I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

In the dark and chaotic world.

A flash of lightning suddenly cut through the overlapping black barriers.

I saw huge blocks of dark clouds, like mountains and mountains, heavily pressing down on a touch of gold in the lower corner, which is the white marble worshiping platform inlaid with seven treasures and glazed gold on the top of Xuanpu Peak.

At this time, under the Baixiantai, there were dense crowds standing all over the ground.

Most of these people are dressed in green and blue brocade, and there are also one or two elders in purple. They are all figures of high status in the "Xuanmen", the largest sect in the cultivation world.

However, at this moment, they all looked up at the sky at the same time.

In the eyes of those who have seen the vicissitudes of life, there is a rare uneasiness.

They didn't speak, but there was deep worry brewing in the atmosphere.

They were thinking about one thing——

Master Lu's old man was really powerful, and the Heavenly Dao actually sent nine times of Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation to hit him.

Even if it was Da Luo Jinxian Fu's only ascension back then, it was only three times, and after that, the rain gathered and the clouds came, and Hongqiao came to lead.

"boom--!!"

Another shock.

A piece of blazing white exploded in mid-air, the powerful spiritual power shattered and shattered, and fell like silver rain. Wherever the shock wave touched, ripples of time and space distorted in the void.

Suddenly, it rained harshly, and the bean-sized hailstones hit the top of the mountain and between the glazed tiles, making a knocking sound.

The thick clouds parted, and the daylight emerged. After a while, the pale sky was completely exposed, without a cloud shadow at all.

"This is……"

"Could it be that the ascension was successful?"

"Why is there no Hongqiao extradition?"

"Could it be that……?"

Above the vast and endless white clouds, in the infinitely pure void.

A tall and thin man stood alone in a water-color Taoist robe, between the skirts, patterns of distant mountains smudged with light ink fluttered gently in the breeze.

His forehead was pale and his eyebrows were high, showing wisdom and nobility beyond his appearance age. In the slightly deep eye sockets, the eyelids were tightly closed, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a trembling shadow.

Between the temples on one side, gray fissures like spider webs are stretching along the sweaty temples to the end of the eyes. As the young man breathes and breathes, they turn on and off, and each time the spider web traces go out, they light up again , it will spread a few inches.

Soul crack!

This is the precursor of the soul flying away.

Did it fail after all?

The man sighed slightly.

He, Lu Wanxian, asked himself that he had done nothing wrong with his virtue all his life, and had practiced in seclusion for 5000 years, and finally reached the stage of Mahayana. Is this path still unworkable?

【You really don't have a clear conscience? 】

Yes, there is...

That was a long time ago. When Lu Wanxian was traveling in the world, he encountered a war in a small country. The whole family of the small king died in battle, leaving only a young boy of the royal family who was seriously injured and dying. The young man of the royal family was supposed to send him away after he was cured, but who knew that this young man secretly learned the cultivation method and made rapid progress. Lu Wanxian regained his love for talent and left him to practice on the mountain.

A few years passed in a blink of an eye, and the young man's sharpness could no longer be concealed. He stood out in the competition to select the disciples of the sect, and he justifiably worshiped under Lu Wanxian's seat as his disciple.Just when the future was limitless, the young man made a big mistake, strayed into the magic way, and killed his fellow disciples.

Lu Wanxian cherishes this little disciple and protects him in every possible way, dealing with him between the furious head and the fellow sect who vowed to take his life and revenge.However, at the end, before Yu Yuan, the entrance to the Demon Realm, the young man only said lightly, "The unworthy disciple Qin Chiyu, cut off his righteousness with the master today and terminated the master-student relationship. If there is an afterlife, I will repay you."

One of them is cultivating immortality and the other is possessed by demons. If they are not careful, their souls will be scattered. How can they have an afterlife like the people in the mortal world?It was just nonsense words made by children and scholars, but it was extremely uncomfortable for Lu Wanxian to hear.

[If you go back to the time when everything can be redeemed, would you like to do it all over again? 】

……

It's not that he didn't try to save it.

In the past, he has also been to the bloody Demon Realm, because the messenger said that the Chi Venerable, whom the Demon Venerable most valued, was seriously injured when he confronted the Daluo Jinxian. , Before the sick bed, he often thought of his master.

As an elder of the Xuanmen, he set foot in the Demon Realm, sneaked away, came to the little apprentice's sick bed, and used all his skills to reorganize the little apprentice's meridians, wash away his devilish energy, and leave only the pure skyfire spiritual root when he was cultivating immortals. .

At that time, he thought he could start over, but nothing could be saved, so Qin Chiyu still chose his way of magic.

Lu Wanxian suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no other person besides him.

"I don't want to." Between the pale lips, a cold voice sounded.

The surrounding white clouds receded, and a falling force grabbed him violently.

The force of the rapid fall pulls and repairs Lu Wanxian's broken soul, and completes his body at an astonishing speed. Time travels backwards, and the years go back, so that everything can be restored to the original intact state.

When his feet stepped on the solid ground again, Lu Wanxian felt the warm sunlight falling on his body, and the orange light penetrated into his eyelids. He blinked, and his vision gradually became clear.

In the distance, white clouds surround the green mountains, and there are several peaks and rocks in the southeast. Floating from where, do not know where to go.

Near the shore, several pink and white fragrant snow seas swayed with the wind, shaking off a shower of flowers, and the tender and soft petals swirled and flew.

This is Dongming Island left to him by Master Lu Wanxian, which has not yet been destroyed by the Demon Realm.

[The time has been corrected, it is now the first year of the Heguang calendar, on the banks of the Liuying River on Dongming Island. 】

A boy's voice sounded in the empty environment.

"Who are you?" Lu Wanxian twirled his fingers, crushed the flying petals, and then let go, and the scattered petals leaked out from between the cold white fingers, leaving only the strong fragrance of the juice remaining on the fingerprints. inside.

Just now in the sky, this voice was speaking to him.

"I'm the Heavenly Dao system." The boy's voice stuttered a bit, startled by Lu Wanxian's cold voice.

"The Way of Heaven? Did you send me here?" Lu Wanxian asked calmly.

"I helped you to be reborn once, and then I can guide you to redeem your regrets, do good deeds, and accept disciples again. Well... Let me see, we have to complete a task now..."

"Didn't I say that, don't you want?"

The boy's voice choked.

Lu Wanxian walked upstream along the Liuying River, observing the surrounding scene carefully, but he didn't find any traces of hallucinations inside, the fragrant snow trees, moso bamboo forest, everything was too real.

"You have cultivated for thousands of years, don't you just want to ascend?" The young voice said eagerly, like offering a treasure, talking about his various abilities and benefits to Lu Wanxian over and over again:

"I am the Heavenly Dao system created by Tiandao to help you. I have the most complete information database in the cultivation world. I have all kinds of opportunities, immortal grasses, and treasures from heaven and earth. You know everything about the Erblessed Land..."

"As long as you follow my mission prompts and complete the highest mission: teach the Son of Heaven to go on the right path and successfully ascend through the catastrophe. You can accumulate enough merit points to fulfill your desire to ascend."

Lu Wanxian stopped.

"Son of Heaven?"