Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

What is prophesied.

It is predicted that the last step will lead to the end of the dead end.

After both Huai Mingzi and Xie Shiyi were injured, they were chased and killed by Yan Qing to the main hall, where they crushed the soul with their soul silk.

Huai Mingzi was arrogant by nature, and when he died, he was full of hatred. He didn't hesitate to blow himself up as the price, and fell into the scorching Xuanyin formation, dragging Yan Qing to die together.

When the Shifang City Lord's Hall was on fire, Yan Qing was also trapped inside and couldn't get out.

The palace walls collapsed, the beams fell, and everything was wiped out. He stopped in the center of the palace.

In the chaos, the only sound in Yan Qing's ears was the old and hoarse voice of the Demon God.

"Actually, you can get out alive."

Her voice was hoarse and seductive, and she bewitched, "Yanqing, you have been using your cultivation to suppress the nightmare in the sea of ​​consciousness, aren't you tired?"

The Demon God smiled softly, and said quietly: "I really don't understand why people in the world are so ignorant, saying that nightmare is my curse. That is obviously the greatest talent I bestowed on you."

"You make it wake up."

"Yan Qing, as long as you wake Yan, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, and you will be able to survive. You are a genius, and Yan's existence will only make you stronger!"

Yan Qing stood in the raging fire, with black hair and red clothes, the long line winding to the red ankle.He turned around and looked in the direction of the Red Lotus Pavilion, but what he was thinking was: Xie Shiyi was locked inside after being injured and unconscious, and he should have just woken up now...

Will you be angry or surprised?

Yan Qing laughed silently.

In fact, he didn't intend to involve Xie Shiyi in his struggle with Huai Mingzi from the beginning.

He was entangled by the demon god and planted with nightmares, and in the end he could only end up dead, sooner or later.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the demon god said persuasively, "Yan Qing, don't you want to see him?"

Yan Qing finally spoke, and said flatly, "Shut up."

The demon god was furious, and his pure green eyes were like the vertical pupils of a snake, showing a strong sinister look: "Yan Qing, you have already cultivated to the stage of transforming gods, and you can completely coexist with Yan, what are you afraid of? Let it out! Let Yan out, and you will be able to break through to the peak of God Transformation, you will be able to become a false god, and you will be able to walk out of this sea of ​​flames alive!"

she asked sharply.

——"Yan Qing, what are you afraid of?!"

"I'm not afraid of anything." Yan Qing replied softly.

His fingers were slender, with a sickly white color, which was made even colder by the bright red shirt.

Hunsi circled back to her fingers and said calmly: "It's just. Although I can't stop you from putting a parasite in my sea of ​​consciousness, I can keep it dead forever."

Yan Qing lowered his head, his dark red eyes slowly dizzy, and then slowly said in the hall: "You have said so many similar things in the past 100 years, do you think I heard any of them?"

The Demon God remained silent.

Yan Qing asked curiously, "Could it be that if I die, you will die and shut up."

The crazy woman suddenly screamed, disbelieving and furious: "You want to get rid of me?"

She laughed back in anger, every word was full of hatred, as if it came from a curse from the soul.

"Yanqing, you can't get rid of me!"

"There is a nightmare in everyone's heart, just like a shadow, and there is no escape for eternity! We will always meet again!"

The water in Yuqing Peak's cold pool began to lose temperature gradually and became colder and colder.

Yan Qing seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, but in his memory, it was raging fire.

As a result of this alternation of cold and heat, his five senses were confused, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The golden elixir in the dantian has begun to melt slowly, revealing the shape of a Nascent Soul.Spiritual power lingered around Yuan Ying's side. Xie Shiyi said that when he conceived again, breaking his "self" would be very painful. As expected, the pain made his whole body tremble.

The soul is like being tightly strangled by a thread, and then split.Pulling away the cocoon, the five internal organs are on fire.

But for Yan Qing, physical pain was secondary.

The most unbearable thing was that Jieying would force him to recall all the unwillingness, all the loss, and all the regrets when he died in the fire of Shifang City.

Who can die calmly?

Of course he was not willing to die like this.

Of course he was disappointed, and he couldn't go to Shangzhongtian to take a look.

Of course he was sorry.

It's a pity that this time they separated, and they didn't say goodbye to Xie Shiyi.

His time in Shifang City was full of treachery and coldness.People who have their own ghosts, flashing restless eyes, bloody corpses, white bones.The only tender old dream seems to be those days when Xie Shiyi and Xie Shiyi stayed together in the human world.On the day when I returned to Dengxiang Pavilion from the gambling house, the fire clouds hung in the sky, and the sunset glow seemed to be burning.

Xie Shiyi.

Xie Shiyi.

