Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

After the night of offering sacrifices to the heavens with the lanterns, Xuehui Shenjun announced that the catastrophe of ascension was coming, and he retreated without seeing anyone.

The entire Taiyi Sect was a sensation because of this, and originally planned to leave the Longshou Mountain Range, the disciples of the Shenjun who returned to the Taiyi Sect's branch stayed behind, and decided to wait until the Shenjun passed the tribulation and ascended, before leaving the sect.

Daoist Qianyuan and dozens of fellow immortals gathered together, discussed it, and decided to take advantage of the Shenjun's retreat to work together to consolidate the Taiyi Sect's protective array, so that when Xue returned to the Shenjun to cross the catastrophe, he would not have any worries.

Zhong Ying and Jun didn't realize that this kind of "junior junior who has just started" is not qualified to participate in the discussion, so he returned to the Hongluan Hall early.

After arriving at the Hongluan Hall, Zhong Ying and the others had a small tail behind them.

Zhong Ying turned around and saw her head bowed, her forehead hair covering her eyebrows and eyes, walking around like an abandoned kitten.

Qu Xingzhi walked a few steps unconsciously, then suddenly raised his head, and asked after a long pause, "Have you arrived at the Hongluan Hall? Brother, can I stay with you for a few days?"

Zhong Ying rubbed his chin: "I remember you have a bedroom in the Shenjun Palace, why live with us?"

"It's empty there, I don't want to live there." Qu Xingzhi's voice was weak.

There are so many guest rooms in Hongluan Palace, Zhong Ying didn't mind having one more person at all, so he spread out his hands: "If you want to live, you can live here, find a room by yourself, don't make noise at night." Zhong Ying threatened, "If it disturbs me, I will Throw you out in the middle of the night..."

Qu Xingzhi nodded his head as if pecking at rice.

Zhong Ying stayed with Jun Buyi all day, while Qu Xingzhi found a guest room and never showed up.

In the evening, Zhong Ying sat lazily in the gazebo, blowing the night breeze with Jun Buyi, and occasionally making gestures with spiritual power.

"I won." Zhong Ying picked up a spiritual fruit with a smile, took a bite, and made a crisp sound.

Jun Buyi didn't take it seriously, turned his head, and his cold eyes like Lingling Yuehua fell on Qu Xingzhi: "Little Junior Brother."

"Yo!" Zhong Ying shouted vaguely, "Do you want to eat spiritual fruit?"

"want!"

Qu Xingzhi nodded, opened the curtain, sat on a round stool a little far away from the two of them, took a spiritual fruit, and thanked him, but he didn't eat it, so he held the spiritual fruit carefully and didn't speak.

Zhong Ying ate a spirit fruit two or three times, put the empty fruit plate in the middle, and threw a pearl into it. The round pearl was turning around in the porcelain plate. Zhong Ying raised his chin and said to Jun Buyi: " Let's go on, whoever gets the pearl first wins."

As soon as the words fell, a black spiritual light popped out from Zhong Ying's fingertips, and he took the pearl directly——

It is better to strike first, and then to suffer disaster. Just now, Zhong Ying was so shameless, that's why he won so easily.

It's just that this time Jun Unyi had been prepared, and when the black aura was only a finger's width away from the pearl, he was knocked aside by the snow-colored aura.The black aura is indomitable and rampant, and the snow-color aura sees every move.

The two auras collided back and forth in the small porcelain plate, like children playing and playing, more like two stupid tumblers.

Zhong Ying peeled the lychee while controlling the black aura.

Jun Buyi said lightly, "Little Junior Brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Qu Xingzhi was fascinated by the porcelain plate, his eyes were vaguely envious, and when he heard this, he said in a low voice: "Master will leave soon after passing through the calamity of ascension, but I still don't know anything about it." .”

"Afraid that people will bully you?" Zhong Yingle said, "You are the youngest disciple of Shenjun, and there are three thousand brothers and sisters above, who dares to bully you?"

"Yes, the master is very powerful, and the senior brothers and sisters are also very powerful, but I am useless, no matter how hard I try, I just can't refine the energy..."

Zhong Ying: "..."

If the Taoist ancestor was "useless", no monk in the world would dare to call himself "useful".

