Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The devil looked down at the person in front of him with his back turned.

With black hair scattered down, the white clothes are not stained with dust, and the figure is thin and slender.

His back was straight, his shoulders were not broad, but he trembled a little as if he had weighed down the most painful burden in the world.

So the devil took him into his arms.

Ji Linchuan was in a trance, aware of the man's familiar embrace, and did not avoid it for a while.

"Red Maple Leaf, Chi Yantian." Everything that happened in the hall, from the past to the present, can't be hidden under the eyes of the devil. He easily spit out the murderer's name and said seriously: "If you want revenge, I will can help you."

There are nine heavens above the fairy world, all of which are occupied by Tianzun.

Chiyantian is the place where Yanye Tianzun lives. Without the cultivation base of Jinxian, he might not be able to go up even for nine days.

Ji Linchuan said slowly: "No, I want to meet...the others first."

The devil knew that the other people should refer to his old friends in the lower realm.He sighed from the bottom of his heart, but only said one word.

"……it is good."

Ji Linchuan was well-known when he was in the lower realms. Before he entered the Demon Realm, he had met many like-minded people by discussing Taoism and practicing sword moves. But when he walked through the Immortal Realm, he never found a familiar face. It is hard to find traces of the five great immortal sects in the Heavenly Spirit Realm in the Upper Realm.

In the vast fairyland, Ji Linchuan felt strange.

Although he knew that the Heavenly Spirit Realm was only one of the thousands of worlds in the lower realm, and the five great immortal sects might not have much reputation in the upper realm, but in his heart, the slight premonition that something bad was getting worse.

Finally, he found the trace of the Powang Sword Sect.

Ling Yuchen's parents were both ascended generations. When Ji Linchuan discussed the Dao with him in the past, he once heard him say that the Shattering Delusion Sword Sect in the upper realm is located in the Qinglan realm, and even in the upper realm, it is also a large sect. There are orthodox traditions passed down in many realms below.

After inquiring with others, the location of this sect was finally clarified, but when Ji Linchuan arrived, he saw the sect's gate collapsed, with jagged mountains and rocks, thousands of miles of terracotta soil, thousands of miles of wilderness, no one inhabited, and no inspiration.

It was a scene a hundred times more tragic than Xuanxianzong's.

Ji Linchuan stood on the terracotta soil, and in his mind were the words of that person when he was looking for the way just now——

"Two thousand miles to the west is the old place of the Powang Sword Sect."

"It's just that, 500 years ago, the Powang Sword Sect was wiped out by a powerful man, and every inch of the mountain rock was soaked in the blood of his disciples, so that the inspiration was gone, and the ghosts lingered... Such an unlucky place, Your Excellency It's better not to go."

Ji Linchuan closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to hear those disciples crying before they died. They didn't even know why they died.

"What kind of 'skill' is this?" He looked at the fingerprint that traversed the entire Powang Sword Sect and asked.

"This world is a well, and the palm of your hand is the sky, so when you snap your fingers down, the world will be turned upside down." The demon master said slowly, "This technique is a trapped well."

"Is it also one of the Taoism he created?"

The demon master said: "The art is, but the human is not."

Ji Linchuan understood in an instant.

The technique is the technique of tracing fate, but the person performing it is not the person in the Shangxuan Palace.

As he walked up the mountain, he saw ruins all the way, the more he went up, the heavier the bloody smell, which had been lingering for thousands of years and still hadn't dissipated, but he didn't see half of the bones.

He knew that it wasn't that there was nothing, but that the power of destruction was too terrifying, and all living things were crushed into bloody mud under his feet.

"Why is this..."

He gritted his teeth and said a word, the hand holding the sword was squeezed too tightly, blood slipped down.

Walking to the top of the mountain, the sunset is sinking below the horizon.

The stone tablet that originally stood on the top of the mountain has long since collapsed into two halves. It was poured with blood and merged into a flower.

"Worriless flower, Wangyoutian..."

Ji Linchuan opened his mouth, as if he was asking himself and the Demon Lord, "Since I have such power, why didn't you attack me when I first came to Xiantian, and insisted on hurting innocent people?"

"Because fish are not born knowing that they are fish. Only after awakening can they perceive the existence of the same kind. The two people who killed your old friends, if I guessed right, should be people who awakened in the past thousand years."

"You are under the endless abyss. They can perceive you, but they can't find you. Naturally, they will try to force you out. They don't care about the karma of killing, after all..."

The demon lord's gaze was deep and cold, containing a deep hostility.

"There are only successes and failures in the battle of the Great Dao, there is no one who is innocent, should it be."

This is the first time that the demon lord has admitted the relationship between Ji Linchuan and the fish.

"You said that fish can perceive the existence of the same kind," Ji Linchuan turned and looked up at him, "Why can't I?"

"Of course it's because you didn't wake up." The devil replied.

"How do you wake up?"

"As long as fish and fish have devoured each other once, they will be able to wake up."

Ji Linchuan suddenly remembered the white spot of light that floated out after Lu was killed and was taken away by the devil.

He was silent for a while, then asked again: "So what if you wake up? So what if you don't wake up?"

"When you wake up, what you are facing is endless killing, devouring conquest. At the end of the killing, you will jump into the abyss, or there may still be a slight possibility of climbing ashore. But at that time, you are still not you, it is already too late. Hard to say."

"Don't wake up, a fish is still a fish, you are still you, with my protection, they can't hurt a single hair of your hair. You can concentrate on your cultivation, watch this magnificent river and mountain with me, and share the peace of the years."

It seems clear which side to choose.

Ji Linchuan didn't say anything for a long time.

The devil was very patient and waited quietly for his answer.

"If they hadn't attacked the people around me, if I hadn't known that I was a fish, I would have been protected by my seniors from the strife in this world, and I would have been able to practice with peace of mind, and the years would be peaceful, and the younger generation would be free to do what I wish for..."

"It's just that now that I know everything, it would be ridiculous if I still yearn for ease and sleep and sleep... If this is the case, even if I practice for millions of years in the future, I still can't surpass my original heart, so how can I stand on the other side? On top of that, even bent over to scoop up water, trying to recover the power of heaven for these innocent dead?"

"You haven't given up yet..." The demon lord felt a little helpless at the stubbornness of the person in front of him, "You know, it's not a good thing for a cultivator to shoulder too many responsibilities and karma."

Ji Linchuan said: "I know. It's just that I have traveled through the world for thousands of years. On the road of seeking, the only thing I have tasted the most is the word "bearing."

He raised his head and said calmly, "Senior, please give me what Lu Sha left behind."