We only take the real person's blood to commemorate all the souls who were unjustly killed by the real person!
Zhenren Hengxu was already seriously injured, and forcibly activating the Evil-Slaying Seal almost exhausted his remaining mental and physical strength. Then, he was interrupted by Jianchou and dealt another heavy blow, and was already at the end of his rope.
His vision was blurry and his ears were buzzing.
But he heard Jianchou's words clearly.
Thinking back to more than eighty years ago, when he first arrived at the isolated island in the human world, looking for Xie Buchen, he saw from a distance in his spiritual consciousness that this female cultivator was just an ordinary woman, waiting for her lover to return from the county school. Suddenly, she was hit by the sword, and she didn't react for a long time. She fell to the ground, still in a daze.
When he asked Xie Buchen to bury him, he did hesitate.
But at that moment, his unwillingness to accept his fate overcame his rationality...
If she had not been buried in the Feng Shui cave, even if Fu Dao noticed his arrival, he would not be able to gather souls against the will of heaven to bring Jianchou back to life, and she would not have become the eldest sister of Yashan. And Qu Zhengfeng, who had long held a grudge against Kunwu, would naturally not have left Yashan and caused today's disaster step by step!
But what was wrong with him
In these vast 19 continents, when has it not been a world of the jungle?!
Standing with his hand on the edge of the Great Zhoutian Star Array, Zhenren Hengxu would never forget how he felt on that day when he used this array to deduce the secrets of heaven.
It's like being struck by lightning!
He didn't understand what evil Kunwu had done to deserve such a catastrophe; and he didn't understand what evil he had done to deserve being replaced by someone else!
Now, the sorrow of being a mere mortal has become the only cause and effect he did not expect, and the only coincidence he did not calculate. It is as if there is a hand of destiny in the dark, fiddling with him and playing with him!
And he no longer had the power to resist.
The blood on the Taoist robe dragged on the ground, leaving a shocking trail.
Zhenren Hengxu's figure swayed a few times, staggered two steps, and then stopped. His chest shook as he laughed out loud: "You should thank me for what you have today!"
Thanks
If suffering can be considered a kind of experience, then it is indeed something we should be thankful for.
Jianchou replied calmly: "Then Master Xie has schemed so hard that he has harmed others and himself. Not only has he lost all conscience, he has also dug his own grave."
She was originally a mortal and should not have any talent for cultivation.
But Xie Buchen killed his wife one day and buried her in a Feng Shui dragon's cave, causing her soul to be devoured by spirits. As a result, she unexpectedly had the body of Tianxu. Except for the hardships in her cultivation and the difficulty in overcoming the tribulation of her conscience, the first half of her journey could be said to be smooth sailing.
For many people, the success in the first half is enough.
In life, those who succeed after failing countless times are a minority after all. There are many people in the world who fail more and more after failing many times. On the contrary, those who succeed from the beginning are more likely to succeed all the way. Even if there are some setbacks in the middle, they cannot destroy their beliefs.
How you start is really important.
And her best beginning came from this deepest disaster. Without Master Hengxu, there would be no Jianchou today.
But so what
This is not how the world works.
"First, he killed thousands of cultivators in Yashan for his own selfish desires. Then, he instigated Xie Buchen to kill me to prove his Dao in order to avert the great calamity of Kunwu. Later, he turned his kindness into enmity and attacked me in battle, letting the god Shao Ji go. He severely injured my old friend Chao Sheng and killed my old acquaintance Kun Peng!"
Every word is so heavy.
The severe pain on Jianchou's shoulder blade had not yet completely subsided, so she was unable to hide the sadness in her eyes when she said these words!
All the monks around were stunned.
They all knew how powerful the Evil-Slaying Seal that Zhenren Hengxu had activated on the battlefield was. After all, it was a force that was not tolerated in this world. They had also seen the shadow of wings dangling from the sky that suddenly appeared in the sky before leaving the Extreme Domain, and they had a bad feeling at that time.
But hearing it with my own ears, I still felt a sinking feeling in my heart.
After all, although Fu Chaosheng was a demon and Kunpeng followed him, the two of them had not done anything unforgivable to the cultivators. Even the demons could temporarily put aside their hatred in the battle between the Yin and Yang realms. It was really incomprehensible that Zhenren Hengxu turned against them at the critical moment.