Jun Buyi asked softly: "Are you reluctant to part with Master?"

Qu Xingzhi's eyes were red, he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and forced himself to say: "Master misses his hometown very much, and he must leave. I can't stop Master with my own selfishness."

It's just... very reluctant.

Zhong Ying was slightly distracted, and the black aura was swallowed by the snow-colored aura. When the snow-colored aura enveloped the pearl, Jun Buyi whispered: "I won this game."

Zhong Ying slapped the table: "Two out of three games, continue!"

In the middle of the night, Zhong Ying sat cross-legged in meditation, exercising her physical and spiritual energy, and when she noticed something, her peach eyes slowly opened and fell on one side.Within the range of his consciousness, he "saw" Qu Xingzhi trot away from the Hongluan Hall.

"What the hell is he doing?" Zhong Ying frowned.

"Let's go back to Shenjun's bedroom." Jun Buyi replied.

After all, I still can't bear it.

I want to see my loved ones a few more times before parting.

When Qu Xingzhi returned to the bedroom, his running legs were numb, he was holding on to the pillar and panting heavily, and he pushed open the door and stepped into it after a long while.

Probably because he was unable to cultivate, he was young, and because he grew up under the seat of Shenjun Xuehui, Qu Xingzhi could freely enter and leave the bedroom of Shenjun.

Standing in the dark bedroom, Qu Xingzhi was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

After a while, he turned and stepped over the threshold, intending to return to his bedroom.

The door was open, and the dark light entered the room. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught something, Qu Xingzhi turned his head abruptly, and saw the Kongming lantern on the shelf.

That was the one he made countless Kongming lanterns, and he picked out the one he was most satisfied with, and he would never admit it wrong!

Master saw his wish? ? ?

Qu Xingzhi felt a rush of heat from his feet to his skull, his face turned red instantly, and he was at a loss for what to do.

Xuehui Shenjun had been in seclusion for nearly half a month, and the disciples of the Taiyi Sect did not wait for him to leave the seclusion, but waited for Leiyun first.

Originally, the sky was clear and blue, and the sky suddenly condensed into a cloud of black clouds, like a drop of thick ink falling into clear water.

The ink spread, staining the water in the pool cloudy.

The sky is getting darker and darker, directly covering the sky, and the whole world seems to be shrouded in night.

Although cultivators can see things at night, disciples of the Taiyi Sect still hung bright lanterns under the eaves of the palace pavilion, like a winding river of stars under the night.

Gradually, the thick ink cloud rolled up, exploding silver lightning from time to time, like a dragon's claw flower in full bloom, carrying terrifying power.

Those who saw this scene were all worried.

Qu Xingzhi stared at the sky, and couldn't help asking the people beside him: "Is this the catastrophe of ascension? Master won't be in danger, right?"

"Rare and strange!" Zhong Ying squinted at him, "It's not much better than the calamity of the Dao."

Qu Xingzhi was full of curiosity: "Senior Brother Zhong, have you seen the calamity of Hedao?"

Zhong Ying hummed vaguely, he has not only seen the catastrophe of Hedao, he has personally experienced it.And the catastrophe of the demon clan's unity of the way is often a bit stronger than that of the Taoist cultivator.When Zhong Ying crossed the calamity that year, the calamity clouds in the sky were not much worse than the ascension calamity of the gods.

Jun Buyi's eyes were dim, and he explained: "Master is an outsider. When he left his own world, he must have experienced the catastrophe of ascension. Now it is just going through it again. Master has experience a long time ago, so he must be absolutely accurate." , you don't have to worry."

Qu Xingzhi thought for a while, then nodded seriously: "Senior Brother Jun, you are right."

The thunder cloud condensed for three days, but it still didn't fall down, and the god also didn't leave the pass.

The Immortal Hedao, who is good at divination, made a fortune teller, and said with a mysterious face: "Don't worry, the Ascension Tribulation will fall at noon, and the master will definitely leave before then, and we will wait at Longshou Peak. "

So all the disciples rushed to Longshou Peak one after another.

At that time, the long-closed stone gate opened, Xuehui Shenjun stepped out of the retreat room, smiled at the disciples, and then gave each of them a few words.

