Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

A mysterious shadow stood quietly at the foot of the steps leading to the Hall of Viewing Flowers, and he promised Xiao Yihe that he would make the choice.But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the hall, he couldn't help frowning, and then walked to the front of the hall, suddenly there was a "boom!"

Xue Xuanwei's pupils suddenly widened.

Ten thousand feet of golden light burst out from the hall, like a radiant glow covering the sky, slowly covering a delicate figure in the depths of the hall. The posture seems to have drawn a little longer.

Xue Xuanwei looked at the figure bathed in the golden light, was stunned for a moment, and called: "...Brother."

The last ray of spiritual light came out from Chao Xizhi's chest. Chao Xizhi's knees gave way, and he fell down. He was caught by his palm and gently placed on the reclining chair.Then I looked back and saw that he still looked like Song Yao, but a little bit of youthfulness had faded away, and his aura was calm and his spiritual power was vast.

——That is the return of all the spirits that once belonged to Xiao Yihe.

The sudden masterpiece of spiritual light on Guanhua Peak also alarmed the elders who were discussing in the Great Hall of Taichu at this time. Everyone looked out at the same time. But it made everyone startled.

"……what happened!"

"Could it be that Chao Xizhi made a breakthrough in the direction of Guanhua Peak?"

"Chao Xizhi never asked about cultivation, but was only obsessed with flowers, plants, and qin art. How could he break through to this point overnight... But just before the discussion, I caught a glimpse of the back of the suzerain going away with the sword, maybe—"

Xue Xuanwei forcibly summoned him to discuss. At this moment, Nan Rongqi, who was sitting in the corner wiping the arrows with a white towel, suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he inserted the feather arrow back into the quiver.

"Master Nan Rong, you are..."

Nan Rongqi strode away from the main hall, stepped onto the Wuyou sword, and left in the wind.

Xue Xuanwei and Yihe Meng have been in focus for the past few days, Xue Xuanwei has been inseparable almost every step of the way, but today he suddenly rushed to Guanhua Peak... Yihe must have woken up, they must be together!

When we arrived at Guanhua Peak, the familiar aura was still faintly lingering in the mountains.The prison barrier here was originally set up by him and Xue Xuanwei, so naturally it couldn't stop him, Nan Rongqi slashed down with his sword, plunged into the barrier, and went straight to the front of the hall.

"Xue Xuanwei, what's going on, could this spiritual power be..."

As soon as he raised his head, he looked at the young man who seemed to be "Song Yao", who seemed to have changed in some way, and said dumbly for a while: "...Yihe?"

Xiao Yihe got up and walked outside the hall, exhaling a long breath, he looked at the distant mountains and turned his hands, the Wuyou sword on Nan Rongqi's waist whizzed away, and landed in Xiao Yihe's palm with a buzzing sound.

He shook the aura on the sword with his fingers, and swung the sword!

I haven't experienced the feeling of unobstructed spiritual veins for a long time, so I used too much force in this trial of the sword, and bursts of sword intent swayed like waves, rushing to all directions.The sound of thousands of leaves in the mountains was set off, and there was a clattering sound.

A few flowers in front of the hall were cut off by the sword wind, Xiao Yihe hurriedly withdrew his spiritual power, oops, tried to pick up the buds and put them back on the broken stems.After finding that the broken flowers were difficult to continue, he smiled embarrassedly.

Xue Xuanwei's eyes froze, before he wanted to go forward, a gust of wind blew up beside him.

Nan Rongqi rushed forward: "Yihe! You're awake, are you all right? Spirit power is back too?"

Xiao Yihe was staggered by his vicious dog's hug, and fell back unexpectedly, and fell straight into the flowers, crushing a piece of greenery. He supported his waist and bared his teeth for a while, shouting: "Nan Rongqi, don't Luanchuang, are you still young?"

Nan Rongqi pursed his lips and complained: "It's not your watchdog, it's fine if you don't even let me enter the gate of Fuyun Peak, and let me squat in the Great Hall of Absolute Beginning every day to listen to those elders talking for him... ...Can I still eat you?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yihe glanced at Xue Xuanwei, then laughed again: "If you hug me again, he will eat you!"

"...Forget righteousness when you see sex." Nan Rongqi snorted, rolled to the side, and stood up.

Xiao Yihe was sitting in a field of flowers, with a few broken leaves caught in his hair collar, he was not in a hurry to get up, but stretched out his arms on the spot, and put on a black robe to the outside of the flowers. She raised her hand...to hug.

