Three hundred spring and autumn, many changes in the world.
For example, the immortal gate of Shangqing fell, Lu Yao's character was too weak to afford a home, and the Shangqing was half-dead under his rule, coupled with Yin Wuhui's fall, the 3,000 disciples of the fairy gate of Shangqing were exhausted. Elder Qianyang supported it so hard that the Ten Thousand Years Immortal Sect would not be destroyed.
And Chu Binghuan inherited the position of Yuntian Shuijing's head, and pushed Yuntian Shuijing to the first place in Xianmen.
What's more, there were twenty-six monks in the Xianmen who massacred the drunken building back then. After going through the vicissitudes of life, some of them died, some remained mediocre, and some inherited their family business and returned to their hometowns to farm, such as Miao Sheng The sword cultivator of , did not worry about food and clothing, and had a very good life when he was young.
Xunxian asked, not as beautiful as a beautiful wife and concubine.
Crude tea and light rice are not as good as good wine and good meat.
It was not a bad decision to leave the teacher's door and go home to enjoy the blessings.
On this day, Miao Sheng was indulging in the gentle village. After being intimate for a while, he looked at the pale concubine under him with some displeasure: "What's wrong with you, it's like a piece of wood, and it's not the first time you've served me."
"Master, the cheap concubine, the cheap concubine is afraid."
Miao Sheng puzzled: "What are you afraid of?"
"Didn't you hear that, the family at Xijiekou was robbed. All five people died, and there were no dogs or cats left."
Miao Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and panicked for no reason: "Is it... Zhang Shan's son?"
"Well, I remember that Master and Zhang Shan knew each other. When Master was still practicing Taoism, you two were brothers. Zhang Shan died of illness last year, and this year his son..."
"It's their bad luck that they were robbed. What are you afraid of?"
The concubine trembled and said, "The neighbors in the street say they are robbers, but the concubine doesn't look like it! He, they have their hearts dug out and their guts are rotten, especially scary! The point is, the point is the shadow wall in his house. It's written in blood on the wall."
Miao Sheng's face changed greatly: "What did you write?"
The concubine burst into tears: "The father's debt is repaid by the son."
Miao Sheng's expression changed when he heard it, and he fell off the bed: "Shut up! Shut up! It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, what kind of father's debt is paid by the son, it's ridiculous!"
"Father..."
Miao Sheng knelt down on the bed, grabbed his concubine's thin shoulders and asked fiercely, "He's back, is he back? Impossible, impossible! He clearly lost his soul! It's been hundreds of years, how could he still be alive!"
The concubine was terrified: "Master, the concubine doesn't know."
"He came back for revenge, right? He hollowed out his internal organs, cut away the golden core, and dissipated his soul. That was the work of the magic cultivator, right? He didn't die, did he? He was fake death when he was in Shangqingtai, and he cheated death! He can't take revenge. Zhang Shan, he will take revenge on Zhang Shan's descendants!"
Suddenly, the candle in the house suddenly went out!
It was pitch black in front of him, and Miao Sheng's soul trembled three times. At the same time, he heard a "pu chi" sound, like the sound of a knife piercing into flesh and blood, and then he felt sticky on his face and wet on his body. Yes, there is a smell of rust.
Miao Sheng reached out and touched his face, put it under his nose and smelled it.
is blood!
Miao Shenghan's hair stood on end, and quickly jumped out of bed to get the sword on the table: "Who is it, come out!"
After getting used to the dim light, Miao Sheng turned back to look at the bed subconsciously, and the bed was splashed with dark red blood.
"Ah!!!" Miao Sheng shouted in horror, rushing out the door, he just opened the door, and two corpses fell under his feet one after another.
One is the sweet wife he is marrying, and the other is the second wife he deeply loves.
Miao Sheng screamed in surprise, and there were corpses lying all over the yard, all of them were his concubine, his servants, his servants, and his favorite pug.
Blood trickled down the cracks of the stone bricks, and the whole house was terribly quiet. The beautiful woman was lying on the corpse of an oriole, and the stump of a mouse was placed under the corridor. It was nailed to the wall insanely for people to admire.
"Come out, come out!!" Miao Sheng went crazy and waved his sharp sword without any rules, "Hua Che, is it you! I know it's you, come out for me! You kill me all over the place, you are not as good as a beast. thing!!"
"Not as good as beasts?"
The sudden sound made Miao Sheng's legs soften in fright. He turned around stiffly, turned back, and fell to the ground on the spot, with hot urine flowing out from between his legs.
On the roof, stood a man.
He is slender and slender, like a chili orchid jade bamboo, wearing a red shirt that is like fire and blood, with black hair flying like splashing ink, and his gorgeous and arrogant phoenix eyes revealing the light of the raging evil.
