Outside the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, the breeze was blowing, and the red bamboos were swaying in the wind, and the sound of rustling echoed, not the sound of nature, but better than the sound of nature.
Fu Xie's mental roar also rose and fell, becoming part of the sound of nature in his world, affecting his whole body. Wherever it passed, all areas of his body gradually trembled, and his thoughts quickly dissipated.
But it didn't dissipate quickly, so it gave him some time to recall the journey.
The ten sands of sand represent the desert he went to, the hundred zes represent the swamp where he escaped, the thousand graves represent the bare mountains like tombs, and the ten thousand forests are right in front of him, and the nursery rhymes bear witness to his journey.
It seemed that from the moment he stepped into the desert, everything about him was the nursery rhyme weaved by the other party. This was a strange divine right.
His name is Story.
The thoughts in Fu Xie's mind were completely lost after realizing this divine power. His mind went blank and his eyes were blank. He fell into an ethereal sluggishness, looking at Wan Lin in front of him and the gods standing in front of him.
The figure of the other party was infinitely large, as if he controlled everything and knew everything.
I seem to have become a character in the story, staring at creation.
You can't think, because the character's thoughts are given by the storyteller.
Unable to move, because the character's actions are also given by the storyteller.
Even the fear and horror have been lost, and to a certain extent, this storyteller can be considered compassionate.
At this moment, the compassionate Yu Liuchen raised his right hand and made a slight hook. Suddenly, the sound of tearing echoed, and the big sword stuck to the body behind Fu Xie was separated from his body and slowly flew up. In mid-air, lumps of disgusting flesh and blood slid down, revealing the dim bubbles and ruined towers inside.
【Hey, is there another person here? 】
The corners of Yu Liuchen's mouth curled up.
The moment the sound came out, Xu Qing, who was in the ruined tower, stood up silently, walked out of the ruined tower, took one step out of the bubble, and appeared in front of Yu Liuchen.
[Meet the seniors.] Xu Qing lowered his head.
The appearance of Yu Liuchen was not within his expectation. He thought that someone would save him, but no matter how he analyzed it, Yu Liuchen could not be included.
Even though this person had cooperated and helped the emperor when he was holding the sword before, Xu Qing felt that both his actions and thoughts were strange and changeable, and his happiness, anger, good and evil all depended on his thoughts. Time is unpredictable.
[Isn’t this the heir who holds the sword?]
Yu Liuchen seems to be smiling but not smiling.
Xu Qing put away his thoughts and bowed respectfully.
[Xu Qing will remember the life-saving grace of his predecessors.]
Yu Liuchen smiled, raised his right hand and waved, and bamboos flew out one after another. A bamboo platform was pieced together in front of him, with five teacups on it, and a stove appeared out of thin air on the side, and an old teapot. Burned by flames above.
There was water in the teapot and it began to boil. Then five streams of water flew out and fell into the five teacups respectively. Immediately, the aroma overflowed and spread.
After doing this, Yu Liuchen crossed his legs, picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
[You said you will remember it, do you remember it with your current divinity, or with the humanity that is about to be lost when it becomes dim? 】
Xu Qing thought for a while, took out a blank bamboo slip from his storage bag, and carved six words on it with his right hand: [Yu Liuchen, I have great kindness.]
Afterwards, Xu Qing put the jade slip back into the storage bag and looked at Jade Liuchen in front of him.
【Remember this.】
Yu Liuchen raised his eyebrows in amusement, and looked at Xu Qing carefully.
【Interesting, let’s sit down and drink tea.】
Xu Qing did not hesitate, sat aside, picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. The hot tea fell from his throat and exploded in his body, forming a heat wave.
The extension of the whole body shocked Xu Qing's mind, stirring up all the memories from childhood to adulthood.
These memories, like pictures, emerged in Xu Qing's mind.
He saw Wushuang City, saw the misery of his childhood, saw the silence after the first murder, saw the death of Master Bai, and saw the Seven Blood Pupils ()
friendship, saw myself distorted when facing Zi Qing, saw the figure of the old palace master Kong Liangxiu and the sword-wielding emperor...
I even saw Zixuan, I saw Ling'er, I saw my senior brother...
But unfortunately, these experiences that belonged to him, all these pictures, are now indescribably strange, as if he is watching the lives of others.
The joys and sorrows in front of him could hardly affect his heart at the moment.
Until the next moment, under the heat of the tea, the colors of these memory pictures became more and more vivid, and the joy, anger, sorrow and joy jumping out of them became more and more obvious.
In the end, it was endlessly amplified and turned into one thunder after another, exploding continuously.
boom!
Xu Qing was shocked, he felt joy!
boom!
Xu Qing's mind was in turmoil. He felt panic, then anger, then horror, then sadness.
All kinds of human emotions and desires return here.
The world before his eyes was no longer the same as before, it had more colors.
Xu Qing raised his head suddenly, breathing rapidly, and his expression was not as calm as before. He felt that the humanity he had once had to suppress was rising.
and regained balance with the divinity that he had deliberately magnified.
Heng Heng, and furthermore, the murderous intention towards Fu Xie burst out uncontrollably in his heart, causing Xu Qing to turn his head suddenly and look at the dull Fu Xie aside, with strong murderous intent in his eyes.
