The bright moon sits on the ground

After sending Emperor Xuanxiu back to the Heaven Realm, Lord Pojun Xing did not disturb his greetings with Immortal Sanqing, so he left.

Po Jun made a special detour to the Kunlun Palace, and took a look from a distance. The whole Kunlun Palace was shrouded in steaming heat, scorching the surrounding evil spirits and running away, like water flowing slowly under a cold rock. The magma was brewing violence amidst the silence.

He guessed that such a big battle,? About Liang Kunwu's forging tool will be completed,? The so-called "indestructible thing" will soon be born.

It was already the fourth day after the full moon. The formation had already been set up, and there was no one to disturb it. However, the stars did not dare to slack off for fear of making a mistake. At this last moment, all the plans were turned into nothing. Bubbles,? So everyone cheered up.

However, the most important Liang Kunwu has not yet appeared, so they have nothing to do at this time, so Wenqu Xingjun proposed to recite poems for fun, but after being rejected by Lu Cunxing, he became sleepy and leaned aside ,? I don’t bother to talk anymore; now it’s almost dusk, and Greedy Wolf XingXiu is under the control of my younger sister. Lu Cun Xingjun has always had nothing to do with her, so he hides far away, and his full of ghost ideas also disappeared together; Wuqu Xingjun and Lianzhen Xingjun were leaning on the other side of the stone wall, talking in a low voice, but they couldn't hear clearly.

When Pojun Xingjun returned to Kunlun again, he saw such a scene.

Jumen happened to be the closest to him, saluted respectfully, hesitated for a moment, and said: "General, I have returned to the throne not long ago, and I am not as exhaustive as Wu Qu and Lian Zhen. There are some things that I still feel a little puzzled about." , I wonder if the general can clear up my doubts for me?"

Po Jun nodded, and Jumen asked in a low voice: "If the conclusions I drew from those few words are not wrong, then, did the Xuanpu Immortal really abandon his godhead and become a demon? After Kunlun is cut off, what should he do?"

"Emperor Xuanxiu agreed to him before that. In the future, there will be no need for executioners in the heavens. He will find a path where evil energy and spiritual energy coexist." Po Jun lowered his eyebrows, hiding the dark and unclear emotions in his eyes, and said "However, Bai Xuan voluntarily fell into the sea of ​​bitterness to suppress the evil spirit at the bottom of Kunlun. His fate has long been connected to the sea of ​​bitterness. You should also know that as long as he wakes up, Xuan Putang will wake up after sensing his aura. Come here...so, for so many years, he has been in a state of deep sleep."

This point, Jumen Xingjun has heard.After Baixuan fell into the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, his destiny was connected, he fell asleep, and the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness fell asleep with him. Even if the full moon came, the beast tide did not seem to break through the bondage at all, and thus maintained stability for decades.

"If all the gods could come and go freely in the sea of ​​bitterness, then the evil spirits in Kunlun would have disappeared long ago. The sea of ​​bitterness, the sea of ​​bitterness, never returns. Once you enter, don't think about coming out again." Po Jun said, "Bai Xuan made such a choice, and he has already cut off his way out. He must have recognized this point a long time ago, and he also knows that it is impossible to return to the heaven after this trip."

Jumen Xingjun chewed his words slowly, momentarily dumbfounded.He suddenly understood that the noble and proud Xuanpu Immortal Monarch would sink into the abyss with Kunlun, and after Kunlun was cut off, the position of Xuanpu Immortal Monarch would probably never exist again.

The three words "Don't look for" left in the scroll are so light, but they seem to weigh a thousand catties on everyone's heart.

Po Jun Xingjun did not continue this topic, he looked around, but did not see the familiar figure.

"Jumen." Jumen Xingjun said "yes" respectfully, and Po Jun asked, "Did you see Xu Lang just now?"

Jumen Xingjun recalled it for a while, shook his head, and replied, "Counting it all together, I haven't seen Xianjun Langfeng for two days."

I can't tell what the reason is, maybe it's because of Wu Qu's inexplicable sentence "he's leaving", maybe it's because Xu Lang's back was too downcast when he left, maybe it's because the ending of all the stories finally came to an end, and Po Jun actually felt that he was leaving. A little uneasy.

