Xianjun has a disaster

"Ah, it seems that I still have to start from the beginning, about where I came from, and why I came to this world."

The phantom of Jun Daoyi said softly, his eyes fell on the empty space, and there was a smile on his lips.

"This is actually a very boring story, but if I don't tell you, I'm afraid no one in the world will know this story. So let me make a long story short, I was born in Luyu, ha, you must not know this place , because Lu Yu is the most secretive and oldest hidden sect in this world..."

With Jun Daoyi's whispers, the ins and outs of the whole matter gradually became clear.

Just as Jin Ganduo once guessed, Jun Daoyi did come from an extremely ancient hermit sect.It is an ancient sect that claims to have existed since the beginning of the world, and has continued to this day. It has been hidden behind people for a long time, and has never appeared in the world.And because they master many magical arts that have never been recorded in ancient books, and occupy countless caves and blessed places, Lingmai Xianshan, the entire Luyu faction can almost be called another small heaven, detached from the world, floating outside the world.

Jun Daoyi was born and grew up in such a place, and the secret treasures and fairy arts that practitioners in the world dare not even think about, are not even comparable to the small toys that he used to play with when he was young.His parents, elder brother, friends, and teachers are all godlike figures, and they love and love him very much.

Before knowing that secret, Jun Daoyi's life was full of perfection, and there was no moment of happiness.

however……

"By chance, I inadvertently learned from those closest relatives and friends that the reason why they treat me like this is because I am a very useful object to this world." Jun Daoyi said with a soft laugh , his expression is still bright, it is almost hard to see that he is just a phantom left over a thousand years ago, "Stupid wood, you must not know that the safety of hundreds of millions of living beings in this world has depended on many people like me since ancient times. People. Those people call us—'Town Things.'"

town thing? !

Hearing this, Ji Xueting couldn't help but startled.

As early as when he first came in, he felt that this place was strangely similar to the underground palace under Yingshan, but even so, he never thought that he would hear this strange and familiar voice from the phantom of Jun Daoyi. vocabulary.

There were also relics of this ancient sacrificial technique in Mount Ying. In order to suppress demons, some people would voluntarily sacrifice everything and refine themselves into something called "Zhenwu" to suppress evil spirits.At that time, Ji Xueting had felt emotionally, and he didn't know what kind of monster it was that made even a god have to take this step and refine himself into a town.

Shouldn't this ancient sacrificial technique be lost long ago?Moreover, why did Jun Daoyi say that all living beings in this world depend on him?

Countless doubts flooded Ji Xueting's mind. If Jun Daoyi was still in front of him, he would definitely step forward and grab the other party's collar to urge him to explain clearly, but now all he can find is the shadow of a dead person .

"I don't believe it, you must be lying to me again, you always deceive people like this..."

Jun Muqing was still whispering to the phantom, but during the conversation, he kept slowly retreating, as if he could hypnotize himself by retreating a little farther. The young man standing in front of him was not a shadow, but a real It was the man he had loved and hated for many years.

A phantom, naturally ignoring the mood of the people present, he talked about the past unhurriedly: "...the enchantment between Daxu and the present world has been crumbling many, many years ago. Those People told me that since ancient times, people from Luyu were willing to sacrifice, and one after another people with outstanding talents and pure souls came forward. They grew up happily in Luyu, the Taoyuan Township, and waited for the time to come , so he voluntarily went to die, and let those people who raised and educated him torture him, so as to draw out the remnant soul, and then strip away the emotions and desires a little bit, and turn it into a clean and innocent soul. Combine this soul with Spiritual things are fused with each other, and refined into a human being, neither human nor ghost, ignorant, unconscious, loveless, and hateful, and then thrown into the gap between the void and the world, it can fill the barrier and suppress the power of chaos."

"This is what those relatives who I thought loved me, respected me, and protected me wanted to do to me. They said that my soul and body are pure, and I was born to be a treasurer..."

After knowing the truth, Jun Daoyi wept bitterly for three days in the mountains of Luyu.

Thinking of all the kindness, tenderness, family affection, and friendship since I was born, they are all fake. Those people just want to make him desireless, dedicate themselves to the world without a trace of resentment, turn him into a treasure, and seal him. seal.

Jun Daoyi felt disgusted.

"And then I ran away."

Jun Dao said calmly.

It seems that fleeing from the hermit sect that has been hidden from the world for thousands of years is a trivial matter.

"I walked out of Luyu Mountain and came to this vast world, rolling in the world of mortals. I have walked in the world for many years. I thought that after escaping from Luyu, the world is so big that there should be a clean place for me to stay. However, the more I roll around in the world of mortals, the more I feel that everything in this world is meaningless. You see, the people in Lu Yuzhong are lofty, conceited, and extremely arrogant. People in the world are actually the same as those in my sect, except that they are more greedy, more vicious, and more disgusting."

Jun Daoyi's voice became a little cold.

"When I was young and ignorant, I was also an innocent boy. The people I respected and loved so much wanted to turn me into a town for the sake of this group of disgusting mortals. Year after year, the more I thought about it, The more angry I feel, the more resentful I become.

"It's ridiculous, and it's too sad. Mortals are so dark, ignorant and stupid, why should I sacrifice myself to protect them? Why is it me? Because my soul and body are pure, and I can resist the erosion of chaos better than those mediocre souls. So I have to become that kind of ghost, falling into the void forever, suppressing chaos, until the aura of the only spiritual thing that inhabits is exhausted, and finally disappears in the darkness without a sound, body and soul?