This also made them stand firm.
Not knowing whether to step forward to stop Jianchou or just stand there and watch, they looked at each other in hesitation for a moment.
Jianchou stood in front of the hall, his hand on the sword, a red mark on his forehead, and he continued calmly, "Blood debts must be paid with blood. Even if you are eloquent and try to evade responsibility, your actions are indicative of your Daoist heart. Yashan and Kunwu have been friends for thousands of years. Jianchou is a Yashan disciple and regards you as an elder, so he dare not act without authorization. But please preserve the old friendship between the two sects, understand the difficulties of the many righteous cultivators present, and commit suicide to apologize! Just consider it as a way to save face for Kunwu."
Everyone felt a chill down their spine when they heard this.
Even though they didn't know much about Jianchou, they could tell just by listening to her words that although her words seemed polite, she actually didn't leave any room for Master Hengxu at all, nor did she have any intention of forgiving him at all.
The implication was that if he did not commit suicide, she would not even leave Kunwu with the last bit of dignity.
However, when Master Hengxu heard this, he burst into laughter, as if he had heard something absurd, and asked loudly, "Apologize, what crime have I committed?!"
Above the sea of clouds are the elite monks from the entire Nineteen Continents.
Under the sea of clouds is the Kunwu disciple who will never wake up again!
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze moved from Jianchou to the surroundings, falling on the faces with different expressions. Not only did he feel a little regretful, but he also felt a bit of speechless madness!
He is laughing, a mocking laugh!
"I have been practicing for more than a thousand years. Although my talent is not extremely high, I am the best in the sect! Shen Jiuhan is just a gift from heaven. His talent is slightly higher, but he is arrogant, brave but not wise, and a fool! With his help, he got the Xuanyuan Sword..."
"If Kunwu is really ruled by this idiot, I'm afraid it will become desolate within three hundred years!"
"I just made Master see his incompetence, and then I took the seat of the First Lord. His achievements over the past hundreds of years are obvious to all!"
"What crime have I committed?"
"Eleven generations ago, during the battle between the Yin and Yang worlds, it is true that our Kunwu encountered an ambush along the way. Although we were not able to arrive in time, the culprit who killed the thousand cultivators of Yashan was actually Jiyu! Even if Kunwu was unable to rush to the rescue, the internal strife of the Buddhist sect in the Northern Territory could not escape responsibility!"
"Not a single drop of Yashan's blood is stained on my hands!"
"What crime have I committed?"
"Even if I had calculated the sky and received the instructions of Kunwu's catastrophe, I would still rush to the Nineteen Continents, personally accept Xie Buchen as my disciple, and teach him everything I know! Even if I instigated him to kill you, I also left you a glimmer of hope!"
"Besides, what if I really kill you?"
"The life of one person, the lives of thousands of people, if it were the other monks present at this time and place, you can ask them - what choice would they make!"
"What crime have I committed?!"
The originally sonorous voice had become hoarse by the end, and the fierce eyes swept across everyone's face like a slow torture.
There was silence all around.
For a moment, no one dared to look at him directly, let alone answer his stern question.
Zhenren Hengxu laughed happily, raised his sleeve and pointed a finger at Fudaoshanren who had not spoken for a long time!
Jianchou frowned and looked at him.
Zhenren Hengxu's voice was already tinged with sarcasm, and he only said to her: "Calculation? I, Hengxu, claim to be able to fight against the heavens, but after all the calculations, how can I compare to your master? Do you really think that Fudao is a kind person, and that he accepted you as his disciple just to accumulate virtue and do good deeds?!"
At that moment, Fudaoshanren felt that the last bit of light in his heart had gone out, leaving only a bit of cold ash, which spread over the wound that was getting deeper day by day.
He looked back at Master Hengxu with his clear eyes.
She just looked at his almost insane posture without saying a word.
