Chapter 1567 Suddenly between heaven and earth
The witch took the silver and laughed coldly, saying: "Although Junhuang Chenghuang is a mediocre person, he is not stupid. The sword of the real person can cut off the realm. , even the unsuspecting outsiders in the mountains can smell a bit of danger
Not to mention that guy Chenghuang, he single-handedly made you a true immortal. With the support of teachers, he must now have a deep understanding of what it means to raise a tiger for trouble, right?”
She didn’t think it was a big deal to watch the excitement: “You really deserve it!”
Master Qing Ao He said calmly: "Chenghuang is just indulging in worldly fun and neglecting cultivation. But after all, he is the youngest son of his father and emperor, and his knowledge is extraordinary that an ordinary immortal can achieve
. When I was the Divine Lord, although he was not yet born, he could be regarded as the youngest son of the father and emperor, one of the five immortals in heaven and earth, and familiarity with the history of the immortal world in the Qing Dynasty was his most basic coursework.
My practice of swordsmanship is not a secret at all, but it has been so long ago that the world has long forgotten it, but Junhuang Chenghuang is well aware of this. "
The witch took the silver and laughed and said: "So the real person's sword was not just for that kid to see, but also for Kunlun and Chenghuang to see? "
Master Qing Ao said calmly: "In my life, I hate those powerful people in the fairy world who get something for nothing and enjoy their wealth by stepping on the bones of others. Junhuang Chenghuang is the most representative figure among these people. Such a waste, but He is in a high position and has unlimited glory. I don't like this kind of story, so it would be good to let him have a taste of fear. "
The witch took the silver and said with a smile: "It is not difficult to deduce your true identity through this sword in Chenghuang. Others may not know it, but Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan knows clearly that the God Lord Ao Qing back then had How much you hate your father's bloodline. With your sword slashing the world, you are also showing your murderous intention to Junhuang Chenghuang. ”
Speaking of this, the witch Na Yin had a disdainful sneer on her face, and said: "I have often shown my displeasure and disgust towards Kunlun in front of me. I have always looked coldly on her various disasters and difficulties. Indifferent, never take it to heart .
Now that danger is approaching, even though they are separated, he is still clinging to her like an evil spirit. Alas, Kunlun is good at everything, but his life is too bad to be like this. Cheap husband, seriously It was her fate that led to this disaster."
Master Qing Ao smiled incredulously and said: "The marriage between the immortal world and Kunlun seems to have preserved the peace of Kunlun for hundreds of thousands of years, but in fact, if not. All the follies of kings and emperors taking advantage of the famine Please help me, I really can’t kill this saint empress.”
The witch took the silver and frowned, as if she wanted to say something more, but in the end, she sighed softly and looked elsewhere. Still silent.
……
...
The mountains of Qiyun Peak are extremely high, extremely dangerous, and continuous. The gurgling stream carries the unique feeling of snow, cold and broken ice in Kunlun, and the high and vast sky is filled with stars. , looking far away, the sky is torn by flowing clouds and filled with dry and cold air.
The snow that does not melt all year round fills the mountain roads, making the already difficult mountain roads even harder and harder to walk. A cold crescent moon hangs on the towering snow top, reflecting the winding The winding valley reveals a tranquility that is isolated from the world.
"Ahem..." The young man in red who was leading the way was holding an antique lantern in his hand. The thin white palms exposed outside the big sleeves looked even brighter in the wind, snow and cold. The hair is pale and not as white as snow.
He is a mortal, and although he has immortal weapons and magic weapons to protect him, the snowy cold air in the Kunlun Mountains makes him unbearably cold.
He covered his lips with his sleeve and coughed twice unbearably. His face was pale and thin due to the cold, and a trace of blood appeared from the cough. The sound of the muffled cough in his throat was a bit low and strange.
Just as Grandma Wushan said, the cough, wind and cold that this mortal boy contracted in Kunlun Mountain seemed to be a bit troublesome.
The pace of mortals is not fast, and Balian is also very patient. He did not urge him to say anything more, and always followed him leisurely.
On the contrary, the young man in red, although he spoke very little along the way, would look back at Balian from time to time, seeing him reflected in the moonlight, his figure as tall and tall as a bamboo, walking on In the wind and snow, two long silver chains were trailing behind his shoulders, but they did not affect his walking posture at all.