"why?

"Why?

"For this reason, I even brought you into the human world from the secluded mountains."

Jun Daoyi, who seemed a bit indifferent when talking about the past, flashed a trace of tenderness in his expression when he mentioned Jun Muqing: "Stupid wood, you are Qingmu, the most yin and evil Qingmu. Do you know? At the beginning, I didn't actually think that you would look like that. I brought you into the world just to see you destroy the world. But..."

"But, stupid, you are too kind and gentle."

I don't know what he thought of, but the smile on Jun Daoyi's face faded at this moment, but there was an inexplicable expression on his brows and eyes that could be called "warmth".

Probably even he himself felt that this appearance was a bit strange, so he lowered his eyes to hide the tenderness in his eyes.

"Looking at you, I actually felt that if there were you in this world, it wouldn't be so hopeless... It's so funny, but it's you..."

Thousands of years ago——

In the mountain forest full of corpses, because of the leakage of chaos, the trees, corpses, and even the monsters in the forest have been alienated into indescribable disgusting appearances.

The only good thing is that, by now, the cracks have already been filled, and those things will not continue to mutate.

In the place where the cracks used to exist, the young man who was always suave and dressed in brocade clothes knelt down on the ground without grace, hugging a monster tightly.

No, that's something that even the word "monster" can't describe.

Jun Muqing, who stayed in the void for too long and finally climbed back to the present world, didn't know it at all. In fact, he had become a part of "chaos" long before he knew it.

Wet tentacles, rotten pieces of meat, disgusting appendages... the body that can drive people crazy even just by looking at it, is now limply hanging in Jun Daoyi's arms, it is not completely dead yet, But it's coming soon.

The celestial arts of Lu Yu's school are, after all, extraordinary.

If you don't look at the appearance, the hug between the two can even be called intimacy.

But just a moment ago, it was Jun Daoyi who tore the monster named Jun Muqing in half with his own hands, completely ending its wriggling.

Then he hugged Jun Muqing's body, kneeling here blankly, motionless.

There is no longer the ease and cynicism of the past.

He even looked a little crazy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have hugged the monster and said very seriously: "I won't let you die."

There was no sadness on his face, but after the words fell, the monster that was about to die turned its head with difficulty.

"Don't cry."

It was Jun Muqing who whispered angrily.

Jun Dao lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't cry."

Jun Muqing grinned, revealing her completely alienated internal organs.

With the last bit of strength, he raised the part of himself that used to be the "hand".

Viscous, foul-smelling pus and blood gushed out from the countless wet holes all over his body: "I want to save those people... I didn't mean to become a monster."

"Ah."

"I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid."

Jun Daoyi, who is full of nonsense, and Jun Daoyi, who is full of witty words, seems to be clumsier than the old monk who has practiced closed-mouth meditation when speaking at this moment.

Of course, Jun Muqing wouldn't mind.

He stretched out his "hand" and put it gently on Jun Daoyi's wrist.

"Jun Daoyi, what I'm afraid of isn't death, it's that I won't be able to see you after I die."

the monster murmured.

"If only I wasn't a wood spirit, it would be fine, the monster... dies completely... but people can have an afterlife... and if there is an afterlife, I can... see you again."

Hearing this, Jun Dao lowered his eyes and calmly said to the monster in his arms, "You will have an afterlife."

Everyone should know that monsters cannot have an afterlife, but when he said so, Jun Muqing seemed to really believe it.

The monster grinned again, looking terrifying.

"Really...really?"

Jundao said, "When have I ever lied to you?"

"You... always... lie to me..."

The color of the monster's body began to become more and more muddy, and even the weak murmurs were gradually difficult to hear.But he still couldn't help complaining.

Jun Daoyi finally laughed, and he stretched out his hand to cover those cloudy eyeballs.

"I won't lie to you this time."

He said.

"Wait until the next life... we will... meet again... right..."

Jundao nodded.

"Well, we will meet."

……

Thousands of years later, in the ancient palace.

Xu Ying and Jun Muqing, who he had imagined and already had a beautiful human body, looked at each other from a distance.

"Look, I said that we will meet. As long as you achieve a positive result, the four soul wedges will automatically gather together, leading you to come to me."

Jun Dao smiled and added.

"Although... when you saw me, I was already gone."

The beautiful young man let out a long sigh at this moment.

"My peers still won in the end," he said.

"You are the incarnation of Qingmu, born to be yin and evil. Once the Great Void Barrier continues to break, you will be the first batch of existences to be polluted by chaos and turn into monsters, just like you were in... Forget it, anyway, you Filling up the gap with the original body has paid off the debt of blood. As for me, I also voluntarily turned into a town, and used myself to stabilize the barrier of the Great Void, so that this world can continue to exist, and you will always be It won't turn into that pathetic monster."

As soon as Jun Dao looked at the void in front of him, it seemed that he could really look at the monk transformed from that stupid wood after a long time.

"I said so much, I just want you to know that I have always been there. As long as the enchantment exists, I will exist as long as I do."

Thousands of years ago——

Jun Daoyi stared at the photo ball and said with a smile.

"Little Lord……"

Someone approached uneasily, urging softly.

As soon as Jun Dao raised his hand, he signaled them to wait a moment.

"Hurry up, don't worry."

He turned around and refocused his attention on the shadow ball engraved with phantoms.

Then said the last sentence.

"...I have always protected you, stupid wood."