The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Wu Wu grabbed the blade of the sword with one hand, blood dripped down and dripped down, his eyes faded, and he stared at Lin Shu, resentful and hostile, tumbling up.

He had just been controlled by the resentment in Minzhou City and lost his sanity. Lin Shu thought he hadn't recovered yet, and wanted to speak to comfort him, but was locked in place by the extremely fierce Qi, unable to move or make a sound.

The heart in Wuxie's chest glowed brightly, although Lin Shu had crippled all the meridians in his body, his strength didn't seem to be depleted at all, and his resentment became a reality, and he slapped Lin Shu like a storm.

Lin Shu was shot down from the air by him, and his back fell heavily on the rocks. His heart and lungs were in severe pain, and he kept coughing up blood.

The blood-stained folding bamboo sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

Lin Shu raised his body with difficulty, and saw Wugui walking towards him.

There is a monstrous sea of ​​blood behind Wuwu. The scene at this time is very similar to Xiao Shao who was controlled by resentment and lost his sanity.

Like a pale puppet, he touched his chest with his right hand, stained with blood.The tip of Yin Hong's tongue licked the back of his hand, he tilted his head, and said expressionlessly: "I said earlier, you are clean, and you will never want me."

"No shame, I want to—"

He was injured too badly, just as he opened his mouth, the severe pain in his heart and lungs made him convulse and tremble, and he said with difficulty and intermittently: "I... just want you..."

Before he finished speaking, his heart seemed to be held tightly by someone. His eyes turned black, his heart beat faster, the blood in his whole body was beating, and there was only severe tinnitus in his head.

——He immediately realized that he was worthy of killing himself in his usual way, just like killing those people outside.

The words "You don't want me, I will kill you together" are still in my ears, but I never thought that it will come true today.

But he just wanted to free Wuwu from the entanglement of resentment-this was the only way he could take at that time.

He couldn't say anything, his ears were buzzing, his whole body was in burning pain, and he couldn't move. He could only watch helplessly as the child walked towards him step by step in a sea of ​​blood.

The child he raised with his own hands has been together day and night for two full years, which is longer than any other child.

Thinking of the tragic scene of those people turning into blood when they died, Lin Shu felt nothing. He just wanted to speak desperately, explaining the reason for that sword—explaining that he was not innocent.

No shame but tilted his head again, and smiled: "I can't kill you."

He also coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but he still smiled: "You are just...for the sake of little phoenix, you saved me from the catastrophe of transformation, and asked the heaven to drop a shell. Why is there such a big cause and effect?"

The resentment heart beat violently a few times, and gradually, it came out of his chest and floated in the air!

Black air lingered around the heart, forming a vague human shape.

And that body seemed to lose its vitality, closed its eyes, and fell to the side.

A clear and cold voice came from the vague figure: "You blocked the thunder, the shell is yours, return it to you, and return the face to you."

Lin Shu gasped for breath with difficulty.

No shame but still didn't kill him.

Lin Shu guessed that he helped him through the catastrophe, and he owed karma to Tiandao, and he had no way to kill himself.

But the squeeze of resentment had already made him almost lose consciousness. He wanted to speak, but was choked by the blood in his mouth again.

The black figure floated up, and he felt complex eyes staring at him in midair.

After a while, the black shadow rose into the sky and headed straight for Minzhou City.

The city of Minzhou was full of blood, and in an instant, the roar and wailing became a hundred times stronger, and the demon atmosphere filled the sky, covering the whole field.

Lin Shu guessed that the whole city of Minzhou became a ghost, and there should be a clear reason.

His hands were trembling, he took out a few healing pills, swallowed them, and finally became clearer, but he still couldn't stand up, so he barely moved to the side of the body, and pressed the pills on the wound on his chest.

He suddenly remembered that Xiao Shao kissed his left chest a long time ago, saying that there seemed to be a scar here.

He laughed, smiled and laughed, and coughed again, with blood in his mouth.

Time is easy to change, but life is hard to come by.When the nectar falls, the heaven and the earth unite, and the place where the yellow buds grow separates.

All tangible things in the world are born from the combination of yin and yang, and swords are lifeless objects. Only by chance and coincidence can a soul be born, and only after the catastrophe of transformation, the rules of heaven will open a line for it. Use the aura of heaven and earth to shape a body for this spirit.

