Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 124
The fairy city was born in response to the Lingtai and transformed in response to the Lingtai, so everything here can become a weapon of heaven on the Lingtai.
If the wind blowing by your side, the clouds lingering everywhere, the splendor of the sun and the moon, the countless angels and fairies, and thousands of Yuyao palaces…everything you see, All the sounds you hear become attacks, and it is impossible to move an inch.
At this moment, the immortal capital is so difficult to move, but none of the immortals who are going straight to the Lingtai can stop it.
Sang Feng’s sailing map has a unique magic, and Meng Gu’s flower moon mirror can create illusions.Once the hatchback is closed, the Yao Palace will not be seen.
All the immortals are like walking on the map, passing through mountains and seas.
The prayer flags of the clouds are wrapped in all directions, covering the sky and the sun; the bright lights of the flowers and letters sweep across, shining for thousands of miles.
Or the singing finger is like a flying star, the pipa is held obliquely, the startling string is like a rushing river, and the sound covers the clouds and thunder.
Xiao Fuxuan’s spirit sword was shattered at the moment of asking the sky, his hands were empty, but he still burned his soul and turned into a huge sword, a golden shadow flew away, and was held under the clouds of Jiuxiao during the shock.
So a miracle appeared in the world at that moment——
The shattered jade cliffs in Xiandu toppled down, and they should have fallen to the world, but they were condensed in the golden light, trembling, but not a single drop fell.
……
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The spiritual altar that surpasses all living beings is actually only one step away, but within that step, there are many disasters and ten thousand calamities.
That is the longest step in the world, a moment is like a year, and it may not reach the ground in a lifetime.
However, there is a person whose body and spirit are gone, and he has gone for 300 years before the immortals.
So in the end, their magic weapons were all destroyed, but they still set foot on the top of that spiritual cliff.
Or the song is full of blood, holding the pipa and sweeping the last note at that moment.
When the sound reached halfway, all four strings snapped, and the scarlet that sprang up from the strings violently lifted several feet, dragging the only remaining magic weapon into the sky-high fire.
The string sound stopped abruptly.
The next moment, the Lingtai was surrounded by wind, thunder, rain and fire like a weapon, and the immortals subconsciously blocked their eyes with their hands.But there was a blood shadow traveling in the opposite direction, like a flying star passing by, submerged in the wind, thunder, rain and fire.
That is Wu Xingxue.
***
He couldn’t remember how many messy lines he had cut off.
He has held the sword too many times and killed too many “people”.The once endless road is now finally coming to an end.
Every time he went to cut the chaotic thread, he always carried a fairy light with him.Only this time, he has no celestial light on his body, and his body is full of resentment, and that resentment is countless dead souls.
Wu Xingxue said softly to those dead souls: “This is an explanation that should be given to you.”
At the end of his words, he held the sword shadow of the “Spirit King” in his hand, and slashed straight down from the Lingtai!
Countless chaotic lines, countless dead people, and the love and hatred of life and death that have been experienced in the world are all paid into this sword…
However, this sword failed.
***
When the spirit sword capable of cutting chaotic threads fell, it should have felt as if the body and spirit were torn apart, and then the sky collapsed and the chaotic threads turned into nothingness.
However, when Wu Xingxue went down with his sword, he only felt empty.
what happened?
Why… is this so?
He was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, he heard that ethereal voice again.The voice resounded through the Lingtai, surrounded Wu Xingxue, and said amidst the storm and thunder: “The spirit king who rose from the chaotic lines, how to cut off the chaotic lines? That is the reason for his existence.”
“absurd.”
“Stupid.”
“The mantis arm is the car.”
Wu Xingxue’s pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart suddenly collapsed.
He suddenly realized what mortals often say when they laugh at themselves – even if they spend all their wealth and all their lives, it will be futile.
In vain…
It was as if he had fallen into a icy cave under the sea for no reason.
All kinds of changes happened suddenly, and it took a turn for the worse.
Wu Xingxue almost fell to the ground, and the spirit sword made a “clang”.Then there was a sudden change of wind and thunder——
The sudden violent shock was extremely unusual, and every shock made people feel as if their body and spirit were being torn apart.It seems that half of it is still in disorder, but half will return to the present world.
The muffled hum and blunt sound were buried in the sound of the collapse and explosion. It was inaudible, and no one should have heard it, but Wu Xingxue suddenly turned his eyes in the darkness.
Under the fragmented scene, he was covered in blood and his eyes were full of blood, but he couldn’t see anything clearly.But he could feel that no matter how hard it was for the immortals to support them, they all collapsed and knelt down.
