Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

On the top of Changyang Mountain, there is a hundred-foot-tall divine martial arts quietly inserted. It is the red spirit sword forged by Yinglong Emperor Jiang Nilin, which completely kills the resurrected Yinggou.

"Dijiang - Dijiang -"

Mu Xuan completely lost his usual elegance and gentleness, and hurriedly ran over every inch of sand and gravel in Changyang Mountain, but he was always answered by a monotonous echo.

In the end, he slumped to the ground, his mind was blank, and he refused to think about that cruel word.

In the hazy sky, a wisp of thin white smoke drifted out from the Chiling Sword and landed in front of Mu Xuan.

"Dijiang!" Mu Xuan looked up happily, but what he saw was only a ray of transparent remnant soul.Di Jiang had always liked dark, narrow-sleeved dresses, but now he was wearing a plain white long-sleeved gown, with black hair hanging down, quite a bit of Mu Xuan's style.

Looking at Di Jiang's remnant soul, Mu Xuan became more and more sad. Countless words were stuck in his throat, but after a long while, he burst into anger and said: "Ying Long Di Jiang, let you show off your power, but now you have lost your life in vain. You deserve it! Are you stupid?" At the back, the voice began to choke: "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"It's not that you don't know how much you can drink in that glass of wine. If you wake up, Yinggou will have demolished your Haotian Palace." Di Jiang didn't care, as if he was saying something lightly.

Mu Xuan was choked for a while and couldn't make a sound. He blamed himself deeply in his heart, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Di Jiang: "Mu Xuan, this is the peaceful and prosperous world you want. As I said, with such a grand plan and great wish, such a country in the six realms, I, Di Jiang, will definitely fulfill your wish!"

"But I never thought of paying the price of losing you." Mu Xuan stretched out his hand to touch Di Jiang's face, but his fingers passed through the transparent body, there was no sense of touch, no temperature, only the cold wind Passing through the five fingers, it's so cold, it's cold from head to toe.

"If it is such a country in the Six Realms, I would rather not have it."

Di Jiang stretched out his hand to hold Mu Xuan's hand, with the same bright smile on his face as before: "Mu Xuan, don't be sad, for a long time, I will always be here to guard the Demon Realm for you."

Eight thousand seven hundred years later...

In the chaotic sky, it seems to hear a distant call: Mu Xuan, Mu Xuan...

who is calling me?

Faintly heard the voice of conversation:

"Jiuzhou Lord, the emperor has been in a coma for too long this time, he won't... fall into the deep sleep of God?"

"The time of his deep sleep this time is indeed a bit beyond my expectation. Does he still go to the Demon Realm often?"

"Because of the serious illness of the body, the number of people going there has decreased in recent years."

"That's okay, the demonic evil spirit is hot, and the five turbid evil spirits are encroaching on his spiritual energy even more. In the past, I often persuaded him, but he never listened to me. There is really no question about what he decides. place."

"In the past, the emperor's friendship with the God of Dijiang, you also know that Dijiang sacrificed the sword with the primordial spirit, beheaded and won the hook, and sealed the demon realm. The emperor felt that he owed Dijiang even more. For so long, I don’t know how long he will torture himself.”

Beichen: "..."

There was a moment of silence, relatively speechless, presumably both of them felt very helpless against the stubbornness of the Heavenly Emperor.

"Chuchen, fortunately, you are always by his side to take care of him."

"Chuchen is terrified. This is Chuchen's job. Kyushu Jun praised him. It's just that my spiritual power is low, and I can't share half of the pain of the five turbid evil spirits for him."

"Everything is destiny, Chuchen, you go out first, I will heal his wounds."

Bei Chen pushed a pill into Mu Xuan's mouth, his lips were extremely pale at the moment, the redness faded away, leaving only pale white and slightly blue.

With his slender fingers, he unbuttoned the moon-white robe on Mu Xuan's upper body, revealing his firm, smooth but pale skin, and even more revealing the hideous black lines on his skin, which had spread to Mu Xuan's collarbone. Bei Chen's fingers froze slightly, I'm afraid that when Mu Xuan falls into a deep sleep next time, he won't be able to resist the encroachment of the five turbid evil spirits, and he will become a demon if he doesn't die.

Your choice is exactly the same as his back then!Even if you don't know the secrets of the Pure World Buddha Lamp, your choice is still the same way, and I can't call you back when I pass you through this life.

Beichen sighed helplessly, and slowly passed his own spiritual power into Mu Xuan's body through the spiritual platform between his foreheads. He is the Holy Commander of the Heaven Realm. bitter.

Mu Xuan's slightly frowned eyebrows gradually calmed down, and the power of the five turbid evil spirits between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger. Even the spirit energy he recovered through deep sleep could not resist the pain of encroachment.

His consciousness gradually cleared up, his long eyelashes fanned lightly, and he slowly opened his star pupils.His pupils are extremely beautiful, sparkling with light, like stars falling in the pupils of the Milky Way.

Mu Xuan saw the person in front of him clearly. He was dressed in a deep purple robe, and his hair was as silver as the snow on the top of the mountain, and the brightness of the silver moon. After sleeping for too long, his voice was a little hoarse: "Beichen..."

Beichen's eyes lit up, and he was a little happy: "Mu Xuan, you're awake, you've been sleeping for longer and longer, it's been 300 years since you woke up last time."

