Xianjun has a disaster

In the cave, the black air current circulated endlessly, and shadows of people, step by step, all gathered towards Ji Xueting.

Sensing the breath of the men, Ji Xueting's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes slowly turned to his side.

Those figures all stared at him infatuatedly.

Some people look exactly like Tianqu himself, but with a more dazed expression.

And the boy who was rescued by Ji Xueting from the mandrill cave before had a desolate look on his face, showing joy, anger, sorrow and joy, but now he squeezed close to his side like a puppy, rubbing his cheeks against his arm with the spine.

Of course, there is also "Yan Ci", the man is still like the son of a wealthy family 3000 years ago, with a warm expression but dark eyes.

Holding Ling Cangjian in his palm, he struggled a bit. "Yan Ci" lowered his eyes to look at the spirit sword in his hand, put his finger to his lips and softly "shushed", and saw the Lingcang sword suddenly froze, and did not dare to move again.

In addition to these figures, there is also a huge, ferocious and pitch-black snake that rustles, its icy scales circle around the ankles, slowly shrinking greedily.The extraordinarily terrifying appearance makes it look more like a demon than a fairy.

However, no matter what they look like, one thing is certain - these people are actually the result of Tianqu's distraction, in other words, they are part of Tianqu Xianjun.

However, Tianqu Xianjun's body could still suppress them firmly in the body before, but now they are uncontrollably exposed to the world.

The small cave was suddenly overcrowded.

But Ji Xueting realized that he was in a dire situation with just a glance, and couldn't help but feel his hairs stand on end.

In fact, it's not that Ji Xueting has never seen such a posture.

Many years ago, he had broken into the Immortal Palace by mistake, and those lewd monsters who made a living by collecting the Yuan Yin and Yuan Yang of the cultivators would also transform into countless graceful figures to embrace people for pleasure just like they do now.It's just that at that time Ji Xueting could be as mindful as an ancient well, calmly swinging his sword to kill all those monsters, but now because of his connection with Tianqu, he was affected by his emotions, his whole body became limp and weak, and gradually he couldn't move.

【I was wrong, I shouldn't have treated you that way. 】

【Axue, I will never dare again, I never thought of controlling your mind and calling you my puppet. 】

【I just hope you can stop being angry with me again. 】

【At that time, I was already confused. I thought that as long as you forget what I did, we can go back to the way we were...】

【Forgive me, okay?I beg you……】

[Axue, don't ignore me, don't hate me and don't love me, it hurts me so much when you treat me like this. 】

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Many distracted avatars approached and kept kissing and stroking Ji Xueting.

Some people are talking about their feelings in detail, and some people are crying and begging to get back together with Ji Xueting.

Ji Xueting lowered his eyes to calm down, and worked hard to run the ruthless technique so that he would not continue to be disturbed by Tianqu's emotional tide, but even though he remained silent and did not move, the atmosphere in the cave was still uncontrollably infected. Some should not be charming and ambiguous.

The cold and damp air began to heat up and become sticky, and the sound of sweet and evil wet water interspersed with murmurs.

Seeing that the situation was almost out of control, Ji Xueting suddenly groaned.

"Tianqu, don't—"

It was just Ji Xueting's subconscious call, seeing the madness in the eyes of many people beside him, Ji Xueting didn't expect to really stop them.

But at this moment, Ji Xueting suddenly felt the Jade Emperor Bell rang in his soul.

"Crack-"

The sound of gold and stone cracking sounded, and a black light suddenly exploded, and then violently struck in Ji Xueting's direction.

Ji Xueting closed his eyes subconsciously, and then felt a sudden lightness on his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the many distracted avatars that had been layered on him before were cut into pieces by the black light in an instant, and now they all fell to the ground, turning into stumps and pieces of flesh all over the ground.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, accompanied by another man's heavy panting like a beast.

As if a snake was slowly crawling down his back, Ji Xueting raised his head and looked in front of him, just in time to see the white-haired fairy who was originally bound by the Jade Emperor Bell on the mountain wall, flicking off the fragments of the chain between his wrists with his fingertips like an understatement .

Then he fell to the ground, with his long hair loose, and looked at Ji Xueting in a daze.

"Tianqu Xianjun..."

Ji Xueting called him vaguely.

I have been with Tianqu for so long, and I have seen many of his madness, but there has never been a time like today, which made Ji Xueting feel chills down his back and fearful.

Ji Xueting couldn't help but wanted to back away, but before he even raised his heels, a shadow flashed in front of him, and he had already fallen into Tianqu's cold arms.

The Ling Cang sword buzzed, eager to get out of the sheath, but the sword body got stuck there within an inch of it being out of the sheath.

Tianqu's fingertips trembled, but he still meticulously picked up Ji Xueting's scattered and soaked clothes, and then slowly dressed him layer by layer.

