Heavenly practice

"boom--"

A dark crack split the sky of Central Continent, running through the sky, and the sky was divided into two halves.

Somewhere in an unknown mountain in Central Continent, a woman in white with a zither in her arms suddenly raised her head to look at the sky, as if she had been awakened from a long dream.

She looked down at Qin in her arms, and then turned to look at the empty room behind her, where there was no longer a certain figure.

"Zheng-"

The slender light-white fingers lightly plucked the strings, and the strings sounded resoundingly.

She looked up at the sky above her head, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

"..."

A drop of water fell and landed on the cold face, scarlet, like blood.

Chang Ming watched the red rain dripping on his raised hands, he slowly raised his head to look at the sky above his head, the blood-red rain fell quietly on his face, on his hair, covering his eyes The cold silver was dyed blood red.

The howling wind sounded, and those red rains scrambled to occupy the entire Void Realm Sky, like blood flowing from the cracked sky, instantly dyed the ground in front of Lixiao Palace red.

Chang Ming's hand hangs down, and he just looks up at the bloody sky above his head quietly, until his whole body is dyed red.

"..."

Yun Qin knelt down slumped, the hand covering his chest was soon stained red with blood.

"Master—"

Yun Yun looked at the wound on his chest with red eyes, his eyes were full of panic and fear, and he didn't even dare to touch it, "Master..."

"fine……"

Yunqin knelt on one knee in a pool of blood, his robes were soaked by the red rain, as if bathing in a pool of blood, his lips were pale at the moment, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, comforting her in a low voice, "Master is fine... don't be afraid... ..."

Yun Yun knelt beside him, his sword was thrown aside, his hair was scattered in the blood-red rain, and he was not as indifferent and calm as before.

Yun Qin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the silver-haired man who lost his soul in the rain of blood, regret flashed across his eyes.

"He said he was afraid of missing you, so he didn't say goodbye to you. I hope you don't blame him."

"..."

The man stood in the pouring red rain to welcome the blood that filled the sky as if he hadn't heard it.

"He says……"

"..."

Chang Ming suddenly looked down.

The moment Yun Qin met those eyes, his heart was shaken fiercely. They were eyes full of dead silence, and a strong uneasiness suddenly filled his heart.

Sure enough, Chang Ming slowly raised his hand.

"Chang Ming!"

Yun Qin's pupils shrank, and he didn't care about spitting out a mouthful of blood, and shouted, "This world is the last one he left—"

Changming seemed to have never heard of it, the aura dissipated where the palm passed by, time and space were distorted, and the fairyland-like virtual sky was like an ink painting that was about to melt.

Yunqin's eyes were bright, and the palm of his hand flashed a silver light. The moment the long sword appeared, something happened suddenly.

"Zheng-"

A zither sound broke the turmoil in this world.

Yun Qin's eyes widened in surprise, and he stood up suddenly. Yun hurriedly supported him, but also looked into the distance in surprise.

Chang Ming paused, then turned around slowly, looking through the blood-red rain, to the woman in white who came holding the piano.

The woman with black hair and white clothes walked in the scarlet blood rain with Yaoqin in her arms, but she was never stained with blood. The white clothes seemed to walk out of the dust-free moonlight, without being stained with dust.

She stopped in front of Chang Ming, looked at him with a slight smile, like an old friend she hadn't seen for a long time.

The blood-red man looked at her indifferently.

The woman reached out and brushed the long piano in her arms, and the piano turned into a pure white glass bead. She raised her eyes and smiled at the person in front of her, "Long time no see."

"This rain can't touch you."

"Because it's not rain, it's the karma of the world, it's the karma of the heavens, and the heavens will no longer restrain everyone's karma, but I... have no karma."

The woman in white said calmly, "Because I am no longer in reincarnation."

"You found him." Chang Ming said.

The woman smiled sweetly, "I found it, because he was also looking for me."

"..."

Chang Ming raised his head slightly, looked at the blood-red sky, and said in a low voice, "But I haven't found it yet, and I won't find it again."

"Find."

"..."

Chang Ming slowly lowered his head to look at her, his eyes were deep purple, like a terrifying abyss.

However, the woman standing in front of him was not afraid, and smiled to herself, "Because he was also looking for you, so he can find you."

Chang Ming's eyes trembled violently, he opened his mouth, his eyes were full of expectation, "...where is he?"

"Reincarnation." The woman whispered these two words.

"Reincarnation..."

Chang Ming opened his eyes slightly, and his hands hidden under his sleeves trembled, "Samsara——"

He never thought that Shen Zhuo would enter reincarnation, obviously he is the way of heaven with immortal life, but reincarnation only has ten lives, and ten lives... only a thousand years.

"Whether it's the way of heaven or a monk, there are only ten reincarnations, and ordinary people are only a thousand years old. If you can't find him... then you won't be able to find him forever."

"..."

"The way of heaven is perpetual. If you want to go against the sky, the sky wants to kill your family. Shen Zhuo can only get out of the way of heaven and enter the cycle of reincarnation, so that he can win a fortune for you."

The woman raised the corners of her mouth, her expression was full of calmness, "He has entered reincarnation for you now, do you still choose your destiny that goes against the sky, and abandon him?"

When the voice fell to the ground, the sky and the earth suddenly fell silent, and the rain of blood that poured into the sky stopped silently. If it weren't for the pool of blood on the ground, it would really be like a strange dream.

Changming's silver hair was stained with blood, and his black robe was even more heavy. Every time he took a step, he left a trail of bright red blood, and finally stopped within the woman's arms.

"Whether it's ten lives or a hundred lives, if I can't find him, I will create thousands of reincarnations for him..."

"..."

The smile in the woman's eyes deepened, her fingertips moved slightly, and a line of silver characters appeared in front of him, "This is the birth date of his tenth reincarnation, and it is also the last chance he gave you."

"..."

Chang Ming looked at the line of small characters, it was very familiar, it was that person's unique font, and the last stroke always raised up unconsciously, very much like his smug smile.

"Thank you."

"And even if you repay the love from the past, it's hard for you to bear the notoriety of killing another demigod for many years."

Before she finished speaking, there was no one in front of her eyes. The woman smiled helplessly, "I have never seen him so eager."

The laughter gradually died down, she looked up at the man who had been watching her for a long time not far away, and walked forward.

The excitement in Yun Qin's eyes could not be concealed, ignoring the serious injury on his chest, he raised his hand and brushed his sleeves, spread his hands and folded them, bowed his head and bowed, "Welcome - the eighth generation head of Xujingtian!"

Yun Yun was shocked on the spot.

The next moment, all the people in Xujingtian bowed to meet him.

"Congratulations, Sect Master!"

The woman in white, with a smile on Yun Jiuge's eyes, suddenly brushed up her skirt and knelt down to Yun Qin in front of her——

"The Yun's Nine Songs are late!"

Yun Qin's heart was agitated, and he finally smiled back at her, "It's never too late, it's never too late."