The rain was getting heavier and Nian Sui was walking alone on the mountain road. His long black hair was soaked by the rain and fell down in a very messy way.
The past seventy years lingered in his mind, making the gray fog in the depths of his eyes thicker.
In a daze, the gray shadow of the three-foot-long sword appeared again.
His feet were suddenly empty, and he stepped into a mud puddle. Nian Sui fell straight onto the side of the cliff, and rolled down with his body covered in mud and water.
Heartbreaking pain came from his limbs and bones. He closed his eyes in confusion, and his remaining consciousness was completely submerged in darkness.
…
"Why do you practice?"
"To know the truth."
"What's the use of knowing the truth? The heaven and earth are vast, there are countless sentient beings, and human power is sometimes limited. How can small creatures compete with the number of heavens?"
"To know the truth."
"evil creature!"
"To know the truth."
After hearing the third sentence, "In order to know the truth," the questioning voice paused, and its tone changed slightly.
"Even if I hear the truth in the morning and die in the evening, are you willing?"
"willing."
"Even if your body is broken to pieces, your soul is shattered, are you willing?"
"willing."
"Even if you suffer countless calamities, your true spirit is annihilated, and you die with your own body, are you willing?"
"willing."
…
In the darkness and nothingness, I slowly opened my eyes, and what I saw was a beautiful young man wearing a brocade and blue cloud-woven grosgrain robe.
The beautiful young man closed his eyes tightly, and there was a gray-white long sword beside him. The sword was inserted into the cliff stone at his feet, emitting a pale white light.
"It turns out that I am you, but you are not me."
Nian Sui looked at him quietly with a wry smile on his face.
Getting closer, Nian Sui looked down at the dim sword and said, "Ji Yuenian, thank you so much for allowing me to exist in this world and allowing me to live this life completely."
"But I still have regrets after all..."
Sitting down on my knees, I thought of the figure who accompanied me silently.
"I would rather think that I am really a hunter in the mountains. If so, I can spend this life with her in an ordinary way."
"Ji Yuenian, I was born because of you, but I am different from you. I..."
Nian Sui stretched out his fist, hammered hard against the gray ground, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't give in!"
The gray-white long sword trembled slightly, and a trace of icy blue light condensed out, lying across Nian Sui's neck.
Protector of the Divine Sword.
If he gives up his enlightenment and returns to his origin, this sword can only forcefully kill him, and then cut out a trace of his soul, and continue to wait for the awakening of reincarnation.
Nian Nian never paid attention to this gleam of ice-blue sword light, but raised his head and laughed so wildly that he shed tears.
After a while, he coughed several times, stopped laughing, and looked at the silent gray sword: "You are very loyal, don't worry, I will return my understanding to the soul, although I am full of regrets.
In this life, I have been somewhat proud, so there is no need to humiliate me in such a way."
The gray-white long sword buzzed, and the ice-blue sword light dispersed.
Nian Ni struggled to stand up, walked to the long sword, glanced sideways at Ji Yuenian, who had his eyes closed tightly, and said: "I was born because of you, and I will be wiped out because of you. I have no resentment in my heart.
I just feel a little pity for you. If you continue on this road of seeking, all that will be left in the end is loneliness."
His hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.
The light blooms.
The gray stone shell is cracked every inch, and blazing white light shines out from the cracks.
After a few breaths, all the stone shells scattered and flew away. What Nian Sui held in his hand was a three-foot long sword as white as ice and snow.
Falling Snow Divine Sword.
Holding this snow sword as he held it, he casually made a sword flower, and his figure gradually became illusory.
Countless light points escaped from his body and submerged into the Luoxue Divine Sword. The Luoxue Divine Sword sent these densely packed light points into Ji Yuenian's sleeping soul through the connection between the true spirits.
For hundreds of years, Ji Yuenian has been lonely and lonely since he was a child. He has an indifferent temperament and has never really experienced anything in the world. Although his state of mind is extremely high, he still lacks a hint of understanding and has never been able to truly reach perfection.
He has the "Prajna Heart Sutra" to protect his soul, but his soul cultivation is still eroded by the "Bone and Skull Technique" performed by the Dongxu Body, precisely because his state of mind is never perfect.
The Luoxue Divine Sword separated a trace of its origin from its soul and sent it to the Weiyuan Mountains and Sea on the far western edge of the North Sea, in order to realize the emotions that Ji Yuenian lacked.
As the brilliant light flows, all the insights and experiences gained over the years are absorbed into the depths of Ji Yuenian's soul, making his state of mind gradually become more complete.
…
"Princess Princess!"
The figure of the creature in black robes twisted and appeared, looking extremely anxious.
Princess Hanchi was leaning on the luxurious jade couch, enjoying the diligent service of the handsome young man under her skirt. She squinted her eyes contentedly, looked sideways at the black-robed creature outside the palace, and said: "What's the matter...ah...
…Why are you so alarmed?”
The black-robed creature secretly glanced at the person lying under Princess Hanchi's skirt, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze and said urgently: "The Empress of Jin Sheng Palace has issued an order for the princess to rush to the Imperial City of the Demon Kingdom immediately."
"Okay, I'm going to... ah... get out of here!"
Princess Hanchi groaned, stretched out her bare white jade toes, and kicked the young man under her skirt aside.
The creature in black robe sighed, took out a blood-red edict from his sleeve, and said: "Princess Princess..."
When Princess Hanchi saw the edict, her expression immediately became much more solemn. She stood up from the jade couch and took the blood-red edict in one hand.
After a while, Princess Hanchi gritted her teeth and said with a gloomy look: "Clean up this place for me, and I will go to the Imperial City of the Demon Kingdom immediately."
After saying this, she scattered into light spots all over the sky and disappeared into the main hall.
The black-robed creature stood up, walked to the kneeling young man's side, and said, "Raise your head."
The young man raised his head tremblingly, his face was pale, but he was very handsome.
The creature in black robe looked at the fragrant nectar remaining in his eyebrows and hair, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and said: "You deserve to die under the princess's skirt."
A black light condensed from the fingers and pressed on the young man's heavenly spirit without hesitation.
…
The imperial city of the Zhuzi Demon Kingdom, the Golden Holy Palace.
Chaotian Palace.
"A bunch of trash!"
The Empress of Jin Sheng Palace slammed the jade slip in her hand to the ground, her eyes extremely cold.
Many creatures were kneeling on the ground, their heads lowered, and no one dared to speak.
Before half a stick of incense, Ji Yuenian, who was suppressed in the Demon Prison, suddenly disappeared without leaving any trace.
For decades, under the confinement of the "Bone and Skull Technique", her divine blood has long been stripped away. In recent days, Princess Qingyue has been searching for the magical spells in her soul.