Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

"God? Fire has invaded the lungs. As time goes by, it will only become more difficult to suppress...Double cultivation is the last solution."

The man's cold voice rang in his ears, as if warning.

It is late at night.

Ye Yunlan sat on the bed, silent, only looking sideways at the stars outside the window.

A sea of ​​dim clouds floated outside the flying boat, and starlight poured in from the window sill, reflecting on his face, making him look paler and weaker.

Beside him stood a tall man.

Coming here from Dongzhou not far away, the man still doesn't show any signs of fatigue.

His white hair is pulled back high with a silver crown, he is dressed in a cloud-pattern feather coat, and he is covered with a large crane cloak. Just standing silently, he shows a demeanor of indifference to the world of mortals.

The suzerain of Tianzong, Lord Qiyun.

Qi Yunjun put his hand on the veins of Ye Yunlan's wrist and clasped it tightly.

"It's been three years since your injury," he said. "You don't have three years to waste."

Ye Yunlan: "I don't need many."

Qi Yunjun looked at Ye Yunlan expressionlessly.

Three days ago, he received a message from He Lanze, saying that the man's injury had broken out, and he begged him to suppress it.

He cultivates the way of ruthlessness, and lives in Yuntian Palace all year round. Unless necessary, he never pays attention to the affairs of the world.

But he still came.

"Ye Yunlan," he seldom calls a person by his first and last name like this, "Be my apprentice, practice the ruthless Tao mental method I taught you, suppress distracting thoughts, and supplement with my spiritual power, maybe Suppress the God? Fire for a hundred years. After a hundred years, if I am out of control, I can save your life."

Mr. Qi Yun had already said three years ago that he was going to be accepted as a disciple.

Ye Yunlan didn't look away from the window, but said indifferently: "I didn't know that the immortal is so obsessed with my life and death."

This man always talks like this.

Obviously cold as ice, but also like a curled up hedgehog, suddenly ready to stick out its thorns and stab someone's hand.

Qi Yunjun said: "What if I want to save?"

He did not speak out of a whim.

He had a hunch in the dark that if he didn't save this person and watched him return to the loess, he might regret it.

But regret is really absurd for a sword cultivator who cultivates the ruthless way.

Never emotional, how can there be regret.

Mr. Qiyun didn't realize that he was emotional, he just felt a little pity.

It should be just a pity.

——It's a pity that a person who could have become his opponent can only sink to the loess in the end, unable to travel to the sky.

"How do you want to save me?" Ye Yunlan said, "In the world of practice, no monk has reached Taxu for hundreds of years. You say that you can reach it in a hundred years, but I don't believe it. Besides, I don't want to practice any ruthless road."

In his memory, after a hundred years, Lord Qiyun had not reached Ta Xu.

... Counting the time, at that time, the other party was sitting in the pagoda of Xizhou, suppressing him.

Thinking of those dark and bewildering memories, Ye Yunlan's expression became colder and his tone tinged with sarcasm.

"Or, if the immortal can't do it after a hundred years, but still wants to save me, is it necessary to use the last method, as you said, to sacrifice his life for others?"

For monks of the Ruthless Way, double cultivation is a complete violation of the precepts.

If it is light, the heart of the Tao is flawed, no matter how difficult it is to advance an inch, if it is serious, the Tao will be ruthlessly destroyed, and the cultivation base will be useless.

Qi Yun-jun let go? His wrist, said coldly: "There should be a bottom line for wanton nonsense."

Ye Yunlan finally turned his head back, his gaze paused for a moment on the black jade placed on the hilt of the sword beside the bed by Mr. Qiyun, and then said: "I just want to persuade the immortal, don't spend unworthy time and energy for unworthy people .”

When he spoke, his eyes showed a bit of indescribable depression and boredom.

— This man doesn't care about life or death.Qi Yun-jun thought calmly.

And so repeatedly rejecting the only person who can help him suppress Shenhuo's injury at the moment is no longer an explanation for not caring. Subconsciously, perhaps, this person wants to die.

why?

Qiyun-jun was silent for a while, "I remember you have an apprentice. This time I came to Tianchi Mountain for the sake of him."

Ye Yunlan was startled, and said "huh" lightly.

"Your apprentice, although talented, has an unstable temperament and tends to be evil. He needs someone to watch over him, otherwise he will easily go astray." Lord Qiyun said, "If you leave? The Tianzong may not tolerate it." Get him down."

Ye Yunlan: "What does the suzerain mean by that?"

