The devil is me

As everyone knows, he is already a person engraved deep in Xi Buwen's soul. He is not only a savior in the previous life, but also a brother and close friend, and even a life-and-death friend.

Xi Buwen never thought that he would meet his old friend under the current situation.

After the two of them broke up in the last life, he never saw Lingyaosi again. Until his death, he thought that he lived in seclusion, hated him to the bone, blamed him for killing his master, ruined Penglai, and killed countless people. Don't want to see him either.In this life, he often thought, maybe Ling Yaosi is still living somewhere in this world, wandering and hunting at night, how happy it is.

Unexpectedly, the man passed away, and he was still alive with the memories of his previous life, and even lived quite ruddy, drinking in big bowls and eating meat in big mouthfuls.

But Lingyaosi, with the facial devouring technique, tried her best to keep the last bit of spiritual knowledge, and suffered in this world.

He suddenly felt that he was very despicable, why didn't he die.

At the bottom of Bingling Lake back then, why did you ask him to hear the scriptures, save him from reincarnation, and be reborn for a lifetime?

He didn't know how to answer, he was silent for a while, just like the two sitting side by side in the classroom, he slowly read out the Penglai mentality handed down by Yun Chonghe.

"A clear mind transforms the spirit into silence, and sword energy builds the soul."

"You... you are? No, it's impossible... Master is dead long ago! Dead!"

Lingyaosi's voice was choked and trembling, every word weeping blood, it was almost hard to hear clearly.But Xi Buwen heard every word.

Every word pierced into his heart as sharply as a knife.

"Reverend Bai Ze passed away a long time ago." Xi Buwen murmured, "I just learned a little superficially from a certain senior."

He knew that Lingyaosi had a deep attachment to Penglai, even when his life was at stake, his Penglai swordsmanship could stop him in his footsteps, thinking he was an old friend.He naturally wanted to recognize Lingyaosi, and even had many questions circling on his lips, but he also knew that once the fact that he was the previous demon king surfaced, it would be another bloodbath in the cultivation world. It is even more difficult for him to keep the Xi family safe.

And Wu Nian has always been upright and upright. Facing the demon king whose hands were stained with blood in the past and the friend who is helping the weak together today, it is not Xi Buwen's wish to put him in a dilemma.

"I have some connections with Penglai, and I admire Penglai's old people very much. I don't know... Could it be convenient for uncle to tell you what happened to your face? And why did you die?"

The walking corpse pondered for a while, as if deliberating, and finally let go of his guard.

"The Xi family has always been upright. I just saw you act, and I have kind thoughts in my heart. I am a descendant of the Xi family and a predestined person in Penglai. I will tell you the reason why I have stayed in the world. I don't know when I will It will dissipate, and I am unwilling to leave with the truth."

Xi Buwen's heart was beating fast, and he had a premonition that Ling Yaosi was carrying a huge secret.

Lingyaosi said in a low voice, words that shocked Wu Nei: "The one who hurt me is Shen's Yuliang."

!!!

Xi Buwen and Wu Nian exclaimed in unison.Wu Nian treated Shen Xinzhai with some respect for his elders. Although Xi Buwen didn't realize how great Shen Xinzhai was, and knew about his promises back then, he would never have imagined that he would murder his fellow disciples.

He couldn't believe it, but because it came from Ling Yaosi's mouth, he had to believe it.

Ling Yaosi understood their surprise, and snorted coldly: "I was also deceived by him at the beginning. I saw that he was polite and disciplined, and I was not wary of him. My junior brother Shen Po also treated each other with sincerity. Later, I accidentally found out that my teacher It was he who spread the rumors about Zun Yunchong having an affair with his apprentice, and in the end, as for Master's reputation being damaged, he died in blood...we were all kept in the dark..."

Lingyaosi couldn't speak any more, choked up like a dying fish.

Xi Buwen felt that he had heard some sentences, but he didn't seem to be able to understand the meaning. His subconscious resisted the sudden information, and he hesitated to ask: "You mean, all the Taoists killed Penglai back then and forced the masters …Shen Xinzhai is the instigator of persecuting Yun Chong and Hand Blade disciple?"

"good."

Xi Buwen felt dizzy, had a splitting headache, his face was sallow, and the uncontrollable surge of past life memories brought him back to the most painful time in a daze.

At that time, Shen Po was 21 years old, and Yun Chonghe had just mediated the three-year war between Buddhism and Taoism.When all the waste was waiting to be done, he also received the apocalypse because of his merits, and his ascension was imminent.

This is the only person in the Taoist sect who has been able to ascend to God in the past thousand years. This is not only a blessing for Penglai, but also a blessing for the Taoist sect.With this god above, those who believe in Taoism will come here in droves, and the incense will be strong, and it will not go out for a thousand years.Especially after the Buddhist and Taoist war, although the Taoist sect has a large population, it has also been hit hard, and such an opportunity is urgently needed to revive it.

Penglai opened the mountain gate wide open for several days in a row to welcome congratulations from all the other sects.But Shen Po has a downcast face all day long, anyone who sees it will know that he is unhappy.

