Chapter 384: I use blood as a curse to prevent reincarnation in every life.
Chapter 384 of The True King of Spiritual Appearance: I use blood as a curse to prevent me from reincarnation in all my lifetimes.
The mask cracked and fell into two halves on the ground.
"It's him!"
Feihe's eyes narrowed. He was a disciple of the Juling Mansion back then. He heard that he wanted to play tricks on Chen Yuan in Luodu. He was eventually taught a lesson. Later, he learned his shame and became brave. He participated in the siege of the Demon Cave and went north.
Fighting against the Yuejie people, I even heard from Fat Taoist that this person even went to West Kunlun with him. From an unknown disciple in the sect, he gradually distinguished himself and became a mainstay.
Unexpectedly, time and space coincided, and twenty years later, he actually became the master of the Juling Mansion... and also wanted to take possession of Chen Yuan's True Lord as his own.
"Master, who is he?"
The Qin Xu family had recovered some of their magic power. Seeing that Feihe's expression was different, he came forward to ask. The latter stroked his white beard under his chin and shook his head: "A lost person."
Han Youniang's eyes flickered, not knowing what she was thinking.
The surrounding cultivators were silent at this time. It was their first time to see the master of the Juling Mansion. Unexpectedly, they actually knew Feihe Laodao, the True Lord. They even felt that the Canglan Sword Sect woman over there knew about him.
Some.
They were the only ones who didn't know it at all, and seemed to be deeply separated from these people.
Among the dilapidated flower gardens.
Chen Yuan walked to the body on the ground and stopped. The silence on his face had faded, and he looked at Yu Feihong with a complicated look at blood pouring out of his mouth and nose.
"Why is that you?"
"Chen... Yuan... haha..." The man on the ground, who was already in his forties, grinned and squeezed out a bloody laugh, "Why can't it... be me?"
Chen Yuan didn't get angry, she just looked at him like this.
"Why do you do this? You should know that the things in Zhenjun Temple...can't be used except by me."
"It's a divine weapon... It's not like you can't use the Kunlun Mirror..." Yu Feihong was seriously injured, so he forced himself to lift up a little, trying to stand up.
He staggered twice, pushed away Chen Yuan who was about to reach out to help him, and took two steps back, with blood dripping from his mouth.
"...I don't need pity...Chen Yuan...you don't have the face to say these things in front of me..."
Chen Yuan frowned even more. Why did the Yu Feihong in front of him look like this? He seemed to have a deep hatred for him. He remembered that when the Tianshi Mansion was held, everyone came back from West Kunlun together.
"What have you experienced in the past twenty years? I have never offended you."
Hearing this, Yu Feihong suddenly laughed and his body swayed even more fiercely, "Haha... you didn't offend me. I even regarded you as the person I wanted to chase throughout my life... True Lord...
...I have also thought about being favored by God with a radiant look like yours...I also want to be such a person."
Chen Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw that the young man who was once sunny and smiling and passionate about killing demons had turned into this.
"So in the past twenty years, you have gone to the Demon Cave and learned this set of techniques just to catch up with me? If that's all, there is no need. If you want to learn, you can let me teach you."
"Of course it's more than that."
Clenching his blood-stained teeth, Yu Feihong looked at Chen Yuan bitterly, "I surpassed you... I ruined your temple... I also want to kill you..."
Not only did Chen Yuan frown at this, but Fei He and Sun Zhengde also frowned.
They didn't remember that Chen Yuan had any grudge against Yu Feihong. They even had a good relationship. Twenty years ago, the other party had been following Chen Yuan everywhere to slay demons.
Why did it suddenly become like this?
Chen Yuan had already asked about the doubts in their hearts.
"What have you experienced in the past twenty years? Why do you have so much hatred for me? Why do I have no impression at all?"
"Of course you don't know."
Yu Feihong laughed out loud, and then his laughter escalated, and his chuckle turned into laughter.
"You don't know...how could someone like you know..." The moment his laughter stopped, he lowered his face and said, "How could you know how it feels to lose someone you love!"
