Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Those who should have won have won, and those who should have been beaten have been beaten. Xuan and Peak Master suddenly felt refreshed and elated.

People, after being refreshed and elated, naturally there is no shortage of free time to care about others.

For example, Xuanhe Peak Master now has great sympathy for Ren Linliu who is still shuttling through the thunderstorm:

"Master, heck, I didn't say that, we finished the fight with the two bald donkeys, and even beat them quite a bit, why are you still being struck by lightning?"

Is there something wrong with this Thunder Sword Master?

Dabai let out a laughing sound of gloating: "Quack quack quack."

God has eyes, and there are other geese outside with it behind his back, and he deserves to be struck by thunder.

After finishing speaking, it flapped its wings and stretched its neck, lest it didn't watch this wonderful scene carefully enough to relieve its hatred.

Xuanhe Peak Master thought it was the big white goose who could not see Ren Linliu being struck by lightning, and wanted to rush out of her arms.

Immediately, his face turned pale with shock, and he quickly grabbed Dabai's neck fiercely: "No! Dabai, you can't go! How can I explain to Master after you go!"

When Ren Linliu heard it at first, the depression in his heart was swept away, and he was moved: "It's Dabai who cares about me most."

At the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Dabai must not know that he has raised many other geese in the village.

Ren Linliu was both relaxed and ashamed.

Dabai treats himself so wholeheartedly, and after this matter is over, he must go to some Beiming or Donghai, catch a few kun fish to boil oil, and give Dabai a good patten.

Dabai was pinched by Xuanhe Peak Master's most vulnerable neck, and seeing that he was so misunderstood, he immediately screamed a few times in anger, and the tip of his wings almost brushed Xuanhe Peak Master's cheek.

It's not, it's not, don't talk nonsense!

Xuan and the peak master hugged each other even tighter, saying earnestly: "I can't understand, listen to me, I can't."

Ren Linliu was even more moved: "In this world, there is no one who cares more about me than Dabai."

Head of Xuanshan: "..."

Fine.

Dabai: "..."

It was so angry that its eyes as round as black beans couldn't help turning upside down, and it couldn't even wave its wings.

"This Thunder..."

Master Xuanhe frowned, because the sword was closely related to the secret realm of Ziwei, neither Ren Linliu nor others dared to strike back indiscriminately.

This didn't stop Xuan and the peak master from complaining: "Really stubborn, most of the bald donkeys are dead, and Lei Ting is still hacking here, I don't know what kind of bad temper the sword master has."

As the saying goes, full of warmth and lust.

These words are not bad for Xuan and Peak Master.

When she is free, she has time to think wildly:

"I remember that Abbot Jiekong had a past of grievances and entanglements with the previous Demon Lord, and it was this past that made him hate him because of love, and vowed to destroy the Demonic Way in exchange for the previous Demon Lord's respect .”

Even though he was seriously injured, with more energy than strength, Monk Bukong still glanced at Abbot Jiekong with a stern look, and the intention to clean up the master's school was revealed from the corners of his brows and eyes.

Abbot Jiekong: "..."

No... not like that.

Could it be that he, the majestic head of Liudao Temple, can't even hope for a dignified and decent death?

Man, living is really difficult.

It's really hard for people to die.

After all, I blame this ugly and dirty world.

This ugly and filthy human source, not only does not feel guilty and introspective, but the more he speaks, the more cheerful he is, intending to make the world even more ugly and filthy:

"This sword and the secret realm seem to be one. It seems that the sword owner is also from the time when the Ziwei secret realm was born, and it happens to be the same time as the little novice senior from Liudao Temple."

It's all empty and not empty, and the back is all cool.

Xuanhe Peak Master: "The sword must inherit the will of the sword master. This sword is so partial to help Liudao Temple. Could it be that there was a touching and tearful relationship with that senior, like Jiekong and the previous Demon Lord? Killing love?"

Jiang Yunya agreed: "Xuanhe makes sense."

The dean sighed softly: "The word love has misled people to this point. It is clearly a personal relationship, but it almost caused people to die. It is really pitiful and hateful."

Abbot Wuchen's ominous premonition climbed to the top.

Let him shut up with a strong desire to survive, and listen quietly without saying a word.

Abbot Jiekong: "..."

All right, although he and the little novice had bullied the master and eliminated the old grudges first, and cleared up the family's new grudges later.

But at this moment, they are both fallen people in the world.

Monk Bukong: "..."