Although nothing has been done, it gives people a quiet and calm temperament for no reason. The mist in the mountains makes the behavior quite pleasing to the eye, as if it is not disturbed by the wind, snow and cold at all.
The young man in red looked at Balian with a trace of inexplicable deep jealousy and envy.
Finally, he couldn't hold it back and broke the quiet atmosphere between the two, saying: "Brother, I wonder what it feels like for you to be that corpse demon?"
This question was asked so abruptly that it can even be said that a normal person would not ask such a strange question during polite exchanges.
But Bailian didn't seem to find it strange. He raised his eyes and glanced at him gently. The corners of his lips moved slightly, and a smile appeared on his face. He said: "I don't know the five tastes, and I am not afraid of the cold. Sometimes I find it very convenient, but sometimes it feels very troublesome.”
"I don't know the five tastes, and I'm not afraid of the cold?" The young man repeated these words carefully, his eyes a little blank, and then he sneered again, looking at Bai Lian sarcastically from the corner of his eye, and said: "Listen to you In this way, it is no different from a dead person.”
Balian nodded disapprovingly and said: "Corpse demon? You can't still be alive."
The young man in red walking on the cold and hard mountain road with thick ice and snow paused slightly. Turn half of your body, your expression There was a bit of confusion in it: "What does it feel like to die?"
"Death?" Balian climbed up the steps, and the face that was difficult to distinguish in the wind and snow seemed to be light. He chuckled lightly and said calmly: "The past is cleared, love and hate are cleared. , Death has no feeling."
The boy in red also smiled, but the smile on his face was cold, and he said casually: "Life is for one life, and one life is like dust, and one moment is like dust. That the strong wind blows and withers away is the "The feeling of death, right?"
Bailian walked through another line of ice stone steps and walked side by side with him. He glanced sideways at the young man in red. He was smelling of expensive warm fragrance. The thick wind, snow and cold night could not suppress the fragrance of his body.
Balian asked: "Brother is so young, why do you feel so emotional under this wind and snow?"
The young man in red turned his charming, almond-shaped eyes that were very feminine, and said lightly Said: "Life is like a journey in a distant place. The life span of a mortal is only a few dozen years, while the life of an immortal is as short as the world." But for thousands of years, Wushan has been my beloved. Although she loves me to the core, she and I cannot stay together like a normal couple in the secular world in the passing years. I sometimes think, if I can practice cultivation It would be great to live longer."
Bailian's mouth moved.
It is difficult to understand the troubles and melancholy of the young man in red.
The normal relationship between a man and a woman that he longed for... was actually not equal from the beginning, right?
It can be seen that Grandma Wushan is really capable of making all those young and handsome young men fall in love with her without relying on her appearance at all.
But she is too philanthropic. Although she treats these young people with great love, sometimes, Balian feels that her love contains some abnormal and abnormal emotions. , like treating a group of favorite little pets and playthings, and like collecting some unknown hobbies.
Bailian couldn't see through this emotion, but he also knew it was not pure.
And... the men around Grandma Wushan all seem to want to stay with her forever. Even though there are countless 'brothers' around her, they never compete for favor, and their consciousness is so high that it is unimaginable.
These young gentlemen look so squeamish and unruly, as if they don’t know the heights of the world.
But Balian could feel that beneath their unruly appearance, there was a restless soul hidden. When they take off this coat, they can only prove the meaning of their existence by being domineering and arrogant.
Being carefully cared for by a woman with an indescribable disparity in status, being a very beautifully taken care of rice insect, doing nothing all day long, just looking bright and vibrant Live to satisfy the master's little compassion and affection.
However, no matter how worldly and ordinary the soul is, there is still a strong rebellious spirit of being born as a man.
When he wants to spend his whole life with his master as husband and wife, he is no longer a qualified face-shou.
He was jealous of Bailian's immortality and jealous that even though his cultivation was sealed, his physical body was still far stronger than that of an ordinary person like him who couldn't practice.
I was jealous that he was walking in such a cold mountain peak with such frost and freezing ground, and his expression remained unchanged, not afraid of the severe cold.
