Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 108
That was probably the most bizarre scene at the bottom of the Great Sadness Valley.
When the eyes of those people met, the wind became silent for an instant.
It was a very subtle moment, but it seemed infinitely long.
The vigor of almost everyone’s body circulated silently, with a sense of tense but deeply involved tension.
Until a voice pierced the silence.
It was Hua Xin. He stared at the Ling King who came suddenly, and asked in a hoarse voice: “What did you mean by that just now? Tell me, who is related to Yun Hai’s recovery of memory?”
King Ling turned his face slightly, and turned to Hua Xin: “It should be me.”
Hua Xin frowned deeply, as if she couldn’t understand what he meant.That expression of bewilderment mixed with astonishment rarely appeared on his face: “Should? How should it be called?”
Hua Xin said in a deep voice: “You obviously have nothing to do with each other, how could you meet?”
One is the spirit king with chaotic lines, and the other is a person in the present world. Even if this spirit king has been to the present world, and even wants to cut off the present world as a chaotic line, it doesn’t match the year. How could it be involved? !
King Ling thought for a moment, and replied: “Every time I find a chaotic line, I always go back ten or hundreds of years along the line to find out where the cause and effect of the chaotic line is—”
King Ling paused for a moment, Wu Xingxue understood before he could continue.
No one knows better than him.
The responsibility of the Spirit King is to cut off the chaotic threads. Since the Spirit King regarded the present world as a chaotic thread back then, he must look up and see where the “chaotic thread” he thought came from.
“I went back hundreds of years,” said King Ling.
Hua Xin’s expression changed, as if he had anticipated what King Ling would say.
Sure enough, King Ling said: “I have seen that Yun Hai you mentioned in the gap of retrospective.”
Huaxin Xuying was almost dimmed at that moment, his voice was hoarse, and he asked stiffly, “When?”
Ling Wang pondered for a moment, and replied: “Hundreds of years ago, he was not a fairy, but a mortal. He knew some simple magic moves, but they were all fur, without fairy spirit.”
Hua Xin’s shadow trembled, and whispered to himself: “The fairy who was knocked down in the world, the immortal essence will be shattered, and can no longer be reunited…”
Therefore, Yun Hai back then could only learn superficial moves, and would never condense his immortal energy again.
“Mortal…” Hua Xin repeated in a low voice, and then said: “When you saw him, what was he doing?”
Lingwang said: “Besieged by evil spirits.”
Hua Xin closed her eyes.
Hearing this, Wu Xingxue suddenly remembered the scene in Yun Hai’s interrogation——
Yun Hai, who became a mortal back then, encountered a demon, and when he was about to die, he vaguely remembered that he had resisted a ringtone. From that moment on, Yun Hai remembered all his past.
Now that I think about it, that was indeed a bit strange.
A man does not suddenly recall a sound he does not remember at all, unless he hears a similar sound at that moment.The reason why he suddenly thought of the sound of Mengling at that moment was because he really heard it.
It’s just that he was unconscious when he was dying, and confused “heard” and “remembered”.
Sure enough, Hua Xin asked in a low voice: “What about after that…”
King Ling replied: “At that time, I still had the dream bell and wore it on my waist. I stopped for a moment when I went back. There was a sound from the dream bell, which probably reached his ears.”
A dream ring sound in the time gap unintentionally loosened Yun Hai’s dusty memory.All of that may have been a coincidence, but Yun Hai has indeed embarked on a different path since then.
Hua Xin remained silent.
His phantom moved lightly in the wind, as if shaking.
After an unknown amount of time, he slowly lowered his head and looked at his hands.
For the first time in his life, he felt a huge absurdity.
During those hundreds of years, he always wondered if Yun Hai hadn’t recovered his memory back then, and hadn’t remembered any of the immortals’ past, would there not have been all kinds of things later.
You won’t become a demon, you won’t avoid them and make a puppet to deceive people, and you won’t hide your face in the Valley of Sadness and be nailed to the bottom of the valley facing the sword point.
He thought bitterly.
Now he finds out…
All of Yun Hai’s later events started from the night when his memory was loosened. The loosened memory was because he suddenly heard a ringtone, and that ringtone came from the messed-up spirit king.And the chaotic line where King Ling is…
He was the one who lured the Feng family to open it.
All karma and fate form a huge circle.
The person he wanted to save turned out to have been killed by him earlier.
***
Huaxin’s phantom trembled more and more, almost collapsed.
He suddenly felt that the so-called all-or-nothing that he had hit against the south wall for hundreds of years had all become a great irony.
Even if no one came to tease him, he wanted to laugh.
“What have I been doing all these years…” He moved his lips and asked himself.
No one could see his expression clearly, only the once always upright Ming Wu Xianshou lowered his head, and the whole phantom was trembling.
I don’t know if it’s a collapse, or it’s close to madness.
“He died because of me…” Hua Xin murmured softly, “He died because of me, and I started everything, but here I am pretending to show a false love.”
He went back and forth between the two lines by himself, avoided the mountain god of the Great Sadness Valley on the chaotic line by himself, and supported the evil formation with no ending by himself, and when Yun Hai approached the door on the chaotic line, he sent him with his ultimate move. life gate.
