Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure - Chapter 174
The monk with gentle eyebrows has been dead for many years, and the slough sitting quietly cross-legged is peaceful and gentle, and he seems to walk without regret.
Ji Yunlai could clearly feel that it was just another kind of determination to abandon everything.
Give up all thoughts, all emotions, all free will, even personality, don’t all, just ask for one justice, one answer.
This was once his cage, and later his cemetery.
Now he can see that memory.
It was here that he lost his hands, his cultivation base, and all the people or things he cared about.
Use your own soul to attract the great demon from outside the territory, and even the great demon master.
Whether he loves or hates, everything that can be used becomes his ladder of vengeance.
Ji Yun, who was gentle and polite, caring for the doorman, died there completely.
When he found that his dilapidated body was also a hindrance to the growth of the Heavenly Magic Sword, he did not hesitate to destroy the spiritual platform and turned himself into a monster of unknown nature.
Even got involved in another world.
Return from **** again.
Therefore, he died a long time ago. The Blue Demon in the previous life was still very ignorant at that time. He watched him commit suicide, and watched him reshape his body with his own essence and blood to become him now.
At this point, there is a Xing Dao master in the world.
Ji Yun is here, and it’s not Ji Yun again.
Later, the Blue Demon gradually became aware and knew about human affairs, and only then began to feel sorry for him and feel sorry for him.
At that time, they met at each other’s worst time.
There is no understanding, no emotion, only you die and you live, you make me lose.
The outcome was divided, but in the end, they knew each other and entangled each other. In six hundred years, they had penetrated each other’s bones and blood, and could no longer be separated.
He met Qing here.
So Xiaoqing was afraid of this place, and even hated it, because he knew implicitly that the birth of Xing Dao Master here broke through Ji Yun’s bones.
Xiaoqing instinctively didn’t want to remind him again.
Fear is only because some wounds are carved into the soul, whether it is reincarnation or forgetting, even if it is just touched, it will be painful.
Therefore, he would comfort Xiaoqing and tell him: “It’s okay, he is dead, but I’m still alive.”
You don’t have to worry about who they are, whether it is Xiaoqing, Cyan Demon, or even the Great Demon Lord, it doesn’t matter, Ji Yunlai and Xing Dao Master don’t care, they are already together.
It’s not the soul, it’s not the enemy, nothing will hinder them anymore, they have started anew, the past is over.
They are together.
What does it matter who is who and who is not?
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Ji Yunlai held his apprentice and repeatedly assured him, “I am not dead, it is Nirvana, it is a new life.”
Feng Qingxiu felt chaos in his mind. Those sorrows were too violent and turbulent, coming from the depths of the soul, and his mind was distracted by the impact. After being comforted by the master for a long time, he calmed down, but his heart was still as uncomfortable as a needle.
He knew that Kun-Lai in Central Continent had destroyed the door six hundred years ago, but he didn’t know that the master of the year had actually died here.
Dead here alone, no one knows. Those elders thought it was Yun who escaped by himself and succeeded in fighting back, but they didn’t know what he had encountered.
How can you do this to him?
Thinking of the hurt that the person holding it in the palm of his hand was hurt, Feng Qingxiu even wished to travel back six hundred years ago and kill everything at the beginning. However, he could not do anything. He could only watch that year after six hundred years. On the contrary, Ayun came to comfort him. Why!
That Li Xian was shocked, why did he do this!
Ji Yunlai comforted Xiaoqing for a while before letting him calm down.
Xiaoqing directly pushed away Ji Yun’s hand and walked towards the breathless relic.
Next to the quiet Pan Seat’s body, there was a set of emperor’s diadem, neatly folded and placed on the ice.
Placed together, there is a small wooden box with a lifelike puppet in it, with the date of birth written on it, and a line of small characters.
“The big mistake is hard to fix. Replace me with a puppet. When the restoration of the country is complete, I will come back to accompany my life-Li Xianjing”
Feng Qingxiu was trembling with anger, and the puppet was instantly wiped out in his hands: “How dare he! How dare he say it!”
“Don’t be angry, this is just a joke.” Ji Yunlai immediately went over to Shun Mao to his apprentice, comforting him, “I was blinded once in the past, how could I be blinded again?”
