The beauty of the master is too difficult to understand

The evil eye in the sky opened its teeth and claws, and Xie Qiu, who was already in the catastrophe period, flew up to the top of the cloud, stepped on several vines, jumped onto the evil eye, formed a formation with his hands, and pressed the eye down fiercely.

The evil eye was burned by the spiritual power, and he roared and ran away.

A few vines whipped towards him, Xie Qiu avoided one side, but his ankle was entangled by the other, the evil spirit corroded his clothes, invaded his skin, and drew a bloodstain deep enough to show his bones.

He also heard the resentful cry again.

'Don't kill me...don't kill me, it hurts...'

'Leave me alone, please...'

The noise almost invaded the sea of ​​consciousness, Xie Qiu raised his sword and chopped off the vine.

The moment it was cut off, Xie Qiu heard the sentence he heard back then again.It was the quiet voice of a young man.

'Give me your eyes. '

But this time, he heard the second half of the sentence.

'It will become my eyes, to see with my own eyes how the group of sinful immortals were slaughtered. '

what happened.

How is that voice so clear.

Under the suppressing spell, Xieyan was unable to move and fell to the bottom of the mountain.

Xie Qiu's mana in the tribulation stage is no less than that of any immortal who has already ascended, and the evil eye is just one eye even though it is full of evil spirits.

Xie Qiu applied the Transmutation Technique again, intending to clear away the monstrous resentment.

But he can suppress this evil spirit, but he can't overcome this billowing resentment.

The hatred, resentment, unwillingness, and hatred inside are too strong.

Xie Qiu must not cut his palms, increase the suppression of the magic circle, and then use more powerful spiritual tactics to transform them.

And the resentment gradually shrank into the inside of the eyeball.The blood vines were also retracted, and the eye quieted down, shrinking to the size of a normal eye.

it is finally over.

Xie Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, and picked up the eye that was still rolling.

"You are a Xuanxian, boy, you are actually a Xuanxian descending to the mortal world for calamity."

The eyeballs spoke.

"Don't worry, don't make trouble anymore, I will definitely convert you completely."

"I can't get over it, no one can get me over... I have seen Immortal Slaying Demons, and I have also seen Demon Slayers... I have too many resentments overlapping me, no one can get me over."

Xie Qiu frowned, not understanding what the eye was talking about.

"You are a Xuanxian. A real Xuanxian. Not those immortals who soared in the evil way, but claim to be righteous but have blood on their hands. I can see clearly. Your soul is extremely pure and clean...Young man, you said you want to cross Me, then would you like to take a look at the Three Realms 5 years ago..."

5 years ago, the Three Realms.

"If you have seen the Three Realms like that, and the immortals like that, you will understand."

"I can't be converted."

That eye gradually flew over and merged into Xie Qiu's right eye.

With that eye, Xie Qiu saw everything that happened 5 years ago like a revolving lantern.

***

More than 5 years ago.

It was that late night when Ruoyuan stepped out of Youdu Mountain for the first time.

Shangxian Wensha traveled to the foot of Youdu Mountain, and ran into Shangxian Sidong who had killed a dozen demons who had not suffered serious injustices, one of them was only a hundred years old, and to the demons, he was just a weak child.

Wensha couldn't believe the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that he saw in front of his eyes.

Because of offending injustice, Sidong Shangxian was punished by the heavens and suffered several triple catastrophes - but this level of catastrophe is insignificant for a Shangxian.

But what can be seen with the naked eye is the soaring mana and merit of Sidong Shangxian.

"Hey, it turned out to be Wensha." Sidong Shangxian even met Wensha face to face with a light tone.

"Suppression is the top, killing is the bottom, you..."

Before the voice of asking and killing fell, Shangxian Sidong had already chuckled.

The voice was cold and mocking.

"A demon is a demon, and an immortal is an immortal. Why, ask if there is not enough demon blood in the hands of Killing Immortal. You actually said such words to me."

Wen was so murderous that he almost trembled, and immediately retorted: "I kill all those who have committed serious crimes, but anyone who can be suppressed, I will..."

"Stop talking about such sanctimonious things. You rank third among the Twelve Immortals, second only to Qingyi and Zhixi. You know better than me how you got here..." Sidong Shangxian smiled Roubuxiao said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense. We are all immortals, so there is no need for internal strife. Everyone has his own way, and killing demons and demons is my way."

"If Heaven thinks I'm wrong, you can kill me."

The Immortal Sidong shrugged his shoulders and ascended to the Nine Heavens.

Wensha didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and was about to catch up with the refutation, but heard some strange noises in the pile of demon corpses—could it be that there were still alive.

Wensha pushed aside the pile of bloody corpses, and saw a young boy curled up behind him.

It was the kid he met last time, and he remembered his name.

"Ruoyuan. Why did you come out?"

Ruoyuan hugged his knees and kept shrinking into the dark, as if he was very frightened.

"I'll take you in." Wensha took Ruoyuan's arm and helped him into the fairy barrier laid down by Jiuli.

After Ruoyuan came back to his senses, he clasped Wensha's wrist with his backhand, his breathing was extremely unsteady: "I'm not dreaming, am I... I said it last time, I said it—"

"Immortal, I'm slaughtering demons."

