Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

If it weren't for the way of heaven, Bo Ziyi would be easy-going. He would rather hold a pipa in his arms and fiddle in the court, sing a few tunes and drink a few sips of wine, than run around endlessly after being in a high position.

But he has also gone through the days of resentment and anger. Since the heaven chose him, instead of suffering in loss and self-pity, it is better to use these eyes to see and use these hands to support a spiritual screen.

If Xiang Guchun had never seen Bo Ziyi commit murderous intentions, he was always meek and calm, and always lazy and lacking in energy, at most he only raised his energy when divination for sacrifices.

At that time, I thought that his nature was like this, but now I think it is the burden that lowering my eyes can bring.

Shen Zhexue and Shi Yuan fell back to the cliff.

The master of Huaili Peak sent "Qingfeng I" down. He didn't understand the sword spirit at all, and retreated to the side holding the mirage, wrapping its riddled body with spiritual power, with deep pain in his eyes.

When the master of Qianling Peak emerged, this mirage was still young. It was a well-known idiot on the peak. It ate and slept every day, and loved to squeeze into the group of furry balls.

Its brother has grown up with this stupid brother, but there is nothing he can do. He wants to teach him some cloud illusion, but every time he is too lazy to give up halfway.

Fortunately, the Wangchao mirages don't like to fight. If they can't, they go to nest in the deep sea, where they can stay still for thousands of years.

They have high spirits, and there is only one possibility to form a relationship with people. They think this person is good, and this family is good.

The mirage's lifespan is too long, and it has no concept of eclosion.

After a long, long time, it was confused, why the person who washed its scales and stroked its round horns did not come back.

Is their food too difficult to find?Then it doesn't want the ice spring on Muxue Mountain, or the fruit in the foggy forest.

Wangchao Mirage let out a mournful cry, large tears leaked from its big brown eyes like night pearls, and a little spiritual light gradually radiated from its body.

Shen Zhexue tried to condense her soul for it, but the spiritual energy in his body was mixed, and Wangchao Mirage was an extremely sensitive monster. When he approached, it would curl up into a ball, and a thin protective screen emerged from the blue-gray scales.

Shi Yuan tried it with the same result. He used the wind spirit to stabilize Qingfeng me for the time being, and diagnosed the symptoms of Wangchao mirage. He said to Huailifeng: "It is afraid of us, but it doesn't seem to reject you."

"It's the smell." Huaili Peak Master smiled wryly, and suddenly said to Shen Zhexue: "Back then, what did that Peak Master look like?"

"Phantom?" Shi Yuan asked.

Huaili Peak Master shook his head and said, "No, you can't fool them. Sometimes spirit beasts are more persistent than humans. I want to know some habits of that Peak Master."

Shen Zhexue recalled: "The master of Qianling Peak is devoted to the spirit beasts. Hanshan always wears a set of red clothes. All I have to do is take something back, how can I go back sooner..."

He can't think of anything more, there are too many people who just met each other, a period of working together that is not profound, and all living beings are in a hurry, they are all similar in every way.

But passing by, a chance, who knows whose miss that person is.

Peak Lord Huaili nodded, and he took off the blue robe with one hand, took out a pomegranate-colored robe from the jade tablet in his storage, and put it on his body, with the dying mirage wrapped in the red front.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Hey, Hanhan, your peak master entrusted me to take care of you, he went to catch the big crucian carp in Futu River for you, you are so listless now, he won't recognize you when he comes back .Come with me, I will take you back to my Huai Li Peak, there are also many furries there, you can stay on the peak, you can wait as long as you want."

Wangchao Mirage didn't move for a long time, and Peak Master Huaili gently stroked his cold scales, and spiritual energy poured in continuously.

When a huge mirror blade hanging array like fireworks exploded in the sky, the mirage groaned softly, and arched itself into the arms of Peak Master Huaili.

Shen Zhexue breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the sky full of mirror images.

The reflection of the lens covered the sun, and one person fell at a very high speed and hit the edge of the cliff, stirring up billows of smoke and dust.

Half of his body was covered in blood in the thin purple clothes, his eyes frantic and clear at times.

The clay figurine still has a bit of temperament. It is one thing for him to know his own destiny, but it is another thing for him to be humiliated by Sang Qi for thousands of years.