In fact, the other disciples in Penglai know that Shen Po usually haunts the master the most, if the master ascends to the top, he will be ruthless, and it will be difficult to see each other again.Ling Yaosi comforted: "After the ascension of the master, we pray every day, and he can hear it. What's more, what we have to worry about now is the catastrophe of ascension."

Three days later, Yun Chong and Xu went to Yaoran Peak alone to open the Book of Apocalypse, knowing the specific content of the Ascension Tribulation, and preparing for it.Like the ten thunders, even Yun Chong and such a deep cultivation base may not be invincible.

The night before going to Yaoran Peak, Shen Po sat alone in the Fengqi Hall without lighting the lights, just staring blankly at the teaching plan at the top right in front of him. Bright and faint.He recalled that the man lingered in the room, speaking softly, casting his eyes from time to time, and patting the drowsy top of his hair with the scroll in his hand.

He also recalled that he was distracted while listening to the instructions, and carefully wrote down Yun Chonghe's name on the paper, stroke by stroke, over and over again.The cloud is the cloud that breaks through the moon and rises from the moon, and the Chonghe is the Chonghe of "Chongqi thinks peace". Every word is gentle, and it is more gentle when combined.

His heart fluttered, and Yun Chonghe had already walked to his side without realizing it.Writing down the master's name was actually a very presumptuous act, but Yun Chonghe seemed to have seen through his mind, flicked his sleeve, confiscated the piece of paper, and ordered him to get up and recite the happy tour again.

Yun Chong and Shen Po searched unsuccessfully, and finally met him in the dark Fengqi Hall.It was almost deep winter at this time, and it was cold in the middle of the night, he stood by the door and watched Shen Po's back freeze, he couldn't help but feel bitter.He thought, if he had known that the relationship would be broken today, then he should not have given each other too much hope in the past. Although he has always abided by the teacher's etiquette and was cautious in his words and deeds, he couldn't hide his preference.

Even if he put on a bitter coat to hide that love, Shen Po would still persistently dig it out and eat it willingly.

"So you are here, I have been looking for it for a long time." Yun Chonghe walked into Fengqi Hall, interrupting Shen Po's thoughts.

Shen Po's eyes lit up, and he turned his head: "Master!"

"What's wrong with you?" Yun Chonghe walked over and sat down beside him, wearing an exquisite white dress, the long and billowing hem rested on the ground, half of it fell on Shen Po's lap.Shen Po smoothed them down slowly, but Shen Si was not in his hands.

"Master." When he looked up again, there was water vapor in his eyes, and he said with a choked throat, "If I said that I don't want Master to ascend, wouldn't it be too selfish."

Yun Chonghe really wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, but he held back, his fingertips ached and his chest ached.

"Only with little lovers can you love greatly." He said, "There is nothing wrong with respecting Master. But if you become a god, you can protect more people."

"I don't just respect Master." Shen Po stubbornly held his head high.

"It's love." He said with his mouth. The sound of "love" is a big movement, from round to flat, and finally to nothing, leaving only trembling lips.

There is no sound in these two words, only the rapid breath sound, but it seems to resound like thunder, resounding through the sky and the earth.

Yun Chonghe was trembling from the shock, and his ears were burning hot from the blazing light in his eyes, like a scarlet crabapple blooming in white clothes.

"I'm afraid I won't have another chance if I don't say it." Shen Po said, "After Master ascends, I will also pray every day and take Master as the law."

"Use Yun Chong as the law." His eyes were determined, and there seemed to be a turmoil inside, "Even if Master wants to punish me, I will say so."

"The poor believe that a leaf is blind, and they cannot see the way of heaven and the common people, which violates the teacher's teaching."

"Tao regards people as nothing more than ants, plants, and dogs, but Master is different."

"I don't expect success, I only see Master."

The bright moon hangs high, and the wind chimes from the corners of the eaves of the Baji Pavilion are blown into the room by the wind. His eyes are already red, as if thousands of words are not enough to express.The world is small, only these two people are left.

Shen Po suddenly hugged Yun Chonghe's waist sideways. His fingertips were cold, but the palm of his palm was warm through the silk cloth. He buried his head in his chest, pressed his collarbone tightly, and pressed his hot forehead against the On the cool skin that was exposed at the collar of his lapel, he only wanted this humbly.

For thousands of years, the world is vast, and the sea of ​​people is magnificent. He only wants this.

The faint sandalwood wraps the two of them like silk.

The last time the two got close without any form, it was still in the illusion of the Skull Face Fairy, Shen Po didn't know what he was doing, the anger, ignorance, love and hatred, although it was true for him, but it was false for Yu Yunchong's reconciliation.This time he was sober.

Yun Chonghe's hand was hanging on Shen Po's back, he was slow to fall, like a chess player who is indecisive, afraid of falling this chess piece, the situation will be difficult to control, and the water will be hard to recover.

He wanted to push him away for a while, but he heard Shen Po muffled in his arms, "Master, don't push me away. Just this time."

"the last time."

Yun Chong and his heart seemed to be squeezed suddenly, he couldn't control himself, and slowly put his palm on the top of Shen Po's hair.

The author says:

I cried several times in this chapter...my eyes hurt...