Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 125

The collapse and demise of the Lingtai seems to have happened overnight, so quickly that people had no time to react.It was as if the sun had set, stayed silent all night, and then rose as usual.

But it was not the case for Wu Xingxue.

That is not overnight, let alone a short moment, but a long time without end.

Back then when he transformed from a fairy into a demon, he sat in the monstrous fire of Luohuatai. His body was burned by the flames, his soul was torn apart, his immortal essence was shattered… all kinds of pains on his body could not be overcome this time.

Because this time it was the kind of dead silence that he resisted the most.

This is different from the three-year meditation.During those three years of sitting in meditation, he at least knew that his energy was flowing and his soul was recuperating.

This time there was nothing.

It was as if…he was actually dead, but he didn’t know it yet.

***

In fact, Wu Xingxue was indeed dead, at the moment when the Dao of Heaven completely collapsed.

The words he said when he questioned the Lingtai earlier were confirmed at that moment——

It does have “life and death”, and it does have “good and evil”.

So when it dies, it derives something that it shouldn’t have. Ordinary people often call it unwillingness, and people in the immortal sect call it “resentment” before dying.

Ordinary people’s resentment will linger on the person who killed him, but when the Lingtai dies, those “resentments” are like clouds, dragons, and sky caps, and they all fall on the two people who have the deepest cause and effect with it, and they also sent it to destruction with their own hands. Two people.

No one can bear such resentment any longer.

Therefore, at the moment when the Lingtai collapsed and disappeared, both Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue were actually dead.

But in this world, there is still a thing that mortals often talk about, but they can’t prove it, which is called “tit for tat”.

There is no way to prove it because this is not a regular balance, and it is not an inevitable truth. No one dares to say that it will definitely come and when it will come. It is always unpredictable.

It exists only because any good or evil will leave traces when people walk in the world.Someone remembers, maybe someone will return it.

And a long time ago, there was a person who risked his life at the bottom of the Shenmu tree amid the sound of thunder.

He didn’t even remember himself, but when he was about to die again, he waited for the continuation of the story——

The moment the “resentment” of the Dao of Heaven fell on Xiao Fuxuan, the power of the Shenmu, which had not been seen in the world for a long time, was fully displayed, and it overwhelmed everything.

So, at the moment of his death, he was reborn, and the soul that had been shattered by the thunder disaster returned to its integrity.

After hundreds of years, goodwill and blessings finally come to an end, and retaliation is retaliated.

Once upon a time, there was a legend in the world.It is said that on the highest cliff of Luohuatai, there is a towering sacred tree with a canopy like clouds.It has a spirit of compassion and remembers life and death.

Whether it is a dignitary or a beggar, no matter whether someone cares about it or no one cares about it, on that tree, there will always be flowers in life and fallen flowers in death, shining like clouds.

It is said that the towering sacred tree can be seen twice in a lifetime by ordinary people.Once when he was born, and once when he was about to die.

Later, Baiyun Canggou, things are different, even the legends have disappeared, and naturally no one in the world can see it again.

But this time, Xiao Fuxuan “see” arrived.

When he was about to die, he suddenly saw a high cliff in the darkness, on which were the shadows of trees.

Until he felt that he was holding a sword and walking towards the high cliff with difficulty.He suddenly realized that he didn’t really “see”, but remembered it.

When he was about to die in this life, he finally remembered the end of the last life——

He walked through the smoldering battlefield and the boundless silence of the Jiaming Field, walked up to the high cliff, supported himself with a sword at the foot of the Shenmu, and raised his head.

He didn’t see the legendary tree full of flowers that were as bright as clouds, but he vaguely saw a plain white figure sitting in the crown of the tree in his eyes full of blood, like the warm sunlight leaking from the intertwined branches.

He knew he was wrong, but it was indeed the last white sunlight he had seen in his life.

That is Wu Xingxue.

***

Xiao Fuxuan remembered everything when he was about to die, and that was the beginning of all the entanglements later.From then on, the affairs of the two of them remain intact, and there will never be only one person who remembers it.

The moment Xiao Fuxuan came back from the dead, the white jade statue in the brocade bag around his waist vibrated, and countless golden threads shone through the white jade, wrapping the carved figure tightly.

That was the deep love left in the statue 300 years ago, and it was the incantation he inscribed with sword after sword while sitting quietly in the extreme north.Under this spell, he and Wu Xingxue were implicated in life and death.

So all the vitality in his body was given to another person in this world at that moment.

So Xiao Fuxuan lived, and Wu Xingxue lived.

They used to be causally connected with too many things, and the most deeply involved were Shenmu and Tiandao.Now that the way of heaven is gone, the divine tree is repaid, and the two phases cancel each other out.

They died and resurrected, and from then on, all the deepest bonds are only between each other, and there is no burden of cause and effect.

***

When the chaotic “spirit king” was obliterated, everything related to it in this world disappeared.

And when the Shenmu resisted the “resentment” of the heavenly way, it not only repaid Xiao Fuxuan’s retribution for warding off the thunder disaster, but also fulfilled the countless prayers it had heard, and returned sentient beings a clear world——

The “spirit king” does not exist, and the chaotic line “does not exist”, so those things that interfered under the forced balance of good and evil by the way of heaven also no longer exist.

The whole world is in a state of self-consistency, falling into the most peaceful moment, and then slowly moving forward from there…

For Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, all these things are a long road of life and death. It took them 300 years to see the end.

But for the world, everything is just a nightmare.

They just fell asleep and dreamed of darkness and dead bodies.

When the east was white and the sky was bright, they woke up with their eyes squinted, and saw the songbirds passing by the eaves. All the mourning, howling and shock were like the mist covering the river in the early morning, and suddenly disappeared.

Everything in the world fell in the warm sunlight, and people sat in a daze for a while, but few of them remembered the frightening dream.

Later on, it only occasionally appeared in a few words and phrases in some folk tales.

According to the scriptures, there used to be a sacred tree and an immortal capital in the world, but they all disappeared later.It was March when they disappeared completely.It is said that the light of the sky covers all things, so all the apricot blossoms covered the branches overnight on the third day of the third day, and bloomed to the fullest on the seventh day.

Flowers move the mountain city.

The world is full of spring scenery, only a mottled dead tree stands on the highest cliff of Luohuatai.The tree was huge, towering into the sky, but it didn’t have a single leaf or flower.

Some people say that it is the relic of the Shenmu. The reason why it is mottled and dry is that there are thousands of apricot flowers in the world that bloom for it at the right time.

It is also said that Shenmu does not bloom flowers in the world.If you see a dead tree without flowers and leaves somewhere, and at that moment, clouds and clouds are coming all over the sky, setting off the dead branches… then you have seen it by chance.

It is often said in story books that there were immortals in the world, but people can no longer tell who those immortals were, why they became immortals, and where they went.

So few people know about it…

There used to be a fairy called “Tianxiu” in this world.

On the day he came back from the dead, the Lingtai disappeared and the sacred tree was offset.The light of day in the world bursts out, the big dream wakes up, and all the pain and struggle and darkness become false, which corresponds to his name.

His name is exempt.

Those who are forgiven are forgiven, and all crimes in the world are eliminated.

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