Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 107
The huge golden sword shadow gradually faded, and the buzzing tremors and sword sounds also gradually stopped.
That was the end of the questioning.
Those spiritual senses scattered like flying dust converged into a figure in the pale golden light, which was shallow and blurred.
It is Huaxin.
For 25 years, he has been using Feng Xueli’s body to wear Feng Xueli’s appearance, even in this chaotic line with spiritual consciousness, he is still the same.
Until this moment, he finally showed his original appearance.
Wu Xingxue looked at the former Lingtai Immortal Head, suddenly a little complicated and unspeakable.
The relationship between him, Xiao Fuxuan, and this fairy head is indeed not a “celestial friend”, and the only understanding they had before came from Yun Hai.
Unexpectedly, hundreds of years later, they would have these explicit or covert involvements.
When the last afterimage of Hua Xin appeared in its original form, Wu Xingxue suddenly noticed a very slight sound not far behind him.Sounds like gravel rolling.
Is it the wind or someone?
He was about to check, when the afterimage of Huaxin suddenly opened his mouth vaguely: “Someone once said to me in a chat that he was often curious about why Tianxiu would be questioned by the demon at the last moment…”
Wu Xingxue was startled and turned her head.
“I hope the demons will repent?” Even at this time, Hua Xin’s voice still sounded calm, “He said that he had seen demons when he was still a mortal, and he didn’t think those demons would be sincere because of a questioning at the end of their lives. Feeling wrong.”
Wu Xingxue looked at Xiao Fuxuan, and saw his fingers holding the sword hilt paused, and raised his eyebrows.
“No one in this world will feel that they are wrong because of punishment. Even if they admit their mistakes, they just don’t want to be punished. I used to think so, and it still hasn’t changed.” Hua Xin’s phantom lowered his eyes, not so much as an inquiry , It is better to say that he is recalling the past in the interrogation.
He said slowly and lightly: “I’ve never been curious, but I couldn’t talk to him about the reason back then, so I was somewhat concerned. Now… I was questioned by Tianxiu once, so I asked him an answer.”
Although no one is waiting for this answer anymore.
“Why do you ask, really to make the demon regret it at the last moment?” Hua Xin said.
Xiao Fuxuan held the sword and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
After a while, he said coldly: “Who cares about the demon’s remorse?”
Hua Xin showed a hint of astonishment.
“Remorse is all fake, ‘fear’ is real.” Xiao Fuxuan said lightly, “Fear is enough.”
He beheaded tens of thousands of evil spirits and sentenced them to death, but very few of them would truly regret it.But so what?Who cares about the demon’s remorse.
The people they harmed have already died, even if they regret it, who can they show it to?
Besides Xiao Fuxuan, who else could see it.
So he doesn’t care about these at all, what he wants is to make those demons feel afraid.
Under questioning, those long or short lives and various pictures always make those demons fear death.They watched how they came to the end step by step, always feeling unwilling and struggling.
But they knew they couldn’t get rid of it, so they were afraid, panicked, mad, and desperate.
What the mortals who were their victims went through before they died, so these demons should go through.
“Remorse” is just the most neglected and insignificant of them.
Xiao Fuxuan never cared whether the demon really repented or not, all he wanted was “return to him”.
This is the fairness he is used to seeking.
“You are the most immortal fairy I have ever seen in my life.” Hua Xin said.
Even to comfort the souls of mortals, they all use this method of killing evil spirits.The gentle compassion that immortals often have is completely missing.
Among the immortals, this has always been the only one.
“No wonder.” Hua Xin narrowed his eyes and said, “No wonder you are the only ones who can’t be driven by the spirit altar—”
“Wrong.” Xiao Fuxuan said.
Hua Dao said, “What’s wrong?”
Xiao Fuxuan said, “It’s not the only one.”
Hua Xin: “Who else?”
“Never less.”
Xiao Fuxuan: “There is one in my brocade bag, and I buried his body and bones for him.”
“who?”
“Yi Wusheng, you are a descendant of the Hua family.”
I’m afraid even Lingtai Tiandao couldn’t predict that when the opportunity to “start over” and “resurrect the dead” is in front of you, there are actually people in this world who refuse and leave.
There may not be many such people, but it has never been summed up by the word “only two”.
Hua Xin was silent.
He hadn’t paid attention to the Hua family for a long time, did that famous family ever have a descendant of “Bright as the name of the moon”?What about those juniors now?
Those rumors from the world drifted into his ears, but he didn’t care about it, he just burrowed deep in the mud wall and never looked back.
Even at this moment, Huaxin is the same.
His figure is getting fainter and his spiritual consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, but he has never experienced the fear, unwillingness, resentment and struggle that other demons would have.
Until the very end, Hua Xin turned to look at Wu Xingxue, her voice was so blurred that she could barely hear it.
He said, “I have one last thing… I want to ask King Ling.”
Wu Xingxue didn’t expect him to ask a question suddenly, and said unexpectedly, “What’s the matter?”
At this time, Hua Xin’s expression looked different from before, it seemed that he was still calm, but there was a subtle tension.As if everything before was just a foreshadowing, this is what he really wanted to ask.
It seemed that this was not in his temperament, he didn’t intend to ask, but in the end he couldn’t hold back.
