I vaguely remember the elegant young man who listened to the rain in the singing hall in the past; I vaguely remember the scholar who was full of vigor and ambition in the past; I vaguely remember the traveler who had a sword in his heart and was down and out on the road in the past…
The corners of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have never changed at all, yet they seemed to be stained with the color of frost and dust.
Being too self-sustainingly calm, being too calm to the extreme, is that kind of madness that never fades.
Xie Buchen was standing here, but his heart was full of tenderness and murderous intent!
Even someone as knowledgeable as Hong Die, who had even comprehended the great demon of the Three Thousand Gravel Worlds, could not help but gasp at his extremes and contradictions!
The more you love, the more you kill!
What an incredible sentence!
But if you think about it carefully...
Surprisingly, it fits perfectly.
In the past, he could kill his wife with a sword, but today he draws his sword and vows to kill his beloved. How normal is that
only…
Red Butterfly stared at him, the mockery in her eyes suddenly reaching its peak: "Killing with love, killing the one you love, every step you take is like walking barefoot in a battle of swords, isn't it painful? Killing the heartless with affection, do you think she is still the weak woman who trusted you wholeheartedly in the past?"
The Jianchou of the past was Xie Jianchou, his wife who had shared the joys and sorrows with him.
Today's Jianchou is Yashan Jianchou, who is the number one among the countless new generation cultivators in the entire Central Region and one of the few in the entire Nineteen Continents who can be compared with him. In terms of heart and character, he is better than them!
No more complete trust, no more defenselessness, no more waiting to be slaughtered!
Instead, they just drew their swords!
The ant that was not crushed to death by accident became a giant just like himself in the blink of an eye...
What a terrible thing!
As Hongdie thought about this, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
For Yashan Jianchou, this was a road soaked in blood, also soaked in the blood of her children... Perhaps she never wanted to set foot on this road.
Xie Buchen seemed to be thinking too.
But there is no need to think about it.
He knew exactly what Hongdie could think of, and it was even extremely clear to him as he walked along the way.
only…
So what
Xie Buchen stood indifferently under the wind and rain corridor, looking at the misty lake, looking at the green lights that extended to the end of the corridor, and then slowly turned around.
He did not answer Hongdie's question, but just walked away!
Standing behind him, at the starting point of the corridor, Hongdie only felt that people's hearts were complicated, human nature was complicated, and there was even a hint of unwillingness.
It was the first time that someone responded to her questioning so naturally and indifferently.
At that moment, Hongdie couldn't help herself and said, "Dao? Your Dao is to love one person and kill one person?!"
The footsteps suddenly stopped.
Xie Buchen's back was elegant and upright, but he laughed: "Do you think there is another person?"
"… "
What's the meaning
When Hongdie heard such a meaningless sentence, she was unable to react for a moment and just looked at his back.
Xie Buchen sighed softly, which seemed to be infinitely gentle, yet also infinitely cold: "Except for her, I have no other flaws..."
How could he fall in love with anyone else except her
There was only her before, and there can't be a second person today.
There is only one person in this life.
She was the only flaw in his nearly perfect "Tao".
one-
If you don't die, it will be difficult to eliminate the flaws.
Even if you have a heartless soul, how can you resist the love that has been planted in the past and is reborn today
He gently gazed at the green lamp that was right in front of him, slowly reached out his hand, casually hooked the curled wick, and lifted it out of the lamp oil.
The white and slender fingers were stained with a little black ash and had a bit of the smell of fireworks from the wick.
The Tao is ruthless and killing is the only way to achieve it.
Xie Buchen's fingers slowly left, and the green lamp ignited on its own.
A chessboard suddenly appeared in front of him, clean and tidy, with not a single piece placed.
"The Red Butterfly Fairy has three thousand worlds. You, who are standing in this windy and rainy corridor, are just one of her incarnations, right?"
***
"Hey, you're so smart, I don't know what to do..."
In the sea of flowers all over the mountains, Hongdie leaned lazily on a Wei Zi peony tree, but it seemed as if it had no weight at all and did not bend any branches at all.
The handsome man is among the flowers, and he is more beautiful than the flowers. He just quietly gazes at the red butterfly, as if he feels that the beautiful butterfly and the famous peony flower in front of him really complement each other and are extremely pleasing to the eyes.
