debt repayment

Before the gods and demons sacrificed to the heavens, the will of the heavens had been maintained by Chaokong alone.

As the first emperor of heaven, Chao Kong is the oldest deity in the world, and he existed even before the separation of the heaven and the earth.

The overlapping rotations of countless ages have finally exhausted the power of the Dao of Heaven. If the ethics of the Dao of Heaven collapse, the order of the Three Realms will no longer exist. It's good.

Haojun always knew it in his heart.

The time Cheng He spent with him in this life was very short, and even the last time he had been waiting for for a long time was when the two of them went to heaven together.

Worshiping the sky will only cause the body to die and disappear, and the primordial spirit will transcend the three realms and go to the carrier of the heavenly way-the realm of void.Their consciousness will exist forever in the world as part of the way of heaven.

It will also disappear forever within the Three Realms.

Integrating into the Dao of Heaven means throwing away everything in the Three Realms. Since you choose to become part of the order, you must first strip yourself of all connections with the managed.

The growth of the divine weapon was very slow. Tens of thousands of years later, when the gods and demons sacrificed to the sky, Shen Xingjian was still a teenager.

His master stood on the top of the mountain, and the formation in the sky was completed at this time.The chaotic vortex engulfed the sky, the clouds surged, the wind and thunder intersected, and the flashing lightning made the back of the demon flash white in an instant.

His master stood in the swaying wind and rain, his sleeves fluttering, but the usually lazy young man straightened his back and looked into the distance.

That's where Chenghe and Zhanyuanji are.

"Haojun!"

The young man walked towards his master without hesitation, the young man didn't turn his head back, a bloody light was thrown, and the blood light struck the young man directly, blocking his steps forward.

Tianmo whispered: "Jing Ze, be good, don't come here."

"Why don't you take me with you if you want to sacrifice to the heavens!" The young man was extremely wronged and shouted, "You don't need to split the barrier between the Three Realms and the virtual space with your weapon spirit, and your primordial spirit is likely to be wiped out! You take me, You take me!!!"

Cheng He brought the Zhan Yuan Ji, but Hao Jun insisted on sacrificing to the sky alone, the sword spirit naturally found it hard to accept, his master was equal to his parents and friends, at this moment, how could he leave him to take risks?

The sword spirit only thinks that Tianmo is crazy, he is his sword, and from the moment he recognizes the master with a drop of blood, it is a sharp blade that has been born and died for him. Isn't it a matter of course for him to die for him?

Why did Zhan Yuanji die for Cheng He, but he couldn't be loyal to his master?

Haojun doesn't want him anymore.

His head was buzzing.Trembling all over, Dou Da's teardrops rolled down uncontrollably, he ignored the attack of the demon, took one step back and three steps towards him, and said hoarsely: "Do you dislike me for being playful and useless? Don't want me anymore? I won’t sneak out to eat monsters anymore, and I won’t touch birds after fetching water, come back and make tea for you obediently, don’t despise me...please...don’t leave me...Haojun...!"

Countless blood turned into wildly growing thorns, dragging his feet and wrapping around his body. The sword spirit didn't feel any pain at all, but instead plunged into the impenetrable thorn net, and the sharp long thorns pierced his body. Limbs torso, even pierced into his cheek.

Haojun didn't speak, and the brambles wrapped the struggling young man tighter.The master was silent, only the whimper of the sword spirit could be heard like a small beast.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder in the vortex became more and more intense, and Haojun turned his head and widened his eyes.

Shen Xingjian forcibly dragged his body riddled with wounds to a place very close to him, his whole body was almost enveloped, and no human figure could be seen, only a bloody hand that was stretching out to him was powerlessly frozen in the air, It was only a few feet away, and he could touch his back.

Blood spouted out from the boy's body.Through the gap between the thorns, he saw Haojun frowned in pain, turned his head again, struggled a few more times, and murmured: "Don't go...Haojun..."

His master sighed softly, the black thorns that entangled him suddenly became small, his center of gravity was unstable, he fell forward, and was supported by his master.

"Oh... Haojun, don't want me..."

The sword spirit was covered in blood, entwining its master's stiff body like an octopus: "You can't do this, I'm the sword that opens the way for you, you can't help but take me...Haojun, don't be like this..."

Before this, Jianling never knew that a sword could cry like a human being, heartbroken and out of breath. He only knew that he couldn't let Haojun go alone, he had to take him with him.

"Jingze," holding his face in cold hands, he looked up and saw the smiling face of his master, "Good boy, you are very good, very good, I don't dislike you, you are a good boy, Jitian is me and Cheng He's decision, I don't care about cutting the yuan halberd, but I can care about you. Qi Ling is so slow in opening up wisdom and nourishing yuan, and you finally grew up so big, don't follow me around. It's a pity that you folded here, I can't bear it .”

The boy shook his head and said, "I don't want to! I want to go with you myself, you can't do this!"

"After I'm gone, you can play wherever you like, so don't cry. Be good."

"Wuuu...Haojun, don't, don't..." He clutched his master's sleeve desperately, and couldn't even speak clearly, "I won't let you go, don't leave me..."

Hao Jun patted his face again, and said softly: "The sacrifice to heaven is about to begin, you should go down the mountain quickly, you will be affected here."

