[Heavenly Officials Bless Shuangxuan Tongren] Li Tao

He Xuan exhaled lightly, inserted the wind master fan back into his waist, and wiped off the gravel on his body.When he was doing this, Shi Qingxuan stood there coldly without saying a word.

"You..." He Xuan wanted to ask "how have you been recently", but seeing Shi Qingxuan's frosty face, he swallowed it back.

Full of resentment, the moment he saw him, he couldn't say a word.

"Aren't you the one who said it was a clean break? What are you doing when you come back?" Shi Qingxuan stepped on a broken stool and said condescendingly.

He Xuandao, "That doesn't count."

"Why?"

"You lied to me."

"Which time? Sorry, there are too many, I can't remember." Shi Qingxuan said indifferently.

He Xuan was so choked by him that he couldn't speak, Shi Qingxuan saw this, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Finish? Just get out of here."

He Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Your poison has not been cured."

"Unsolved." Shi Qingxuan said coldly, "I don't look like I have no solution?"

He laughed again, "Even if I don't solve it, I'm practicing in seclusion now, and I'm going to ascend to immortality in a few days. What a water lady, a fire lady, it's nothing."

"Or, are you regretting it and want to win those three lucks?"

He Xuan said in a deep voice, "I don't regret it."

"Then get out! Go back!" Shi Qingxuan shouted loudly, his eyes burst out suddenly, and the yellow sand around him suddenly became violent again.

The clay figurine still has three parts earthy nature. He Xuan was worried about him, but when he was scolded like this, he couldn't help feeling a little angry in his heart, and said, "Shi Qingxuan, why are you so ignorant of good and evil?"

Shi Qingxuan laughed openly, "I just don't know good and bad, did you know it on the first day?" Then he turned his face and shouted, "Don't let me say it a second time! Get out!"

A strange feeling rose in He Xuan's heart.Shi Qingxuan always smiled calmly, even on the day of the breakup, he was never so irritable. "What's the matter with you?" he said, taking a step forward.

However, at this moment, as if to oppose him, there was a rumble of thunder in the sky.He Xuan was stunned, and looked up, only to see a layer of thick ghost aura, like the waves of whales and crocodiles, gushing from the dark night of Beimo.

"what?"

Shi Qingxuan didn't answer, he raised his face gloomyly, looking at the ghost wave that was getting closer, a layer of terrifying black energy gathered on his pale face.

"Annoying offal," he murmured.

He gathered his fingers together and lifted them up.In the night, the sand and dust rose suddenly, and the wind turned into a blade, like a cold sword, slashing towards the majestic ghost energy that was endless like a tide!

The folk customs in the northern desert are tough, and the ghosts in the northern border are even more arrogant and rebellious.Shi Qingxuan sits in the desert, a barrier cuts off right and wrong in the fairy world, but it can't stop the wolves from waiting around.Now that the Tonglu Mountain is open, all ghosts are restless, there are fierce ones who move upon hearing the wind, there are evil ones, and there are also fierce ones.Big and small monsters gathered together, staring at each other.He Xuan somewhat understood who his enchantment was protecting against, but after less than two sticks of incense were withdrawn, these ghosts and monsters couldn't help but swarmed up, obviously planning for a long time, and they were bound to win.

However, even if thousands of people come and go, under the hands of the impenetrable ghost king, they are just playing tricks like chopping melons and vegetables on a chopping board.He Xuan squinted his eyes, all he could see was the white figure with his clothes fluttering, standing motionless in the sandy sky.However, the wailing of ghosts and the hissing of strong winds continued to be heard from the sky, and he finally realized that the wind and sand that entertained him just now were really merciful.

Shi Qingxuan turned his face sideways, "Looked dumb?"

"..."

"The lives under my hands are eight hundred if not one thousand. Do you know what kind of person I am?" He turned his back and said slowly, "Of course, I still can't compare with your priests who go to heaven. If you want to be a god, Slaughter the city first."

He Xuandao, "You are someone who is in urgent need of ascension, so you shouldn't get involved in killing more."

"Huh!" Shi Qingxuan let out a sneer.If it was usual, he would definitely have a big argument with He Xuan, but at this time he lost interest for some reason.

The billowing wind and violent sand formed a hollow funnel, shattering the swarming ghosts into dross.At this time, the entire ghost desert danced wildly, shaking the sky and the earth, but separated from the quiet one-inch radius of the Liufeng Ghost Mansion, and cut out a corner of the isolated time to be safe.Although the time has passed, He Xuan suddenly recalled that day, at the same place, the scene where the two had a drink and chatted happily under the moonlight.Four words floated in my heart inexplicably: the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full.

At this moment, just hearing the sound of "咻", a layer of black mist suddenly appeared on the fallen tree beside Shi Qingxuan.With sharp eyes and quick hands, He Xuan called out, "Be careful!"

It was obviously a layer of ghost's resentful spirit, presumably attached to the dead tree, and just escaped the sandstorm swallowed by the ghost king.