Mu Xuan's face was still pale and frightening. He sat up and slowly covered his neckline: "Really, I think it's the same as a normal night, but I didn't expect it to be so long."

Seeing Beichen's slightly tired face, he knew that he had expended a lot of spiritual energy to relieve the pain of the five turbid evil spirits, and sighed: "You and I both know that the end will be decided sooner or later, but it's just a matter of time, so why waste it?" Lingyuan will continue my life, I... will not accept your kindness."

Beichen smiled wryly and said, "I never thought of asking you for anything in return, Mu Xuan, I have held the Destiny Astrolabe for 10 years, and I can see the past, present, and future in my eyes, and play time and space, birth and death, and reincarnation in my palm. Fate, three thousand mortals, life and death, endless cycle."

Mu Xuan frowned slightly, he really didn't want to hear Bei Chen repeat the same old tune just after waking up, he didn't like it.

Bei Chen continued his earnest words: "The spiritual power in this world is limited, resources are limited, and natural selection can only be solved by killing and cutting down to balance the spiritual energy of this world. The war between gods and demons is inevitable. Why are you so obsessed with it?" , You must use your own body to absorb and purify the five turbid evil spirits in the world, and sacrifice to the world."

He didn't want to see such a scene like Shura's hell in the battle between gods and demons ten thousand years ago. He didn't want to see it again.

"Emperor Fuxi sacrificed his body and returned to heaven and earth. He transformed his flesh into all things in chaos, and his soul and primordial spirit into chaos aura. Since I have taken the position of emperor of heaven, I have assumed the responsibility of emperor of heaven. There is a way in the world. Dao is martyred, the way of heaven is merciless, martyrdom with the body.

Whether you say I am obsessed or not able to understand the laws of heaven, this is my choice. "Because of his frail body, although Mu Xuan's voice was weak, every word could not be refuted.

"Mu Xuan," Bei Chen considered his choice of words, "Is it worth it?"

"Why is it worth it?" Mu Xuan paced to the window, the hibiscus was blooming brilliantly, and the golden light of the morning sun enveloped the colorful colors, and the flourishing and splendor of life comforted the dry heart in this quiet time.

"I've been walking the long road to God for ten thousand years, and I'm already extremely sleepy. If I didn't still have this original intention, I don't know what the meaning of such an endless life is..."

"The Buddhism of Mount Sumeru has no birth and no death, transcends cause and effect, jumps out of the six realms, and is not in the five elements. Doesn't Mu Xuan want to prove the Hunyuan, the unity of heaven and man?" Bei Chen still did not give up.

Mu Xuan's eyes peeked through the heavy clouds in the sky, and there was a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It is said that all sentient beings are obsessed with themselves as things, and to cross others, cross yourself first. But if you don't cross all living beings, how can you cross yourself? Xu and I After all, Mishan has a shallow relationship, such a law of heaven, it doesn't matter if you don't practice it."

Mu Xuan's ink-like black hair was scattered on the moon-white robe, and he simply pulled it in a low bun, with a Yunxiu white jade hairpin on his hairpin. Still exuding a cold and alienated air.

Beichen felt that he and himself were always separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Stretching out his hand, wanting to touch Mu Xuan's shoulder, he didn't like the feeling of alienation.

"Mu Xuan..."

Mu Xuan's voice was a little chilly: "Beichen, you are the only ancient god still existing in the six worlds. In these tens of thousands of years, the vast number of creatures in the six worlds are just the dust of the world of mortals in your eyes? You Is your heart really so indifferent?"

Beichen's raised hand was fixed in mid-air, and finally fell down disappointed. For thousands of years, every time he persuaded him, he was never moved.

Mu Xuan was very close to him when he was young, and he would often take the little Mu Xuan to go fishing in the lower realm. Mu Xuan would open his eyes wide and be full of surprise: "Master, why is your hook straight? Can you catch so many fish?"

"Beichen fishes, and those who wish to take the bait. The secret, you will know when you grow up."

When a basket full of fish is full, Bei Chen usually throws most of it back into the water, leaving only one tail. Mu Xuan likes to eat fish, and when a fish is eaten clean, only one complete fish bone remains.

Then he raised his head and smiled at Bei Chen with great satisfaction: "The fish cooked by the master is really delicious!" Such a warm and bright smile, such a tender and soft voice, is enough to melt everything in the world.

He is very poor at cooking and can't do anything, so Yinyuan's talent is mediocre, and he will be recruited under the sect. The only thing he values ​​is his earth-shattering cooking skills. Life is too boring, and it's good to satisfy your appetite .

However, he can only steam fish.

It's just that those days will never come back, and he will no longer be Mu Xuan's master, and Mu Xuan never asked him why "Beichen fishes, and those who wish to take the bait" are separated by layers and layers. alienation.

Mu Xuan turned around and stared at Bei Chen, his pupils like ink were filled with the meaning of frost: "Then why do you waste your spiritual power on me? I am just a speck of dust in the six realms, after all It will disappear into the time and space of this world of mortals."

How can you be dust in my heart?

Mu Xuan's words were like knives, and Bei Chen curled up his hands in his sleeves, trying to calm the pain engraved on his heart by the blade.

It's just that Bei Chen couldn't say this sentence in the past, but now he wants to say it but can't say it.

Seeing that he was just silent, Mu Xuan finally restrained his sharpness, lowered his eyes and turned his back, "Forget it, we have different ways after all."