Can you give me the broken impermanence?

Seeing Song Qingming looking at him solemnly, the black robe raised his hand with a smile, and tapped his throat with his fingertips: "Lend me a little mana, just ask whatever you want."

Song Qingming's lips did not move at all, and the voice came out coldly with the black robe borrowing his mana: "So, you were the one who set the trap and dragged me into the sea of ​​blood?"

Black Robe: "It's me."

Song Qingming: "You were also the one who stole the Black Candle Book while I was injured?"

The black robe chuckled and nodded in acknowledgment.

Putting all the pieces together, Song Qingming came up with the answer: "Let me get hurt, force me to go to the world, stay in the mortal womb to heal my wounds, and then wait for the time to send the Black Candle Book back to me, and arranged a series of things." , just to break the seal left by the judges on me, and then trap my soul in this body..."

Black Robe: "As expected of Lord Yin Luo, you guessed what I was going to do so quickly."

Song Qingming's eyes darkened: "You want to use my soul as a sacrifice to bring Youdu from the underworld to the human world, but do you know what the consequences will be?"

Black Robe: "I know, but I don't care."

Song Qingming's gaze inadvertently slid over the wooden rabbit hanging on the waist of the black robe, and finally stopped on it. After a long silence, he noticed his gaze, and the black robe deliberately turned sideways to avoid it, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, all this It will be over soon."

After speaking, the black robe turned his back to him, and the heat around him made his figure more and more hazy until he disappeared.

Song Qingming sighed silently. He knew that the black robe was also impermanent, because the black robe was surrounded by an aura that was very similar to Xie Yu, and the underworld had escaped two Wuchangs so far. One was Xie Yu, and the other was the one who disappeared that year. Impermanence without a trace.

Others don't know the reason for Heipao's escape, but Yinluo King, who knows everything in the underworld, knows the reason for Heipao's escape.

The fragrance is not extinguished, and the people do not come. Some people are destined to meet again even if they miss it, but some people refuse to let go even if they die.

Just as he was thinking, his feet suddenly shook violently. A moment later, the yellow sand on the ground formed a huge vortex. Song Qingming tried to escape, but his whole body quickly sank along with the quicksand.

The quicksand quickly flooded his neck, and the voice of ghosts and Buddhas hovered in the air: "King Yinluo, you and I were conceived and born in the same heaven and earth, why are you able to stand high and be worshiped by others, but I have to live in the sky?" An evil creature in a dark corner?"

His body was still sinking, but Song Qingming's expression remained calm, and he looked indifferently at the sky where dark clouds gradually piled up.

Ghost Buddha sneered and continued to ask: "Aren't you the most fair? Tell me now, is everything fair to me?"

"Justice." Song Qingming sent out a cold voice with the help of the little mana left in the black robe.

Ghost Buddha: "What?!"

The quicksand had reached his lips, but Song Qingming still spoke slowly: "Do you still remember the innocent boy you swallowed because of hunger when you were born? You feel that the world is unfair to you, but you don't know that all this You chose it yourself. If you can hold back your hunger and let that child go, the resentment in your body will naturally slowly dissipate. The hunger is only temporary, but the evil debt will always follow you..."

Ghost Buddha howled angrily and interrupted his voice: "Shut up!! King Yin Luo, from the very beginning you have the advantage of heaven and earth aura, if you were me, how good would you be after being devoured by hunger? ?”

Song Qingming: "On the day you made your choice, I also faced a choice, whether to save the child whose soul was crippled by you and has no chance of reincarnation, or to ignore it indifferently and let him live in the world. dissipated in between.

In the end, I chose to save that child. The price was that it would take thousands of years to use up all my heaven and earth aura to repair his dilapidated soul. After losing the heaven and earth aura, I would no longer be able to step out of the ghostly world except for that special day. All, it wasn't until 24 years ago that the child's soul was completely repaired. I, Judge Torin, sent him to the world to be reincarnated as a human, born in Cheng's family in Luzhou. "

Ghost Buddha: "So what?! If you can sacrifice yourself for others, you must ask others to do the same as you. Is it good to sacrifice yourself?"

The quicksand had already disappeared, and there was not much mana left by the black robe. Hearing the still obsessed voice of the ghost Buddha, Song Qingming sighed secretly.