Hua Xin stared at Wu Xingxue, and said word by word: “When Yun Hai fell back to the world, he shouldn’t have remembered everything that happened in Xiandu. But when I ran to see him in the Great Sad Valley with a sword in my hand, he clearly remembered all.”
Wu Xingxue frowned slightly, realizing what he meant.
Sure enough, Hua Xin glanced at Meng Ling at Wu Xingxue’s waist, and said in a deep voice: “The immortal was knocked down to the world and forgot about his future. I am afraid that the Spirit King was involved in this matter. Since the Spirit King took action, it must not be It can be easily solved. He was never the first, nor the last. Before him and after him, there were immortals who forgot everything and fell back to the world. As far as I know, no one has ever become the queen of mortals. Suddenly remembered everything in Xiandu…”
“Only Yun Hai is an exception.” Hua Xin paused for a moment, then asked Wu Xingxue, “Has King Ling ever done anything?”
Wu Xingxue immediately said: “No.”
Hua Xin was silent and didn’t seem to believe it.
Wu Xingxue: “I have a close personal relationship with Yun Hai. I personally sent him to the world and rang the bell with my own hands. More than anyone else, I hope that he will forget everything and remember nothing.”
Hua Xin: “Since King Ling rang the bell himself, I don’t need to repeat how difficult it is to restore the memory. Presumably King Ling himself has the most experience.”
Wu Xingxue frowned deeply.
Hua Xin said again: “How can Yun Hai do something that even the Ling King couldn’t do immediately?”
After the Great Sad Valley pinned down Yun Hai with his sword, he would often remember Yun Hai’s eyes looking at him, and he would often think of Yun Hai’s words repeatedly.With those eyes and words, he clearly remembered everything about when he was in Xiandu.
When there was no one to blame, Hua Xin had a bit of resentment towards Wu Xingxue.
He thought to himself, how could the memory erased by Mengling be easily restored?Just look at the current demon leader Wu Xingxue and you will know how difficult it is to restore his memory.
Even Wu Xingxue himself is so difficult, let alone other people?
How could Yun Hai suddenly remember everything without Meng Ling’s help? !
And with Yun Hai’s temperament, it would be such a painful thing to think of the fairy capital in the past.How did Yun Hai spend those decades?
Hua Xin didn’t dare to guess at all.
Sometimes he would think, if Yun Hai never remembered the past.I don’t remember who I saved in the mountains when I was young, I don’t remember practicing spells in Hua’s house, I don’t remember Feisheng went to Xiandu, I don’t remember everything that happened in Xiandu, what will happen?
Will those things happen later?
Will there still be the sword of the Great Sad Valley?
Probably not.
Every time Hua Xin thinks about this, he will sink deeper into the mud wall and cannot turn back.
In the past hundreds of years, Huaxin has never mentioned it, and naturally it has never revealed it outside.Until this moment, when his spiritual consciousness was about to dissipate, he finally asked out with resentment.
He wanted an answer, otherwise he couldn’t rest in peace.
He looked at Wu Xingxue and said, “Except for you, I can’t think of anyone else who could unlock Yun Hai’s sealed memory intentionally or unintentionally.”
Hua Xin paused, then said in a deep voice, “Only you.”
Wu Xingxue was a little silent.
It’s not that he was really speechless by the question, but that Hua Xin’s words did have some truth——
The dream bell he shook for Yun Hai himself, the other party couldn’t recover overnight, unless he accidentally heard the ringing sound.
If that’s the case, there really isn’t anyone else who can do it.
Only him.
Xiao Fuxuan’s face turned cold, and he was about to speak when he suddenly heard a voice like a breeze: “It’s not just one person, there is also me.”
That voice was clearly the same as Wu Xingxue’s, but it came from behind!
Wu Xingxue was taken aback, and looked at Xiao Fuxuan for a moment.Even the afterimage of Hua Xin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyes.
They followed the reputation–
Two figures came in front of and behind the wind, and fell close!When the boots touched the ground, they were as light as a speck of water, and the sand and stones were silent, but there was a mighty pressure that swayed, shaking the entire underground cliff.
Xiao Fuxuan seemed to sense the word “Mian” in his hands, and the sword sounded softly, and a faint light flowed through it.
Wu Xingxue immediately looked at the sword.
But Xiao Fuxuan whispered: “It’s nothing.”
With a movement of his long finger, he tapped on the hilt of the sword, and the whistling sound stopped abruptly, and the spirit sword became obediently quiet in an instant.
Then he raised his eyes indifferently again, and looked towards the person who came.
One of them was dressed in gilded black clothes. He was extremely tall, with sharp eyes and sharp eyes. The gold seal of the word “Mian” faintly lit up on the side of his neck and then disappeared. Even the wind blowing by his side carried a cold sword intent.
The other person is dressed in white and silver boots, wearing a white jade hair crown, wearing a mask engraved with silver threads, and carrying a spirit sword also engraved with silver threads.The scabbard knocked lightly on the clothing, making a clang.
It was none other than Tianxiu and Lingwang on the chaotic line.
And the sentence “It’s not just him, but me” that answered Hua Xin just now came from the mouth of King Ling.
