Without any hesitation, he pointed out his hand, and a sword energy swept over.
The "Chang Ming" of the blue-faced fangs was instantly shattered, his body fell apart, and cracks began to appear in the picture in front of him.
Yunhai was expressionless.
He knew that his inner demons had grown like weeds, and he could no longer suppress them.
In the long years when Jiuzhongyuan was alone, there was always a nameless fire burning in his heart. He didn’t know where it started, and he didn’t know where it was going. It couldn’t be eliminated, shoveled, or destroyed. , and then grow over the mountains and plains, both lush and barren.
This "Changming" with green face and fangs in front of him is the best portrayal.
Holding a bamboo slip and reading a book, it is the Jiufang Changming in the past.
At that time, the years were quiet, and all the turbulence had not yet occurred. Although his past was cold, there was also a little warmth in it.
Jiufang Changming, who turned around with a ferocious face and caught people off guard, is his current demon.
He went deep into Jiuzhongyuan back then and fought with demons and beasts. The demonic energy entered his body, and as time went on, he gradually couldn't hold back. That's why Yun Weisi, who cultivated the ruthless Tao, split into the sea of clouds that acted recklessly.
Which ones were originally thoughts and which ones were influenced by demonic energy, he might not even be able to tell them apart.
Before the picture was completely broken, a voice came from a distance, and it instantly rang in my ears.
Deafening and screaming, like a lion's roar.
"Don't be distracted!"
Like a twilight drum and a morning bell, it crashed into his sea of consciousness.
Is the master.
Yun Hai was originally unwilling to be called Master.
Because the first time he saw Jiufang Changming was at the seaside of Jiuzhongyuan. At that time, Jiufang Changming was very sick, and he was hurt and poisoned. Yunhai only knew that he wanted to kill him, but he did not know why, and he had no memory of this person. Not to mention a trace of nostalgia, if Jiufang Changming hadn't aroused his interest, the other party would have long been one of the bones.
But then-
When did it change
Yunhai himself doesn't remember either.
Perhaps it was because of his experience with Jiufang Changming that he gradually recognized that this man was once his qualification as a master.
Maybe Yun Weisi remembered the past slowly, and his memories with Yun Weisi gradually merged, bringing in and empathizing with the past.
As if he used to be Yun Weisi.
This sound of Master, from ridicule to unknowingly, if there is something.
Yunhai's mood slowly calmed down.
Chang Ming closed his eyes tightly, fine sweat oozing out from the tip of his nose.
He didn't expect that healing Yunhai would trigger his own cultivation, which would be a bottleneck.
For the sake of quick success, he chose a heart formula called Zhiyu Nianyue.
This heart formula can quickly improve one's cultivation in a short period of time. The only drawback is that when the eighth level is practiced, there will be fatal flaws.
Those who practice the jade nianyue would rather stop at the eighth level, because that is enough for them to become a master, but it is far from enough for Changming.
At that time, it was just to have the strength of self-protection faster, but now it has become a stumbling block ahead.
He originally planned to find a solution after solving Zhou Ke's matter, but now, in order to suppress the demonic energy in Yun Hai, this difficulty will be triggered in advance.
The Four Fei Swords have abundant spiritual power, but no matter how abundant it is, he cannot ask for anything.
Yunhai sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, opened his spiritual veins, and allowed Changming to absorb the spiritual power of the Four Fei Swords and transform it into him.
He woke up from a long dream, and was forcibly pulled into the vast snow-capped mountain road.
This is not a dream, but Changming's sea of consciousness.
His own primordial spirit accidentally broke into the other party's sea of consciousness.
And the person standing not far in front of him is not the body of Jiufang Changming, but the Yuanshen of Jiufang Changming.
It's a mysterious experience.
Yunhai knows that he exists in the form of Yuanshen, and he also knows that he is in the sea of consciousness of the other party.
But the other party was completely unaware of his invasion.
Is this the past of Jiufang Changming, or is it an illusion derived from the memory of the other party
What will you see for yourself
The sea of clouds is full of interest.
The snowstorm kept falling and getting bigger and bigger.
For the primordial spirit, there is no sense of ignorance, no cold and hot, but the sea of clouds can feel the piercing frost.
Familiar here.
The sea of clouds looked into the distance.
The outlines of the mountains were blurred in the wind and snow, and the nearby roads were submerged under the thick layer of snow. This is almost a feature of most snow-capped mountains in the world. The sea of clouds could not identify where it was for a while.
Some familiar, but still can not remember.
Jiufang Changming has been standing on the cliff for a long time, and he has not changed his posture. He has been looking at the snow-covered mountain road under the cliff.
At first Yunhai thought he was practicing asceticism, but later found out that he was not.
The other party seems to be waiting.
Who are you waiting for
One moment, two moments.
Here time stands still and becomes eternal.
Yun Hai was a little impatient and couldn't help reaching out to grab the man's robe sleeves.
"Don't wait."
The hand passed through the sleeve of the robe, the voice also fell into the void, and the other party did not respond.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind and snow finally stopped, and the sight was still white, but the vision was finally much better than before.
Yunhai stood beside the Primordial Spirit of Jiufang Changming, staring at the road that he had not looked away from, and then turned to look behind them, the familiar feeling became more and more familiar.
