Refiner Master [Rebirth]

Above Luochuan, there is a strange mountain called "Wumian".There are many mountains and valleys, thousands of valleys and thousands of rocks, and the evil spirit is lingering. Monsters and beasts often appear.No one dares to live within a hundred miles, and the world often uses the word "evil mountain" to call it.

At this time, a loud noise erupted suddenly from the top of Wumian Mountain, and the whole mountain seemed to be shaking. Tens of thousands of golden lights were mixed in the faintly visible black mist, and quickly spread around, illuminating the entire mountain. night sky.It lasted for a long time before it gradually dimmed, and the loud noise also subsided, and the peace of the past was restored on Wumian Mountain.

"He Qingci, can you admit defeat?" A cold and emotionless voice suddenly came from the top of the mountain.

It was a man who spoke.He stood on the top of the Sleepless Mountain, facing the wind.He was dressed in a black robe, slender and straight, his temples were cut like knives, his eyebrows were like ink, his handsome cheeks were as cold as frost and snow, and he wore a gold-rimmed black jade hair crown, and his long black hair was meticulously tied behind his head. Fluttering gently in the breeze, the whole person exudes a capable and indifferent temperament.

What's more strange is that there are traces of black air hovering around the man's body, slowly lingering upwards, coupled with his strange pair of red pupils, he looks like a demon, unable to distinguish between good and evil.

About ten meters away from the man, a man in Tsing Yi was kneeling on the ground with one hand on the ground, barely supporting his precarious body, and wiping the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth with the other hand.

After a long time, the man in Tsing Yi raised the corners of his mouth and replied with a sneer: "Sang Wusheng, since you want to take my life, why bother to talk nonsense? I, He Qingci, was defeated by you today. I want to kill you. Take it as you please."

The man called Sang Wusheng stretched out his long sword and pointed at He Qingci, his eyes were still cold and ruthless: "I just want to ask you one thing, 13 years ago, the day Tuer was killed by you, She has the soul-locking streamer I gave her, so she shouldn't have lost her soul, so why was there only one corpse left when I found it?"

He Qingci laughed loudly when he heard the words, with a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes, he looked at Sang Wusheng coldly, and said viciously: "I have already thrown the soul-locking flag into the endless abyss, do you want to find the soul-locking flag?" Resurrection flowers fading? It's just a dream!"

A cold light flashed in Sang Wusheng's eyes, and his monstrous anger suddenly turned into a powerful air pressure, rushing straight towards He Qingci.Almost in an instant, He Qingci was bounced onto a huge rock five meters away. The violent impact and powerful murderous aura caused He Qingci to suffer serious internal injuries, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sang Wusheng said coldly: "Where is it? If you tell me, I will spare you."

He Qingci got up from the ground, supported his crumbling body, but still said in a cold voice: "The endless abyss, there is no return. Why, could it be that you are afraid and dare not go down to retrieve the soul-locking banner?"

Sang Wusheng's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He raised his hand, poured a surge of aura into the ancient weapon in his hand - the Qingli Sword, and said with a cold smile: "Since you want to die so much, I will make it happen." you."

After saying that, the long sword in his hand shot straight into the sky with a "snack", instantly turning into hundreds of identical long swords.These long swords rotated at high speed in the sky above, and golden lights illuminated the entire night sky, which looked like auroras from a distance.

All the beasts and monsters on Wumian Mountain rushed out of the dense forest, but they didn't dare to get too close. They only dared to watch this rare and unrivaled spectacle from a distance.

Seeing this, He Qingci knew that he was going to die today, so he gave a wry smile, then closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the Qingli sword pierced his body.

"When Qingli comes out of his body, his corpse will be buried for thousands of miles, and his spirit and soul will be scattered."

Vaguely, He Qingci once remembered that Sang Wusheng had said this to him.It's just that the two were brothers of the same school at that time, but today they have become enemies, it really is a trick of fate.

Sang Wusheng stretched out his hand and lifted it lightly, and countless Qingli swords flew towards He Qingci quickly. In the blink of an eye, He Qingci was covered by light, which gradually disappeared after a long time.But the place where He Qingci was just now was empty at this moment, only a few traces of black air were swaying in the wind, as if it just disappeared into place out of thin air.

Sang Wusheng watched the person who disappeared in front of him without saying a word for a long time, and his pair of red pupils also returned to the color of black jade at this time.

At this time, behind her, a beautiful woman in red came forward to pay her respects, and said softly: "Devil Lord, He Qingci has been executed, when will he return to the fairy world?"

Sang Wusheng withdrew his gaze, his eyes were as calm as water, and replied: "Let's go now."

The red woman answered yes, and respectfully followed behind Sang Wusheng.The two walked towards the west with their swords, and soon disappeared into the night.

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However, what Sang Wusheng couldn't expect was that in another space, He Qingci, who was supposed to have died under Qingli's sword, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

He Qingci looked around in a daze, feeling a little puzzled for a moment.Didn't he die in the hands of Sang Wusheng a long time ago?Why are you in a cold pool now?