Hearing the goblin start to praise her hypocritically, Ruhua gently and slowly closed the fan.
"Do your other incarnations also embarrass others in this way?"
"No, I'm only making things difficult for you." Hongdie shook her finger.
In an instant, the always graceful expression of the young man turned a little ugly.
When Hongdie saw this, she couldn't help laughing. Even her slender waist, which was so thin that it could be held in one hand, trembled slightly, and her curves were breathtaking.
She has extremely gorgeous eyes and an extremely charming look, but there is an almost pure temptation between her eyebrows.
After a while, she paused and sighed softly: "It's not impossible to let you go. It's quite simple..."
"oh?"
What is this woman up to
The handsome boy was convinced that the other party was of the same kind as himself, and he was very familiar with the expression of someone who was about to cheat someone.
He became alert.
Hongdie smiled charmingly, stretched out her voice, and said lightly: "Take off your clothes, and I will let you pass..."
***
"You you you you you you..."
Zuo Liu was so frightened that he almost jumped three feet high.
He pointed at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, and could hardly believe his eyes.
Isn’t this the butterfly demon they saw while they were wandering around
Why are you here again
In the vast void of white mist, there is no impurities or colors.
Only the row of green lights, extending from the near distance to the depths filled with white mist, were not lit.
Hongdie swayed her waist and slowly approached Zuo Liu. She walked around him and commented, "Your talent is not bad, but this experience is too simple."
There was no place to dig at all.
To put it simply, Zuo Liu's life is about "how a gangster beats up a genius, kicks a second-generation cultivator, hooks up with Jianchou, and quickly becomes a reserve disciple of Yashan."
The most painful thing is to struggle at the bottom of society, but this person is so heartless and doesn't take it seriously.
As for cultivating the Tao, his heart is very sincere and focused, and he is a good seedling of talent...
Unfortunately...
Its approach is flawed.
As she watched, Hongdie gently shook her head and said, "Just go and light the lamp."
"ah?"
Zuo Liu felt creepy when he saw her walking around him. Now she asked him to light the lamp
Who knows what lies ahead
After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly shook his head frantically, hugged the jade scroll tightly in his arms, and retreated backwards.
"No no no no I'm not going!"
"… "
At that moment, the corner of Hongdie's mouth twitched.
Seeing Zuo Liu retreating further and further, she stretched out her hand and grabbed him by the collar and walked towards Qingdeng, sneering: "Others can't go even if they want to, but you? You have to go even if you don't want to! Go and experience the ordeal!"
***
"The calamity of the mortal world..."
A low voice, with a harsh and obscure tone.
It was a forest of swords and knives made up of eighteen kinds of weapons, extending from the ground to the sky.
There is only a single-plank bridge built in the void, crossing the forest. The bridge is very narrow, but there is a green lamp every few feet.
Xiahou She stood at the end of the single-plank bridge and felt a sense of familiarity.
This is the bridge he passed over on the dark river, the bridge of love and the bridge of cruelty.
The difference is that there were two at that time, but now there is only one.
Also standing by the bridge was the butterfly demon in red.
She stood seductively not far from him, looking at him with eyes that were full of pity and even love.
A person who believes that no one in the world can match him and can be his friend.
The most likely thing for this kind of people to encounter is disaster.
Hongdie only said softly: "I have seen many strange people and things in this world. You are just one of them. Go."
***
"Thank you, fairy."
Lu Xiangleng was a little surprised, but still bowed in greeting.
She didn't expect that the other party appeared here but she didn't encounter any difficulties.
Hongdie and she stood together on a smooth road leading to the sky.
There seemed to be names constantly emerging on the entire road surface, one after another, densely packed, making up the entire bridge.
He said nothing, just stared at Lu Xiangleng.
Red Butterfly's gaze was very strange, interwoven with a hint of appreciation and admiration, as if looking at the moon through the clouds, unclear, but there indeed.
"You are a person of merit. You don't need to thank me. Thank yourself instead."
Merit
Lu Xiangleng didn't quite understand what Hongdie said, but the moment she frowned slightly, she seemed to understand something.
"Do you understand?"
Hongdie asked her with a smile.
