The rain moistened the ground bit by bit, and he walked forward, making a pit with every step.
Although it was drizzling that night, the moon was still vaguely visible behind the clouds.
A layer of dim blood light shone on the edge of the turbid yellow moon, filling the quiet long night with a sense of eeriness and horror.
It was like the night he was born, and also like the night he left the village. The wild beasts in the forest were raging, and the wolves were howling, extremely mournful. The young man who came down from the mountain was holding a sword, and blood was flowing on the blade - the driver.
Qin Qianhuan said: "Go kill people. Let the blood stir up your devilish nature. The Heavenly Dao has returned your memory. The time has come for you to awaken."
Ji Wuyou was stunned, stopped, looked back, and his eyes were like a knife tearing through the long night.
He looked at Qin Qianhuan and said stiffly: "... Tian Dao, who is it?"
The rain flowed across his pale face, and a circle of purple and black began to form in the young man's eyes.
Qin Qianhuan turned the relic on his fingertips and smiled: "Haven't you always been curious about her identity?"
Ji Wuyou gritted his teeth. When he formed an alliance with the Queen Mother of the West, one of the conditions was that she should tell him who the woman in the white light was.
However, in the battle among the gods at Xuanyun Peak, the mad Queen Mother of the West even wanted to kill him. This matter was left unresolved, and he even developed fear and disgust towards them from the bottom of his heart.
Taking in his expression, Qin Qianhuan tilted his head and said with a smile, "Now I'm telling you, that person is Tiandao, and you are the son of Tiandao, a true child of destiny. How about it, are you satisfied?"
Ji Wuyou took a step back as if he had been punched by something, and muttered like a lost soul: "I am truly a child of destiny?!"
He leaned back and bumped into a tree, holding the trunk with his fingers. In the rain, he gave a weird and crazy smile: "A child of destiny—what kind of child of destiny am I—what kind of child of destiny am I!"
He was born into a dark family like a street rat, and thus suffered from inferiority and cowardice all his life.
Qin Qianhuan felt that Ji Wuyou was still somewhat interesting, the kind that made people want to laugh and was hard to guess.
They are afraid of her, terrified of her, and unwilling to approach her, but they also take her help for granted.
Because she represented evil, they had been verbally abusing her and physically rejecting her. But when she talked about the way the demons practiced, they calmed down and listened to everything, and even planned to do the same.
Oh, even if you do that you still have to pretend to struggle.
If you are clearly bent on doing evil, why can't you get rid of the appearance of justice
Also, did he think that she was sent to him by God, so she should be his slave and maid without complaint
Didn't the Queen Mother of the West teach him a lesson? One of them is the goddess of the Three Mountains, and the other is the Buddha of the Nine Heavens. Pride is written into their blood, how can they understand submission
But Qin Qianhuan still believed that he was different from that arrogant and crazy woman.
When she was on earth, she was bad-tempered and spoiled, but also casual, and would not kill people for the slightest insult.
She usually doesn't need a reason when she wants to kill people, just like she wanted to save people back then. Just like now, she wants to help the demon clan destroy the ladder to heaven.
Qin Qianhuan said: "But you are a child of destiny."
"What is good and what is evil? If you really understand the mind of the Heavenly Dao, perhaps you won't be so disgusted with what you are doing now."
Qin Qianhuan curled her red lips and hung the relic back on her wrist. The fire between her eyebrows made by the rain more realistic.
She said softly: "Ji Wuyou, have you ever thought about why the Heavenly Dao chose you, a descendant of the Heavenly Demon, as an envoy."
Ji Wuyou was stumped by her question. He lowered his head, the rain running down his hair and onto his cheeks, but in his heart he had expectations that he was unwilling to admit... Why
Qin Qianhuan said: "Have you ever thought that when you kill people, you may be saving the common people of the world - you should know that the common people include thousands of lives, not just people."
Ji Wuyou was stunned, his voice was erratic: "... What?"
Qin Qianhuan's smile deepened: "You want a reason to absolve yourself of guilt, and you want to keep your kindness, innocence and justice. Then okay, I'll give you this reason."
Qin Qianhuan stared into his eyes and spoke.
"Everyone in the cultivation world has been practicing and using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which has always been against the will of heaven. If they are not stopped, one day, the spiritual energy will dissipate and they will wither away forever. No one in this world can escape death."
"Monks are born evil. Heaven created you to deal with them. Therefore, you have never been evil."
These were Tiandao's mumblings at the time, and she found them ridiculous.
However, Qin Qianhuan was not surprised to see Ji Wuyou's expression stiffen for a few seconds, and then he began to struggle in pain. Sure enough, only a fool would believe what a madman said.
She sneered in her heart, but still said slowly: "Also, in fact, everything should not be like this. You are the son of heaven, and you should have attracted the attention of the cultivation world since you were born. It's a pity that you lost your sword."
"The ancient sword of creation, the sword of death. It should have been in your heart, giving you peerless talent and rare spiritual roots. But all of this was taken away by another person. He stole the sword that belonged to you, the sword that the heaven and earth gave you."
Ji Wuyou raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with black and purple energy.
It was foggy and rainy.
Qin Qianhuan said: "It's your good master, Pei Yuzhi."
For Ji Wuyou, this moment was like the world collapsing and his soul being shattered.
Qin Qianhuan spoke venomous words in a sweet tone.
