But the Wuxi Sword was taken out bit by bit.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to leave the sword-untying stone, Chun Ningjun showed a crazy smile.
“Haha—hahahaha—just let me see a face in the world that’s even more miserable than mine!”
But at that moment, the Wuxi Sword suddenly shook, causing Chun Ningjun's hands to bleed. It turned around and flew out.
At that moment, an unintentional sea of swords pressed down!
Even in a place far away from the realm of nothingness, one can hear the roaring sword intent.
The people ran around frantically and shouted loudly.
"The sky is falling—the sky is falling—"
The grass and trees are bent, the mountains are as if under a heavy load, and the river is flowing slowly as if it is still...
But at the moment when Shu Wuxi grasped the Wuxi Sword, the sea of swords rose upstream, with clouds and air rising, turning into a huge torrent.
Lu Xiaochan stood aside with his sword in hand, watching Shu Wuxi standing on the edge of the cliff, and took back the collapsing sword sea!
With that majestic momentum, Shu Wuxu's spiritual energy was fully unleashed, as if he had merged into one with the sea of swords, commanding the sword power of the world!
Lu Xiaochan was stunned for a long time by the magnificent scenery of heaven and earth.
"Chun Ning Jun, do you really think that you can release chaos by taking my sword?"
Shu Wuxi looked at Chun Ningjun with a cold gaze.
Lu Xiaochan could hardly recognize Chun Ningjun's aura. There was only darkness, like a bottomless abyss.
Chun Ningjun turned around, and her black cloak flew away with the wind, revealing her unparalleled beauty.
At this time, Ling Nianwu, Miaochen Yuanjun and others had already arrived on their swords.
Mo Qianqiu saw Chun Ningjun and sneered: "How come this woman's face is more disgusting than it was more than a thousand years ago?"
Chun Ningjun showed no fear at all and burst into laughter.
"Great! It's really great! I've finally met everyone I wanted to see! It also saves me from having to look for you all one by one!"
This arrogant and evil voice does not belong to a woman at all.
Lu Xiaochan concentrated her spiritual energy into her eyes, examined it carefully, and was suddenly startled.
"She's been possessed by the devil!"
"Demon Lord? Which demon lord?"
Mo Qianqiu thought, on that day in Xiyuan, the demon kings Lu Li and Mi Yi under the seat of the evil god Hun Dun were both refined, so who is the one who controls Lord Chun Ning
It doesn't matter who it is. Shu Wuxi, holding the Wuxi Sword, unleashed his full spiritual energy, and a sword formation rushed straight towards Chunning Jun. The aura poured into it, and he went into battle boldly and ruthlessly. This is what is meant by the so-called swallowing of mountains and rivers!
Lu Xiaochan originally thought that this Tianque Sword Formation would not only refine the Demon Lord Wangsha, but also destroy Lord Chunning's body. However, she did not expect that the thousands of troops sent out by the Tianque Sword Formation would rush into Lord Chunning's eyes.
Shu Wuxi controlled such a powerful sword formation in such meticulous detail that there was not a single mistake!
The Demon Lord Wangsha was peeled out of Chun Ningjun's body bit by bit by this powerful force, and he saw her recovered face gradually returning to its terrifying appearance.
"It's you! It's you! I am in this situation today because of you—" She looked at Mo Qianqiu, her hatred still lingering.
Chun Ningjun's body had inevitably been destroyed by Shu Wuxi's sword formation, and it was leaving her body bit by bit like quicksand. The Wangsha in her body said viciously: "Your obsession is just this little bit! What's the point of coming here!"
Chun Ningjun took great pains to get in front of Mo Qianqiu. Her flesh and blood were already torn apart, but she still stretched out her hand stubbornly, trying to strangle Mo Qianqiu's throat.
"You are in this situation today because of yourself. What does it have to do with me?" Mo Qianqiu's voice was indifferent and cold.
He blew gently, and Chun Ningjun opened her eyes wide and looked at Mo Qianqiu. She suddenly realized something and was extremely frightened, but it was too late. She turned into dust and disappeared.
Everyone thought Wangsha would flee in panic, but unexpectedly he actually came in front of Shu Wuxi, and after a circle, the evil spirit's body took on the appearance of Lu Xiaochan, laughing and making noises, very lifelike.
"Lord Yangcang, you have stayed in this lonely place for thousands of years. The sun, moon and stars have been recurring, just like a thousand-year-old lake without any interest, until Lu Xiaochan came across it... You wanted to monopolize him so much, to stay with him forever, and there would be no one else between you and him, and no one else would care about you. Isn't now the best opportunity?"
Lu Xiaochan was shocked. Wang Sha was so bold that he dared to provoke Shu Wuxi in person
"My Lu Xiaochan is right here? Who told you that I don't want to stay with him forever—"
Lu Xiaochan was so angry that her Dan Yuan was about to explode. She swung her sword and directly pushed away the Tai Ling Zhen Yuan at her waist. A flood of water flowed into the formation and rushed straight towards Wang Sha!