From my eldest disciple to my youngest apprentice.

Zhong Ying and Jun Buyi had nothing to ask, and when Shenjun said something, they hummed.

Xuehui Shenjun was very pleased: "Don't worry, I won't break my promise if I promise to help you hold the Daoist Companion Ceremony.

After surviving the catastrophe of ascension, immediately seal your cultivation base and pretend to be a mortal, so that you will not be forcibly expelled by heaven.

Unexpectedly: "..."

Zhong Ying: "..." You are still thinking about this at a time like this, how much do you love being a matchmaker, Shenjun?

When it was Qu Xingzhi's turn, Shenjun Xuehui couldn't help but give a few more words of advice.He was the youngest disciple, and he didn't have the spiritual power to protect himself, so he couldn't help worrying a little more.

In the end, he even said a few more words to Taoist Qianyuan and asked them to protect his junior brother.

Qu Xingzhi was a little depressed, and it wasn't until Shenjun turned around that he grabbed his sleeve and asked cautiously: "Master, why did you cut off my Kongming lantern?"

If the Kongming Lantern is not delivered to the other shore, will the wish not come true?This is what Qu Xingzhi really wanted to ask.

Xuehui Shenjun smiled, and nodded Qu Xingzhi's white and tender forehead: "Your wish, it is better to ask God than to ask for a teacher, and the teacher intends to realize it personally."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves lightly, turned and left.

Xuehui Shenjun stood between the sky and the earth, raised his head slightly, and almost looked at Leiyun with some anticipation.

"boom--"

The purple gold thunder and lightning fell with a bang, alarming Kyushu, and the monks who sensed the power of the thunder looked in the direction of Tai Yizong in surprise, and after a little thought, they understood what happened, whether it was joyful or complicated.

The thunder cloud split for a whole day, and when the last thunderbolt landed from the Nine Heavens, it was as dazzling as a beam of light, and it shook the Taiyi Sect's guardian formation three times.

When the thunder dissipated, Xuehui Shenjun, who was in the center of the Ascension Tribulation, was unscathed.

"Have you survived the catastrophe of ascension?" Zhong Ying raised his eyebrows.

"Not yet." Jun Buyi pondered, "I once read an ancient book, and there was an article in the ancient book that recorded the calamity of ascension. It is said that the calamity of ascension is divided into three calamities, one is the calamity of thunder, the other is the calamity of wind and fire, and the third is the calamity of the heart. Demon tribulation. Generally speaking, only the first two calamities are dangerous, and the demon calamity is nothing."

After all, a monk who is able to join the Dao has already achieved a complete state of mind, and the demons in his heart can't affect him at all.

The second catastrophe came suddenly——

Groups of flames rolled down from the sky, and gusts of wind came at the same time.The wind borrows the strength of the fire, and the fire assists the wind, forming a sea of ​​fire in the place where the catastrophe passes.

The third tribulation, Heart Demon Tribulation, was so uneventful that outsiders couldn't see what was going on at all. They only saw Shenjun Xuehui closing his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until Shenjun Xuehui opened his eyes, his expression as clear and warm as before, that everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then understood one thing.

Xuehui Shenjun has survived the demon tribulation! ! !

The light of the sky broke through the thunderclouds, forming patches of light and shadow, and the light and shadow melted the darkness.

Xuehui Shenjun walked towards the disciples, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the bright smile in his pupils was undisguised, ready to burst out.

After walking a few steps, he noticed something, looked up at the sky, and his pupils shrank sharply.

The sky is calm and calm, as if nothing happened, there is no fairy sound coming to the world after the success of crossing the catastrophe, the auspicious clouds are lofty, and the purple air is coming from the east...

Staggering, as if hit by something, Shenjun Xuehui leaned forward and fell to the ground in embarrassment. He lowered his head, his long hair covered his brows, and coughed continuously, as if he wanted to cough up his heart and lungs.

His shoulders were trembling due to coughing, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Just looking at the tarnished silver hair, he looked like an old man who was dying.

The disciples of Shenjun were shocked, the original cheers and congratulations disappeared, and they looked at Shenjun worriedly, not daring to move their footsteps, for fear of disturbing Shenjun.