And he is just a weak and incompetent mortal.
A single wind chill might even kill him.
The immortal's faint look can easily determine his life and death, and sentence him to reincarnation.
But in order to maintain that love, he still had to act like a cute and hateful young man who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and was so unruly that even an immortal would dare to contradict him.
Because Wushan likes them like this.
Although he is just a mortal, if he has been with the immortal for a long time, he will be entangled in mysterious causes and effects all day long. Although he cannot practice, he is not an ignorant mortal who does not know how to practice. Is he able to do it? Occasionally, I get a glimpse of my own cause and effect.
This is an extremely terrible thing.
He can see the cause and effect, and naturally when his mood occasionally stirs, he often sees specific traces of his own life's end.
He knew where his limit was, but he was puzzled by the fact that Wu Shan could easily save some of the brothers in the mountain who were dying and seriously injured.
But why are you unwilling to teach them how to practice to extend their lifespan and always let them be mortals?
He can accept serving her alone with many brothers for a period of time.
Because he knew that he loved her, and among the many feelings of love, at least one of her sincere feelings was given to him.
But if he dies, there will be countless young men who fall in her favor, day after day, year after year.
He was just an insignificant pebble in her long life.
He was afraid that in the end, he would not even be mentioned by name in her heart, and would be forgotten as if he had never appeared in her life.
'If you can practice...' naturally became his obsession and unsatisfied greed.
Of course, with such greed, he firmly believed that he was not the only one around Wushan who wanted to do this.
For a moment, he even had an idea.
Parian felt something, he stretched out a finger, inserted it into his lips, lifted his lips, revealing a row of neat teeth and the gap of the missing little fang.
"Don't look at me like that. Now that my bloodline cultivation level has been sealed, even my teeth have been stolen by some thief. Now, I don't have the ability to create blood descendants."
The boy in red clearly had this idea in mind, but In response to Bai Lian's rejection, he didn't see much disappointment on his face. He just shook his head and smiled, saying: "If you really have this ability, you can't just ask you to grant me a contract." . ”
The hierarchy of the corpse demon clan is very strict.
Blood descendants must not kill their own 'father' or 'mother'. Otherwise, retribution will come back to those affected by the cause and effect.
He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Wushan because of his own selfish thoughts.
The young man in red sighed, but the smile on his face was relieved: "I should just be a mortal. There are no regrets in this world or behind me. I just want to be happy. I just have to live my short mortal life and do the tasks my grandma has given me.”
“Mission?” Bai Lian showed a confused expression.
The expression of the young man in red suddenly became a little strange. He covered his lips and coughed violently. After coughing for a long time, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the sleeves of his red coat, and smiled mockingly. After a moment, he said: "This mountain is too high. I can't walk anymore."
Bailian raised his eyes and glanced at the peak he was about to reach, and said: "It will probably take a stick of incense to reach the peak, so it would be too much to give up. It’s a pity.”
The young man in red looked tired and impatient: "What a pity, the divine bird doesn't like my blood breath. It would be good for me to cut my wrist now and go to the mountain alone to attract the divine bird to remove its saliva. I don't know how to practice. , even if I go up the mountain with you, I can't do anything to the divine bird, so why waste your efforts to embarrass yourself."
Bailian laughed and said: "You have embarrassed yourself most of the time. We are on our way, and we still have such a small way to go?”
The young man’s face darkened and he said, “You are acting so perfunctorily, it seems that you will not be able to get the saliva of the divine bird today, that’s all. When I go back this time, I will tell my grandma honestly that she wants to make up her mind about the choice of the spiritual grass, and I will not waste time with you here."
Oh, you actually threatened people. Coming?
Listening to the tone, it seemed that he could not turn a blind eye to the little tiger's life if he was eaten to death.
After saying something, he pulled a sachet from his belt.
He pulled the sachet with all his strength, and a handful of clouds of smoke spread out, wrapping around his body.
When the smoke dissipated, the young man's frail body completely disappeared between the mountain roads, leaving only a wisp of cloud smoke floating between the peaks and cliffs, heaven and earth.
Bailian narrowed his eyes.
Is this... an escape technique?
He actually made such preparations.