[Ancient Sword 2 Shen Xie] Rotten grass turns into fireflies

Don't look back, I'll show you a trick. "

"it is good."

In the silence, there was a clear and crisp sound, and a gentle protective light shield protected everyone present. A red armored bird flew high into the sky, and after a loud chirp, it caused a strong explosion. The flames and the billowing gunpowder smoke, the whole city began to shake, collapse, subsidence, ambushes and surrounded by Xiuxian sects and Tiangang fighters in an orderly evacuation, under such a strong explosion, no living thing could leave from it, the shock and The gravel and gravel brought by the impact hit the shield with a dull sound, and the entire Liuyue City was reduced to ruins in the flames...

But the people present could clearly feel the hard touch of the bluestone under their feet.I don't know when, Le Wuyi said in a low voice, "Fake?", it seemed that everyone came back to their senses.

An extremely exquisite phantom array detailed the fall of the entire Liuyue City. It was so real that it was outrageous, but it was at least a quarter of an hour earlier than the reality.

"Impossible, illusions cannot be materialized. These shocks, shocks and shatterings are real. They really happened around me. It is impossible to do it!" The murmuring whisper was interrupted by Yanjia Xieyi's warm voice , "There is a strange beast in the East China Sea called 鸑鷟. Its feathers are bright and bright, which can make illusions come true. But if it is really made to such a degree, the complexity and sophistication of the process is really amazing."

"So, if you leave now, no one will find out that in the eyes of outsiders, an explosion just now wiped out all the life breath in it. The real fall later will be much smaller than this scale, and it will only be regarded as an explosion. An aftershock..." Many unbelievable gazes fell on the quiet Xie Yi under the tree. How many ingenious things have been passed, but after all, I can't escape my own body and body.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and an exquisitely crafted lantern fell into Shen Ye's palm, the handle of the jade-like pole carried some residual warmth, and the warm and fragrant spirits of plants, trees and flowers slowly escaped from the lamp.The high priest has never been infected by demonic energy, so he cannot stay in the lower realm forever. Within three feet of this lamp, the clean energy is lingering, making it impossible for mortal dust to invade.

"The lamp means to wait. It means to wait and keep watch. Do you want to wait for you as a teacher?"

"No...the lamp means eternal light, the master walks in front, and the disciple...watches from behind."

The final sound is already close to the ear, the high priest gently caressed the warm light pole under his sleeve, leaving behind a straight and resolute back, Xie Yi was forced to commit suicide in the Temple of Seven Kills a hundred years ago because he was infected with demonic energy. At this moment, he knew that Xie Yi didn't want him to see the last scene of the end of his life.

"Aye, if you don't leave, it's really late." The calm voice of the Qisha priest broke the final silence. The high priest took two steps forward and gently hugged Xiaoxi in Huayue's arms, with a faint warm voice ,"let's go."

When the teleportation array rose, Shen Ye finally looked back.Under the moonlight, the homeland was wiped out in ashes and smoke, which can be regarded as a grand burial.

Not long after the Battle of Liuyue City, members of the Longbingyu Lieshan tribe took the initiative to contact Baicao Valley and other Central Plains sects of cultivating immortals.

According to the people of Lieshan tribe, Ziwei's priest Shen Ye, Qisha's priest Tong, Lianzhen's priest Huayue, and several high-ranking priests have acted on the orders of the Cangming City Lord for many years. .

Fortunately, according to Cheng Tingjun and others from Baicao Valley who were the last to evacuate from Liuyue City, Shen Ye's party rebels were all killed in the battle of Liuyue City, and the people of Lieshan tribe came to ask for forgiveness.

Due to the special situation of the people of Lieshan tribe, it is difficult for various sects of cultivation to decide for a while.Later, because Yanshi Le Wuyi, who established the victory of Liuyue City, and the prince Xia Yi strongly advocated, coupled with the lobbying of Taihua Guanqing, Zhenren, and Zhenren Nanxun, all factions finally reached a consensus.

