Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

The complete Fuxi may never understand the pain of being separated from his soul.

Because of the sound of blood and jade, his soul was scattered.

In the age of Shenyin, his soul will not have the chance to merge.

Even Xiangyuan never imagined that Jiang Chen would be so ruthless and decisive, destroying the spiritual source of the six worlds, the sacred tree.

The sacred tree has been destroyed, and it is doomed that nothing related to spirits can exist in the world.

Xiangyuan was restrained by Duansheng and had to go back to the sword, he asked Shangyang, "...have you seen today's scene?"

Shang Yang said indifferently, "Shang Yang came here this time precisely because I saw the demise of the God Realm."

The heavens can be described as Fuxi's inverse scale.

When Fuxi heard this, he retorted almost angrily, "Scaremongering! Scary talk! God is eternal! Divine power is infinite! The God Realm will never perish!"

But he lacks confidence, because he also knows that Shang Yang never tells lies.

Shang Yang's eyes were empty, but he still turned to Fuxi's direction, bowed respectfully and bowed in the manner of a monarch and minister, and said calmly, "Your Majesty, this is just Shang Yang's dream."

Perhaps, this will become the last gift of the monarch and his ministers.

His face distorted for a moment, revealing his true form. It turned out to be a spirit creature with a sheep's head and a bird's body, and its eyes were the color of golden blue.

Shang Yang didn't stop there either, and flew around here twice before leaving.

Fuxi looked at all this with trepidation.Now the aura of heaven and earth is not enough to keep Shangyang in human form?

Xiangyuan was also included in the Duansheng sword.

The bloody chains of the Cangsheng Blood Jade appeared again, trapping Fuxi's soul.

Yuheng was originally an evil thing that was extremely effective in restraining the soul. It turned into a blood jade and fell into Jiang Chen's hands. Fuxi only felt that although the chain was thin, it firmly bound the soul in his body. Also unable to move.

In the end, the sacred tree broke, the aura raged, the sound of blood and jade wailed, and it broke. Before the bound Fuxi's spirit could respond, it was already torn apart, and fell into the mortal world along with the collapsed heavenly palace.

There was an earth-shattering scream.

From heaven to mortal.

Fuxi will never forget the pain of being torn apart and divided.

……

This is the second day Ziyin woke up.

He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the wooden bed above his head.

He originally thought that he was going to die in that deep sea.

However, he was still saved.

The person who rescued him also said that when he was rescued, he was not breathing.I haven't seen anyone who can recover and wake up again, and those well-meaning fishermen repeatedly lamented that he deserved to die.

Ziyin didn't think that this could be considered luck.He knew very well that it was because Jiang Chen intended to save his life.

What do you want to do if you leave him alive?

He walked out of the thatched hut and looked at the boundless sea with desolate eyes.

He could feel that thousands of years of cultivation had been wasted.

I heard from the people around me that seven days ago, there was a fire in the sky, which destroyed many fairy mountains.

"That's a natural disaster... I don't know how the immortals on the mountain are now..."

Ziyin couldn't sit still immediately, he dragged his weak body on the road to Tianyong City.

When they arrived, there was only a mess left in Tianyong City.

The people at the foot of the mountain said that the natural disaster was too serious, and the surviving immortals had already left this place despised by the heavens.

On the way down the mountain, I met Zhao Qi by chance, he saluted Zi Yin, and said in pain, "Elder holding the sword..."

"It's useless to teach it. The real person in charge will live and die with Tianyong City, and Zhao Qi can't persuade him... Senior brother, senior senior brother and Senior Sister Fu Qu..."

Zi Yin was stunned for a long time, and finally stretched out his hand to support Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "Elder holding the sword, Zhao Qi, after Zhao Qi, he will return to his hometown..."

Zi Yin was silent for a long time, and said, "Go back."

Zhao Qi bowed respectfully.He took two steps, then turned his head suddenly, and said sadly, "Really, is this God's will?"

They have been speculating on God's will.

However, God's will has always been difficult to ask.

Not answered.

He suddenly didn't want to get this answer, and hurried away.

Ziyin looked at the back of him who never came back, and then turned to look at the ruins of Yongcheng that day.

God willing?Is this God's will?