His body exudes an indescribably fierce black aura, standing in the moonlight, Miao Sheng sees his pale face, which is different from ordinary people, and shouts in disbelief, "Flower clear sky!?"
Hua Che stretched out his footsteps and jumped gently, like a piece of floating feathers, unbelievably light: "Back then, you guys were blood-washed and drunk, and now I'm killing your whole family, isn't it fair? You say that I'm not as good as a beast, and your Excellencies are also each other, right? "
Miao Sheng shouted: "They, they are all mortals who are powerless, you are just crazy!"
"Could it be that a drunk man can tie a chicken with his hands?" Hua Che's tone was unbelievably calm, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was not the one who brutally destroyed the house, he just happened to pass by.
"One hundred and thirty-eight mouths, two dogs, three cats, one parrot, and ten rabbits, all of which are yours!" Hua Che's face showed a hint of arrogance, "I'm just doing it for my own sake. The way, but also the body of the people."
"Zhang Shan also said, I think it makes sense to pay the father's debt to the son! Yin Wuhui killed the five thousand disciples of Shangqing Xianmen, and I knelt all the way from the bottom of Kunlun Mountain to plead guilty, and I paid for my life. What about Zhang Shan? Joining forces to slaughter Zuimanlou, what can he say about his blood debt?"
Hua Che smiled and said, "Fortunately, he died before I came out, so I had no choice but to seek revenge for his descendants, and pay for it."
Miao Sheng: "You, you..."
There was evil in Hua Che's eyes: "But I won't let Zhang Shan just forget about it, dig graves and whip corpses, I'll go tomorrow."
Hua Che suddenly stretched out his hand, which was a skeleton hand that had not yet been repaired, and pinched Miao Sheng's neck fiercely.
Miao Sheng was stunned, and was pulled up by a strong force, his legs kicked in the air, his eyes protruding: "Ghost, ghost repair..."
Hua Che said with a sinister smile: "The son of the devil, he is born evil. You think I can cultivate the devil's way, and I will kill innocent people with a bloodthirsty nature. Well, then I will do what you want!"
Twenty-six people, twenty-six families.
Those who live in the world will be annihilated, without exception.
Those who did not survive, dig their graves and whip their corpses, summon their remnants with tricks, and be bitten by a group of ghosts.
After the fight, everyone in the world knew that Hua Che was ruthless and ruthless, and he would slaughter people if he disagreed.
Just mentioning the taboo of his name makes his face change and he runs away.
The days of being a ghost cultivator were not good, not to mention the slaughter in the underworld. When he first came to the world, his three-hundred-year cultivation base almost collapsed because of things like "unacceptable to the soil and water".
Later, there were countless large and small thunder tribulations.
The Dao of Heaven can accommodate humans and livestock, but it cannot accommodate ghosts, especially those who walk around the world as ghosts.
When Hua Che has completely repaired his flesh and blood, he will no longer be a ghost, but has changed from a ghost to a human being, and is reborn into Nirvana.
Then, he chose the magic way of course.
After 300 years of cultivating the way of ghosts, now it is really satisfying to practice the same root and the same source of magic, not to mention that after 300 years of cultivation, his ability is increasing day by day.
…
"Master, Father..."
Hua Che, who had a high fever, suddenly started to speak. Chu Binghuan hurried over to check, but saw that he hadn't woken up, but was just babbling in a nightmare.
"What?" Hua Che's voice was too low for Chu Binghuan to hear.
Hua Che trembled all over, muttering vaguely: "Master..."
"Master?" Chu Binghuan was stunned, "Are you looking for Master?"
Hua Che: "Murder, father..."
Chu Binghuan's heart trembled: "Hua Che."
"Kill..." Hua Che spit out incomprehensible words intermittently. He seemed to have dreamed of something terrifying. He stretched out the quilt and unconsciously grabbed something.
Seeing this, Chu Binghuan handed over and let Hua Che hug her tightly: "Mother..."
Hua Che was hot all over. Even though Chu Binghuan wiped him and filled him with medicine, it still didn't work. No matter how good medicine was, the patient's condition was required. A weak body like Hua Che had an unusual ability to absorb medicine. People are slow.
Seeing him shivering, Chu Binghuan pulled the quilt from the bed to cover him, and wrapped three quilts in one breath, Hua Che barely shivered so much.
Chu Binghuan did not want to recall the events of his previous life.
Back then, in the third Ten Thousand Sects Martial Arts Tournament that he participated in together with Hua Che, he was tragically eliminated in the first round of clearing the illusion, and was seriously injured by the backlash from the illusion.
Returning to Yuntian Shuijing for recuperation, it was five years in a flash.
During this period, he heard that Hua Che was kidnapped by Demon Venerable. He ignored the objections of Chu Changfeng and Mei Cailian and tried to break into the Fen Qing Palace alone to save people.