Shenjun, this is... a failure to cross the tribulation? ? ?

"Master..."

"For three days, the master has not said a word. Senior brother and the others asked to see him several times, but they were all turned away."

In the thatched hut, Qu Xingzhi carried the wooden bucket, soaked the cloth strips, wrung out the water from the cloth strips, and carefully wiped the tables, chairs, benches and bookshelves in the thatched hut.

When he said this, he retracted his brows and eyes, unable to see clearly, but Zhong Ying could hear the frustration and worry in his voice.

Although he was able to enter and leave the bedroom of the god king at will, Qu Xingzhi didn't dare to make a sound at all, he just dared to stand quietly in the corner for a whole day.It wasn't until the golden black sun sank that he lit the lamp and left.

Unable to do anything, worrying about having nowhere to rest, Qu Xingzhi could only do his best to clean up the thatched hut jointly cast by his brothers and sisters. I hope that one day the gods will see this hut and feel a little better.

Taoist Qianyuan sighed, and told Qu Xingzhi something.

Zhong Ying and Jun unexpectedly leave hand in hand.

They couldn't help at all, and they weren't even from this era. They just entered the memory of the Mirror of All Beings and witnessed the ending that couldn't be changed anyway.

When descending the stone steps, Zhong Ying heard Jun's unexpected voice: "If the god can defeat the Lord of the Abyss, it is impossible not to survive the catastrophe of ascension. What's more, I saw clearly at the time that the god has clearly passed the three catastrophes."

The sound is like a cold spring, and like mountain snow, with a bit of precipitous wind.

Zhong Ying came back to his senses, curled his lips: "Aren't you talking nonsense? If he wasn't sure that he had passed the three calamities, how could he have laughed at that time?" Is there a fourth kalpa?"

Unexpectedly, Jun shook his head.

Neither of them survived the catastrophe of ascension, so they don't know the specific situation of the catastrophe of ascension, but since the god is not a person of this world, he is naturally very clear.

Judging by his expression at the time, there should be no fourth catastrophe.

Unable to figure out why, Zhong Ying put the matter behind him and took a step at a time.

Qu Xingzhi stayed in the hut for a long time, until it was dark and he fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

With the sound of regular footsteps, Qu Xingzhi gradually regained his consciousness, and he called vaguely, "Who?"

A ray of light appeared in front of him, the light pierced into the eyes, causing pain in the eyes, Qu Xingzhi blinked to get used to the light, and then saw a pair of familiar gentle eyebrows.

It's just that the pair of eyes that have been rendered magnificent by the long river of time in the past are now stained with an indescribable tired color, like a rusty blade climbing up a vermilion wall of moss and opening a cobweb crack. beautiful jade.

Lord Xuehui held a bright lamp, half pushed the door open, and quietly watched everything in the room.

"Master!"

Qu Xingzhi was startled, when he got up from the chair, his butt fell to the floor because his legs and feet were numb from sleep.When he struggled to get up, there was an extra hand in front of him, perhaps because of the light, that hand was as white as jade, without blemish.

It's Master...

Qu Xingzhi held the hand in surprise, got up from the ground, and patted the hem of his clothes.Although he kept the hut spotless, there was no dust on the hem of his clothes.

"Sit with me as a teacher." Xuehui Shenjun said lightly, because he had been silent for a few days, his voice was slightly dry.

Qu Xingzhi nodded quickly, and asked after thinking of something: "Master, would you like a cup of tea?"

Lord Xuehui shook his head.

Qu Xingzhi groaned, and sat next to Shenjun Xuehui.

The window lattice is open, and the wind blows the window lattice. Through the window lattice, you can see the scenery outside the house.

As if to welcome the arrival of the god, there were thousands of fireflies outside the house, and some even flew into the house slowly, surrounding the god.

As the moon set and black crowed, Qu Xingzhi stayed up all night with his eyes open. A mortal's body was not as good as a cultivator's. He was a little dazed. When he secretly yawned, he heard Xuehui's dreamlike voice.

"Different……"

"It's not the same after all..."

What's the difference?Think about it.

After this day, the Lord Xuehui no longer rejected his disciples.

