"The demonic energy will corrode you from the inside." Shan Hai advised him, "Don't force yourself. She can't possess your six-path impermanent body, but it's not difficult to invade you with the demonic energy."
Shi Wuqi couldn't help but shake his head: "You can't risk your life just because you can't die."
"If we don't fight, life will be ruined. My death is impermanent, and I can't just live in peace. If I don't fight, I don't know what I will do."
Shui Wujun's voice was very low and light. His strength was exhausted by this battle. Several people were a little desperate, and they were as helpless as Shui Wujun.
"You can run away now. If you run far away, it may still be too late." Shui Wujun straightened up, the bones on his body seemed to be rusty, and there was a pause in every movement. "Leave the spiritual veins from where you came from and walk away."
Some, go somewhere else.”
"What should you do?" Yun Ge asked.
"There is no other choice but to fight. Anyway, with this body, I will only be able to blacksmith during my lifetime." Shui Wujun showed a wry smile, and it was obvious that he did not smile often because his expression was too ugly. "I am fortunate to see you in my dream."
After arriving at the Demon-Sealing Blade, I thought about going
Forge such a peerless magic weapon. How terrifying this weapon is, the world can only take a peek, which shows what kind of monsters the Shura Ghost Path is full of. I think monsters like Ghost Girl Thousand Faces are just one of the prey of the Shura Sword.
Bar."
"This is humanity! You are human!" Dai Luan shouted, "At least it used to be! Yama Demon didn't let you kill anyone, nor did he let you protect anyone, so why did you..."
"Not really. I was a knifesmith during my lifetime, so I forged knives and made swords. This is my duty. It is no different from a cook cooking, a tailor making clothes, and a cobbler tanning leather. Since after death, the six realms are impermanent, I can walk in the six realms and check and balance humans and demons.
, Reconciling yin and yang should also be our responsibility."
People were speechless for a while, especially Yun Ge. His attitude towards Shui Wujun was very complicated. He knew that his father must have known who killed him before he died. He walked very peacefully, without any pain, and the corners of his mouth even
With a smile of relief. Official
At the house, he was thinking about Yun Kuai's reputation and did not dare to smear it at will - otherwise it would not be a slap in his face? Therefore, he did not attribute the cause of death to the impermanence of the six paths, lest people doubt Yun Kuai's character. Therefore, in the past,
Only then did the saying that people died from overwork spread.
Did his father say anything to Shui Wujun before he died? At that time, did Shui Wujun know that he had this son? And this son, like his father, had the same respect for Fusong Fengdai's reputation.
It is the responsibility of the Six Paths of Impermanence and Onmyoji to subjugate and eliminate demons.
The cook kills vegetables, the butcher kills pigs, and the killer kills people. Is this also their "responsibility"?
What is the so-called "original mind"?
The answer gradually emerged and was about to come out, but the ripples rippled repeatedly, but no signs emerged, which made him feel itchy in his heart, which was always steady.
"Then I won't back down even more." Shan Hai said one word at a time, "In the face of a powerful enemy, there is no reason for a demon slayer to back down."
"You are no match for her." Shui Wujun said.
"Neither are you, no one is." Shi Wuqi raised his head and looked at the ghost face dancing in the blood clouds, "This is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. Human beings should also take responsibility for monsters created by human hands.
It would be outrageous to blame all of you on impermanence."
Shui Wujun was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say. He didn't expect that these people were more stubborn and... stupid than he thought. He sighed heavily, and his breath seemed to be mixed with Ruoyouruo.
No blood.
"This monster cannot be punished by human weapons."
"Are you talking about the Demon Sealing Blade?" For a moment, Dai Luan thought of Yingyue Jun who also needed it, "But we don't have such a weapon..."
"etc."
Faint memories flashed through Shan Hai's mind, and he captured them keenly.
"There is one thing that I may not remember clearly...but I remember that Lord Shuangyue showed up when I was with Chili and the others. That is, he brought Mu Wan here. At that time, I was talking to them
, but I vaguely remember... Lord Shuangyue once said something, saying that you have a handful... what kind of fake?"
"Ah, didn't you listen carefully?" Shui Wujun forced a smile again.
"No offense intended. My mind wasn't here at the time, but now that I suddenly think about it, I'm a little concerned. He said it was a fake, and you had the chance to see the Demon-Sealing Blade, so..."
Shui Wujun nodded silently and did not deny it.
"Indeed. Among the six blades, one is an imitation of the Demon Sealing Blade."
"Cut the blood and seal the throat?"
Not only Dai Luan asked this, but everyone thought so. After all, it was a weapon embodying the path of Shura.
"No." He raised the rusty sword in his hand, "This is it."
They felt an indescribable shock, and their breaths froze. They really couldn't imagine how the fragile, ugly sword in his hand had anything to do with the famous Demon-Sealing Blade. In terms of appearance and length, it had nothing to do with it.
There is no comparison.
"Not anymore. It uses rare raw materials, which you probably don't understand. No matter how I hit it, I couldn't get the feeling of the Demon-Sealing Blade, so I melted it down. It wasn't until I forged five other weapons.
I remembered, and this
Such a piece of material. It sounds like a waste of resources. I mixed other good crystal stones into it and changed the sword mold. I didn't expect to forge such a rusty thing. It was not beaten properly and was sharpened hastily.
thing."