"Well, yes." Wenza pondered for a moment, not daring to speak too deeply, for fear of scaring him, "Don't worry, such immortals are very rare, and I will reason with them."

"Um……"

The boy nodded worriedly.

Later, not long after.

Wensha was hunted down by the entire Nine Layers of Celestial Clan because of killing the Shangxian and falling into a demon.

No one knows what happened, except Ruoyuan.

Because when Wensha was seriously injured, he fell to Youdu Mountain, Ruoyuan hid him and protected him with Jiuli's fairy barrier.

When wiping the blood all over his body, Ruoyuan's hands were trembling, his eyes were red, and his expression was stern: "How could you fall into the devil... Don't you know that immortals can't kill immortals?! Why do you want to kill immortals?" Do it!"

Wensha never spoke.

Asked to kill three immortals.Three immortals who cultivated the evil way and quickly ascended.

Therefore, he offended the entire Jiuchongtian, was abandoned like a shoe, and became a demon scum that everyone shouted and beat.

All because of myself.It was because he led the questioning to discover the truth that he let the upright man end up like this.

As a result, the conflict between immortals and demons was further intensified, and more and more evil spirits from the lower world rebelled violently, but were suppressed and slaughtered more forcefully by the immortal clan in the sky.

Things got stuck in a vicious cycle.

If so, catastrophe is approaching.

If this continues, the Three Realms will fall apart.

Ruoyuan was applying a negligible healing array to him, but he suddenly seemed to notice something.

"Soon, a Xuanxian will come over."

Wensha nodded slightly, and asked: "You can predict, are you Mingjun?"

"Yes, although my magic power is low, I am indeed a Mingjun." Ruoyuan strengthened the healing array, Wensha's scars gradually healed, but some cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "Don't worry, in his Before I arrive, I can cure you [-]% to [-]%. When the time comes, you gather your devilish energy and hide, and I will cover you."

"You may figure out which Xuanxian it is."

"Anyway...it's not Jiuli. Um...no, it looks like a celestial being again. I'm sorry, my magic power is too weak, maybe the calculation is not accurate enough. At most half a cup of tea time, he will be here soon."

Wensha was silent for a moment, and the wound gradually healed.He suppressed the devilish energy in his body and hid at the bottom of Youdu Mountain.

Sure enough, the time was exactly right, just half a cup of tea, and the fairy barrier was broken by a sharp mana.

Ruoyuan had never seen this person before.

His long hair was dyed like ink, and cast a shadow on his face to block his eyebrows and eyes. Only the bridge of his nose was very high, his chin was sharpened, and his outline looked a little cold and cold.

Because the fairy barrier was broken, the resentment at the foot of the mountain drove straight in, and the ridicule was unbearable.

Otherwise, the moment Xianchen stepped into the cave with long legs wrapped in white boots, a stream of immortal energy spread from under his feet, and the hostility and resentment outside Youdu Mountain were instantly purified.

Such a powerful fairy power.

Although Ruoyuan didn't see many immortals, this person's mana was no less than Jiuli.

But he... seems to be a high-ranking immortal.

it's wired.

The fairy air at the fingertips condensed into strands, permeating into every crevice of the mountain.Under the strong restraint and oppression, Ruoyuan subconsciously did not dare to move an inch.

"You are a king of destiny, why do you want to be a mountain ghost?"

The fairy's thin lips were slightly parted, and his tone was indifferent.

A ray of immortal energy entered Ruoyuan's heart.

"I see."

He seemed to be no longer obsessed with Ruoyuan in front of him, and walked into the depths of the cave, "Ask where the killing is."

"He's not here." Ruoyuan retorted immediately.

"Oh? Little Mountain Ghost, as an immortal, why do you protect a demon like this? Don't you know that the reason why Wensha fell into a demon is because he killed three immortals?"

His voice was extremely dull, not angry and majestic.

A little more suppression, Ruoyuan could feel that he was actually invading his sea of ​​consciousness, digging out an answer.

"Because he is kind!" The young man clenched his fists. "He is a good fairy, even if he becomes a devil, he is still a good devil. Those three gods should be damned, he is not wrong. The one who is wrong is heaven!"

Ruoyuan didn't dare to look up at the fairy's expression for a while.

Eyes closed, as if waiting to be scolded.

After a long time without any movement, he raised his head slightly, and saw the man looking down at him, with a pair of extremely beautiful amber eyes flashing darkly, as if hiding inexplicable emotions.

"You know why he killed the immortal."

With his hands tucked into his sleeves, this impossibly powerful immortal slowed down the mana suppression on Youdu Mountain, leaned loosely against the rock wall, and asked, "You are obviously weak like an ant, but you like to meddle in your own business."

"This is no idle matter, because I have an older brother who is destined to protect the common people. I hope that the world we live in... is worthy of his protection."

Immortal narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, squatted down slowly, and looked squarely at the young man in front of him.

"You are Jiuli's companion Jie, your name is, um, Ruoyuan, right? Are you not afraid? You are a destiny king, you can count the affairs of the world, and you can count your own destiny if you don't comment."