Yan Qing's hands trembled badly in the pool water, and when he opened his eyes, the dark red color spread from the pupils, covering the entire white of the eyes.He was extremely nervous, his fingers bent and twitched in the water, condensing the aura between heaven and earth, and inhaled it into his body without restraint—he wanted to use self-mutilation to relieve this pain.

In the extreme confusion of consciousness, Yan Qing heard Xie Shiyi's slightly startled voice, feeling a little out of control.

"Yan Qing."

In the next second, the overwhelming coldness swept across the world, and plum blossoms all over the forest rustled down.

Yan Qing only felt a cold breath approaching in a blink of an eye, and then, someone held his trembling hand in the water.The moment the fingers were interlocked, the vast spiritual power of the transformation stage continuously poured into his body.

If the dry veins are dry for a long time, there will be rain, which relieves the burning pain.

"Yanqing, don't think about it."

Xie Shiyi softly whispered in his ear.

He followed him into the cold pool, with black hair intertwined.Yan Qing raised his head, the blood in his pupils slowly dissipating.Looking at Xie Shiyi's face ahead through the plum blossoms in the water mist.The familiar face and eyes made him unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

Xie Shiyi's voice was extraordinarily gentle, as if comforting, he said quietly: "Yan Qing, don't think about it."

"It's all fake. Don't think about it, it's all over."

Yan Qing's thoughts were gradually soothed by his peaceful voice.The eyeballs stared at him blankly, the pain in his mind was unbearable, but what he thought was: Is this true?

He wanted to reach out to touch the person in front of him, but the moment he lifted it up, he realized that he and Xie Shiyi's hands were tightly held.

The chaotic and criss-crossed red threads wet along the wrists of the two people, dragged into the pool water, and drifted away with the ups and downs of the plum blossoms.Like the relationship between them, it is intricate.

Enmity or hatred, enemy or friend, love or hate.

In the world of mortals, in the unknown youth years.

It is guarding and trusting.Is the other party an evil ghost who will kill him and replace him if he is not prepared, or is he a close friend who has gone through countless ups and downs without saying anything.

Who can tell.

The two separations were too hasty, just as hasty as the first encounter.

Too late to say goodbye.

Didn't even have time to think about it all.

Yan Qing suddenly smiled softly, maybe it was too painful or maybe the fog was too heavy, his eyes were actually a little hazy.Looking at Xie Shiyi's face, it was also like a lost tower in the mist, and the moon shining in the maze.

"Everything has passed." He said softly, "Xie Shiyi, what has passed?"

Xie Shiyi was slightly taken aback.Washing the ice and snow in the snow-colored robe, his expression of alienation seemed to show a slight crack at this moment.

Yan Qing looked at him and said calmly, "Actually, I don't know how I was reborn."

"When I woke up, it was already a hundred years later, and I was kneeling in the ancestral hall of the Rejuvenation Sect."

Yan Qing smiled, and said again: "I didn't propose the token or the marriage, but I still stayed."

"Xie Shiyi, you know, I am not from this world."

When he crossed over in his previous life, although he lost all his memories, he only retained his seven-year-old mind and temper.But many modern pictures sometimes emerge inexplicably.Yan Qing clearly knew that she did not belong to this world.Fortunately, when Xie Shiyi was a child, he had a withdrawn and sharp personality, which was particularly hated by others. When he met him, he quarreled, and directly irritated Yan Qing's fear and loneliness when he first came to another world.

Yan Qing continued: "Shifang City was completely destroyed in the fire, Huai Mingzi also died."

"I have no one to hate, and no one to kill."

"Well, I also recovered a bizarre and absurd memory."

About the book "Love Nightmare", but if you tell me, you won't believe it.

Yan Qing raised her pale lips, smiled casually and said, "Xie Shiyi, the answers to the three questions you asked me are actually very simple."

"I didn't leave the Huichun faction because I wanted to meet you. It seems that I only know you in this world now."

"Pretend to be crazy and foolish, because we don't know whether we are friends or foes; pretend at will, because I feel that I can't be fooled anyway."

"Is that question important? Of course it is."

After Yan Qing finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, but now that his Nascent Soul has just been reshaped, his brain and limbs are full of pain.Perhaps it is also the case that he can say so much in front of Xie Shiyi as he pleases.They seem to be the most undefended, but also the most fortified.Only in this way of unconsciousness, half-dream and half-awake, can one dare to reveal a trace of truth.

Xie Shiyi didn't speak, just listened blankly, like a jade sculpture without fireworks.

His eyes, which were always as icy as glazed glass, seemed to have not recovered now, and his vision was confused and quiet.

Yan Qing went on to say, laughing at himself: "How can it be unimportant? You don't even dare to say a word about friends, you can only talk about old friends. We have such a relationship, why do you help me?"

The sound of plum blossoms floating into the pool is very subtle.

Snow falls on Yuqing Peak all the year round.The big snowflakes are crystal clear and cold, and the edges and corners reflect the cold light of the world.The small snowflakes are like stars and catkins, and they are full of black hair.

