Longevity: The Flawless Dream

The villagers said that they wanted to dedicate the treasures of the town and village to their benefactors to show their gratitude, but who would have thought that the two benefactors would both disappear by mistake, and they would give the whole village, men, women, old and young Startled, he quickly sent Ding Zhuang from the village to look for it.Before leaving, these strong men issued a military order to the old village head, and vowed not to return to the village until they found out the whereabouts of their benefactors!

Naturally, Lian Wuxia and Yijian Fengchan were not greedy for their treasures, but they were shocked by their unreliable style, so they had to be escorted back by this team to receive the gifts.

The treasure of the town and village is a portrait of the same height, the whole body is made of gold, the golden light is shining, the face, expression and even the folds of the clothes are clearly visible, it can be called a priceless treasure.

"This is what Li San'er brought back from his business in the Northwest half a month ago. It's full of gold, and the carving is so good that it's priceless..." The old village chief said beside him.

This... is not a statue made of gold, but a person sealed alive by gold and mercury!

Lian Wuxia stared at the golden statue.Since the first formation of her third eye, her pupils have been able to retract freely, and there will no longer be the situation of glowing in the dark like Jin Zhanzhan saw when she was young.However, at this moment, with her condensed gaze, a ray of substantive brilliance flashed through those brown pupils that usually shone with the quiet meaning of Konoha.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed.The cries of women and children splashed everywhere like boiling water and oil, and there were people fleeing for their lives everywhere.Many faces ran past in a hurry, and everyone's expressions were filled with hopeless fear.Suddenly, a shrill cry tore through the air like a sharp cone: "My lord is out on patrol, stop Tianzhu!"

Hong Yuan's palm energy of gold and silver drowned all the dying figures.

Lian Wuxia frowned, and his eyes immediately became solemn.

The Northwest Ten Chieftains is a third-class small country in the northwest of the Northern Territory. It is composed of ten chieftains, and the king of the earth is the co-lord.Although it is located in the frontier and the land is barren, there are many rare medicinal materials in the land. Merchants from all over the country often come to purchase medicinal materials. Therefore, although this country is small, its status among the countries passed by the Northwest Silk Road is not low.

This was once.

Since a certain mysterious expert known as Lord Deng went on tour, the once prosperous country has turned into a deserted city in just [-] years.There is dust piled up under the collapsed steps and roads, wild bird nests are scattered under the eaves, and foxes and rabbits run and chase past on the deserted streets.

Not a single human voice could be heard, nor could the chirping of birds or beasts be heard. All the creatures here seemed to have chosen to be silent tacitly, even the sound of the wind was silent.

It's not annihilation of vitality, but it really seems to be dead.

This overly dead silent atmosphere made Qing Ya stop a little uneasy, and Lian Wuxia stroked its head soothingly, with a slightly dignified expression.Even Feng Chan with a single sword, a trace of uncomfortable irritability was evident on his face.

One sword seals the mortal body of the naked eye, and it is impossible to penetrate through the many houses and ruins like Lian Wuxia to see the golden statues behind it with different postures but also showing despair, but the five senses of the top fighters are not inferior to those who sense the heaven and earth. Ascetics, of course, also smell the ubiquitous death in this country.

When a living being dies, the soul will enter the underworld under the action of the heavenly way, and then according to the merits of this life, it will either join the six realms of reincarnation, or fall into the 33 layers of hell.Souls with great obsessions may be able to break free from the guidance of heaven and stay in the world, but yin and yang have different paths, and unless they have dark eyes or people with celestial powers, ordinary people cannot discover their existence.Occasionally, one or two of these souls will be extremely intelligent, and they will comprehend the method of cultivation by themselves. It can condense the shape, and because of this, there are legends of "ghosts" with all kinds of strange things in the world.

The victims of the Ten Northwest Chieftains died in a short period of time, so naturally they have not yet reached the level of being haunted.However, there are actually hundreds of souls who forcibly broke free from the gravitational pull of the underworld to stay in the human world because of their unjust deaths.