Thousands of years later.

The Taoist temple is still deep in the mountains, far away from the mundane world.

Tall sycamore trees cast a green shade.

The old man sat on the futon and opened his eyes. He raised his face and looked at the few rays of the setting sun passing through the gaps in the trees.

"Grandpa, do you know what this means?"

A kid in Tsing Yi ran over with a worn book, and asked him this in a childish voice.

The old Taoist priest opened his cloudy eyes and stared hard for a while, then said in an old voice, "God... Yin..."

His gaze became heavy, and he sighed, "That's a very old story."

"Grandpa, grandpa, tell me about it~" He tugged on the old man's sleeve and acted like a baby.

The kind old man let out a hey, his eyes became far away, as if he remembered something from a long time ago.He paused for a while, and then said, "A long time ago, there was a sacred tree in the sky. It was the lifeblood of heaven and earth. All the gods lived around it. Among these gods, the emperor Fuxi was the most noble. He holds the power of life and death over everyone."

"Later, there was an immortal who played the qin. He made a mistake. The Emperor of Heaven was very angry and demoted the immortal. The immortal was framed and split into two people. One was called Shaogong and the other was called Tusu. Shaogong was an immortal. The memory of Tu Su is the life of the immortal. Shao Gong, who has the memory, tried his best to transform back to his complete self, which killed many people. But Tu Su was to prevent him from coming, and they fought for many days... ..."

After listening to it for a long time, the little boy wondered, "What does this have to do with Shenyin?"

"That Shaogong came back from the dead and broke the sacred tree in the heavens. As a result, the aura of the six realms was exhausted, and the five elements of the spirit beads were shattered. From then on, the practice of Taoism gradually became a legend."

"Huh?... But the village head grandfather at the foot of the mountain also said that our family's Taoism is used to deceive people."

The old man stroked the child's hair, his eyes showed a bit of pain, his fingertips unconsciously picked up the familiar sword formula that he had practiced thousands of times, the sword on the table moved, and there was another weak clang fall on the table.

"The aura is exhausted, and all the immortals who practice spirituality are gradually dying out. The era of the gods disappears, which is called the hermit of the gods."

"Then, what happened to Shao Gong and Tu Su?"

"They are also gods, and of course, die too."

"Do gods die too?"

"God is only immortal, not immortal."

He took Xiaotong past a pair of scarlet daggers placed in the ancestral hall, his eyes were sad, and Xiaotong was also a little uneasy, "Grandpa, is Hongyu talking again?"

The old man just shook his head.

Someone outside the door shouted nonchalantly, "Old Taoist Master Ziyin, the food you ordered has arrived."

Zi Yin opened the door and went out, there was a young man picking vegetables outside, his eyes were a little scared and disgusted.

Ziyin just took over his burden of food in silence.

Turn around and walk back to the Taoist temple.

Another millennium.

Every hundred years, he has to change his appearance and live in another place.

In such an era of decline of cultivating immortals, living too long, in the eyes of others, has become a monster-like existence.

Alien, in fact, is not popular.

During these thousand years, at least Zi Yin was no longer a high-ranking sword fairy.He has gone through the ups and downs of human relationships, but now, he can only stay in this remote mountain Taoist temple, spending a long life alone.

Ziyin has also cultivated for a hundred years or a thousand years, and he has never felt so lonely.Because at that time, he had a sword in his heart, and he pursued persistently for his sword intent.But now, everything has been lost in the long river of time, and will never be the same again.

His mana has dissipated seven or eight times, but he still can't die...

That's because the soul is bound in this body and cannot escape.Or... even if this body dies, his consciousness can still clearly control his behavior...

To be honest, he actually died once.

When Penglai sank to the bottom of the sea, he was pulled up by fishermen by the sea.It is said that he was not breathing when he was picked up, but came back to life shortly after...

On the road again, I picked up ruby.It's a pity that she has become two swords, and she can no longer separate from the sword body to achieve a human form.

After Shenyin, he was able to live until the present age.

Is this a gift, or a punishment?

Sometimes, Ziyin would also think of those old memories.

He would also think of Uncle Xuan Xiao and Ouyang Shaogong.

These are obviously two different people, but the same soul appeared.