Lin Shu blocked the thunder calamity, and the body was his—but he already had a human body, and his soul could not be separated from his body, so he could take the opportunity to transform into a human body and walk in the world with a human body.

It turns out that in the end...

The effect of the elixir played quickly, and Lin Shu's bloodshot vision gradually became clear. He saw the wound healed, and the small body under his hand opened his eyes in a daze.

With chaotic and dull eyes, no spirit, Lin Shu called him, but he didn't answer.

Just an empty shell.

Lin Shu leaned on the ground with his sword, stood up with difficulty, and picked up the child.

He lost all his cultivation and staggered a few steps.

The black mist filled the air, and the evil spirit was everywhere. The changes in Minzhou City had already begun.

He trekked through the mountains, and after an unknown amount of time, a dim light finally appeared in front of his eyes.

Lin Shu put down the child, wiped the blood from his lips, straightened his messy clothes and hair, led him into the village.

The aunt lived in the village. At this time, Li Jimao and Li Yamao were still children, and Goose Feather had not yet been born.

He knocked on the door.

Because of this unusual change, the whole village was in a state of panic. The aunt opened the door with a vigilant expression on her face, and looked him over from the beginning to the end before she relaxed a little: "This...?"

Lin Shu took a breath, and pushed the child in front of the aunt: "Lord Taoyuan, a man of immortality, came here today, and asked my aunt...to help me take care of this child for ten years."

He looked around: "Minzhou has become a place where demons gather. I will set up an enchantment for you to protect the folks from being invaded by demonic energy... as a reward."

The aunt looked at him suspiciously.

He smiled, took out the magic weapon for defense, and formed an extremely solid barrier of clear energy for the village.

In an instant, the black mist in the village dissipated, and the wails of resentful ghosts pervading the wilderness miraculously disappeared.

The aunt believed it, but still asked him a lot, such as who the child is, why he seems to have lost his mind, and how to raise him.

In order for the aunt to take care of the child, Lin Shu could only say that this was his apprentice.

Today he finally knows the ins and outs of all this.

He left the marriage letter and tokens with Ling Fengxiao, and even faced the question of "what should I tell this child in the future" from the aunt, and left a letter for this apprentice who did not exist.

The aunt put her arms around the child, and finally dispelled all doubts, and said, "Is Xianjun going away now? Come in and have a glass of water."

"No need." Lin Shu had lost all strength, and said in a low voice: "When there is a destiny, we will meet."

Thousands of years later, Lin Shuhui failed to cross the catastrophe because of a lightning rod, his body was wiped out by the Dao of Heaven, and his soul was about to dissipate.

For some reason, he traveled back to thousands of years ago, and in this era, there happened to be an ownerless body that was assigned to Lin Shu by the Dao of Heaven.

Ten years later, Lin Shu will be reborn in the body of the little fool.

And in the same year, the eldest lady of Phoenix Mountain Villa went to the south of the Yangtze River, dressed in red and carried a knife at night, and entered Minzhou City.

Separation and polymerization, could it be pre-determined.

He finally understood the four words behind the mirror.

He smiled and looked in the direction of Minzhou City, feeling a helpless sadness in his heart.

He has no cultivation at all, and his soul is as thin as a piece of paper.

He wanted to call Wu Shi back, but how should he call him?

In an instant, his thoughts turned, and he was surprised to remember that the eight secret books were still on the desk in the Jiange hall, and the thieves were watching--

The matter at the moment is irreversible, but the eight secret books must not fall into the hands of others. He closed his eyes, and his divine sense escaped from here, returning to the high-dimensional world in the causal mirror.

Just as he was about to return to the present, a glowing human figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The light represents the strength of the soul, and this light is crazily dissipating, which symbolizes that the person's soul is being consumed rapidly.

Lin Shu held the figure's hand, lost a few wisps of his remaining soul power, and finally saw the figure's face: "Qinglu?"

"Master... Master." The figure whispered.

Lin Shu saw something in his arms.

"Why are you here?" He asked, "How's it going outside?"

"Outside...you can't go outside." Qing Lu said: "Several elders came immediately when they saw the messenger fireworks, and fought with those people. I don't have any mana, I just know...just know."

As he said, he took out the things in his arms, which seemed to be the eight secret books: "I only know that these are very important things. If I want to keep them, I took them off the master's desk and hid them under the screen." later."

Lin Shu: "What happened next?"

