Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 86

Xiao Fuxuan actually noticed that his state was a bit strange very early on, long before he and Wu Xingxue met on the white jade steps.

At certain times, he would suddenly fall into a situation surrounded by evil spirits, as if someone was absorbing his immortal energy and energy from the air.

It was a very weird feeling, because I didn’t know where the source of the other end was, and I didn’t know when the absorption would stop.

At first, he thought that he had been conspired against when he was fighting the demons, and he had been given some forbidden spells of unknown origin.But there are very few demons who can cast forbidden spells on him without anyone noticing, almost none.

He tried to find the root and the source.

But the involvement is very illusory, and it always disappears halfway through the probe. There is neither trace of the spell nor the remnant of the forbidden technique.

He sits under the south window, which is the most evil place in Xiandu, which was mentioned in the Tianzhao he received back then.If it can’t be suppressed there, it will easily lead to shocks in Xiandu.If one day it collapses for no reason, it will be the people of the world who will suffer.

Naturally, he couldn’t take it lightly, so during the period when he couldn’t find the source, he would often go to the Lingtai for this purpose.

Later on, when he heard someone in Xiandu or in the world say “Lingtai is omniscient”, he always cast a cold glance, turned and left.

For no other reason-

If Lingtai Tiandao really knows everything, why can’t he still be able to tell who has implicated him in this way, unknowingly absorbing his immortal energy?

Either Lingtai Tiandao is not omniscient, or he knows who it is, but he doesn’t intend to let him know, and he doesn’t intend to let him cut it off, but allows this kind of involvement to continue.

If it’s the latter, it’s worth thinking about.

So a long time ago, Xiao Fuxuan was very indifferent to the way of heaven in Lingtai.

But his nature has always been indifferent, and he is like this for many things in the world.Wugan does not affect too much, he just has no reverence for the way of heaven, which does not prevent him from guarding the south window, nor does it prevent him from punishing the evil spirits who are rampant in the world.

It’s just that for a long time, he was wary of Lingtai Tiandao.

Perhaps it was because of this kind of precaution, and also because the evil spirit under the south window was indeed too heavy and strong, so it was not suitable as a place for recuperation.So every time he was implicated for nothing, and when his spirit was depleted, he would use this as an excuse to go to a place other than Xiandu for recuperation.

There are also very few places in this world suitable for his recuperation, almost none.Because of his weird personality.

I don’t know who he was or what he did in the previous life or the previous life. In short, he was born with evil spirit.And because his soul had been shattered and deformed, and he had experienced too many lives and deaths, that Shali still carried the resentment of a dead person.

If you only look at fate, it is not an exaggeration to call him a “ghost for many lifetimes”.

But he was summoned to become a fairy, so he brought the sharpest and most powerful fairy energy.

Because of this contradictory body, he was able to enter Xiandu, and he was also able to live under the south window.

Also because of this contradictory body, if he is worn out, it will be extremely difficult to find a good place to take care of him – a place with too much immortal energy will restrain his natural sha.And places with too much evil spirit will affect the immortal essence.

Xiao Fuxuan traveled through too many places in the world, and finally found a special place – he has received countless heavenly edicts, but none of them pointed to that place.

Because there is a ignorance of its boundaries, there are no people, there are neither fairy traces nor evil spirits.If there is any place in the world where there is no good, no evil, no birth and no death, it is the only place.

There is farther than the extreme north, and it is called beyond the extreme north.

People in the world often have rumors about “beyond the extreme north”, which is widely spread, but no one can reach it, and no one disturbs it.

So after that, Xiao Fuxuan would go there occasionally to recuperate, draw a barrier, and sit quietly to rest.

He once wanted to cut off that unknown connection, and he really found a way.But he ended up doing nothing.

Because he accidentally discovered that the other end of that entanglement was Wu Xingxue.

When he realized it, Tangtang Tiansu was speechless, and sneered at himself in his heart.Going around, the other end of the relationship is close at hand, and it took him so long to find out.

Perhaps it was because whenever the Spiritual God was depleted, he would stay away from the extreme north, and for a few days before and after, he would use the excuse of not returning to the fairy capital under the pretext of receiving the edict, so as not to arouse people’s worries for nothing.

So, they are always just missing.