He is all too familiar with this feeling.
This is the Lingtai Heavenly Dao in the situation where his sword failed, and he wanted to sweep all the people in the world out of chaos!
Only this time it’s not just that…
He can also feel that everything in his mind is rapidly fading away, and everything he has seen, heard, and experienced has been taken away from his mind bit by bit.
Wu Xingxue was in a daze for a moment in the gradually blank state, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade.
The stinging pain from the blade cutting his palm made him sober for a moment!
At that moment, he realized that this time Lingtai Tiandao not only wanted to sweep them away from here, but also to make them forget about it.
Maybe not just here, but everything related to it.
Wu Xingxue’s eyes became confused.
He suddenly staggered to his feet and called out in a low voice: “Xiao Fuxuan…”
No one in this world understands the taste of forgetting better than them, and he has already experienced it for hundreds of years.
Mountains of swords and seas of fire, and the pain of annihilation could not make him frown. Only this, he was really a little scared.
He didn’t want to hear Xiao Fuxuan ask again: “Are you Wu Xingxue?”
Not willing to let Xiao Fuxuan listen to it again: “You have misidentified the person.”
In the endless sweeping and forgetting, Wu Xingxue walked through the wind, rain, cloud and thunder like swords alone, searched in the eyes full of blood, and then grabbed Xiao Fuxuan with all her strength.
However, at that moment, the fragmented scene and the shock of the collapse of mountains and rivers suddenly froze, and even the feeling of the memory being withdrawn from the mind slowed down.
That feeling is very strange, like… On the way to return to the present world, someone grabbed everything by force.
The momentary stop came so suddenly that no one could react to what was going on.
Including Wuxingxue.
But the next moment, he suddenly understood in the icy cold.
Because when he grabbed Xiao Fuxuan, he saw Xiao Fuxuan bowed his head, his lips were pale, but the three mourning nails on his ear bones rolled to the ground.
But Wu Xingxue fumbled hurriedly, but couldn’t find the soul in the opponent’s body.
***
Xiao Fuxuan’s naturally shattered soul is indeed not in the body.
He once held a white jade statue in the extreme north, and experienced the longest forgetting in the world.He has tasted the feeling of being taken away from everything important, and he knows better than anyone else what Lingtai Tiandao wants to do at this moment.
But this time he wanted to stop him, no matter what.
So at the moment when sweeping and forgetting started, Xiao Fuxuan took off the mourning nails.
The naturally shattered soul flew out at that moment.
Those broken spirits are bit by bit, never falling in all directions, like distant stars in the long night of midwinter.
And Xiao Fuxuan, who was half kneeling on the ground, used his whole body as a “thread” to forcibly nail it to the messy thread, holding everyone back.
As a result, all cleaning and forgetting were blocked, and they could not advance or retreat.
***
At that moment, the wind and thunder that filled the sky on the altar suddenly fell silent, and roared even more crazily.
The voice of the Lingtai that Wu Xingxue had heard many times resounded silently amidst the whistling sound, falling towards the half-kneeling person on the ground, and also towards the distant stars in the sky.
“Such a person…”
In fact, as early as hundreds of years ago, at the beginning of Xiandu, someone once asked Xiao Fuxuan like this, asking him: “Why did Tianxiu become a fairy?”
Ordinary people always have a goal in their practice, or they want to live longer, or they want to protect people, or they want to be strong.
Xiao Fuxuan always seemed indifferent to these things, but he was steadfast and fearless all his life.
In the end, even Lingtai Tiandao had to say “such a person”.
A person who will carry the corpse of an unknown child on the cliff; a person who will block the thunder disaster for the towering tree when he is dying; a person who has sat on the thickest resentment for hundreds of years in order to avoid disaster ;A person who, when the chaotic line is about to hide, uses his whole body to forcefully intercept him…
What is the purpose of such a person?
However, Xiao Fuxuan and the Dao of Heaven do not have the same root and origin, and he could not hear the last sentence of the Heavenly Voice from Lingtai.Otherwise, he might reply, “Because I promised.”
Because he once promised the one he loves: You can go wherever you want, end anything that is pending, come and go freely, and have no taboos.
A gentleman promises and never breaks his promise.
There is another point that even he himself does not remember——
His third life was born in the army, and his third life died on the battlefield.Possessing the heaviest evil spirit, the hardest fate, the most shattered soul and the most insane sword in the world, the souls of the dead under his sword are actually as countless as the soul king.
