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"Chensha..." Ling Xian's weak voice came, and Chensha crawled over and held his hand hard, his joints were turning white, he kept kissing, the salty kiss mixed with blood and tears, trying to wake up this body.

"Kill me." He opened his eyes and looked at Chen Sha without any hesitation.

"Are you in pain, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be over soon, nothing will happen..." For some reason, Chen Sha feels her heart hurts, every time she looks at Ling Xian, the pain exacerbated.

Ling Xian raised his other hand with difficulty, and slowly stretched it towards Chensha. The black gold dagger slipped out of his sleeve, and the hand he didn't know how to hide was cut, and blood dripped down the blade.

"Good boy," Ling Xian forced a smile, and his breath became weaker and weaker, "Use it to pierce that eye and my heart."

Chen Sha shook her head vigorously, as if this way she would not have to face the predetermined ending.

Ling Xian frowned suddenly, his expression twisted, and he looked very painful. The next second, a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Don't struggle anymore, I will be the master of this body in a moment!" He stared at Chensha, the whites of his eyes All turned out, "Have you tasted the taste of the soul? It's wonderful, and soon your precious lady will be eaten by me! Hahahaha..."

Hearing the evil god's piercing laughter, Chen Sha raised his fist and stopped in mid-air. He really wanted to beat this guy up, but this body belonged to Ling Xian, and he was still inside.

If this punch continued, he might really die.

"Quick!" The familiar face twisted again, and Ling Xian's voice switched back: "Kill me! There is no time!"

He gently rubbed Chen Sha's fingertips with the palm of his hand. Chen Sha felt the touch of his fingertips, and opened his eyes in disbelief. He pushed Ling Xian's hand away, and there was really an eye there, "How could it be..."

"If you don't let me go, he will die too if I die. He will die completely, disappearing from this world forever..."

"Shut up!" Chen Sha leaned over to kiss him, but the evil god shrank back in fright, and switched back to Ling Xian.

The kiss this time was very short, almost breaking apart at the first touch, all the farewell and love were sealed in this instant kiss.

Even if he doesn't want to face him anymore, he has to make a choice. Ling Xian is right, there is really no time, he can feel that this body is being occupied by another strange soul, and he doesn't want this to happen.

There should still be some remnant souls left, and they should be able to meet again after taking them back to raise them. It may take a long time, but he has plenty of time and can afford to wait.

He put Ling Xian's hand on his heart, then raised the black gold dagger, which is said to be able to destroy all evil, and stabbed down hard.

Ling Xian still looked at him with a smile in the end, fortunately he was not in pain, Chen Sha thought to himself, before he also stabbed through the heart with this dagger, it hurt so much that he didn't want to think about it.

The evil god watched the dagger stabbing towards him in disbelief. He desperately tore another soul, but he could no longer control the body no matter what.

What he didn't know was that Ling Xian held the only soul-locking curse in the world under his tongue, and he held it in time, because at this moment, cracks appeared on the surface of the spell, and it was about to fail.

The short dagger actually pierced the palm, then the heart, and finally pierced from the back, piercing Ling Xian through.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't make any sound, except for the eye screaming wildly in the palm of his hand.

The enchantment covering the town gradually dissipated, and there was silence between heaven and earth, and everything was over.

There were countless casualties in Lingjia Town this time. Fortunately, not everyone was involved in this battle of faith, and some people retreated to save them.

Those who remained set about rebuilding their homes, and the fire continued.

Zhu Yu should have returned to Tiangong to return to life, and Chen Sha didn't see him again when he came back to his senses.

Chen Sha felt it for a long time, nothing, nothing, not a trace of remnant soul left, even the thick bloody smell around him dissipated, he still couldn't feel any breath related to Ling Xian.

He didn't know how he came to the ancestral grave. When he realized that the pit had been dug three meters deep, he knelt on the ground and dug it with his hands. Then he went to the nearby area and picked some dead branches to build a shelf at the bottom of the pit. , he carefully dragged Ling Xian into the pit, and picked some flowers casually and laid them beside Ling Xian.

It has been a long time since the winter day when they came back, the snow has already melted, and the spring flowers are all over the back mountain, but he still feels very cold.

After finishing the cinnabar, he also went down to the pit, curled up beside Ling Xian, pillowed on his chest and closed his eyes, only here he could feel the warmth, even if it was just an empty shell.

The Ghost King disappeared for a long time, and the Three Realms finally got the news that he went to guard the tomb, a human tomb.

The vast white mist, Ling Xian floated in the vast white mist, the touch here is real, but so illusory.He tried to clear the fog, he raised his legs and ran, he shouted, he couldn't see anything, there was no response.

He seems to have come to the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, where everything is conceived, but itself is nothingness.

Ling Xian stopped struggling, he lay down again, curled up his body, closed his eyes and didn't think about anything, just like a newborn baby in the womb.

He heard a lot of sounds, blood flowing, heart beating, breathing in and out, and he could feel the rhythm of life between each breath.

