Xianzun is collapsing every day

Gui Tu held Bai Jing firmly with both hands, and there was darkness behind him. Seeing this, the orthodox monks shouted, "It's the demon cultivator!"

Before being trapped in the sea of ​​blood, all the monks thought that this was a battle between the righteous way and the demon realm.Who knew that Leng Shang and Jiuying made them so confused that they forgot that there was such a thing as Moxiu.

But now, the magic cultivator who had never appeared before appeared, and it was mighty.

"Gui Tu!" Geng Qingyang shouted to reveal his identity, and immediately more righteous monks looked in their direction.

Many monks had relatives who died under Gui Tu's hands, and they still hold grudges against him to this day.They are already clumsy against Jiuying. If these demon cultivators join the battle, the battle will really be powerless.

"You're here." Bai Jing's wound was in severe pain, and the scene in front of him was already hazy.But he is so familiar with Gui Tu that he doesn't even need to see his face clearly to know who is holding him now.

At this point, Bai Jing doesn't want to think about what will happen after today.He heard Gui Tu calling "Master" in his ear, and rarely showed a calm smile.

He smiled and said, "Very good."

No matter what happened to them before, in this situation, it is good to have Gui Tu by his side.

"Master, Master..." Gui Tu's voice became flustered, and scarlet blood appeared in his eyes.The shouts made all the monks look sideways, even covering the crying of Jiuying.

"Okay, I can't die again." Mu Chuihan interrupted Gui Tu's call with a soft sentence. He used gentle spiritual power to make Bai Jing close his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Then he said to Gui Tu with disgust: "You If you continue howling, you will really cry for all of us."

Now the sky above the sea of ​​blood is in chaos.Jiuying was surrounded by water and fire, and the monks had given up restraining him and scattered around, just trying to avoid the attack.The Demon Cultivator army behind Gui Tu did not attack the righteous cultivators, and they also avoided Jiuying's strong attack.

On the surface of the sea of ​​blood, the golden formation became clearer and clearer.Leng Li hovered in the center of the formation, surrounded by the golden light of the formation talisman, as if about to be sucked into the formation's eye.

Ye Tingjiang was beside Leng Xun, but he didn't dare to act rashly.The runes of this talisman were extremely strange, which made him suspect that it was a formation handed down from ancient times.

"Lord Mozun," Mu Chuihan urged, "You're not here to cause trouble, are you?"

Gui Tu seemed to feel that Mu Chuihan was making noise, so he didn't even cast a glance at him, but just looked at the golden array floating in the sea of ​​blood, his expression gradually became serious.

"Leng Xun, what the hell are you doing!" Geng Qingyang couldn't hold back his temper, and reprimanded loudly.

The other monks didn't expect to hear the answer, but Leng Lai actually spoke up: "Everyone fought with Jiuying, and there were heavy casualties. I just... want to send everyone back to a time when nothing happened. "

"Back in time?" Ye Tingjiang said these words lightly.

"Just like Ting Yunjun said." Leng Yin smiled lightly, but still had an indescribably eerie feeling: "Time flows against the flow, and I will give you a chance to make up for the regrets in this life, wouldn't it be great?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Geng Qingyang sneered: "Time cannot be reversed, and life and death cannot be reversed. Even the disciples who have just started know these common senses, so why do you have to speak nonsense?"

"Mr. Qingyang," Leng Lai said with a smile: "Wouldn't it be better to do what you can't do?"

Ye Tingjiang frowned: "If you go against the sky, you will suffer great losses."

Although he didn't know whether Lenglao could drive the time-reversing formation, but in any case, this was a spell that was not tolerated by the heavens, and the consequences would definitely not be acceptable to them.

"I didn't expect that the famous Tingyun Lord is also a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death." Leng Shang's voice was like a ghost, and he sighed meaningfully: "I have heard that you have a relationship with your disciple named Fuyan. Really, Tingyun-jun, don’t you want to see him again?”

Leng Xun's whole body is like a poisonous snake spewing out letters, using the name of Fuyan to confuse Ye Tingjiang's mind.

Ye Tingjiang was taken aback, and couldn't help looking back at Mu Chuihan.

But Leng Xun interpreted his blankness as something else, thinking that Ye Ting Jiang's heart was moved, and continued: "He died so badly to save you, don't you feel any guilt? I can send you to see him..."

"He doesn't want to." Mu Chuihan appeared next to Ye Tingjiang, and answered for him: "The deceased is gone, so why force it."

"Hahaha..." There was a biting chill in Leng Lai's laughter, he was injured in a fight with Mu Chuihan just now, and he vomited a mouthful of blood while laughing.

But Leng Shang wiped the blood on his lips indifferently: "Almost forgot, Ting Yunjun and Xianzun have this kind of relationship. It's so pitiful, you forgot about that child not long after he died."

