Before I became the legendary boss

The fire burned for three days and three nights.The fire shone so brightly that the residents down the mountain couldn't help worrying whether something bad happened to Juqingguan.As for Xuanyun, who was tied to the side by the fairy rope, he watched helplessly as the fire gradually weakened from scorching the sky and covering the sun, and then gradually diminished, and retracted into the stove.

There is nothing in this alchemy furnace except fire.No elixir, no ashes, nothing left.

This is actually inevitable.This fire is the fire from the three realms to the yang, which can burn even the willow branches of Guanyin. Not to mention the copper skin and iron bones, even the body of a pure immortal can hardly resist it with the body alone.What's more, Herong itself is the most flammable banyan wood.

Many people surrounded Xuanyun, Xu Xu talked non-stop, but he couldn't hear anything.During these three days, his empty meridians independently absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and circulated around the sky, most of the external and internal injuries healed without treatment.

yes.He was originally born with a celestial body that was unique in thousands of miles. If he hadn't been entangled in madness and demons, how could ordinary evil spirits hurt him.

But he has nothing.

No.He Rong won't just disappear like this.Maybe he just hid in the cave for retreat, and others couldn't find him, yes, that's exactly the case.

Xuan Yun stood up in a daze, and returned to Fuyue Island under the terrified eyes of everyone.He lingered outside He Rong's cave for a long time.I sensed and searched with my spiritual sense over and over again, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore, so I tremblingly stepped into the cave.

Every piece of furniture and every piece of decoration in this cave was carefully selected by Xuanyun.He himself is indifferent to foreign things, but he paid attention to the arrangement of He Rong's cave.Therefore, even if the master is not present in this cave, the aura is still pure and vivid, not stained with dust, and people with discerning eyes can see the way in it at a glance.But now, this place of exquisite beauty makes Xuan Yun feel chills all over, as if there is a piece of ice with gunpowder buried in his body, which will explode at any moment.

In order to stabilize his mind, Xuan Yun walked back and forth.He seldom entered He Rong's cave, so he realized that the child had hardly touched the decorations here.Everything is exactly the same as what Xuanyun gave him at first.Moreover, he has very few personal belongings, basically only the Four Treasures of the Study Room and Book Magical Talismans.

Xuan Yun found a wooden sword from He Rong's collapse.Xuan Yun had seen this wooden sword before, and one day He Rong carried it to Wujianping on Fuyue Island.Xuanyun feared that the gold and stone in the sword would hurt him, so he clearly told him that he was not suitable for sword practice.He Rong seemed a little surprised, but didn't say much.It wasn't until now that Xuanyun suddenly realized that the child's expression was blank for a moment.That emptiness has now turned into a torrential rain, hitting Xuan Yun head and face.

Did he want to say something to himself?

Is he not as uninterested in swordsmanship as he thought?

In what mood did he hide the sword under the roof?

How much do you really know about him?

Xuanyuan clenched his teeth.He has been fasting for a long time, there shouldn't be any impurities in his body, but he still feels a surge of vomiting.Cold sweat broke out slightly on his forehead, his whole body was weak, and he was holding the ordinary wooden sword in a daze, unable to recover.

What the hell did he see that kid?

A great fear rose to the surface like a deep sea monster, staring at him with eyes like copper bells.His heart seemed to be pierced by this scrutiny.

Xuan Yun tremblingly flipped through the neatly stacked pages on He Rong's desk.Only now did he know that He Rong had copied many books in his spare time, including Buddhist scriptures, poems and songs, all kinds, and so on.But the child may not have realized that among so many ancient books, he has copied more than 200 poems, and one of them has been copied more than 50 times:

"The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the side of the water. If you follow it back, the road is long and obstructed. If you follow it back, you will be in the middle of the water..."

In what mood did he copy this poem over and over again?

With what mood did he wait for Xuanyun's return during those six months?

With what mood did he face his serious injury, coma and avoid seeing him after a long wait?

At that moment, the sky was completely dark.

All around turned into a wilderness.The green trees, green hills, cool breeze, and bright moon all receded, leaving only a turbid darkness and the sound of ghosts crying between the heaven and the earth.The devastating cry made those who heard it fight with each other, all the beasts fled in horror, and the ancient stars fell into the deep sea.

And in this gloom, Xuan Yun stood there alone.He thought of that child's warm embrace, like the last bonfire in the dark night, warming his limbs and reviving his blood; Tiptoe to kiss the star he cherishes most in this world.

How could he mistake this for an illusion created by the demon?

How could he miss the affectionate and unhesitating love in his eyes?

How could he...

Xuan Yun heard the cry.

The cries became louder and louder, shaking the sky and the earth, as if hundreds of millions of hectares of sadness had been accumulated in the sea of ​​tears, and they were about to pour out.But that was really too much, too much, even Sky Screen Dungeon couldn't bear the grief.So the tears that had nowhere to go had no choice but to rush back to my heart.Break the heart, crush the internal organs, destroy the sea of ​​​​qi, and shatter the meridians.

Who is crying.

Cry so sadly.