As a result, Chu Changfeng set a ban and cast a spell, causing him to fall asleep. Regarding what happened to Hua Che, Yuntian Shuijing immediately removed the relationship. Under the leadership of Mei Cailian, he resolutely denied the marriage contract, and also stated his position that he was willing to share the same hatred with the various sects of immortality and jointly crusade against the son of the devil.
When he woke up and mentioned Hua Che again, he was shocked to find that he had been in a coma for five years, and the world had changed.
Since then, Hua Che has deceived his teachers and killed his ancestors, defected and left the country, and even murdered 5,000 disciples of the Shangqing Dynasty. He was finally captured by a hundred schools of thought. The undead who died tragically.
The above are all follow-ups that Chu Binghuan learned according to historical records.
Is Hua Che dead
Is Hua Che really as heinous as the history books say
In the following years, he visited Kyushu and searched all over the world, trying to find Hua Che's remnant soul, or the stray remnants of knowledge, although this possibility was very small.
He learned the truth that was covered up again and again by the Xianmen families - it turned out that Zuimanlou was destroyed by the family, not that the world said that their family moved.
After that, she never saw Granny Jiang again.
For Granny Jiang, for Zuimanlou, the entire Xiuxian world never mentioned anything, as if they had made an appointment.
According to Chu Binghuan's understanding of Hua Che, he is a tenacious and unyielding person who would rather be broken than tiles. How could he cooperate obediently and climb Kunlun Mountain with his knees? How can you be humiliated willingly? After being arrested at Shangqingtai, how could he accept the ancient formation's capital punishment so easily
There are too many doubts.
The mysterious disappearance of Granny Jiang made Chu Binghuan even more convinced that there was something else in the matter.
He vaguely guessed whether it was Shangqing Xianmen who caught Granny Jiang, and Hua Che was trying to save people, so...
A hundred years later, Hua Che returned mysteriously.
Killing butchers, rivers of blood.
Later, news came out from the demon world that Hua Che killed his father. He killed Yin Wugui, unified the scattered tribes, and took the position of Demon Venerable.
Chu Binghuan imagined a hundred ways to meet, but he did not expect Hua Che to come directly to Yuntian Shuijing, go directly to the bamboo building where he lived, and meet and talk alone.
Three hundred years later, countless days and nights, countless pains, joys and sorrows, seeing this person again, Chu Binghuan's first thought was actually...
He is thin.
Chu Binghuan thought about it for a long time in his mind. He thought about how to say the first sentence after 300 years, and finally Hua Che spoke first: "I don't need to contain snow, you don't need to use it either. Burning Soul, let's fight for life and death with our swords!"
The wind listens to the snow, the rain and the breeze.
The two supreme swordsmanships collided with each other, and the entire Yuntianshuijing trembled.
The corners of Hua Che's lips were slightly raised, and the evil charm was madly: "Jun Miao, eliminate the devil and guard the road, avenge them!"
Hua Che threw away the saber that was protecting his life and walked directly towards him without any hesitation, and rammed the Tingquan Sword with his flesh and blood.
If Chu Binghuan had not instinctively retracted the sword, Hua Che would have pierced his heart and died.
"You..." Chu Binghuan stared at him in horror. Although Hua Che used to be very ill-fated and liked to joke and play pranks, this time it was true, Hua Che wanted to die by his sword!
Hua Che's reaction was not much worse than Chu Binghuan's, he was stunned for a while before saying: "Father is dead, mother is dead, mother-in-law is dead, master and friends are gone, I thought I would never be in this world. No nostalgia…”
"Really," Hua Che lowered his phoenix eyes, his expression bitter, but a happy smile overflowed his lips: "You can't bear to let me die, do you?" Chu Binghuan: "Hua Che."
"I have one more thought in this filthy and desperate world." Hua Che's smile became more and more delighted, he picked up his saber and grabbed Chu Binghuan's wrist, "In that case, follow me to Fen Qing Palace. !"
Of course he would refuse, and then he was "calculated" by Hua Che.
A fake kidnapping, a fake seal of cultivation, and a fake forced confinement.
In the end, Hua Che is still...
-Sorry, I have delayed your life.
No, maybe he, Chu Binghuan, delayed Hua Che for the rest of his life.
If Hua Che fell in love with someone else, maybe he would be happier and more comfortable.
Unexpectedly, there is a miracle in this world, he is reborn.
What's even more amazing is that Hua Che has also been reborn.
Chu Binghuan looked down at him and gently stroked Hua Che's sweaty temples.
Hua Che seemed to feel itchy, he hugged Chu Binghuan's arm with love, and rubbed his face against his warm palm.
- If you were there, would you believe me
Chu Binghuan leaned down slightly and placed a light kiss on Hua Che's eyebrows.
"letter."
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