He even revealed his real body at a glance.

Ruoyuan was a little flustered, Jiuli had instructed many times not to let any immortal know of his existence.

"Don't worry, Jiuli told me about you. I won't hurt you, and I won't hurt Wensha either. I just have something to ask him."

The immortal stood up again, and the amiable water vapor on his body wrapped around the fairy mist, permeating the entire Youdu Mountain.A pair of eyes were also obscured by the mist, which looked very unreal.

With ten fingers like plucking strings on a piano, he calmly and unhurriedly added another layer of his own barrier to Jiuli's broken barrier.

The moment the fairy barrier closed, a moist wind blew into the cave.

Ruoyuan realizes that this is a water celestial being.

The spiritual power of the entire mountain was suddenly inconceivably abundant, driving the night rain to moisten things silently.

He approached calmly, surrounded by moist mist.

"You should have heard my name. I am the River God of Wangchuan, Shangxian Qingyi."

Qing Yi.

It is the immortal who also brought the companion robbery.

Ruoyuan remembered that Jiuli had mentioned it.Qingyi is the only immortal who knows his existence.

"Shangxian, Shangxian... It's not wrong to ask him to kill him. It's wrong for those immortals in Jiuchongtian who wantonly slaughtered demons just for merit. Shangxian, I don't understand. What is the way of heaven to break immortals and demons? Why do wicked people soar up? The good man falls into the devil...Shangxian, please rescue him and ask him to kill him, it is me, I told him everything, I told him the fairy kills the devil, he will kill the fairy..."

"Don't cry. It's noisy."

With a flick of his sleeves, Qingyi stopped being entangled here, and at the same time, Wensha, who sensed Qingyi's aura, also walked out from the bottom of the mountain.Seeing that the wounds on his body could only barely stop the bleeding, Qing Yi waved his hands to activate the powerful Healing Array.

But in an instant, Wensha was healed from the inside out.

Qingyi Shangxian didn't come to kill him.

Great.

Ruoyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Killing the three celestial beings, such resentment can only lead to becoming a heavenly demon... Wensha, you can't kill Xuanxian like this. It can even be said that it is far from enough."

Qing Yi's eyes widened.

"Small ghost, have you told Jiuli the real reason why Wensha killed the three immortals?"

"Not yet...not yet."

Qing Yi was silent for a long time.

"Shangxian wants to tell Jiuli Xianzun." Asked and killed for a moment, the bonfire crackled in the cave, and the rain outside the cave kept pattering.

"Well, I have to tell him. Zhixi has already calculated it. He said that within a hundred years, there will be a catastrophe in the Three Realms. It should be this. It's a pity that I didn't find it earlier. It's hard to deal with it now... "

Qingyi's voice carried a bit of unbearable forbearance and depression.

"Over the past 10,000+ years, there have never been more than ten Xuanxian positions. But in the past 3000 years, the 24 Xuanxian positions have been filled, and Xuanxian has ascended to a total of 34 people... But whether it is me or Jiuli Xianzun, I never thought of it. Pass--"

"Those people, how did they soar?"

what.

Xuanxian.

Ruoyuan's fingers were cold, he never thought that someone would use this method to go against the sky and ascend to Xuanxian.

He thought it was at best an immortal.

Things were far more serious than he imagined.

It was so serious that even if I told Jiuli, it would not help the matter.

Immortals cannot kill immortals.

Otherwise, you will fall into the devil like asking to kill.

Dilemma.

This question is unsolved.

"Zhixi has a detailed calculation, the specific time." Wensha asked Qingyi.

"Qiqi 49." Qingyi's amber eyes were imprinted with blue bonfires, calm, "He calculated that when the No. 40 nine immortals ascended, it would be the day of catastrophe."

"Now it has soared 34 places..."

"No, it's 35. Just a few days ago, Sidong Shangxian ascended, and he is already a Xuanxian."

Qingyi glanced at Wensha's expression intentionally or unintentionally.

"Qingyi, do you have an idea?"

"It can't be counted as non-existent. Of the 35 Xuanxians, only Jiuli really took the right path to ascend. Excluding the remaining 34, the nine heavens have the power of Xuanxian. In the final analysis, it is just me and Jiuli."

"There are too many immortals with injustice and hostility in the sky, the way of heaven is out of balance, and catastrophe in the three realms is imminent. Only those who follow the way of heaven can go against the sky... Everything has to pay a price. This matter, it is still only me and Jiuli. "

"What... do you mean?" Ruoyuan, as the ruler of Ming, had always had strong and accurate premonitions. As early as when the words "Catastrophe of the Three Realms" came out of Qingyi's mouth, Ruoyuan had already smelled a breath of death.

"One person kills the immortal, and the other saves the calamity. Jiuli and I must sacrifice our lives in order to stop this disaster that is about to collapse."

There was a trace of panic on Ruoyuan's face, as if a huge stone was pressed against his heart suddenly, making him unable to breathe.

"You mean, Jiuli... will die, right?"

Qingyi's eyes were indifferent and ruthless, as if he had already seen through life and death: "Yes, he will fall into the devil because of killing immortals, and be killed by me."