Shu Wuxi raised his eyes calmly and looked at Wangsha, as if he was looking at his former self.
"I already have him. For thousands of years, there has been nothing else between him and me."
At that moment, the Tailing Jingkong Mantra between Shu Wuxi's eyebrows was activated and released, pure and ethereal. Wangsha was shaken out and was trapped by Lu Xiaochan's sword formation, suffering greatly.
“Wangsha is indeed the most difficult demon king under the seat of the evil god Hun Dun. We are all the most powerful cultivators in the immortal sect, yet we allow it to provoke us again and again!”
"It's because it refined the ten thousand year old spiritual energy of the spiritual vine 'Qianli Chanjuan'... and its evil energy surged." Lu Xiaochan tried to trap Wangsha in his formation.
At this time, Shu Wuxi was kneeling on one knee facing the direction of the immortal tree "Fengtian", with his head lowered, one hand supporting the sword and the other hand covering the ground. His spiritual energy penetrated into the exquisite cold jade, as if he was exploring and sensing something.
Miaochen Yuanjun and Mo Qianqiu attacked at the same time, and their sword formation merged into one, but they did not expect that it would be blocked by Wangsha.
Shu Wuxi turned around, his eyes turned cold, and he said in an extremely cold voice: "You actually want to release chaos—"
Lu Xiaochan watched as Shu Wuxi's spiritual energy no longer converged and merged into the vast sea of swords. The sea of swords rose and fell, forming an overwhelming momentum, and the sword formation came over him.
Shu Wuxu's spiritual energy is like flying clouds and flowing waterfalls, and its limits are limitless.
This was the first time Lu Xiaochan saw the real Shu Wuxi, and it seemed as if all descriptions had become superficial.
Shu Wuxi's sword formation locked Wangsha, and spiritual pressure piled down, but an evil and huge force rose from the bottom of the mindless realm, opened its mouth, made a shocking sound, and sucked Wangsha and Shu Wuxi's sword formation in one gulp.
Lu Xiaochan was stunned: "What...what is that..."
"It's the evil god Chaos!"
Miaochen Yuanjun had fought against Hun Dun more than a thousand years ago. She reacted very quickly and followed closely with the Nirvana Phoenix Formation, but this huge evil energy was able to devour Shu Wuxi's sword formation, naturally including hers.
At the same time, the immortal tree Fengtian, which originally covered the top of the Wuyijing Peak, suddenly split from the roots upwards.
The cracking sound surprised everyone.
Lu Xiaochan was completely dumbfounded: "That... that's an immortal tree!"
The thick black evil energy turned into sharp claws and tore "Fengtian" apart, and a golden eye appeared faintly.
Lu Xiaochan felt as if his soul could no longer stay in his body, until Shu Wuxi suddenly stood in front of him.
"Don't look—"
The powerful spiritual pressure brought Lu Xiaochan back to his senses.
The unintentional sword sea was undulating, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and shadows spread outward from the unintentional sky.
"Oh no! We have all fallen into Wangsha's trap!" Mo Qianqiu shouted loudly.
"What trap?" Before Lu Xiaochan understood, Shu Wuxi pushed him back with one hand.
The crack in the center of the immortal tree "Fengtian" became bigger and bigger, and the golden eye became clearer and clearer.
Even though Shu Wuxi was standing in front of him, the evil energy in that eye was too strong. Even through Shu Wuxi's thick Danhai, Lu Xiaochan could still see it!
"The entire Wuyi Realm is within the evil formation! In order to activate this formation, Wangsha sacrificed himself!"
After Miaochen Yuanjun's reminder, Lu Xiaochan finally understood that Wangsha absorbed the essence of the spiritual vine for ten thousand years not to pull out the Wuxi Sword, but to gain power to set up an evil formation and release Chaos from under the immortal tree "Fengtian".
Now, they have all fallen into the evil formation, and Wangsha is afraid that he will refine them together and turn them into the power of the evil god chaos!
"Leave the center of the formation immediately."
Shu Wuxi had no intention of fighting, he decisively put his arm around Lu Xiaochan's waist and flew up with his sword.
The others also flew away quickly, having to do their best to leave the center of the formation.
This evil formation formed a huge vortex, and the immortal tree "Fengtian" was completely split apart. The sound of it falling in all directions was deafening.
The eye that was originally half-closed suddenly opened completely. In an instant, as if time had gone back, Lu Xiaochan was pulled away by an irresistible force and was about to be sucked into the eye.
In order to hold the fort, Shu Wuxi grabbed Lu Xiaochan with one hand before he could completely escape from the evil formation. The force he exerted at that moment was enough to nearly break the arms and flesh of both of them!