How long has passed, he doesn't know, time is the most meaningless thing here.

"Welcome!" The immature child's voice woke him up. He opened his eyes, but the white mist was still around him. The voice hadn't finished speaking, "Our new god!"

The spring thunder exploded, the drizzle moistened things, and a new god was born.

Chen Sha was woken up by the rain. The first rain this spring washed away all the blood stains on his body, and there were withered flowers underneath, exuding a rotten breath.

Looking at the hazy rain, he had the idea of ​​going out for the first time.

Perhaps this too should be over.

Chen Sha stumbled out of the pit, filled the soil back, and walked towards the town down the mountain.

It was obviously raining heavily, but the townspeople all ran into the rain and let themselves get wet.

More and more townspeople came out of their homes, and Ling Xian's parents also walked out with each other's support. This was the first time they had left the house since their son's death, and their heads turned gray within a few days.

The townspeople knelt down on the street one after another, feeling the rain. They held the statue tightly in their hands. Under the washing of the rain, the statue gradually changed, its black body faded, and its face was constantly reshaped.

In the end, it turned into Ling Xian's appearance.

Seeing this scene, Chen Sha ran to the old ancestral hall without hesitation, pushed open the old wooden door, and stayed at the door.

The statue here has also changed into the appearance of Ling Xian, and the smile on its face is also so peaceful and beautiful.

If it was before, the townspeople would probably not be willing to believe in any gods unless they benefited, but after that incident, they were willing to really believe in something, even if it couldn't bring them any benefits.

"Pure-minded and ascetic?" Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, thinking it was a little funny, maybe he was really dead, and he would have such an inexplicable hallucination.

Seeing that Ling Xian didn't believe it, the child's voice babbled again, saying that he made a great contribution to destroying the evil gods, so he broke the rules and became a god. grace.

Ling Xian waved his hand to interrupt the voice: "So you are the way of heaven?"

The white mist returned to silence again, and the voice disappeared as if it had never appeared before.

After a while, the white mist in front of him slowly dissipated, and a majestic palace appeared, standing on top of layers of clouds.

An old man with a vague face stood at the outermost edge of the palace, as if he was welcoming his arrival. There were a lot of people standing beside him, but their posture was very casual in comparison.

They were all unfamiliar faces, except for the young man next to the old man, who was Zhu Yu, or the real Zhu Yu who took off his mask, and he looked at Ling Xian with undisguised malice.

Ling Xian realized that he seemed to have made enemies on the first day he became a god, and then looked at the people around the old man, it seemed that they were not very welcoming, the gods seemed to be different from what he thought.

After pausing, he still walked over, showing a friendly smile.

"Hello, pure heart and asceticism." The old man also showed a kind smile, and the expression on Ling Xian's face almost didn't tense when he heard this address.

"... Just call me Ling Xian." It's okay to be pure-hearted, what the hell is a pure-hearted and ascetic, don't all his followers have such worldly desires?Ling Xian couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"Leading? Boy, you have a serious tone." Hearing that the words were spoken to himself, Ling Xian turned his head to look for the owner of the voice, and then saw a black-faced scholar. What kind of god is this, Bao Qingtian?

"Don't pay attention to him, Lei Gong doesn't listen well when he speaks." A man next to Yushu Linfeng said to smooth things over. He smiled softly and seemed easy to get along with.

"Moon God, don't run on me, go home and pet your rabbit!" Lei Gong shook his robe after finishing speaking, and left without looking back.The man called Luna had an uneasy expression on his face, and he gave Ling Xian an apologetic smile.

"Pure heart and few desires? Elder sister, I think you are born pretty well, it's a pity." The slim woman caressed her face with her hands, looking forward to her beauty, and seduced people before she smiled.

"Little brother, this woman is not easy to mess with. If you play off, be careful, she will cut off all your red threads!" The young-looking boy patted Ling Xian on the shoulder, and ran away with a smile after saying this.

"Stinky boy, I'll cut your red thread first!" Yue Lao looked at the direction the boy was running, and stomped his feet a few times.

Myths and legends are unbelievable. There is no Chang'e on the moon, there is only a man and his rabbit, and Yuelao is actually a woman. It seems that he needs a marriage more.

"Gods don't have names." The old man shook his head, as if he was not used to this kind of scene, then turned around and walked into the palace, motioning for Ling to follow.

The eyes of those people kept sweeping over Ling Xian's face, full of probing and examining.

But for these people who have been in the Heavenly Palace for thousands of years and hundreds of years, Ling Xian is as clean as a piece of white paper, and no one knows what will become of him in the end.

The author has something to say:

Explain two things:

After Ling Xian became a god, he still used the title of him instead of him. It was not a typo, and the reason will be mentioned later (if I remember)

Luna and Yuelao are quite different from traditional culture. This is related to the world view of this article. Let me briefly mention that the positions of these gods are fixed. When the old generation falls, a new generation will take over this position. The specifics will follow will talk about