Xue Xuanwei's brows and eyes gradually softened, he bent his knees and squatted down, and hugged Xiao Yihe tightly: "Is there any discomfort?"

Xiao Yihe was pulled up by him, coveted in his arms calmly for a while, and said: "Yes." Xue Xuanwei raised his heart, and before he wanted to ask, he heard him whispering in his ear: "Spiritual power has skyrocketed, and it hurts you." I can't get rid of the enthusiasm in my heart, I want to spend the night with my junior brother wantonly."

"..." Xue Xuanwei didn't know whether it was dryness or embarrassment at the edge of his ears, a little red, and the hands on his waist curled up gently.

Xiao Yihe licked his earlobe and saw that he was stiff, so he stood up straight with a smile, and threw the Wuyou sword back to Nan Rongqi——At this moment, there was a loud clang in the hall, as if someone knocked over something.

Xiao Yihe's face changed slightly, and he walked out. Before he could take a few steps, a figure fell from behind, and a slightly anxious voice sounded, panting: "Yihe!"

"..."

His dizziness persisted, and he supported the edge of the table for a while, but he still tripped over the threshold when he stepped out of the hall door.Seeing that he was about to fall down in embarrassment, Xiao Yihe's figure flashed, and he rushed to his side in an instant, grabbed his forearm and lifted him up.

"Chao Xizhi"'s eyes were red, he raised his hand in the air, Xiao Yihe couldn't help taking a step back.

Chao Xizhi froze for a moment, and there was a little disappointment hidden in her tender eyes.

This body has almost no celestial karma, and it is Xiao Yihe's half spirit essence that is able to practice Taoism. Now that the spirit essence has been taken away, he should have slept for a while to recuperate. They were all as low as mosquitoes: "Is it Yihe? How did you become like this?"

"It's me." Xiao Yihe didn't expect him to wake up so quickly, he slightly loosened his hand holding him, but seeing him staggering, he could only hold him tightly, "You and I have died once. You are here For 70 years in this body, have you ever seen anything through his eyes? Have you ever seen the prosperity and prosperity of the world, the people living and working in peace and contentment, the disciples working hard, and also... His sincerity."

"If these 70 years can make you understand a little bit of love, please don't embarrass the soul in the body."

Chao Xizhi, or the remnant soul who half-temporarily controlled Chao Xizhi's sea of ​​knowledge, turned his head to look at the words, and there was a tall and handsome figure that seemed familiar but stood there, he bit his lower lip tightly, silent After a few breaths.

He listened, but a faint melancholy lingered deep in his chest, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was from himself or from Chao Xizhi.

Master and apprentice reunited, but Xiao Yihe couldn't find any more topics to talk about. The scene of sleeping on the master's lap when he was young can still be recalled today, but it seems to be covered with a hazy veil, which is not so real.

"It's good that you're alive...you're alive." After a long time, the master lowered his eyes and murmured, "I will find a way to separate from him."

"En." Xiao Yihe didn't know what to say, "He is very weak, don't walk around until I come back." He remembered something, "You are in the inner room... It is Chao Xizhi's most beloved apprentice. "

The word "disciple" stunned him, and the master smiled, "Okay."

Xiao Yihe looked at him twice, and finally turned his head and left.

Zhao Xizhi watched them go away, turned into a little shadow, he went back to the inner room, and saw Chao Wendao sleeping on the couch.There was a copper basin beside the bed, and borrowing Chao Xizhi's memory, he tiptoedly picked up a soft towel in the water, wrung it half dry, sat on the bedside and carefully wiped the sweat off Chao Wendao's forehead.

A few people walked out of Guanhua Peak, and just arrived in front of the Great Hall of Taichu, they heard their disciples rushing to report: "Hundreds of monks have come to the mountain gate, saying that they want to plead for the people..."

Nan Rongqi gritted his teeth and said, "They are not pleading for life, they are clearly here to force death! Go back and rest, I will meet them!"

He grabbed the sword and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by Xiao Yihe: "What they want is me, what's the use of you going?"

Nan Rongqi: "But..."

"Unleash the sword and use it." Xiao Yihe touched his waist, took off the Wuyou sword and hung it on his body, "I am currently cultivated, what else can they do to me? Good Aqi, I will go back as soon as I go."

