Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

37, 38, 39, forty, 41...

He followed the bloodstain left by Xie Shiyi, and walked the path from the gate to the gate of the shrine again.

Every time you read 41, you will come to the end, and your eyes will be facing this tightly closed door.

Yan Qing's soul body was half empty and half real, so his face was pale and fragile, as if he was about to be scattered between the sky and the earth, his pupils were black, and he quietly looked at the solemn Qingshimen.

The sea of ​​chaos is the abode of gods, and the ubiquitous divine breath makes him suffer clearly and intensely even without a body.

When Xie Shiyi left, the white clothes were stained with blood every step of the way. Now this road is covered by his blood again.

He counted a lot of 41s.Every time I read those numbers, my heart will calm down.It seems that this is the only way to calm him down now.

Yan Qing didn't know what Xie Shiyi was doing on the other side of the door, nor did he want to know.

The demon god said all kinds of words sharply in his mind.

Yan Qing ignored her, turned around, and walked back from the door, counting her steps.The regular and orderly numbers keep him rational and free from interference.

The demon god was angry and anxious: "Yan Qing, you can't let him get the inheritance of Emperor Nan Dou, he will definitely kill you when the time comes!"

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps.

The demon god gritted his silver teeth: "Yan Qing, don't you want to live? If you kill him, you can occupy his body and gain his talent. I promise, you will become number one in the world within a hundred years." The more excited he said: "At that time, whoever is in front of you will bow down and submit, so what is Xie Shiyi?"

Five steps, six steps, seven steps, eight steps.

The Demon God sneered coldly: "Yan Qing, you can't be reluctant to attack him, right?"

nine steps.

Yan Qing stopped, his voice hoarse: "You are so noisy."

The demon god's expression twisted instantly, but he still slowed down, and said softly, "Yan Qing, you trust me, I won't harm you, harming you will not do me any good."

Yan Qing turned pale all of a sudden.

— Now that you're dead will do me no good at all, you can trust me!I can see, Xie Shiyi, I will guide you!

The coagulated and scabbed heart seemed to be split open again.Yan Qing suddenly wanted to laugh, but the corners of her lips couldn't be lifted up, she was tired and numb, and said softly, "So I'm noisy too."

He looked ahead again.The changing light and shadow of the sea water divides the ruined palace from top to bottom, half of the end is bright and half is dark.The blood on the road snaked like a long snake, it belonged to him and Xie Shiyi.

He lost count of the road.

On the day of Spring Peach Blossom, Xie Shiyi wanted an umbrella.

Did Xie Shiyi want a sword when he walked into the shrine from here?

The demon god was driven mad by his obsession: "Yanqing, are you going to wait here for him to come out and kill you? Are you so self-willed and humble?"

Yan Qing ignored his provocative method and sat down on a stone in the ruins.

His hair was long and fell to the ground, and he said calmly, "What's the use of saying this. I can't get out of the sea, and I can't get in that door. What else can I do except stay here."

The demon god was waiting for this sentence, her green eyes were eager to try, and she said ambiguously, "Yanqing, now you close your eyes and let go of the sea of ​​consciousness to me. You put your body under my control, and I can replace it for you." Go and kill Xie Shiyi."

After Yan Qing heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and he felt like vomiting.He supported the black stone with trembling fingers, his internal organs were churning, he bent down, and actually retched.

He retched and retched, then smiled lightly.

He could clearly perceive the insidiousness and evilness of the black mist in his body.But he couldn't shut her up, nor could he expel her, like a gangrene.

This is a malignant sore that grows in the bone marrow.

It turned out to be so disgusting...

Yan Qing covered his chest, and when he looked up again, a trace of scarlet flashed across his pupils, his expression was cold: "I advise you to shut up. Even if I die in Xie Shiyi's hands, I won't let you succeed." The demon god suddenly became angry: "Yanqing, you will regret it in the future!"

Yan Qing ignored her, raised his head quietly, looked up at the mottled god statue, and let his waist-length black hair flow down his thin and frail body.His eyes are beautiful, with thick and long eyelashes curled inside and curled outside, like peach blossoms in spring.It's just that now his pupils are red, numb and cold, and he has lost all popularity.

Yan Qing's face was expressionless, and his eyes met the statue of Nandou God.

Thinking inappropriately: Can the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas see through people's hearts?

He doesn't want to see through Xie Shiyi now, he just wants to see through himself.See through those expectations and joys that he himself is unclear, vague, and indescribable.

See through my self-made sentimentality in the wind and snow and moon all the way.Open an umbrella in the rain and listen to the bell under the eaves.It was March in the barrier city, and the city was full of spring and the trees were deep. He told Xie Shiyi not to look and not to look back.

don't look back.

In fact, this sentence should be said to yourself.

Don't look and don't look back.

It's embarrassing.

Fortunately, the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Heavens cannot see through people's hearts.

Fortunately...

Even if it was ice and snow glass heart, Xie Shiyi still didn't notice it.

The Demon God began to shut up and stopped talking.Yan Qing finally didn't have to count her steps to isolate her voice and force herself to calm down.

On the day when the Qingshi gate was opened, Yan Qing was still sitting on the black stone in the ruins.

All of a sudden, they felt the walls buzzing, and the entire Nandou Shrine was collapsing.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the sea water surged against the current.The place where he sat was very dangerous, next to a huge stone pillar.

The stone pillar snapped off at the waist and rumbled, casting a huge shadow down towards Yan Qing.Everything in the shrine is tainted with divine breath, and it can easily wipe him out.But Yan Qing has no way to retreat, his body is full of new and old injuries, he just separated from Xie Shiyi and is extremely weak.

The wall behind it was also collapsing, and long cracks were opening in the ground.In the middle of the chaos and ruins, he looked up calmly, his pupils reflecting the chaos.

