What was supposed to be staged on the Seven Fingers Peak was a prosperous era in the cultivation realm, but I didn't expect it to be stirred up like this by a demon, and the real person who asked the sword turned around slowly, and the gourd containing Ling Haoyu was placed on the altar, and all the disciples stood up in the sequence according to the generational formation, and the bustling crowd was crowded, and it was also a piece of black pressure.
Every time Wenjian Zhenren took a step forward, a bunch of disciples knelt down and shouted in unison, "The head of the sect is merciful, such calls come and go, until the back evolves into a chorus of shouts, all the disciples are kneeling on the ground, looking at the Qianjian Zhenren who is still stepping on the altar step by step.
The thirteen-zhang high altar, hundreds of steps, asking Jian Zhenren is getting heavier and heavier step by step, he can fly directly on the high platform, but he doesn't, every time he takes this step, he will think of Ling Haoyu's bits and pieces, this child who was babbling and shouting his master in inarticulate language is now going to be cut off in his own hands.
Ask Jian Zhenren couldn't help but glance at the gloomy sky, could it be that he sat on the wrong side of something, and the heavens would punish him like this, although the pace was very slow, but there was always a day to go, when it stopped before the altar, the corners of the eyes of the Jian Zhenren finally fell two lines of tears.
With a "bang", a red light shot from the northeast, directly hitting the sword real person, the familiar demonic energy, the feeling of flame burning, and the flame rakshasa came back again.
With a "hum" sound, the two fingers of the real man of the sword were gently stretched out, and it caught the menacing scarlet shuttle, which was affected by the pure Dao qi, and kept shaking and struggling, but it was never able to escape from the two fingers of the real person.
With a clear sound, a fiery red sword light struck, and the disciples below immediately summoned their flying swords, and for a while, there were flashing lights everywhere, all kinds of colors.
"Let him go" Mo Ziyan's hair was scattered and draped, covering her beautiful eyes, the fiery red streamer dress was also tattered, one sleeve was gone, and her arms were covered with blood.
"For my apprentice's sake, I'll let you go."
Asking Jian Zhenren replied coldly, his fingers loosened, and the cloud shuttle hurriedly rushed out, returning to Mo Ziyan's side and circling.
"I'll exchange my primordial spirit for him."
Mo Ziyan gritted her teeth and said, she hated herself, she only thought that she loved deeply, but she didn't think that his love was not shallow at all, and the original anger had all turned into regret, if he hadn't run here willfully, he wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have suffered the fate of this primordial god, everything was caused by himself, no matter what, to save him, this is the only purpose of Mo Ziyan's return.
"Your Yuan Shen can't change my apprentice, because you are not worthy at all, everyone retreats" Ask Jian Zhenren said coldly, and the angry disciples glared at Mo Ziyan and retreated obediently.
"You really want to destroy his primordial god, he is your only personal disciple."
Mo Ziyan was anxious, she also understood that if she wanted to be tough, she was not an opponent at all, she just wanted to be able to make Wen Jian Zhenren remember the master-apprentice relationship and let Haoyu go.
"His today is all because of you, the Demon Dao is not mutually exclusive, while I haven't changed my mind, hurry up" Ask Jian Zhenren's body lit up with a dazzling light, even if he wanted to refine Ling Haoyu's primordial spirit, he also took the most peaceful method to let him leave quietly and peacefully.
"No, don't kill him" Mo Ziyan rushed up frantically, but an invisible screen blocked her, no matter how heartbreaking she was, she couldn't take a step beyond the thunder pool, Xianyuan's unique holy white light fell on the gourd, Mo Ziyan's heart suddenly hurt like a knife, after all, he still died in his own hands, and he really fulfilled that oath.
Ling Haoyu's body was lying under the high platform, the blood had coagulated, his long hair was blown away, completely covering his face, the people who cultivated the truth valued the Yuan Shen, because the incident happened suddenly, so Ling Haoyu's body was not dealt with, Mo Ziyan repelled the disciples who were guarding there, that crazy look was simply embarrassing, a fiery red transparent cover completely covered her and Ling Haoyu, and the disciples who rushed over couldn't break the cover and rescued Ling Haoyu's body.
"You said that you would be with me for thousands of reincarnations, I stupidly let you go, I'm so stupid, thousands of reincarnations can't compare to the minutes and seconds I am with you, I'm too greedy, I want to be with you forever, if you don't come back, no one can break us up, it's me who hurt you."
Tears fell drop by drop, and nothing on the silent Seven Finger Peak could stop Mo Ziyan's grief-stricken cry.
The disciples of the Sword Sect unconsciously put away the flying sword in their hands with red eyes, is this a demon This is a ruthless and righteous demon who does all kinds of evil, doesn't they all say that the demon has no emotion, why is she crying so sadly, why is it that seeing her so sad, they feel sad in their hearts, why do they sympathize with a demon.