But soon, he took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, looked at Yu Liuchen in front of him, stood up, clasped his fists, bowed and bowed again.
【Thank you, senior!】
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Yu Liuchen took a sip of tea and spoke lightly.
[There is no need to thank me, I am here mainly because I am curious.]
Xu Qing hesitated, his thoughts swirling in his heart. He was a little unclear as to what the other party was curious about.
[I am curious about the state of people made of flesh and blood in Shanghuang. This has never happened before you. 】
Yu Liuchen looked at Xu Qing.
【So here I am.】
[In fact, even if I didn't come, the person who saved you would be arriving soon. 】
[So, you don’t need to thank me, I don’t want to have a causal relationship with you. 】
Xu Qing was silent and looked at the three extra cups on the bamboo table besides his and Yu Liuchen's cups.
[But speaking of it, what happened to you this time is very interesting...]
Yu Liuchen smiled and raised his hand to wave to the dull Fuxie.
Fu Xie's body trembled, his senses recovered, and his body resumed movement. The pupils of his eyes shrank, and shock and panic returned.
After doing this, Yu Liuchen continued talking leisurely.
[Although Fu Xie’s pair of scissors is good, but it cannot escape my eyes, how can it escape the eyes of the empress of your human race? What’s more, your master has made no sound from the beginning to the end. .]
[But you may not know... In the past few days when you were missing, the human race and Yanyue jointly spread the decree with great momentum. They completed a perfect linkage and unified the will of Wanggudongjie and shocked the people. Other areas have also shocked the Holy Land that descended on your eastern border. At the same time, they have rationally arranged the layout of troops and strategies on the grounds of looking for you. The layout of some places... Even I can't see clearly. .]
Yu Liuchen praised.
Xu Qing heard it
Understanding Yu Liuchen's hidden intention, he sighed.
As for Fu Xie, after hearing this, his breathing became obviously more rapid.
[I think the next action of the empress of your human race should be to use your matter as an excuse and to prevent similar things from happening. After showing deterrence, she should reasonably and domineeringly disperse all the Eastern Holy Lands! That's it! The means, at a very small cost, can initially clear the eastern border. No wonder Zhijian chose to fulfill her.】
Yu Liuchen narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Qing.
[It’s just hard on you. This journey has been full of twists and turns. Sure enough, the gods are ruthless. It’s miserable.]
Xu Qing had no choice but to look at Yu Liuchen.
【Senior’s()
These words have far-reaching meaning...]
When Yu Liuchen heard this, he laughed happily. He was deliberately trying to sow discord, not for anything else but just for fun.
But soon, he stopped laughing.
Xu Qing said seriously: [But the structure of seniors and juniors is not that small... If it is really as senior said, then I believe that my master is paying attention to everything. 】
"Is it possible that the appearance of senior is also expected by my master!"
Xu Qing looked at Yu Liuchen and said softly.
Yu Liuchen blinked. Xu Qing's words made him feel less interesting, so he thought deeply.
At this moment, Fu Xie's eyes were crazy. Taking advantage of this opportunity, his body suddenly roared, and his whole body's cultivation and aura exploded. Regardless of the cost, Dao blood, or everything, he retreated at full speed.
The great scissors above his head also suddenly appeared, and they cut quickly towards him.
There was a clang, as if the nothingness was cut off.
The evil body suddenly disappeared.
Xu Qing looked at him coldly, while Yu Liuchen on the side didn't even look at him and spoke calmly.
【Boy, let me tell you a story.】
[There is a story about a monk named Fuxie. He walked through ten sands, hundreds of rivers, thousands of graves, and came to Wanlin. Then he got lost, and moved back with luck. Finally, in order to thank him, he decided to explode , a flower bloomed, and then drank my cup of tea.]
As soon as Yu Liuchen finished speaking, where Fu Xie had just disappeared in front of him, in the distortion of nothingness, Fu Xie's figure became broken and even weaker, and even his cultivation was about to collapse, and he appeared again.
The moment he appeared, Fu Xie looked at the scenery and people that seemed to have remained unchanged from when he left a month ago. His expression became more horrified, and his sense of panic was once again overwhelming.
A month ago, after he cut off the cause and effect here, he did not hesitate to reveal the source of the scissors in exchange for moving it.
He finally escaped from this place, and within the next month, he experienced many lives and deaths, and traveled through countless areas until...he returned here again.
At this moment, he was trembling, looking at Yu Liuchen, without any hesitation, his body roared, and he actually chose to self-destruct.
This is the only way he can think of to get rid of it now.
But the next moment, when he woke up, the scene in front of him was still not what he had imagined. What he saw was bamboo.
Lin, Xu Qing, or Yu Liuchen...
He didn't wake up at the predetermined place, but woke up here.
【Let’s drink tea.】
Yu Liuchen spoke calmly.
Fu Xie stared blankly at the tea cup in front of him, picked it up tremblingly in despair, and drank it in a bitter gulp.
At the same time, the horizon in the distance suddenly turned gray, as if it had turned into mud, and as it spread in all directions, an honor guard team composed of countless clay figures, carrying a shrine, walked towards it.
In the team, Erniu looked excited and full of joy, waving to Xu Qing.