He listened to Xuan and Peak Master's reasons, and the more he listened, the more desperate he became. At the end, he simply closed his eyes, not wanting to see the face of Xuan and Peak Master dangling in front of him.

This will only bring painful memories, and the fearful truth that we dare not think about.

Ren Linliu: "..."

Although he still doesn't quite understand what is the relationship between the Demon Lord and this sword.

But Ah Wei, you open your mouth to talk about the sword master and the little novice, so lifelike, and you are really not afraid of the sun and the moon shining on the wall.

If the same family kills each other, it will be better for oneself.

As a heaven-moving good master with a bowl of water, he should hold Dabai next to him and watch.

******

When Po Jun rushed to the top of the main peak of Upside-Down Sword Mountain, the sword cultivator on the platform fell sideways, and the sword energy carved deep interlaced ravines on the smooth tofu-like masonry surface.

Yin Changyan stood on one side with his sword in his arms, his expression was rather sluggish, with despair written all over his face.

Just when Po Jun was wondering what kind of situation this was, he saw Gu Chi's pen on the other side. It was the exact opposite of Yin Changyan, with a high-spirited look on his face, and his originally clear and elegant eyebrows and eyes were also stained with this look, making them bright and compelling. stand up.

The corners of her crow blue gown were slightly frayed, and the palace wall red skirt was also folded and crimped a few times, but it did not damage Gu Chibi's flying demeanor at all.

Jiang Suwen at the side gave her a hand, unless she couldn't recognize the face, she would never point east or west.

Huai Shuangjian and Yin Changyan's movements are surprisingly consistent, standing with her sword in her arms, she is much more restrained than Yin Changyan, but she still has a vague sense of helplessness.

So Po Jun couldn't figure out how it happened.

He thought for a while and asked, "Am I late?"

"It's late."

Citing Changyan lazily and listlessly: "Everything that should be fought is over, and what should be passed on will soon be passed on."

Probably because he deeply felt that life was hopeless, Yin Changyan could put aside his awe of the Pojun envoy and his embarrassment towards Jingyue at this moment, and face Pojun head-on with an unrestrained attitude.

Po Jun listened carefully.

Relying on his Mahayana ear, he heard some words in Gu Chi's impassioned words, such as "Lord of the Hanging Mountain", "Lord of the Seven Regions", "Good intentions", "Helpless", and "Don't do it".

With his Mahayana hearing ability, he saw the disciple opposite Gu Chibi with a bruised nose, swollen face, and bulging cheeks.

That's it, Po Jun can still feel his broken emotions from his distorted face, and his tearful cry of despair:

"Yes, yes, I understand. The Mountain Lord is doing everything for our own good. When the Mountain Lord comes back, I will ask myself to go to the closed door for 100 years. Senior, you don't need to waste your time with me."

For the first time, the disciple felt that the air in the confinement room was so fresh, and the environment seemed like heaven.

At least he no longer has to endure the mental pollution of the head of the Dazheng Academy, who can't be beaten and can't be convinced anymore.

The disciple was in a trance.

Their sword cultivators should have focused on practicing swords.

What gave him the courage to join this mess, what made him suffer inhuman torture?

Breaking the military:"……"

He understood everything.

He sympathized with Ci Changyan and said, "Brother, it's not easy for you."

Be patient with your friends and make up your master's love story passionately here.

Yin Changyan: "It's not like that."

He was disheartened and lost all thoughts: "Master asked me to go back to the front of the Hanging Sword Mountain and hand over the Congkui Sword to me, saying that there are rumormongers, you can kill them with one sword."

Po Jun was slightly startled: "So you are going to behead the head of the Dazheng Academy now?"

Seems a little not quite enough bro.

Yin Changyan: "No, that's not the case."

He gestured to the Cong Kui sword that was still nailed to the high branch of the pine tree: "I just want to hang myself and Cong Kui sword on the pine tree now. I don't know if my master will calm down when he sees me hanging the southeast branch by myself."

He was so miserable that he aroused Po Jun's sympathy and compassion, and Po Jun suddenly felt a sense of sympathy and sympathy for each other:

"To be honest, I have a friend who is currently in the abyss, and his life and death are uncertain."

"If he is dead, I will prepare a grand funeral for him and clean up the mess; if he is alive, I will definitely be ridiculed by him, and I will continue to clean up the mess under his cold voice and shadow."

It was so miserable that Yin Changyan felt pity for each other and looked at each other with tears in his eyes.

At that moment, countless times passed, as if the familiar mirror moon had returned to him.

He hesitated to speak: "Pojunshi, that...have you noticed, it seems that every time we meet——"

All of them are miserable.

