in the same boat, regardless of the safety of the world, and insist on opening a soul hole to bring trouble to the common people." Gu Ling felt that since he left Beichen Palace, he had rarely had such intense emotions, "But you still You let me go on purpose, and even played such a big game of chess for me, handing over the entire demon clan, are you flattering me? What are you thinking? I don’t care who you are now, in this life or in the past, no matter you What to do, as long as you don't look back, I have nothing to say to you, I hate you, I hate you, I don't want to see you, you and I are not fellow travelers, we will fight each other with swords in the end, do you understand?"

Xiao Ning raised his head to look at him, Gu Ling saw that his eyes were burning red, he smiled at Gu Ling, as if he didn't hear what he said just now: "Your mother did not hesitate to die in order to protect the clan, Now in your hands, you have to protect them."

Gu Ling shook his sleeves and said angrily, "You are simply unreasonable!"

He took two steps outside, then suddenly turned around and walked back, his chest heaved twice, but his voice softened a little: "Let me say this one last time, everything that happened yesterday is like death yesterday. Shan, protect the demons, and follow me back to Mount Sui to stop Jiang Fuyi and Shen Qiuhe, so that we... won't get to the point of life and death."

Xiao Ning seemed to want to say something, but his lips trembled twice, but he couldn't say it, and finally he only said: "One day you will understand what I'm doing."

Today, he combed all his hair up, and the golden hair crown reflected the whole person's grace and luxury: "Before... I can't look back."

There seemed to be something stabbing and scratching in his heart, Gu Ling took a step back, stretched out his hands to cover his chest, and laughed palely: "Okay, if that's the case..."

He stretched out his hand towards Xiao Ning: "Give me back my sword."

He called Bingzhu with his other hand, threw it on the ground with a "clang" and said forcefully, "That sword was given by my father to thank your father for saving the world alone. You are not worthy of it." Take it and give it back to me!"

Xiao Ning untied the sword in silence, but suddenly froze after hearing this sentence, Gu Ling reached out to take the long sword in his hand, but saw that he was holding it tightly and refused to let go, his face seemed to turn pale in an instant "Brother...you, where's that mole on your lip?"

The author has something to say: Note:

1.

The three poems "Sorrow and Sorrow" were written by Yuan Zhen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, in memory of his late wife.

2.

I think the immortal is in the east corner of the blue sea.The sea is cold and windy, and the white waves and mountains are pouring down the pot.

The long whale spouts are untouchable, soothing the heart with tears like beads.The blue bird comes from the west and flies to the east. I would like to send a book to thank Magu.

——Li Bai's "Thinking"——

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