The nine layers of exquisite cold jade in the Wuyi Realm Heaven also collapsed and disintegrated, and the three thousand worlds seemed to be sucked in.
Shu Wuxi clenched his sword and closed his eyes.
Lu Xiaochan watched the spiritual energy swirling in Shu Wuxi's Danhai, and the sword sea made a roaring sound, and instantly gathered to form a huge sword, with thunder everywhere, and wind and clouds sweeping in!
Miaochen Yuanjun said loudly: "It is the 'Asking the Sky' sword formation—"
Mo Qianqiu and others heard the warning and flew away quickly.
They flew up on their swords, trying to reach the top of the "Asking the Sky" sword formation.
"Will Xiaochan and Shu Wuxi be in trouble?" Mo Qianqiu asked.
“I don’t know—” Miaochen Yuanjun replied.
"Then we will go to the top of the Heavenly Sword Formation and suppress this evil formation with the Four-sided Sword Formation, giving Shu Wuxi a chance to take Xiaochan away!"
Although Ling Nianwu was concerned about Lu Xiaochan, he knew that if he did not act decisively at this moment, the consequence would be that both sides would perish.
"There are only three of us. How can we suppress them with the Four-sided Sword Formation?" Mo Qianqiu asked loudly.
"Isn't Lord Lianyue here?" Ling Nianwu raised his chin.
I saw a silver light coming rapidly from the north.
"Lian Yue - form a formation -" Miaochen Yuanjun had no time to reminisce with him.
Lianyue barely avoided the Wentian Sword Formation that was gathering strength, but was brushed by the domineering sword energy. With a "swish" sound, half of her clothes were torn to pieces, and Ye Linshuang in her arms almost fell out, but was pushed back by Lianyue.
"Look, look! I told you that we should just stay in Beiming! Even if Wuyi Sword Sea falls, it can't submerge the entire Beiming—"
With a "slap", a red mark was left on Lianyue's face.
There are masters in charge of all four directions. Lianyue Yuanjun uses the brilliance of all things, Miaochen Yuanjun uses the warmth of the sun and the moon, Mo Qianqiu borrows the spirits of living beings, and Ling Nianwu directly takes the roar of the unintentional sword sea. The sword formations on all four directions are connected, and the momentum is extremely huge.
All things seemed to sense the danger of life and death and helped this formation.
Lu Xiaochan only saw that Shu Wuxi was too close to the center of the evil formation. He understood that once the Wentian Sword Formation fell, neither he nor Shu Wuxi would be able to escape.
Countless hands stretched out from that golden eye, climbed up Lu Xiaochan's legs, and tried to wrap him up little by little.
Lu Xiaochan gritted his teeth and activated the Wuhen Sword, triggering the Yuanze Sword Formation. A torrent of water gushed out from the Tailing Zhenyuan, and the power of the sword formation increased greatly, instantly refining all the hands formed by the evil spirits!
But Tai Ling Zhenyuan on Lu Xiaochan's waist was pulled down!
"Don't bow your head!" Shu Wuxi warned with clenched teeth.
But Lu Xiaochan had already lowered her head—that golden eye seemed to occupy the entire world, approaching Lu Xiaochan at an extremely fast speed.
"Brother Wuxi—"
Lu Xiaochan saw that in Shu Wuxi's eyes, she was being swallowed by the evil eye, and Shu Wuxi had no choice but to release the "Asking the Sky" sword formation. In an instant, thousands of sword intentions descended from the sky, like an irresistible will of heaven, and rushed into the giant eye.
The sword array pierced through Shu Wuxi's body. No matter how Lu Xiaochan struggled and cried, "Let me go—", Shu Wuxi still held Lu Xiaochan tightly even if his body was annihilated in the end...
"Xiao Chan, you have to believe me - I won't let you go - don't believe the evil god Chaos! Believe me!"
Hearing Shu Wuxi's voice, Lu Xiaochan's tears fell wildly. He felt Shu Wuxi's debris coming towards him, and he was also pressed into the evil eye by the Wentian Sword Formation!
After falling endlessly, he was dragged by a force. It was the sword spirit in the Wuyi Sword Pavilion!
The sword spirit has no entity and can only be bound to the Traceless Sword.
With the help of the sword spirit's body, the Wuhen Sword went against the flow and rushed out of the evil eye with Lu Xiaochan.
"No gap in comfort—No gap in comfort—"
Lu Xiaochan was frantically trying to catch the fragments of Shu Wuxi along the way, but everything slipped through his fingers like sand.
Until an entire expanse of warm blue sky appeared before his eyes.
Looking up, he could still see the immortal tree Fengtian, but at this time Fengtian was just like an ordinary tree, and there was no trace of Linglong Hanyu anywhere. Exotic flowers and plants were everywhere, and spirit butterflies were dancing by. Overhead, a spirit beast was dragging its colorful tail and gliding through the clouds.
