Hu Si opened his mouth to say something, first swallowed a mouthful of blood, his face was like golden paper, and he seemed to be seriously ill.
Meng Xueli vaguely understood, and his face changed slightly.
Ji Xiao didn't answer.
His Dao Heart collapsed and reshaped, a hundred times stronger than ever. In the past, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face, but now the sky is falling apart and the universe is destroyed without changing his face.
He came here to stop Meng Xueli from killing Hu Si, and to stop Hu Si from offering sacrifices to the sky with Meng Xueli.
But when you kill someone repeatedly until they become numb, and you see him again, it's like looking at a grass by the side of the road and a tree by the side of the road.
At this time, if you are asked to kill the 10,000th time, you will be like chopping down a tree, and you will not feel any sense. He believed that Hu Si also knew this, and would never dare to force him again.
So Ji Xiao was calm: "Xueli, go home with me."
This absurdity should end. When many Dao methods are completed, the door to heaven will open automatically, and this kind of "shortcut" of the crooked way should never be used.
Ji Xiao raised his hand and threw away "the beginning of the sky is boundless", the long sword flew over the sea of fire, nailed to the center of the tea pavilion, three inches into the stone, separating Meng Xueli and Hu Si.
Wherever the sword passed, the sword track solidified, turning into a rainbow bridge, and resting at Meng Xueli's feet. Ji Xiao only had the strength to fight the sword in the air, and he didn't have the energy to break through the entire "melting furnace". Unless he killed the formation master Hu Si with one sword, the cloud formation would naturally dissipate.
Meng Xueli: "I ask you a question, and you answer me truthfully."
Ji Xiao: "... save you first."
"It's not this." Meng Xueli said, "When we were in the demon world, the last stage of the mirage of the Demon Suppression Tower, what did you see?"
At that time, Meng Xueli closed his eyes and was led by Ji Xiao all the way. Only Ji Xiao was tested by the thousand-year-old mirage.
Ji Xiao was silent for a moment, and answered truthfully: "The Gate of Heaven."
"I understand." Meng Xueli looked at Hu Si and smiled: "As expected of a senior brother. I am willing to admit defeat."
What is most important to Ji Xiao? He bet on the common people, Hu Si bet on the Gate of Heaven.
Unexpectedly, Meng Xueli's smile was not ironic or sad, but relieved.
Meng Xueli thought that after he and Ji Xiao became a real Taoist couple, Ji Xiao had a deep love for him. Accompany him to the demon world, pamper him without bottom line, say "you just have fun", and comfort him awkwardly when he is frustrated. All of these are Ji Xiao's changes, but these changes are limited to superficial behaviors. Once the ultimate truth and the mystery beyond the sky are touched, Ji Xiao is still the Sword Sovereign when he first met.
Hu Si's breath was empty, and he was exhausted from the battle just now: "Actually, if you and I met earlier, it might not have been possible for us to be friends, but it's a pity..."
Meng Xueli took the Mo Yuan and played with it like he held it in his hand: "So this is 'Han Jun Mingzhu's tears drooping, would you like to meet when you're not married'?"
Hu Si said helplessly: "You have only read the ancient books of the world for a few years, and you don't know much about it, so don't use poetry indiscriminately."
"I didn't use it indiscriminately, I deliberately took advantage of you." Meng Xueli said, "I feel relieved that you died so many times just now."
Hu Si was startled, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Meng Xueli looked at him quietly: "You have your reason, Ji Xiao has Ji Xiao's reason, you have to chase the stars and explore the unknown endlessly, I will never be as smart as you... I still care more about 'life' Two words."
He didn't know why he said these words, but when he blurted out the last sentence and declared it in the world, he felt a bright light suddenly shined into his heart, everything in front of him was different, and everything suddenly opened up.
Meng Xueli took out a thin volume from his arms and threw it to the sky. The pages of the book spread out and fluttered one after another, burning in the flames of the Tianhu Lake, turning into ashes in an instant, like a group of moths fighting a flame.
"This is my Dao Heart." Meng Xueli stood in the sky full of ashes and firelight, "It's not you, it's not Ji Xiao's, it's mine."
That was the second book Ji Xiao wrote for him - "The Heart of the Way".
He has found his own way and does not need anyone else to teach him how to stand. Too late.
