Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 123
Everything that happened in those hundreds of years, no matter whether it is present or chaotic, whether it is alive or dead, all kinds of past events are like a horse, and the time flies by like a shuttle.
There are too many things in it, too much life and death, too much God’s will to trick people, and too much darkness.
Everything flashed too fast, but I can still see many familiar figures in the fleeting light——
I can see Sang Feng falling into the mortal world, his immortal essence is shattered, and the past is forgotten, living alone in a dilapidated workshop in Xiyuan.
There was a very unremarkable wine shop on that street, and some irrelevant paintings and calligraphy hung on the wall.Once when he passed by there, he saw a woman painted in one of the paintings, with a fierce look, and a docile tiger lying at her feet.
The painting was not very good, but it made him stop and look at it for a long time.The owner of the wine shop who came to the wine shop for a long time was puzzled and asked him what he was looking at.
Sang Feng shook his head, saying he didn’t know either.
He just felt a little lost when he saw the painting.As if he should know a woman like that–a fierce temper, who likes to keep quite spiritual beasts in the house.
And he kind of misses it.
You can also see Menggu living in the north of Mianzhou for a long time after she fell back to the world.It was very cold there all the year round, and she suffered from a cold, which caused the root cause of her illness, and she was still in poor health.
Her temper is still as bad as when she was in Lige, and she really raised a wounded mountain tiger in the wild forest beside the house.
Even for an occasional moment, she would feel that the mountains and forests were too quiet, and it would be nice if there was someone who was talkative and worried by her side.
Sometimes when I think about it, I will lie down by the window and lose my mind for a while.
However, they went south and north, and they never met each other in their life.
There was also a flash of Orge, who lived in a street facing the river in the south of Mengdu, leaning on an arch bridge called “Yingxian Bridge”.But there are no gods on that bridge, but there are often beggars and refugees.
She helped some and took in some.
Later, that small street was empty when the evil spirits were raging, and she buried the skins of those dead.Then on a night when the moon was clear, after humming an elegy, he jumped into the river.
……
And Yun Hai.
He jumped off the Abandoned Immortal Terrace; he was on the verge of death at the mouth of a demon in the wilderness; he heard the sound of the dream bell of the chaotic “spirit king” in a trance, remembered everything in an instant, and struggled to absorb the magic element in unwillingness…
He becomes a demon.
He pinched a puppet, hid Huaxin for decades, and…in the end he died under Huaxin’s sword in the Great Sad Valley.
……
Everything flashed through Tianxiu’s questioning voice.
That was probably the most thrilling scene in Chaos Xiandu——
Thousands of immortals sacrificed their fate and attacked Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan who were one step away from the Lingtai with regretful momentum.
The robes turn over the clouds, and the magic weapon breaks the wind.
They bent down from a high place, but when the sharpest point of the magic weapon was about to pierce Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, their whole bodies were shocked.
The one who reacted the most was Yun Hai.
His intertwined prayer flags carried the power of strangling, and they were originally covering the sky, but they were nailed hard one by one, causing the jade pillars and cliffs to be smashed with broken stones!
The entire prayer flag intertwined into a huge net, as long as he retracted his fingers, he could twist the two people on Lingya into the prayer flag.
However, his fingers trembled violently, as if the influence of the Lingtai Heavenly Dao and himself were struggling desperately.So he tried his best and couldn’t straighten his fingers.
His face was the same as everyone else’s, expressionless.But under his trembling and struggling, his eyes turned red.
Perhaps it reminded me of the “interrogation” that I didn’t want to think about at the bottom of the Great Compassion Valley.
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The other immortals also showed signs of struggle, and almost all their moves could not be stopped before the last measure.
They didn’t move forward, but they didn’t retreat either.
But the struggle was repeated, but it didn’t last long.After a while, it gradually stabilized, and it seemed that the influence of heaven would gain the upper hand again.
However, Xiao Fuxuan added another one at that critical moment.
When the humming sound of interrogation became violent again, terrifying screams and howls suddenly erupted somewhere in Xiandu.
When the howling sounded, the entire fairy city began to shake violently.It seems that this cave on the nine clouds is almost at the end of its strength.
The immortals were startled amidst howling and screaming, and followed the prestige blankly.
They froze for a while before realizing that the voice came from under the south window.As we all know, under the south window is the most special place in the entire fairy city, because there is an “evil vortex” there for unknown reasons.
Before this, the immortals in Xiandu had never thought about what the evil vortex was.All I know is that there is a lot of evil spirits there, comparable to Jingguan, which has the most dead people, or the most evil magic cave in the world.
It wasn’t until this moment that everyone suddenly realized what it was…
It is the grudge of the dead that never rests.
That is the “resentment” of all the people who died in the dark or under the tricks of God in the past hundreds of years, belonging to the Lingtai Heavenly Dao
Every Xianmen disciple in the world has said this——
People hate the most when they are about to die.
No matter good or bad, good or evil, innocent or deserved, as long as there is even the slightest resentment at the time of dying, they will all resent the person who killed him.
That kind of resentment no one can get rid of.
Every time I talked about this, the elders of the Disciple Hall would add: “Not even gods.”
Now, I am afraid I have to add one more sentence——
Not only immortals, even Lingtai Heavenly Dao will not work!
It is precisely because that resentment cannot be eliminated even by the spirit platform, so I can only find someone with a terrible fate to suppress it…
So there was Xiao Fuxuan under the south window.
And Xiao Fuxuan’s reason for staying firmly on it was never to listen to the Lingtai.He is just for the world where the ruined palace stones of Xiandu will never fall under the sky.
The moment Wu Xingxue realized all this, anger and fear burned to the top.
He has tasted the feeling of being entangled in resentment, and he knows too well how painful it will be for those dead souls to resent the resentment once they cannot be suppressed.
And he didn’t know until now that the person he cherished the most and the one he hated the most had been sitting on the strongest and most violent resentment in the world for hundreds of years.
“Why do you?!” Wu Xingxue looked at the altar, the knuckles of the fingers holding the sword turned white.
next moment!
I saw a tall and thin figure moving up with a sword in hand, like a shocking wind that suddenly passed by, heading straight for the Lingtai.
Xiao Fuxuan followed closely, his sharp sword aura surged wildly, surrounding the surroundings, forming an unbreakable barrier of golden light!The sword energy suddenly turned outward, and every edge was directed towards those immortals affected by the heavenly way of the Lingtai.
To prevent them from fighting each other again.
But at that moment…
The evil vortex spread out, and afterimages of dead souls emerged from the most violent vortex of resentment.The chaotic lines are all phantoms, and the dead souls in them are all the grudges of this world.
So everyone saw Yun Hai, Hua Xin, Sang Feng, Meng Gu, Or Ge… the Feng family, and even the Hua family…
After those afterimages dispersed from the evil vortex, some followed Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan to the Lingtai, and some went in another direction——
Seeing the afterimage of Yun Hai falling behind the chaotic Yun Hai, and the afterimage of Hua Xin falling next to the chaotic fairy head…
One after another figures all landed beside him who was in a chaotic line, and there was a flash of phantom, and the two sides overlapped.Almost two in one.
The scene at that moment will remind people of one word——
All the immortals return to their places.
At the moment when the two became one, the immortals in Xiandu finally struggled to break free from the influence and control of the Lingtai Heavenly Dao.
They glanced at each other, turned their heads and went to the Lingtai.