Shi Qingxuan sneered, "You want to talk too much?" He used his fan as a dagger, and without moving his footsteps, he turned his backhand to the fishbone that slipped through the net.

However, halfway through the fan, he let go of his hand and threw it out!Startled, He Xuan threw out the Wind Master Fan, piercing through the black mist, and intercepted the ghost king's bone fan in mid-air.The two fans collided and fell to the ground, making a crisp "ping-pong" sound.

He Xuan couldn't care less about picking up the fan. "What's the matter with you?" he shouted.

——But seeing the ghost king who was still arrogant and domineering just now, his knees suddenly softened, and he fell to his knees with a "plop"!He hung his head and couldn't see his face clearly, but his hands on the ground were shaking violently.

He Xuan got up to go over, but the other party raised his head viciously, but his face was ferocious, his eyes were split open, and two thin fires seemed to be burning in his eyes.He yelled, "Get out!"

He Xuan ignored him, stepped forward in twos and threes, and firmly grabbed his wrist.But he was shocked to find that this person's supposedly cold skin was scalding horribly. When he looked down, he saw the ghost king's eyes wide open, bloodshot eyes, his face white as paper, and cold sweat flowing out, exactly the same as the scene of the poisoned hair in the Wind Master Hall that day.

"Sure enough..." He Xuan said in a deep voice, his conjecture was confirmed.He immediately and decisively crossed a layer of soft mana.

"These days, have you been enduring it by yourself?"

Shi Qingxuan didn't understand He Xuan's kindness at all, he yelled and pushed him away.

"Do you want us all to die here!" he yelled angrily.

Sure enough, in just this moment, the funnel that was originally high and far away has gotten much closer.Shi Qingxuan knelt on the ground and crawled towards his fan step by step with difficulty.He Xuan subconsciously refused to let him touch the fan, but Shi Qingxuan yelled at him, "Go away! You will only drag me down here!"

The wind master was taken aback, and a bitter taste appeared in his mouth.He didn't want him to endure the pain, and he was afraid of being torn to pieces by the swarming group of ghosts. He didn't help him, and he didn't help him.

Shi Qingxuan finally touched the fan and took a deep breath.His hands were trembling non-stop, his handsome face was twisted into a ball, and he didn't seem to be at ease in ordinary times.He Xuan could only watch helplessly as he unfolded the fan, fighting bravely with the howling evil spirits in the night sky.The originally handsome and fair face was shrouded in a layer of dark ghostly aura, and the two delicate red lips were bitten by him to ooze blood.His body visibly trembled like sifting chaff, and he couldn't stand even when he saw it, but his five fingers were tightly gripping the fan, until his knuckles turned white, as if the heaven and earth could not teach him to let go.

The ghostly aura surging around him was too chaotic, knocking those broken tables, chairs, and branches flying in all directions.This scene, I think these days often happens.How his originally neat and elegant backyard turned into this dilapidated appearance is also revealed.

He Xuan's fingertips touched the handle of his fan, and he suddenly realized that his hands were shaking non-stop.He hated himself for not being able to help, and only then did he understand what it was like to be helpless Shi Qingxuan when Shi Wudu was seriously injured.

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that the long night is coming to an end, and it seems that the night is coming to an end, the ghost energy finally dissipates, and the dust in the sky gradually becomes silent.There was only a "pop", and Shi Qingxuan's fan fell out of his hand, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.

He Xuan took two steps forward and said, "Shi Qingxuan!"

I saw the man with his eyes closed tightly, dripping with cold sweat.A face was as white as paper, and the whole body was trembling slightly.

He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he didn't want to let out a moan, but the shortness of breath revealed how much pain he was in.

He Xuan didn't hesitate any longer, and a burst of mellow magic power was immediately absorbed by him.

Shi Qingxuan let out a long hiss. He originally wanted to break away from He Xuan, but the battle just now had exhausted all his strength.At this moment, "Fire Lady" had an attack, and the pain penetrated to the bone marrow. He couldn't resist He Xuan's movements at all.

The soft magic power circulated in his body, like a cold spring, and like a mouthful of mellow warm wine.He Xuan lowered his eyes, feeling his mana flowing through his body, soothing his severely wounded blood.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Qingxuan opened his eyes, and shiveringly pushed He Xuan away. The force he used was obviously not strong, but it seemed as if he was trying his best.

He wanted to sit up, but he staggered when he bent his legs, and fell to the ground again with a "boom".He shook off the hand that He Xuan stretched out to help him, struggled for a moment, and then fell back on the ground in despair.

"Are you satisfied?" He turned his back to the sky and said in a hoarse voice.

He Xuandao, "What are you satisfied with?"

"Are you satisfied seeing me in a mess?"

Shi Qingxuan's eyes were red, I don't know if it was because of the unresolved poison, or the layers of anger in his chest.

He wanted to drive He Xuan away, but he didn't want him to see his current appearance.When they parted, they agreed that they would not owe each other, so he wanted to ask He Xuan to have a look. Even if Shi Qingxuan's life was not as good as his, with that bad life, he could ascend to immortality and live happily.