Until that time in Luohuashan City, he waited in the light for the spirit king who came rushing over.

At night, he found that the other person’s whole body was as cold as frost, and his vitality was stagnant, obviously enduring the pain and pretending to be fine.After several times of persuasion, the other party honestly went to sit on the couch to recuperate.

He originally intended to protect him for a while, but after sitting there for a while, his immortal energy began to move.

Only when the two sides collided like this did he realize that the source of the fruitless search he had been searching for was close in front of him.

Suddenly the involvement wasn’t bothersome anymore.

Since then, Xiao Fuxuan never thought of cutting it off.

He turned his mind to two other things—

On the one hand, he wanted to change this kind of involvement into a more secretive way.

Since he was able to find out, Wu Xingxue must be able to find out one day.He knew the other party’s temperament, and also expected the other party’s reaction when he found out.He didn’t want to see that rambunctious spirit king showing a sad or guilty expression.

So, it’s best never to find out.

Furthermore… He had expected this, so what about the omniscient Lingtai Heavenly Dao?God knew it but didn’t respond, and allowed this kind of involvement with many hidden dangers to continue, why?

In order to keep the two of them at bay?In order to prevent them from surpassing Lingtai one day?

Whatever the reason, there is always something restrictive about it.

Since there are restraints and restrictions, will they meet each other in battle one day under the influence of the Heavenly Dao of the Lingtai?

It is not impossible.

After all, in the past, he saw Wu Xingxue for the first time under the confrontation of swords and swords.

For a long time later, Xiao Fuxuan was always thinking about the “possibility”, what he needed to do, or what to leave behind, so that when they really faced each other one day, there was still room for change. room.

Every time he went to recuperate beyond the extreme north, he would meditate for a long time with no interference.

……

Xiao Fuxuan made countless attempts, both openly and secretly, and finally came up with a reasonable solution.

In fact, he had already thought of a way and made some preparations in advance.He was already going to do it, on the day when he finished dealing with the chaos of demons outside Yunnan.

But…everything happened on that day.

That day, when he returned to Xiandu, he was disturbed by a little evil spirit.

That was actually not a big deal at all, except that a group of little boys in Wuxingxue’s stronghold liked to make a fuss, and it wasn’t even considered a loss, just a little rest would be good.

Unexpectedly, after he rested for less than half a moment, Xian Yuan and Qi Jin suddenly turned around and rushed towards the other end of the connection.His insignificant intrusion suddenly became troublesome at this moment.

The evil vortex suppressed under the south window became agitated at that moment, and the monstrous evil energy burst out, almost wrapping the entire area under the south window.

At that moment, Xiao Fuxuan was in the center, almost giving birth to an illusion.It seems that he is not located in the fairy capital, nor under the south window, but in the Jingguan with countless graves.There is also the heaviest evil spirit in the world. Some fragments of his former soul lived there and lived there. Day and night, amidst the evil spirit, he heard thousands of ghosts howling and gnawing their hearts.

It was such a bad taste that few people could bear it, even immortals.Otherwise, he wouldn’t be the only one who can live here.

But that day, Shangxian Sha was wrapped in it airtightly, but what he thought in his heart was “today seems to be particularly serious, I don’t know what will happen with the spring breeze”.

I also don’t know how the vibrating evil spirit under the south window will affect that person’s meditation.

With that in mind, he didn’t want to delay any longer.

At that moment, Xiao Fuxuan frowned tightly, condensed the blood of his heart over and over again, and used coercion to nail back the evil spirit that was full of Xiandu inch by inch.With every inch of nailing, the blood on his face became less, but the cold and stern air did not diminish at all.

That day, everyone in Xiandu had seen that soaring evil spirit coming out from the south window, surging like a sea, turbulent and compelling, almost engulfing the entire Xiandu.

Their land above the heavens and heavens was in constant turmoil, and several jade bridges and jade steps even burst into cracks. Even the Taiyin Mountain and the Immortal Pagoda, which directly lead to the immortal capital, were followed by restlessness. I’m afraid it’s hard to sleep well.

Fortunately… there is also Tianxiu Shangxian.

They almost watched with their own eyes how those evil spirits were brought back to Tianxiu Palace, and how they were nailed back under the jade inch by inch.

