Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

nightmare.

Yan Qing was at a loss for words.At the end of Chunshui Peach Blossom Road, in front of Buhui Cliff, when he really heard this sentence from Xie Shiyi, he actually felt a kind of "it really is so" in a trance.Yu Xie Shiyi, he is a curse born in the soul, a malignant sore that grows in the bone marrow.I can't get rid of it, I can only endure the disgust, and be vigilant day and night.

The most ironic thing was that Yan Qing couldn't explain anything.Because now he can understand Xie Shiyi's mood extremely clearly, calmly, and truly.

Yan Qing was quiet for a long time, then said softly, "Xie Shiyi, are you going to kill me?"

Xie Shiyi didn't answer him, he stood in front of the cliff of no regrets, the wind howling from under the abyss swept his long black hair, and the red clothes were covered with pearls by the rain and mist, like blood and fire along the way.

Yan Qing stood a step behind him, with a pale face, and accompanied him to see the bottom of Buhui Cliff.

The terrain of the barrier city in the world is precipitous and strange, on the verge of the sea of ​​chaos, at the end of the sky.However, there are many mountains and mountains, and no one has ever crossed the mountains to see it.

The strong wind howled, and the clear mist under the cliff was born from the sky and the earth.

In the next second, Yan Qing felt that his wrist was being held by Xie Shiyi, and then he fell down the cliff with no regrets.

Before the astonishment emerged from his eyes, there was already a cold hand on his neck, and Yan Qing raised his head in a daze, and stepped on the ground.

The moment his eyes met Xie Shiyi's, his heart trembled again.It turned out that it was not an illusion, Xie Shiyi's eyes were really filled with blood and tears at this moment.The cliff was startled by the wind, and their hair became entangled.

Xie Shiyi's hand holding his neck tightened bit by bit, sticking to the sword mark, pain and suffocation came together.

Yan Qing was fascinated to think that he really wanted to kill himself.If he died, would the Demon God also disappear together?Very good, Xie Shiyi has been purified since then, and he has also been purified.

Yan Qing didn't speak, nor did he resist.When they fell, they were very close, Xie Shiyi's eyelashes were covered with mist, rainwater dripped from his tall nose, and his breath fell on his face.His eyes were too scarlet and too crazy.When they looked at each other, their pupils met for a moment, so that Yan Qing seemed to see his own despair and sadness.

The hand on the neck gradually tightened, and Yan Qing slowly closed his eyes.At the last moment of unconsciousness, the feeling of suffocation receded like a tide, and then he heard Xie Shiyi's low smile.Short, hoarse, deep cool and near snow, with strong irony, but it seems very sad.

Yan Qing survived.

He knew he was in a coma, but he didn't want to wake up.

He didn't want to face Xie Shiyi, nor did he want to face the Demon God.

He wants to think about something that makes him happy.However, the first thing he saw when he came to the other world was Xie Shiyi. He walked alone all these years, through wind, frost, rain and snow, and every bit of his life was accompanied by him.So every frame of the years was covered by the frost and snow, and he didn't dare to touch it or dream about it.

The dream can only be pitch black, and he is floating in the pitch black nothingness.There is no limit here, and there is no end to it. It seems that you can count from one to old and die.

But the demon god refused to let him go.

She said softly, "Yan Qing, are you afraid of me?"

Yan Qing was extremely disgusted: "Shut up."

The Demon God smiled and said firmly, "That's right, you're just afraid of me." She finally walked out of the thick fog and stood in front of Yan Qing.Silver robes, half bone face and half old face, green eyes seem to see everything.The demon god looked at him tenderly, and sighed softly: "Why are you so pitiful? You dare not even wake up, and you choose to escape everything in a self-deceiving way. Yan Qing is not like you——you are so afraid of me, to this extent ?”

Yan Qing didn't speak, treating her like air.

The Demon God raised his eyebrows, and in a blink of an eye, his body turned into a long black mist, spreading throughout his dream.In the next second, at the end of the darkness, a young man walked out, dressed in bright white clothes, with a clear breeze and a bright moon.He stood on the other side, his eyes were like a snow-falling lake, and he called out with a smile, "Yan Qing."

Yan Qing looked up indifferently, without expression, and raised her hand.Immediately afterwards, the phantom of the boy turned into smoke.This is his dream, and he is in control of everything.

Yan Qing said hoarsely, "Do you take me for a fool?"

The Demon God let out a low snort, and then sat across from Yan Qing: "I am starting to wonder, you are not afraid of me, nor are you afraid of Xie Shiyi. Then what are you afraid of? What are you running away from?"

"Do you think you can hide from everything by shrinking here like a turtle and not wanting to wake up?"

The Demon God said: "Yan Qing, you are such a coward!"

"Don't be afraid, there is nothing in this matter that killing can't solve."

"What do you think Xie Shiyi slaughtered the barrier city for? He entered the ruthless way. He wants to cut off love and love, and cut off the mundane world. He can do so terribly, why can't you."