After his death, the ability to lower the eyes of heaven has become very weak, and most of the future is deduced by him. Only in the ring of Sangqi, the causal line is densely wound after his death, and it is wound into a knot.

They never even had a formal face-to-face.

Sang Qi was pierced into a sieve by the lens, lay on the ground and struggled several times, blood mixed with yellow sand and rocks.

He dug deep into the ground with his fingers, coughing up blood and grinning grinningly: "Ah Jing...cough! Look at you, you are a husband and wife for a day and a hundred days of kindness. We have been husband and wife for nearly a thousand years, and the kindness is really like the sea." deep!"

A mirror knife slipped out of Bo Zi's sleeve.

Peak Lord Huaili calmed down the mirage beast, and said to Shen Zhexue worriedly: "Mr. Jing kills people with his dark body, will he become an evil ghost?"

He didn't know that there was nothing to be sorry for, he just thought that Jun Rujing had simply lost his body and turned into a wandering soul.

Shen Zhexue shook her head, said: "No." After a pause, "He wants to end this cause and effect."

Bo Ziyi walked up to Sang Qi, those glazed eyes were no longer the eyes of heaven, and filled with the hatred that belonged to him, he raised the mirror knife with one hand and stabbed Sang Qi's throat.

"--don't want!"

Shouting suddenly, Shen Zhexue frowned, and flung out a slug of ice with her backhand, followed by Shu Ling Jue.

But that Qingfeng I was originally a soul body, and I was so fast that I even threw the sword body on Sang Qi.

The transformation of Bo Ziyi is about to come to an end, the poison counterattacks, and Xi Yi is instantly transformed.

He is called Xi when he is not heard, and he is called Yi* when he sees nothing. His ears are like muddy water, and his eyes are even darker. Only the raging killing intent is surging in his chest.

He couldn't distinguish between people anymore, he just wanted to take Sang Qi's life.

The mirror blade even cut into his finger because he grasped it too hard. Just as he was about to pierce Qingfeng my sword on the ground, he felt a tight wrist, and Zhou Ling held his hand from behind.

One person and one soul were very close, Zhou Minggui was taller than Bo Ziyi, he lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Bo Ziyi's ear: "I'm not trying to stop you."

Bo Ziyi would not be able to hear anything a few steps further away, but even though the words ringing in his ears at this moment were faint, they could still be heard clearly.

Every word and sentence, slapping on the heart that has long been unable to beat.

"Don't make a mistake." He whispered, "Follow me."

Shen Zhexue Shu Ling Jue chased after him, and pulled Qingfeng my sword spirit away from Sang Qi.

Qingfeng my sword spirit has many defects in its face, but its expression is extremely calm. It said: "It is the shape he transformed into me..."

This is not a changeling.

Sang Qi has not learned the secrets of the fairy court, he draws the gourd according to the gourd, but in the end it is half-finished, not to mention that the shape of the sword spirit is the creation of heaven and earth, just like Xie Zhuchun has his own appearance, not imitated A person's appearance is gone.

"Prime ancient seal of evil is the weakness of the evil current." Qingfeng my sword spirit said softly: "We have seen it swallowed by silver flowers, and the retreat in recent years is also to resist the destruction of it by the seal. Master Xiang, you are right, You will know eventually, but there is one more thing, I want to exchange this secret."

"Are you going to trade Sang Qi's life?" Shen Zhexue said, "Or do you want to trade your life first?"

He sighed, "Qingfeng, you have released the contract with Zhou Ling, but you have not yet formed a spiritual contract with Sangqi. The master-servant contract has been broken. Now you are a sword soul who can come and go freely, not who weapons, whose servants."

When Zhou Ling handed Qingfengwo to Bo Ziyi, after Bo Ziyi suffered disaster, Sang Qi refined it. He wanted to make him look like Xiangguchun, but in the end the transformation failed, so Qingfengwo's sword was damaged and his human form was incomplete. .

He erased its memory, took it as an ugly slave in the house, made it frame Yan Yuanhan, and also thought about pushing this sword spirit to blame.

"You can remember." Shen Zhexue said: "The experience of thousands of years ago, as long as you want to remember."