“Where is this…?” Lu Xiaochan looked around stupidly.
"There is no intentional realm." The sword spirit said softly.
“There is no mindless realm? There is no mindless realm that has just collapsed—” Lu Xiaochan was dumbfounded.
The sword spirit transformed into the form of a young boy, and with the help of a stone, he jumped lightly and landed on the branch of the immortal tree "Fengtian". Then he jumped again and reached the top of the tree.
He turned around and waved to Lu Xiaochan: "Come on!"
Lu Xiaochan didn't know what was going on, so she flew to the sword spirit on her sword.
Looking down, he saw that there was no vast sea of swords around him, but a clear sky and boundless expanse in all directions, and his mind also became broadened.
"This is the unintentional world at the end of the great chaos!" said the sword spirit, supporting his chin.
Lu Xiaochan was dumbfounded: "I... Why am I here? I still want to find Shu Wuxi!"
"Lu Xiaochan, I used up all my primordial power to bring you back to the Great Primordial! Don't you want to know the origin of the evil god Chaos? Only when you know what it is can you deal with it! Only then will you have a chance to find your Shu Wuxi!"
"The evil god Chaos... Are you saying it has a body?"
"All evil thoughts in the world have their roots. The evil god Chaos certainly has his roots too - look!"
Following the sword spirit's line of sight, Lu Xiaochan saw a young man in white. He had a clear aura, which was rare in the world.
He was sitting on a rock opposite the sacred tree Fengtian, with his feet crossed and his toes lazily spinning in circles. The way he looked familiar made Lu Xiaochan feel that he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was.
He found himself like an invisible spectator to the world. He could only watch but could not change anything.
However, the abundant and light spiritual sea of the young man in white nourishes the growth of all things above the sky in the state of mind. This is definitely the spiritual energy that is close to that of God above the general trend.
The young man in white stretched his body, and when he stood up, a patch of magical grass had grown under him.
Lu Xiaochan's first reaction was: "Could this person... be Ling Yuan Zhenjun?"
The sword spirit nodded, with a longing look in his eyes: "I turned around countless times, just to see him again... It's a pity that the cycle of life and death is irreversible. I can look at him countless times, but I can never change the result."
"What's the result?"
As soon as Lu Xiaochan finished speaking, the world suddenly changed, and evil energy suddenly swept across the entire Wuyi Realm.
The sky and the earth were so dark that not even a ray of light could penetrate. The spiritual bird flying freely above was corroded by the darkness and gradually fell.
The young man in white looked up at the sky with a cold brow, clenched the fork in both hands and shook it, and the spiritual energy surged. This was the "Tailing Qingyuan Curse" performed by True Lord Lingyuan. It was completely different from what Lu Xiaochan learned in later generations. It was more complicated, and the cultivation and state of mind of the person who cast the curse were so high that it was difficult for later generations to achieve.
The Wuyi Realm that was corroded by evil spirits was purified by this great curse in an instant. True Lord Lingyuan said loudly: "Yangcang—"
A proud and solitary figure walked out from the thick evil aura, and a pair of eyes slowly opened, which surprised Lu Xiaochan who was watching - they were golden, just like the evil eye that devoured Lu Xiaochan!
Ling Yuan Zhen Jun showed a surprised expression: "You... are possessed by a demon?"
Lord Yangcang walked towards Lord Lingyuan step by step, opened his arms and hugged him.
"It's so wonderful to have you in this world... Why does everyone want me to give up love and become a god alone?"
Lu Xiaochan, who was watching all this, couldn't help but be surprised, "Could it be that... the evil god Chaos is actually..."
The sword spirit replied in a calm voice: "Who said Yangcang didn't become a god? He did become a god. The higher his cultivation level was, the deeper his attachment to Master Lingyuan was, and the heavier his obsession became. He drew the obsessions of the world into his body, and his inner demon became a god - he became the evil god Hun Dun."
Since True Lord Lingyuan was the source of Yangcang's obsession, he used the "Tailing Jingkong Mantra".
That was the most vast spiritual sea Lu Xiaochan had ever seen. True Lord Lingyuan put his tens of thousands of years of cultivation into the formation and forced Yangcang's inner demon and chaos out of his body.
The moment the evil god Hun Dun left Yang Cang, he rushed through the inner palace of Master Ling Yuan and took away his Dan Yuan.
True Lord Lingyuan fell into Yangcang's arms. At that moment, the grass and trees in the sky withered and the heaven and earth turned upside down. Yangcang, who had never shown a trace of emotion, shed tears that passed through the heavy dust and fell into the eyes of True Lord Lingyuan.