Ji Xiao: "Xueli, let's go home and talk about it."
Meng Xueli smiled at him, holding the magic essence and jumping up.
Furnace lava, swirling sea of fire, and hot waves of heat blowing. In Meng Xueli, the power of the demon clan, the power of the human clan, and the power outside the sky flowed rapidly, poured into the cloud formation, and formed a cloud of fire that surged toward the sky.
"No!" Ji Xiao's pupils shrank slightly. Almost at the same moment, Chu Kong Wuya suddenly pulled up and turned into a streamer.
This is the fastest sword that he has practiced for two lifetimes.
Maybe it shouldn't be called a sword, he just completed one, extremely skilled movement.
The flames of Tianhu were extinguished, and the thunder and lightning stopped. Meng Xueli was bleeding all over, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the "magic essence" in his hand changed.
Hu Si laughed loudly. His chest was penetrated by the long sword, but no blood was spilled. His heart was as solid as a rock, and it was a pitch-black magic essence.
The vast black mist spurted out, instantly drowning his body. A golden light rushed out of the black fog, and the soul escaped from the body, and went straight to the sky with the majestic magic.
He actually gave up his physical body and wanted to fly into the sky with a powerful divine soul. Both are peerless geniuses, and they have practiced Taoism for more than 200 years. The strength of Hu Si's soul is comparable to that of Ji Xiao. Ji Xiao can travel thousands of miles at night, and be reborn after taking a house. Hu Si can also reach the outer world from Tianhu.
The sky is clear, the fire cloud opens the way, and the magic breath accompanies it.
Ji Xiao helped Meng Xueli and looked up at the higher sky.
The golden soul is about to reach the crack in the sky, and the edge of the outline is even illuminated by the silver light of the galaxy.
****
On the highest branch of the island in the South China Sea, Quexian said in surprise: "You really came down, did you hear me calling you!"
Hu Si laughed: "It's just an incarnation of a split soul."
"How? It's amazing."
"The little supernatural power of 'Separation from the Soul' is not worth mentioning."
At this time, Tianhu Lake is still burning not far away, the sea is shaking with waves, and Changchun Peak hovers in the air, casting a huge shadow, which is extremely deterrent.
And they sat on the treetops one by one, looking away quietly, like a pair of happy companions who gave up their escape on the eve of the end of the world.
Que Xianming swayed his legs: "Anyway, you still have time to come and find me. It seems that the matter is not too serious. You have already finished fighting, right?" He asked expectantly.
"Yeah." Hu Si didn't say yes or no, he just responded, "Don't lose your feathers anymore, it's ugly."
Que Xianming retorted: "No, my feathers are the most beautiful, and the new ones will be even more beautiful!"
"Yeah." Hu Si replied again.
Que Xianming smiled and said, "Then don't do bad things anymore, and I won't swear."
Hu Si's voice gradually weakened: "Well."
"You promised?" Que Xianming pointed to the sky, "Then when the door to the sky opens, I will fly up to the sky and pick a real star for you!"
"Well... it's too late. It's all about success."
Que Xianming didn't seem to hear it, so he said to himself: "Let's get along well, just like when we were young, play together all day..." Before he finished speaking, tears fell first, "Do you regret it?"
"To win with the sky, either have everything or nothing." Hu Si said, "try your best and don't regret it."
Que Xianming's eyes scattered innumerable spots of light, like a group of fireflies flying by, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
As soon as the branch lightened, he was the only demon left on the branch.
***
After the battle of Mingyue Lake, Ji Xiao said that it was still a little bit worse. Not only is it saying that "there is still a gap to open the Gate of Heaven", but also that the sword is "almost mean". Anything less than an inch is not "complete" enough.
At that time he used 10,000 swords, but only made one strike; today he uses one sword, but he has to strike 10,000 swords.
Who would have thought that the most complete and powerful sword in Jian Zun's life was the one used to kill his senior brother.
Hu Si's spirit was separated from the body, and he could not ascend. There is only one breath left, and there is still a trace of residual consciousness.
But there was no sadness on his face, and he even smiled: "Why are you crying, there's finally something, I've done better than you. I've killed me so many times, it's time to get used to it."
Ji Xiao's body trembled slightly and his eyes were cold. After hearing him say this, he knew that he was crying: "You have always been better than me."