"It is said that when Pei Yuzhi was born, his talent shocked everyone. Everyone was shocked. The head of Yunxiao went directly to the Pei family and accepted him as his disciple. He was extremely talented and famous - but this is how you should be treated."
"His glory is all given by Zhu Jian."
"So you should be the one worshipped in the sky, you should be the one admired by everyone, and everything you see him have should be yours."
The last straw.
Boom! A bolt of lightning split the sky in the west.
“Ahhhh!”
Ji Wuyou held his head in pain and yelled, half squatting on the ground, his eyes, which had turned dark purple, were now filled with scarlet blood. "It should have been mine! It should have been mine! It should have been mine!"
“Ahhhh!”
All his envy and admiration seemed so ridiculous at this moment—
When the clouds greeted Huifeng Peak and the evening rain fell, the young man in white who was the focus of everyone's attention on the high platform was shattered in an instant.
Ji Wuyou's eyes were bloodshot, he picked up the sword and stumbled to his feet.
Qin Qianhuan lowered his head and smiled silently, Ji Wuyou, he is really playing crazy and stupid thoroughly.
If he paid a little attention, he would find out that what she said was wrong. Pei Yuzhi got the sword in Jingtianyuan, but he discarded everything and thought about everything in the most extreme way. He was looking for a reason for his transformation into a demon.
Just like what she saw in his memory, he was in Zhonglian Village, trying to escape alone and kill others. But he stubbornly didn't think he was wrong, and stubbornly comforted himself that if he didn't care about himself, he would be punished by heaven and earth, and he just wanted to live.
Qin Qianhuan wanted to bend down and tell him that there was no need to work so hard. Saying "become stronger at all costs" was more truthful than these reasons, and no one would laugh at him.
But she decided to tell him another truth: "Besides, if you don't wake up, your people will probably die."
Taoist Tianya left Jingtianyuan and returned to Yunxiao. Ten years ago, Pei Yuzhi's acceptance of a disciple and his public display of love were known to the world. On the way back, Taoist Tianya kept thinking about what his disciple would be like.
As soon as I stepped onto the Tianqian Peak, I felt with my spiritual sense that the huge Tianqian Peak was deserted.
Taoist Tianya frowned, his mind moved slightly, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, he rode on a cloud and arrived at the main hall.
In addition to observing all parts of Yunxiao, the mirror in the main hall can also track the whereabouts of disciples. Especially his disciples from Tianqian Peak, the old man pointed his finger and a burst of blue light passed.
Inside the mirror, there first appeared a dark sky with thunder and lightning and dark clouds, a mountain with branches growing everywhere, and a road flowing with blood.
Tianya Taoist's pupils shrank.
He saw his disciple, whom he had never met before, holding a sword, wrapped in a straw raincoat, and walking into a village with a murderous look on his face.
The old man's white hair fluttered in the wind, his robe fluttered in the wind, his eyebrows were gloomy, and his heart was cold.
The first thing he did after returning to Yunxiao was not to meet with the masters of the 108 peaks, but to move instantly to an extremely remote village in Aixi on Canghua Continent.
Walking outside, it wasn't raining on Tianqian Peak, but the clouds were thick with dark clouds, indicating that a storm was about to come.
A boat floats on the sea of afterlife.
Pei Jing was restless while sitting on the boat, always wanting to reach his hand into the water to fish something out. But he was disappointed. The Sea of Rebirth was a dead sea with nothing underneath. The water was so deep blue that not even a reflection could be seen.
Pei Jing said: "This place is really poor. I wanted to give you something."
Chu Junyu said calmly: "The Nine Netherworld is right below. Can you catch a demon and let me kill him?"
Pei Jing: "... ...It seems to make sense."
The Blood Spider Mother had long been fed up with this pair of damned short-sleeved men and sneered: "It's already this time and you're still thinking about such trivial matters. Aren't you afraid of dying here and becoming a pair of desperate mandarin ducks?" The middle-aged young man who killed his wife to prove his faith also looked at them with mockery and disdain.
Pei Jing looked at her and said, "You are allowed to be bitter and hateful, but I am not allowed to have some fun?"
Blood Spider Mother: "Hehehehe."
Pei Jing pointed behind her and said, "Don't laugh, mother-in-law. Look what's behind you."
The Blood Spider Mother turned pale and looked back, and everyone looked up at the same time. The water flow suddenly became turbulent, as if a whirlpool had formed below, and behind the Blood Spider Mother and right in front of them, a black fog suddenly appeared, covering the horizon. It was extremely dark and heavy, like an ancient and ferocious beast. It made people feel depressed at the first sight.
"The water is sinking!"
The whirlpool under the boat was growing bigger and more violent. They were right in the middle, sinking along with the eye of the whirlpool.
If outsiders want to enter the inner city, they can only go through the Soul Chasing Palace and from the Soul Refining Building to the Sea of Rebirth. So where are they going now? Go directly to the Nine Netherworld? - Is the Heavenly Demon Clan so confident in the Soul Chasing Palace? Aren't they afraid of encountering people like him and Chu Junyu
The author has something to say: I finally made it through this month of full attendance.
Starting from May, you can take leave as needed (??)
I'm going home tomorrow, and I have four days off for May Day. I will finish it before the 9th (because I will apply for the completion list, it's mandatory!!! But I... ... I've already failed to score countless times, cough)
If the updates are not stable from May onwards, just wait and see on the 9th. (Heart)
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