Yang Cang cut a thousand-year-old glacier from the North Sea, built nine layers of exquisite cold jade, and placed the original body of Master Lingyuan in it to preserve his last breath.
He summoned the spirit beast Chang Yan, and together they chased the evil god Hun Dun all the way to Xiyuan.
In that battle, Chang Yan died, Yang Cang split the Land of Hopelessness and retrieved the Dan Yuan of Zhenjun Lingyuan.
He was exhausted, his spiritual energy dissipated, but he was determined to protect Ling Yuan Zhen Jun's Dan Yuan.
Sitting on Fengtian, Lu Xiaochan seemed to have a sympathetic feeling. Lingyuan Zhenjun's loneliness in the Nine Layers of Exquisite Cold Jade and his expectation of seeing Yangcang again all entered Lu Xiaochan's heart. He hugged himself tightly and was almost torn to pieces by such pain.
It turns out that Master Lingyuan never cared about his own Dan Yuan, he just wanted Master Yangcang to be by his side.
I don't care about immortality, I only care about this moment.
He tried his best to maintain his original body, but in the end he still didn't wait for Yang Cang to come back.
"Xiao Chan, do you still want to see Shu Wuxi again?" the sword spirit asked him.
"I think..." Lu Xiaochan was heartbroken beyond words.
He just wanted to rush into Shu Wuxi's arms, hug him tightly, crush his bones, merge him into his blood, and never be separated for the rest of their lives.
"Xiao Chan, I still remember the first time you came to Wuyi Realm, I played with you in Jianyi Pavilion, and you made me feel less lonely for the first time in tens of thousands of years... What you like, I also find interesting. What makes you happy, also makes me happy. You are me, and I am you... So I will help you achieve your wishes."
The sword spirit stretched out its hand toward Lu Xiaochan. At this moment, Lu Xiaochan just wanted to be free from the unbearable regrets and expectations brought to him by Master Lingyuan. He gritted his teeth and held the sword spirit's hand tightly, like grabbing the last straw after drowning.
At that moment, the sword spirit gradually transformed into the appearance of Lu Xiaochan and entered his body.
When the sword spirit completely merged with him, Shu Wushi's low and firm voice seemed to pass by his ears.
"Xiaochan—don't believe everything the evil god Chaos shows you!"
The "Asking the Sky" sword formation fell straight down, and the spiritual energy that had been accumulated for millions of years rushed in from the evil eye. Strong winds blew violently, as if it was a life-and-death collision between the most evil in the world and the Tiangang spiritual energy. The two forces crushed and consumed each other, and the sounds of explosions came one after another, like the creation of the world in chaos!
Mo Qianqiu and others who were in the lead tried their best, and even the magic sword was almost broken!
The heavy evil energy was refined, and the world that was originally swallowed by the evil eye gradually revealed its original color.
The sky in Wuyijing was razed to the ground, the smoke dissipated, and a huge pit appeared in front of the immortal leaders.
Shu Wuxi was holding Lu Xiaochan at the bottom of the pit.
"Xiaochan! Xiaochan, wake up!"
Shu Wuxi frowned, clenched his teeth, and held the back of Lu Xiaochan's head with one hand, shaking her gently.
"Little cicada!"
Mo Qianqiu and Ling Nianwu were about to fly over on their swords, but were blocked by Miao Chen and Lian Yue.
"Wait a moment!"
Lu Xiaochan in Shu Wuxi's arms slowly opened her eyes. Her golden eyes seemed to contain another unfathomable void.
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Mr. Yangcang—how are you?"
The evil and arrogant smile made everyone shudder.
“That… what…” Mo Qianqiu looked at the pair of golden eyes and his body began to tremble unconsciously.
"Do you know the world of 'Nongchen'?" Ling Nianwu asked.
"You mean... just now the evil eye opened, Chaos created the Nongchen world and bewitched Xiaochan?"
This was a result that no one had expected.
"The Nongchen world can only be created by an immortal Yuanzun who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years and has merged into the heaven and earth." Lian Yue changed her nonchalant expression and turned cold. "But the evil god has accumulated evil energy for tens of thousands of years, so it is not difficult for him to create the Nongchen world..."
"It used the 'Nongchen' world to attract Xiaochan's obsession and entered Xiaochan's body! Shu Wuxi can refine the evil god without hesitation, but facing Xiaochan, how can Shu Wuxi take action..."
Lu Xiaochan looked into Shu Wuxi's eyes. He reached out and gently stroked Shu Wuxi's eyebrows: "I miss you very much. I have been thinking about you for thousands of years..."
Shu Wuxi looked into those evil eyes without hesitation, and said calmly: "I said, I will not leave you nor let you go."
"Then let's never separate."
Lu Xiaochan hugged Shu Wuxi tightly, her eyes were frightening, and the Wuhen Sword flew up, the evil spirit dyed the Wuhen Sword into darkness.