When he was in Penglai, Prince Changqin said that the man went to heaven to take revenge.

More than a month after he left, fire fell from the sky and burned all the auras of the major cultivating sects at that time.After Ziyin woke up, she couldn't believe it, and went to check for herself. The scene of the burning of those fairy gates was no less than the tragedy of Qionghua's fall.

Due to the exhaustion of aura, there is nowhere to seek immortality.Many of the original Taoist disciples, like Zhao Qi, went down the mountain one after another and left the teacher's door.

After one or two hundred years, the fairy gates everywhere have completely disappeared.

Until now, people have a skeptical attitude towards the existence of immortality.

If it was back then, Zi Yin could seriously debate with these people about the true meaning of the sword and the meaning of cultivating immortals.

But now, even if he said it, who would believe it?

How difficult it is to convince unbelievers.

Zi Yin is clear.Because he has been through it.He knew all too well the guts it takes to believe something like the Arabian Nights.

Only now did he truly understand Jiang Chen's unspeakable suffering.

At that time, Prince Changqin conveyed Jiang Chen's words, "...Murong Ziying, don't you worry about defying the sky, and you are always a loyal guardian of the heavens? This time you open your eyes and take a good look, what is the real defying the sky! "

The scene of that day is still vivid.

Ziyin looked at the illusory high sky, his eyes blurred a bit.

Above the nine heavens, there is no trace of the original immortal.

Change the way of heaven?

Man wins?

Is that what he wanted him to see?

Even though his mana is powerful, he has many magical techniques, and he is good at using foreign objects, but Ouyang Shaogong's body has not really transcended the ordinary way after all.Fighting against gods with a mortal body, so forcibly borrowing external forces beyond their abilities, wouldn't they perish?

Why, he insisted on doing everything to such a point where both sides suffer?

Why, can't each take a step back, the sea and the sky are brighter?

Pengcheng.

Standing by the side of the road was an unkempt, ragged man.Her messy hair half covered her face, making it impossible to see her original appearance clearly.

Passers-by involuntarily avoided him.

A young man in white walked over leisurely.

The beggar-like man's eyes lit up, as if he had finally found a savior, he shouted, "Fei Peng, Fei Peng, hurry up, bring me back to the heaven. Kill that unscrupulous ghost! You are the number one general in the heaven He rolled his eyes and ran to the corner to pick up a branch, "Here! General Fei Peng, this is your demon-suppressing sword! Take it! You are the guardian of the Nantian Gate! You have to shoulder your responsibility!" Knock that evil out of the heavens quickly!"

"How dare he destroy your shirt!"

He caught two black marks on the snow-white silk gown of the handsome young man, and couldn't get rid of it for a while, so he said helplessly, "The old man also misidentified the person? Look carefully, my name is Gu Yuege, I'm not some fly , fluttering cats and the like!"

The dirty man said excitedly, "You are Fei Peng! I will not admit it wrong! You are Fei Peng!"

"..." The young man was speechless, "Old man, can you be more realistic? Don't tell me you've heard too many teahouse myths?"

"presumptuous!"

"..."

"How dare you be rude to me!"

"..."

I?

General of the God Realm?

Nantianmen?

Didn't you really make fun of him?

In fact, this was not the first time he had encountered such an inexplicable old man.

The last time I went to Liucheng, the city guard was so weird, he pulled himself and called Fei Peng... He also said that if he didn't save him, Fuxi would disappear again...

As for the last time...

I will cry if I continue.

The young man secretly wondered, could it be that he has had bad luck recently?Or was the business enemy trying to mess with his mind in this way?

He finally brushed away the hand holding his sleeve, and the attendants around him blocked the crazy man.

Seeing him go far away, the man who was dressed in tatters, looked crazy in the eyes of everyone, and claimed to be the emperor of heaven, his eyes dimmed, and he fell to the ground with a "boom", rolling twice, in a state of embarrassment.

When the pedestrians passed by, they couldn't help but stop and point to him for a while.

"You son of a bitch, you can study hard for your mother! Look, if you get into trouble again, you will be like that person in the future! You are worthless!"

"Mom, he is so pitiful..."

"What a pity!"

"Oh... it's all life..."