In fact, he doesn’t feel much anymore. After all, there is only a little memory, but the feelings have not been passed on. It is like watching a movie of the year.
Well, I watched a tragic movie with myself as the main character.
That’s good, except for Xiaoqing, other past events, just follow the wind.
Feng Qingxiu did not listen to him, but looked up and looked at the writing on the ice.
Xuanbing spreads throughout the cave. The walls are engraved with the various cultivation minds of Kun-Lai Zhongzhou. The insights are all engraved by the weak invisible sword aura. I think it is because the master did not know whether he could succeed in the past. A wall is carved.
There are many words of regret.
Densely dense, layer upon layer, if the shading is as small as possible, but deep.
Written various memories of the past.
There is the care of the teacher and the teaching of the teacher.
There are inspirations, and the causes and consequences of the year.
Li Xian was shocked by the wall, regretting what he had done back then.
Write down the helplessness and regret when Daxuan died, hate himself for failing to persuade the father and the emperor to see the true face of Su Wan as soon as possible, hate not communicate more with the mother and queen, and can only bring Wang Yinru with Wang Yinru after the sacrifice of his parents. Fleeing like a bereaved dog, relying on the hatred of the great sacrifice, can the door linger under the chasing and killing of the Daomen, watching the people around him chasing and killing him, one after another in order to protect him.
Later, he still failed to escape the culling, but he still relied on Wang Yin’s warning and committed suicide in advance, and reincarnated as a reincarnated Daxuan clan by Wang Yin and the Code of Three Lives III. However, the three big doors still looked for him who was reincarnated. , Wanting to kill him, he couldn’t do it, he temporarily hid in Kun-Lai.
At that time, Kun-Lai was nothing more than a bit of incomplete ancient books, a crazy old man, and a young man with a child.
He was only looking for cover, but he was gradually moved by the warmth of the martial arts.
He originally thought that Ayun was just a monk with mediocre qualifications, but didn’t want his understanding to be rare in the world. He reconstructed Kun-Lai’s various mental methods little by little, and operated his own school in the sinister land of Central Continent.
He didn’t know when he began to admire him, regard him as a relative, and regard him as a true teacher.
Obviously everything is so good. They joined hands to build a family country, support each other, grow the country, live and work in peace and contentment, and the school has flourished day by day. At that time, more than a dozen disciples have grown up. Kunlai has widely recruited disciples and some repairs. After that, he went to Yin State to help the experience and two-phase help.
At that time, he even took out half of Wang’s seal and turned it into a phoenix seal, wanting to promise him a lifetime.
Everything was ruined by the blue marks he saw after Wang Yin placed on his palm.
That is only for the big sacrifice.
It was like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, he couldn’t believe it.
It’s okay if you don’t worry, once you doubt it, it’s similar everywhere.
The notes are similar, the faces are similar, and even the etiquette for dealing with people is the same.
If these are all possible coincidences, then why can he analyze the long-destructed Three-Life Three-World Law Code, and why he has such a high understanding of Daxuan’s formation method?
Relying on these reasons, his likes and loves all turned into anger that was played with.
That was the first time he liked a person, but it was such a trap and a lie.
So he wanted revenge, and the people who wanted to lie to him would eat their own fruit, and it would be better to live than to die.
He did it, but didn’t know that the other party didn’t lie to him.
At a banquet, he personally poured poisoned wine on his favorite. No one doubted him, suspected a relative who had been with them for hundreds of years.
After losing his mana, he personally picked up the candlestick, bit by bit, and drove the person who said he wanted to be together into the abyss. From fingertips to arms, he was completely smashed, and blood splashed on His face was a little hot, like the tears on his eyelashes.
For those disciples who did not participate in the Kun-Lai Mountain Gate, he used A Yun as a bait to capture them, hang them in the Mountain Gate, and burn them together with the Mountain Gate.
Kun-Lai’s old head, the crazy old man wanted to come to save people, and was beaten to death by him. Before his death, the old man also desperately grabbed Ayun and prayed to him that Kun-Lai could not be broken.
He asked Ayun to hand over the Three Life Stones, the place where Da Xuan went deep into the Nether, and the true usage of Wang Yin.
If he didn’t pay, he killed the remaining Kun-Lai disciples one by one in front of him.