Everyone formed a formation and blocked the Wuhen Sword behind Shu Wuxi.
However, Lu Xiaochan, who was possessed by the evil god, was too evil, and the Traceless Sword slowly broke through the sword formation formed by everyone.
Shu Wuxi pressed his hand on Lu Xiaochan's brow and said softly, "I'm here to find you."
The unintentional sea of swords that was originally hovering in the sky suddenly swooped down and rushed into Shu Wuxi's body without hesitation.
This is the sword intent of tens of thousands of years. Shu Wuxi's Yuan body and Danhai bear this huge force and may collapse at any time.
Lu Xiaochan smiled and said, "Do you think you can enter my Nongchen world with the help of Wuyi Sword Sea's sword will that has existed for tens of millions of years? Your body will be destroyed before you even enter!"
Shu Wuxi did not hesitate at all, and his handsome face did not change.
I saw his soul leaving his body little by little and entering Lu Xiaochan's eyes!
“Shu Wuxi - if your soul collapses here! Even if I leave Lu Xiaochan's body, he will still regret and suffer, and every day of his life will be an extreme torment - life is worse than death!”
Shu Wuxi's Dan Yuan was vibrating violently, and there was a hint of cracking!
"Stabilize his Dan Yuan!" Miaochen Yuanjun made a prompt decision and used the Nirvana Phoenix Sword Formation to enter Shu Wuxi's inner palace to stabilize his Dan Yuan.
Ling Nianwu and Lianyue also activated the sword formation and reinforced it.
However, Wuyi Jianhai's sword energy was earth-shaking. They could remain stable for a while but not forever.
At this time, Kunwu came riding on a ray, and when he saw the destroyed Wuyijingtian, he couldn't recover for a long time.
When he noticed that Lu Xiaochan's eyes were dyed an extremely evil golden color, as if they were trying to bewitch everything in the world, he almost fell off the ray's body.
"This... What's going on..."
At this time, Mo Qianqiu flew to his side on his sword and whispered, "Kunwu, Xiaochan has been possessed by a demon and is trapped in the chaotic world of Nongchen!"
Kunwu was shocked: "What should I do! The world of Nongchen is both real and fake! And our cultivation level cannot reach the realm of Nongchen!"
"So Shu Wuxi led the Wuyi Sword Sea into his body and tried to force his way into the chaotic Nongchen world!"
"This is absolutely impossible! Back then, he wasted six hundred years of his cultivation to protect Xiaochan's Dan Yuan... Later, in order to light up Xiaochan's Dan Yuan and open his wisdom eye, his cultivation was also reduced! How can it contain the Wuyi Sword Sea!"
"So you have to help me!" Mo Qianqiu said.
"Help you, how can I help you?"
"As a medical master, do you know the 'Tailing Pure Space Curse'?"
Kunwu was stunned for a moment, then understood: "Of course I can, but my realm is not as good as Li Che's back then. Since you want me to sacrifice myself to save Xiao Chan today, I will not hesitate!"
Kunwu looked determined, he knew that only by weakening the power of chaos could Shu Wuxi successfully enter the world of Nongchen!
A thousand years ago, as your senior brother, I watched you perish. A thousand years later, why not give up everything for you
"I hope that this time you and him... can really stay together forever!"
Kunwu's spiritual energy soared into the air and concentrated his mind. He believed that his intention to protect Lu Xiaochan would definitely be able to overcome his obsession!
Before the exploding sea of swords, the Tailing Jingkong Curse appeared. Kunwu raised his hand and waved it, driving away the rays, then leaped into the curse.
But a figure flew past him, it was Mo Qianqiu!
He kicked out the Qianqiu Sword with his toes and entered the "Tailing Jingkong Curse" without hesitation.
"Mo Qianqiu—" Kunwu watched the Qianqiu sword pass by his side.
Mo Qianqiu laughed and said, "You don't understand Xiaochan's obsession, how can you save him!"
Kunwu stretched out his hand but did not grab Mo Qianqiu. His original body was under the spell, and the spiritual energy of the Jingkong Spell surged and pressed down directly.
Everyone was amazed, but Lianyue Yuanjun said: "To use thoughts to save thoughts, among us, only Mo Qianqiu can do it!"
Ling Nianwu watched as Mo Qianqiu was completely engulfed by the "Tailing Jingkong Curse" and finally understood.
For thousands of years, it was not just Shu Wuxi who had been protecting and waiting for Lu Xiaochan.
Mo Qianqiu just waits without asking for anything in return. He has thoughts but no obsessions. This is true open-mindedness!
Lu Xiaochan opened her golden eyes wide and roared, "You can't save me—"
The Jingkong Mantra pressed down straight into Lu Xiaochan's Danhai from the top of his head.