"You still don't understand. I left the underworld 20 years ago. On the way to board the mortal body, I met the reincarnated child. Even though his soul was repaired with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his luck in the world is still not good. I will run into Xie Chong, and affected by your resentment, he left a mark of violence and anxiety in his bones. I was worried that he would eventually become as heinous as you, but after I showed up to save him, I realized that the child was actually the same as you. Like us, we are also faced with a choice. Usually, he is affected by resentment, and he will speak ill of his little servant. At such a dangerous moment, he could have pushed the servant out and escaped by himself, but he didn't. Instead, he chose Running away with his servants, although he was influenced by you, he has been fighting against your resentment invisibly, because he has made a choice since the moment he was reincarnated, he does not want to become like you..."

As he spoke, Song Qingming's voice stopped abruptly.

The mana of the black robe was exhausted, and he could no longer transmit the sound. The most important part, the ghost Buddha still couldn't hear it.

There is indeed no absolute justice in this world, but in fact, many times, we do not encounter injustice, but we have chosen what cause to get what result, but we do not know it.

The quicksand completely submerged him, his limbs were as cold as falling into an ice cave, Song Qingming trembled uncontrollably, and soon the cold faded away, and his skin was scorched as if being roasted on an oven. It hurts.

Pain and pain intertwined, he seemed to be in the purgatory on earth, trying to taste all the punishments in the underworld. After an unknown period of time, he finally woke up from suffocation, like a drowning person who had just been rescued, extremely Panting exaggeratedly.

After breathing calmly, he looked around. The surroundings were no longer a desert, but a dark cave, surrounded by thousands of white candles. There was still a circle of shadows standing.

Song Qingming rubbed his eyes and looked hard, but still couldn't see what those black shadows were, and could only see very vague outlines.

It seemed that his eyes were about to lose sight. Realizing this, Song Qingming secretly grasped the hem of his clothes.

He thought he could face everything calmly, but as the black robe said, the five senses began to gradually disappear, and he realized that he was not an impenetrable wall, and there were times when he was helpless and needed others to accompany him.

And the person he most wishes to be by his side right now is Xie Yu.

"Hehe, King Yin Luo, no matter what you say, I will never give up my position as the Lord of the Underworld. The black robe is right. You created the current Underworld. Me, so I want to create a Yin world that belongs to me, a Yin world where there is no distinction between good and evil, and no rules of rewards and punishments!" Ghost Buddha said with a big laugh.

After the last word fell, all the candles around suddenly became brighter, and the originally weak flames sprang up, illuminating the entire crypt.

Because of these lights, Song Qingming finally managed to see all the dark shadows around him clearly.

Countless black Buddha statues formed a circle, each in a different posture. Some stood on the ground with palms folded and one foot, and the other foot was suspended in the air, while others held bloody vajras and glared at Song Qingming...

Looking at the more ferocious Buddha statues, Song Qingming took a step back subconsciously, and then suddenly found that there was a huge magic circle drawn under his feet.

He frowned, if this formation was activated, Youdu would be pulled into the human world, and those resentful souls who had lost their suppression would escape from the underworld, and it would definitely lead to a catastrophe that would change the color of the world.

The black robe slowly stepped out of the darkness.

Seeing the black robe, the ghost Buddha said impatiently: "Black robe, according to our agreement, you will drive the magic circle, and I will help you protect the circle. After pulling Youdu to the human world, you take away the person you want, and I Then destroy Youdu and rebuild the Underworld!"

"Okay." The black robe spoke out a word slowly, and the ending was tinged with joy.

It was the joy of taking the last step, the joy of achieving his goal, and the joy of finally seeing that person again.

Heipao pulled out the dagger engraved with incantations from his bosom, stopped in front of Song Qingming, and pointed the tip of the knife at Song Qingming's heart: "The King of Yinluo, who is revered by all souls, has now become a lamb waiting for luck in my hands." , is really an honor for me.”

Song Qingming looked at the black robe indifferently, and the corners of his lips slowly curved into an arc for a long time.

Seeing him laughing, the black robe paused slightly: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Qingming didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Ghost Buddha urged sharply: "Hurry up and do it?!"

Heipao gritted his teeth hard. He planned for thousands of years for this day. Even if the consequences were not something he could bear, he didn't intend to stop.