This life is over, and I don't think about the next life, but stay in the world because of the thoughts that I can't let go of in my heart, and suffer from the sun, water and fire.

Lian Wuxia drooped his eyes and sighed, silently reciting the past life scriptures:

The Supreme Commander, supersede all lonely souls and ghosts, four life benedictions, the one with the head surpasses, the one without the head rises, kills with guns and knives, jumps into the water and hangs ropes, dies in the open and in the dark, dies injustice, creditors and enemies, begging for life Erlang, kneel in front of my stage, let the gossip shine, stand out of the hurdle, transcend birth to others, be a man or a woman, take responsibility for yourself, rich and poor, recruit yourself, save the others by yourselves, and urgently surpass the living, I honor the Supreme Lord Laws and decrees...

Countless streams of vague breaths transpired into the air, gathering and dispersing, sometimes condensing the sighing face of an old man, and sometimes condensing the face of a child crying.Anger, resentment, ridicule, reluctance, reluctance... All kinds of emotions converged into a powerful tide of malice and rushed in, and they were blown away by the Taoist's profound power, and suddenly turned into overflowing waves. cold wind.

Yijian Fengchan and Qingya had a cold war together, the former said suspiciously: "There was a strong wind, it was so cool! It's strange, it was so quiet just now, why did these annoying birds make an appointment with me in a blink of an eye?" Let’s start singing together?”

Lian Wuxia pretended not to hear, and pointed in one direction: "It seems that there are still survivors."

"Go and have a look!" Yijian Fengchan immediately suppressed the question just now.

The place Lian Wuxia pointed to was located on the northwest side of the city. Compared with the well-preserved buildings in other places, the closer to this place, the more damaged the buildings were, and the place itself was razed to the ground. Ruined by an extremely fierce battle.There are more than a dozen golden statues strewn across the ground, including women, children, and old people. Some are intact, while others have been broken up to the waist. The bloodstains overflowing from the broken limbs have long been blurred after more than [-] days of wind and sand. Difficult to distinguish shape.

In the center of the ruins, there is a golden statue standing upright. Judging from the appearance and attire, it should be a monk with hair.He maintained the posture of tense muscles and raising his palms to meet the enemy, his face was dignified and tense, and with the golden statue lying on the ground behind him, it made people feel desolate for no reason.

Lian Wuxia's celestial eyes are slightly condensed, and the things that have happened here are brought into his eyes.

"The devil came over, everyone died and turned into golden statues! Master, you must save us!" The crying woman was still holding the child in her arms.Behind her were a dozen old and weak women and children, all of whom had anxious and terrified expressions on their faces.

"The poor monk will try his best to resist this person, you should find an opportunity to escape!" The monk who spoke had a dull face, pinching the counting beads with his fingers a little nervously, but his eyes were shining with determination.

One palm.

Two palms.

Three Palms——

It is still the dazzling light of gold and silver that devours the sky and the earth.

Silently, a sigh exhaled from between the sandalwood lips and white teeth under the veil.

Yijian Fengchan picked up a piece of torn cloth from the ground, blew off the dust on it, took a closer look, and said, "This is the prayer flag of the temple of Liufa Tiangong." He lifted up and found Lian Wuxia I kept staring at the golden statue and meditating on something. I didn’t seem to hear my words at all, and I couldn’t help but feel a little depressed. "It’s just a golden statue. How can it be any different from other ones? As for keeping staring at it?"

Lian Wuxia glanced back at him, but raised a hand, and stuck it on the golden statue like a demonstration.Yijian Fengchan imitated her appearance and put his hands on the golden statue, his expression changed accordingly: "Is he the survivor you mentioned?"

Lian Wuxia nodded gloomily, what she had just seen made her feel quite heavy.If she could have come here earlier, perhaps she could have rescued some survivors from the hands of that mysterious master.But she came too late, the catastrophe had already been done, even the only survivor could not rescue him from the gold and silver seal, and could only let his breath exhaust in vain.Such powerlessness made her feel guilty.