“Ah—ah—” Lu Xiaochan tilted her neck back, as if her body was about to be broken in two.
The power of the evil god Chaos was weakened, and Shu Wuxi's soul finally entered the "Nongchen" world!
He saw Lu Xiaochan looking for him all over the world. It turned out that he had always thought that Shu Wuxi's original body was destroyed by the "Asking the Sky" sword formation, but he didn't know that it was chaos that made him "possessed".
He tried tiredly and frantically to catch all the cigarette butts, but could not piece together Shu Wuxi.
His tears drowned him. Even if he had to move mountains and level the seas, he would still feel extremely lonely. The desolate world frightened him.
Until Shu Wuxi squeezed out of despair and reached out to Lu Xiaochan.
"Xiaochan, I'm here!"
Lu Xiaochan was overjoyed when she heard Shu Wuxi's voice, but she couldn't find Shu Wuxi anywhere.
Suddenly, he could see nothing, as if he had lost even his wisdom.
"Xiaochan, I'm here! Follow me!"
Shu Wuxi's voice was so clear, but Lu Xiaochan couldn't catch him.
Until a force pushed him, Lu Xiaochan turned around and saw Mo Qianqiu.
He smiled and said to him, "Xiaochan, you should go out now."
Lu Xiaochan bumped into a familiar and solid embrace, and all the coldness and loneliness before shattered in an instant. Shu Wuxi held him tightly and flew away.
The "Nongchen" world collapsed and disintegrated. When Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes, he felt the surging spiritual energy all around him, and in front of him was Mo Qianqiu's original body which was weathering away like sand.
"Qianqiu—" Lu Xiaochan flew away and stretched out his hand to grab Mo Qianqiu.
All the events of the past flooded into Lu Xiaochan's mind.
Whether it was when he first met Mo Qianqiu as Li Che and they unlocked the Wanxiang Lock together, or when he traveled around Dongxu looking for exotic flowers and plants, or when Mo Qianqiu always appeared in front of him in times of crisis in this life...
Mo Qianqiu was very calm. He raised his hand and gently touched Lu Xiaochan's forehead.
"This time I can finally protect you..."
"Qianqiu, no! Come back soon! Come back soon!"
"There is always a time for gathering and separation. Fate arises and ends, it is all in the mind."
In an instant, Mo Qianqiu's original body dissipated, and Lu Xiaochan screamed at the top of his lungs but could only touch countless grains of sand.
Mo Qianqiu's smile, his appearance, and the frank look on his face when he let go of the past are all lingering in Lu Xiaochan's heart.
"Quickly use the Immortal Locking Silk—" Kunwu said loudly.
Shu Wuxi pulled hard, and the Immortal Locking Silk broke away from Lu Xiaochan's wrist. It then flew out, tightly locked Mo Qianqiu's Dan Yuan, and slowly fell down.
“Qianqiu—” Lu Xiaochan reached out and caught it, hugging it tightly as if it were a treasure.
At this time, the sword spirit was flying away at an extremely fast speed.
"What is that!" Kunwu asked.
He had never seen such a spirit before.
Miaochen Yuanjun's expression was stern, and he immediately flew away on his sword: "That is the soul of the evil god Hun Dun!"
"It's actually the evil god Chaos's original spirit!"
Ling Nianwu and Lianyue Yuanjun immediately chased after it, forming a sword formation to try to hunt it down.
"Isn't he... isn't he a sword spirit? The remnants of the sword spirits of the successive Yangcang Sword Sects have gathered together to form a spirit..."
Lu Xiaochan hugged Mo Qianqiu's Dan Yuan tightly and looked at the direction where the sword spirit escaped in astonishment.
Shu Wuxi hugged Lu Xiaochan and flew away on his sword. He said coldly: "The remnant of the sword intent of the successive sword sects is the Unintentional Sword Sea. How can there be a sword spirit!"
At that moment, Lu Xiaochan suddenly came to his senses.
When he came to Wuyi Realm as Li Che, the evil god Hun Dun had already been hiding there, pretending to be a sword spirit and playing with Li Che, thus gaining his trust!
It was the sword spirit who gave Li Che the idea back then, using "Wine Encountering the Immortal" and "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" to spy on the obsession in Shu Wuxi's mind. Li Che fled in a panic and wanted to leave the Wuyi Realm, which made Shu Wuxi want to force him to stay by his side, so the evil god Hun Dun entered Shu Wuxi's original body.
The evil god Chaos had already carefully planned out the consequences!
The sea of swords in Shu Wuxi's Dan Yuan was rolling and surging, and it could collapse at any time, which made Lu Xiaochan terrified.
However, Lu Xiaochan could empathize with Shu Wuxi's determination, because the existence of chaos was Lu Xiaochan's eternal obsession, which made Lu Xiaochan always live in fear of losing Shu Wuxi.
