9000 years

"Xiaobai...Xiaobai..."

Xuanli's gradually blurred voice was heard next to his ear, the world was turned upside down, and Fuyu could not see or hear clearly in an instant, the extremely hot current was rushing along his spiritual veins, and the blood vessels burst under the strong pressure When it is turned on, the eardrum hums, and if you listen carefully, you will find that the timbre is similar to the sound of broken porcelain.In a vague way, he felt that he was being hugged by someone, but it was not real, as if he was floating in a dream.

The senses gradually failed, the body felt cold, and a strange tiredness that had never been felt rushed to his heart, so sleepy, he thought.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, as if he was the only one left. After a while, he heard someone calling him, the voice was low and gentle, sounding like an elderly man over the age, he hurriedly opened his eyes and found that at some point, his Has entered a completely strange world.

The sky is covered by clouds and mist, and the top is invisible, and the bottom is invisible. When you step on it, it seems that you have stepped into a bright pool of water, with ripples.He raised his head, and behind the floating clouds, he saw an old man with a celestial aura, which Fu Yu vaguely felt familiar with, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

The old man turned around, but the man with the gray hair and beard was very energetic, and with a light sweep of the dust whisk in his hand, the cloud that blocked his sight automatically backed away a little.

He came towards Fuyu, stopped when he was about to approach people, looked up and down kindly, and nodded.

Fuyu didn't know the person in front of him, and he was confused by the familiarity in his eyes, so he couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask the Xian family?"

The other party kept laughing, but didn't answer, only the fly whisk in his hand was glowing red.

The man seemed to have expected such a thing, looked down a few times, revealed a little helplessness, and muttered to himself: "It's futile."

Then he turned around, and with a wave of Fuchen in his hand, it turned into a token. The token came from the void and landed in front of Fuyu. He first glanced at the old man in surprise, and then looked at the token.

It was an ancient seal, engraved with densely packed small characters, many of which could not be seen clearly, and there were cracks everywhere. Fu Yu looked at the sign in front of him with difficulty, and suddenly caught three words from the token. A word that made him tremble - 3000 years.

——The contract is three thousand, I am sincere and do not regret it today, the days are running out, and the soul is broken... Xuan Chen Shu!

This is the agreement he once made with others?

A gap was suddenly torn open in the memory, and the dense past pierced through his consciousness. He finally understood why Xuan Li asked that day. Did he already suspect it?

4 years ago, when Fuyu made an agreement with Emperor Qingheng, Qingheng did promise to give him the chance to be a god for 3000 years, but it was a pity that he was in a hurry and forgot to ask if he was going to die with his memory, so he fell down in a daze. own words.

After Xuanli killed him with the ten-square blade, the broken soul was sealed by Emperor Qingheng and placed in the Royal Order of Sui, where it was warmed up and preserved. It took 4000 years for Fuyu to piece together his own body from the token. After leaving Sui Yuling for a long time, a Fengshen temple was quietly built in the place where he once lived.

The gods in the ancestral hall were carved out by him one by one, and the carving knife used was also used by Xuan Li. Those hard irons that had been buried in the soil and had no way out were dug out piece by piece by him, and stroke by stroke. The people who used to describe it in their pens.

This was his last thought, and most of the time, he was satisfied just by looking at it.

Another 1000 years have passed since the huge stone statue was erected on the shrine and began to receive incense.

He lives in the shrine and sleeps in the place where they used to sleep together. The bed is gone, only a few stone slabs are left, and weeds grow out of the cracks, not seeing the sun, but they are also stubborn.He got up when the sun rose, and fell asleep when the sun set. Day by day, tens of thousands of years passed like that, and then his soul was finally full, and Qingheng fulfilled his promise.

He closed his eyes expectantly, but when he opened them again, he didn't remember anything.

People in the past are still in the past, and those who go out are not the same as before.

Fast forward 3000 years, the time has passed, and what I have worked so hard to get is nothing more than that in the end.

The person you like still likes it, but staying together is nothing.

Forget it, even if you don't want to admit it, you have to admit that the fate between him and Xuanli has really come to an end, but it's a pity that it's over before he takes a good look at him.

"Your Highness, Fengling deserves you, three lives are lucky, and I will definitely have no regrets." The person who had been standing in front of Fuyu finally opened his mouth, and Fuyu nodded sadly, as if he had unloaded some burden for a moment. .

The mountain that had weighed heavily on him for tens of thousands of years began to shatter from the corners, and then collapsed, just like the broken shrine that day, everything about him in this world finally dissipated step by step.

The token in front of him turned into a whisk and retracted. Fuyu stood on the spot, paused for a moment, and asked, "Is it all right if I just stay here? Can I still..."

"noob!"

There was a sudden "bang" in the ear, and then a big hole was broken through the dangling barrier, and a man in black clothes rushed up underneath him. His hands were covered in blood, and he staggered in front of Fuyu. He staggered, but his eyes were fixed on the person opposite.

The enchantment below has healed at some point, and the person opposite finally lost his benign smile at this moment. He stared at Xuanli coldly, like looking at a useless child, and said regretfully and angrily: "Feng Ling, what are you doing?"

Fuyu was blocked behind and couldn't see his expression clearly. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to comfort the person in front of him, but the moment he put his hand on it, he realized that he was just a transparent figure. He hurriedly called Xuanli, and the person heard His voice froze for a moment, and then said lightly: "I'm fine, you hide behind me."