The disciples of Shenjun heaved a sigh of relief. In order not to rush to see Shenjun, they lined up. Today these few go to see Shenjun, and tomorrow those few go to see Shenjun.

Qu Xingzhi originally lived in the palace of the gods, so he was not included in this list. Taoist Qianyuan, as a senior brother, strongly stated that he should not be included, and he should set an example and take good care of his master.

After ten days' turn, it was Zhong Ying's turn.

Stepping into the bedroom, Zhong Ying looked up and down curiously.The bedroom was the same as before, elegant and tidy. Lord Xuehui was wearing long hair, leaning on the bed, holding a white jade teacup in his hand, as if warming his palms with the warm tea.

Qu Xingzhi was sitting on a round stool beside him, Taoist Qianyuan was chatting cheerfully with Shenjun, and several brothers and sisters who Zhong Ying knew but were not familiar with were chatting and laughing.

The half-veil curtain fell down, covering Shenjun's face, casting a heavy shadow on Shenjun.Xuehui Shenjun was very quiet and rarely answered, only occasionally answering casually, as if he was not listening at all.

Although he is surrounded by everyone and cared about by everyone, he is independent from this world, as if he is outside the painting, and everyone is just a person in the painting.

Zhong Ying couldn't figure out what he was thinking at all, the only thing that was certain was that the god was not as calm as everyone thought.

When thinking this way, one hand lifted the gauze curtain, revealing a slightly pale chin, and said, "You guys are here too, sit down..."

Zhong Ying walked over and sat down at the desk.

Qian Yuan heard the weakness in Xuehui Shenjun's voice, so he said considerately: "Master, let's go first, you have a good rest."

Lord Xuehui shook his head.

Daoist Qianyuan was puzzled, and said again: "I'll let my younger brothers talk to you. We are old and not as interesting as their young people." The Lord Xuehui likes the "vitality" of young people, and Taoist Qianyuan still likes the "vitality" of young people. very clear.

After saying that, Taoist Qianyuan waved to Zhong Ying.

Lord Xuehui shook his head again.

Taoist Qianyuan was caught in a tangle, the room was suddenly empty and silent, and all the disciples looked at each other

After a long while, Lord Xuehui slightly adjusted his sitting posture, and said slowly, "I've been thinking about the past for the past few days. Thinking...how many years have I been in Kyushu..."

The last sentence is clear and light, blown away by the wind.

"Since I opened my eyes and saw the sky of Kyushu, until now, there seems to be..." He pondered for a moment, then said quietly, "Isn't it ten thousand years?"

People around showed surprise, even Taoist Qianyuan stroked his beard.

According to everyone's understanding, the god should have been in this world for about 5000 years.

Dao Qianyuan said humanely: "Master lives the same life as the sky, ten thousand years are nothing."

"If you travel freely for thousands of years, it's nothing. If you're in a cage..." Xuehui Shenjun stopped speaking suddenly.

"Master?"

Xuehui Shenjun bent the corners of his lips, and chuckled lightly: "I don't seem to have told you about my past, I wonder if you want to listen to my teacher's nagging?"

Xue returned to Shenjun's head sideways, and under the cover of the light veil, a pair of eyes were as deep as night and as gentle as stars.

Such gazes seemed familiar to Zhong Ying, as if he had once again seen the god who had been banned for 5000 years in the Demon Suppressing Sword Tower.

... makes Zhong Ying vaguely uneasy.

"I will listen to whatever Master says." Qu Xingzhi nodded quickly, and the rest of the people expressed their opinions one after another.

"Actually, it's not an interesting story." Xuehui Shenjun fell into memory, and his voice suddenly said: "When I first came to Kyushu, I lost all my memory, was seriously injured, and my cultivation was less than half. It's really embarrassing."

"So, I slowly recovered my strength while traveling in cities and villages. I saw a lot of towering or beautiful mountains, or clear or magnificent water. I felt that Kyushu is really beautiful and makes people linger. So, I used For a thousand years, I have traveled to every corner of Kyushu, and at that time, my strength has almost recovered..."

After a pause, Shenjun whispered, articulate: "I didn't want to leave Kyushu just like that, so I started to search every secret place and every dangerous place in Kyushu. At that time, I found that Kyushu's orthodoxy was cut off..."

