Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

In many rumors of later generations, the origin of Tianxiu Shangxian Xiao Fuxuan is always very mysterious. He seems to have appeared in this world out of thin air, without father or mother, without family or sect, without love and desire.

These rumors are actually true.

His soul is attached to too many bodies.

Everyone is him, and no one is him.

At the same time, he watched the impermanence and joys, sorrows and joys of different bodies. He was both an authority and a bystander.All the blazing emotions of ordinary people are always indifferent here, just like the vast unprovoked sea, even if there is a sudden storm in a certain place, the entire sea is still calm.

Really heartless.

Until one day, different bodies met the same person, and the split emotions became complete at that moment.

It was like a silent undead suddenly opened its eyes.

Every time one of Jingguan's chaotic threads is broken, and every time those bodies are destroyed, the shattered soul will leave.

After cutting the chaotic lines, there is Xiao Fuxuan in the world.

When the last bit of fragment came out of his body, he was mixed among the tens of thousands of dead souls in Jingguan, looked back at that person, and asked "Who are you?"But there were too many death sounds, and he was drowned in them, and the other party didn't hear them.

It was not until he was summoned to become an immortal, and after three years in the immortal capital, he finally heard from other people that there is a person in the immortal capital, who always wears a silver silk mask whenever he receives an edict to go to the world to do business.

He was about to leave with his sword in hand, but he stopped when he heard the words, which made the fairy envoys think that he had said something wrong.

He remembered the other party's name—Ling Wang, who was given the word "Zhao" by heaven.

Everyone in Xiandu is often curious about what the King Ling is going to do every time he receives an imperial edict and descends to the human world.And he has not yet met the Spirit King, he is the only one who knows, just because he has seen——

King Ling always went back to the past to cut the line when receiving Tianzhao, so it was strange that the former Xiao Fuxuan had seen the later Wu Xingxue.

Later, he could always hear that name, Lingwang, Lingwang, Lingwang.The Lingtai will mention it, the fairy envoy will mention it, the Ritual Pavilion will mention it, and even the immortals you meet occasionally will mention it.

He passed by with a sword in his hand, his expression was indifferent and he kept walking, but he always listened to those words in his ears.

They said that the spirit king is not always in the fairy capital, and the spirit king often goes down to the human world.

He suddenly realized that the person who came to Beijing with a mask was a deep entanglement to him.But to the other party, he is just a part of the countless messy lines that have been cut, and he is no different from anyone else, and he will not even leave any impression.

The moment he realized it, a very subtle emotion flashed in his heart.

He often had this subtle emotion later, always because of the same person.Doesn't show through most of the time, covers well.There are also times when I will be seen by that person, and then I will laugh at the convenience, with a hint of slyness in my life, and ask him as if I have caught something: "Is Master Tianxiu unhappy?"

That kind of sly smile is rarely shown in front of other people, so he will be in a good mood again.But in order to make the other party proud longer, he will let the "unhappiness" show for a longer time.

For a long time he had hoped that someone would suddenly realize that he had missed some of the original entanglement, that they had actually met earlier.

In his vision, that scene always happens when sitting in the spring breeze or under the south window, on the top of the roof or by the window, when there is wine or flowers falling, peace or comfort.

The expression of that certain person will most likely be surprised, stunned and a little bit annoyed, and then he will promise some so-called "repentance"...

But he never thought that it would be in a scene like today.

He glanced at Wu Xingxue's pale and tightly clenched fingers, looked into those eyes, and remembered the figure of King Ling standing silently in Jingguan with a sword in his hand...Suddenly he didn't want the other party to know.

He rubbed the corners of the other party's tightly pursed lips with his thumb, and transmitted the sound through his strength: "Who do you remember?"

He was fortunate that at this time he could perceive what Wu Xingxue was thinking, but the other party could only hear what he intentionally passed on.

He heard Wu Xingxue say: "Many people... I have killed and watched them die, I remember..."

I remember all of them.

He thought to himself, and then heard himself say, "That's not me."

"really?"

"Well, really."

Tianxiu doesn't speak falsehoods, but always makes exceptions for the same person.

***

Wu Xingxue kept staring into Xiao Fuxuan's eyes, and slowly felt soreness in her knuckles.Only then did he realize how hard he had just grasped.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, Xiao Fuxuan is not one of them...

The blood on Wu Xingxue's fingers came back a little, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little worried, and asked, "Then where were you then?"

He thought about it carefully, and said again: "I remember that there were no other living people watching in Beijing at that time..."

Xiao Fuxuan: "Not a living person."

Wu Xingxue was taken aback: "What is that?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "I am what is in Jingguan."

Wu Xingxue subconsciously thought of those dead people. It is true that Jingguan buried people in the battlefield, but...

Before he could think too much, Xiao Fuxuan said again: "I don't know why my soul wandered there, but what you did at that time liberated some dead souls."

