The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

Yun Qi formed seals with one hand, and pushed the fate chart above his head with the other, and began to deduce the fate at the same time.

The nine heavenly tribulations muffled in the sky.

There are also organic ones.In Qingyi's fate, there must be a chance that he didn't count.

Hurry up, hurry up and figure it out.don't hurry up--

He couldn't grasp it anymore, Qingyi's last ray of soul was really about to disperse.

If you presumptuously deduce the fate of the superior, you will be punished by heaven.

With a bang, the Nine Heavens Tribulation descended.Hitting Yun Qi, he knelt down on his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood into the Wangchuan River.Zhixi was startled, and hastily deployed a healing formation around Yunqi to save his dying life.

In the body of the above immortal, suffering the nine-fold heavenly calamity is tantamount to courting death.

"Yun Qi, how do you feel?"

The man regained some consciousness, but he only shouted: "Qing... Yi... eh..."

Zhixi had a sore nose and choked up his voice: "He..."

"I'm holding on to it...his soul is not... not completely broken..." Yun Qi's voice was very calm, and he said soothingly to the last remnant soul in midair, "Don't be afraid, Qingyi. I Will... save you..."

Only then did Zhixi realize that even at the moment when he was struck by the Nine Heavens Tribulation, he did not let go of the hand that was holding on to the remnant soul tightly.

But such an act of changing fate against the sky will never be allowed.

"Yunqi, let it go. Qingyi has already made a choice...he is gone, this matter is a foregone conclusion, you...you want to open something..." Zhixi didn't know what to say, so he could only break Yun Qi's hand that didn't want to let go, "Let go...you let go..."

If you don't let go, the catastrophe will fall again.

Do you want to die with him?

"No...let it go."

Yun Qi clung to the last wisp of soul, held his breath in his throat, and icy tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, "If you let go, Qing Yi will really... be gone... He is the son of heaven, the king of gods Into the world, how could he die..."

"He sacrificed his life, there is no way he can survive!" Zhixi hugged Yun Qi tightly, stretched out his hand to break his fingers, raised his eyes to look at the increasingly gloomy sky, and listened to the next catastrophe faintly whispered by Nine Heavens , startled, and immediately hit Yun Qi's palm with a magic power, so hard that he had to let go.

That wisp of remnant soul, dangling a few times, will eventually be annihilated on the Wangchuan River.

Yun Qi's eyes widened, and he pushed Zhixi away with strength from nowhere.Draw the sword with both hands to summon Tianwei.In an instant, a sky-shattering mana burst through the sky, startling the Wangchuan River to rush and roar, and roll backwards to the banks of the West Tianling River.

The river washes against the Sansheng Stone by the Linghe River in Xitian, following the call of the Immortal.

The Sansheng Stone rolled into the water of the vast ocean, all the way westward from the Xitianling River, and fell directly beside the Naihe Bridge of the Wangchuan River.

Yun Qi summoned his original body to what Wang Chuanhe was doing here.

Using the Sansheng Stone as a guide, Yun Qi pierced his fingers with a knife and quickly drew out a magnificent magic circle. While shaking the thick resentment on the Wangchuan River, he propped up the frail fairy body and restricted the magic to the maximum.

Within the restricted range of the immortal law laid down by Yun Qi, there is also the original body sitting in the formation, and his mana is maximized, almost to the point where it can be exhausted.

He pushed the natal disk on top of his head again, and the natal disk creaked and turned.

His mana is also being consumed extremely quickly.

Zhixi knew what he was doing.He is still counting Qingyi's fate.

At this point in the matter, he still refuses to give up, he is still searching for the slightest possibility, and deduces the almost impossible way of life for Qingyi on his way to death.

The last ray of soul trapped in the battle fell on Yun Qi's eyebrows like a sigh, as if giving him a last hot kiss: "It's useless, I will sacrifice my life to extradite that resentment. My death can only In exchange for the peace of the Three Realms. If you ask for this, even if I can come back, I will only be a wicked ghost full of debts."

Yun Qi's eyes were filled with tears, he had always been very stubborn, and he refused to let go at this moment.