Lu Xiang thought for a moment, then smiled, with a wise light flashing in her eyes: "I shouldn't think about it. Anything that is done with heart in the world cannot be called merit. Fairy, this is really embarrassing for me..."
"Hahaha... Smart, really smart!"
Hongdie wanted to tell her why she could light the lamp without any difficulty.
Once the secret is revealed, no one knows how things will turn out.
Lu Xiangleng, who had good deeds, may have deviated from his original path because of her witty words.
As she herself said, "Anything done intentionally in the world cannot be called merit." If you do it intentionally, it will be counterproductive.
Lu Xiangleng knew that Hongdie had no ill will towards her and it was just a little joke.
But in just a few words, she suddenly had an epiphany: "Heaven and earth are one, and human beings are born in heaven and earth. There is no distinction between high and low, noble and humble, good and evil. What I learn is only to save people. This is good, but it is better. What I do is not changed by external things."
Merit...
In fact, Hongdie didn't understand where merit came from.
Some people spend their entire lives saving lives and healing the wounded, but they cannot accumulate any merit at all. However, Lu Xiangleng is different.
Now, after hearing her words, she had an indescribable vague premonition in her heart.
Lu Xiangleng's thoughts are different from those of ordinary people.
In her eyes, everyone seems to be the same...
From a certain perspective, it seems ridiculous, but what if you look at it from the perspective of heaven and earth
A sense of absurdity suddenly arises.
Hongdie didn't know what she was thinking. She shook her head casually and waved her sleeves: "You light a lamp and go on your own. I won't accompany you anymore."
After saying that, he turned and left.
***
Jianchou was staring at Hongdie.
Hongdie also looked at her: "Three parts of the Heavenly Soul, one part of the Life Soul, and three parts of the Heroic Soul."
"… "
The secret of her missing three souls and seven spirits was easily discovered by others, and she was an "incomplete person".
There was a long silence, no one spoke.
Jianchou's grip on the deer-cutting knife became tighter and tighter.
"You have a body of Tianxu, and you are invincible below the level of Out-of-Body... Everyone thinks you are a genius..."
Unfortunately, no one knows at what price this was achieved.
Hongdie, who was standing in front of Jianchou, did not say anything, but another identical voice appeared on the mountain path.
Jianchou frowned immediately and looked sideways.
A gorgeous red shadow suddenly appeared in the middle of the mountain path and walked downwards.
Just as Jianchou looked over, four more identical figures quickly appeared further behind.
The same red skirt flutters in the wind, the same silver pattern flows faintly, the same face, but with different expressions...
Six red butterflies suddenly appeared on the entire mountain path!
One red butterfly walked towards another red butterfly, and then they merged into one easily, and this cycle repeated...
In the blink of an eye, the red butterfly standing in front of Jianchou did not move and still looked at her. The last red butterfly that appeared just smiled at Jianchou and then walked into "her" body.
In the blink of an eye, there was only this person left in front of Jianchou.
It might be an extremely psychedelic feeling. After that self entered her body, Hongdie let out a comfortable sigh, then stretched and yawned lazily.
"Everyone else is getting ready to go in."
Other people.
Six incarnations.
Just right.
Jianchou vaguely understood something, and he just looked up at Hongdie and said, "My master once said that there are less than two people in the world who can see through the defects of my three souls and seven spirits. Even if he is Kunwu Hengxu Zhenren, he can't see it without the help of the Zhoutian Xingchen Plate that penetrates the sky and penetrates the earth."
"Two hands, huh..."
Hongdie muttered something, as if she was counting who they were in her mind.
She muttered, "I can see through your soul because you are in my three thousand feet of mortal world. If I were to use my own cultivation, I would not be able to do it, so what your master said is true. However, sooner or later I will be able to cultivate to that level..."
But I don't have the confidence to say this.
Jianchou couldn't help but laugh a little: "Red Butterfly Fairy can already see other people's souls. Whether she has really reached that level or not, what does it matter?"
"You don't mind these things." Hongdie also smiled, but changed the subject, "But since your master has informed you of the situation, you should know that your soul is defective, and you will definitely die in the Tribulation of the Heart. The Red Dust Thousand-foot Lamp has a similar effect to the Tribulation of the Heart, targeting the soul for life and death. If you want to go, I can't guarantee that you can survive and get the Master's Notes."