Yan Qing thought he would die here.

But it didn't.

The moment the stone pillar fell towards him.An icy blue sword energy swept across the sea, smashing all the rocks, and shattering the dangers within an inch of him into dust!

But this sword energy also brushed against his neck, cold, cruel, and merciless, cutting a bright red bloodstain on his skin.

Yan Qing sat on the black stone in a daze, and the devastating Honkai next to him seemed to have nothing to do with him.He turned his head and watched the bluestone door slowly open, and Xie Shiyi came out from inside.In the dark hall, Xie Shiyi's robe was as dark as blood, his black hair hung down his waist, and he held a long sword of ice and snow in his hand.

He got the sword...

At that time, the Demon God should have said something to him in his mind.

But Yan Qing couldn't hear it, and couldn't remember it either.

He waited for Xie Shiyi to walk towards him with a sword.

However, unexpectedly, Xie Shiyi didn't even look at him.Clothes flitted across the road that he had counted countless times day and night, and walked out of the shrine with his sword in hand.

Yan Qing didn't know where to go.He raised his hand, trembling his fingertips, stroked the sword scar on his neck, the wound was not deep, and Xie Shiyi's aura was cold, so the wound seemed to be covered with frost.

But no matter what, he needs to get out of the sea of ​​delusion.

There are no bugs or weeds here.The ruins on the bottom of the sea were so quiet, it was the first time that Yan Qing felt that the world was so big and empty.Xie Shiyi didn't look back, and walked far away from him.

In fact, this should be the most normal distance between them.

Isn't Xie Shiyi so far away in the eyes of the world?What's more, they are not even strangers...

When the sword of no regret broke through the edge of the sea, Yan Qing also walked out.He will no longer be coerced after breaking away from the divine breath, and he is just a lonely soul in the world.Floating lightly in the air, but the fog in the vast sea was so heavy that Yan Qing couldn't find his way at all.

He could only follow Xie Shiyi out first.

The wind and waves were whistling and churning, and Yan Qing staggered forward uncontrollably in a torrent.In a panic, he grabbed a corner of the flying blood-colored sleeve.

Immediately, he let go of his hand like an electric shock.The sword mark on the neck was painful.

Yan Qing didn't speak.

Xie Shiyi stopped in the sea of ​​fog, as if there was a barrier in front of him.This is the vast ocean, the end of the Nine Heavens, no one can cross, no one can offend.

Xie Shiyi seldom wears red, perhaps because of his natural cleanliness and dislikes blood and dirt.Dengxiange's clothes are white, and after getting used to it, his clothes are always spotless and completely white.

Yan Qing raised his head, trying to see what was ahead, but the fog was too thick.All he could capture was thick clouds of smoke.

In the fog, he couldn't even see Xie Shiyi's face clearly.

Only Xie Shiyi's voice could be heard.Very cold and very bland.

"You accompany me to kill people first, and then I will take you to find the body."

Yan Qing was stunned, his whole body was stiff, because of this inexplicable sentence, he thought that they had gone out of the sea, and they would never see each other again.Now, what is Xie Shiyi talking about, helping him find a body?What is he going to do?

He wanted to ask a question, but Yan Qing seemed to have lost the ability to talk to Xie Shiyi at this moment.As soon as he opened his mouth, his heart was full of sadness and nausea... disgusting towards himself.Even if he really wanted to hear Xie Shiyi's voice more.

He didn't reply, and Xie Shiyi didn't ask any further questions.When the sky broke, the Bugui Sword in Xie Shiyi's hand dispelled the mist and opened the barrier across the shore.The red clothes are like clouds, walking forward.

Yan Qing followed behind him.Accompany him to kill.Perhaps it was because I was too dazed at the time, and many tragic memories were just frame by frame.

Xie Shiyi returned to the barrier city.

The origin of everything.It is also the end of everything.

The rain in the barrier city is always continuous, as if it has fallen from the 15th year of Jinghong to the 35th year of Jinghong.

In the 15th year of Jinghong, the bamboo umbrella separated the spring rain.In the 35th year of Jinghong, the tip of the sword cut through the long night.When Xie Shiyi came back, it seemed that he wanted to settle all the sins of the past.

The past of all mortals was destroyed overnight and sent to the long sword.

"Xie Shiyi! Are you crazy?!" Even if there was a rift between them, the laughter and cursing of the past had long since ceased.But Yan Qing watched him slaughter the city, still shocked and angry, and shouted out in disbelief.And the blood mixed with the rainwater flowed over Xie Shiyi's cold and pale face.Behind him was the collapsed Xie Mansion, with all kinds of desperate screams.Xie Shiyi's hair and robe were not stained by the rain and mist, he just wiped off the blood on the sword carelessly, and said softly: "There is still one place missing."

One more place.

Yan Qing's face was pale.

This time, Xie Shiyi brought him to the Youjue Prison.The moment the Bugui sword was unsheathed, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and it rained heavily.Amidst the deafening sound of the collapse, Xie Shiyi didn't even look at its destruction, turned around, the red clothes were like a cloud of smoke, and walked to a place that Yan Qing couldn't think of.

Spring peach blossom.

He slaughtered Xie's family and destroyed You Prison. This time, he walked through Chunshui Peach Blossom again.

"Xie Shiyi... what are you going to do?"

Xie Shiyi walked forward step by step.It may be that there was too much blood this night, or it may be that the rain and fog are too vast.The spring water on the peach blossom field on the side of the road reflected each other, making him feel that Xie Shiyi's eyes were also a little red.

Scarlet cold, without any emotion.

Holding the sword in hand, Xie Shiyi quietly said to him: "Yan Qing, I always wonder if you are the nightmare in my body."