"Yan Qing, you should wake up now and kill Xie Shiyi. Oh, if you can't kill him with your current strength, then you can give your body to me." The demon god smiled softly: "Of course, you must be No. You are cowardly and cowardly, unwilling to take any risks."

Yan Qing still regarded her as air.The wound on the heart full of holes was torn and healed, and the blood clotted and scabbed continuously to build a thick wall for him, allowing him to shrink inside and let himself go.No need to think, no need to see, no need to hear, no need to face.

The Demon God dragged his voice out, coquettishly: "Yan Qing, please take care of me."

Yan Qing sat in the wall he built, closed his eyes, covered his ears, and slowly bent down.

After all, he couldn't sleep all the time.

When Yan Qing woke up, she temporarily sealed all emotions and desires.When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw were bones scattered on the ground.It is very empty and quiet here, the cloud light is holy, there is no sun or moon, and when you look up, you can only see a thick fog that seems to be nothing but shrouding the huge animal bones.where is this

Before Yan Qing could react, he suddenly heard a sharp cry.Hovering in the air was a big bird that didn't know how long it had been dead. It was only a skeleton of bones. Seeing him awake, it suddenly screamed and rushed towards him.The bone bird came in menacingly, but the moment it got close to him, it was instantly killed by the icy sword array.Crash, broken bones fell from the sky and rolled to the ground.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and when he lowered his head, he saw a large formation drawn by the blade of a sword an inch away from him.

For a moment he was silent.

The birds and beasts here are huge, Yan Qing used bones as a stick to support himself to stand up, and finally saw this place clearly.The heaven and the earth blend together and converge on the front line.Next to it is the dragon bone beast head, majestic and huge, standing in the silent wilderness from ancient times.

Yan Qing finally saw Xie Shiyi in the center of the Boneyard.With the sword of no regrets inserted beside him, Xie Shiyi knelt on the ground, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his red robe spread like a river of blood.He was looking for something among the bones, and after searching for a long time, he found it and took it out.

Xie Shiyi noticed his coming, but stood up without even looking at him.Holding a shard of a mirror in a bloody hand, head east of the Boneyard.

Yan Qing stared at him blankly.The courage to ask him questions has been rejected bit by bit as early as countless 41 years.He is now a marionette, living alone and helplessly in the world.No relatives, no friends, not even a body.

What is Xie Shiyi doing?

In fact, Yan Qing didn't dare to figure out Xie Shiyi's thoughts at all.

Because as soon as I think about this question, I will subconsciously ask myself: If it were him, what would he do.

After all, the relationship between him, Xie Shiyi, and the Demon God is too easy to compare and substitute.

Yan Qing is quiet.

The numbness and loathing of self became the shackles and dragged his soul down bit by bit.

Yan Qing rolled his eyes, looked at these quiet barren mounds, and couldn't help thinking: If he dies now, he might not even have bones.The soul is wiped out, nothing remains.

"Follow me."

While Yan Qing was still outside Shenfeitian, Xie Shiyi suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice in front of him.

Yan Qing followed.He hid his soul in a black box, and now his brain is empty.

Xie Shiyi led him to a huge palace, took out several broken mirrors, put them together into a complete mirror, placed it in the depression of the palace, and filled it up.Then boom, the gate of the palace opened towards them.

Xie Shiyi said: "Go in." The moment he entered, the gate of the palace was closed, and it was pitch black, with red lights floating one after another.The candles were flickering, and Xie Shiyi was dressed in a red dress without reducing the frost. His expression was extremely cold, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier around him, and thousands of layers of snow fell to prevent outsiders from approaching.

"Stand here and wait for me to come out." After Xie Shiyi finished speaking indifferently, he walked forward without even looking at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing tilted his head, and a lamp touched his fingertips affectionately.

The demon god who had been silent all this time suddenly smiled faintly: "Xie Shiyi is trying to find a way to reshape your body?"

Yan Qing said nothing.

The Demon God said: "It's really strange. It's fine to just find someone to let you take the house, but it took so much trouble to find Dragon's Breath. Does he want you to be reborn in the world?"

Yan Qing was silent for a long time, and asked softly, "He can't kill me now, can he?"

The demon god was taken aback, his green eyes flickered, and then he smiled slowly: "Yes, it seems to be so. I remembered when you said that, you have been with him for so long, the bond is too deep, and I will kill you Maybe he himself will be backlashed. Only by allowing you to regain your body and completely cut off the fetters can he kill you without any worries."

Yan Qing didn't speak.

The Demon God smiled and said, "Oh, then I'm not curious anymore, no wonder he keeps you by his side and protects you like this. So it's all to kill you."

Yan Qing was already tired of dealing with him.Going forward, following Xie Shiyi's footsteps, all the way to the red and finally at the end of the palace, with all the lights on and off, he walked into another world.The words of the demon god did not shake him in any way before, but when he saw Xie Shiyi's half-kneeling figure amidst the ice crystals and jade snow in the hall, Yan Qing's pupils shrank slightly.

