I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

The people in memory appear in reality!

If this isn't a lie, what is it??!

The pain all over her body reminded her that the person in front of her was not an illusion.

Nie Baili shouted: "Grandma Ancestor??"

Li Ruoyan looked back at her and smiled with his eyes wide open.

"Little white quinoa~"

Only then did Kanbutsuki feel that the warmth of the hug was somewhat real, not like a fantasy before death.

He raised his hand to touch Li Ruoyan's face, but suddenly retracted his hand the moment they touched.

"Really you? Why... did you come back?"

Li Ruoyan wiped away the tears from his eyes, with boundless tolerance:

"Because I have a stupid apprentice who has done a lot of stupid things. I am worried and have to come down to check on him."

Shen Wuyue pushed her away violently and vomited a large amount of blood:

"So you're here to pity me too?!"

"You were disappointed when you watched me fail to ascend ninety-nine times in the upper realm, right?!"

"I know, no one understands me! Everyone thinks I deserve it!!"

"Come on! Kill me!!"

Such is the nature of human evil.

When I see my closest relatives, I always blame them for all the suffering I have endured over the years.

Because I know she won't leave.

Because there is no one to talk to anymore.

After saying this, Kanbutsuki knelt on the ground and lowered his head, and a trace of panic finally appeared on his steady face.

At a loss for words

"I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you, I just...just..."

Li Ruoyan hugged him again.

She had indeed witnessed Kanbutsuki's suffering, and felt that she had ascended too early and had not been able to truly help him when he encountered difficulties.

"You're just too tired."

Kannozuki was indeed tired.

On one side was the leader of the Qingxiao Sect, who was dignified, generous, and amiable.

On one side, there is years of accumulated hatred with nowhere to vent.

He has to maintain his identity and do everything well.

I selfishly want to ascend to heaven and follow in my master's footsteps.

But he screwed up everything.

So at the moment when the conspiracy was exposed, Kanbutsuki felt a rare sense of relief.

Relieved even.

Following the hug, Shen Wu Yue lay in Li Ruoyan's arms, and the blood dyed both of them red.

Nie Baili saw the familiar red blood line on the skin exposed from behind Li Ruoyan's collar.

She knew that neither of them had much time left.

Thinking of this, she stood up with difficulty and walked towards Shen Ji.

No more disturbing the two of them.

Blood slowly flowed out from the heart, and life slowly slipped away.

The sunlight parted the dark clouds and fell on Kanwuzuki's face.

Reflecting his dejected face.

"I don't want to resent the way of heaven anymore."

"I don't want to hate the demons anymore, my family members who despise me, and the hypocritical disciples of the righteous path..."

"I hate the name Shen Qihan. When I was young, I was naive and brainless, a kind-hearted little idiot. I also hate the name Shen Wu Yue. Sect Master Duan Fang is destined to not be able to live freely. But Shen Wu Yue is the name you gave me, so I don't hate it that much. After all, there are some good points in it."

"The happiest moment in my life was being your apprentice."

Li Ruoyan held his hand tightly:

"I didn't fulfill my duty as a master. You shouldn't have to endure so much pain."

"But... fate is not fair."

"But don't be afraid, Master is here to accompany you."

In Li Ruoyan's arms, Shen Wu Yue smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

......

Tears fell drop by drop on Kanbutsuki's body.

After escaping from the fairyland hundreds of times and holding on until now, Li Ruoyan has exhausted his last bit of spiritual energy.

She was once full of vigor and vitality and was able to save the world, but she could not save her own apprentice.

She used her last spiritual power to merge the two souls, and her body turned into wind, with clouds rising and falling, and the wind blowing all over the ground.

After death, you are finally free.

Nie Baili stared in amazement at the two people's disappearing figures.

The moment her revenge was achieved, she thought she would be excited and jubilant.

Yet she could not get excited.

Shen Ji is still in a coma.

She checked and found that they were all flesh wounds.

Not very serious.

But he hasn't woken up yet...

Little did they know that Shen Ji's soul was now conversing with the Heavenly Dao.

"Come back, kid."

Shen Ji asked coldly: "Who are you?"

Soon, his initial memories came to his mind.

It turns out that he is the son of the Immortal Lord, who came down to earth to experience hardships, and Shen Wu Yue is his whetstone.

After success, he ascended to heaven and attained enlightenment.

But Shen Ji only felt it was ironic:

"It was obviously Junior Sister Nie who killed Shen Wu Yue, why wasn't she the one who ascended?"

"She doesn't have the destiny to ascend to heaven."

Shen Ji said disdainfully: “Then I don’t have it either!”

"Kannazuki's life shouldn't be like this. You forced him to become a grindstone. Have you ever cared about the fate of ordinary people?"

The immortal from the upper realm was enraged: "How can a mortal be compared with you!"

Shen Ji knew that this didn't make sense, so he smiled bitterly:

"Then I'd rather not have this fate!"

"No one is destined to be a grindstone, and no one is destined to be noble. I would rather never be the son of an immortal."

After confirming again and again that Shen Ji had no intention of ascending, the Immortal Lord became angry and severed his chance of becoming an immortal.

After this, Shen Ji no longer had the possibility of ascending.

When he woke up, Shen Ji looked at Nie Baili's worried expression and smiled brightly:

"I'm free, A-li!"