Both Mu Chuihan and Ye Tingjiang stared at Leng Fei.

Although Leng Lai's words were full of sympathy for Fuyan, in fact the eyes of Ye Tingjiang and Mu Chuihan looking at him were truly filled with pity.

He doesn't know anything.

"That's all." Leng Fei didn't understand the deep meaning in their eyes, he just gave up on Ye Tingjiang, and raised his voice to all the monks: "Everyone, don't you have anyone you want to see again?"

Many monks were really in a trance, the faces of deceased relatives and friends in memory came to mind, and the tip of their noses became sour.A few others looked at Gui Tu with envy, and for a while they really wanted to be moved by Leng Xun.

"Lengxi." Mingzheng finally said, "Chuchu definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

"It turned out to be Fairy Mingzheng," Leng Lao laughed, and his tone became inexplicably gentle: "Chuchu naturally can't bear to see the world of cultivating immortals destroyed together, so I won't touch you again... When the time comes, everyone will go back to a hundred years ago together, and there will be some What's wrong?"

"Stop talking nonsense with him!" Geng Qingyang shouted loudly: "Who cares about his plot, kill him first!"

"It's useless to kill me." Leng Fei's voice changed, and he pulled out of the gentle emotion in an instant, extremely penetrating: "The blood sacrifice is just completed, and the grand formation has been launched. So what if you kill me now, the formation method I will still go back to the time of heaven and earth..."

His satisfied laughter echoed over the sea of ​​blood: "At that time, we will see you again."

He had already placed the array of blood sacrifices against the flow of time in the sea of ​​blood, and all living things that died here would become the nourishment of the array and the offerings of the blood sacrifice.

After 50 years, he finally opened this ancient formation.

Leng Lai turned his head, his eyes swept over Gui Tu.If it wasn't for this person's incident, it would have been a battle between the demon cultivator and the righteous way, and his plan... would have succeeded long ago.

Fortunately, it's not too late now.

Geng Qingyang didn't believe a word, and cut straight to the center of the formation with a sword.

As expected, Leng Shui did not dodge or dodge, spiritual power passed through his left chest, and a pool of blood poured out from his heart, falling on the golden formation pattern, and the formation talisman became clearer.

Leng Shang stared obsessively at the lines on the circle, and said in a low voice: "Chuchu, I'm here to accompany you..."

Geng Qingyang saw that the formation got blood, and seemed to speed up a bit, he couldn't help but regret: "How can this formation be interrupted? Could it be that it can't be interrupted if it is really activated?"

Many of the monks who are still alive in the sea of ​​blood have been bewitched by Leng Shui, and more people want to escape the onslaught of Jiuying, and they are too busy to take care of themselves.

Several array cultivators hurriedly glanced at the array, shaking their heads one after another: "It cannot be interrupted."

Although they also couldn't understand this twisted and weird array pattern, they could still see some ways to know that this was the most dangerous type of array. As long as the conditions for forming an array were met, it would never be interrupted in the middle.

"Don't lie to yourself." Mu Chuihan also smiled: "Leng Xun, do you really think you can turn back time?"

Leng Xun could not stand still, half lying in the eye of the formation: "Why can't..."

Gui Tu said coldly: "The magic book you took away is only one book, and the second half is with me."

These days, he interrogated all the demon cultivators who had searched for the classics for Leng Xiang, and ordered them to tell them everything they knew.And the second half of the magic book that Gui Tu mentioned was dedicated to him by one of the magicians.

Gui Tu had obtained too many related ancient books these days, and didn't care about this one at first.It wasn't until now that I saw Leng Xiang's formation that I knew what he wanted to do.

Leng Xun still looked the same, didn't even make any movements, and didn't care about the "second half" that Gui Tu said.

"It's just a fantasy array." Gui Tu shouted: "It's just borrowing the vitality of everyone to weave a fantasy for you and dream a big dream. When the vitality of the people in the fantasy is exhausted, they will die together, and you are no exception! "

Leng Grai is the master of this phantom formation, and will also enter the phantom with all the memories.And all of them will turn into sluggish walking corpses, until the day when their vitality is exhausted, they will turn into fly ash together.

Gui Tu directly called out the essence of this phantom formation. The monks who had been bewitched by Leng Fei before were all terrified. Only Leng Fei in the formation remained motionless as if he had never heard of it. Only the wound on his heart was still oozing blood. .He laughed again inexplicably, laughed again, and passed out completely.

When he wakes up, he can see that Zhufenglou is as quiet and beautiful as it was a hundred years ago, and his charming and smiling Yanyan is just as before.

"He knows." Mu Chuihan understood Leng Xiang's laughter.So it wasn't that he didn't read the second book, but even though he knew everything, he was willing to join the battle, just to reconnect with his wife in the illusion.