This is the Dragon Palace, the abode condensed with the last trace of divine thoughts after the death of the ancient dragon.On the snowfield, a huge dragon was sleeping, its body hovering half the world, its scales were ice blue, and its horns were like jade.And Xie Shiyi was kneeling on a lotus platform, and was echoed by the ice and snow lotus platform. Only then did Yan Qing discover that Xie Shiyi was actually covered in blood, just because he was wearing a red dress. The blood only dyed the color of the clothes darker, and outsiders could not detect it.

The demon god said unexpectedly: "It turned out to be a mirage dragon, the mount of Emperor Nandou back then, no wonder he was able to find it here."

Yan Qing pursed her lips and walked forward.

The demon god's expression changed drastically, and he stopped him: "Wait, what are you going to do, Yan Qing?——This is a mirage dragon! You just died in the past!"

It was only when Yan Qing stood in the wind and snow that he felt the chill that pierced through his three souls and seven souls.The originally numb heart was suddenly awakened by the whistling wind and snow.

The Demon God hated everything about this place, and with fear, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Shiyi wanted to kill you, you should have given him a sword now, but you still want to save him? Yan Qing, I have discovered that you are not only cowardly and cowardly, but also willing to be lowly!"

The breath breathed out by the mirage dragon is full of fantasies, and it is a vast mirage on the sea.

Listening to the demon god's words, Yan Qing's pupils were a little blood red, and he lowered his head and said to himself: "Xie Shiyi, do you really want to kill me?"

The Demon God took it for granted: "Yes." She thought of something, and said bewitchingly: "It's like you want to kill me in your heart."

A gust of wind blew past, Yan Qing staggered two steps, he lowered his head, silent for a long time and suddenly let out a soft laugh.

"You've been provoking me."

He raised his head, and a trace of blood red flashed in the depths of his pupils. At this moment, the soul curled up in the black box seemed to be slowly waking up.The seven emotions and six desires were dragged back to the body bit by bit by him.

"You stimulated me with what I said to Xie Shiyi in the past, and reminded me how much he hates me."

"Maybe it's really disgusting." Yan Qing spoke slowly, word for word: "But I don't believe a word of what you said just now. Xie Shiyi can kill me now without any backlash. But he has been saving me. With his personality, it is impossible to spend a lot of time and effort to do one thing in the most complicated way. If you want to kill me, you will kill me when you come out of Qingshimen."

After the demon god was exposed, he was silent for a moment, and immediately mocked sharply: "What? Do you think he still has old feelings for you?!"

Yan Qing said calmly: "It's not an old relationship. Maybe he's trying to make an end." His throat was full of blood, and some spilled from the corner of his mouth.Yan Qing raised his hand to wipe it away, and walked forward, his voice was as soft as snow: "Then I'll finish this with him."

The demon god was so angry that she lost her mind, but as he walked towards the middle of the wind and snow, she calmed down again. Her voice was low and strange: "Yan Qing, you really like to be sentimental."

A violent wind and snow blowing over will directly overwhelm Yan Qing, he inserted his fingers into the snow, and watched those particles reflect the icy light.

After a long silence, he stood up again.

Yan Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he let out a long breath.

The shackles that dragged his soul into the abyss seemed to be completely disintegrated step by step.

All loneliness, fragility, helplessness, and hesitation are like clouds and smoke, dissipating at his feet.

Yan Qing asked calmly, "Guess what I was afraid of before."

The Demon God stopped talking.

Yan Qing's eyes were separated by the storm.Going to see Xie Shiyi on the lotus platform, seeing his red clothes stained with blood, his black hair pressed against his pale face, his fingers tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, his brows are full of pain.

Yan Qing said slowly, "I'm afraid of myself."

His voice is very soft.

"As soon as I hear your voice, I will think about how unbearable I was in Xie Shiyi's eyes; when I think of your existence, I will feel as if I am not even alive; every word I said , everything I did was wrong."

His most real sadness is related to Xie Shiyi.

But his most real fear has always been the sincere, serious and enthusiastic self in the past.

I dare not face it, dare not recall it.During the countless sleepless nights in the Jingu Temple, confusion and fear accompanied her like a shadow. 41 steps, stepping on blood.

Demon gods are used to playing tricks on people's hearts.

He was in his ear, showing the cruelest truth in the way he was most afraid of.

He's only calmed down now.

It turned out that the first enemy was not a demon god.

The first enemy that made him cowardly escape, made him feel sorry for himself, made him collapse in despair, and almost destroyed himself... was himself.

Yan Qing exhaled gently and slowly, walked through the wind and snow, looked at Xie Shiyi with her eyes, and said, "You're right, running away won't solve the problem."

He and Xie Shiyi need a settlement.

It's also... a conclusion between him and himself.