The mirror is like jade and is not afraid of facing the mirror like dust.
In fact, from the moment she knew about the curse of the Jing family twins, she no longer felt any guilt towards Jing Ruchen.
Is this the bond between them? One withers and the other flourishes, one rises and the other declines, just like the two flowers that bloom all over the mountains of Yasha Peak, using hatred to interpret love and death to interpret life.
That's why she laughed at Zixiao in Qingfeng Forest before, laughing at the fact that he carried the stele on his back all his life and could never get out of the bloody nightmare of killing his father and mother for the rest of his life.
After all, for her, the psychedelic and distorted night in Xuanji Palace ended with a sigh that sounded like a smile, "The fire is so big."
But now, I look into Jing Ruchen’s eyes again.
The pure white fire from the sky above illuminated the night as if it were day, and the heat fell on the side of her face, burning her. Even a vicious person like her was stunned for a moment at this moment.
… It turns out that the fire is really big.
Only white bones were left of Jing Ruchen's calves, which were lonely and fragile, so he did not walk very fast.
“Miss…” Fei Yu saw her wake up and struggled to stand up, his face pale and his eyes full of worry.
Jing Ruchen was slightly stunned when he heard his voice.
The moment she woke up, all her memories came back. Thinking of the carefree years as a girl, there was always a shadow guarding her with his life. Jing Ruchen's lips curved, and her eyes were smiling but also sad. For this love that she finally understood, and the love that she was destined to have no time to respond to.
She whispered, "Fei Yu, thank you."
Feiyu didn't say anything, but still looked at him nervously.
Jing Ruchen said, "Before you go out, do me a favor and find Grand Elder Wanqing and temporarily let her take charge of Fuhua Sect."
The three most respected elders of Fuhua Sect, Baisi, Qianqiao, and Wanqing, are now only one left.
When Fei Yu heard her explanation, his pupils suddenly shrank and his face turned pale. He wanted to say something else, but Jing Ruchen had already turned around and walked towards Jing Ruyu, half-kneeling in the center of the hall.
There are many people in the White Bone Hall, including Qin Changxi who is filled with hatred, Bai Xiaoxiao who is crying, and the Nine Sect disciples who were seriously injured by Jing Ruyu's pressure like Yan Lexin before, with their meridians broken and crawling on the ground. There is also Xie Shiyi who has been involved in the game from beginning to end and watched everything coldly, and Yan Qing who has a mysterious and both righteous and evil technique.
But now, Jing Ruchen's eyes only had the sister who was kneeling on the ground and looking at her grimly.
Now she finally understood the meaning of her mother's last words before she died, and knew her arrangements.
—Ruchen, if Jing Ruyu really wants to kill you one day, you should smash this mirror.
In those days, the immortals held a banquet together on a cloud boat, and the beautiful women from all over the country enjoyed themselves together.
Now, one is kneeling and the other is standing, between life and death.
The nightmare was forcibly pulled out, and the spiritual energy in Jing Ruyu's Dantian was also swept away. Her aquamarine dress dragged on the ground, her black hair was all over her body, she raised her head, her face was unparalleled, her eyes were cold and indifferent, she looked at Jing Ruchen as if she was looking at a person who was both the most familiar and the most unfamiliar.
Jing Ruchen also squatted down. The curse in the mirror was corroding her soul. Her entire body, from her hair to her clothes, was covered with a layer of white light, fine and crystal clear, like a goddess.
Jing Ruchen said softly, "Jing Ruyu, what are you hating?"
Jing Ruchen smiled palely, without hatred or love, and said: "If mother didn't love you, she should have killed you when you and Zixiao killed Elder Qianqiao."
"Creating the Twin Mirror Curse. Not because she hates you, but because she loves you... She loves you, that's why she gave you this best chance even though she knew you had good intentions."
Jing Ruyu sneered briefly upon hearing this and said, "Jing Ruchen, you are really taking advantage of me! Jing Lanze loves me? Then how do you explain the anger in Xuanji Palace?"
Jing Ruchen had a blank expression on his face and pressed on: "What advantage did I get? Jing Ruyu, tell me. My face is now ruined, my cultivation is ruined, my soul is scattered, I have lost my mother, my love, and everything. I have lived in a daze for hundreds of years, and I woke up only to go to hell with you. What advantage did I get?"
Jing Ruyu turned her head away, not wanting to argue with her any further. She smiled strangely and said, "Jing Lanze didn't give me the best chance. She just wanted to kill me in Xuanji Palace but ended up hurting you so badly. She thought it was retribution and she was just scared."