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At the same time, at the beginning of the mountain.

Hundreds of families have gathered here for several days, at first they were aggressive, but today they are more exhausted and panicked.The tragedy of Kongchan Mountain was widely spread. It is said that there are broken limbs everywhere, and Lu Lingfeng brothers were also covered in blood when they were rescued back to Chasing Moon Villa, and they have not yet woken up.

Most of the high-ranking disciples of the Absolute Beginning Sect are scattered around the world, cleaning up the tide of resentful spirit corpses that are overflowing and causing chaos.The rest of the disciples were ordered to guard the mountain and stand ready to prevent them from breaking into the mountain by force.

There happened to be a senior who had taken care of "Little Song Yao" on duty for the past two days. At this time, Song Yao and Master Xue, who were standing outside the mountain gate and listening to the audience's choreography for a day, couldn't help saying annoyedly: "Our seniors are still in various places. Fighting, but they are here to enjoy peace? What is the reason for this?"

"Stop talking, it's already messy enough, be careful not to be heard by these people."

"If you hear it, you will hear it. They are so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, why do they practice Taoism, why don't they take off their Taoist robes quickly, and go down the mountain to be a villager!"

His voice is not low, and those who are close to him have already been heard. They have lost several elite disciples at the Wanfa Conference before. Because Xue Xuanwei has closed the mountain for the past few days, the demon has controlled the tide of corpses. Harassing several mountain gates caused heavy casualties.

It's nothing more than a little Xue Xuan giving them a look, but a mere mountain guard disciple can speak rudely.

The few people were already very angry, and immediately raised their voices when they heard the words: "In the early days of your sword sect, Xue Xuanwei took the lead and hid the devil's accomplices. Is it an act of a gentleman?! On behalf of the common people in the world, ask the Taichu Sword Sect for an explanation!"

The disciple of Taichu sneered: "Fart! Which of your eyes has seen that our Junior Brother Song is the accomplice of the devil? Our Junior Brother Song was born like a flower like a moon, not like you all crooked melons, but more like the accomplice of the devil."

"You Jianzong raised you like this in the beginning, and your mouth is dirty!"

The disciple rolled his eyes: "Whatever your virtues are, I will educate you. Do I also listen to a group of hooligans and hooligans?"

"You, who are you calling a ruffian--"

The disciple of Taichu swung his sword across and drove them back a few zhang: "I will scold whoever is in a hurry to respond."

Those few were so angry that they touched their chests.

Seeing that he was about to move his hands, a clear shadow came lightly on the clouds, and the visitor took advantage of the wind to spin down the flying sword and landed in front of the mountain gate.Following him was Xue Xuanwei who hadn't shown up for several days.

Since returning from the Wanfa Association, it has been rumored that Xue Xuanwei has a close relationship with the demon leader's party. Earlier, someone saw the two of them going in and out together, behaving intimately.

When everyone saw Sect Master Xue coming, they naturally looked at the young monk with fox fur on his head and shoulders. This was the fellow "Song Yao" they had condemned for several days.Everyone was about to speak out, but they saw the white-clothed monk raised his hand slightly, and at the same time hundreds of spells poured out from his cuffs, hitting the eyebrows of everyone with lightning speed.

The sound of "pop-pop-pop" was continuous, and for a while the mountain gate was bustling with chicken coops, each and every one of them stared at Xiao Yihe with the red marks on their foreheads as if their mouths had been sawed off.

Xiao Yihe waved his hand and summoned a big chair from the door, threw it down in front of them, lifted up his snow-white clothes and sat up, and looked around with a smile: "Just now who called my Sect Master Xue a coward, cowardly like a mouse It's you?" He turned his head, "Or you?"

Everyone was silenced, and each of them stood stiffly like a corpse.

"Why, you're wilting without a mouth." Xiao Yihe said, "Ah, so you all are all ducks, all of you are chattering, and you only have a mouth? Fengshui treasure land, build noisy avenues and soar?"

"..." The disciples in the early days couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Zhu's face was flushed from holding back, because his spell was so evil that he couldn't break free no matter what.

Xiao Yihe saw that they were going to kill him with anger, so he finally untied the forbidden speech. The spell was only half torn off, and they boiled like a frying pan again, and the left and right sentences were nothing more than accusations, and the momentum was true. Very good.