Considering that the demonic energy carried by the people of Lieshan tribe is difficult to eradicate, each faction invited the people of Lieshan tribe to find a way to suppress the demonic energy together.In this way, if one day the demon realm invades in a large scale, the human world will not be ignorant of the demonic energy and will not be caught off guard.

——What I have been seeking in my whole life is to exhaust the way of haganism, so as to protect one person and one city.Although I have regrets today, I still have to thank God for fulfilling it.

[Postscript] Look at the sky at dawn and look at the clouds at dusk

It was already the second day to settle down in the lower realm.Although Xie Yi had repaired the former residence of Jingshui Lake to be very good and livable, according to Shen Ye's intention, he still wanted to wander around in the world first.

The Qisha priest had no interest in the Lantern Festival on earth, so he bid farewell to everyone early in the morning, leaving only Yanjianiao to send a message.It is said that the Gu worm that plotted against him a long time ago was found by him in the world, and he traveled and looked for it in his spare time.Rich in all things, vast rivers and mountains, the life of a technical house opens a new chapter.

Huayue played with Xiaoxi in the middle of the night, had a long talk with Priest Ziwei all night, and bid farewell to both of them in the early morning.After the deaths of Cangming and Xie Yi, Priest Lianzhen's temperament became even more indifferent and dignified.The matter of love is like flowers on the icing on the cake, the moon is in the sky, it is excellent to have it, but it is no harm if it is not, and the silk is beautiful and the galaxy is vast.

"Brother, their lanterns are not as good-looking as ours."

Holding Xiaoxi in one hand, and holding a green lamp in the other, Shen Ye was a little unaccustomed to the leisure and peace that he had never had for a long time.

"That's natural."

"Brother, brother, why can my brother only play with Xiaoxi when everyone else is in pairs?"

"It's enough for my brother to love Xiaoxi, why should I distribute it to the extra people?"

"That's not the case... If my brother has a sister-in-law, it means that the two of them love Xiaoxi."

Walking a few steps to the river, countless lanterns chased by the water, Shen Ye's eyebrows were very good, from time to time a bold woman threw a few Xue Tao notes along the water, and he passed them as if watching a floating lantern.

"My brother already has someone in mind."

"Who? Is it sister Huayue?"

"Hua Yue will always be your sister."

"Then where is that person, has Xiao Xi seen it?"

"I've seen it. The Yanjia rabbit in your room was given to you by him, remember?"

"Rabbit Xiaoxi remembers, but Xiaoxi doesn't remember who gave it to Xiaoxi... Then, will she still come to see Xiaoxi?"

"Yes."

"How long will it take?"

"About... three days."

"Then Xiaoxi will wait for three days. Don't forget what my brother promised Xiaoxi."

"it is good."

The figures, one big and one small, just leisurely and leisurely disappeared into the dim light.After that, time became very slow, but it also gradually flowed for many years.

When a person in memory does not fade with the passing of time, and does not have to suffer from lovesickness because of being too hot, he just remembers clearly in the floating life that is getting farther and farther away. In this boundless floating world, there was once It is easier for a person to cherish the rest of his life if he regards himself as his life. This may be the best fulfillment for Xie Yi.

Hundreds of years later, when these survivors were getting old, they met by the Naihe Bridge as companions. The light rain was drizzling, the wind was melodious, and Meng Po's tea stall in front was always full.

The leader took a look back and led everyone across the river of forgetfulness. The memories of this life were wiped out with a bowl of Mengpo soup.

"Hey, guest officer, your umbrella."

"umbrella?"

"It's for you, stay here, for hundreds of years."

"Thank you."

"Let's go, the road of reincarnation is ahead."

Reaching out to take the bamboo strips that are already a little brittle, and the paper umbrella that has turned yellow with the years, twirling slightly in the palm of your hand, it can no longer completely cover the rain curtain, and the scattered raindrops seep into the snow-like White clothes, not seen for a moment.

A River of Forgetfulness, on the left bank are Yingying Yanyan's idiots and resentful women, and on the right bank are wandering souls with quiet eyes and hurried steps.

The raindrops are like tears.

—The one you loved, who?

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