Qiyun-Jun looked at him with cold eyes that were as clear as glass, but he didn't say anything about Shen Shu, but only said a few words.

"Live well."

Ye Yunlan was silent?

He didn't know how Qi Yun-jun saw it.

...but he really didn't want to live long.

Although the matter of God? Huo was an accident, it was considered as he wished.

A mortal's life is only a few dozen years.But is it enough?

It was enough for him to take another look at this still complete world and experience a peaceful life that he had never experienced before.

How a person's life should be spent.

For thousands of years, no one has been able to give an accurate answer to this matter.

As far as he is concerned, what he wants in this life is not revenge, success?

All he wanted was...

Suddenly, a loud Fengming interrupted his thoughts.

Outside the window, the dark night was dyed with fire.

It is the direction of Tianchi Mountain.

——Shen Shu is still on the stage of ascent to the sky in the psychic stream.

The flying boat is above the clouds, and the situation on the ground cannot be seen clearly.Ye Yunlan suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Qiyun, "What happened? What happened?"

Mr. Qiyun closed his eyes and sensed it, and said.

"Someone... is going through the catastrophe and transforming."

——On the east side of Tianchi Lake.

In the deep pit, flames and sparks were flying.

Ye Xuanguang's robe fluttered, and he reached out to hold the hilt of the Yaohuang Sword.

The flame licked the palm, and there was a burning sting.

There is Lin Yu on the hilt of the sword, and it opens as if stimulated at this time.The feather thorn fell into his palm, and golden blood flowed down, flowing over the blood-red blade of the Demon Emperor Sword.

Ye Xuanguang frowned.

——The Demon Emperor Sword was resisting him.

But Ye Xuanguang did not retreat.

The Demon Emperor Sword used to be the sword of the demon lord Shenhuang. The Ye clan inherited the last bloodline of the demon lord Shenhuang. If there is anyone in this world who can inherit this sword, it must be the people of the Ye clan.

And he also had reasons to inherit.

As if he didn't feel the pain, Ye Xuanguang clenched his hands tighter and tighter, his golden eyes reflected in the firelight, hot and dazzling.

Aroused by the close blood, the Yaohuang Sword issued a faint buzzing sound.

But still not enough.

Ye Xuanguang closed his eyes.

Time flows.

Soon, three days and nights passed.

The blood that contains the power of the strong blood has been flowing, and the feeling of blood loss makes people feel dizzy and weak.

The hair crown on Ye Xuan's bald head has been scattered in the strong wind, and the long black hair is flying behind him, and his thin lips are tightly pressed, revealing an unstoppable paleness.

He remembered? Back then, when his own brother was locked on the blood sacrifice altar, he could only watch his own blood flow, not knowing when it would end.At that time, did Ye Yunlan feel the same as he does now?

No.

Ye Yunlan was still so young at the time, so she must have been in much more pain and despair than him.

His body melted? The other party's blood.

But lost forever? Linked with each other's blood.

The trembling of the Yaohuang sword became bigger and bigger.

A subtle thought came into his heart from the blade of the sword.

The Demon King Sword refuses to recognize its master, but with the strength of his bloodline close to the Demon Master's, he is willing to be born and be used by him.

But there is a prerequisite - he needs to go through the catastrophe first.The Demon Emperor Sword is a fairy weapon, and its owner once infinitely approached the real "immortal". Even if he inherited the blood of the Demon Lord, the Demon Emperor Sword would not be driven by a practitioner of the sixth realm of the mortal body.

Ye Xuanguang only hesitated for a moment.

With his aptitude, he had already reached the acme of the six realms of the mortal body six years ago, and he was only one step away from being transformed into a mortal body.

But this step is like a moat.

There are so many great abilities in the world during the transcending tribulation period. Those who can truly achieve transformation are full of calculations in the world of practice, and there are not enough of them.

He was going to take a longer time to cross this boundary.

just.

He remembered what his father said three days ago on the phantom of the fire stone mirror.

"Xuanguang, you have to understand that the prophecies in the Heavenly Book must be followed, and the hope of the whole family rests on you. Do you still remember, when you learned how to read, what was the first word I taught you?"

He said: "...is 'responsibility'."

"That's right." Ye Di said, "Then you still remember, what is your responsibility?"

He said: "Lead our clan, step down on Xizhou, and survive the catastrophe, so that the blood of the Ye clan will last forever and last forever."

Ye Di said: "Very good. Then you should know that there are certain things that cannot go wrong, and some hidden dangers must also be eradicated."

His eyelids twitched.