Jing Ruchen seemed tired of arguing with her. She looked up at the fire above and said softly, "Xuanji Palace, Xuanji Palace. Jing Ruyu, every word you say is about Xuanji Palace. Do you really think I know everything?"
Jing Ruyu raised her head suddenly, her fingers twitching and shaking.
Jing Ruchen lowered her eyes. Silver light shone around her body, gradually dissolving the old scars, revealing a gentle and beautiful face.
She fell into a long memory, muttering to herself: "I held your hand and led you out."
"At the last moment when we reached the temple gate, I turned around and happily comforted you, saying that we were saved. The situation was urgent, so I didn't stop at that time."
"In fact, I was about to leave. But I turned around for a moment and saw a beam falling from above you... with flames blazing."
… What
At this moment, Jing Ruyu's stiff and tense appearance finally collapsed. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her blood-red eyes were full of disbelief. She said word by word: "What did you say?"
Jing Ruchen didn't look at her, but just looked up at the sky. The empty hall and the pure white fireworks.
She smiled sarcastically and said, "At that time, along with the falling beams, there were also broken glazed tiles all over the sky. The glazed tiles were shiny and looked like broken lenses."
"So I could see. I saw from the broken tiles behind me that a plaque was falling down."
"I stopped to help you. I was afraid you would fall on the beam, but you rushed over and made me stagger... You cried with joy and pretended to be afraid, holding my hand tightly and pushing me to the bottom of the plaque."
“In fact, I could have resisted…” Jing Ruchen now recalled the past, all hatred and resentment returned to dust, and in the end, perhaps he could only blame the cold fate.
She said: "If I push you away, you will be the one who dies."
Jing Ruyu felt like she was falling into an ice cellar, her teeth chattering as she stared at Jing Ruchen.
Jing Ruchen lowered his head, and the two identical faces looked at each other in the firelight.
Jing Ruchen pulled himself out of his memories and said expressionlessly, "When I was very young, my mother told me to protect you well and that she would never, ever hurt you."
"Jing Ruyu, is your life in Fuhuamen really as painful as you say?"
On the other side, after struggling for a long time, Dezhi finally swallowed Huai Mingzi's nightmare and Jing Ruyu's nightmare completely, and ran over breathlessly to take credit.
"Fuck you, I finally got it done."
“Ahhh!”
When the nightmare completely devoured her, Jing Ruyu seemed to be crushed by the last straw. She screamed and suddenly bent over in pain. She grabbed her hair with both hands, pressed her whole body to the ground, and wailed in pain from her throat. Jing Ruyu was thin, and the butterfly bones on her back seemed to be about to spread their wings and fly.
This was a deep despair, just like every scene she had pretended before.
Bean-sized tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes. In the bloody tears, she seemed to have seen the whole of her life.
The mirror is like dust and the words are like thunder.
Is her life in Fuhuamen really that painful
She is the daughter of the sect master and is loved by everyone. She was born with a status, appearance, and talent that countless people in the Nine Heavens envy.
How can it be painful
Do the people in the sect really look up to her? Yes, why should they look up to her
People always speak highly of her.
Just praising the best... You always have to bring a mirror like dust.
When they praised her beauty, they would think of Jing Ruchen who looked like her; when they praised her talent, they would think of Jing Ruchen who was more outstanding; when they flattered her because of her status, they would turn around and think of Jing Ruchen who was the future leader of Fuhua Sect.
Did her mother really treat her badly? When she was a child, she didn't understand why she and Jing Ruchen always ate, dressed and spent the same amount of money, without any bias or difference. She made trouble for her, but now she understands that her mother has good intentions. Jing Lanze initially thought that they would advance and retreat together and always be on the same side. In this way... a balance can be achieved.
Just one wrong step, and all the wrong steps follow. Maybe one night you were lazy in your practice for a moment, and from then on, that little gap would become a chasm over the long years.
In Qingle City, she told Zhang Mushi that being born as a twin in Fuhuamen was an original sin.
Only now did she realize...it turned out that jealousy was the original sin between them.
The blood that kept rushing into her throat broke through her rationality and made her taste the bitterness.
It was actually jealousy.
"Ruyu, we are saved."
"Yes, sister, we are saved."
The moment they turned around in Xuanji Palace, they all saw the sharp edge of fate in each other's bodies. The fire that night was so huge.
The beams of the house rolled down with thousands of glazed tiles; the plaques were adorned with glittering beads and pendants.
On the edge of fate, they made completely different choices.