"Do not……"

He begged bitterly, but was unable to struggle. The power summoned by the Heavenly Demon instantly took him away from the center of the heaven-sacrificing circle. .

Haojun's breath disappeared.

"Don't leave me... ah..." He cried so weakly that he could only half-fall, half-crawl and roll in the mud, heading towards the top of the mountain.

Weeping uncontrollably.

The picture in front of him turned again, the weather was fine, and his vision was surrounded by red flowers and green leaves.

He sat on a tree in the middle of Tianhu Lake, and his shadow in the water was like a pair of black sharp swords.

This was also Quan Ying's first time seeing an adult Shen Xingjian.

His guess came true again, Shen Xingjian no longer looked like Hao Jun, and he was not quite the same as Song Hui'an when he was an adult.

Temperament is one thing, and body shape is another.

The gloomy black-clothed beauty was dressed in a cold light, and even her hair had the unique perversity of a murderous creature, showing no anger and majesty.Even the god fish in the heart of the lake walked around his reflection carefully.

It was a handsome face. Both Haojun and Song Hui'an had a beautiful and slender face, but Shen Xingjian's grown-up Shen Xingjian was more handsome and tough, and his figure was taller than Song Hui'an's, with broad shoulders. Thin waist, heroic.Perhaps it was because the monster was cold-blooded, the young man casually turned aside, his sleepy eyes contained violence.

Song Hui'an's arrogance comes from his once superior background, while Shen Xingjian's arrogance comes from the bloodthirsty in his bones.

From the original artifact to the Demon Sword whose cultivation level can shake the Three Realms, how many lives must be killed and how much flesh and blood must be sucked to satisfy the Demon Sword's bloodthirsty and warlike instinct?

Can't even think about it.

The end is a peerless beauty who doesn't even dare to be polite.

Sword Spirit raised his head, and stared at the glowing sky for a long time through the lush branches and leaves of Tiangong.

Although no one could be seen, there were four clusters of light in the sky, and the purple-gold light was the most eye-catching.The four groups are laughing and joking, chasing after each other, so happy.In the sky, there are echoes of children's milky laughter.

What Shen Xingjian was looking at were the four emperors who had just been sent back to the Heavenly Palace and whose primordial spirits could not maintain their human form.

Quan Ying looked at her young self in amazement.Shen Xingjian has a close relationship with his mother, but due to the agreement between Tiangong and Demon Realm, he once thought that Shen Xingjian had never seen them in the future.So he came here when they were so young?

The four little lives representing all the good wishes in the world played recklessly, and did not notice the magic sword in the dark. After an unknown period of time, the four balls of light became exhausted, and when they wanted to go back home, they drifted a few steps away. , the group of purple and golden light flashed, and a few coquettish shifts left the big team, hid in the nearby water plants, and watched the three brothers go away.

As soon as the water plants moved, when the ball of light came out again, it had already turned into a cute, pink and tender child, the kind that shone with purple and gold light all over.

The little boy, with his head tied in a ball, squatted beside the water and poked the water for a while. His dark eyes were big and round. When he looked up and saw a bird, he followed it excitedly and plunged into the big tree in the middle of the lake.

His small body was hanging from the tree, looking at the stranger sitting on the branch below.The little white bird that was less than an inch just now was gone, replaced by a strange big bird that stopped beside the stranger, bent down its small face and rubbed against him coquettishly.

It doesn't grow feathers or flesh, and the whole body is supported by slender bones. It is a bone phoenix from the devil world, the mount of the magic sword.

Xiao Tong was looking at Sword Spirit, and Sword Spirit was also looking at him.

Hearing that Haojun's four children were sent back to the Heavenly Palace, he originally only wanted to come and see them, but he left after a few glances. Unexpectedly, the child's eyes were vicious, and he touched his skeleton phoenix.

He was about to instruct the bone phoenix to take off, but the child jumped off directly, chubby, and landed in front of him with precision. The child raised his head, and his sparkling eyes clung to him.

Shen Xingjian: "..."

Gou Chenghe is really lingering, obviously his body is gone, yet another baby is born to scare him.

Listening to Jian Ling's psychological activities, Quan Ying couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that Shen Xingjian had given him a negative review early on, just because he looked like the father whom Jian Ling didn't want to see.

Shen Xingjian had never been with such a sweet and soft kid before. Seeing the kid staring at him, he felt uncomfortable. When he mentioned him, he wanted to knock him out lightly, but he heard the kid say: "Brother beauty, aren't you People from Tiangong?"

Shen Xingjian remained silent, and pointed his finger on the boy's forehead, and with a slight force, he could faint.

Who would have thought that the little boy was ignorant, his eyes glowed, and he actually rubbed against him, cheering happily: "You are not from Tiangong, are you?"

"So what if it's not?"

answer impatiently.

"Let me just say, there is no such beauty as big brother in Tiangong." Xiaotong smiled and opened his arms, brazenly, "big brother, give me a hug."

...how could he still be like this when he was a child?

[The author has something to say: It’s finally here. This article originally thought that 30W words is the upper limit. Depending on the situation, it may be 40W_(з」∠)_]