With so many tortures and so many injuries, he forcibly deduced the whereabouts of the Sanshengshi and deduced the usage of a little Wang Yin, which made him even more convinced that he was a great sacrifice.
However, he committed suicide.
With his hands completely destroyed and the meridians broken, he still doesn’t know how to use it, destroying the spiritual platform by himself, and the soul is missing.
He obviously should feel that he could get revenge, but tears still fell.
After his death, the little blue mark on the Wang Yin disappeared.
He encountered a real big sacrifice.
The other party regretfully asked him for A Yun’s body, and said that this person had suffered for him, hoping to restrain him.
So everything he did, all his revenge, became a joke.
How much can a person hate another person?
What has he done, and what can be saved?
He was grateful to his sister in this life for letting go of several Kun-Lai disciples, so that he could not kill them, so that he could die by their swords after he had done his own things, and the body returned to A Yun to accompany him. For a lifetime.
If there is an afterlife, it will not be negative.
…
These are Feng Qingxiu’s conclusions while watching. The other party wrote a deep confession of nearly a million words in classical Chinese. The words are shocking, the voice is crying, and the literary talent is brilliant. From time to time there will be a few famous lines that are worth passing down to the world. , Seeing Feng Qingxiu’s magical thoughts surging, he almost ran away.
“He still wants to meet you in the next life!” Feng Qing was very delicate, the invisible sword energy burst out suddenly, and there was nothing left to eradicate the invisible numbers on the mountain. The ice crystals scattered, and numerous snowflakes were stirred up in the cave, one after another Slowly fall.
“The wailing of a loser, Xiao Qing just look a little bit away.” Ji Yunlai quickly swept through his mind and shrugged, “I killed him later.”
He remembered that he had one man and one sword, and he went to Huanbo Mountain alone, and killed the men who killed Kun-Lai’s disciples by Li Xianjing.
As for Li Xianjing at that time, he didn’t avoid letting him kill and said that he died willingly. There was no need to tell Xiaoqing about this kind of thing.
Being distressed by Xiaoqing…Ji Yunlai tilted his head slightly, keenly feeling that Xiaoqing’s attitude towards him had changed a little because of this stimulation.
If there was still a barrier before, then at this moment, Xiao Qing seemed to no longer regard him as the supreme Xing Dao master.
However, Xiaoqing’s cultivation level seemed to have changed because of this stimulus.
No matter, there are always gains and losses in life, and I want to use Xiaoqing’s character to stabilize this terrifying cultivation.
Ji Yunlai almost held Xiao Qing’s hand affectionately, so that he did not destroy the Kun-Lai classics on the stone wall.
“I’m not sad anymore,” Ji Yunlai looked at the stone wall indifferently, with a calm voice, “Neither the former corpse nor the disciples of the disciples are sad anymore.”
Feng Qingxiu turned her head to look at him, her clear eyes were particularly angry, and even a terrifying deterrence. Under his eyes, he was ready to move, and it seemed that the seal would overflow at any time, making the world and the earth annihilated, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the dragons and snakes rose to land. .
“It’s all over. There is no need to be immersed in hatred. Those who have died can’t come back.” Ji Yunlai’s voice echoed in the huge cave, softly and leisurely, “After Xizhou re-established a school, I have been here. Here, I want to uncover the graves of the disciples and send them back to Kun-Lai.”
The chill in Feng Qingxiu’s eyes gradually receded, as she squeezed Master’s fingers and eased.
“But later I saw that the tomb was in the former residence of Kun-Lai. The feng shui has been set, so I don’t want to disturb the peace of the deceased any more, so I didn’t move this place. It’s just that a formation was set up in the city and the monks were forbidden to come.” Ji Yunlai’s voice was light. , “Until I remembered a few days ago, it was only then that I took the legacy of the year.”
To be honest, he really didn’t expect that he would have such a miserable time.
I also understand why the 983-year-old self gave him a suicide note back then that said, “Simply put, I met a scumbag and rushed to find the abuser, then repented, killed him and started a family again.”
This is really earth-shattering scum. I thought I was single for more than three hundred years, and I finally had my first love to talk about this kind of appearance. It was also sad, but fortunately, I got through it.
Forgetting everything, and Xiaoqing had a love relationship again, and it succeeded.