So all kinds of things, who are you showing them to?
In fact, no one is watching at all, and the person who cares has long since lost sight of it.
He is nothing but self-impressed, self-deceived.
Hua Xin looked up in a daze.
The former Ming Wu Xianshou seemed to wake up suddenly from an empty dream.His eyes slid across the four figures, and finally fell on Xiao Fuxuan.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, and mentioned that place for the first time: “Have you ever been to the bottom of the Great Sadness Valley?”
Xiao Fuxuan replied: “I have been.”
“Have you seen him?”
“I have seen.”
“There are also questions?”
“Have.”
“He… what happened next?”
Xiao Fuxuan paused for a moment, then said, “He thought you were dead.”
Huaxin stood still, not speaking for a long time.
Needless to say, he could know the latter words—he thought that he was dead, so he would not stay in the world anymore.
He finally laughed at this moment, as if the laughter of this long life had been accumulated at this moment.
After a long time, Ming Wuxian nodded after laughing, and said softly without raising his eyes: “That’s how it is.”
He spoke too lightly, and Wu Xingxue and the others were stunned for a moment before they could react.
It wasn’t until the gust of wind swept past, and the phantom formed by the fragments of Huaxin’s spiritual consciousness collapsed, that everyone understood the meaning of that sentence——
So be it.
Then he… is dead.
In an instant, those fragments of the collapsed spiritual consciousness spread out like countless fireflies, and were submerged in the long wind that once blew through the Great Sad Valley.
***
When the long wind disperses along the valley, it stops suddenly after a corner of a cliff, like the last breath of a dead soul.
Because there’s a guy behind that corner…
The mountain god of the Great Sadness Valley is standing there with his back against the stone wall.
He stood here for a long time, from the beginning of the interrogation to the end of the interrogation, from disbelief to red eyes.
At one point, he wanted to turn the corner and take a closer look at the face of the person under interrogation, to see if the original appearance of that face was exactly the same as that of Immortal Ming Wu.
But that step was harder than anything in the world.
In the end, Yun Hai just opened his red eyes wide and stared fixedly at the void on the ground.
The long wind swirled around him very lightly, but he didn’t know it.
He swept away his green robe and wide sleeves at the same time when the spin disappeared completely, and flew out from the bottom of the Great Compassion Valley…
It’s as if it’s never been there.
***
Yun Hai climbed up Taiyin Pagoda, and fell into Xiandu wrapped in clouds and mist.He subconsciously went to the Lingtai first as he used to do every day, but stopped at the highest point of the steps.
I don’t know how long it took, and a message hit the front of my eyes.
Yun Hai took the biography into his hand and slowly unfolded it.
I saw the words on the biography of Lingtai Xianshou: “The emissary said you were standing in front of the Lingtai gate in a daze?”
Yun Hai stared at the words on the biography, stood there for a long time, and finally stepped up to the altar.
On the top of the cliff of the Lingtai, the fairy head on the chaotic line was sitting in the high chair. When he saw Yun Hai, he showed a little surprise: “You look so bad, did something happen?”
Yun Hai was a little stunned, he didn’t know how to answer.
After another long time, he opened his mouth and said to the Immortal Head of Lingtai in a low voice: “Some strange things happened…”
Xianshou waited for his next words, but after a while, he raised a question: “You sent a letter earlier saying that there is something abnormal at the bottom of the Great Compassion Valley, have you solved it?”
The redness in Yun Hai’s eyes did not disappear, and he didn’t want to be seen, so he turned his head: “Mmm…”
Xianshou asked: “That’s good, what’s so strange?”
“I met someone who looked just like you”
“How similar?”
“I can’t tell the difference.” After Yun Hai finished speaking, he paused for a long time before saying, “I was almost deceived.”
“Then you were tricked?”
“No.”
Yun Hai repeated softly again: “No, I will not be easily deceived. He is different from you…you will not be like him.”
Immortal Head wanted to ask again, but Yun Hai said to himself: “Forget it, let’s not mention it.”
But after a while, the conversations of the people had gone through countless rounds, and Yun Hai suddenly said to Xianshou without beginning or end: “If one day I die—”
Xianshou was explaining things to the envoy, when he heard the words, he stopped suddenly and turned to look at him.
Yun Hai: “Just joking.”
Xianshou didn’t seem to want to chat at all.
Yun Hai was a little foolish, as if it was a casual gossip: “If I die, will Master want to keep me?”
Before Xianshou could speak, he spoke again: “Actually, I’m glad you remember me, don’t force me to stay.”
Xianshou frowned lightly and looked at him, before saying after a while: “Why are you talking about this?”
Yun Hai said, “It just occurred to me suddenly.”
“It’s just that I suddenly feel that it is actually very good to be born, age, sick, die, and reincarnate like ordinary people. So if one day my life comes to an end…”
It’s better to go back with the wind like that.
***
When the last gust of wind dispersed the souls of the dead, the four people at the bottom of the Great Sad Valley faced each other again.
That subtle silence spread.
King Ling pulled back the mask a little, revealing half of his beautiful eyebrows.His eyes swept over Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, and finally pointed at Wu Xingxue’s waist, and said softly: “If I’m not mistaken, the dream bell you are hanging should be mine.”