The water in this cold pool glowed with a blue light, icy cold, and the sound of gurgling water came from one side.He Qingci raised his eyes and saw that it turned out to be a small stream coming from the west, which was continuously pouring water into the cold pool.Although this water was a bit strange, it unexpectedly relieved the sword wound stabbed by the Qingli sword on his body, and it was even more able to restrain the demonic energy that was constantly scurrying in his body, which was somewhat stronger than panacea.

"You're awake." A warm voice suddenly sounded from behind.

He Qingci's pupils tightened, and he looked behind him vigilantly.

I saw a man in a light blue robe, with a slight smile on his lips, his brows and eyes as warm as jade, looking at him with a smile at the moment.

He Qingci said vigilantly: "Who are you? Why did you save me?"

The man still looked calm, with his lips parted slightly, he said, "You can call me Zeyu."

He Qingci pondered for a moment, a little surprised in his heart, and asked tentatively, "Are you... the last Immortal Emperor?"

The man nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "It's been a long time since anyone called me that."

He Qingci hesitated and said, "I don't know why the Immortal Emperor wanted to save me?"

Zeyu took two steps forward, sat down on a smooth stone bench beside him, and said, "You used to have a very good wisdom root, and you were quite destined to be a fairy, but when you were young, you were harmed by your stepmother, who destroyed your spiritual root. Over time, the demons in his heart became deep, and then he gradually went astray. Although he got a chance later, he worshiped the demon cultivator as his teacher, and killed people all year round, just to rebuild his spiritual roots, right?"

He Qingci looked at Ze Yu calmly, and said, "Yes."

Zeyu sighed softly, and said: "Although you have accumulated many bad debts, because of your kind thoughts when you were young, you saved tens of thousands of people in the human world. The Immortal Emperor also happened to be among them. The people set up steles of merit and virtue for you, calling you the savior of the world, and worshiped you all year round. The Immortal Emperor also passed the catastrophe smoothly, and was able to fly to the fairy world as soon as possible. The merits made are far greater than However, therefore, your soul is not yet at the point of extinction. If you can let go of your inner demons, devote yourself to cultivation, and accumulate more good karma, you will be able to fly to the fairy world in the future and become a carefree fairy."

He Qingci heard the words, couldn't help but sneer and said: "All the suffering I have suffered for hundreds of years has already made my heart ache. In the most desperate time, no one can pull me out of the sea of ​​suffering. How can you let go easily? There should be no day of ascension in this life."

Zeyu smiled slightly and said, "The past is all clouds and smoke, so why do you have to be in the dark without seeing the sun? It all comes from a different state of mind."

He Qingci sneered and said: "If it's really as simple as you said, why not try it with another person, if you have endured many hardships like me since childhood, but you can still be proud of the world in the future, then it is all my fault .He Qingci will definitely devote himself to practicing from now on and be good. Do you dare to bet with me?"

Zeyu was silent for a moment, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes: "If that's the case, why not take a gamble with you?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers lightly to calculate, and said after a while: "Your fate is unique, which is rare in the world. There is only one person in this world who matches you."

He Qingci asked with some interest: "Who is he?"

Ze Yu said: "This man's name is Lu Ming, he is from the Hua Kingdom, and he comes from the human world. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Lu Ming will have a catastrophe, and he will not escape. Let him complete the game for you and me."

Ze Yu paused for a moment, and said to a man in black behind him: "Chu Ji, I'll leave this matter to you. You can let him know everything about He Qingci himself, but you can't let him know about our bet." .”

The man in black nodded in agreement, and took out a mirror from the Qiankun bag.The divine mirror is engraved with the Taiyi Xuan pattern, and the mirror body is made of black sandalwood.The man in black recited a series of formulas, and the magic mirror emitted a strong golden luster. After the light slowly went out, the man in black disappeared in place.

He Qingci couldn't help asking: "Could this be one of the top ten artifacts in ancient times, the Kunlun Mirror?"

Zeyu nodded, and said, "It's the Kunlun mirror. It can see anyone and anything in the universe, and it can communicate with the world of heaven and man, and has the power to break the time gap."

He Qing resigned, and for some reason, there was some anticipation in his heart that should have been ashamed.If this person can really change the original trajectory, avoid the fate of being dissipated, and instead be unrestrained in the world, and finally be able to ascend to the fairy world, is it not a kind of salvation for himself?

If he still can't avoid this ending, but falls into a dark abyss from which he can never escape, just like him, letting his demons control everything and do many evil things, then what should he do?

Seeing He Qingci frowning and frowning, Zeyu's eyes were obscure and inexplicable, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

And at this moment, in another time and space far away, a slender and handsome man is standing in front of the huge French window, shaking the wine in the glass, looking at the neon lights outside the window, slightly dazed, without feeling the slightest danger It is approaching, and I don't know what kind of unimaginable situation will meet him in the future.