Then there is nothing to be sad about.
“Why do you suddenly remember, come and take the legacy?” Feng Qingxiu frowned, looking dangerously at the suit that claimed to be “used to accompany the master”.
It’s no wonder that Master hasn’t said what to look for. If he had said it earlier, he must have exploded at that time. It is estimated that he was not found on the way, but killed.
There is no doubt that he can control his shadow now. If he does it, he will not be afraid of ten and eight.
Even if someone dared to come, he – he was not afraid.
“I saw a guy hugging and crying in other people’s memories,” Ji Yun came to touch the tip of his apprentice’s ears and smiled lightly. “Then thought, if you can take it back and turn it into an incarnation, Kun Lai will have no worries about disconnecting the Internet, and even more. With your apprentice, you don’t have to play with a paper man every day.”
The indifference on Feng Qing Xiujun’s face immediately became unbearable, and a thin layer of red spread instantly, thinking that the spiritual friendship last night did not satisfy the master, feeling that the whole person was about to explode, and suddenly said angrily: “You But speak in front of the widow, be serious!”
“Do I still respect my own legacy?” Ji Yunlai was murdered by his apprentice again, and smiled slightly, “I don’t mind anymore.”
Feng Qingxiu was speechless for a while, just raised her hand, and was about to clean up the obstructive suit.
“Wait, wait a minute!” Zhao Hao, who had been ignored for a long time, finally recovered his voice. He almost tremblingly pointed to Ji Yun, his teeth fighting a little, “You, are you a human or a ghost, or my teacher? Honored descendants, descendants?”
“Master?” Feng Qingxiu and Ji Yunlai raised their eyebrows at the same time.
“Yes! I learned the Kun-Lai technique, and I am a Kun-Lai disciple!” Zhao Hao said.
Ji Yunlai stared at his somewhat flustered face. After several breaths, he couldn’t help smiling and sighing: “It’s a sin.”
“Well, don’t want to lie to me, you…” He pointed to Feng Qingxiu, seeing Ji Yunlai’s gaze extremely complicated, “You are obviously a disciple of the Taiqing Sect. Tell you, everything here is mine. Don’t be delusional!”
The one that resembles the master, must have changed! They must be a partnership to lie to me!
Right, that is it.
“What can you lie?” Feng Qingxiu looked at him faintly, and between raising her hand, was the most authentic Kun-Lai True Essence Spell, which fell on Zhao Hao. “Six hundred years ago, Master Sword Slash Emperor Yin, Daxuan collapsed, it’s impossible for you to have never heard of it, right?”
“But, but the master clearly killed Li Xianjing, so he came back, he came back and sat down!” Zhao Hao was messed up.
“To reshape the physical body, as long as there is essence and blood is enough, but the best physical body is rebuilt, the previous cultivation base cannot be taken away,” Ji Yunlai smiled indifferently, “I’m just rebuilding it.”
Heavenly demon crossing the elfa sword is the most dangerous, fastest, and most pathless method in the world.
“I read little, don’t lie to me!” Zhao Hao said with an expression of how possible, “You have only been a few years, and you will kill the Emperor Yin. It is impossible. After more than ten years, you will be in harmony again? “
“It’s not more than ten years, seven years,” Ji Yunlai put his arms around his little apprentice, concealing some of the show off, and said calmly, “After more than ten years, he is already a fairy.”
“How could it be possible that there are only three immortals in Zhongzhou, and three come here!” Zhao Hao didn’t believe it, but for some reason, there is always a lingering fear in his heart…
“Xizhou Kun-Lai is also pretty good now. Since you have obtained the Kun-Lai true biography, then let me go back to Xizhou.” Feng Qingxiu looked at him indifferently, thought for a moment, and jokingly said, “Maybe you passed the foreign exam. Maybe.”
“In other words, I’m not the head of Kun-Lai anymore?” Zhao Hao asked sadly, oh my god! He has always taken this as his responsibility.
“Yes.” Ji Yun came to touch the poor child, no longer minding that the fragment of Wang Yin that he held at birth had a closer relationship with him.
Li Xian Jing had already lost his soul, so what if he really had a trace of Daxuan’s blood?
If you don’t follow the past, let him go if you should.