Xianjun has a disaster

"The Immortal Lord Has Tribulation"

"All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, and should be viewed as such"

--Inscription

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3000 years ago--

On the outskirts of the capital of Shangli Kingdom

Yan's Courtyard

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Ji Xueting knew that he was about to die.

He was lying on the cold ground, his blood mixed with the dead air accumulated over the years, wrapping him tightly, like an invisible shroud of corruption, wrapping around him bit by bit neck and nose.

There were injuries all over his body, big and small...joints, muscles, skin, nails...almost none of them were intact.

It hurts.

But speaking of it, the most serious injury was the wound on his chest—there was a bloody hole there, and it looked as if someone had directly dug out a bowl-sized piece of flesh from his chest.

That was done by the patriarch of the Yan clan himself three days ago.

After all, it is a person who has been in a high position for a long time, and it is really difficult to use his hands when working. Now the wound is uneven, and the flesh is opened everywhere. The severe pain made Ji Xueting dizzy, and even his thoughts became more and more blurred.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly there was someone's indistinct conversation outside the door.

"...is he still alive?"

Someone is asking.

"It's still alive... It's also the evil door, a hole has been dug in the chest, and it can still live for so long..."

Then there was a muffled answer.

"What kind of evil is it? Don't talk nonsense. At the beginning, I was afraid that he would die before..., so I drank the soup made of longevity grass... However, it is estimated that the effect of the medicine will wear off in these days..."

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Ji Xueting listened dumbly to those people's mutterings.Not long after, the door of the cell opened.

Now he has only his last breath left. Even if he tries hard to open his eyes, he can't distinguish the face of the visitor, but he vaguely feels that the voice of the visitor is familiar, and it sounds like he was sent to "take care of him" these days. ' through one of his attendants.

"His Majesty--"

The man leaned over and shouted.

The domestic servants from a thousand-year-old family are still following the etiquette at this time.

Even if Ji Xueting has only been emperor for three days, even if the Xuan Dynasty has long since collapsed, and the new emperor has been in the Golden Luan Hall for several days, the servants of the Yan family will still call Ji Xueting "Your Majesty".

...Of course, when they raised their hands, those people didn't really spare the slightest bit of hands for him, the Emperor of the Three Days.

Ji Xueting almost wanted to laugh, but now that he was exhausted, he found it difficult to even blink.

The old servant seemed to be used to Ji Xueting dying and unable to move.

After saluting, he leaned into Ji Xueting's ear and continued to chatter: "...Thanks to Your Majesty's kindness, your heart has now been refined into a panacea and sent to the young master. Counting the days, today is my young master. The day of ascension..."

Ji Xueting listened drowsily to the man's words, and his originally chaotic mind gradually cleared up a little bit, but after this sobering, the pain in his chest made him twitch slightly uncontrollably.

Yan family...

A thousand-year-old family, a behemoth.

He has long heard that this family has disdained the rich and powerful in the world for so many years, and only wants to transcend the mundane and set foot on the fate of immortals, but he never thought that the man he loves the most in his life will be the one who cut off the world and ascended to immortality exist.

Of course, he didn't even think that if a person wants to cut off love and desire, and cut off the world, he needs another person's heart.

The heart of an infatuated person.

"...Since ancient times, sincerity has been hard to find, and the king's sincerity is even more difficult to find...Although it is true that you have wronged Your Majesty, Your Majesty and the young master know each other and love each other, and the young master just needs such a sincerity to refine medicine and ascend, you say Isn't this God's arrangement for His Majesty to give you this heart... Sigh, Your Majesty, tell me, why did you resist so stubbornly and suffer so many crimes for nothing..."

The servant seemed to be still looking at Ji Xueting, with a bit of pity in his old tone.

Hearing the last sentence, Ji Xueting gathered some strength out of nowhere, lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Because...ahem...I...don't believe it..."

Ji Xueting doesn't believe that Yan Guizhen would have the heart to treat him like this.

If you don't believe that person, in order to ascend to immortality, he is willing to dig out the heart of the person you love the most in your life, just to refine a panacea that can help him cut off all emotions and desires.

He didn't believe a word of the nonsense those people told him.

"Cough...he said...he...will...come back...to find...me..."