After the shock subsided, they flew over one after another, wanting to go to the south window to say thank you or ask about the situation.Unexpectedly, those little boys said: “My lord is not in the palace anymore.”

Xiao Fuxuan was indeed not there.

The moment he forcibly suppressed his evil spirit, he shrank thousands of miles to the extreme north without any hesitation.

The abnormality of the night made him restless.

He suppressed the evil spirit after his body was worn down, and the immortal energy was inevitably eroded by the evil spirit.It just so happened that Wu Xingxue’s recuperation had been interrupted, and it was expected that the other party had already recovered a little.

He wanted to take advantage of this gap to do what he had planned, in exchange for a long-term peace of mind.

The extreme north is always covered with snow, and you can never see the edge when you look up.

Before Xiao Fuxuan stepped on the ground, a barrier fell down, and the barrier surrounded him without a trace.

He sat down in the heavy snow and put the long sword in his hand aside.The next moment, he saw pale snow particles rolled up all over his body, swirling with the flow of energy, enveloping him in the snow mist.

When the misty snow stopped, the people in the barrier were revealed.I saw Xiao Fuxuan’s lips were covered with a layer of deep red blood, and there were three black funeral nails lying in his hands.

No one ever knew what the purpose of his three funeral nails was.There are often rumors in the world that the name “Sang Nai” sounds a matter of life and death at first glance, and it is not auspicious, so that the three black square nails with sharp edges and corners always look sinister, and they are nailed to an upper fairy ear bone. It is even more contradictory.

Only Xiao Fuxuan knew that this funeral nail could not be easily removed.

At the beginning, his soul was shattered and fell into those messy lines.Every time Wu Xingxue cut off a root, those souls would break free.After Jingguan’s chaotic line was cut, all his shattered souls finally returned to their original places. From then on, there was Xiao Fuxuan in the world.

However, a broken soul will not be restored for no reason, and his soul is born like this, let alone merge suddenly.

The three mourning nails sounded somewhat similar to the coffin nails in the human world, they were designed to forcefully unite his shattered soul and nail them firmly into the body.

It has been hundreds of years since the funeral nail was nailed down, and it has never left the ear bone.

Now that he took it off for the first time, his soul shattered into slag in his body.

weird…

It was obviously broken in the first place, and it has always been just a forced fit.But when he took off the death nail and returned it to pieces, he actually felt the pain of tearing his soul.

Not a certain path, but along countless cracks, splitting from different places.It was like countless half-healed wounds being torn apart forcefully.

Rao was born to be so accustomed to Tianxiu Shangxian, and there was blood on his lips.

He pursed his lips in the strong smell of blood, and untied the bag at his waist.In the kit is the white jade essence that has been prepared long ago. Every time he went to Luohuashan City before, he would try to find some leftovers and remnants.He doesn’t know where this white jade essence came from, but he knows that some people prefer it.

He lowered his head, pulled out part of the soul, melted it into the white jade essence, and then carefully carved the white jade essence into shape.

He wants to carve a statue of the spirit king, engrave the offering seal on the back of the statue, and connect the offering seal to the spirit soul in the white jade essence.

In this way, if Wu Xingxue needs to be recuperated in the future, it will be all implicated in this white jade statue, and it will consume his pre-separated soul, which will not be directly revealed on him.

He no longer needs to avoid sitting in the spring breeze in those moments, avoiding this extreme north.He could lift the curtain and enter as usual, watching the man recover little by little, revealing blood and a bright smile again.

He always remembered that once he stepped into the spring breeze, he saw Wu Xingxue leaning on the couch, sleeping unsteadily with his head supported, surrounded by paper actors and noisy gongs and cymbals.

He frowned in the babbling tune, looking at that person, feeling distressed for no reason.

Although Wu Xingxue coaxed and lied about many reasons, he could see clearly that the other party didn’t like places that were too quiet, and he didn’t like being alone.

He wanted to say… not in the future.

Xiao Fuxuan lowered his eyes, and the white jade statue flipped gently between the sword energy of his fingers.

He obviously had extremely indifferent eyebrows and eyes, but he always did things with deep affection.

The statue in his hand has already taken shape. The person he carved is tall and straight, with a heroic posture, holding a long sword in his hand, shining like the sun.