Dai Luan came closer to take a look and found that the Duan Chenhuan sword held in Shui Wujun's hand was not a real rusty sword, but it had rust-like patterns on it. When he touched it gently with his hand, it was as smooth as jade. Dai Luan
Luan's hand cannot feel its temperature, neither cold nor hot, perhaps because it is the same temperature as human skin. Touching it will only give the feeling of "touching something".
"There are evil people, fierce ghosts, and demons in the human world. There are hells in the six realms, hungry ghosts, and animals. Similarly, there is an undying fighting spirit and unchanging divinity in this human world. I have seen it - from you
On your body, on each of you.”
Hearing such lofty praise from Mr. Shuiwu made them feel moved, but at the same time they had an ominous premonition. This feeling cannot be described. For example, it is like someone you are familiar with has done something unusual.
Routine speech, and you get a hunch that the other party is about to do something more unconventional.
"Three thousand mortal worlds are ultimately difficult to 'forge'."
The cloud was forming the ghost girl's thousand-faced body. It slowly bulged out many empty bubbles. Some of the faces began to have cracks, as if they had been cut open again and again by Sakimen Lang, and the cloud did the same, constantly.
More bloated bulges are formed. They are constantly dividing, one becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight... faster and faster, more and more
.It is like some kind of embryo - an extremely huge embryo. Each face will find a place to stay and be embedded in it. Sometimes it will come out and pull out a few "blood threads" like meridians. It is still in the sky.
From the part parallel to the ground, a red-black liquid began to drip from the cracks. It was very viscous and looked like hot lava. Maybe it was her "hair".
"There's no time..." Yun Ge sighed softly.
"Yeah, I said a few words and ended the chance." Shi Wuqi spread his hands, "Go ahead, I'll take the lead."
Shui Wujun suddenly raised his sword and blocked him in front of him.
"No need."
"……do what?"
Shui Wujun did not answer Shi Wuqi, but looked at Dai Luan. She looked at him in confusion, but she felt even more anxious. She was afraid that she didn't want to hear the next words, and Shui Wujun didn't have to say them.
"A Luan is smart. I know, in fact, you have always thought that I regard you as a popular Xuanqing girl."
"I know, but... I don't really care. Everyone has their own opinions, and I don't have to force it. If I want to be myself, I can do it. It's not up to anyone to decide."
Mu Wan, who had been sitting on the side, suddenly opened his eyes.
She felt very uncomfortable, her posture was not straight, but she could not move. She had no strength in her whole body. She didn't know whether it was due to the spell or the influence of her previous possession, but at least she was mentally clear. She wanted to take off the spell, but she couldn't.
He couldn't even complete this action, and he couldn't speak, so he could only blink.
She heard some of the previous things and thought she was dreaming. It wasn't until she really opened her eyes that she realized that she was in the real world. Mu Wan suddenly recalled a passage that "Qing Nu" said to herself in Qinglian Town.
of.
"That night, Shui Wujun was the first to leave. He has always been taciturn and indifferent. Before leaving, he just left a cold sentence: 'You'd better atone for this'."
He is not a heartless person, but his perception and expression of emotions are slower than ordinary people. Over hundreds of years, his feelings for the goddess have slowly accumulated, and it doesn't matter whether it is called love or not. Shui Wujun has a deep love for Hongxuan.
The long night of disgust is not groundless, but
It's such a strong contrast. Although other impermanent people who don't like him also have this reason, Shui Wujun is the most obvious. Qingnu sacrificed her love for impermanent people, but he had to sacrifice for this unknown, yet-to-be-unknown...
The formed seedlings were covered with soil and buried.
Shui Wujun knew that Dai Luan was not a young girl, he knew it deeply. Because of this, his heart that had not cooled down and was no longer cooled had nowhere to rest. He used this as an excuse to put this care in Ah
On Luan.
Does Aluan know? She is a smart child, and she may have noticed it a long time ago. She also has her own unique gentleness, so she never bothers or takes advantage of this careful and hard-won feeling.
"I know." Shui Wujun said, "Thank you for helping me."
"Why are you thanking me? Don't thank me. If you do this, I will feel..."
"Yun Ge." He suddenly named another person's name, and Yun Ge was shocked, "Don't you want to know what the 'original heart' that my late father said is? I'm stupid, and I'm afraid I can't tell you anything. Probably.
...It’s about asking your heart what you want to do, right? Forget about right and wrong, good and evil, and just ask yourself what you want to do.”
"I……"
"I don't understand. Let me demonstrate it to you. And...the Lord of Hundred Skeletons."
Shi Wuqi frowned, his usual calmness gone, but he didn't speak.
"You are wrong. You said before that the Six Paths of Impermanence will not die. That is not the case. That adult once told us, 'Death is your own choice.' At that time, Lord Ruyue expressed that he was not satisfied with having the power of death.
An Xin, I don’t understand it yet. But now I will understand it.”
After that, Shui Wujun held his sword and dragged his tired body towards the lava lake.
"What are you going to choose?" Dai Luan panicked, "What are you going to do?"
Under extreme anxiety, only Shan Hai remained silent. He knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, and it was too late to do anything.
The light above and below is red, and the colors of clouds and fire are intertwined. The twisted black smoke behind burns through the last spell and turns it into scattered ashes. In this red, Shui Wujun is like a drop of cool morning dew.
, the whole body exudes a dark blue soft light, as if it will evaporate in the next second, as if the vast sea will surge into the sky in the next second.
He is the pine that helps the fire burn, and the wind that fuels the flames.
"Forge a sword with your body."
After that, he pulled off the forehead band and leaned back.