It seems that the liver and intestines are broken, and the heart is crying blood.It seems that the last cuckoo in the world is calling for his lost lover.

At this time, a pair of shoes appeared in front of Xuan Yun, he raised his head, and saw the penetrating expression and compassionate eyes.

In these compassionate eyes, he saw himself kneeling on the ground with red eyes and blood in his mouth.

Yes.

Is such that.

From the beginning to the end, he is the one who is self-righteous, the one who is paranoid and judgmental, the one who is obsessed with obsession, and the one who pushes away the other party again and again is still him.

"I……"

Xuan Yun struggled to speak in the heart-piercing pain.

"it's all me……"

"It's me who fell into delusional attachment, the six roots are impure..."

"It's because I know he's not suitable for learning from others, but I let him go..."

"It's because I know that I have no relatives and belongs to Jin Kemu, but I still want to keep him by my side..."

"it's me……"

Xuanyuan covered his face with his hands.

"It's me who is reluctant everywhere, knowing that I can't do it, and I want to be with him..."

"As a result, he suffered the karmic consequences, died innocently, and lost his soul!"

"Everything started because of me!"

"It's my desires that can't be flattened, and my thoughts are like madness!"

"it's all me!"

"I killed him!!"

"I killed He Rong!!"

There was a sudden thunderstorm outside the house, and the torrential rain poured down.In this prehistoric world, the crying was still not covered by the torrential rain.Miserable and sorrowful, the pain pierces to the marrow, as if he wants to exhaust his soul, as if he wants to cry out all the blood in his heart.

Looking at this scene with humility and heartache, he thought, Master, you entrusted your younger brother to me before you left that day, but this disciple has failed your painstaking efforts. If he had realized earlier...but the word "love" , Even the players in the game themselves have not been able to find out, how can others figure out the inexhaustible clues?Sigh only sigh that good fortune tricks people, God's will cannot be violated, such indifference can't escape deep lovesickness, I am afraid this is the biggest calamity before the junior brother ascends.

The world is in peace with the law of both ends, and the Tathagata will live up to the emperor.

But as an older brother, Xu Huai still suppressed all kinds of unbearable feelings in his heart, and said in the calmest voice.

"Junior Brother, you...maybe have a last ray of hope."

"..."

"The Liuding Divine Fire can indeed burn the soul. He Rong may be more or less in danger... But it is not completely impossible to turn around. As a spirit tree of forming alchemy, he has already cultivated two souls of heaven and earth. If his soul is lucky enough to be killed If you escaped a catastrophe before being burned, the most likely place to go is the underworld."

Looking at Xuanyun's tear-wet eyes, he spoke with humility.

"If you want to ask Emperor Fengdu about his whereabouts, your current cultivation alone is not enough...you need to become an immortal before asking about the way forward."

Probably everyone except Xuan Yun knew that this was just a lie.Liuding's divine fire was just reaching the sun, and even the incarnation of the devil king could be burned completely. How could he escape with He Rong's cultivation?But even though the hope is slim, almost to nothing, Xuanyun still firmly grasps this last chance of life.

With a heart full of holes, he escaped into the cave and began to retreat.

The irony is that Xuan Yun's heart is ashamed, but his cultivation base has skyrocketed after this life and death catastrophe, making thousands of miles every day.In just 50 years, he entered the Mahayana period.His celestial body and primordial spirit are completely integrated and tend to be perfect.And in the No. 90 year after the retreat, ninety-nine and 81 thunderbolts in the sky almost destroyed Fuyue Island, and Xuanyun stepped on the sky full of robbery clouds and soared into the sky with Yu Ge in his hand.From then on, she got rid of the evil spirit and created a real pure immortal body.

It's a pity that the celestial body still has the burns from the past.

Xuanyun's left face is mottled, uneven, scorched black and grim, which is in stark contrast to the handsome right face.At first glance, others thought they had seen a half-lived, half-dead evil spirit walking around the world during the day.But for Xuan Yun, only in this way can he feel that He Rong has not completely left.He still lives in the terrified eyes of those people, in his own heart, and in every dream where tears dry up.

The first thing Xuanyun did after attaining Taoism was to go straight to Beiyin Fengdu.He didn't immediately look for the great emperor, but pulled out the body of Heitian Demon King.The Demon King denied it at first, saying that he had no knowledge of it.As a result, after being hacked until the inside is tender and the outside is scorched, it can only be taken from the truth.

It turns out that the avatar has been suppressed in the human world for a long time, and has already developed self-awareness, but the devil's body is still inextricably linked with it.He knows every move of that incarnation, whether it is alive or dead.Therefore, the severe pain of the avatar being burned alive that day also reached him, and the demon king was furious, wishing he could tear the instigator into pieces.But he immediately discovered that the soul of the other party had not come to the underworld.

"No more! Really no more! If his soul is still there, I would have arrested him long ago to avenge this burnt life. How could it be delayed until now?!"

Xuanyun was stunned when he heard the words, and then Emperor Fengdu also gave him the same answer.The only hope in my heart was completely extinguished.His vision was pitch black, and he could no longer speak a word.