He half-closed his eyes, flicked the jade statue with his knuckles, and said softly in a deep voice, “Wu Xingxue…”

He wanted to ask: Are you going to wear that mask?

But after he finished saying the name, he paused his fingers and suddenly froze slightly.

At that moment, the unhealed soul in his body shook violently, and it felt like stepping on a high cliff.His heart slammed and shrank suddenly, as if it was tightly squeezed by an invisible hand, and it was only after a long time that it was slowly released.

When the blood flowed back, a sense of unreasonable panic pervaded…

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In the mortal world, this is often referred to as telepathy.

It should be a feeling in the heart, so when Wu Xingxue split the sacred tree, the celestial essence was shattered, and he knelt on the ground, people far away from the extreme north would suddenly feel overwhelming suffocation and sadness at that moment.

That moment is said to be extremely short, but also extremely long.

It was so short that no one knew what happened, let alone had time to respond.It was so short that the little boy under the south window had just ran across an arch bridge, and so short that the pair of little brothers sitting in the spring breeze had not had time to wipe away the tears that flowed for no reason.

Someone in the former fairy capital also fell back to the world. From the moment he is no longer a fairy, everyone will gradually forget him.

When Wu Xingxue was still the Spirit King, he sent off many old friends under the abandoned fairy platform.He has rang that white jade bell to many people, giving them a wholesome dream, and when they wake up, they won’t remember anything, so naturally they won’t be sad.

He sent many people like this…

But it was completely different when it was his turn.

Perhaps it is because he is incarnated in the divine tree, has the same root and origin as the Dao of Heaven, and is a special existence independent of the immortals in the Lingtai.Or maybe his act of splitting the god tree and breaking the immortal essence by himself really aroused the spiritual platform and heaven above the fairy capital, so he should be punished more severely than anyone else.

The punishment for hazing them once was to be forgotten.

And Ling Wang’s punishment is to be obliterated…

At the moment when his celestial essence was completely shattered and his body was wrapped in evil, all the memories about him in the world disappeared.

The little boy under the south window was anxiously sending a letter to his lord.He dipped in the cinnabar, but forgot to say anything.

Holding the pen, he stood in front of the table in a daze, only to be shaken back to his senses by another boy who ran into the room after a while and asked, “What are you doing with the talisman paper?”

He thought for a long time, then said in a daze, “I… I forgot.”

He said: “It seems that there is something important to tell the adults, but… I forgot.”

Those little boys who had just run across the arch bridge greeted their companions behind them, urging: “Hurry up, there is still…”

As he spoke, the anxiety on his face was replaced by doubt, and his pace slowed down.

They bumped off the bridge recklessly, stopped one after another, scratched their heads for a long time and said, “Wait a minute, we… where are we going?”

“Well……”

“Strange, why did we run out of the palace?”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s strange, I feel a little uncomfortable running.”

“Me too…I feel so uncomfortable.”

Those little boys stood there for a while, inexplicably feeling extremely tired, obviously they had never felt so uncomfortable before.

And those two little boys sitting in the spring breeze, wiped their tears and ran in the evening wind of Xiandu.They ran through a cold fog and never came out again…

Just like the ray of spring breeze sent up by King Ling, it dissipated in the long night without a trace.

Sitting in the spring breeze far away in the corner of Xiandu, there are long lights hanging outside the courtyard gate.The bright clusters of lights went out for a moment, and never came on again.

In the heavy snow outside the extreme north, Xiao Fuxuan’s soul tearing pain in his body repeated, as if it would never end.So much so that at a certain moment he had an illusion, as if it was not just his own spiritual pain.

But besides himself, who else?

who else…

The long pain finally stopped slowly, Xiao Fuxuan opened his eyes, his eyes were red.He frowned, lowered his eyes silently, and looked at the things he held in his hand.

It was a statue of a white jade god, tall and straight, heroic, holding a long sword in his hand.But it has neither a name nor a face.

This should come from his hands, he carved it himself.

But who is carved, and why did he take off the mourning nails and sit in the snow?

He looked at the blank face of the idol for a long time, but couldn’t remember.

He must have forgotten something, so the whole world is missing a piece.

For nearly 300 years since then, it has never been complete.