I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

Zichen is the god of heaven, and Yushu is a mortal.

But she is not an ordinary mortal, she is the tasker of Zichen's jurisdiction, and the heavens govern the three thousand worlds. Zichen picked her to become the repairer of the way of heaven within the jurisdiction.

Zichen is romantic and unrestrained, with deep insights into people's hearts and the world; Yushu is a weird elf, because she travels through the world, she knows a lot of strange things.

With these two people by his side, Shenxing gradually understands the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, and has human emotions.

However, Zichen and Yushu gradually fell in love with each other before Shenxing could truly understand the complicated love and desires in the world that the two talked about.

One is a god of the heavens, and the other is a mortal in the human world. Even if they are special task performers, they are not considered immortals.

This is something that absolutely violates the rules of the heavens. The love between a god and a tasker in the jurisdiction is more serious than a relationship between a human and an immortal, because a mortal can be transformed into a fairy, but the tasker is doomed from the day he accepts the task. It can only be a mortal with supernatural powers, because she is a repairer of the way of heaven, a repairer of the way of heaven, and can never be a fairy.

God Xing, who exists in the heaven instead of the rules and punishments, understands the seriousness of the matter better than anyone else. He doesn't understand love, he just doesn't want to lose two friends. He thinks there is no difference between being a friend and being an adult, and he often persuades the two of them. .

The two of them never cared about it, knowing that Shenxing doesn't understand feelings, and they often use this to tease Shenxing as an old-fashioned one in film and television dramas, the kind who specializes in beating mandarin ducks.

Until the matter between the two was discovered by the heavens, Yushu was pushed to Zhuxiantai.

The role of Zhuxiantai is not only to kill the gods who violate the rules of heaven, but also to punish these half-human and half-immortal taskers who possess supernatural powers. Immortals who jump off Zhuxiantai will wash their souls into the mortal world and never enter the fairy world.

And the missionaries will be out of their wits.

Zichen panicked, he is a god, even if he jumped off Zhuxiantai, he would be able to return to heaven after ten lifetimes, but Yushu would have no reincarnation.

The divine thunder of Zhuxian Terrace was taken from the Dao Lei of the Divine Star, which is well known in the heavens.

He thought Shenxing would show mercy.

However, what Zichen didn't know was that, not to mention that a trace of divine thunder existed independently from the divine star and was strengthened by the power of the heavens, the congenital thunder of the divine punishment body would only judge right and wrong, and would not pay attention to legal principles.

Shenxing tried his best, but it only weakened the effect of Shenlei.

Yushu still suffered from the thunder of the gods, and there was nothing left of her soul.

As a god, Zichen returned to the heaven after reincarnation, but Yushu never came back.

……

Since then, Shenxing has become alone again.

Even more daunting than before.

Because the story of Zichen and Yushu spread throughout the heavens, everyone realized the ruthlessness of the God's Punishment Body.

——Even friends are not spared, this is the body of divine punishment.

So say the gods.

The gods in the celestial realm have become more and more respectful and far away from the divine star.

Shen Xing ignored it, and tried his best to weaken the power of Shenlei. It stands to reason that although Yushu's soul was damaged, she would not be scattered, so she should be wandering in the Wangchuan River.

However, Shen Xing has been looking for hundreds of years at Naihe Bridge, but Yushu has never been seen in Wangchuan.

……

"You are just a regular machine without emotion!" Zichen's last words almost became Shenxing's heart demon when he jumped off Zhuxiantai.

He went down to the mortal world to experience the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and returned to the heaven, but no one shared it with him.

For the first time, Shenxing felt lonely, even more lonely than the loneliness thousands of years ago.

Wang Chuanhe's failure made Shenxing doubt his own memory, and then he chose to escape, giving up all his memories, and became the modern Shen Fuxing.

……

The golden pupils slowly opened, as if they were in harmony with the breathing of all things in the world, and gradually became tinged with a dazzling stream of light.

The grass leaves stained with blood lowered their bodies in the direction of Shen Fuxing; the blue sea tide lake at the foot of Yuewang Peak rose and fell with Shen Fuxing's breathing; Fu Xing bent his front legs; the humming of swords, guns, swords and halberds stopped abruptly, and Chi Yunjian flew back from the demon clan with a "swish", turning into a red dragon and entrenched at Shen Fu Xing's feet.

Everything is quiet, just waiting for the king's arrival.

This is the incarnation of the laws of heaven and earth, the power of the body of punishment, and the source of the laws of all things in the world.

The people of Yunlai Xianzong tried to look up at the figure suspended in mid-air, but their eyes were stimulated to tears, and they had to look back, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their knees trembled faintly.

The elders of Yunlai Xianzong gritted their teeth and stiffened their bodies, resisting the desire to kneel down.

Compared with ordinary disciples, these monks who are closer to the way of heaven can feel the brilliant heavenly power around Shen Fuxing more.

Previously, no one knew what kind of power that demon god possessed, but today, Shen Fuxing, who had awakened his memory, made an explanation for everyone.

That is the supreme might of the sky, and one dare not even look directly at it.

"Zi Chen." Without hesitation, Shen Fuxing confirmed the identity of the other party.

His voice was low and cold, and the memory of Shenxing was not very pleasant for him.Those long and lonely years occupied eighty-nine out of ten of Shenxing's entire life, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in the cold and dark seabed, and the silence was suffocating.

