Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

"I didn't expect you to have the heart of glass, and you would come to this step? Knowing that you can't do it, Shi Yi, you are betting everything now, is it worth it?"

"I didn't think about it."

"Do you regret it?"

In the place where the gods fell, the young man in red jumped off the keel, his voice was as cold as the snow of ten thousand years.

"will not."

In fact, thinking back carefully, there was never a gentle and peaceful time between him and Yan Qing.At first, he hated Yan Qing, hated his loudness and meanness, and hated his violent temper.From top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, every part of that person made him feel upset and disgusted.But he forgot that Liuli's heart is ruthless and desireless, and disgust and upset are his unprecedented emotional fluctuations.

Yan Qing is a very self-satisfied person.During the Jinghong years, during the countless journeys, the most he heard was Yan Qing's enthusiastic words. "Xie Shiyi, look quickly!" Looking up, what he saw might be a bright moon above his head, or it might be a solitary bird.All the ordinary and trivial sun, moon, stars, rivers, mountains, rivers, plants and trees seem to be particularly vivid and interesting in Yan Qing's eyes, worthy of surprise.

Obviously such a sincere soul, at the beginning they were the first to discover, but it was always the other party's shortcomings.

When she was young, Yan Qing was a rascal, afraid of pain and death, shameless.When he was the poorest, Yan Qing would forcibly snatch his body, knelt on the ground, hugged the cook's thigh, acted like a spoiled child, and sold it miserably just for a steamed stuffed bun.

Xie Shiyi had never been so humiliated in his life, and said angrily, "Would you die from starvation?"

Yan Qing would sarcastically say, "You will die. Do you have gold under your knees?"

Xie Shiyi said coldly, "Yes."

Yan Qing: "That's great, I'll exchange your gold for buns tomorrow!"

Xie Shiyi: "..."

He wanted to strangle Yan Qing to death.

The little rogue also has the problem of being a good teacher.

Yan Qing likes to judge people from good to bad, and also likes to judge things from right to wrong, and is extremely keen on forcing him to agree with her point of view.But Xie Shiyi didn't bother to pay attention to his chatter every time, which made Yan Qing want to strangle him to death.

They probably belong to people who can neither share joys nor sorrows. On the way to find the Lihun Orb, Yan Qing had a whim and said to him: "Xie Shiyi, how about we compete after I have a body?" Sample?"

Xie Shiyi didn't even bother to ask why, and refused coldly: "It's not good."

Yan Qing pinched his face with the wind, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You can't refuse, why are you pretending like that. No, I must fight you."

Xie Shiyi held the rein in one hand and the sword in the other, sensing his touch, he almost led himself into a ditch on the official road full of green maples.

The horseshoes were raised high, rolling up countless maple leaves.What Yan Qing was most afraid of was that he would suffer disaster after being seriously injured and unconscious, so he immediately became vigilant and said, "What are you doing, taking revenge on me?!"

Xie Shiyi reined in his horse and stopped, raised his hand to brush the red maple on his temples, lost his mind for a while, and then whispered: "No. I am honored to be your opponent, I am too happy."

Of course he didn't fight Yan Qing.

Even after Yan Qing's death, Buhuijian never made a move against him.

It is a very risky thing to snatch the Lihun Orb, and they often encounter opponents they cannot beat.

Every time after Xie Shiyi's defeat, Yan Qing would stand up, pretending to avenge him, but actually using his body to give him another beating.

Xie Shiyi healed himself, holding back his anger and said in a cold voice, "Can't you leave if you can't beat it? Why are you crazy?"

Yan Qing thought for a while in silence, then suddenly whispered: "I don't know, Xie Shiyi, I suddenly realized that I can't bear others bullying you."

Xie Shiyi: "..."

The swab he applied the medicine almost went straight into the wound.

After Yan Qing finished saying this, he seemed to wake up and something was wrong, so he didn't speak again.Xie Shiyi closed his clothes silently, got up from the ground with his sword in his hand, lowered his head, and used the endless darkness of the dark room to cover up all the youth's thoughts.

He thinks Yan Qing likes him.

Then...he also likes Yan Qing.

These unexplainable emotions seem to only need the most suitable time to reveal them.

It's just that he didn't find this opportunity until he died.