Jing Ruchen stopped and stretched out his hand, wanting to save her.
And she rushed forward, buried her head in her neck, and pushed her hard.
"... Ha." Jing Ruyu laughed.
The sound echoed throughout the hall of bones, hollow and eerie.
Jing Ruchen's body, three souls and seven spirits shattered into starlight from the very beginning.
Jing Ruyu lost her nightmare, and her soul seemed to be torn in half. A lifetime of love, hatred, and resentment surged into her heart. Her eyelashes trembled violently, and her mind was torn and painful. In the end, she actually remembered a lot of things.
About power, about desire, about jealousy. She was jealous of Jing Ruchen at first, and then Xie Ying.
The Jade Palace stood in the midst of countless flying snow, suppressing the thick bloody smell on the steps. The icy and cold palace was just like the cold and indifferent gaze of the Jade Palace Master sitting on the high seat.
She used Zixiao, colluded with the Qin family, and used Liuguang Sect as an insider. She schemed to gain fame and fortune, but now she realizes that everything is false...
Xie Ying said that she was a demon, and she thought it was a joke. It was not until the nightmare was pulled out of her sea of consciousness along with the green hair that she broke out in a cold sweat and understood something.
Jing Ruyu's cultivation had dissipated, and there was no one in the White Bone Hall who had enough power to resist the Red Spirit Sky Fire!
boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise, like a sign of impending disaster.
The first thing to collapse was the ceiling of the White Bone Hall. A large section of the wall above collapsed with a loud bang. The whole body was stained with pure white flames, and it was unstoppable, as if it was going to destroy everything and smash everything into a bloody mess.
"Miss!"
Feiyu's eyes turned red and he pounced over madly.
Jing Ruchen raised his head, looked at Feiyu who had lost his mind, and smiled. His eyes were shining, pure and gentle.
She was somewhat surprised. She had never dared to overstep her bounds or go beyond her limits. It turned out that this was how Feiyu lost control. When she lost her memory, she was so dependent on him and wanted to be close to him, but the young man wrapped in a black robe would always be hoarse, respectfully step back, and call her "Miss".
Firefly at night...
Only now did she remember that she had entered the secret realm specifically for Feiyu.
Jing Ruchen stretched out her hand from her sleeve, and in an instant, a sky full of fireflies flew out of her sleeve. These were all prepared when she entered the Six Paths Building. The ice-blue light surrounded her and Jing Ruyu, merging into a stream of light, flying towards Feiyu, and also blocking his steps to pounce on him.
Rumble.
The raging fire blew her long hair. Jing Ruchen raised her head and seemed to see the plaque falling from the Xuanji Palace that night. They broke up in the fire and now perished in the fire. They lived and died together, it was all fate.
She closed her eyes, waiting for the final moment of her death. Suddenly, she felt her arm being grabbed fiercely, and something rushed towards her - and there was also that cold long hair with a faint floral scent.
Jing Ruchen was stunned. This scene was too familiar, too familiar.
Same scene, same pose.
But this time, Jing Ruyu did not pretend to be in tears or cry of joy.
She held her arms tightly with both hands, her aquamarine dress fluttering, and she protected her with her flesh and blood. She risked her life to save her.
“Jing Ruyu…” Jing Ruchen was slightly stunned.
The mighty sound that shattered the sky wall hit Jing Ruyu hard, but it did not crush her. Jing Ruyu groaned, her face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corners of her lips. At the last moment, she smiled at herself.
Yan Qing took out the nightmare in her sea of consciousness, and she was destined to die alive. Unexpectedly, after doing evil all her life, she actually wanted to do a good thing in the end.
"Jing Ruchen," Jing Ruyu cried out in agony, falling into Jing Ruchen's arms, grasping her arm with trembling fingers, and yelling in shock. Their blood and hair intertwined, the two of them seemed to have returned to the beginning of everything, the posture of leaning on each other in the womb... throughout their lives, the first and last, the deepest bond.
Jing Ruyu smiled gently, blood flowed out from the corners of her mouth, including her ears and eyes, looking miserable.
She said tiredly.
"To be honest, I really didn't mean to kill you. I just wanted you to be seriously injured..."
"I pushed you down from the plaque, and then I used all my strength to rescue you..."
Jing Ruyu murmured, "I am so jealous of you."
"Of course, I can't be jealous of you. After all, no one in this world would compare you with me..."
Jing Ruyu's voice became lower and lower.