Qingfeng shook my head, "No, the millennium sword spirit years sound like an extremely distant and extremely cold past." It glanced at Bo Ziyi's direction, and said: "I know I can't stop you, it's okay if you persist in your obsession , I don’t care if you work as a minion for a tiger, I just ask you to leave his body to me.”

"What are you going to do?" Shen Zhexue frowned.

Qingfeng, I smiled. At this moment, he doesn't seem to be that similar to Xiangguchun.

It said: "I have my own plan, I will never appear in front of you again, and I will not add trouble to you who do big things."

Zhou Ling leaned against Bo Ziyi's ear and conveyed Qingfengwo's words to him. Bo Ziyi wanted to kill Sangqi, even though he wanted to kill Sang Qi, but Qingfeng my sword spirit had been by Hanshan's head for so long , after all, the secret is more useful.

He said: "Okay, I will keep his body."

"What are you going to do!" Sang Qi's eyes were about to burst, if he had been touched and surprised when the ugly slave stood in front of him just now, but now he felt chills all over his body.

Qingfeng my sword spirit turned a deaf ear to his questioning, saying: "Xieliu Lingzhi once said—'He is different'."

"Different?" Shen Zhexue asked, "Who?"

"I don't know, but it did lose its mind during the torment of the Primordial Yinhua at that time. It said, it is neither evil, nor immortal, nor demon, nor heavenly. That child is different. He also loses and succeeds."

Neither evil nor immortal nor demon.

Shen Zhexue's heart tightened, it was Shi Yuan.

"That's it, I don't understand the rest, after all..." It looked at Sang Qi, but still smiled at him, "After all, I'm just a sword spirit."

Sang Qi's pupils contracted, never expecting that this ugly slave sword spirit would turn against him one day.

However, before he could speak again, Zhou Ling held Bao Ziyi's hand holding the blade, and pierced his neck with a sword.

Accompanied by the fierce killing breath, Sang Qi's fleeing soul disappeared in the world.

He did not rest in peace, his dark eyes turned towards the gray sky.

Until the end, he would not admit his mistake, even if there was some regret in his heart, there was a reason for it. People thought he hated him, and pressed him step by step, pushing him down to this point.

Never admit your mistake, this was his last thought before he died.

...Because once you admit your mistake, what a ridiculous life it will be.

Qingfeng my sword body is full of cracks, it stepped forward and picked up Sangqi's body, remembering that day when the transformation woke up, the face of the human body has not yet been damaged, the first time it saw the world for the first time, it was this A bit gloomy, but with a smiling face.

No one has ever smiled at me like that.

Qingfeng my sword spirit thought: I will always stay by his side.

Like what Zhou Ling said to Bo Ziyi, it whispered: "You are right, puppets, slavery, and lust for a while are indeed things that can fill loneliness."

It covered the wound on Sangqi's neck with its hands, took advantage of the breeze, and disappeared into a white mist.

Some people are obsessed, some are nostalgic, and some are obsessed with it. There is nothing wrong with this.

It's just that one thought often arises, doing good or evil, and doing it with one thought.

"Let's go out." Shen Zhexue reached out and hooked the tail of Momo Mirage.

Without Sang Qi's control, this naive beast was covered in bruises, and after crying for a while, it was able to sleep soundly, making this mirage and illusion now extend in all directions, coming and going freely.

At the foot of Mount Han, the members of the Taiqing Sect had just registered the group of Hanshan monks who came out of the fog first, when suddenly the sky brightened and the fog cleared.

Elder Feng didn't care about anything else, he led a group of people and went up the mountain, met Zhou Minggui and Peak Master Huaili on the way, saw that there were only two of them, Elder Discipline became anxious on the spot, said: "There are still two left? !"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." Huai Li stroked Wang Chao Mirage, comforted Elder Feng and said, "They went to the Southern Realm Demon Race, and they will be back tomorrow night."

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The author has something to say:

Yuan: Is the bento delicious? Head Sang?

Sanqi: ...

Qingfeng me: Haha, the style is different from other sword spirits, forgive me!

Xie Zhuchun: ...you are really special.

The water is clear and shallow: so scary QAQ

Bie Changting: The old man doesn't understand your tricks.

Lan Yinjian next door: Tit for tat is very good, well done, come to our side for an academic exchange when you have time.

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*"Tao Te Ching" is called Yi if you don't see it, and Xi if you don't hear it.