At the first sight of the reunion in Shifang City, Yan Qing stood on the city wall, the red line between his fingers blended with the bloody clothes, raised his glass and looked over with a smile.

"Young City Lord!"

"Young City Lord!"

Surrounded by all kinds of shouts.

The moment when Yan Qing leaned over to get close to the green mist barrier, Xie Shiyi felt his limbs trembling and chilling, and the pain made his breathing a bit disordered.This kind of pain, in the next 100 years, he felt it all the time.

Yan Qing and Huai Mingzi died together.

When Xie Shiyi woke up from the red lotus pavilion, he couldn't tell what he was feeling at the time. The broken path was so painful that he was a little blurred in pain, and he felt that it was good for him to die like this.But he didn't die, he returned to Xiaoyu Palace.

During the 100 years of retreat in Xiaoyu Temple, Xie Shiyi planned to forget Yan Qing at first, just like the boy who stood in the snow all night, turned around with his sword in his hand, telling himself to start over.

But he can't forget.

After the retreat, the first place Xie Shiyi went to was the Nandou Shrine in the vast seabed.It was also there that he discovered the so-called method of changing fate against the sky.Yan Qing does not belong to this world, and the only way to bring him back to life is to use God as an altar.

The Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas have fallen, and now the last God in this world is the Demon God.

He needs the demon god as a soul guide.

He even found Yan Qing's body for him to resurrect.

When the Rejuvenation Sect passed the token of the South Dou to the Wangqing Sect, Xie Shiyi actually knew about it.The master felt that this was too absurd, so he didn't even ask for his opinion.But Xie Shiyi was playing with the sword spike with downcast eyes, and in the bright lights, he calmly said to his master: "Bring me to Yuqing Peak."

Master raised his head in astonishment, hesitated to speak but didn't ask anything.If you really want to ask why, Xie Shiyi will not hide it.Even if Yan Qing came to ask, he would tell the truth.

The transaction started from the moment Yanqing dripped blood on the token, ignoring Heaven's warning and insisting on getting involved with him.

Exchange a hundred years of glory and wealth for a body with a similar fate, Xie Shiyi agreed.

Yan Qing's appearance was exactly the same as Yan Qing's. The first time he saw that person on Yuqing Peak, he was also slightly dazed for a moment.

so similar.

Xie Shiyi didn't come back to his senses until he heard the young man calling "Husband" anxiously and expectantly, turned his head and laughed softly, repeating these two words silently and ironically in his heart, Husband?

He seldom stayed in Yuqing Peak, most of the time he was in Xiaoyu Palace, listening to his subordinates report to Jiuchongtian.

Beginning with Zixiao's death, the forces of all parties are like dormant beasts, ready to move and stretch out their minions.The Liuguang sect lobbied other countries to build prison cells; Jing Ruyu frequently sent people into and out of the Nanshi auction market; The "meat forest" stands in the middle of the sea.

He was in the Xiaoyu Palace, and when his subordinates carefully asked about the next plan, his hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and his cold gaze fell to a place far away.

Fengxuemeilin, the first time he saw Bai Xiaoxiao, Xie Shiyi saw the web of kinship in the first year of Jinghong from behind his uneasy expression.Few people dared to perform such clumsy acting and clumsy seduction in front of him.

Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly.

It's not that he doesn't understand human love, on the contrary, he looked at Bai Xiaoxiao, as if he was looking at a cicada cocooning itself to seek death.When he was four years old, he drank that bowl of porridge, and the drop of blood coagulated on his dantian, like a precarious sword.But this sword is mutual.

After Bai Xiaoxiao stepped into the world of comprehension, her qualifications and status were mediocre, just like the beginning of all the legends in the street story books.

And Xie Shiyi, outside the Jiuchongtian, personally promoted the progress of this ups and downs legend.

When Bai Xiaoxiao became enemies with others and was trapped in the astrology building by pranks, Xie Shiyi went forward alone to find out the truth about "Bodhizi" in the name of saving him.

The landlord of the astrology building, when he calculated his destiny, he discovered that the so-called earth-level sacred objects were the limbs of the gods of the past, and his ambition devoured them.

Xie Shiyi leaned over and took out the "Bodhi Seed" from his chest, and saw a heart dripping with blood.