"Sect Master Xue! As far as we know, Song Yao was born with a weak constitution, and he intended to marry Moon Chasing Villa to continue his life. How could he have achieved such a cultivation level in just a few months—Sect Master Xue, this person may have already been killed Xiao Liang's party seizes the house!"

"Is Sect Master Xue going to put the world's safety at risk because of his own selfishness!"

Xue Xuanwei stood silently behind the big chair, it was not because he was unwilling to speak, but because he had made an agreement with Xiao Yihe when he came, and it was inconvenient for him to open his mouth.

Xiao Yihe's ears were callused when he heard it, and when the leader below was impassioned, he slapped the scabbard in his hand, Wu Youjian flew out in response to the sound, and hovered in front of that person.The other party was startled, and then asked: "You, you are so angry that you want to kill someone to silence you?"

"No way." Xiao Yihe smiled at him calmly, "It's because you are passionate, and your heart to plead for the people is really touching. You are so sincere, I naturally can't hide it-I confess, I have not been deceived. To be honest, I am the real Xiao Yihe himself!"

Xue Xuanwei: "..."

"Okay, everyone, listen, he himself admitted—" The man's tongue froze suddenly, his eyes widened, and he stared back at him like a ghost, "What did you say..."

Xiao Yihe leaned lazily, burying his chin in the fur collar: "I said I am Xiao Yihe. The one who is doing evil outside can't be called my accomplice, but it does have something to do with me— —The reason why he begged for me was because he wanted my soul so that he could be reincarnated as a human being."

He raised his eyes slightly: "Have I made it clear enough?"

"you you……"

"What are you doing with your eyes so wide? I told you everything, don't you believe me?" Xiao Yihe pondered for a while, tapped his fingertips on the armrest, made two clicks, and moved his lips a few times before reciting a mantra, "—Sheng door, open."

"boom!"

A formation of disks descended from the sky, and a huge Chinese character "sheng" resembled a branded Buddha's seal, passing through the air above everyone's heads. In an instant, the breeze in the mountains came, and the flakes of snow seemed to turn into nectar after a long drought, soaking into the shoulders and palms of everyone. , It swept away the fatigue of everyone's condemnation for days.

It's actually the formation of heaven and earth, he really is Xiao Yihe!

On the contrary, the crowd was even more terrified, the leaders were speechless with their mouths half-opened, and the word "Xiao" was stuck in their mouths, and they couldn't utter it.

Xiao Yihe watched their reactions with great interest: "Is this the reply?"

"Hey. You gathered here just to tell me to sacrifice myself for the people?" He sighed, stood up, held the Wuyou sword hovering in mid-air, and walked in front of the loudest shouts , handed the sword forward, "Come on, do it."

The man stepped back.

Xiao Yihe frowned, looked around, suddenly saw an acquaintance, and went straight into the crowd: "Oh, isn't this Guanzhu Tan, I remember... the eighteen thousand lost souls in Wuding Port, you begged Shall I take care of it? Lu Changhong is dead, but you are living younger and younger!"

He handed over the sword and said politely: "Then you come."

The hilt of the sword hit Guanzhu Tan's chest, he swallowed, and took half a step back to suffocate his head.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yihe cheerfully searched for the next old friend in the crowd, and immediately ran over, holding the sword in both hands: "Oh, Palace Master Sang! I haven't seen you for decades, and you are getting more and more beautiful You invited me to go to the two counties of Yuanjiang. If I remember correctly, there are a total of 3000 people who lost their souls in the two cities. We are old friends...how about you do it yourself today?"

The crowd muttered in low voices: "The two counties of Yuanjiang? The one where the two cities were destroyed in the Daotong Rebellion and no one was left alive?"

"When Xiao Yihe died, wasn't she the one who scolded the most? Why did she 'invite' Xiao Yihe to the two counties of Yuanjiang... What's the matter with the lost soul?"

"...These things were originally written in the histories of various schools of Taoism. If you ask me, who am I to ask, I was not even born out of my mother's womb at that time!"

Palace Master Sang sweated like a waterfall, turned sideways to avoid Xiao Yihe's sight.

Xiao Yihe shook his head in disappointment, looked up, his eyes lit up again, and shouted loudly: "Master Ding -! Don't come here without any harm!"

"..." Master Ding shuddered suddenly, took a long breath, and wished he could bury himself in the ground.