A tinge of blood came out from the corner of his mouth, and the Immortal Law was restricted to the maximum in his hand.

On the verge of collapse, he wept uncontrollably, his voice so hoarse that he no longer had the calmness and indifference of the past.

"Give me a chance...Qingyi! Please, evil spirits are fine, I must come back...I will cultivate diligently, I will ascend to Xuanxian...I will... cross you! As long as you come back, I swear, I will definitely ferry you, definitely!"

Qing Yi smiled faintly in the wind.

"It's useless, you don't have the destiny to ascend. You can't survive mine. That's fine."

"I will cross you...I can cross you...I will ascend to Xuanxian, no matter what the price is, I will cross you even if I die! So, please...must come back! I never begged you , you know...Qing Yi, Qing Yi!"

He choked with sobs, but the mana around him was exhausted, and the light of the formation gradually faded.

The remnant soul in the wind finally dissipated, and the huge fate chart disappeared in a hurry.

It shattered into pieces of golden feathers and fell into the Wangchuan River.The hostility of the burning and resentful soul caused a howl of mourning.

Qing Yi, gone.

Yun Qi saw with his own eyes that the man died in front of him, and the gully in his heart disintegrated in an instant, collapsed into ruins in a moment, and turned into barrenness in the blink of an eye.

The last rain fell on the banks of the Wangchuan River.

The rain was as delicate as a needle, and it fell on Yunqi with a warm wind.

That was the last farewell hug Qingyi gave him.

"Qingyi, Qingyi...Qingyi, Qingyi, Qingyi!" He murmured the man's name in pain, shouting louder and more anxiously.But he couldn't wait for a response.

He is really gone.

The three-tailed cats were bouncing around him, but they couldn't see why their master's spirit was suddenly shaken, and the grief seemed to be unbearable in the next moment.I could only rub against him with the soft fur to comfort him.

An umbrella was placed over his head, and he looked up suddenly, the joy in his eyes turned into deeper despair.

It is Zhixi.

"Yun Qi, you are free. The god is dead, and you are no longer a catastrophe. The war between immortals and demons has passed, and the three realms have finally returned to peace. This is the best ending."

Heh, the best ending ever.

His Qingyi died, how could this be the best ending.

This is not the end at all.

The umbrella in Zhixi's hand shattered into pieces in an instant, and fluttered down, engulfing the desperation and grief of the immortal, and fell into the Wangchuan River full of injustice.

"I will erase the memory for you, so there will be no more pain."

The spirit condensed in Zhixi's hand was blown away by a breeze, he was stunned, and looked at Yun Qi standing by the river and staring at the bottom of the river: "Why, don't you want to forget?"

"Change your life for me."

Yun Qi's voice was as light as dust on the desk.

The resentment in the Wangchuan River turned into withered arms, scratching towards the sky, as if trying to drag anyone into the bottom of the river, which was full of filth and devoid of immortality.

"What did you say."

"Change your life for me."

The Wangchuan River is no longer a fairy river.It will be completely separated from the West Tianling River, and will be classified into the Demon Realm.

Qingyi introduced all Ruoyuan's evil debts into himself, he was right, even if he could really come back, he would only be an evil ghost dragging down the Three Realms.

How ridiculous.

The son of heaven, but became a demon.

"You're crazy!" Zhixi pointed at Wang Chuan, "Qing Yi is already dead, what do you want to change your life for? Changing your life is to cleanse your marrow, crush your spiritual root and recast it, tear your soul apart and recreate it." Group... If you are not careful, your soul will fly away!"

"I have no destiny to ascend to heaven. Only by changing my destiny against the sky can I ascend to Xuanxian. Zhixi, besides me in the Three Realms, you are the only one in the immortal position. I can only ask you."

Yun Qi raised his head, with wet tears all over his face, he repeated in despair, "Zhixi, help me."

"You're not sober right now... What are you going to do to ascend to Xuanxian? Don't you think that Qingyi can really come back? Impossible, how could he come back by sacrificing his body..."

Yun Qi looked at the palm of his hand, the restraints set by Qing Yi became weaker and weaker, and the immortal light faded.Zhixi noticed the look in his eyes, so he also pointed to his palm and said, "Look, his restraints are gone, he's really dead, Yun Qi, let's see the reality."