But what he wanted to see the most was that one day he looked around with his sword in his arms and found that there was no one in the world who needed to be beheaded.
So he was able to put his sword back into its sheath, and take a good look at the twelve miles of flowers in spring and March.
Someone once sat in the canopy and heard such words.So even if Xiao Fuxuan forgot it himself, there is still someone in this world who remembers it for him, and he misses it till now.
***
Wu Xingxue’s eyes were red, and she knelt in front of Xiao Fuxuan.
His fingers touched Xiao Fuxuan’s forehead, but his fingertips trembled very lightly, as cold as frost.
No one’s soul can leave the body for a long time, and no one’s body can live in emptiness for a long time.
He could feel that Xiao Fuxuan’s forehead was cooling down little by little from the warmth, and he knew that this kind of force could not last long.
He couldn’t bear it for a moment.
The empty voice from the Lingtai said: You are absurd, stupid, and you are like a cart.
Too many things told him: sometimes all the wealth and all the lives are taken, but in the end it is often not a bright future, but futile.
But no.
How could he be willing to let these people, this person he loves die, but it was all in vain?
He is reluctant.
At that moment, Wu Xingxue looked up at Yuan Xing.Then he turned his head and whispered a word in the man’s ear.
He said: “Xiao Fuxuan, wait until the next March in the world, and watch the falling flowers together.”
***
The moment the voice fell, the spirit sword in his hand rattled and transformed into the body of the “Spirit King” in chaos.
At the same time, the five-time tribute seal on Wu Xingxue’s neck circulated again.
With this tribute seal, he can control the body of the chaotic “spirit king” with the bond of spirit and god.
Or……
At this moment, he is the “spirit king” who is chaotic.
Wu Xingxue left the main body in place, and then jumped down from Xiandu alone.
He thought of a way.
A last resort but also the only way.
At the moment when he was forcibly suspended by Xiao Fuxuan, he was like a silver star line, penetrating from the cloud nine to the ground.
Where he went was the chaotic Luohuashan City.
***
Wu Xingxue entered the forbidden area of Luohuashan City with the body of a “spirit king” with chaotic lines.Then he did what he had done 300 years ago—
Under the blue sky of the forbidden land, he split the sacred tree, scraping away all his divine power.
He once again endured the pain of separation, and once again blood flowed all over the ground, watching his body’s immortal energy dissipate, and the evil aura was overwhelming.
And at the moment when he transformed from a fairy to a demon, the same punishment as 300 years ago was triggered and fell on him again——
That is the obliteration of heaven.
That was the most vast and solitary influence in the world, and everything about the chaotic line “Spirit King”, whether it was existence or traces, disappeared.
Therefore, the “spirit king” of chaotic lines never existed from the beginning.
And at the same moment, the originally stagnant chaotic lines suddenly wavered.This wavering is not about sweeping someone out, but a real collapse of heaven and earth, and nothingness of everything.
because……
If there had never been a “spirit king” in this chaotic line, no one would have brought another dream bell into the present world, and no one had traveled back in time in the present world in order to find the source.
Therefore, no one will pass by a wilderness during the gap of backtracking, and no one will see Yun Hai who was dying at the mouth of the demon at that time, and the sound of the dream bell will not sound at that moment.
Yun Hai didn’t hear the ringtone when he was dying, and didn’t think of his past as a fairy at that moment.
He has no regrets, no regrets.
The former Xiandu Langguan and the later mortal Yun Hai did not struggle to turn back into a demon at that moment.He reincarnated peacefully, instead of dying under the Huaxin sword in the Great Sad Valley.
The chaotic lines did not exist from the beginning, so everything collapsed.
The moment Lingtai Tiandao wiped out the chaotic “Spirit King”, it was tantamount to killing itself.
***
Wu Xingxue could no longer support herself in the severe pain, and sat kneeling in the desolate and lonely forbidden place, her robes were scattered all over the floor, blood flowed down from the major acupuncture points, staining the whole place bright red.
He swallowed the blood in his mouth in a daze, and raised his head amidst the buzzing in his ears.He lost all senses and could see nothing.The last scene he saw was darkness and silence.
But in fact, the sky that day was not dark and colorless, but bright.
The moment when the chaotic lines collapsed, the present world finally revealed itself. It was almost dawn, and the light of the rising sun slowly came from the highest distance…
He did the same thing as 300 years ago, but no longer in vain, and no longer desperate.
***
Although few people know about the later mortal world…
But there used to be a spirit king in this world.
His name is Zhao.
Zhaozhe, the brightness of the rising sun, is brilliant.