Xiao Yihe turned his head, and suddenly caught a short figure who was hiding in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Daoist Han, what are you hiding! When you invited me out of the mountain, you gave me a pair of couplets, which read 'Let's give up the little one and benefit the public , walk the road and forget yourself', I remember it clearly. If you are destined to meet again today, you will walk the road again for the people of the Li people?"

As he spoke, he stuffed the Wuyou sword into his hand.

"No, no, no..." Daoist Han shook his hands back tremblingly as if he had been burned.

Xiao Yihe scratched here and there in the crowd, and after a while, the originally crowded mountain gate loosened up a lot, and wherever he walked, there was suddenly a large area vacant.Holding a long sword in his hand, he asked people to move around, but he forced everyone to retreat again and again, with blushes on their faces.

This strange scene doesn't look like you're going to die generously, but it's like inviting an old friend to go shopping and drink tea together.

Only the young monks wondered around curiously.

But how can people who know the inside story analyze this matter with them—could they tell future generations that 70 years ago, they knew that the only way to solve the lost souls was to kill them, but they pretended not to know.It was Xiao Yihe who was notorious for massacring the city behind his back, and took tens of thousands of lives on his shoulders, so that he was able to make the Taoist schools continue to be glorious, and be their unsullied and refined scholars.

When the people scolded the city massacre demon, they didn't make a sound; when Xiao Zong Xiaomen, who didn't know the truth, wanted to hunt down Xiao Yihe to ask for justice, they also kept silent.

When the matter fermented to the end, the excitement of the crowd was no longer something they could easily control. Everyone had their own ideas in their hearts, and they were involved with each other. No one wanted to be the first to tear apart the illusion.

In this way, they kept silent about the inside information, and finally called the Demon Slaying Conference with half push and half on the spot.

At this point, in order to give everyone an explanation, Xiao Yihe had to be arrested and returned to the mountain.But didn't they recommend Nan Rongqi and Xue Xuanwei? As long as Xiao Yihe was brought back alive, even if it was imprisoned for eternity, it wouldn't be considered heartless.

But who would have guessed that they just let the two of them capture the "devil" alive, and Xue Xuanwei went so hard that he pierced Xiao Yihe's heart on the sword test cliff...

The matter has come to this point, and they can only make mistakes. Could it be that at this time they are called to vindicate Xiao Yihe, who has lost his soul?

……

Everyone lost their minds for a while, Xiao Yihe stroked his sword and asked: "There are so many people who come to speak out for justice and plead for the lives of the people, but in the end there is only this courage, no one dares to do it?" He looked at the lowered heads one by one, and suddenly said, " You came here aggressively today, but you don’t want to do anything when it’s about to happen... Ah, I understand."

Xue Xuan frowned slightly.

Xiao Yihe suddenly turned his hand over, and pointed the sharp blade at himself.

The sword's edge was shining brightly, like a raging fire: "It is hoped that I can sacrifice myself for the sake of the public, and cut myself with the sword... so that you can continue to pick up my head for nothing, and go to fight against the devil without blood staining." After a hundred years, later generations will open up the history of Taoism, and it will be full of rich colors!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and their faces turned blue and purple.

Xue Xuanwei was shocked: "Xiao Yihe!"

He jumped down, fearing that if he took a step too late, the sword would see blood.

However, he just landed beside Xiao Yihe, and he suddenly smiled.

Wu Youjian's brilliance suddenly faded, Xiao Yihe held a beautiful sword flower, raised his eyebrows and sneered, "You guys think beautifully! I don't." He grabbed Xue Xuanwei's hand and clasped his fingers tightly, "Let's go, let's go!" They continue to howl here, anyway, no one will survive after three days, so it is better to enjoy yourself in time—Junior brother, I want to eat hot pot tonight."

Xue Xuanwei was stunned by his sudden change of tone, and after a while, he hugged him instead: "Okay, I will go to the mountains to catch some rabbits later."

"It's also red in the snow, do you have it in your mountains?"

"Tell Nan Rongqi to dig in the back mountain..."

In the face of the catastrophe, with the knife hanging over their heads, the two discussed the dishes in the hot pot, and they left just like that.

No one expected that this would be the result. They came with a lot of noise and left in embarrassment, and they didn't recover for a while.

When he thought about chasing again, the disciple guarding the mountain had already swept away the barrier with stern eyes, and said sarcastically: "Everyone, eat whatever you want, don't treat yourself badly—after all, will you still be alive after three days?" Eat it, but it’s not good.”

Everyone: "..."