Jing Ruchen closed her eyes at the same time. She thought she would never cry for Jing Ruyu. Hatred had already offset love. Even the deepest blood relationship would have been burned out in the fire. Jing Ruyu died in front of her. She should have watched coldly. But now, she still smiled sadly and shed tears.
Jing Ruyu was numb and calm: "Jing Lanze set up the Twin Mirror Curse just to kill me... The ultimate goal is to make my soul fly away."
"... If I disperse my soul, maybe you can come back to life."
She is the best at playing with people's minds and putting herself in a weak position. It seems that even if her hands are covered in blood and she has done all kinds of bad things, it is because of others, fate, and the world that forced her.
But only she herself knew that the four words "a person of upright mind" written by her mother were the truest reflection of her life.
She is heartless, selfish, and will do anything to achieve her goals. It has nothing to do with anyone. Jealousy is a tumor engraved in her bones.
Unexpectedly, at the end of life, there is still a bit of conscience.
Jing Ruyu laughed at herself, her eyes becoming more and more distant, as if she had traveled through time and saw the end of the years with falling snow.
She said softly: "Mirror is like dust. When the plaque fell down, I saw a bead on it..."
Some green spirits emerged from the mirror-like jade brows, mighty and mighty like a long breeze, cool, pure, and gentle.
Carrying the aura that Jing Ruchen was most familiar with.
The breeze seemed to sweep across the Mirror Lake, the Glazed Bridge, the waterfalls, the peaks, the magnificent Xuanji Palace, and the pure and flawless sea of flowers, carrying all the carefree memories of her girlhood.
In the old wing rooms, they flipped through the leaves, laughed and played, and were very close to each other.
Jing Ruchen slowly closed his eyes.
Jing Ruyu continued: "The beads are green, shining brightly, and very beautiful..."
—Xuanji Hall is the main hall of the main peak of Fuhua Sect. It is decorated with the most luxurious decoration. The tiles are made of glazed tiles and the decorations are made of jasper. She still remembers that above the jade-white door plaque, there is a glass bead inlaid. The light is bright and dazzling, like the stars in the sky, like her sister's eyes.
Like the stars in the sky, like the eyes of a sister.
But at the last moment before her life faded away, Jing Ruyu's face was as pale as paper, her lips were stained red with blood, she was unconscious, and her voice was like flying snow, she was confused.
"It turns out that night, the bright lights were not stars, and it was not you, but... the nightmare in my eyes."
The green wind whistled, blue fireflies flew all over the sky, pure white sparks fell wildly. This bone hall, full of blood and regret, full of love and hate, full of life and death, finally emitted a deafening and dazzling sound and light at the last moment of the fire!
bump!
Jing Ruyu dispersed her spirit and soul and used her life to extinguish the raging fire, creating a way out for everyone in despair.
The pillar of light from the skylight of the Six Paths Tower passed through from the top and finally appeared in the center of the White Bone Hall!
Dezhi had just eaten his fill, and he fluttered his bony wings to land beside Yan Qing, and was shocked: "What's going on?"
Yan Qing's wrist had already been grasped by Xie Shiyi.
Xie Shiyi whispered, "Let's go."
Yan Qing retracted his gaze and said, "Okay."
Qin Changxi was the first to react. He was filled with fear and hatred for Jing Ruyu. He trembled in the corner, watching her finally dissipate her spirit. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xie Ying holding Yan Qing's hand and leaving. Qin Changxi thought of Xie Ying's ruthless destruction of Liuli's heart and killing him. He suddenly became terrified and roared, "Let him go! The young man next to Xie Ying was the young master of Shifang City! Xie Ying entered Shifang City and colluded with the Demon Realm. He has ulterior motives! He is guilty of a heinous crime!"
There was a flash of blood in Yan Qing's eyes, and he stretched out his fingers to make Qin Changxi shut up completely.
This time it was Xie Shiyi who stopped him.
Xie Shiyi had been here for so long, and was already at the end of his strength. He leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Don't kill him yet."
Yan Qing was stunned, but still nodded: "Yeah."
Jing Ruyu opened this beam of light in order to allow Jing Ruchen to leave. There was no restriction on his cultivation level.
Xie Shiyi brought Yan Qing inside, bit his fingertips, and set up a formation at his feet.
After the smoke cleared, everyone seemed to come back to life, regaining their senses and thoughts, staring blankly towards the center of the hall.
When a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage destroys his own soul and dies, his body will also disappear into the air.
Jing Ruchen knelt in the center of the hall and opened her eyes. Her hands were empty, as if she could only grasp the blue wind. She laughed briefly, bent her body, and a tear ran across her eye and fell into the hall.