I respect him so fragrant

The solitary shadow of the cold river is all dead and built.

A hundred years ago, these eight characters came to Zhufang and destroyed the entire Hanjiang clan.A hundred years later, it reappeared in the world, and Zhufang ushered in a catastrophe.

The people of the world try their best to prevent its fulfillment, but they don't realize that its fulfillment is precisely because of interference again and again.Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and after going around for so long, Zhufang was finally destroyed in the hands of the Hanjiang clan.

Xie Yao stood in front of the stone with a pale face, and then summoned the Yuanxi sword, and cut his palm without hesitation, and the palm was bleeding profusely.He gritted his teeth and began to draw a talisman.

When he was practicing in the past, he felt that it was too troublesome to carry talisman seals with him, so he created a unique technique, which can transform talisman paper into the air and recreate talisman seals.At that time, the master saw his technique, and he said that there is no need to spread it to outsiders, and it is fine to study it carefully. He thought it was because the technique was too cheap, so the master didn't like it, so he said this.

"Everything in the world is born out of nothing."

It wasn't until he was reborn in the first life, that he experienced life from death, and saw the scene of changing the world, that he suddenly realized something else from the words of the master.

"The living are for existence, the dead are for non-existence."

This original little technique may hide the principles of Dao Yun that he didn't know at the beginning.

For example, turning nothing into something, or... turning something into nothing.

"Relying on my body, reverse yin and yang."

Xie Yao knelt in front of the boulder with difficulty, his palms rubbing the ground, leaving a deep and bright red bloodstain.After drawing the last stroke of the formation, he said the last sentence in a low voice but firmly:

"Change my spirit, live to death."

"start!"

With this order, the withered flowers and plants around the boulder suddenly stopped showing signs of decay, and other things around the boulder also began to regain their vitality.

"This is..." Shui Qilin beside him couldn't help asking.Even though it has lived for thousands of years, it has never seen such a strange and unimaginable magic circle.

"This array is nameless," Xie Yao leaned on Yuanxi sword and tried his best to support it, "I figured it out not long ago, and it's the first time I use it."

"How does it work?"

"rely on me."

Xie Yao closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Use my body to operate this formation."

"Then..." Shui Qilin looked at him, his gaze was a little more clear and complicated

"Zhufang is in chaos because of me," Xie Yao said, "I will end everything."

As soon as the words fell, I heard the cold voice of the city lord of Ghostfall not far away: "Xie Yao! Stop it!"

Xie Yao opened his eyes, and saw that the Lord of the Ghost Fallen City was drenched in blood, and came with the Immortal Bixue who was tightly bound. Behind him were the two Immortals Qingfeng Nanfeng and Li Qihan who were also being escorted.It's just that the four of them closed their eyes and seemed to have passed out.

"If you don't stop for a moment, I will kill one person."

Zhuhua sword was pressed against the chest of Master Sixue, and the city lord Guiluo concealed his panic, and threatened: "If you insist on doing it, they will all die in front of you."

Xie Yao stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Are you crazy? They never harmed you when you were a bright moon in the past!"

"Those who stop me now will die!" The hand of Ghostfalling City Lord holding the hilt of the sword suddenly exerted force, and the tip of the sword sank into Ruxue's heart in an instant, "It doesn't matter who comes."

Xie Yao looked at Xue Xue's bloodless face, and his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but take half a step forward.Unexpectedly, Li Qihan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "Don't worry about it! Shuiyue Xianzun! My master and them..."

"They..." His eyes showed despair and grief, "They are already dead!"

That day, they led people to escape from Banxue Xianshan, and met the Ghost Fallen City Lord who came to stop them.The master asked him to take the people away first, and stay behind.When he returned to the same path, he saw only scarlet blood and a broken sword.

The sword keeps the person, the sword breaks and the person dies.

"Shuiyue Xianzun! My master asked me to tell you," Li Qihan shouted desperately with all his strength, "Don't look back! Just do your best! Don't...!"

Hearing only a sound of "噗嗤", the Lord of Ghostfalling City mercilessly pierced the sword into Li Qihan's heart.Zhuhua Sword was stained with the blood of countless people, it was as cold as ice.Li Qihan opened his mouth, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then his footsteps softened, and he fell to the ground.

Xie Yao panicked, "Qihan!"

Li Qihan raised his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the snow fairy who was dressed in white and quietly closed his eyes.Xu Shi had been heartbroken for too long, and at this moment he couldn't feel any pain, only a little relief.

He murmured softly: "We are considered to be the same year, same month, same day..."

I still remember that at the beginning of that year, when he went to Banxuexian Mountain to pay homage to his teacher, his master was as cold as ice the whole time, and he didn't say a word.He was a little frightened by being stared at, and at the end he was nervous for a moment, and said naively: "Master, Master, I will definitely be filial to you in the future... Then what, I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as you, but I want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as you die……"

"you shut up."

Li Qihan was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his eyes secretly to look at the expression of the person in front of him, only to find that his master didn't seem very angry, but... seemed to be smiling?

It was like a crack opened on the surface of a long-frozen lake, revealing a pool of spring water.

Amazed him all the years to come.

***

Xie Yao only felt the qi and blood in his chest surging, but he still accelerated the flow of the formation.

He gritted his teeth, ignoring the blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and frantically injected spiritual power into the talisman formation. In just a few seconds, the formation magnified a hundred times until it covered the entire Wanyue Fairy Mountain.

But these are not enough, not enough anyway.

