Chapter seven hundred and twentieth seventh the end without tears
During Qiye's sleep, his consciousness continued to experience memory fragments from his previous life as a general, "No, Junior Sister Ganjiang... I will definitely cut off the Wentian Sword..."
The sound of the flute enters the ears, making the chaotic consciousness clear for seven nights in the consciousness space.
"Well, this flute sound belongs to him." Qiye already knew who the visitor was.
In an instant, my mind turned around and I was already standing in a waterless ocean.
The missing boat and one sail appeared again, "Thousands of years of practice together, the missing boat and one sail. Boundless sinking, sailing across the sea of fa."
"There is no boat but only sail to cross!"
"Sage Qiye, do you want some tea?" The familiar words sounded again. Quezhou Yifandu picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of him for Qiye.
Qiye didn't care about drinking tea. He recalled the experience in the previous dream and said quickly: "This is a waterless ocean. I was affected by the memories of generals and shed tears. What about Xiaoqian and the others?"
Quezhou Yifandu picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip of the tea in it, and said calmly: "The speed of time in the waterless ocean is different from that in the outside world. The generals have also been suppressed by me, so the Holy Lord does not need to worry."
Knowing that there was no threat to Nie Xiaoqian's life, Qiye calmed down and said, "I see, thank you, Master."
Seeing that Qiye's mood had stabilized, Quezhou said, "The Holy Lord must have known his life experience when he came to the City Without Tears."
Qiye wanted to clear up the doubts in his mind and asked Quezhou: "May I ask Master, am I the enemy of seven generations?"
"Just call me 'Que Zhou'." Que Zhou did not change his indifference and asked, "Don't you already have the answer in your mind?"
It was a big dream, but Qiye actually already had the answer in his heart, "It seems that everything is true as Zhuge Liuyun said, I am the reincarnation of a seven-generation enemy and a capable general."
Quezhou narrated the cause and effect, "In the past, Yixi stole the elites of Liuhe and cast the Yixi Sword, single-handedly causing the tragedy of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie's sixth life. Under the cycle of cause and effect, you became the Yixi Sword's
The war leader and the holy king of the Yin Yue Dynasty came to this city without tears to put an end to all this."
Although he understood his identity, Qiye still wanted to find out the ending of this story, "Is everything destined? What about the ending of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie?"
Que Zhou asked: "Destiny and Destiny. If the Holy Lord really wants to know these, you can go to the Ganjiang Sword Forging Furnace deep in the City of No Tears and hold the Ganjiang Sword in your hand to get the answer. But is this really a Holy King? Do you want to know this?
Do you want it?"
Even Qiye himself didn't know the answer to this. "Perhaps only when I know the whole truth can I have the power to choose."
Hearing this, Quezhou smiled and said, "I hope the Holy Lord can find the answer next time we talk."
After saying that, smoke filled the air, and Qiye in reality suddenly woke up.
"Brother Qiye."
"Sage, you're awake."
Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Qiye waking up.
"I'm fine." Sensing that the sad atmosphere in the air was no longer so strong, Qiye said to Nie Xiaoqian and the others: "Xiaoqian, I'm going to the sword-making furnace and the others in the city. You guys stay here."
"Brother Qiye, be careful then."
"kindness."
Qiye came to the sword furnace of Ganjiang Sword, slowly stretched out his hand, and touched the sword furnace for a moment.
Ganjiang's memories came flooding back, Qiye experienced everything as if he was in it, and saw the ending of Ganjiang and Moye.
On the other side, Nie Xiaoqian, the reincarnation of Mo Xie, was guided by an inexplicable force and left the resting place of everyone and came to the sword-forging furnace of Mo Xie's sword.
Encountering the memory of Moye from the previous life, the memory of Moye from the previous life appeared in his mind, and he met Su Tianxin.
In front of Su Tianxin, the scene of Mo Xie dying on the sword was staged again, but Su Tianxin stopped him.
Afterwards, Nanaya arrives who has obtained Gan Jiang's memory.
The two men, who had gained the memories of Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, met again and finally believed in the fact that they were enemies for seven generations.
But a problem faced them. Nie Xiaoqian didn't love Qiye at all and only had family affection for him.
When Su Tianxin saw the Seventh Generation Complainant and the Seventh Generation Love arrive at the same time, she understood that Moye had brought everyone here in order to end this tragedy where it began.
Afterwards, Yan Hongye and Zhuge Wuwei arrived together.
After a conversation, the two decided to let nature take its course and no longer pursue the fate of being married for seven lifetimes.
Seven generations of love and seven generations of hatred meet as natural rivals. Fate is like a pair of invisible hands pushing the four of them forward.
Qiye and Nie Xiaoqian, who understood the ins and outs of the matter, pointed out that because Su Tianxin still loved Gan Jiang, she did not seize the opportunity and killed Gan Jiang with Moye Sword.
Ganjiang's sorrow became more and more intense, leaving Su Tianxin powerless, so she placed her hope on Yan Hongye, who practiced "Xuanxin Secret Art", to be able to do what she had not accomplished.
Yan Hongye also revealed the truth with one sentence, "Su Tianxin, this city without tears does not belong to generals at all, it belongs to you."
After going through this intertwined journey of past and present, Su Tianxing was finally able to face her heart frankly, "That's right."
Yan Hongye asked: "There must be a way to get me out of here.
"However, if everything ends here, it may be a good ending for you."
Zhuge Wuwei, who had the most open-minded personality, stepped forward and said to Su Tianxin: "Sister Tianxin, maybe we can break the fate. As long as we can leave this city without tears."
Zhuge Wuwei's words provided Su Tianxin with a new idea and asked Nie Xiaoqian: "What about you? Are you sure you can break your fate?"
Even Nie Xiaoqian herself couldn't give an accurate answer, "I don't know either. I still love Ning Caichen, but I know that I must fall in love with Brother Qiye."
"Before seven lives, I failed my cousin Mo Xie. After seven lives, I can't let her down anymore. I have a method that I can try." As she said that, Su Tianxin had already made up her mind to go to the place where Mo Xie died with his sword.
Just when Su Tianxin was determined to die with the sword and rebuild the Moye Sword, the familiar sound of the flute came to everyone's ears again.
Qiye was the first to recognize it, "This is...the sound of Master Quezhou's flute."
Shangguan Yu'er said happily: "It is the sound of this flute that makes the sorrow in the city disappear."
Yan Hongye also recognized the sound of the flute, "The sound of this flute is the same as the one that freed everyone from the Blood God's control that day outside the Forest of Forgetfulness."
The Blood God in the dark heard the sound of the flute and said, "Have you finally taken action?"
Zhuge Liuyun closed his eyes and said: "This means that for Qiye, Junior Sister Hongye and the others have made their choice, and Su Tianxin has overcome her own obsession."
"Thousands of years of practice together, a boat with only one sail missing. Boundless sinking, sailing across the sea of Dharma." Accompanied by the poem's trumpet, in the smoke, the boat with only one sail missing floated out and officially appeared in front of everyone.
"Master Quezhou, it really is you!"
"You were the one that day."
Quezhou Yifandu's first words were, "Congratulations to everyone for surviving this disaster."