The golden core in Yanqing's dantian finally completely disintegrated and merged, becoming a baby with eyes closed.The aura is overflowing, and the streamer is bright.The moment the baby was successfully conceived, the pain returned, suddenly and intensely.He turned pale and let out a muffled grunt, and fell forward.

Almost instantly, Xie Shiyi stretched out his hand to help.

Yan Qing's chin rested on his shoulder, sweet blood overflowed from his throat, and he thought in a daze: He had never been so embarrassed in his previous life when he was incarnate.

He muttered: "No wonder you are so cautious, it really is a pain to have a new baby."

Yan Qing's eyelashes trembled, her eyesight felt dizzy, and she planned to fall asleep after saying this depressedly.

And Xie Shiyi used his spiritual power to explore every vein for him, and then he suddenly spoke, his tone was like the endless snow falling in the plum grove, he couldn't hear his emotions, but his words were very clear: "Why do you ask me to help you? Because I don’t want you to leave without saying goodbye.”

Yan Qing froze, subconsciously grabbed Xie Shiyi's robe with his fingers.

At first Xie Shiyi forced Yan Qing to remain silent by asking and answering, but unexpectedly time passed and the situation changed and he became impatient again and brought up the old matter again.

He laughed lowly as if mocking himself, lowered his eyes to heal Yan Qing, and said, "This time, I will accept the marriage and take you back to Yuqing Peak. The nine sects and three sects of Shangzhongtian regard you as a thorn in their eyes, and your cultivation If you haven't recovered, you can't move an inch, so you can only stay by my side. If you leave, there will always be a reason for me."

After hearing this, Yan Qing was stunned for a long time, and finally wanted to laugh.If he wanted to laugh, he really laughed, leaning on Xie Shiyi's shoulder and laughing muffledly for a long time.

In fact, this is the answer that best suits Xie Shiyi's temperament.Xie Shiyi is now the master of Xiaoyu Palace, on the surface he is pure and innocent, but his mind is dangerous, cold and unfathomable.It can be seen from the understatement of the clichés during the reunion and the attitude of Jing Ruyu and others towards him.

However, it may have been a calculated idea in the first place.

But in the later getting along, he was sure that this kind of thinking only accounted for a very small part.

Yan Qing laughed enough, and said: "Oh, so for a reasoned farewell. You accompany me to practice day and night, condescend to come to Qingyue City, and now come to Hanchi to help my Yuanying?"

Xie Shiyi: "..."

Yan Qing said, "Yaoyao, so you are very curious about knowledge?"

Xie Shiyi glanced at him, didn't speak, and silently smoothed out the messy aura in his dantian.

Yan Qing still refused to give up, and complained: "Your temper is really awkward since you were young. Is it difficult to admit that you can't forget my old love?"

Xie Shiyi's hands hidden in the snow sleeves trembled, then slowly tightened, lowered his eyes, and said casually: "The old love is unforgettable, what are we old love for?"

Yan Qing was stung by an insect for no reason, he blinked quickly, and said with a smile: "What old love? Xie Shiyi, actually I missed you a lot when I was in Shifang City."

"Maybe you hated me very much in your previous life, wishing that I would die quickly. But I..." Yan Qing hesitated for a moment and still smiled freely.

Now that you're reborn, let's clarify what you didn't say in your previous life until you died.

"But I really came here as a very good friend at that time. You are the only person I know and trust in Jiuzhongtian."

Xie Shiyi's eyelashes were covered, the vines in his heart were covered by ashes, frost and snow, his face was expressionless, and he didn't speak.

After Yan Qing finished speaking, she was still a little embarrassed. She and Xie Shiyi had been quarreling and fighting each other a lot. It was a rare time to show her heart, but Xie Shiyi turned out to have such a lukewarm expression?

It has to be said that Yan Qing was a little frustrated, and angrily bit Xie Shiyi's shoulder to vent his anger.

Xie Shiyi held his head, and frowned almost invisible: "Are you a dog?"

Yan Qing was annoyed: "You don't know what I belong to?"

The corner of Xie Shiyi's lips twitched ironically, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but when it fell on Yan Qing's weak and pale face after conceiving the baby, he silently looked away.Without saying a word, she hugged him and left the pool.

The moment he got up, the damp moisture dissipated, and the snow clothes and black hair were not stained with dust.Yan Qing's wet hair also dried up, and it was soft and comfortable against his face, and the warmth flowed through his limbs.Even the wind in the snowy plum grove seemed to become long and gentle.

He is very sober now, and the warm wind made him feel sleepy. He said, "Speaking of which, although it is indeed painful to conceive a baby, it is not as difficult as you make it out to be. Still fail."

Xie Shiyi didn't speak, and looked at the plum blossoms and snow in front of him.