480 Temple is trying to gather the world nightmare and revive the demon god.

And Bai Xiaoxiao is Wang Chuan alone.

The two lines run in parallel until they finally converge.

For Bai Xiaoxiao, after stepping into the world of comprehension, all the experiences are full of dangers, exciting and interesting.

Although he never thought about why his practice went so smoothly.

When he joined the Hehuan Sect, he could directly cultivate with the young palace master Yan Lexin; he knew Yin Wuwang again, and immediately got the token to enter Yuqing Peak by mistake; Guide him to go to the astrology building to purify his heart; he lacks experience, so someone told him that Zijinzhou Meat Forest is the best place for trials.

Even the master of the Fuhua Sect, who was so tall and magnificent, was caught by him after making things difficult for him.The twin mirrors are broken, and there is no redemption.

At the Qingyun Conference, Bai Xiaoxiao's identity in the devil was also exposed by Xie Shiyi's design.

He needs Lan Xize to be aware of this.

After living in the barrier city, Xie Shiyi got the breath-avoiding pearl as he wished.When Bai Xiaoxiao tearfully begged him to bleed to save the people in this city, Xie Shiyi's eyes were cold as he watched the nightmare scurrying inside Bai Xiaoxiao's body.Zhancheng is an important step for 480 Temple, and he doesn't mind adding fuel to the flames, nor does he mind speeding up Bai Xiaoxiao's "growth" by one step.

Back at Yuqing Peak, Yan Qing was about to die.

In fact, to Xie Shiyi, this "nominal Taoist couple" is a stranger.Even though he had almost the same appearance, he didn't want to see Yan Qing through him.

Snow fell on the strings, and Yan Qing knelt down in front of him insanely.

When Xie Shiyi looked down at people, his eyelashes were covered with snow, and there was always a distant look.

Yan Qing cried and said: "Husband, I am going to die, please help me."

help me.

Xie Shiyi's fingers plucked the strings of the zither, thinking in a trance: Back then on the red lotus pavilion, Yan Qing, why didn't you ask for help?

Under the influence of the breath-avoiding pearl, Lan Xize and Bai Xiaoxiao were both hurt and swallowed by it.

Xie Shiyi himself was also seriously injured on the bottom of the sea, walking towards the end alone.

Everyone thought he was dead.

But he just returned to the Land of God's Fall.

"You want to use the demon god as a soul guide. But if you subdue the demon god, you will die yourself. Even if you resurrect the person in this way, what's the point?"

In fact, Xie Shiyi didn't have an answer to the question asked by Emperor Nandou.

He lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said as if nothing had happened: "This life is meaningless, so let's look forward to the next life."

It's better than losing your mind and not even thinking about it.

From the moment the Ruthless Dao was ruined, Xie Shiyi has been in pain.A cold, shivering pain spread through every limb.In order to reduce the pain, he often uses the perspective of a bystander, withdrawing from his body, to examine all his actions.

It's really stupid to use up all the tricks and set up a dead end for yourself.

Emperor Nandou asked him if it was worth it, but Xie Shiyi never thought about this question.He has seen a lot of life and death, and all of them are heartbroken and heartbroken.It seems that all the sincere love and hate in the world must be watered with tears and blood, so as to appear precious and affectionate.

But he didn't.

When Yan Qing died, he didn't feel it, maybe he was dazed for a moment, but that daze was soon overwhelmed by Dao's heartbreaking pain, and there were no tears.Although he felt pain all the time, it was not heartbroken.

Sometimes, he really hates Yan Qing.

Without Yanqing, he could learn to control the sword and enter Dengxiantai after falling several times; without Yanqing, he could pass through the secluded prison by counting stones; will feel sad.

But there is such a person in life, so that he can always hear a familiar voice in every rain in the future.

"Xie Shiyi, don't look, don't look back."

Xiao Yudian, with Liuli Xin as the eye of the formation, restarted the Demon Slaying Formation, Xie Shiyi's face was pale, and he half knelt down.

Endless snowflakes lingered on the sky of Xiaoyu Temple, and at this moment he was hurting even to breathe.

The demon god looked crazy and attacked him like crazy, but he was bound by the shackles transformed by the heavenly law, and his body fell heavily on the snow.