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the gentle barrier, and the hem of his clothes was blown away, blood oozed from the corner of Xuan Li's mouth, he remained silent, but stubbornly stood in front of the person, not moving a bit.

The atmosphere became tense, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind, and lifted Fuyu up, Xuanli burst out with golden light, and his aura rushed straight into the void to confront the big hand, his eyes were red, and a dark shadow appeared faintly in the palm of his hand. Purple.

Fuyu felt that he was about to be torn apart. He couldn't breathe, and he couldn't see people clearly. In a trance, he felt a sudden intense burning sensation all over his body. A bunch of purple flames burned on the big hand that was holding him. It didn't burn at all.

"presumptuous."

A deep and thick male voice sounded, it was the majesty of an unattainable superior.

Fuyu fell from the void, and fell lightly into a fishy and wet embrace, Xuanli's eyes were blood red, he blinked a few times as if afraid of scaring Fuyu, he hurriedly put the person down and turned around again, this time he Added a seal to Fuyu's soul.

He took a few steps forward, his feet were covered with dazzling red, blood trickled down the hem of his robe, his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood.

He suddenly fell to his knees with a "plop".

In Xuanli's life, he has no father or mother, no one to worship when he is lonely, and there is no need to worship in the fairy world. In 6 years, except for the time when he married Fu Yu, he has never kneeled down to anyone.

His voice was completely hoarse, he lowered his head, prostrated himself on the ground with both hands and tried his best to support himself, "Fengling begs His Majesty to let him live, Fengling...is willing to exchange everything."

He kowtowed his head, blood pooled under his body, blood was also all over his silvery white hair, Fu Yu stayed helplessly in that enchantment, sad but didn't want to cry, he just called out softly With a loud voice: "A Ling..."

"Fengling, I beg Your Majesty." The majestic emperor of the three realms knelt down amidst the blood, humbly begging for mercy from the gods, half of his body was upright and unconcerned, and his whole body was just thinking about it.

"Fengling, haven't you figured it out until now? Reincarnation of life and death is a destiny, how can you and I change it easily?"

His gaze suddenly fell on Fuyu through Xuanli, it was cold and without a trace of warmth, "God has the virtue of loving life, if you can live, why should you die?"

The man finally raised his head, and shook his head from side to side for a long time before he managed to hold it up. His voice was still calm, but with a little less strength, and he sounded sad and sad: "How can I save him?"

"A Ling..." Fuyu called him again, he wanted to say you don't beg, but he couldn't say it, the man who was once so wanton and arrogant bowed his knees for him, he didn't want to add another layer to him burden.

"This formation is called Soul-Inducing Formation, and no one will be spared from the souls that are crossed. You know how you got in, and you know if you can save it or not?"

The man not far away suddenly trembled all over, and the flowing blood froze instantly. He looked up at the dome and struggled to get up.

The moment he stood up, the man smiled to himself. He seemed to be muttering something, but unfortunately Fu Yu couldn't hear it clearly because he was too far away.

A burst of shattered purple light burst out in an instant, Xuanli's whole body glowed with dazzling white light as if on fire, a monstrous heat wave rushed towards his face, Fu Yu's eyes suddenly went dark, but he knew he was still alive.

"Fengling..."

Fu Yu heard someone shout Xuan Li hoarsely, he seemed to be floating, top-heavy, and then a huge thrust directly pushed him out, the enchantment covering his body was shattered by the strong wind blowing, and suddenly there was a blow from the top of his head. There was a dull bell, before he thought about it, his chest seemed to be pierced by something, he looked down, and his whole body was shocked, it was a bone with flesh and blood, covered with golden light, coming from his chest He got in, submerged into his body in an instant, and then seemed to grow flesh again, a stabbing pain spread from his chest and swept across his body, he began to fall rapidly, and then he didn't know anything.

When he woke up from a drowsy state, it was in the evening, the setting sun came in through the window lattice, and the fine light and shadow fell on his eyes. The hall was quiet, he struggled a bit, regained his consciousness, and found that he was not dead.

not dead?He suddenly sat up, probably because he was sitting too hard, a burst of tearing pain came from his chest, forcing him to bend down, his mind was in a trance, as if his body was not his own, mind and consciousness intertwined, and not on one frequency.

The door squeaked, and Kun Yuan came in with a basin of hot water. Seeing Fuyu who was sitting there, he froze for a moment, then turned around and shouted, "Xing Jun, Your Highness is awake."

The voice was flat and indifferent, without the slightest sense of joy of seeing someone wake up, but with some inexplicable alienation and disgust.

Kun Yuan put the water aside and went out, Si Ming sat down by the bed, stared at the man kindly and said, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Fu Yu looked at him, then turned to look at the door: "I'm fine, where's your majesty?"

The person on the opposite side was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he returned to normal. He smiled and said, "He has gone to Emperor Qingheng's place. The tribulation is imminent, and it takes time to practice. You can live here with peace of mind. After a while, he and came back."

Fu Yu looked at him, lowered his eyes, and asked doubtfully: "Really?"

"Really, don't worry."

Si Ming saw that the person was not hindered and sat for a while before going back. The basin of hot water by the bed was already cold. He raised his finger, and when he shook it, he found that the light on his fingertips had turned golden. He suddenly withdrew his hand, His spiritual power has always been silver, which is...

He suddenly remembered the bone that was stuck into his chest that day, and a thought that he didn't dare to think about came to his mind-the phoenix bird will not die, but the bone will continue to live...