【"Axue, don't be afraid, I will come back when I finish this matter. From now on, the two of us will never be separated again."】

The servant sighed, the skinny and pale young man in front of him, when he talked about Yan Guizhen, the young master of the Yan family, a little light suddenly appeared in his empty eyes.

Seeing that person's appearance, he was as cold-hearted as this old servant of the Yan family, and for some reason, he was slightly moved.

Why bother.

The old servant sighed in his heart.

"Your Majesty knows that His Majesty will not believe our explanation, so he ordered us to bring His Majesty to the courtyard, just in time to take a look at my young master ascending the fairy auspicious clouds and purple light. Duan Chenyuan, I only hope that His Majesty... When we get there, there will be no resentment."

After the old servant finished speaking, Ji Xueting was picked up and taken directly outside the cell.

Inside the private prison, it was cold and bloody, but outside the prison, it was the best time of the year, the spring was in full bloom, and swallows were singing.

Even outside the small courtyard of Yan's private prison, which is heavily guarded, there is actually a peach tree in full bloom, which will expose the courtyard wall, dyeing this desolate and cold square inch of the world with an untimely light red.

Ji Xueting hadn't seen the light for a long time, and the bright light outside made tears flow in his eyes...

However, he didn't know that what he shed at this time was no longer tears, but two lines of thick and bright red blood.

The Yan family has a deep family background, there are many strangers, and the timing is just right.

Ji Xueting was only in the courtyard for less than half a moment, when a dazzling electric light suddenly flashed in the east, dyeing the entire cloudy sky in the east into a deep purple.

"Boom—"

After a long time, a thunderclap was heard.

The thunder is completely different from the usual thunder, it is deafening, but it is like the roar of the phoenix and the roar of the dragon. Listening to it, one can't help but feel that the internal organs are slightly vibrated, and the mind becomes clearer.

There was another thunder after one thunder, and the thunder and lightning continued for a full 72 times before gradually dissipating, but the purple light in the sky became brighter and brighter.

Even though it was thousands of miles away from that place, people in the capital looked up at the sky, but they could still see a particularly bright spot of light in the distant purple light, and there was a faintly visible figure in the spot, stepping on a road Jian Guang swayed straight up towards the sky.

"Return...really..."

Of course Ji Xueting also saw that figure.

He, who was already dying, suddenly became a little more angry in an instant, and even had the strength to raise his head, and whispered to that person.

Ascending people have their own supernatural powers, especially in the process of mortals ascending to immortality, there is a state called "Big Sky Bright Realm". In the sky of the universe, everything will be printed on its altar.

Not to mention that Ji Xueting is a living person, Ji Xueting is just a small insect at the extreme corner of the earth, and his low cry is as clear and indistinguishable to Yan Ci as the Fengming Tianle in his ears.

It's just that the person who ascended did not respond to Ji Xueting even in the slightest.

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"Young master...Young master, he...Young master, he has ascended to immortality..."

The servant of the Yan family looked at the fairy trail of his young master's ascension in the daytime, and couldn't help but feel shaken and extremely excited.

Seeing the purple light in the sky gradually dissipate, the servant managed to restrain his mind and looked behind him.

"Your Majesty, please see, my Yan family has never lied to me, Young Master Yan—"

The old servant's words were only ordinary, and then they got stuck in his throat.

Because, behind him, the young man covered in cuts and bruises and wounds all over his body has completely turned gray.

He leaned quietly on the iron frame, his expression turned out to be calm.

It's just that the body that was so emaciated that only bones were left, didn't have any breathing or vitality, and even the black and red sticky blood and tears on the cheeks had long since dried up.

The young master of the Yan family, Yan Guizhen, greeted the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder, and at the same time he ascended to immortality in one step, Ji Xueting also died without a sound.

It's just that until this time, Ji Xueting's eyes were still empty, staring darkly at the east.

...until death.

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【"Axue, after I come back, let's live in seclusion in the mountains. At that time, I will plow the fields and you weave. Luo...the turmoil in this world has nothing to do with the two of us anymore, can you agree?"]

【"Axue, stop laughing. If you laugh again, I won't want to leave... Then, it's settled. From now on, we will be forever, life and death."】