This is…
The only way to enter Wanshen Mountain!
Looking at Jiufang Changming, dressed in plain clothes, hunting and dancing in the wind, his figure is like a towering mountain, which cannot be shaken.
The eyes are full of ice and snow, arrogant and desolate.
At this time, he was still a little different from the future.
After all, Jiufang Changming at that time had not experienced major setbacks yet. He was very talented. Even if he came from a small school, he was always on top of the others. In front of him, no matter what kind of careful thinking, in front of this number one person in the world, he must be respectful and courteous and avoid three points.
But in the desolation, there is a bit of decisiveness.
The other party finally took a step towards the road into the mountain.
Before turning around, he took one last look, looking at the vast white behind him, his eyes full of frost.
And Yunhai finally came to a realization.
He's going to an appointment.
Go to Wanshen Mountain to make an appointment and become one of the holders of the Liuhe Candle Sky Array.
At that time, Jiufang Changming had already discovered all kinds of strange things. He chose to use his body as chess in order to go deep into the tiger's den to find out the truth.
He prided himself on his strength, and he did not expect that the one who greeted him would almost die on the spot, and in the end, his soul was severely damaged and his cultivation was lost.
But he was doing something dangerous, and he had already had vague and ominous expectations.
Before leaving, he was waiting for someone.
Waiting for someone who will never come.
He knew that the other party would not appear, but he still waited for a long time until the last moment.
The person who was waiting was Yun Weisi.
Yun Hai felt a dull pain in his heart, as if he was smashed by an invisible object, smashing him into pieces, and knocking out another consciousness.
A faint figure appeared in front of the sea of clouds.
Yun Weisi, who was born exactly the same as him, was looking at him.
If it weren't for the invasion of the sea of consciousness that happened by fate, Yunhai would not know, and Yun Weisi would never know.
Yun Weisi and Yun Hai looked at each other.
Yunhai knows that deep down in his heart, he has been burying grievances.
He is Yun Weisi's resentment.
In order to pursue the clues of Jiufang Changming's disappearance in Wanshenshan, and in order to correct the name of Jiufang Changming, he stayed in Wanshenshan without hesitation. It is difficult to seek the Tao, and the cultivation is an inch.
Yun Weisi has not been unswerving from beginning to end. He also had doubts and unwillingness to Jiufang Changming under the torture of demonic energy. He suspected that the other party had set up conspiracy and deceit to avoid him and suspended animation, but he was not willing to live in Jiuzhongyuan was wasting away day after day, with no clues.
Over time, resentment gradually dominates consciousness, and is repelled by the body that cultivates the ruthless Tao, which naturally leads to the sea of clouds.
Suddenly, Yunhai understood where the paranoia in his bones and the idea of killing Jiufang Changming came from.
It was the unwillingness of the past.
And Yun Weisi is his past.
Originally wanted to abandon all memories and start all over again, but never thought about it, and finally chose to come back because I was reluctant.
"I put it down." Yun Hai said.
"I have lost too much in the past, and I don't want to waste it any more. He has me in his heart, and that's enough. No matter if this kind of love is between master and apprentice, or a Taoist couple, or it has already surpassed these two. As long as I can spend every day in the future with him, I have nothing else to ask for."
Yun Weisi didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
"Have you put it down?" Yunhai said again.
Yun Weisi still didn't speak, but hummed.
Yunhai smiled.
He gave up completely.
Let go of all the entanglements and unwillingness entangled in the past, just in the glance of Jiufang Changming when he turned around.
The other party looked into the void of the snowy mountains, but also into the spiritual consciousness in his heart.
He reconciled with himself.
…
Xu Jingxian and Xie Chunxi fought all night.
From the dark moon to the dawn of the sky, Xu Jingxian directly beat Xie Chunxi to internal injuries and vomited blood, and fled in the desert, still dissatisfied with his hatred.
She wanted to secretly find an opportunity to kill people directly. Anyway, this should be the style of the witch.
Cut down to kill, cut grass and root.
However, Xu Jingxian also knew that Chang Ming and Song Nanyan had some relationship, and Xie Chunxi was now a cultivator of the Luo Kingdom. If she died in her hands, it would not look good, so she was not busy chasing and killing Zhangjiao Xie, but came back to follow him first. Chang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, intending to get a death-free gold medal before starting.
As a result, just as he was about to push the door and enter, he was stopped by the formation.
Xu Jingxian snorted.
She recognized the formation under Changming, but the golden inscriptions in front of her were looming in the air, and some of them disappeared. Obviously, the effect of the formation was weak and was about to be worn out and shattered. Dangerous to life.
But before she started with Xie Chunxi last night, wasn't the other party still fine
Shouldn't something go wrong
Xu Jingxian didn't want something to happen to Changming. Although she had cultivated the real grass, she made great progress in her cultivation, but she was walking in the rivers and lakes, just because she didn't have a blood sect to rely on now, she was still not confident enough. With big thick legs, you have the opportunity to live more nourished.
With her thoughts turning, she pinched a tactic with one hand and threw a silk velvet with the other, easily breaking the formation, stepped inside, ran to the yard where Changming was, reached out and pushed open the closed door.