"Unstoppable..." Mu Chuihan read these words in a low voice and closed his eyes.

Leng Lai opened his eyes and lay down on the soft bed, the place beside him was still warm with a faint fragrance.

Beside the bed, the pink veil was shaking slightly.Leng Shui didn't like this color, but Chuchu liked it, so except for the day of the big wedding, there were always a few touches of powder gauze embellished beside their bed.

The door was pushed open, and the jade bell moved with the wind, making a crisp sound.

The girl in pink came slowly, with a gentle face and a soft smile on her lips: "Husband, since you are awake, why don't you wake up?"

"Chuchu..." Leng Xun suddenly called out.

"Hey." Chu Chu responded, "What's the matter?"

"Chuchu, Chuchu..." Leng Xun stared at her intently, opening his mouth to repeat her name.

Chu Chu said angrily, "It's nothing but what to do all the time."

"Yes, it seems that I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much," Leng Xun closed his eyes and called out again: "Chuchu."

"What are you thinking, don't you get tired of watching me every day?" Chu Chu smiled: "You are used to being glib. Get up, I made sugar steamed custard, your favorite."

"Yeah." Leng Xiang followed her with a smile.

Chu Chu sat down beside the bed, and said softly: "Listen to me playing the piano later, I made a new piano piece..."

……

Mu Chuihan lowered his head and leaned against Ye Tingjiang's arms weakly.

The sky was no longer as blood-red as the setting sun, and the boundless sea of ​​blood, together with the nine-headed beast, disappeared.

The monks sat in twos and threes, and Moxiu stood behind Gui Tu.They are now in a confrontational posture, but unfortunately they are all exhausted, and they can only use their eyes to draw swords.

"This should be over, right?" a formation repairer asked cautiously.

"It's over." Ye Tingjiang said calmly, hugging Mu Chuihan tightly.

The Blood Sacrifice Phantom Formation was exactly as Leng Shang said, it could not be interrupted.

It was originally a dead end, but Mu Chuihan had almost suffered so much from Leng Xi's hands, no matter how desperate the dead end was, he still had to find a way out.

Can't be interrupted doesn't mean, can't be changed.

The formation has been aroused, and it will eventually weave illusions.They cannot change this fact, but they can become the masters of the illusion.

Fortunately, Gui Tu had also carefully read the second half of the ancient book, and all the formation cultivators tried their best to rewrite a small piece of curse pattern in the golden formation.

So Mu Chuihan became the new master of the illusion array, exhausted his spiritual power, and finally changed everyone's fate before the illusion officially engulfed them.

Leng Lai will sleep in the illusion, and live the life he imagined with Chuchu's phantom.

He will forget everything, even if he feels a little strange, he will not be willing to leave the phantom of happiness.

Until——the day when his and Jiuying's vitality was exhausted.

They couldn't predict the fate of the ancient beasts. Perhaps this illusion would soon be wiped out, or perhaps, it would allow Leng Grail to obtain true eternity.

Mu Chuihan felt that this would be a better ending for Leng Shang.

He was very tired, so he just wanted to snuggle into Ye Tingjiang's arms.

And Ye Tingjiang didn't speak, just sat beside him quietly.

Gui Tu guarded Bai Jing, calling back and forth to his demon subordinates.

Several orthodox monks looked at him, daring to speak out.

Geng Qingyang was still yelling: "Hahahahaha, I said he shouldn't be so crazy!"

And Mingzheng caressed a soft zither tune, thinking of her old friend's pink dress.

I don't know how long it took before Mu Chuihan felt that he had enough rest, and whispered to Ye Tingjiang, "Xianjun, I'm so scared."

Ye Tingjiang looked down at him, worried: "What's wrong?"

Mu Chuihan bent his eyes and burst into a bright smile: "I have accumulated so much merit today..."

"Of course I'm afraid, soaring in the daylight." He said, winking at Ye Tingjiang.

"Isn't it good to fly?"

"If you fly up, you won't be able to see the fireworks in the world."

Mu Chuihan thought for a while, then laughed happily again: "But—with you, it doesn't seem so bad."

- End of text

The author has something to say: Although I feel that writing the plot is really difficult for me, and there are many plot lines that have not had time to unfold, but I am still very happy after writing it!After thinking about where to end for a long time, I finally chose here. After all, the main story is over, and I am relieved.

Their big wedding, and other daily events will be written as side stories (there will be modern paro, so there may be many chapters 233, please choose and read) If you have any plots you want to see, you can leave a message, I will write everything I can!

Thanks to the readers who have been with me, little angels, I really love you, Xianzun and Teacher Ye salute you!

See you tomorrow!

感谢在2021-04-1101:24:21~2021-04-1200:35:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!