The only color, after only a short thousand years, has become a memory that he never wants to remember. Until now, Shen Fuxing still has bitterness and drowning-like self-abuse and suffocation in his heart.

Yushu... Thousands of years have passed, and even if her soul is in the Wangchuan River, there is absolutely no possibility of her surviving.

"This second step...Shen Xing, look who this is?" Another cloud mirror was added to the sky, and in the picture was the ten thousand li ice field whistling by the north wind.

Near the glacier, a man in black was hugging a woman in pink and looking towards here.

With icy muscles and jade bones, Qiuyue is the god.A pair of eyes seemed to gather thousands of stars, even if they were not bright, they were still agile and compelling.

"Yu Shu!" Shen Fuxing's golden eyes trembled, his fingers slightly bent, but then he realized that it was just a soulless body.

Wait... maybe it's not soulless.

"It was you who took away Yushu's soul fragments..." Shen Fuxing looked at those eyes that were not bright, but extremely agile. Obviously, this is not the kind of brilliance that a person without a soul can burst into. Yushu's body... remnant soul.

Therefore, he did not see any remnant souls on the Naihe Bridge...

"Today, my Yushu...is about to wake up." A gentle smile appeared on the corners of Zichen's lips. He raised his right hand, and a large ball of orange candlelight gathered in his hand, blending into Yushu's body little by little. in the body.

"Soul Replenishing Fire—" Shen Fuxing's pupils constricted.

Soul-replenishing fire, as the name suggests, soul-replenishing fire, is a forbidden technique in the heavens that uses the flames burned by the soul to bridge the gaps between soul fragments.

Since it is a forbidden technique, it must have great disadvantages, and the only disadvantage of the soul-replenishing fire is that it takes a lot of souls to burn into a fire to be able to stitch a small place. It is enough to make up for a wound as small as a fingernail, and once the soul is burned into a fire, there will be no chance of reincarnation.

If a broken soul like Yushu wants to use the soul-replenishing fire to quickly stitch it together, it would only be possible to stitch it together completely by sacrificing nearly half of the population of a small world.

"This is the purpose of your war between humans and demons..." Shen Fuxing looked towards the direction where those souls flowed, which was the north.

Shen Fuxing tried to stop him, but his memory was only awakened, and his strength had not fully returned. Currently, he had no power and could not compete with Zichen.

If he wanted to stop this large-scale sacrifice of souls, he had to restore the identity and strength of the God's Punishment Body.

There's only one way for him to do that.

"Zichen...you don't have to do this." Shen Fuxing's voice was dry.

Looking at those eyes that gradually regained their vitality, and Zi Chen who no longer looked familiar, Shen Fuxing understood Zi Chen's intentions.

"You don't have to do this? You don't have to do that? You don't need to use Soul Replenishment Fire, but let my Shu'er be reincarnated and become a stranger from then on?" Zi Chen sneered.

"Reincarnated, she is still Yushu..." Shen Fuxing said, but his voice weakened and his eyes looked blank.

For gods, the memory of that life as a god is the original memory, Shen Fuxing's first thought, of course, was like this.

However, his eyes fell on another cloud mirror.

It was a floating island, and a huge nine-tailed celestial fox encircled a man. His appearance was beautiful, but his complexion was pale. At this moment, he had opened his eyes, but there was a fragile and deeply hidden desire in his eyes. Uneasy, look at him.

Shen Fuxing could feel the softness in his heart.

It was a figure that even the memory of Shenxing could not be diluted.

Shen Fuxing is more willing to accept Shen Fuxing's identity than Shenxing, who is the body of punishment.

An ordinary guy with incredible luck and a lover who is cold on the outside and pure on the inside.

The recovery of memory after amnesia can be said to have regained life.

Then, is the memory of the previous life after reincarnation an opportunity to re-understand oneself, or a blade to obliterate the true self?

No one can be sure that Yushu after reincarnation will still be Yushu from before, and no one can be sure that Yushu after reincarnation is willing to accept a memory that has nothing to do with a person who has nothing to do with it.

"The same person? Shenxing, you are still so naive." Zichen laughed, but there was sadness in the laughter.

After drinking Mengpo soup and crossing the Naihe bridge, all the past of a person will be cut off, and no matter how much memory is instilled afterwards, he will no longer be that person.

This is the reason why he is obsessed with guarding Yu Shu's broken soul. He doesn't want any love in the world, he only wants his Shu'er, his Shu'er from the beginning to the end, and her forever as a pair.

"You have many choices." Shen Fuxing looked at the devastated Tianling Continent, and had already guessed Zichen's plan.

His calm eyes swept across the entire continent one by one, and finally stopped on the pale-faced Fu Yuan, his eyes slightly condensed.

"A lot of choices? No, I only have this one choice." Zichen hugged Yushu, who had bright eyes but a cold expression, and stroked her pale face with his fingers.

Of course, he still has many choices. He is a god, he has an immortal life, and he can slowly nourish Yushu's soul for a long time.

However, time is really a terrible thing. It will dilute the memory of people, and it will also dilute the memory of God. Thousands of years, ten thousand years, 10 years...

He was afraid that there was still throbbing in his heart, but he no longer remembered the face that made his heart flutter.

Zichen was about to say something, but suddenly noticed Shen Fuxing's gaze, and burst out laughing: "God star, god star...how many choices do you have?"

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