If you can, don't want to meet.

Breaking the military:"……"

He was probably also reminded of the past that he didn't want to recall, and his expression was complicated: "It's miserable, I still want to go to the abyss, as long as you six sects of immortality are fine."

Yin Changyan pondered for a moment, and said firmly: "The misery is misery, I still want to go to the Demon Realm."

In order for his master to see him go back and forth and worry about the world, he will calm down and keep his apprentice under the sword.

"..."

Gu Chibi watched the two of them go away and was speechless for a while, not even bothering to make up a story:

"It's not that I said that Yin Changyan was afraid that his master would hear the rumors about Daoxuan Jianshan when he came back, and he would clean up the house in a fit of anger. Would the master of Daoxuan Mountain be very happy when he heard that his disciple and the Pojun Envoy ran away together?"

Huai Shuangjian's voice was cold, but there was a trace of pity: "I will be more angry."

Will really clear the door.

Jiang Su asked hesitantly: "That, the person who ran away with the Pojun envoy—"

Huai Shuangjian denied it immediately: "It's not me."

"It's not me." Gu Chibi sighed and picked up his pen, "For the sake of a friend, no matter how much I hate iron, I always have to help him."

******

Shu Yao walked in the illusion for a long time.

The world in the illusion is divided into two ways of immortals and demons, the immortal way is guarded by six sects, and the demon way is divided into Tian Xing Gu Sha, which is surprisingly similar to the world he lives in.

There are also differences.

Shu Yao went to the fairy road and climbed the gate of Xuanshan Mountain. Compared with the world formed by the illusion, he is just a random passer-by. Others can't see his appearance or hear his voice.

It just happened to be convenient for Shu Yao to enter Xuanshan as if entering a land without people.

He also climbed the Xuanmiao Peak.

It is still the familiar natural scene of going straight into the sky, the highest in the world, but there is no luxuriant vegetation, flowing springs and green bamboos.

They still call Xuanmiao Peak Master Dao Zun, but they are no longer Shu Yao's familiar and beloved person.

The woman they called was dressed in white and had a sword. She had a beautiful face and a cold expression. She was the face of Xuanhe Peak Master, but she was not as brisk and easy as she should be.

What about Wei Heng?

Shu Yao searched all over Xuanshan, but there was no trace of Wei Heng.

The master of Xuanhe Peak, the head of Xuanshan Mountain, Huaishuangjian, Linyunhe, everyone he knows is complete, even the big white goose is full of air.

Only Wei Heng was missing.

Shu Yao stepped on the six sects one by one.

Liudao Temple is still hidden from the world, and the heads of the other sects are the same as he knows.

Shu Yao went round and round, and finally came to the magic way.

As soon as he entered the Demon Realm, he unconsciously raised his eyebrows.

There is no other reason, it is because the evil spirit in the demonic way is too heavy, and the demonic species can be seen everywhere——

It's definitely not the magic way that Shu Yao experienced.

Even more than two hundred years ago, when Gu Sha was in power, it was not as terrifying as this.

Shu Yao went to the magic palace.

He saw Rang Xuetian who was really gentle and clear, Qisha who looked cold but hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and Pojun who was romantic and consistent--

I also saw myself.

In the picture, the Greedy Wolf Envoy in red clothes and fine clothes is not cold and arrogant.

He is like the clouds reflected in the water of the Chengjiang River, gushing out like a splash of cinnabar.

They are vivid and full of blood, those pale and weak fairy beauties on paper, although they are exquisite and perfect, they will never match his charm.

Shu Yao was stunned.

What was reflected in the illusion should be something that happened a hundred years ago.

At that time, he lived a simple and pure life, love was love, and hate was hate.

It can also be said that he lived with arrogance and arrogance, so arrogant that he thought that everything in the world was under the edge of his sword and could be settled one by one.

"I don't agree with that."

Shu Yao raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"You said that since you are an illusion, attacking the weakness of people's hearts, you should work hard. For example, your brother, the illusion, knew that I was caught in the affair with Ah Heng, so he grasped the weakness in my heart."

Cold voice: "???"

Shu Yao: "You said that you deliberately let Ah Heng show up and disappear, and you also wanted to stimulate me with memories from a hundred years ago. How can you accomplish anything with one mind and two purposes?"

Cold voice: "..."

Sure enough, it's been too long since I saw him, and I forgot what kind of dead virtue my master is.

Live it again, the dead virtue is still the dead virtue, nothing changes.