Yun Qi was indifferent, his eyes swept across the river silently, looking at the withered and desolate Naihe Bridge across the long river, "I am his only way of life, I can save him. I must ascend to Xuanxian, so that when he comes back I will Only then can he overcome his sins..."

"He won't come back..."

"He can."

Yun Qi was determined and nodded slightly.

Zhixi looked at the thin and thin back, and suddenly couldn't bear to break his expectation.Because at this moment, this person really looked as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Forget it, anyway, living like this is just painful.

He can do whatever he wants, as long as he is still willing to live.

"Then which part of your fate do you want to change? Do you want to change your fate into one that can ascend?"

"Full reform." Yun Qi seemed to expect that he would agree, and stepped into the Wangchuan River full of hostility.

The sharp claws transformed from hostility immediately scratched his ankles, burning his soul and draining his mana.

"I want to change to a mortal fate."

Zhixi almost instantly regretted the lightness of his promise just now, frowned and asked, "Why do you have to be mortals? How many mortals can ascend? Yun Qi, are you out of your mind right now?"

"I am not a child of the heavenly way. Only by wandering away from the world with the soul of a mortal, going through hundreds of kalpas and passing through thousands of generations, can I become the head of all immortals. Only then can I overcome such a serious sin." Yun Qi stood on the Wangchuan River, letting Those withered bone claws tore at the snow-white fairy robe on his body, using this hostility to devour his original mana.

He was really crazy, completely crazy.

But Zhixi didn't know how to dissuade him, he couldn't convince this person over and over again that it was impossible for Qingyi to come back.

It is hard to tell which reality is more cruel to Yun Qi.

After a moment of silence, Yun Qi squeezed the last trace of mana around him into the curse, and punched it between Zhixi's eyebrows.

"I will make a curse with you. One day, Qingyi will come back. You must awaken my natal memory, and let me make him once again—to become an immortal."

The magic power is fully collected, and the spell is formed.

Zhixi had no choice but to change his fate for Yunqi to become a mortal according to his promise, and cast his soul into the world to experience calamity.

He thought, if Yun Qi could survive the pain that tore his soul and be reborn, forget everything, and drift away from the world would be good.

He never thought that after Yun Qi was born in the mortal world, his obsession with cultivating immortality was so strong that it surpassed all mortal thoughts.Although he was born as a mortal, he is more like a god who does not eat fireworks. If he is good, he will help the world, and if he is poor, he will be alone.

In those long seemingly endless years, one person survived hundreds of calamities alone.Every time after death, I walked across the long Naihe Bridge alone, looked at the misty Wangchuan River, and picked up a bowl of Mengpo soup.

"Grandma, where is this?"

Every time the lonely soul drinks it, he asks a question.

"On the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River, thousands of flowers wither on the banks of the Wangchuan River." Granny Meng stirred the hot soup vicissitudes of life, "Drink it, child. Forget all the pain and suffering in this life, and you will be fine in the next life."

Zhixi was hiding on the bank of the Wangchuan River, watching the figure on the bridge, watching him drink Mengpo soup, and then go to the next reincarnation again.

Only Zhixi knew very well that this person would not get better in the next life.

Nirvana in the catastrophe of one life after another, the world has been around for thousands of lives, and everything is suffering, but he has never done evil in one life, nor has he ever had an evil thought for a moment.

Eliminate the six emotions, eliminate the seven desires, and experience the eight sufferings.Finally, he ascended in the daylight and went straight to the position of the immortal.

He really did it, with a mortal body, he ascended to the ninth heaven again.

Yun Qi ascended again and became a water god.

For thousands of years, he has long forgotten the memory of the Sansheng Shiling, and he doesn't know anything about the accompanying robbery.

But when the catastrophe split, the obsession deep in his soul made him become the same as the one he loves.

After more than [-] years, Zhixi stared at Yun Qi who had seen the ascended immortal by the bank of Ruyou Lake with complicated eyes, erased the name of the mortal world for him, and bestowed his real name on him.

"Yun Qi, from now on, you will be called Yun Qi."