I said I would turn back time

Mirror world.

Mount Emei.

As the original residence of the Emei Sect among the nine major sects, this place was once the holy land of swordsmanship in the eyes of countless swordsmen and swordsmen in the world.

However, since Jian Ji climbed the mountain and killed all the descendants of Emei, this place has been visited by waves of powerful people, and then gradually became a gathering place for many refugees and bandits.

The original pavilions and pavilions had either been dismantled and moved away long ago, or they had gradually cracked and collapsed under the weather and the sun.

The broken sword of the head of the Emei Sect drew a graceful trajectory in mid-air. He was flying very slowly, as if he was observing the current situation of Mount Emei bit by bit, until he finally stopped slowly on a cliff in the back mountain. .

At this moment, a voice sounded beside him.

"Have you decided not to come with us?"

"With your original qualifications and my current strength, it is not difficult to restore your body or even your cultivation."

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Duan Jian chuckled and said slowly: "I'm not going."

He was originally the founder of the Emei Sect, and was one of the most amazing and talented people in the past thousand years.

In the past, he had great ambitions and had the ambition and desire to ascend to immortality and stand proudly at the top of all worlds.

But the lack of news after his first ascension made his heart gradually sink to the bottom.

He wanted to figure out what was going on, but he also knew that doing so might make him an enemy of Xian Ting.

In the end...he found that he couldn't do it.

No matter how he thought about it, as time passed year by year, he knew the power of Xianting very well, but he just couldn't act with Xianting as an imaginary enemy.

"The real me may have died as early as the moment I ascended."

"In the past thousand years... the search for successors, the search for reincarnation bodies that meet the conditions... in the final analysis is just a kind of self-deception."

"Today I am just a remnant soul, an empty shell that has long lost any ambition."

Since his body ascended and disappeared, his year after year of slumber has made his ambitions and desires weaker and weaker.

Later, during the Battle of the Moon, he saw his body become a puppet-like monster, fighting like a wild beast under the control of Tian Xuzi.

This made the fighting spirit in his heart even more broken.

What finally eroded his ambition completely was the decisive battle between Lin Xing and Tian Xuzi. It was Lin Xing's will and power that finally suppressed the entire world.

At this moment, the broken sword was slowly inserted into the rocks, and seemed to be integrated with the entire Mount Emei.

"Lin Xing, what if I can recover my cultivation?"

"Without my fighting spirit and my overbearing thoughts... I can no longer keep up with you."

There was a trace of helplessness in Broken Sword's voice: "I also want to keep up, and I also want to climb to the top again, but... I just can't."

"My heart is dead. I no longer have... let alone the courage I had when I was young to soar to the upper world and stand on the top of all worlds."

"And my last remaining dignity makes me not want to be a drag."

Although he and Lin Xing participated in the Battle of the Moon together and spent six years together inside the moon, it can be said that Broken Sword and Lin Xing have already formed a deep friendship.

But precisely because of this, he did not want to gradually transform from the opponent's comrade and companion under an increasingly unequal strength relationship to a dispensable person who could ascend to the upper world only by relying on Lin Xing's charity. pendant.

Feeling the firmness in Broken Sword's words, a soft sigh came out.

"I see."

"That's it...don't let it go."

"My old friend."

Broken Sword, who said what he was thinking, seemed to have completely let go of the burden in his heart at this moment, and smiled and said, "Don't worry."

"Although my old bones are not strong enough to ascend, I can still help you look at the lower realm."

As the days passed, Broken Sword's induction gradually extended towards the entire Mount Emei Mountains, watching the refugees hiding in the mountains rise and fall at sunset.

As most of the evil spirits dissipated, Broken Sword could feel that the hostility in the hearts of people in the mirror world was constantly dissolving, and the chaos, malice, and violence that originally existed between people were also rapidly changing.

Especially when he saw bandits joining the refugee villages on the mountain one after another, driving together to dig wasteland and dig canals, he understood that the chaos in the mirror world for many years was probably about to end.

As time went by, the villages on the mountains moved to the foot of the mountains and gradually transformed from villages into towns.

The villagers, who were originally in ragged clothes and with sallow complexions, gradually filled their bellies and put on new clothes.

And I don’t know when, some living people who were dressed out of place came to the village.

They began to teach the villagers how to farm better and trade with the villagers with some of the goods they brought from this world.

Soon after, bold villagers followed these living people through the Immortal Gate...

Duan Jian has been watching all this quietly, watching the traces of the Emei Sect gradually disappear, watching the villages and towns down the mountain becoming more and more prosperous.

Until one day, he was surprised to find a girl standing in front of the dilapidated Emei Hall, practicing swordsmanship facing only a small part of the mural.

The small branch was thrown up hard in her young hands, making a snapping sound.

Broken Sword watched the opponent's random practice with great interest.

It was obviously just a clumsy attempt by a naughty boy, and every move was obviously extremely immature, not even the weakest swordsman in the world.

But just this kind of clumsiness, this kind of immaturity, made an uncontrollable thought surge in his heart, a feeling similar to when he first founded the Emei Sect.

Finally one day, his voice appeared in the girl's mind.

"Little girl, do you want to learn to sword?"

…

This world.

Fairy Gushe is floating quietly on the ocean.

And in her mind, she was still recalling the outcome of the final battle between herself and Jing Shiyu.

In that battle, whether it was the earth falling apart or the end of the world, the two people who fought until the end seemed to no longer care about everything in the outside world. At that moment, they only saw each other.

Either blast the opponent's head or be crushed by the opponent.

And as the strength of both sides continued to be consumed, the battle also entered the final decisive moment.

In the final blow, Fairy Gushe used all her strength and exhausted all her substitutes.

But in the final collision with Jing Shiyu, she found that not only did the other party burst out all his incense and will power, but he didn't even have the slightest bit of self-protection power left.

At that moment, Fairy Gushe felt an absolute trust in Lin Xing from the other party's thoughts.

"Jing Shiyu, this woman just believes that Lin Xing will win."

"She believes that even if the earth is falling apart in front of her and the world has entered the end of the world, she does not need to retain any power after this battle."

In Fairy Gushe's mind, the scene of her body being mostly shattered by the opponent once again appeared.

"I lost."

"I lost to the woman I hate the most, and lost to her absolute trust in Lin Xing..."

"Whether it's strength or love for Lin Xing... I lost to her."

This feeling made Fairy Gushe feel extremely humiliated and painful.

What made her feel even more painful was that she actually survived the final battle.

"Why...why am I the one who survives, but you are the one who dies?"

With the final blow, Jing Shiyu suddenly stopped before completely shattering her soul.

However, Fairy Gushe did not have time to make any move due to her desperate counterattack.

She smashed Jing Shiyu, who had no remaining strength in her body, to pieces.

"Jing Shiyu, you can obviously kill me completely before my counterattack succeeds."

"Why do you stop? Why do you want to spare my life?"

Until this moment, Fairy Gushe was still not sure why Jing Shiyu stopped at the final blow and why she was allowed to live.

She only felt an absolute insult from it, and she felt that she could no longer face Lin Xing in this life, let alone face herself who had survived.