He and Wu Qu have always had a close relationship. Even if the conversation was hastily interrupted, Wu Qu Xingjun was not angry, but looked at Po Jun quietly. , like the lingering sound after playing a guqin, said: "General, you have stayed in the world for decades, you should know that you can't stop those who are determined to leave."

Po Jun wanted to continue asking questions, but Wu Qu stopped answering, as if he had finished what he needed to say and had nothing to say.

On the fifth day, the forging tool was completed, and the most indestructible sword in the world, capable of cutting everything, was finally born.

The whole body of this sword is silvery white, as if it has no edge. The edge of the sword is as round as jade, as thin as a layer of floating ice. From a distance, it looks like a silver thread. After it was cast, Liang Kunwu discarded the scabbard—— He said that the sword needs no sheath, and no sheath can hold it.Just put it in your hand, stroke the edge of the sword with your fingertips, as if touching a bronze vessel, and you won't be scratched by the edge of the sword.

The body of the sword is covered with a layer of fine and dense inscriptions. If you get close, you can see clearly that the name is engraved on it.

Buchenyuan, Buchenyuan, Bulingqing, Bulinglian, Bulingyan, Bulinghe, Buqingzhong, Buqingshan... like small tributaries, flowing down, and finally converging into a meandering river , which landed an inch closer to the sword grid, engraved with "Bu Chen Rong".

On the sword grid, the jerky and difficult to understand Sanskrit outlines patterns. Liang Kunwu told Xu Lang that the sword was called "Xisheng".

There is no corner in the big square, the late blooming of the big instrument, the rare sound of the big sound, and the invisible elephant.Xisheng, Xisheng, contains such a meaning.

It is silent, introverted, and unassuming. When it is not wielded, it is just like the sabers pinned to the waists of those royal nobles, silent.Xu Lang thought, this sword is indeed unparalleled in the world, before and after this, there will be no more.

After Liang Kunwu returned to Kunlun in the human world with this sword, Pojun Xingjun finally confirmed with him the details of cutting off Kunlun.

"This is the last weapon I forged." Liang Kunwu said lightly, "I know very well that only one sword is enough."

He spoke so firmly and calmly, even though Po Jun Xingjun had doubts in his heart, he still had to believe his words.

Behind him, Wuqu Xingjun had already ordered the plan, and the other six Xingjun started to act one after another. Those who should go to form the formation, and those who should go to confirm the time with Emperor Xuanxiu also went to the heaven. Pojun was silent for a while, and asked: " Where is Xu Lang now?"

Liang Kunwu slanted the tip of his sword down to the ground, without changing his expression, he asked instead: "Why did Xingjun suddenly ask where he was going?"

Could it be that the Kunlun Immortal is also acting stupid?A burst of anger welled up in Po Jun's heart, he could feel that something was developing in another direction, and like what Wu Qu said, he couldn't control it, he could only watch it slowly fall towards abyss.

He calmed down, calmed down the boiling emotions, and said: "His strength is too weak. After the Kunlun sinks, he will not be able to answer the emperor's call to return to the heaven. I don't believe that the Kunlun fairy does not understand the truth. Tell me, where is Xu Lang now?"

Liang Kunwu still didn't answer him, and there was much rarer emotion on that calm face.Po Jun couldn't tell whether it was more pity or more helplessness, towards Xu Lang or towards him, but he could only hear the fairy in front of him saying: "Mr. Don't you know Xu Lang's temperament? Or, until now, do you think that Xu Lang will go back to the fairyland with you, and then bear the crime of the mortal breaking into the fairyland? In the human world, he can't go back. Do you think he is now Where will it be?"

Po Jun's heart skipped a beat, he no longer wanted to tangle with Liang Kunwu, he entered the corridor in a few steps, and quickly disappeared.

At the end of the corridor, there is a stone platform, the dust has been brushed away, and the relief on the platform finally shows its true appearance to the world.

The indigo-colored stars are reminiscent of some kind of clear and bright crystal, and like the scales on the sideburns of a dragon on the top of the palace gate. Reminiscent of wanton and warm rouge, and like a stick of incense burning on the high platform of the ancient Raksha Temple, it is fearless, reckless, calm and calm; the dark moon reminds people of erratic and soft tulle, It is also like a begonia sleeping soundly in the morning fog, carrying a curtain of dreams, mysterious and leisurely.