"Chen Yuan!"
Yu Feihong clenched his fists, "You... are extremely selfish... you reversed time and space... but you know that my junior sister... she had gray hair... died in my arms, and I was still in my prime!"
The words that had been hidden in my heart for many years were finally spoken out at this moment.
He shook twice, his shoulders twitched, his bloodshot eyes, tears mixed with blood and stains slid down his eyes: "She came here forty years ago... When I came back, she was already an old woman... When she saw me
At that moment, do you know what her expression was like? She couldn't face it...she cut off her cultivation and died in my arms."
Chen Yuan's face darkened, and the fat Taoist and Qin Xu family who were still aggrieved also fell silent.
The divine power of the Kunlun Mirror, reversing time and space, cannot be controlled by human beings. The arrangements of everyone are also determined by heaven. It just falls on human shoulders, which is a real heavy weight.
"I was at fault when something like this happened." Chen Yuan did not back down from his responsibility. He reversed time and space and sometimes thought about it. It was indeed as Yu Feihong said, it was too wishful thinking and he did not seek everyone's opinions, but there was nothing he could do.
Ask for it, there are thousands of people in the world, and it is impossible for everyone to be willing.
And the way of heaven and the gods in the sky are still urging him to bring that world back on track.
"Of course you are at fault, and so is this thief!"
Yu Feihong actually knew in his heart that these things were not what Chen Yuan wanted, but he had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth, so it was difficult for him to take revenge. He could only take revenge on Chen Yuan who was within his reach.
"So the method of my Lian Demon Cave is to quickly improve my cultivation level, even to a higher level, destroy those gods and men in your temple, and let them come out to seek justice for my junior sister."
When talking about the latter part, Yu Feihong's face flushed, his eyes widened and his expression became distorted.
"The two elders, Crane and Turtle, tried to dissuade me and even fell out with me... Haha... In the end, I killed them both together and sucked their flesh and blood. Chen Yuan... I was alone. I killed two of them.
A person who has always helped me, my beloved also died in front of me... Can you understand the pain in my heart?"
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The two elders, Crane and Turtle, were killed by him...
No wonder there has been no news about the two of them in Juling Mansion.
"It doesn't matter if you call me selfish or you have a grudge against me. Why bother arguing with the two elders? They are just trying to dissuade you for your own good..."
"If you are good for me, you should let me take revenge and help me become the strongest in this world, just like that concubine, Zu Yi, just like you!" I don't know if he was too excited, but Yu Feihong's flushing faded, and his face was bloodless.
He was pale, coughed violently several times, blood surged out of his seven orifices, and he sat down on the ground.
"Don't move, I'll heal your injuries!"
Chen Yuan still didn't want the young man who had followed him to disappear like this, but Yu Feihong yelled at him: "Don't come over, I won't accept your mercy!"
He stood up with difficulty, looked unsteadily in one direction, and suddenly laughed, as if he saw someone, and staggered towards him.
"Junior sister...are you here?"
"Haha...junior sister...you have become younger...becoming more beautiful..."
Yu Feihong smiled gently, as if he had returned to the sunny and passionate young man before. He grasped the air twice with his hands, and his face suddenly showed panic.
"Junior sister...where are you going...just wait for me, senior brother!"
"Junior sister..."
Yu Feihong gained and lost again, staggered for a few steps, became depressed, lowered his head and chuckled, mixed with choked sounds, which was worse than crying.
After a moment, he lifted his fingertips to remove the blood, drew a talisman array on his palm, and muttered softly.
"Use blood as a curse and soul as a guide.
Curse me not to enter reincarnation in all my lifetimes.
When you die, your soul flies away; when you die, your soul disperses.
If there is an afterlife, I will never set foot on this earth."
When Chen Yuan heard the words clearly, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. Over there, Yu Feihong yelled hysterically, "Ah!" and raised his hand to slap his forehead.
The air waves rolled up and spread in all directions, and countless petals flew all over the sky, then slowly floated down and sprinkled on the body in the flower bed.