"I don't have to get it, as long as he can't get it."
Although Jianchou had heard of the so-called "Nine-Bend River Map" a long time ago, she never paid much attention to it. Firstly, it was too far away, and secondly, she was not at that level yet. Even Master Buyu had spent so many years comprehending the River Map. Why should she, who had only started practicing Taoism for a few years, have so many thoughts on it
But…
Thank you Buchen for wanting it.
In this case, how could she let it go
"Now you are a monk. In the long years, the past is just a blink of an eye."
Hongdie's voice suddenly became a little ethereal.
"Even so, can't you let it go?"
"I have long since cut ties with my past self, but even though I have let go and the hatred is gone, the vengeance is still there."
Jianchou suddenly recalled the gathering in the past. In that illusion, she swung her axe, creating a huge chasm, isolating her past self on the other side of the cliff.
She looked at herself with eyes that seemed confused, helpless, and relieved...
There was a slight gleam in his eyes, but there was a peaceful smile on his face. The corners of his eyes and brows softened, and even his voice had a warm taste.
But when the words came out, they were so decisive and cold.
"I can let go at any time, but I will never forgive."
no way.
What a firm word!
Hongdie could clearly feel her heart—
The love I once had, the hatred I once had, the disappointment and despair I once had...
It was the sound of uncontrollable crying in the hut at the edge of the village;
It is the three thousand strands of troubles that were undone in front of the bronze mirror on the dressing table;
It was a farewell bow to the past in the walled courtyard.
From then on, I crossed the thirteen islands of the Immortal Road, entered the nineteen continents, entered Yashan, and climbed the Yirentai...
So, with a soft sigh, Hongdie discovered that she really liked the female cultivator in front of her.
"I have good news or bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"
"Isn't there only one?"
Jianchou felt a little helpless.
She only knew that this Red Butterfly Fairy was just standing there, chatting with her, and she had even said before that the other few people had gone in.
If someone else who lost his temper was standing here, he would have been hit on the head with a hammer.
"You are right. I have only one piece of news..."
Hongdie was not upset even though her simple word game was seen through.
She spoke slowly, with a sense of leisure: "Your ex-husband, who cut off all ties with you, has fallen in love with you again..."
"… "
Just as Hongdie expected, Jianchou didn't say anything the moment he heard these words.
Her charming eyes were fixed on her, looking at her carefully, as if to observe every change in her expression.
The deer-cutting knife flickered slightly according to her thoughts.
Jianchou was even stunned for a long while, she almost doubted whether she had heard it wrongly: ex-husband? Xie Buchen? Falling in love again
ha.
She thought she was being laughed at.
I killed you with my own hands, how can I fall in love again today
Jianchou couldn't help laughing, it was the kind of laughter that he couldn't control, as if he had heard something extremely absurd and it was ridiculed to the extreme.
She seems...
Don't believe her
Hongdie had an indescribable expression on her face, a complex mixture of pity, admiration, and sighs. She calmly said to Jianchou, "I didn't lie to you. At least at this moment, he still loves you."
"Really?"
Jianchou stopped laughing and did not comment.
She slowly raised her hand, and in her palm was a dark sword.
The Human Emperor Sword.
Anyone holding a sword must have royal aura.
This is Xie Buchen's sword, but today it is in her hands.
Although it is not the sword that was hung on the wall in the past...
But it's enough.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her sword, walked to the green lamp, and lit it with a flick of her finger.
A chessboard with longitude and latitude appeared in the void above the mountain road.
Jianchou stared at the chessboard, but his eyes seemed to have experienced all kinds of changes and were as calm as the deep sea.
Bits of memories of the past suddenly came flooding back to her, bringing a strange smile to her face.
A strange smile.
What a familiar look!
Hongdie looked at her, but couldn't help but gasp: what she saw on the wind and rain corridor a moment ago was exactly the same as it was now!
Such a deep and cold pair of eyes, yet they looked at the chessboard almost tenderly.
Holding the Human Emperor Sword, feeling the uneven pattern, Jianchou gently rubbed it, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with a gentleness hidden in the years, like old wine.
But...
There is a slight smell of blood in this wine.
"Does he still like me?" She smiled softly, sighed softly, and said coldly, "That's great..."