"Don't be afraid," he said softly to Ji Xueting, "I won't treat you like that again, don't be afraid, I'll kill those things for you."

Ji Xueting was silent.

Tianqu tied the last ribbon, and tried his best to show a twisted smile towards Ji Xueting.

"I was just scared by you just now." He stroked his abdomen, his shoulders trembling slightly, "It's my fault, I told them to run out when I got distracted, you see, they are all dead now, they won't bother you anymore You. Axue, don't be angry with me..."

A line of tears mixed with Tianqu's weak ravings and shed down.

Ji Xueting involuntarily looked into Shang Tianqu's eyes, and then suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart.

For some reason, the past event that the eyeless ghost in Youling told him to see with the method of "insight" appeared again in his mind.

The child whose eyes were gouged out.

Scarlet blood was all over the ground in the ruined temple.

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3000 years ago, in the imperial city, there was a little prince who was ignorant and new to love. He lay on Yan Ci's chest more than once, and gently traced the corners of the handsome man's eyes with the tip of his tongue, secretly regretting in his heart—— Why do you have such a beautiful pair of eyes, but the light is dull and you can't see?

But at that time, I didn't even know that Yan Ci's blindness and mother's death were all because of him.

After such a long time, Ji Xueting still hugs Tianqu intimately, and looks at each other, but time has passed, and the person back then is no longer the person in front of him.

"Shut up!" Ji Xueting couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily, "Those distraction avatars are obviously a part of yourself, and you've brutally wiped them out like this, and now you're clearly weak and painful, and you're still talking nonsense here What are you doing?!"

After all, Tianqu was overthrown to the ground.The latter still had to struggle, Ji Xueting impatiently straddled the mount, put his palm on his chest, and sent a wave of spiritual power across.

"Well……"

Then Ji Xueting couldn't help trembling slightly, and groaned softly.

Strange to say, this transfer of spiritual power is a matter of consuming oneself, but as soon as this spiritual power entered Tianqu's body, it actually resonated with it, and not long after, another spiritual power merged into Ji Xueting's body, driving him It is connected with Tianqu to form a complete circle.

With each breath, the spiritual light went out, and Ji Xueting's altar became more and more clear, and his whole body felt extremely refreshed.

As a spiritual creature, he has always been unable to absorb the aura of heaven and earth for his own use. It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized the beauty of cultivation.

After careful study, Ji Xueting was a little surprised to find that the reason why he was able to circulate with Tianqu's spiritual power was because something in Tianqu's body was faintly echoing Ji Xueting himself.

It's the "child".

Ji Xueting soon realized this.Just like what Tianqu said, under the circulation of such aura, he also clearly felt that the bone bead and flesh and blood thing hidden in Tianqu's body did not have the slightest evil spirit.

It was more like Ji Xueting's spiritual object for shelter, but compared to that dead object, this "child" had a few traces of inexplicable flesh and blood.

Ji Xueting has been in the world for many years, and he considers himself to be well-informed, but like the thing conceived in Tianqu's belly, he has never heard of it or seen it.

After the situation in Tianqu stabilizes, I'm afraid I have to find a way to send a letter to my master to see if I can find out the truth...

Ji Xueting in this room is still thinking about Tianqu, quite distressed, but Tianqu in that room has long forgotten what year it is, and his whole body is wandering outside, as if he is not in this world.

As early as when Ji Xueting scolded him like that and wanted to hit him, he was already dizzy with ecstasy.

When the other party took the initiative to push him to the ground and used his spiritual power to stabilize his soul, his whole body became stiff and he couldn't move.

For him now, the frightening coldness and madness that surrounded him before have all faded away, and the rest is only stupidity.

He just raised his head and looked at Ji Xueting dully. On his pale face, expressions of doubt, ecstasy, confusion, and bewilderment changed, as if in a dream.

After a long time like this, Tianqu's breath gradually calmed down, and Ji Xueting's mind was settled, so he withdrew his palms and moved aside.

The bloody and broken limbs in the cave also turned into black air in the previous exercises, and slowly sank into the shadows and returned to Tianqu.

After being silent for a while, Ji Xueting lowered his eyes and did not look at Tianqu, but asked lightly.

"Tianqu Shangxian, is the state of the soul a little safer now?"

After a pause, Ji Xueting frowned slightly, and couldn't help adding another sentence: "You weren't so completely crazy before."

At least with Tianqu's previous disposition, he would never allow his distraction to take shape and swarm up to do such nasty things to Ji Xueting.

Unless he is already crazy, his soul is completely broken.Tianqu's eyes trembled, showing a little confusion.

Before Tianqu could answer, Ji Xueting had already smiled knowingly: "It's 'Wangyou', right?"