"Huh" The wind rose on the Seven Fingers Peak, the flags crackled, and the flowing robes of the disciples all flew up, the white clothes fluttered, and the expression was solemn, it really looked like a burial ceremony.
The chanting of the mantra began to spread slowly throughout the Seven Finger Peak, and when this spell ended, Ling Haoyu's Yuan Shen would disappear forever in this heaven and earth, no matter how many lifetimes of reincarnation, there would be no more soul with Ling Haoyu's mark, the Yuan Shen disappeared, that is, it disappeared forever from this time and space, compared to physical death, soul reincarnation, this is the heaviest punishment for a person.
"I can't save you, I'm really useless."
Mo Ziyan cried like a child, her graceful posture showed a poignant beauty from behind, wiped a handful of tears, and a scene that shocked everyone appeared, "I won't let you go alone, you say that there are always so many rights and wrongs in this world, and injustice is always indispensable, this is a dirty place, I will accompany you to see the world you want to see."
The flaming sword crossed the white neck, and the mournful voice moved everyone present.
In this world, only love can cry ghosts and gods, even these cultivators who are beyond the world, what they suppress is only the desire in their hearts, but their emotions have never been suppressed.
"Master, please complete senior brother" each disciple shouted in the loudest voice, the light on the high platform moved slightly, and the fluctuation stopped, but, after a few seconds, the fluctuation began again, and everyone continued to shout, "Senior Brother Chengquan."
No one could see the expression of the real man on the high platform, only God knows, at this moment, this figure who was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, burst into tears With a "pounce", blood splashed out, this magic weapon that could destroy the Yuan Shen was finally used on herself, the Flame Rakshasa would disappear from now on, and her love with Ling Haoyu would be a legend in the entire cultivation world.
"Papapa" lightning and thunder suddenly thundered in the sky, dark clouds instantly covered the entire Seven Finger Peak, darkness came, the cold wind was biting, the ghost cried wolf, even these perennial cultivators, they could hardly resist the change of heaven and earth, the weather change lasted for an hour, and when the light was seen again on the Seven Finger Peak, what the disciples saw was only two corpses lying together, and their master, Wen Jian Zhenren stood on the high platform with a cold face behind his back.
Since then, the matter between Ling Haoyu and Mo Ziyan has become an eternal legend of the Sword Sect.
"It's better."
Long Yu sat at the head of the bed, looking at the red lotus who was slowly waking up, the red lotus's eyes blinked a few times, and shouted faintly: "Yu, I see you again."
Long Yu nodded lightly, and suddenly, red lotus tears rained down.
In the past and present life, whether you believe it or not, there are always some unforgettable things, no matter how many lifetimes of reincarnation you experience, the imprint in the soul is indelible, this may be the origin of the current relationship between Long Yu and the Red Lotus.
Recovering the memory of the previous life at the same time, this seems so unbelievable to outsiders, but in the hearts of Long Yu and Honglian, there are more things at the same time, that is the feelings that have been suppressed, in the initial love at first sight, to the current recovery of memory, this love that has been evaded for several lifetimes may really begin to take root, I hope the tragedy will not happen again.
Because it is to completely restore the memory of the previous life, so Honglian and Long Yu are a little confused, sometimes they think of themselves as Ling Haoyu, and sometimes they will be attributed to Long Yu's body, this is a complicated and troublesome situation, if you can't sort it out, it is likely that Long Yu will become insane, for Honglian, it is a little faster than Long Yu to accept.
The reason for this seems to have been destined for a long time, in Honglian's heart, there was already a position for Long Yu, but now, it is just a little clearer, whether it is as Mo Ziyan or as Honglian, in her opinion, she loves him, whether it is Ling Haoyu or Long Yu, but it is just the body that turns around, and her love is already deep in the soul.
It took Long Yu two days to straighten out the relationship in this, and under the effect of strong spiritual power, the feeling of insanity was finally stopped, the confinement on Honglian's body has been completely canceled, and Blood Ji has not been punished, but she was taken back by Long Yu, and when she appears next time depends on Long Yu's mood.
After recovering Mo Ziyan's memory, Honglian will naturally spare no effort to help Long Yu, and the task of translating that passage also fell on her, however, this ancient language of the Protoss, she is still in the process of learning, and it still takes some time to parse it out, Long Yu is not in a hurry to go back, and now, a more urgent problem is in front of him.
How is he going to explain the matter between him and Honglian, now that the three wives are pregnant and about to give birth, at this juncture, he will reveal Honglian's true identity, even in his and Honglian's eyes, they are indeed life and death lovers, but in Ya'er's eyes, no matter how understanding they are, it is impossible to understand the sisters who reappeared in this period.
So, Long Yu was entangled
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