Zhenren Hengxu's voice became more and more excited, as if he wanted to vent all the hatred in his life. He stared at Fudaoshanren, unwilling to give in. "If you, Fudao, didn't have a plan, how could you quietly go to that mountain village after I left and accept her as your disciple? Not only that, you also used a joke to make her the only 'senior sister' in your Yashan! You just knew that my Kunwu's crime was not so serious, but you had no place to put the hatred in your heart, so all this happened later. Do you dare to say that everything you did, one by one, was not directed at me, Kunwu, and me, Hengxu?! Now that Kunwu has ended up with the same fate as your Yashan, you, Fudao, should be satisfied?! I am not the only one who has made all the plans..."
The scheme is complete...
Fudaoshanren never thought that these four words could be applied to himself.
If he had planned everything, Yashan would not have suffered the disaster eleven generations ago.
If he had planned everything, Kunwu would never have lived in peace for hundreds of years.
If he had planned everything, how could he have survived to this day with his arrogance? !
It really is what you see.
Who you are, then you will see others as the same...
At this point, the whitewashed peace and harmony of the past have been torn apart by the bloody reality, revealing the most hideous and cruel truth of reality.
After all, Fudaoshan could no longer deceive himself.
He and Hengxu both became famous at a young age. They met at a small party and became friends through fighting. People at that time called them "the twin peaks" and they shined brightly for a while.
From now on, we will stalk the rivers and seas with swords, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the mountains.
He is a close friend, a bosom friend with whom you can drink and discuss philosophy for three days...
But Hengxu and him are different after all.
He was not very talented, so he always had to work harder than others. He was also used to trying to figure out what people were thinking, making him appear thoughtful and appropriate. This was completely different from his unrestrained and casual style.
We were originally like-minded, but things changed...
When did it start
I can't remember the path clearly.
He only remembered the most obvious change among all this, which seemed to be after the first war between Yin and Yang realms, when Hengxu sat on the throne of Kunwu and met with the cultivators of Yashan in the Hall of All Heavens and indifferently rejected their request to see Shen Jiuhan.
When the Yin-Yang Realm War was restarted, he had to make all kinds of plans, so that Jianchou would attack Kunwu and then enter the Extreme Realm through the Mitian Mirror, not with everyone else. During this period, Hengxu also sincerely wanted to take revenge on the Extreme Realm and restore reincarnation. Even during the battle of Bafang City, the two of them raised their swords and stood side by side again after hundreds of years, and their tacit understanding remained the same...
He thought that Hengxu had retained some of his original intention after all.
But when he turned against Fu Chaosheng like a madman, all the illusions collapsed.
Now standing in front of Kunwu's Hall of the Heavens, he could clearly see familiar faces around him, but when he looked around, he felt they were unfamiliar.
Even more unfamiliar was Hengxu's distorted face.
He laughed, his cloudy eyes were already filled with tears, he just closed his eyes and said sadly: "I have been helping others all my life and have never hurt anyone..."
He has been devoted to the cause all his life and has never harmed anyone.
These eight simple words, at the moment they landed on the ground, were like a sharp sword or a huge bell, striking Hengxu's heart and causing all the madness on his face to cool down at that moment.
Everything from the past came to mind.
Master Hengxu finally took a step back, and then another step back...
At first I just laughed quietly, then laughed loudly, and by the end I was already crazy, with tears falling from my eyes...
It seems crazy, but also sad!
No one could fathom what this powerful man, who was once highly respected and admired by everyone, was feeling at this moment.
Regret, or not regret
All people could see was his face looking up at the sky and laughing, and hear his laughter one after another...
Just after laughing enough, he seemed to wake up.
The madness disappeared from his face, replaced by an extraordinary calmness and composure, as if all the previous questioning and retorting had never happened, and he was still the head of Kunwu and the leader of the righteous path.
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze fell on Xie Buchen.
He looked at it for a long, long time...
Xie Buchen stood where he was, neither taking a step forward nor a step back. Ever since Qu Zhengfeng revealed all the schemes of Master Hengxu when he accepted him as his disciple, the expression on his face had not changed at all.
Neither sad nor happy, neither emotional nor annoyed.
This only allows others to speculate, but never reveals any truth.
Zhenren Hengxu looked at him, and he looked back calmly.
At this moment, there was indeed a turbulent undercurrent, but only the master and disciple who were looking at each other knew it...
The disciple is better than the master, and he will replace me!
He used to be dissatisfied.
Only now that I am in this situation, I know that what he said is true!