If it was only related to that unformed "child", those distracted avatars would at least mention a few words when they were mischievous, but they just hugged Ji Xueting, crying and begging Ji Xueting to forgive them for pouring him "forgotten" back then. worry" matter.

Wu Qing's mention of "Wangyou" caused Tianqu's mind to become unstable, so Tianqu suddenly collapsed completely when he wanted to dig out the contents of his belly, causing many distracted incarnations to appear in the world, and then almost...

"It's already a thing of the past, Tianqu Shangxian actually doesn't have to care about the past."

Ji Xueting sighed and said softly.

Then he turned around and wanted to undo the restraint, and return to Lianyang City to meet Lu Ren.

But at this moment, Tianqu suddenly hugged him from behind.

"I have been looking for you for a long time."

The white-haired fairy said hoarsely in Ji Xueting's ear.

"I ruined the underworld and the Western Spirit Realm. I went to all the places where I might find you, but found nothing..."

Something soaked Ji Xueting's collar.

"After all, Mr. Taichang couldn't resist my many crazy behaviors. He made an exception and opened the retrospective mirror for me, so that I can see everything in the past."

The arms hugging Ji Xueting gradually tightened.

When Ji Xueting heard Tianqu mention the back-to-back mirror, his heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely realized the real reason why Tianqu completely collapsed because of "forgetfulness" and couldn't let go.

700 years ago—

world.

"Xue Ting, why are you so stubborn, child? Your puppet body has not been repaired at all. If you go out so hastily, once the puppet is damaged, your tattered remnant soul will also be finished. , you managed to earn this little life back, why don’t you know how to cherish it at all?”

A thin, sad-faced old man in Tsing Yi walked on a country road, frowning and chattering non-stop with the slightly clumsy and blunt boy in front of him.

"300 years, think about how difficult it is for me, your master. It took 300 years to wake you up from the ghostly state you were in before, but why are you so disobedient? You might as well continue to be stupid. Let’s go! How can you be so reckless?!”

The old man, Ji Xueting's master, said.

Ji Xueting walked slowly in front of him, just like what his master said, this puppet has not been fully adjusted, it is inconvenient to move now, and the still weak soul is also painful.

But Ji Xueting never stopped.

"I'm sorry for you, but I have to go to him."

Ji Xueting struggled to use the puppet's body to speak, and awkwardly explained to the old man behind him.

"Guizhen, he is waiting for me. We, we have agreed, and we will, always, be together from now on."

It was obviously still a body with limited mobility, and even a stiff body like a puppet. When talking about the person he loved, a deep nostalgia that only a flesh and blood body should have flashed in the eyes of the puppet.

When the old man heard this, his expression became more and more bitter.

"Xue Ting, what kind of ecstasy did you take? Have you forgotten what you suffered before you died? What's the name of your friend? What kind of bastard is he? He's not a good person .You were previously imprisoned by their family—"

He almost told the story of skinning and feeding the dogs, but he still couldn't bear it, so he had to keep silent halfway.

Hearing this, Ji Xueting finally slowed down, but his eyes were still clear and joyful.

"It must be, yes, there is a misunderstanding. My family is true, no, he treats me that way. He loves me the most in this life, so he will never let me down."

"I don't know how many years it has been since I became a fairy. Even if we meet each other, what's the point of being separated by so many kindness and resentment? Now you can take care of your body first, okay? With so few materials, you should let me finish it anyway, hey, Xueting, Xueting—”

While talking, the two had arrived somewhere.

This place was originally a mass grave 300 years ago, and it is also where Ji Xueting's bones were buried.

A few days ago, Ji Xueting's second senior brother came back from his travels and told him as a joke that it was rumored that in front of Lord Xue's tomb in the past, there was a white-clothed fairy who would appear every few years and cry in front of the grave. It was the Lianhuazi of the Yan family who ascended to immortality 300 years ago.

This rumor has been widely circulated, and I don't know how much it has been tampered with in the middle, so it is not credible at all.

However, Ji Xueting believed it.

Regardless of Master's obstruction, Ji Xueting desperately controlled the unfinished puppet and rushed towards his tomb, in order to meet the fairy who was rumored to appear here today...

The Lianhua Ziyan who had promised to grow old with him forever and never leave him died.

"Hey, Xue Ting, please slow down, those nonsense stories are not credible, you—"

Master's voice suddenly stopped.

Because, both he and Ji Xueting could see clearly that in front of Xuejun's tomb in the wilderness, there was now a thin fairy with eyes like meteors standing.

"Return to the truth!"

Ji Xueting only glanced at him, and the happiest and purest smile in this life suddenly appeared on his stiff face.He let out a cry of joy, like a bird flinging into the forest, he stumbled towards the lover he hadn't seen in 300 years.