Seeing this, the Lord of Ghostfalling City had a grim expression, and hurriedly held his sword and flew towards him.Xie Yao stared at his figure and made a decision in a few breaths.

If one is not enough, then two.

He gripped the Yuan Xi sword tightly and poured a lot of spiritual power into it, and then at the moment when the Ghost Fallen City Lord rushed towards him——

"Ah—" Xie Yao thrust out the sword fiercely.

But at this critical moment, a black figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

Accompanied by the sound of a sword piercing into the flesh and blood.Xie Yao's eyes widened and his whole body trembled, as if struck by lightning.

Jiang Gu, who was covered in scars and ragged clothes, stood in front of him, using the Cold River Sword to block the attack of the ghostly city lord, and at the same time endured the damage from him.

"No..." Xie Yao opened his mouth, his mind went blank, and he couldn't say anything with a hoarse voice.

Until Jiang Gu's eyes were scarlet, he pushed away the Ghost Fallen City Lord with one hand, pulled out the sword enduring the severe pain, and knelt down on his knees.He just woke up like a dream, hugged him into his arms in a panic, and choked up incoherently: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Hot blood poured out from the chest of the man in his arms, and he was so anxious that he cried, "Come on! Brother Sect Leader! Ruxue! Come and help me..."

No one answered.

No one came to help him anymore.

Jiang Gu tried his best to open his eyes, raised his hand to gently wipe away the tears from the face of the person in front of him, and said softly: "Don't cry, it doesn't look good when you cry."

Just like Xie Yao didn't like to see him cry, he didn't like to see Xie Yao cry either.

"Jiang Gu...you should avoid...you should avoid..." Xie Yao shook his head desperately, "I should have died...I should have died..."

"Nonsense," Jiang Gu caressed his face and said softly, "You should live long."

The formation is still in operation, and the coverage area is getting wider and wider.Xie Yao felt that the spiritual power in his body was constantly passing away, and Jiang Gu's aura gradually weakened in his arms.

In the distance, the ghostly city master stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the two with a sneer: "What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks."

Seeing this, Xie Yao desperately held Jiang Gu under his body, and said in a low voice, "Close your eyes, and I will count by dozens. Only when you have counted can you open your eyes. Only in this way will I count you as the winner."

Xie Yao put his hand on his dantian silently, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm starting to count, you close your eyes. One, two..."

Before he finished counting, Jiang Gu held his hand tightly.

"That day at Suxin Lake, I won...you." He whispered in Xie Yao's ear, "Since then...I swear, in this life...only win you...this one time."

I will lose to you for the rest of my life.

After speaking, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was very happy: "Xie Yao, thank you."

Thank you for accepting me as an apprentice, showing me all the love affairs in the world, and teaching me how to love someone.The lonely years are no longer miserable with these frivolous but tender times.

Just, don't allow yourself to carry the guilt anymore.

This is my fault, I am very distressed.

Jiang Gu suddenly used all his strength to push Xie Yao hard into the center of the formation.

At the same time, he used kung fu to destroy his dantian and began to burn all his cultivation.

At the moment when the Ghostfalling City Lord attacked again, he drew out the Hanjiang Sword again, stood coldly in front of the boulder, and slashed his palm.

A hundred years ago, everything started with the Hanjiang clan, so today, it will end with the Hanjiang clan.

Since blood is to be sacrificed, it is best to use his.

"Jiang Gu!"

Two destructive white lights emerged from the center of the formation, accompanied by the gust of wind spreading around, covering all the scenes in front of Xie Yao in an instant.

***

"History has its revisions."

Immortal Shuoyue squatted by the stream, and suddenly said this.

At that time, Xie Yao was still a child, and when he heard Master say something he didn't understand, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Master, what does this mean?"

"Want to know?"

"Want to know."

Immortal Shuoyue nodded, took him to the fork of the stream, and asked, "How many ways does this stream diverge?"

Xie Yao answered truthfully: "Two ways."

"Same root and origin?"

"Nature is of the same origin," Xie Yao pointed to the upstream, "Don't they all flow down from there?"

Shuoyue Immortal Venerable asked again: "Then what's the difference between these two streams?"

Xie Yao took a closer look, tilted his head and said, "One has leaves floating on it, but the other doesn't."

"Indeed," Shuoyue Immortal Venerable nodded, and cast a spell to remove all the leaves from the stream with floating leaves, "Now I remove all the leaves, what do you think will happen to this stream?"

This... Xie Yao blinked, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Let's think about it differently," Immortal Shuoyue coaxed, "The reason why this stream has leaves is because it is closer to the forest. When the wind blows, the leaves will fall into it, right?"

"Correct."

"We call this the direction of things, or the law." Shuoyue Xianzun said, "You can think of history as this stream, and it is its natural law to be full of leaves. If someone changes history one day, it will be like I will remove all the leaves from the stream, and the stream cannot stand still, nor can history stand still."

As soon as the wind blew, I saw a few leaves falling down again and falling into the water.

"It will correct itself according to the original law and turn itself into a history that conforms to the trend."

"But..." Xie Yao thought for a while and asked a question, "Even if it is revised again, it can't be the same as the original one, right?"

"I don't know about this." Immortal Shuoyue said, "It may be the same, or there may be a few leaves missing."

"But it should be harmless."

Who cares about the few leaves?

The author has something to say: help, I thought I could finish writing 70 chapters (obsessive-compulsive disorder is really difficult)