"Later..." Qing Lu's voice trembled: "A crazy black thing came out of the mirror and started killing, destroying the Jiange hall and killing many people. Several elders were also seriously injured. Sister Lingsu Also... don't know if there is still life."

Lin Shu closed his eyes, thinking that the thing should be innocent.

And the Jiange hall after a thousand years does have traces of being destroyed and rebuilt.

Qing Lu continued: "That thing made a lot of noise, half the sky was blood red, it killed enough, hovered in mid-air, and returned to the mirror. I thought... it was safe."

Lin Shu: "What happened next?"

Qing Lu hugged the eight cheat books tightly, his body flickering: "That crazy black thing is gone, I came out of the ruins, but I didn't expect that Qin... surnamed Qin, entangled a large number of people to lie in ambush at the foot of the mountain , Seeing the mountain calm down, they came up again—threatening me to hand over the cheats, the elders were all seriously injured, I was driven to death by them, there was nowhere to go, that mirror... sucked me in."

Lin Shu: "How many of us are there outside?"

"It's gone." Qing Lu shook his head and said anxiously: "The young disciples are all hiding in the barrier, some elders and deacons are dead, some are injured, Master, you can't go out! There are 100 of them, why don't you go out?" There are two Dujies taking the lead, and the one surnamed Qin has practiced the magic of the evil sect, and he has also become Dujie, if you go out, you will die."

Lin Shu: "If you stay here, you will die."

This place is not a place for ordinary people to stay, not to mention that Qing Lu just obtained the golden core last year, and his soul is not much different from ordinary people.

"Master, you have been here for so long, you must be fine, I... It doesn't matter if I die!" Qing Lu emphasized repeatedly: "You can't go out!"

"What about you?" Lin Shu said lightly.

"I..." Qing Lu probably also felt the passing of the soul: "I will die if I go out, and I will stay here with Master. Didn't the elders teach that life and death are just a momentary thing, Master, I am not afraid. "

Lin Shu felt a little sour in front of his eyes: "I haven't done anything for you."

"Master has the grace to recreate me. When I was on the [-]th step, Master...glanced at me, disciple...disciple will never forget." Qing Lu looked directly at him, his soul flickered crazily, and he was about to signs of disappearance.

Lin Shudao: "Go in."

Qing Lu: "Huh?"

Lin Shu picked up the back of his neck and brought him to the River of Time.

If you go out, you will be besieged to death by everyone, and here, you will lose your spirit and die, but there is a way to make Qing Lu alive—to keep him at a certain point in time—forever.

But he found a desperate thing.

Going back to the past also required the consumption of soul—the amount of soul consumed was enough to kill this ignorant Qing Lu with mediocre cultivation.

He stared blankly at this river of light, constantly changing the time point, but found that the closer he was to the present, the less souls he needed—perhaps, this was also a rule established by the Dao of Heaven to prevent people from making trouble in the past.

And beyond this point in time, going to the future, even less is needed.

He carried Qing Lu, who had entered without knowing it, and traveled upstream at the fastest speed, and finally found a point in time that could support the loss of Qing Lu's soul, so that he was still a sane living person after landing , not an incomplete fool.

According to his deduction, this is already a millennium in the future, and it may even be 2000 years later.

"Are you afraid of death? You can't lie to me." Lin Shu said to Qing Lu.

Faced with the fascination of the soul, Qing Lu's voice seemed to be about to cry: "I'm afraid... Master save me."

Lin Shu gave him another ray of spirit: "You will go to a very different place, but if you can live, you will live a good life. There may be senior Jiange there, you can find it."

He recalled the modern life, although Qing Lu's talent was mediocre, he was not a stupid person—he also barely had a little bit of self-cultivation, which was enough to adapt to the changes of the times.What's more, since the inheritance of Jiange has not been broken until his generation, Qing Lu can get the protection of his elders.

Qing Lu said: "Then Master, can I still come back? I want to come back."

Lin Shu thought for a while, bit his index finger, and drew a soul mark on his back.

Qing Lu said: "It's so hot!"

"This is the soul-inducing seal. When you have enough soul, you can be extradited."

"When is enough?"

"The peak of crossing the catastrophe."

"Ah? Then I will never come back?"

Lin Shu: "..."

He stuffed "Long Lovesickness" into Qing Lu's arms: "This one can be cultivated to the end of the calamity."