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment: "Relieved?"

"Um."

For a long time, whenever he thought of Jingguan, he would fall into a long silence.That was the reaction that Luohuashan City's excitement and human language could not change, until this moment finally changed...

He was surrounded by Xiao Fuxuan's vigor, and heard the other party's voice say softly: "You saved many people."

He blinked lightly.

I have saved many people...

"You have liberated many people, and I am one of them." Xiao Fuxuan said, "I also said a word to you."

Wu Xingxue replied in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Fuxuan said: "You probably don't remember, I asked you 'Who are you' before I left."

Wu Xingxue was stunned for a moment, then said softly, "I remember."

He really remembered that although the voice was too vague, drowned in too many shrill screams and cries of the dead, he did remember someone asking him "Who are you?"

This sentence, which was more vague than anything else, suddenly became the clearest confirmation at this moment.

The moment Wu Xingxue heard this sentence, she calmed down.

I used to think of those silent and quiet moments when I was in Beijing, but at this moment hundreds of years later, just because of a few words from one person, it has become less difficult...

"Xiao Fuxuan."

He suddenly wanted to call the other party's name, and he did.

But before he could continue to speak, the entire Feng family tower shook violently a few times, the movement was so loud that it was almost unsteady.

Ning Huaishan was caught off guard, staggered two steps, and was about to bump into his own city lord.

"Oh, my time—" He was startled, but unable to stop the momentum, he simply closed his eyes and said that he would die if he died.As a result, he felt a head-on blow from the wind, hitting his nose like a wall.

He slapped against the wall of the wind, opened one eye, and saw that he was only half a step away from the city lord, but he couldn't get an inch.

And Tianxiu glanced at him blankly.

Ning Huaishan: "?"

Tianxiu's hand was still next to the city lord's face.

Ning Huaishan: "???"

He said "what's wrong with this tower" stuck in his throat, and swallowed it back after a while.Then he supported the wind wall and silently took two steps back.

As a result, the tower shook a few more times, and Ning Huaishan stuck it back with a "snap".

"I……"

He swallowed hard, and finally couldn't help shouting in the wind: "Is this tower going to collapse completely?!"

At first, Wu Xingxue also thought that the tower was about to fall and the secret place of the Feng family was about to be broken.

However, when the scene in front of him became confused for a moment, he suddenly realized something was wrong!It's not about towers and secret places.

"It's the whole past." Xiao Fuxuan frowned.

Upon hearing this sentence, Wu Xingxue also realized: it is the chaotic line caused by the head of the Feng family that is disappearing, which is why the scene is chaotic.

He didn't know if he, as a demon, still had the ability to set things right in the past as the Spirit King. Even if he had, it would be very wrong, because he hadn't done anything yet.

Will the chaos line collapse on its own?

Wu Xingxue thought to himself, it's impossible, otherwise what would he want the Lingwang to do.

Then there is only one answer——

This chaotic line itself did not collapse, the current change is that the scenes at different times began to be disordered.This line "want" to expel them, and "wanted" to let them leave here and return to the present world before they were cut off.

And the line does not "think", only people do.

Someone didn't want the line to be ruined, so some arrangements and hands and feet were left, and if touched, they would sweep the intruder out and hide themselves again.

Wu Xingxue was also puzzled before: Why didn't he cut it off directly when he came to this line hundreds of years ago and appeared in Luohuashan City and the Feng family.

At this moment, he finally understood...

I am afraid that I also encountered a similar situation back then.

As if confirming his idea...

Just after the interrogation ended, Xiao Fuxuan's sword with the word "free" was still buzzing, and the soul of the head of the Feng family was still trembling.The light in Feng Huiming's eyes was slowly extinguishing, thousands of dead souls who had been underground for a long time were breaking free from the confinement screaming, and the two black coffins were also rattling.

Everything was continuing, but Wu Xingxue felt a sudden blur in front of his eyes.

At that moment, a burst of unbearable pain suddenly hit him, as if there were two forces holding him, each holding on to one side, and then tearing violently.

The moment this severe pain appeared, he actually felt a sense of déjà vu.Immediately afterwards, he realized that it was the pain that would arise when the past and the present world saw each other back and forth.

He often felt this way when he was still the Spirit King, but at that time he was able to move freely between the chaotic line and the present world, even if he felt uncomfortable, it was only a momentary matter, so he didn't need to care about it at all.

But this time was different, this time was long and repeated, and it was really difficult.

He laughed at himself, thinking that it would be better to continue with the decline of the five senses, that would be cutting flesh with a blunt knife, although it is uncomfortable, it can keep a little sobriety.It's all right now, it seems like he can't stand the pain.

After all, he is a devil...

He suddenly lost consciousness in the overwhelming pain, and fell into a warm embrace at the moment of darkness.

Volume [-]: Night City