"Xuanguang, this is your last chance to correct your mistakes. I and your mother are watching. If? You can't finish?, I will help you to complete it." Ye Di said.

Next to him, his mother and concubine Ye Tange finally turned her head to look at him after hearing the words.

"Xuanguang," Ye Tange's face is as beautiful as a blooming rose, and his voice is as sweet as a lark, smiling softly, "Listen to your father's words carefully. This is your responsibility."

Ye Xuanguang said: "...Yes."

From childhood to adulthood, the word "responsibility" filled his life the most.

but.

He fulfilled his responsibilities for his family and his parents, but only for his own brother, but he never fulfilled his responsibilities as an elder brother.

It would take three days at the fastest from West Continent to Central Continent. Father Emperor said that he would help him, and the Yaori Yinwei who wanted to dispatch had arrived soon.

He is not a force that he, who is in the sixth realm of the mortal body, can resist.

He's out of time.

The cultivation base of the whole body is no longer suppressed, the change of breath triggers the catastrophe, the dark clouds gather, and the strong wind hunts.

The Yaohuang sword was pulled out inch by inch.A loud and clear phoenix cry resounded through the sky.

With long black hair fluttering behind him, Ye Xuanguang picked up the Demon Emperor Sword and looked towards the sky with his golden eyes.

He wants to cross the catastrophe and transform into a mortal.

——Ascension to the sky.

Facing the little girl's question, Shen Shu thought for a while, and finally said: "I want the best healing elixir, if there is an elixir that can connect the meridians and increase the lifespan, it would be the best."

Nian'er tilted his head to think for a while, wrinkled his little face, and said: "You said that you want healing elixir that can connect your meridians and increase your lifespan, there are many here for Nian'er...but if you want to talk about the best one, Nian'er It was not placed in the treasury. Because it is the elixir left by my emperor for Nian'er, there should be only one tree left in the world, and Nian'er planted it in her own flower valley."

Shan Ling is also reluctant to put the elixir in the treasury... Maybe it will really be effective for Master's injury.

There was a little light in Shen Shu's dark eyes.

"I really need this elixir to heal a very important person. Nian'er, if? If you have any needs, as long as you can give me the elixir, I will do it for you."

Shen Shu stared at Shan Ling with lowered eyes, and said in a deep voice.

The little girl transformed into by the mountain spirit was pure and innocent. He didn't intend to coax her with words, but expressed his needs directly.

Nian'er blinked, blushed slightly under his serious gaze, and whispered: "Have you met Nian'er for so many years? The fastest climber on the ladder, if you want some special Rewards are not out of the question."

"But?, after you go out, can you do Nian'er a favor?"

Shen Shu said, "Tell me."

"Before, Nian'er accompanied a brother to pick flowers in the flower valley. The brother said that he wanted to give flowers to his important people."

Nian'er was holding the flower in her hand, with a little sadness on her pretty face, "But later, that brother accidentally dropped the flower on the mountain? So Nian'er would like to ask you to help Nianer return the flower to that brother .”

After Shen Shu listened, his eyes were tightly locked on the blood-stained blue flower branch in Nian'er's hand, especially the glaring blood stained on the flower.

He felt the blood all over his body freeze suddenly, his voice trembled slightly, and he asked, "What does that elder brother you mentioned look like? Why did he drop flowers on the mountain?"

Nian'er didn't notice his strangeness, she just said: "That elder brother was born tall and handsome, he looks like my emperor, Nian'er felt close at first sight...but his face is very pale, he looks sick? Same."

"The sword that my emperor left before suddenly started to lose his temper, shaking the ground. My brother must have been injured. He suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma. He was hugged and left, but dropped the flower?"

"Nian'er couldn't catch up, so I had to pick up the flowers. Nian'er still remembers that when his brother picked the flowers, he once told Nian'er that he liked this flower very much, so even if his brother was injured and fell into a coma, Nian'er thought, wait for my brother to wake up. After coming here, if you find out that the flowers are gone, you will be very sad. So, please help Nianer return the flowers to brother after you go out."

As Nian'er said, she walked a few steps, raised the blue flower in her hand and handed it to Shen Shu.

But he saw that the other party hadn't taken the flowers for a long time.

She raised her head, but saw the red eyes of the young man in front of her.

It reminded her of seeing a male wolf who went mad after his partner was injured in the deep mountains and wild forests.

It seemed that there was endless viciousness and hostility, and it seemed that blood and tears were about to flow in the next second.

Nian'er looked at his expression and said cautiously.

"You... what's the matter with you?"