"Ah? What is this?" Qing Lu yelled: "Master, even if you give me "Long Lovesickness", I will not be able to overcome the tribulation!"

Lin Shu threw him into the river of time: "You try your best."

Qing Lu continued to shout in the air: "Master, I don't have a sword! My sword fell outside! Is there a sword over there? Ah????"

Time was running out, Lin Shu had no other choice, so he threw Zhezhu in that direction.

Qing Lu caught it: "Master! I will come to see you!"

The voice gradually became quieter, and Qing Lu turned into a spot of light, disappearing into the river of time.

Lin Shu returned to his original position and deduced the time, but his spirit was already dying, and he couldn't deduce the exact time point. He could only engrave the connection mark of the soul seal on a time point roughly belonging to the present time, and the error control in 30 years.

If Qing Lu can reach the peak of Crossing Tribulation in his lifetime, this imprint can bring his soul back from the future.

At this moment, he suddenly froze.

In the long, dusty memory, a fragment flashed back in his mind.

That was when he was very, very young.

His master stabbed the blood and carved a complex imprint on his back.

He didn't understand, and asked: "What is this?"

His master blew the sign and said: "This is the seal of our Jiange's pavilion master. Your master passed it on to you as a teacher, and today I will pass it on to you as a teacher."

He didn't ask any more.

After a while, his master said, "Teacher, do you know why you are called 'Lin Shu'?"

He said: "Those who are estranged are far away. You said that you want me to stay far away from the world of mortals and the world."

Master smiled and said, "No."

Lin Shu said again: "You often read ancient Chinese prose, there is a saying, 'The moonlight leaks under the forest, and the sparseness is like the remaining snow'."

Master said: "Not really."

He stopped guessing.

But the master sighed and combed his hair: "My dear disciple...you really look like a human being."

Thinking of this, Lin Shu covered his mouth, and tears fell suddenly.In this quiet space, in front of the boundless time, he recalled his two lives as a human being, parting and reuniting, joys and sorrows, reunited by fate, crying and laughing, unable to restrain himself.

That imprint was engraved on his back by the hand of his master, so when he died under the thunder, his soul returned and went back to the past.

Who is the master?Who is he? "Long Lovesickness" is still in Master's hands, so where is Zhezhu?Who is Zhezhu?

He felt that he had gone crazy, everything in the world was pressing against him, rushing towards his face, unable to struggle.

Some things cannot be remembered repeatedly, this is a kind of fetter that is too deep, tearing his heart.

He looks at the river.

The dead are like this, day and night.

At that moment, he wanted to jump down, just like a death seeker jumping into a flowing river, the cold water would drown all joys and sorrows, and he would get a long-term tranquility.

Xiao Shao, Wu Shi, Qing Lu, Zhe Zhu.

He had nothing left to lose, except his own life.

A light spot lit up at some point, wandering around him, Lin Shu tried to see clearly, and found that it was the mirror.

This mirror is the beginning of all stories.

The eight words "separation and aggregation, could it be pre-determined" were faintly lit, hanging in the mirror.

He grabbed the mirror: "I have another chance?"

The mirror flickered, and a word appeared on the mirror: "Yes."

Looking at the river, Lin Shu seemed to be talking to the mirror, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "I want to see Xiao Shao."

He lowered his head, his eyes were blurred, and the light of the river was refracted into an overwhelming golden color: "But I can't deduce the time anymore."

He had no other thoughts.Everything in this life was washed away by the knife-like will of heaven, whether all thoughts were lost or everything was silent, in the end, there was only one thought in his heart that had been crazily suppressed for countless days and nights.

He thought of Xiao Shao, as a widow, every day, every moment, never stopped, he has deceived everyone and himself, and he can't continue to deceive.

He saw that the handwriting in the mirror had changed: "Why don't you learn from Qing Lu."

Find a time in the future, live?

"I don't want to go," Lin Shu's mind was blank, unable to think. In the silence, his emotions finally broke down, tears kept falling, and he cried so hard that he could hardly speak a complete sentence: "I want Xiao Shao ...Don't go to places where there is no Xiao Shao."

He lowered his head, his voice was weak, almost non-existent: "I want...to see him again."

Four words appeared on the mirror: "To go is to die."

"I know." Lin Shu stretched out his hand to touch the mirror, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to die...where there is Xiao Shao."

The mirror was blank for a long time, and finally a word appeared.

"it is good."