Hu Si shook his head and looked at him quietly, with a very complicated expression: "If there is a next life, I will be a plant, a monster, and not your senior brother."
Ji Xiao: "Then you are my junior brother, and I will be my senior brother."
"Like that silly boy surnamed Yu? I don't do it." Hu Sifa's eyes were slack, "I'm going to see Master. I miss him very much."
Meng Xueli hugged Ji Xiao, who buried his head on his shoulder.
With a loud bang, the Tianhu Lake turned into millions of raindrops, and the rain fell to the world.
Da Jiao heard the earth-shattering noise and said in despair, "Isn't it over yet?"
Er Jiao: "Run quickly."
Only San Jiao rushed forward: "Brother Yu, be careful!"
He jumped and tried to wrap Yu Qishu. When he looked back, he saw that the two brothers had disappeared. He wondered what you were running for, didn't you mean to protect Brother Yu
The gale subsided, the sea returned to calm, and the clouds dispersed.
The crack in the sky widened, like a huge mouth opening, and the golden light contained enormous power, illuminating the world.
"The door opened, only two moments away, he didn't have time." Ji Xiao said, "Let's go."
He raised his head, picked up the injured Meng Xueli, and drove away with no regrets.
The golden light couldn't catch up with him.
San Jiao stood in front of Yu Qishu and was illuminated by the golden light. It only felt that it was bathed in the spring breeze and flew up in the air. It shed its scales, grew new scales, and became stronger, like mountains rising and falling in clouds.
The door to the sky opened, and the child ascended by the dragon, as complete as Ji Xiao's last sword.
Yu Qishu patted San Jiao's head, sadly: "We won't go, let's go."
San Jiao had turned into a half-dragon, and obediently turned around and carried him away.
***
The battle ended with a swift torrential rain. After the rain, there would be no Tianhu or Tianhu realm in the world.
The world didn't know too many details about this battle, but only said that "Jianzun fights with the realm master, and the power rushes through the door to the sky."
Later, people found that the threshold of that door was too high, and at least it needed a saint to try it. It has nothing to do with them for the time being, and it is still useful to practice down-to-earth.
After the war, Changchun Peak’s master and apprentice disappeared for a while. This period of time is not too long, about half a year.
Some people say that Meng Xueli went back to govern the demon world; some people say that Ji Xiao has already soared; some people say that one day, on a clear starry night, he saw Yu Qishu flying on a dragon with his own eyes.
There are different opinions, but Yongxue Academy has not been disbanded. The students voluntarily stayed for self-study, and I believe the teacher will come back.
Half a year later, when Changchun Peak returned to Hanshan, Yu Qishu was the first to come back to take care of the viewing platform and plant peach trees. Then Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli returned to Yongxue Academy and continued their classes.
The scale of the college is expanding year by year, branches are blooming everywhere, and outstanding young disciples are mushrooming and growing rapidly.
There is nothing new in the world, there are still old dynasties falling and new kingdoms rising everywhere.
People gradually forget that there was once a lake over the South China Sea.
Ten years later, Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli disappeared, and only legends remained. Yu Qishu succeeded as the dean of the academy, and there is still no creature in the Three Realms near the Gate of Heaven.
The brilliance of the door gradually dimmed, just like after the great power ascended in ancient times, because no one has ascended for a long time, the gap gradually closed.
The world is ups and downs, and ordinary people forget the cracks in the sky, only the persistent monks cry out a pity.
Some people say that Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli may have perished; others say that they have seen Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli play the same game as a mortal.
Twenty years later, in late spring and early summer. One night, the Changchun Peak was so brilliant that even Hanshan, Hanmen City, and even the Northern Continent seemed to fall into daylight.
Two figures volleyed into the sky, their swords came out of the cold mountain, and the door to the sky reopened.
-Finish-
The author has something to say: After writing, it is so cool. Next, revise the text to catch insects and write a special extra.
In fact, when I started this article, I wanted to write a short story. As a result, everyone saw it, the longest one since I wrote the article, covering my face.
Fanwai will have it, and the online game version will also have it.
Thank you all for being here.
The first one should be the extras of Jing Di and his friends, and then Lao Qian and Xiao Yu. Lao Qian is a more open-minded person. He has his own understanding of Meng Diao, Ji Xiao, and Hu Si, and he writes about it. Also very interesting, then the mirages, the sparrows...