Yi Jian Feng Chan could guess what was going on in her mind without asking, and immediately laughed and said: "You didn't kill people, so don't make yourself feel guilty. Besides, it's not like this layer of shell can't be retreated, it's time to get rid of it now." Isn't it too early to look for trouble?"

"Can you solve it?" The worry in Lian Wuxia's eyes suddenly disappeared like a sunny day after the rain.

"Is Yijian Fengchan a big talker?" Yijian Fengchan snorted and laughed, pressing his hand on the hilt of the sword, but he did not see any movement. Several sword lights burst out, circled the golden statue, and splashed several times Point to Mars.

Scattered gold powder scattered, and soon collapsed, revealing the monk's scarred face corroded by mercury, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Mercury has corroded the body, and the poisoning has been deep.Lian Wuxia popped out a elixir, the light green pill quietly exploded into a fine powder in mid-air, the fragrance of the medicine was light, and it fell on the monk's exposed flesh, and the dirty blood immediately flowed out, the bloody scars could be seen Visible speed began to heal, and after a while, normal and healthy skin grew—only on the upper body.

But, why did he undo the golden seal on half of his body, but leave the lower half of the golden seal still?Lian Wuxia was puzzled and was about to ask, but at this moment the monk let out a cough as dry as a dry well.She hurriedly turned her eyes to watch, and saw a trace of vitality gradually appearing on his pale ashen face, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Thank you, dry walker, cough cough cough, thank you two for the grace of reinvention." After being sealed for too long, although he tried his best to save his life, but after more than 20 days, he came into contact with fresh and breathable air again. He called himself dry walker The monk was obviously struggling, but he still managed to express his thanks to the two of them clearly.

"Put away the words of thanks," Yi Jian Feng Chan said, "Answer my question."

"please say."

"The residents of the ten chieftains in the northwest were slaughtered by gold and silver seals, why are you the only one who is still alive?" Yijian Fengchan's words revealed uncomfortable suspicion, and Lian Wuxia frowned slightly, seeing that he seemed to be unintentional. Looking at other places, at an angle that Dry Walker couldn't see, his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, Lian Wuxia understood his concerns.With the cruel means and powerful strength of this mysterious master, why did the Drywalker slip through the net under his hands, and linger on for nearly a month, and finally happened to meet them who came after the clues of the golden statue, and among them What's more, there is actually a person who can unlock the gold and silver seal?

Are there really so many coincidences in the world?It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying yes; if you insist on saying no, you really feel that this series of things happened deliberately, as if someone was secretly manipulating it.

Suspicious, very suspicious.

Lian Wuxia was not incapable of thinking about these doubts, she just never thought about them.It is a common habit of human nature to judge others by oneself. Lian Wuxia is born with the habit of judging others' thoughts with good intentions. Even if the other party's actions are not bright, he still has to find some excusable excuses for the other party.But Yijian Fengchan is just the opposite. No matter how bold and wild his temperament is, his sinister, vigilant, and deceitful qualities are still secretly engraved in the depths of his soul and turned into his instincts.

This is also the origin of his name "Human Xie".

Looking at Feng Chan with such a sword, for some reason, Lian Wuxia felt a little sad.She turned her head to the side and stopped looking at him, but she suddenly remembered that one night when she was with her, the other party was sitting by the campfire, fiddling with the dead branches that were smoking under her feet boredly. Lying down, staring at the high and deep Milky Way dome above his head, he suddenly let out a specious sigh.

I am the evil that has fallen into the world.

The author has something to say: During the period of Jian Zong, did Yi Jian Feng Chan really not feel the existence of Tun Buddha boy?Shesheng once said that Tunfo's self-deception is the saddest thing. In fact, the quality of self-deception is shared by Yijian Fengzen and Tunfo. I don't know who is more tragic.

The Taishang's decree, surpassing all your lonely souls and ghosts, four lives will be blessed, those with a head will surpass, and those without a head will be promoted... I order to save the others, and to surpass them in a hurry. "