After learning from the painful experience, it decided not to hurt each other with Shu Yao anymore. With the sword shining brightly, it just speeded up the progress of the illusion!

Qi killed into Gusha.

Familiar reason, a teacher like a bottomless pit.

Let Xuetian also enter Gusha.

The reason this time is different.

This time there is no so-called Heavenly Punishment Meridian, Heavenly Punishment Thunder.

The heaven and earth are divided into Yin and Yang, and the solitary evil spirits belonging to the Taiyin category are very powerful. The natural law is already full of holes.

Abbot You Jiekong's instigation was comparable to a pyramid scheme, the way of heaven had not collapsed, so Xuetian's mentality collapsed first.

As soon as it collapses, it enters Gusha.

The corner of Shu Yao's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "You really understand Ren Xuetian's fragile and sensitive crystal glass heart very well."

Originally, the power of Gusha in the magic way was already very strong, and with the addition of Xue Tian and Qisha, it seemed to be a magic way of Gusha's lineage.

Shu Yao watched helplessly as he broke with Seven Kills and Rang Xuetian in the illusion.

He still killed thousands of steps of the Demon Palace with blood, but this time Xuetian didn't feign death.

That's right, Shu Yao laughed at himself, without the sun and the moon shining on the wall to frighten the world, naturally there is no need to feign death to escape.

Fortunately, he still escaped and fell into the snow and ice on the top of Kunyi Mountain.

Shu Yao's heart throbbed suddenly.

He looked up, the sky was gray, only a line of white clouds crowded at the end of the sky, the pure white color seemed to be a ray of light piercing the night.

That is where the way of heaven is.

Shu Yao raised his hand, his hand was covered with ice and snow, and it hurt to the bone.

He looked left and right, but he disappeared in the illusion.

Finally, Shu Yao lowered his head and saw that his clothes were stained with blood, and he was seriously injured.

He substituted his own perspective in the illusion.

What Shu Yao sees is what Shu Yao sees in the illusion, what he feels is what he feels, and what he does is what he does.

Shu Yao experienced all the changes in his mood, joys and sorrows in the illusion, but he was powerless to intervene, like a marionette who was at the mercy of others and appeared on the stage.

Shu Yao suddenly had an inexplicable and unreasonable idea in his mind.

That idea is ridiculous.

That thought is also true.

Without any reason, he thought firmly:

This is myself.

I have lived like this.

After going through a lot, he returned to that magic palace, and the blood gushed out from the sword, from the first step to the last step, never stopped.

He killed Jean Xuetian.

Ask Xuetian to ask Shu Yao before he dies, do you not hate Heaven?

Rang Xuetian should hate heaven.

Shu Yao thought.

In the beginning, Xuetian also really thought about the peace of the world. Although the second grader was a little more passionate, it was much better than the same second grader's idea of ​​destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

But God won't let him do that.

The way of heaven is to balance yin and yang.

Heaven doesn't want Gu Sha to be extinct.

So let the signs of Xuetian's second-year secondary school burn fiercely, thinking that he should just do one thing and keep doing it, which is against the law of heaven.

It's a pity that life is like a play.

He hated too much, after all, he harmed himself and fell into Gusha.

Shu Yao can understand Ren Xuetian.

But he himself just nodded slightly, and said indifferently: "The way of heaven never harmed me, nor killed me."

"Compared to Heaven, I believe in myself more."

This time Shu Yao did not meet Wei Heng.

Like a tired wanderer, he did not meet the only warm fire in the ice and snow, so he had to assimilate with it, which became colder and harder.

Like ice that never melts.

So he didn't talk nonsense about his subjective initiative, and he didn't even bother to sneer. He just closed his eyes tiredly after killing Rang Xuetian.

Shu Yao ascended to the position of the supreme demon, and began to crusade against Gusha's lineage.

The louder the complaints, the more ominous the signs of the sky, and the harsher the cold voices and silent shadows.

He practiced the ruthless way, until the end, the seven emotions were frozen, and the six desires disappeared.

In the end, there were frequent earthquakes, continuous tsunamis, short days and long nights, and everyone in the world was in panic, saying that the collapse of heaven was imminent.

Shu Yao's emotion that had been immobile for thousands of years was also touched.

With a cold voice and silent shadow, he went to Liudao Temple to find nothing.

Shu Yao cut to the chase, and asked directly: "You did something wrong with Xuetian?"

Jie Kong also admitted it straightforwardly: "I did it."

Shu Yao asked, "Why?"

Jie Kong: "I want to exterminate the way of demons."