"Severance of orthodoxy?" Taoist Qianyuan and the others heard about this for the first time, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Shen Jun smiled, "Some secrets hide the inheritance left by the great power. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is rich and pure, which is very suitable for cultivation. There are countless treasures of heaven and earth, which can be seen by the roadside. However, there is no one in the entire Kyushu. It is a pity that there are no immortals."

It's a pity that there are no Taoist friends to enjoy the flowers and the moon with him, and talk about the Tao.

It is a pity that there is no one to accompany him on his adventures in the secret realm and travel around the Three Thousand Worlds.

After admiring the scenery of the world and traveling around the mountains and rivers in the world, the eyes of the god Xuehui finally fell on all living beings.

He found that there is no complete orthodoxy in Kyushu, cultivators are almost extinct, and martial arts are prevalent.However, even if you practice to the extreme of mortals, if you don't use martial arts to enter the Tao, the lifespan of mortals is only a short one or two hundred years.

Ordinary people practice martial arts to resist the "man-eating monsters" in the mountains and forests, that is, the monsters in the eyes of Xuehui Shenjun.

Lord Xuehui guessed that this world was originally a world where immortality flourished, but because of an immeasurable catastrophe, the inheritance was cut off.

The ancient power of this world hides the inheritance in a secret realm, hoping that future generations will inherit the mantle and pass on the inheritance.

However, future generations cannot enter the secret realm at all, let alone accept the inheritance.

He is an orthodox orthodoxy, and he would never see the orthodoxy cut off.

"So, I brought out the inheritance of the secret realm, countless treasures of heaven and earth, as well as magic weapons and spiritual weapons, and scattered the things left by the ancestors of Kyushu all over Kyushu, looking forward to those who are destined to get them."

He didn't keep a penny for himself, and he didn't have a trace of greed.

All the disciples cupped their hands one after another: "Master is righteous."

Xuehui Shenjun's expression remained calm, and he continued to tell the distant "story".

"Spell books, formation diagrams, rune mysteries... After countless miscellaneous text books fell into the hands of mortals and a few monks, some talented and intelligent people embarked on the road of Taoism, and then began to establish sects or establish families. So After a thousand years, aristocratic families and sects of all sizes appeared in Kyushu."

"I deliberately visited countless sect families in the world, and discussed thousands of sessions, and found that many of them went astray, or were too extreme. The road of Taoism has always been about Zhongzheng and peace. With their progress, there is not tens of thousands of years. , It is impossible to correct the mistakes of the path and walk out of a road of harmony and immortality."

Xuehui Shenjun's eyes fell very far away: "At that time, I just found out that I couldn't leave Kyushu, so I planned to rebuild...rebuild the way of this world, the way of heaven should be able to accommodate me."

"I originally practiced the Way of Forgetfulness."

"Now, what path should I switch to?"

Xuehui Shenjun's voice was flat, like a handful of tasteless clear water: "I was thinking about this problem, and at the same time sorting out the chaotic orthodoxy in Kyushu. Occasionally, when some natural disasters and man-made disasters encountered in the world, I came to help."

When the plague was rampant, he read mortal medical books and prepared medicine to treat the plague.

In the event of a severe drought, he guided mortals to find water sources and work hard to survive.

……

In this way, in order to thank him, temples were built one after another in the world, and he also gained the name of "God King".

Later, he picked up a half-grown young man, that young man was very talented and dedicated to Taoism, and he took that young man as his apprentice for a moment of joy.

And that young man is now Daoist Qianyuan.

When Xuehui said this, Taoist Qianyuan was cautious: "Meeting Master is the luck of this disciple in this life."

Lord Xuehui hummed.

After the young man finished his studies, he took in a bunch of disciples. Lord Xuehui looked at the radish heads all over the yard, and after a second thought, he easily decided on the way to switch to cultivation.

Xuehui Shenjun said: "I decided to practice the way of merit."

In this way, he created the Taiyi Sect and spent thousands of years of painstaking efforts to make the Taiyi Sect the first in Kyushu, achieving today's prosperity and prosperity.

Going around for nearly ten thousand years, the world where the immortal way was interrupted has been revived in his hands.