Chang Ming looked at him, and he also looked at Chang Ming.
Looking at each other, Chang Ming saw madness and extremeness in the eyes of the other party.
Only there is no calm in the old days.
"Do you remember my name?" he asked Yun Weisi.
With a slight movement of his fingers, the flesh and blood flowed down from the fingers, sticky and fishy, but Yun Weisi didn't care.
"Do you think I have amnesia?" Yun Weisi smiled slightly, "I'm sober now, Master."
"I remember everything from childhood to adulthood, including how I was hunted down by my enemies, fled all the way to the Jade Emperor Temple, beg you to accept my disciples, and knelt for a long time in the wind and rain. I remember all these."
The memory is even clearer than before. He even remembers the pattern on the bluestone slab on which he was kneeling at that time, and the leaves after the rain washed down in front of him, and his mood is like that leaf, rootless and without source, I don't know what happened today, what will happen tomorrow, the family and country are far away from him, only the view of the Jade Emperor in front of him is infinitely enlarged, which is his only remaining support.
If the spectator refused to accept him at that time, he could only shed blood on the spot and become one of the thousands of dead souls in the past and present. Even if the thrilling experience in his own eyes was magnified to the whole world, it was so insignificant.
"I still remember that one winter solstice night, I went to the kitchen and made dumplings by myself and brought them to you. You said that the Jade Emperor used to drink mutton soup during the winter solstice, but he still ate that plate of dumplings while eating them. I disliked my poor wrapping, some of the skins were broken, and the meat filling fell out, staining the bowl of soup."
He looked at Chang Ming, his eyes did not hide the killing, but he was extremely awake.
The heart in his chest is still beating fiercely, and he has never forgotten all the memories, but he just doesn't want to hold back himself.
Like now, the smoothness of blood and flesh on his fingertips makes him enjoy. Yun Weisi has no interest in pure heart and few desires and meditation, and his only obsession is infinitely magnified. He is bound to get this person in front of him. Quit the fire in my heart.
Otherwise, the fire will intensify and it will only burn him to the ground.
"I remember." Chang Ming said slowly.
"Not only dumplings, but you also made mutton soup the next year, but your cooking skills were mediocre. The mutton was too tough to chew, and it didn't smell fishy. I drank it with my nose."
Chang Ming tried to use a relaxed tone to recall some old warmth, but he was disappointed, Yun Weisi seemed to be listening to the past of others, his eyes were bloody, and couldn't be separated. Distracted, he was dragged into the turbulent sea of blood.
"As soon as Zhou Ke's body is destroyed, his soul is still there, and there is still a ray of life. Do you want to deprive him of that?"
Yun Weisi looked indifferent: "Zhou Ke can kill too much. In the past, when refining the furnace, he didn't kill people like numbness, like a demon. He ended up today, but he was paying for the sins in front of him. Daoists talk about cause and effect. , every drink and every peck, there is a predestination, this is what you told me before, but now you are very tolerant to him."
Chang Ming said: "He sinned deeply, and he has been tortured to death. Even if he can save his remnant soul, he needs to be carefully nurtured until he has a chance to survive. There is no difference between killing or not killing. I don't want you to get your hands dirty. Given his cause and effect, is this reason enough?"
Yun Weisi stared at him for a moment, thoughtful, and after a while, he smiled coldly.
"Zhou Ke's body and soul, and your own life, you choose one."
Chang Ming was injured, and his injuries were not minor.
This is what he killed all the way after breaking into Wanlian Buddha Land just now. It is not fatal, but his cultivation base has already reached a bottleneck. With the addition of old injuries and various superpositions, he has reached the limit of the load, and he is in danger. Shaky, at this time only one hand can push him into the abyss.
He didn't know if Yun Weisi saw it.
While the two were talking, it was also a game.
Take the heart as chess and figure out the opponent.
After entering the devil, Yun Weisi has become another person.
"What if I don't want to choose?" he asked rhetorically.
Yun Weisi's eyes darkened, and a huge wave burst into the sky, and the hand that had just broken his heart suddenly stretched out towards him.
A thousand miles in one step, the moment is in front of you!
Chang Ming retreated abruptly, his body fluttering backward as if nothing, as if he had been prepared, and just avoided the opponent's attack.
But Yun Weisi was unrelenting, and his body jumped up, and the black robe was like a wing covering the sky, completely blocking Changming's sight.
Black flames churned in the lotus pond, and the fireworks rolled towards the feet of the two from time to time, trying to take advantage of the emptiness to enter.
After Chang Ming discovered that Yun Weisi was enchanted, his shooting style also changed a lot.
In the past, all changes were inseparable from its sect. The influence of the law and sword art was always within the scope of Taoism. The spring sword came and went, and it was inseparable from the shadow track of the previous study in the Jade Emperor Temple, but now it is completely different. .
He didn't even summon the Chunchao sword, he made his move as he wanted, and the demonic energy around him seemed to sense the master's intention, turned into a hideous grimace and opened his mouth to bite at Changming. Qi was incompatible with Changming's spiritual power, and it was so aggressive that it was so greedy that it almost swallowed him in one bite.
Chang Ming waved his sleeves, his spiritual power surged away, blocking the demonic energy.
"Sword come."
The Four Fei Swords roared in response, and the sword light was dazzling, like a giant wave traveling through the sky, glittering and shining, and it was impossible to look directly at it.
In his early years, he carried the Sifei Sword all over the world. Now that he has returned from the calamity, the meaning of the sword has reached a higher level. He has already reached the point where he can communicate with the Sifei Sword without the need for the sword. A huge fan slammed open, penetrated the demonic energy, and shot at the opponent.
The sword energy is awe-inspiring, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring, this time, there is no room left.
"You want to kill me?" Yun Weisi asked.
He didn't open his mouth to speak, this sentence was conveyed through consciousness.
Silence is better than sound, Chang Ming only felt that the other party's voice was like a drum, slamming into his sea of consciousness!
He reluctantly swallowed the stinky smell in his throat, seeing Yun Weisi already reaching out and grabbing it, Changming's figure suddenly disappeared in place.
Yun Weisi sneered and turned around abruptly!
Jiufang Changming was indeed behind him!
It's just a replay of the puppet technique!
The demonic energy sensed the master's anger, exploded with a bang, and rushed over with a shrill whistling.
Since he would rather die with Zhou Ke's spirit, then die!
Yun Weisi thought coldly.
He indifferently watched the demonic energy break through the opponent's barrier, and he was about to burrow into the seven orifices, tearing his body apart, and suddenly a trace of vigilance rose from his heart!
Yun Weisi couldn't say where the vigilance came from, and he didn't know why it appeared. It was just an instinctive reaction of his body that had been accustomed to danger for a long time, telling him that huge danger was coming.
Could this trace of danger come from Jiufang Changming
He subconsciously restrained the demonic energy, but it was too late. Some demonic energy that was casted too fast rushed directly into the opponent's chest, and Jiufang Changming flew back directly!
At the same time, a huge coercion appeared from above!
Yun Weisi raised his head, but only had time to see the golden light, and vaguely a bergamot hand descended from the sky, pressing down!
Under such coercion, the demonic energy seemed to be born against each other, but it was quickly crushed into powder.
Bai Guang inserted in, blocking between Yun Weisi and Jin Guang!
At the critical moment, Jiufang Changming actually turned back, pushed Yun Weisi away, and fought against the golden light with his body!
The sword light was swallowed by the inch.
When the Sifei Sword, which had given most of its spiritual power to Yun Weisi before, was finally unable to resist, the sword fell into the lotus pond with a loud bang!
Along with the sword, there is also the figure of Jiufang Changming.