The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

"Why, he is the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal...he is the son of heaven, why did he die..." Ruoyuan grabbed his hair, buried his face in his knees, held his breath, and said in disbelief, "It's not enough for him Strong, why..."

"The son of the heavenly way, he himself has a catastrophe, and he has lived for a few years anyway, and there is no pity if his soul dies..." Qing Yi's voice was very indifferent, as if it didn't matter.

"No! I don't want him to die..."

Ruoyuan threw himself in front of Qingyi, tightly grasping his hand with even fingers, his voice was extremely sharp, but his mind was clear when speaking.Only the trembling hand conveyed the helplessness at this moment to the powerful immortal in front of him.

"Don't tell him...don't tell him, Shixian, right? I'll come...I can."

Qingyi's amber pupils reflected the panicked face of the young man.

Then slowly closed, the pupil moved away.

"You are too weak. Even if you are possessed, you can't kill the Xuanxian in the sky. It's useless, only me and Jiuli—"

"I can soar...I can soar." Ruoyuan trembled even more, "I know I'm weak, I know, I'm just a little king, if Jiuli hadn't been protecting me, I wouldn't even have They can't even survive the triple catastrophe...but they are also ascending, they kill demons... killing demons and ascending, they can, and so can I..."

Qing Yi's eyes sharpened.Even Wensha's expression changed.

Ruoyuan wants to kill demons to accumulate merit.

He is going astray.

"I can... I can, I can..."

Qingyi raised his hand, caught the little lake dragon hibernating behind Ruoyuan, and threw it at Ruoyuan's feet: "If you can, start with it. He is also an evil spirit, Ruoyuan, kill him."

Ruoyuan looked at the still sleeping Hujiao under his feet, condensed a dagger in his hand, and aimed at the seven-inch position.

The lake dragon's claws moved slightly in its sleep, as if it was dreaming, it was very harmless.

"Ruoyuan..." Wensha frowned tightly, "Don't force yourself...you are a good boy, this is not something you can manage."

"I can do it, trust me..."

He was holding the dagger, his fingers turned blue, but he couldn't let go of it.

Qing Yi's eyes were clear.

He can't.

Ruoyuan is not the kind of immortal who can take evil ways and ascend.

The moment he got up, the knife in Ruoyuan's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and tears filled his eyes.

Ruoyuan tightly grabbed the corner of Qingyi's clothes, still unwilling to give up: "Don't tell Jiuli, give me more, give me some more time... I can, I really can..."

"I can bear the sins, I can... I can fall into a demon... I can die in his place... Jiuli is a natural god, he is the most powerful immortal, he will become the master of the three realms... He must live... ..."

Qing Yi didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were terribly cold at the moment.

His jaw was tightened, and there was a trace of coldness in his voice: "There is no reason in this world that one must live and one must die."

"There is... there is."

Ruoyuan supported his arm and leaned against the cold stone wall, trembling all over: "Recently... I have been dreaming... I dreamed that Jiuli killed me... I should have known it earlier, it was a prophetic dream... I am Jiuli's Companion Calamity, Companion Calamity... I am the King of Destiny, and I can predict the catastrophe of the God King, this is why I... so early, I can hear the faint cry of the immortal and demon slaughter... God is reminding Me, remind me...that catastrophe is coming...I have to save him, if I don't save him, he will die..."

A gust of cold wind entered the cave, carrying thick moisture.

"I can't promise you. I will definitely tell Jiuli about this matter. He has the right to make his own judgment." Qingyi looked ruthless, and even his face was a bit cold.

"Don't!" Ruoyuan pulled his sleeves tighter, "I know him too well, I know what his decision will be. He will die...he will save me...so, don't tell him."

Qingyi pulled out his sleeves abruptly, pinched Ruoyuan's chin with both hands, his voice was a little more anxious and heartbroken, although his eyes looked at Ruoyuan, it seemed that he was looking at another man through him. Human: "Even if you can really ascend to Xuanxian, die for him. Have you thought about how Jiuli should live after knowing the truth?"

"Then don't let him know."

Leng Bai's fingers stiffened.

The boy's voice was dry and hoarse: "Actually, I didn't realize until today... Companionship Jie, Companionship Jie...it's not Jie at all."

"I was born with a god, a man who can predict the calamity of the god... The so-called companion calamity is actually the only life-saving talisman bestowed by the gods. This is my best destination, this is my life. "

Although this fate is so painful and hopeless.

He and Jiuli were destined as early as the moment they were born.

Jiuli is the favored son of heaven.

And he was the one abandoned by Heaven.

"This is the arrangement of the heavens. Only by falling into hell forever in the accompanying calamity can the gods be sent to the nine heavens."

Qing Yi immediately clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, her nails digging deep into her palms.His eyes suddenly became gloomy.

Accompanying robbery.

Is this... the Companion Tribulation?

"As long as we don't tell him, as long as Zhixi Xianzun...don't tell me, after I die, he will never know the truth. In his heart, I will become his calamity. I am an unforgivable demon ...In this way, thousands of years, ten thousand years, or even longer...he will gradually forget about me, and he will eventually come out."