Thinking about it, he stabbed the dagger fiercely at Song Qingming's heart, but it didn't happen as he thought, the dagger pierced Song Qingming's chest, blood fell and activated the magic circle.

There seemed to be something blocking the dagger in front of Song Qingming, clearly only a fingertip away, but no matter how hard the black robe tried, the dagger in his hand could not move forward.

"Heipao, do you think she will be happy when she sees you again?"

Song Qingming's voice suddenly sounded, and the black robe looked at him in surprise. The magic power lent to Song Qingming was only a little, and it was clearly used up. Why can he still speak?

There was a cold smile on the corner of Song Qingming's lips: "It's just sealing my mana, but don't forget, my magic weapon itself has mana."

Black Robe: "Impossible, the Black Candle Book has been destroyed..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, and the next moment there was a whistling sound of swords above the crypt.

It was clear and long, piercing the barrier above the crypt.

"It's the Rebirth Sword! Ghost Buddha, stop it!" Heipao turned around and shouted.

The surrounding Buddha statues suddenly turned around, making people dizzy and chanting strange scriptures. Suddenly, the surrounding area of ​​the cave collapsed, forming an abyss. Countless black air surrounded them, and at the same time blocked the sword of reincarnation. .

Wrapped in golden light, the sword of reincarnation hangs in the air, and the resentment pointed at the sky seems to be ready to go, but it has not moved.

The black robe sneered, even if it was a magic weapon of the gods, he could not break the resentment of ghosts and Buddhas by himself.

Naturally, he couldn't let Song Qingming get the Sword of Rebirth, so he quickly cut his palm with a dagger. A dirty dagger could easily break Song Qingming's protection from the Sword of Rebirth.

Song Qingming frowned and took a step back, but the black robe moved faster, and the dagger stabbed at him fiercely, halfway into his chest.

A drop of blood fell, but was caught by Song Qingming's hand halfway.

Holding the drop of blood tightly in his palm, Song Qingming raised his head and shouted: "Sword of Rebirth!"

Hearing the voice of the master, the radiance of the Sword of Rebirth became brighter, and the resentment around him suddenly weakened a little, and the sword of Rebirth cut through the resentment when it found a gap, and flew towards Song Qingming.

When the black robe was about to stab him again, Song Qingming raised his hand to firmly hold the sword of death that was flying towards him, and then used the sword to block the black robe's blow.

Even with the Rebirth Sword in hand, his mana was sealed, and his body was too damaged to fight with the black robe, Song Qingming had no choice but to turn around and run away immediately after blocking the next blow.

The black robe hurriedly chased after him, but the ghost Buddha didn't seem in a hurry, and laughed at the side: "Where do you want to go, King Yinluo? There is an abyss all around, and my resentment is below, you just hold it If you jump off the Sword of Rebirth, my resentment will also haunt you, and you will only die!"

Hearing what the ghost Buddha said, Song Qingming didn't intend to stop.

He ran all the way to the abyss, looking down at the surging resentment.

Seeing him stop, the black robe squeezed a formula with both hands, and a rope appeared in his hand, and the rope flew towards Song Qingming, and when it was about to touch the corner of his clothes, Song Qingming suddenly turned to face the black robe.

"I believe……"

The black robe froze, and watched Song Qingming fall backwards in shock for a moment.

The sound of the wind whizzed upwards in the ear, with a sharp sting in the cold, and the surging resentment seemed to be a fish smelling bait, and it came towards Song Qingming crazily. These resentments were so powerful that they were not afraid of him The faint light of the Rebirth Sword in his hand.

The internal organs couldn't bear the pain. Song Qingming could feel that his body was being destroyed little by little, but he still endured the huge pain and refused to let the resentment approaching him be stained with his own blood.

Seeing that those grievances were about to touch him, a pitch-black chain suddenly flew from a distance, smashed away countless grievances one after another, wrapped around Song Qingming's waist, and dragged him towards the direction the chain came from.

Song Qingming felt dizzy for a while, and fell into a familiar embrace after a while, Xie Yu's voice sounded above his head: "Are you betting on whether I can catch you?"

Hearing Xie Yu's voice, Song Qingming smiled.

"I'm not betting, I just believe in you and you will catch me."

The author has something to say: the fragrance is not extinguished, and the people are not coming. ——From Li Bai's "Long Lovesickness Part Three" in the Tang Dynasty