—but he couldn't.Not only that, but she also exposed her most embarrassing side in front of him, and she even had to accept his love when he rescued her.

"Yes, I'm just useless. I take your luck and covet your godhood, but I still can't be a god." He didn't look at He Xuan, stared at the vast night sky above his head, and said as if angry, "Take the godhood He Qi luck gave such a waste, but is it a waste? Do you have any regrets?"

"Why did you come to me? My brother told you to come, didn't you?" He turned his eyes and saw He Xuan's eyebrows twitch, and he understood, "Hmph... I knew it. If it wasn't for my brother, why would you watch it again?" I take a look."

He raised his head and looked at the crescent moon behind layers of dark clouds, as if he was looking at someone in the sky through the moon.

"I told him...hundreds of years, hundreds of years of waiting. Hundreds of years of separation, hundreds of years of pain. Finally...we can finally be gods together." He whispered , "He is a master of water, and I am a master of wind. We can be gods in the same temple, and we can rule Fengshui together...Flesh and blood reunion, no separation. This is not what I want...Isn't this what he wants?"

"But he...is not happy." Shi Qingxuan smiled sadly, his eyes fell on He Xuan's face, "I can see it. He is not happy. He only agrees with you. I am his brother, even if He loves me, I love him, and I can't stand side by side with him. I can only be a ghost in the gutter, and I can only look up at you from below. Even if I steal your godhead, I can't replace you. I... can't be a wind master."

The corners of his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry, but there were no tears in his eyes.He Xuan felt mixed emotions in his heart, and couldn't say a word.

"You hate me to the bone, and you don't hesitate to strip me of your luck, but you have to settle with me and make a clean break....Of course, I deserve this, and there is nothing to complain about."

"But for my brother, you would rather turn around and go back, risking your life to break into my sand-washing formation. If fate says no, then don't, if luck says yes, then give it to me. Why? You clearly... You clearly despise me, hate me , but why do you want to give me alms and pity me like this? Do you want my gratitude?" He said incoherently, "I won't... I won't thank you! Don't think about it! Don't think about it..."

Famous at a young age, proud of his spring breeze, Fengshi He Xuan has been a man and a fairy for hundreds of years, and he has always been able to look far and far away with ease.As big as the Xuanpao god statue in his palace, as small as a pine and cypress in front of the Fengshi Hall, they all seem to exude a sense of righteousness without flinching.Such a person, even to Shi Qingxuan, an evil ghost and evil spirit, can actually show kindness regardless of past suspicions.

But he is extremely sinful, despicable and shameless, and even this kindness is just taken advantage of by his scheme.The fear, jealousy and admiration when they first met, turned into bottomless obsession under the 12-year flames of Tonglushan.He lived a successful life aloofly, and was immortal for hundreds of years with his elder brother whom he admired very much, but he was just a ghost in the gutter, destined to be different from the gods.No matter how hard you try, you can't compete with him.Whether he is worthy of standing beside his elder brother, let alone the god seat He Xuan gave him.

The three shadows of the dignified and lavish Shopkeeper He under the wine-drinking stage, the blood-wrapped Fengshen Guan in front of the Tonglu Mountain, who looks like a Shura, and the Taoist man in black with a complicated complexion standing in front of him, gradually overlapped and became It has become a lingering figure in my mind for hundreds of years.Shi Qingxuan suddenly felt that the two were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. From the evil star and wealthy businessman when they were humans, the "fierce" and wind master after transforming into a ghost, to the ghost king and Sanxian in ghosts and myths today, they are clearly rooted. The same origin, cultivating Feng Dao together, clearly the same name, the same birthday, how could they give birth to completely different fates, and achieve two completely different lives?

He Xuan keenly noticed that his body temperature was getting hotter, his white face turned red, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows became darker and darker.

"You know, these days, I have devoted myself to cultivation. Is it the reason why I have not been able to ascend?" The ghost king's voice was hoarse, and his hot breath sprayed He Xuan's neck intermittently.

Thinking about the time when the blood rained and the flowers flew up, he was born in poverty and went through hardships. It can be said that he has neither the right time nor the right place.But he still became a fairy by his own strength. According to He Xuan's words, he was going against the sky.

Shi Qingxuan can't.

...Can't, or don't want to?

The ghost king's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and his cheeks were abnormally hot.

"They told me...to become an immortal...that is, to get rid of the mortal relationship and to break obsessions. Only by breaking through the confusion and enlightening can one obtain the Tao." He tugged on He Xuan's clothes, and said in a low voice, "I can't break it. I can't be a fairy."

He Xuan was pulled by the collar and got very close, so close that he could feel the heat from Shi Qingxuan.His heartbeat quickened and his breathing became short of breath.He said hoarsely, "What is your obsession...?"

The person under him looked straight into his eyes with eyes covered in mist.There are indelible obsessions and stubbornness that have been accumulated for hundreds of years, so deep that it seems to teach him to drown in it.

"My mortal fate, my obsession. My greed, hatred, ignorance, resentment and hatred... From beginning to end, I am one person."

"—That person is you!"