"It's you, right? It's you. Xie Shiyi!"

The ten fingers of the demon god Baigu inserted into the soil like convulsions, and became very angry.

"It was you who made Bai Xiaoxiao come to South Zezhou, and it was you who made him come to Xiaoyu Palace."

Thinking clearly about the cause and effect, the demon god laughed loudly: "This is really an idiot! Hahahaha, the nightmare itself is trapped by **."

When the demon god was in a state of disintegration, the breath he exhaled was streaks of black smoke.

At this moment, His hatred was all over his eyes.

"I only thought of Bai Xiaoxiao being able to control people's bodies, but I forgot that he was born of love and desire that he couldn't ask for from the beginning. He can control others, and others can control him."

The Demon God trembled every word.

"Even just relying on imagination!"

"You don't have to do anything. He's there alone, and just thinking about it will break his heart and bind him."

"It turns out that you are the one who can play with people's hearts the most. What a ruthless and lustless glazed heart!"

Xie Shiyi heard the words, closed his eyes to adjust his breath, and tightly clenched the Nandou Token with his fingers in his sleeve.

The sky was clear and the ground was quiet, the Demon God raised his head, only a pair of green eyes were shining on his decayed face: "Resurrect me, and then kill me. Xie Shiyi, what do you want to do?"

Xie Shiyi was rarely in a panic, but at this moment, the blue silk was stained with snow, and the clothes were stained with blood and mud, as if the cold moon had fallen into the world. He calmly said: "I started the troubled times, so naturally I should end them."

The demon god was furious: "It's all up to now, why are you still pretending to be a good person in front of me!"

Xie Shiyi looked at the Demon God with scrutiny in his cold blue eyes, and wrote lightly: "I just want your life."

He is very fragile now, and his voice is very soft, but his voice is like thunder in the ears of the demon god.

Countless people deliberately resurrected Him for fame, love, and hatred. Only this lunatic resurrected Him to kill Him.

The snow is getting stronger.

"No, Xie Shiyi..." The Demon God's face changed drastically at the last moment, His green eyes looked at Xie Shiyi anxiously, and said: "You can't kill me! I can give you whatever you want! "

Xie Shiyi looked at him quietly.

The Demon God suddenly thought of Yan Qing, and became excited: "Xie Shiyi, do you still remember Yan Qing?"

Xie Shiyi remained motionless, his eyes were calm like a lake with snow falling on his face.Liuli's heart was shattered, and his seven orifices were also bleeding.The eye sockets were blindingly red, and the ears were filled with cold liquid.I didn't expect that at the last moment of my life, my old man would be mentioned in such a way.

He was too weak, so he didn't hear the last words of the demon god's hoarse voice.

"You have to remember that Yan Qing died with me because of you!"

boom!Both the wind and the snow in the demon-killing battle are distorted with time!The nightmare that was condensed in the "cauldron" once again disintegrated and separated, scattered in the vast world.

As a sacrifice to the demon god, a white light fell straight down from the center of the sky and landed on his palm.

Condensed in that token.

"Watami!"

"Your honor!"

"Thank you!"

Xie Shiyi heard many voices, but he didn't want to listen to them.A pale golden light fell from the sky, gentle and intimate, as if favored by heaven... But a person like him should go to hell.Xie Shiyi laughed lowly, took the sword of no regrets, and walked into the mountain in front of him again.

The moment the door closed, darkness covered his cloudy red clothes, leaving the world empty.

There is no sound in the empty world, only his own footsteps.

His final destination is the Red Lotus Mirage.

He had conceived here a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and had to lie to himself to wake up.

How to describe this obsession?

In the end, he couldn't remember what Yan Qing looked like.I don't know whether to hate more, resent more, or regret more.The long and endless years were quiet and quiet, and only the snow from the Xiaoyu Temple accompanied him.

There will never be a person lying behind his back, covering his eyes to play a prank, but his fingertips are trembling more than his eyelashes.Mingming's heart was tense to the point of throat, but at the most awkward age: one pretended to be cool and full of nonsense, and the other pretended to be indifferent and turned away too much.

"Xie Shiyi, Xie Shiyi..."