Yuqing Peak is difficult for flying birds to cross, it is full of spiritual consciousness and murderous intent everywhere.Anyone who trespasses here will only die without a whole body.The blood and killing intent were all under the white snow, just like his past, which was covered with no trace.

After putting Yan Qing back on the bed in the wing room and setting up the formation, Xie Shiyi turned around and walked towards the main hall.

In the corridor, a plum blossom fell in front of him and shattered lightly between his fingers.

His tone was also as light as flying snow, with a seemingly indistinct sneer.

"...Have you failed to conceive a baby?"

Xie Shiyi is the proud son of heaven no matter in the world or in heaven.From Yuanying to Mahayana, from Mahayana to Dongxu, from Dongxu to Huashen.In the eyes of others, every step in between is an insurmountable moat that has trapped many people for thousands of years.But to him, it seemed that he opened and closed his eyes.

The world has a lot to say about him.

Said that he stood at the far end of the Qingyun list, as a genius, he would never have the troubles of ordinary people.

and so.

No one knows that during the 100 years of retreat, he went from Jindan to Yuanying, and failed to conceive thousands of times.

Conceiving a baby is always the last step.

Broken id, will be forced to remember some things.

The first recollection was out of order.

Whatever comes to mind when you close your eyes will be recalled.

He thought of using the umbrella made of mangosteen.

I thought of the rainy Spring Peach Blossom Road.

I also thought of the stories Yan Qing told indiscriminately when he was trapped in the Youjue Prison.

"Once upon a time, there was a snail girl who met a frozen snake while walking on the road. Then the snake asked, did you drop the golden ax or the silver axe?"

"……idiot."

But no matter what the memory is, the scene will always turn back to that night in Shifang City.After being seriously injured by him, Huai Mingzi fled into the main hall.

He was also injured.

Yan Qing bent over to help him up, checked his body in a panic and was shocked: "Xie Shiyi, what's wrong with your dantian?"

His dantian has long been broken into pieces.

Yan Qing thought it was Huai Mingzi who caused it, but at that moment it seemed that he was really angry to the point of losing his mind, the hatred in his eyes was deep and crazy: "I'm going to kill him!"

Xie Shiyi was too weak to speak.In fact, after he entered Shifang City, he could often feel that his Dao heart was unstable.His ruthless way seemed to be broken.

The ruthless Dao is broken, which means that the cultivation base is exhausted and the dantian collapses.

The pain of ruining the Tao is fine and cold, like a fine and thin knife, ready to move in every part of the bone.

Xie Shiyi is not the kind of dull person who only knows how to practice.On the contrary, he was able to calmly and clearly analyze every stage of his ruthless life.

Although it doesn't make sense to do so.However, at the time when Dao was destroyed and rebuilt, he was also at a loss, as if there was no other way to consume this emptiness waiting for his spiritual power to dissipate except by doing so.

When did Ruthless Dao ruin?

It may be destroyed when Yan Qing is about to die from the fate and soul book, and when one person abandons the fairy alliance and enters the demon realm alone.

Maybe he was destroyed when he walked out of the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts stepping on the bones, and Yan Qing ambiguously leaned over and picked up a strand of hair.

Perhaps, everything may have been foreshadowed as early as the beginning.

After being separated in the Land of God's Fall, he lost his soul, and when he walked through the nine thousand nine hundred steps, he wrote the ending.

"I'll take you back to the Red Lotus Pavilion first, and then I'll kill Huai Mingzi." Yan Qing said.

He helped him back to the red lotus pavilion, and the white bones were burning all the way.At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the red lotus illuminates the pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions warm and scarlet.

Yan Qing said, "You wait here now."

He took him back to the house.

When conceiving a baby, Xie Shiyi saw himself from the perspective of God.Seeing that his face was pale, he didn't know whether it was due to injury or something, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and there was a kind of crazy red in his eyes.

Yan Qing manipulated him when he was weak, forcing him to sleep, smiled lightly and said: "Go to sleep first, Xie Shiyi, everything is over when you wake up."

The price of sinking into the darkness is to open your eyes later and never want to think about the past.

During the 100 years of retreat, every time he conceived a baby, he would fail at the moment when he recalled that the Red Lotus Pavilion closed his eyes.

The dantian collapsed, all previous efforts were wasted, and all achievements fell short.

Once, twice, three times, four times, dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Break free from the nightmare and truly break free from me for the last time.He also forgot how to do it.He didn't fall asleep, and struggled to open his eyes in a dream or a self-deceiving illusion.

The ruthless way was destroyed, and the spiritual power collapsed.

The blood in the eyes was like frozen tears.

He stretched out his hand to hold Yan Qing's wrist, his voice was hoarse, as if he was begging or trying to persuade him, he said softly.

"Yanqing, stay here and don't go anywhere."