Qing Yi was noncommittal.

He just said one last sentence: "Wait until you can really ascend to the Nine Heavens Profound Immortal."

No more composure, and left with a very ugly face.

But after that, another 80 years passed.

Heaven has already ascended to 47 Xuanxians.

Only the last place.

Ruoyuan still failed to kill any demons, and his mana was still weak, not to mention Feisheng Xuanxian, even Xianjun was far behind.

However, if you don't kill demons to accumulate merit, Jiuli will die.

Ruoyuan holds that sharp dagger every day, knowing this, but he still can't do anything wrong.

It is at this time.

Tianmo Wensha held his hand, and pressed the dagger to his chest.Ruoyuan was stunned for a long time: "What are you..."

Wen Sha's eyes were loose, his neck was stiff, and he turned his eyes to other places. He couldn't bear to look directly at Ruoyuan's trembling eyes, and said: "You don't need to slaughter thousands of demons, just killing me is enough. I am The head of the Twelve Heavenly Demons, kill me, and you will surely ascend to Xuanxian."

"What nonsense are you talking about, how could I—"

"Immortal Zhixi calculated that the No. 40 eight Xuanxians will ascend soon. Qingyi Shangxian said that it is the deadline. If the No. 40 eight Xuanxians ascended, you still cannot become a Xuanxian, he I have to tell the truth about everything with Jiuli." Wensha stretched out his hand, wiped the moisture from the corners of Ruoyuan's eyes, and said, "You are my only friend, you are very brave, my life is already the only gift I can give you. Don't cry, I'm very happy, because I feel like you that the current Three Realms is so fucking absurd, but I have been powerless before... Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Kill me, Ruoyuan, and then kill all the evil immortals in the heavens who are hypocritical and ignorant of Taoism, and bring the skewed and deviated cycle of heaven back on track. It can also keep Jiuli and the future hope of the Three Realms... nothing is better than this There is a better choice, let's do it."

Kill... my best friend.

Can't do it, he really can't do it.

He threw the dagger in his hand fiercely into the corner.

"If you don't kill me, when the Three Realms are in chaos, I can't escape death."

Asking to kill immediately summoned a fairy sword, which was the famous sword of the fairy clan that he formed a spiritual contract when he was a fairy, named Xianyun.Since he fell into a demon, he untied the spirit contract and set it free.

Now, he passed the sword to the boy in front of him.

"Give him a new name. Ruoyuan, from now on, this is your sword."

Ruoyuan gave it a new name.

Immortal meteor.

Xuanxian will die.

"If you are killed as a demon, you won't even be able to reincarnate normally..."

"It's okay, Ruoyuan, you are the same. What I have to do is easy, just to be killed by you. But after I die, you still have a lot to do... This road is difficult, please, you must persevere .Never give up halfway.”

pat.

The teenager cried.

Because the moment he grasped Xianyun, he got a prophecy.In the Nine Heavens, the No.40 Eight Immortals are about to ascend.

Running out of time.

"Now there are too many immortals ascending in the evil way in the entire Nine Heavens. They believe that the way of heaven is that the strong can judge everything. They don't know how to be in awe, and they don't know how to advance or retreat. The way of heaven is out of balance, and the way of law is wrongly judged... To correct these, it will take a lot of effort in itself. It's a big price. Ruoyuan! Don't hesitate any longer!"

Yes.

Everything comes at a price.

But why me.

Why is it me who suffers from all this.

Closing his eyes hard, the last weak tear slipped down the corner of his eye.Cowardice and withdrawal are useless.It doesn't matter whether you are compassionate or blaming others.Neither should be done now.

"Give me your eyes."

"what."

Opening his eyes again, the endless pain and struggle were hidden in the faint blue eyes, leaving only the coldness and emptiness remaining after the vicissitudes of life.

"It will become my eyes, and I will see with my own eyes how the group of evil immortals were slaughtered."

A relieved smile appeared on the corner of Wensha's mouth.

Ruoyuan raised his hand, and slowly pushed the immortal sword into Wensha's heart.

The demon energy was burned by the immortal energy, like a spring breeze melting away the last piece of snow, the blood turned into gurgling water and covered the young man's white palm.

The back is shaking like a sieve.

He lost his last strength and just knelt down on the ground, choking with sobs.

He took off his eyes and pressed them into their sockets.Covering his face with a piece of lotus petal, his face was exactly the same as Jiuli's.

There are many catastrophes in the sky, five times, seven times, and nine times.

Overlapping responses.

He hacked down the Youdu Mountain three times in a row, lighting up the world like daylight for a moment.

Ruoyuan raised his head, his eyes reflected the boundless Tibetan catalpa of lightning and thunder.Hearing the thunderous catastrophe, he silently dropped the fairy sword in his hand, closed his eyes and waited for the result.

In the sky, if there is a so-called cause and effect in this world, the Tao will follow naturally.

If I am right, the immortals are wrong.

Please allow me to rely on this sinful soul, and allow me to use my meager and scattered merits——

Ascension to Xuanxian.

Booming, three catastrophes fell one after another.

Heaven and earth faded.

The young man survived three tribulations.

Finally got to fly.