The mirage confused his mind, and when his consciousness was at its dimmest, he seemed to hear Yan Qing's voice again.

Whispered, worried, from the silent sea.There were no plants, no animals, no fish, no grass, no bugs, just the two of them.

Yan Qing's voice seemed a little nervous, but he pretended to be chic and calm.

"Xie Shiyi, the Lihun Orb is really useful. The moment you fell into the sea, it was completely shattered, and then I came out. But I don't have a body now..."

It was the first time I fell into the sea.He put his arm around Yan Qing's neck, buried his head, and stuck it obediently in his shoulder and neck, the pain was so painful that his bones were trembling and cold, and his heart was about to burst.

"Xie Shiyi, Xie Shiyi?"

"Xie Shiyi, is your injury serious?"

Well, it is very heavy.

He said softly, "Yan Qing, I'm going to die soon."

In the dream, Yan Qing couldn't hear these words, so he continued: "Don't be afraid of Xie Shiyi, he will be there soon, do you want to have a good sleep and rest?"

Xie Shiyi's chin rested on his shoulder, and he smiled softly.

On the other side of the years, he responded with a smile.

So Yan Qing said, "What are you laughing at?"

He closed his eyes and said wearily, "Nothing."

Buried her face on Yan Qing's back, her wet and cool hair brushed against her cheek, like a kiss separated by time and space.

At the beginning, the tear that was about to fall, he mistook it as blood, but now it fell from the eyelashes and shattered in the sea water that did not echo, and no one knew about it.

In fact, there is no need to pursue the deep meaning at all.

How can there be so much meaning?

This step-by-step situation of driving myself to a dead end, this unreasonable trick, this obsession that the world doesn't understand and he doesn't understand, in the final analysis, I just want to take another look at you.

Just one glance is enough...

"Do you want him back?"

Xie Shiyi never thought of himself as a good person. In Xiaoyu Palace, he ruled life and death, judged order, killed countless people, and was stained with countless blood.But this was the first time he felt sad at a funeral.

When the rain fell, it even made him a little dazed.

He was at the end of the crowd, quietly watching the child holding hands.

It turned out that Yan Qing looked like this when he was a child.

He walked out of the bizarre sea of ​​blood in another world, but when he saw the boy for the first time, the murderous intent in his eyes dissipated and a slight smile appeared, and the corners of his lips curled up.

……so cute.

... ten thousand times cuter than he thought.

Slanting wind and drizzle wet the grass, and the irises in front of the tombstone swayed slightly.At a certain moment, Yan Qing looked back in astonishment, but because she was too short and tall, she couldn't find him, her clear black pupils blinked, and finally she could only turn her head in a little confusion with nothing.

Xie Shiyi couldn't hold back, turned his head and laughed, he was the first to leave the table among the crowd.The Nandou Token in his hand split his palm, but he still didn't step forward to complete the last step.

When he turned to leave, there was a clear dialogue in the distant rain.

Men and women are kind, enthusiastic and full of pity.

"Qingqing, we will be a family from now on, and we can tell uncle everything we want."

"Qingqing, my aunt prepared a new bedroom for you, and brought all the toys and books from your previous room here. I have the key to your old house. Whenever you want to go back and read it, your aunt will accompany you."

At last he heard the boy's voice, small and soft, like a lonely cub saying, "Okay."

Xie Shiyi wiped off the rain on his face expressionlessly, and stepped into the misty rain.

He couldn't stay longer in the other world, so he put the token in his sleeve and returned to the mountain of retreat.

When the lamp was exhausted, Xie Shiyi sat on the red lotus, looking at the white hair in his palm with dark eyes, surprised at his last conscience discovery, and laughed at himself, closing his eyes to suppress all the violent and cold desires, his expression Pale leaned against the wall.

——"Isn't it just hate? But Xie Shiyi, what else can there be between you and me?"

——"Go to sleep first, Xie Shiyi, everything is over when you wake up."

Emperor Nan Dou asked him, "Why?"

Xie Shiyi said: "He has gone home."

In fact, this obsession throughout his life is nothing but his own sin and calamity.

There is no real affection.He didn't feel heartbroken, he didn't die, and from an outsider's perspective, maybe he felt that eternal life was too boring, so he directed and acted himself to end it.