Shu Yao nodded. He thought about it, he had been on the throne for a hundred years, and the lonely ghost died. The punishment of the heavens is not much. If you round it up, it can be said that the goal of being empty has been achieved.

He asked again: "The way of evil is dead, Yin and Yang are out of balance, and the way of heaven is about to collapse in front of your eyes. Do you want to take the whole world to be buried with you for your kindness?"

His words are very meaningful, enough to make people feel breathless.

Passing through Shu Yao's mouth, it seemed as if he was asking, "Have you eaten today?"

At this time, Shu Yao would not be bald because of Jiekong's hypocrisy, disgusting face, and anger.

When Shu Yao asked this question, it was just a simple question, just a casual sentence.

Jie Kong said: "There is a Demon Venerable, so don't worry."

Shu Yao pondered for a while, and agreed, "You're right."

He drew out his sword and killed Jie Kong.

Jie Kong's bright red blood splashed on the cold sound of Ji Ying's sword, and the temperature was scorching hot.

Shu Yao's heart was so cold that it couldn't bear the slightest wave.

He knows what he is going to do.

Shu Yao has been able to ascend to immortality.

But if he chooses to cross ten thousand years and kill Gu Sha, not to mention his immortal journey, even his life and soul will also perish the world and disappear in smoke.

Shu Yao is fine.

In fact, ascending to immortality and killing Gu Sha have the same meaning to him.

I don't feel excited and looking forward to it, and I can't even taste the meaning of it.

It's just that it is optional to ascend to immortality, and it is necessary to kill Gusha.

This time, the world and the seven kills let Xue Tian, ​​I can be regarded as worthy of it.

Shu Yao thought.

I hope to live again so that the two of them can live a good life, and don't act like a sad two-year-old boy again.

Without Gu Sha, Xue Tian should be able to achieve the clarity he wanted.

Seven kills doesn't have to tangle repeatedly between his sects.

As for breaking the army, it is better, there is no need to see off one friend after another, and there is no need to be in a dilemma because of the rivalry between friends, and the mind is broken.

It can also escape the nightmare shrouded in cold voices and silent shadows.

Blood spilled out of the blade again.

Only this time, the blood of its own master was stained on the frightening cold voice and silent shadow that had killed countless people.

Open the way with the fairy road, and use the cultivation base as a sacrifice.

Shu Yao spanned ten thousand years, and the thunder that turned into a mighty light illuminated the entire sky.

After 81 days in September, a new star was slowly born in the sky, surrounded by stars, as blazing as the sun, looking at its appearance, it seems to be Ziwei star without a doubt.

The crape myrtle secret realm under the ground burst open, and the moment the cold sound and silent shadow first opened the gap, the sword tail plunged into the deepest part of the secret realm like a shooting star.

In the world ten thousand years later, the still-young second son of the Shu family opened his eyes in a daze, and the memory in the back of his head stayed in a camp battle in the sword three, wondering what an unknown world was waiting for him.

In that world, there was somewhere waiting for him to grow up and inherit the position of Master of the Heavenly Punishment Meridian, and there was the Thunder of Heavenly Punishment.

Shu Yao finally broke free from the shackles.

He stood there silently for a long time, watching Ziwei Star's first birth, surrounded by hundreds of officials, its majesty and brilliance seemed to be the round of hope that everyone in the world would be looking for ten thousand years later.

Because of the freezing of the seven emotions, the suffocation that is almost impossible to breathe in the chest is still lingering.

Shu Yao raised his head to look at Ziwei Xing, and was stung by its brilliance and shed a tear.

The divine light came suddenly, like enlightenment, everything was enlightened, and the past and present lives were clearly visible in the eyes.

"That's not an illusion."

Shu Yao murmured, "It was my last life."

"It's been two lifetimes, why are you still living in such misery as a middle-aged boy?"

"I really can't think of the reasons for your two lives to be lonely. One is more outrageous than the other. Is your heart the heart of a girl in Huaichun? Can't stand a little trouble?"

The anger gradually burned away the frozen state of mind in the illusion.

Shu Yao opened his hand.

The cold voice outside the illusion knew what he was thinking and was very caring. He sent the cold voice that Shu Yao was used to in this life from the restraint place to the air, piercing the wind.

Shu Yao held Han Sheng Ji Ying, curled his five fingers, and clasped the hilt tightly.

"I don't regret killing you, because you really deserve to die."

In the past and present lives, the three of them owed nothing to each other, so they were even.

"But it's all empty, and it's time to die."