In addition, there are other things: in the center of the stone platform, there is a nine-tailed fox. Po Jun could see that the mechanism had already been opened.

It is no secret that the sea of ​​bitterness is at the bottom of Kunlun, but no one has ever seen what the sea of ​​bitterness looks like.

Every full moon, the barrier of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness weakens, and the tide of beasts emerges. They climb up from the bottom of the abyss, they climb up from the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, stacking layers, never getting tired, until Bai Xuan falls into the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness, even When the full moon falls, the barrier of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness will not weaken at all, and the sleeping beast tide in the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness will not wake up.And this mechanism can open the way to the bitter sea.

Perhaps for the mortal who broke into the Xuanpu Hall, the ground under the stone platform is the ground, but from the perspective of the gods, it is not the ground, but a barrier that may disappear at any time, although it has been maintained like this For decades, however, it will dissipate again at some point—just like when Nie Qiu put on the mask, Xuanputang sensed Bai Xuan's aura and dissipated the barrier.

This is the only way, and it is also the way of no return. Only by jumping off the cliff can you fall into the sea of ​​misery.

Sure enough, when the field of vision gradually widened, Pojun Xingjun saw a person standing on the edge of the stone platform. The howling cold wind blowing from the abyss blew his sleeves up and made a sound of hunting. He is afraid of heights He didn't dare to take a look at the center of the storm, he just turned his back, the endless darkness stood behind him, and he didn't show any surprise when he looked at Pojun Xingjun who came in a hurry.

Pojun Xingjun and Xu Lang looked at each other for a moment, then slowly said: "Xu Lang, you lied to me again."

Xu Lang closed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm sorry. However, I can assure Mr. Xing that this is the last time."

Po Jun asked: "You planned to end everything here from the beginning, didn't you?"

Xu Lang replied: "Lord Pojun Xing, I don't have aura in my body, so I can't be regarded as a god. I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I can't be called a mortal long ago. When Kunlun is cut off, there is no connection between the human world and the heavens. Those in the human world will return to the human world, and those who should return to the heavenly realm will return to the heavenly realm... and I, I have long since lost my shelter, whether it is the human world or the heavenly realm, I will not go anywhere, and there will be no room for me."

Bu Chenrong's hunch was correct, to some extent, she and Xu Lang were indeed very similar.

They are all people who are walking towards the end of the road step by step. They know that the end of the road is death, but they rush forward without fear.

"To tell you the truth, Pojun Xingjun, at first I always thought you were a bad-tempered and vengeful fairy, a god who was very difficult to get along with." Xu Lang shook his sleeve robe, and Pojun saw that his fingertips were gradually rotting, like It is a shriveled fruit, showing the color of decay, "Although we don't trust each other, we have lived together for decades, and I know you more or less. I have to admit that because of Wuzheng, I have always They all have prejudice against you, but in fact, you are a cold-faced and warm-hearted general."

Although from a mortal point of view, this is really hard to be regarded as the truth.

However, if this were not the case, the six Xingjun would not be willing to join the Pojun Xingjun. Xu Lang could occasionally feel that Pojun was just talking badly. In fact, most of him would not admit that he The little bit of kindness from him.

Xu Lang sighed softly, saluted Pojun Xingjun from a distance, and said, "As a mortal, it is my honor to meet Xingjun, Xingjun shouldn't Waste time on me, they're still waiting for you."

He saw Pojun Xingjun hesitating to speak, and knew that he wanted to say something, but he felt that he had nothing to say. Xu Lang was very familiar with this embarrassing situation, so he didn't say anything. After saying these words, he backed away - the whimpering of the wind was poured into the cochlea, and it was broken into pieces, just like every night when Xu Lang sat alone under the moon.

"I don't have much time left." Xu Lang said, "Before that, I still have someone I must meet, so..."

"So, I have to take a step first. Farewell, Lord Xing, may the long galaxy hanging above the sky last forever."

Po Jun realized that Xu Lang was leaving, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but it was too late.Just like what Wu Qu said before, "You can't stop a person who is determined to leave." Xu Lang wanted to leave, and he had no choice but to watch.

The strong wind swept over the edge of the cliff in an instant, and the darkness climbed up, swallowing the crumbling figure.

The bottom of Kunlun rises slowly, opens its arms, and uses the endless sea of ​​suffering as a hotbed to welcome outsiders.