Zhenren Hengxu thought of the Jiuyi Ding that protected him at the critical moment, and smiled lightly. His eyes passed by Jianchou and fell back on Fudaoshanren, saying, "Fudao, we have been friends for a long time. Now, all this is my fault, and I will take it upon myself to blame the whole world! All the sins were committed by me alone, and the revenge at Yashan has been avenged. But I instigated Xie Buchen to kill his wife to prove his Dao out of my own selfish desire, and I should not have brought disaster to Kunwu and my disciples! He was just an ordinary man at that time, how much could he know? But please, for the sake of our many years of friendship, do me a favor. Today's blood feud can be written off by Kunwu and will never be pursued. I, Hengxu, will also draw my sword and apologize to the world!"
Fudaoshanren opened his eyes and looked at him, only to find that he looked hideous at the moment of his death. Although they had an old friendship, he could not respond with a "what's the matter" anyway.
But Master Hengxu didn't seem to mind at all.
He simply condensed the rusty sword that almost determined his life, and said calmly: "From today on, in this world, you, Tu Jianchou, are not allowed to seek revenge on Xie Buchen, and you are not allowed to hurt my Kunwu disciples again. From now on, no one will harm Yashan Kunwu!"
"absurd!"
Although Fudaoshanren is the law enforcement elder of Yashan and can decide most of the affairs in Yashan, he also knows that if today's dispute can be forgiven, at least Qu Zhengfeng's life can be saved. But what qualifications does he have to accept Hengxu's unreasonable request on behalf of Jianchou
I sneered for a moment.
However, before he could open his mouth, Jianchou's cold voice suddenly sounded, beyond everyone's expectation: "If I agree, will you really keep your promise?"
"I will never repent."
A smile appeared in Zhenren Hengxu's eyes and he looked back at Jianchou.
How delicate and exquisite is Jianchou’s mind
She saw clearly what Master Hengxu was planning and thinking.
But without waiting for others to express their opinions, she stood in front of the Grand Hall of the Heavens, in front of all the cultivators present in the world -
And he pointed to the sky and swore an oath!
"I, Jianchou, a disciple of Yashan, swear an oath here!"
"From today on, no one in this world will seek revenge on Kunwu, nor will they resort to violence against Kunwu disciples!"
"If you break this oath, heaven and earth will punish you!"
“Boom!”
Thunder descended, and in this place extremely close to the sky, the red-gold lightning flashed across, engraving Jianchou's tall and resolute figure deeply into everyone's eyes, becoming an indelible picture in everyone's memory...
It also dyed her pair of cold eyes into red gold!
The oath was fulfilled. Jianchou put down his palm and clenched the sword in his hand at the same time. There was no trace of mercy on his solemn and indifferent face. He only said: "Please apologize, Master!"
"Hahaha, okay, okay!"
He is worthy of being a disciple of Yashan, and worthy of becoming the most powerful person in the Nineteen Continents in just less than a hundred years!
Even Lian Hengxu didn't expect that she would be so decisive!
Such coldness and cruelty made him look at her with new eyes!
It’s just a pity…
The one he accepted as his disciple was Xie Buchen, whose wisdom and strategy were even better than his, not the female cultivator in front of him who had a pure heart!
I just regret that in this life, I can fight against people but I can’t fight against God!
Laughing loudly.
Only at this moment, standing at the highest point of Kunwu, he glanced around, as if he wanted to engrave the mountains and rivers of Kunwu deeply into his eternal memory and never forget them again.
Then he suddenly drew his sword!
"Real person!"
"First Seat—"
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The screams from all around were heartbreaking, but it was too late for Kunwu to stop them.
The dark red rusty sword passed by his neck, and the sword tip, condensed with sword energy, pierced through his body, and the bright red blood spilled on the high steps!
After a moment, his consciousness collapsed and he fell down.
The rusty sword fell to the ground with a thud and turned into a pile of rust!
A great man of his generation, he drew his sword and committed suicide, his body and soul are gone!
The blood spread and dyed the clouds in the sky red.
Just like the small meeting that year, he waved his sleeves calmly, throwing away the blood of the people of Jianzhu Sect, which became a smear of sunset on the horizon, and was included in the ups and downs of Kunwu painting...