Fear arises from love, in the past it was Shu Wuxi, now it is Lu Xiaochan.
Shu Wuxi made a concerted effort and once again formed the "Asking the Sky" sword formation, and all the rushing clouds in the sky and the winds in the world were swept into it.
Lu Xiaochan watched helplessly as Shu Wuxi's Danhai was impacted by the mighty and surging Wuyi's sword sea, and cracks appeared!
"Shu Wuxi—Shu Wuxi!"
Lu Xiaochan flew against the flow on her sword and stretched out her hand to catch him.
The Wentian Sword Formation bound the sword spirit within it, and the sword spirit's body was refined bit by bit and separated from its original spirit.
It smiled as it watched Lu Xiaochan, who was trying his best to catch Shu Wuxi.
"Xiao Chan, Xiao Chan, guess who was refined by the Heavenly Sword Formation first - or was Shu Wuxi's Dan Yuan collapsed first?"
Master Lingyuan's almost desperate expectation for Yang Cang once again flooded into Lu Xiaochan's heart, and the cracks in Shu Wuxi's Dan Yuan became more and more obvious. The sword energy continued to overflow and rampaged in his body. He could be destroyed by the unintentional sea of swords at any time.
"No need to refine it... let it go!" Lu Xiaochan roared heartbreakingly.
"Little Cicada, if it were here, you would still be afraid even if I was always by your side... If it no longer existed, even if I was no longer by your side, you would still be free of guilt and fear!"
Lu Xiaochan looked at Shu Wuxi's back, unshakable in the vast sea of wild spirits.
He did not do this to protect the world, nor because it was the only thing that the successive Yang Cang Juns had entrusted him to do, but to protect Lu Xiaochan.
Lu Xiaochan wanted to fight alongside him, but the Tailing Zhenyuan on his waist was long gone, and he wanted to condense the water around him, even for a drop... but it had all been collected by Shu Wuxi into the "Asking the Sky" formation.
Shu Wuxi has borrowed all the power in the world, leaving Lu Xiaochan with no power to borrow!
At this time, the sword formation of Lianyue Yuanjun and Miaochen Yuanjun rushed into Shu Wuxi's Danhai to fill the gap for him.
Lu Xiaochan suddenly remembered that before Lianyue Yuanjun entered the first level of the great trend, Shu Wuxi once said "the light without light".
"Something comes from nothing, and something comes from nothing." Yehua Yuanzun's eight-character words appeared in front of Lu Xiaochan's eyes.
Yang Cang hugged Master Lingyuan who had lost his Dan Yuan. A tear fell into Master Lingyuan's eyes, as if it had passed through tens of millions of years and finally fell into Lu Xiaochan's heart.
At that moment, Lu Xiaochan's eyes were wet.
Then I will use the fear in my heart to fight you!
Lu Xiaochan tightly grasped the Wuhen Sword, and the tear in her eyes flowed into the formation. The Yuanze Sword Formation appeared out of thin air and rushed into the "Wentian" sword formation!
The sword spirit originally thought that Lu Xiaochan was going to refine it, but he never expected that the Yuan Ze sword formation would refine the Wuyi Sword Sea!
The sword energy left by successive sword masters was originally difficult to control and tame, but the tear of Lu Xiaochan that entered the formation was the softest and most cherishing expression.
The sea of swords was originally the sword intent of successive sword masters. It has been growing but has nowhere to stay. However, it is gently embraced in Lu Xiaochan's sword formation, as if this vast and boundless power finally has a home.
Shu Wuxu's cracked Dan Yuan was gradually healing. Lu Xiaochan came to his side on a sword and smiled at him.
"I'm afraid of losing you, so I want to protect you even more."
All the worlds retreated, leaving only Lu Xiaochan's smile.
"Brother Wuxi, I can't give you anything, so let the sword spirit of the Yangcang Sword Sect for thousands of years truly belong to you!"
Shu Wuxi showed a surprised expression for the first time. For tens of millions of years, countless Yang Cangs had not been able to transform Wuyi Sword Sea, but Xiao Chan made it calm down willingly!
The sword spirit finally showed a panicked look at that moment. It wanted to create another "Nongchen" realm and escape into it, but it didn't expect Lu Xiaochan to once again cast the Tailing Jingkong Curse.
"Xiaochan! No!"
Shu Wuxi hugged him regardless of everything and wrapped him up with his unintentional sea of swords.
Lu Xiaochan smiled: "I don't have to sacrifice myself this time! The obsession in your heart is the karmic fire in my Dan Yuan! Today I will return the karmic fire to you!"
Lu Xiaochan wanted to use the Wuhen Sword to split her own Dan Yuan without hesitation, but Shu Wuxi immediately blocked it with the Wuhen Sword.
"Little cicada!"
Lu Xiaochan leaned back into Shu Wuxi's arms, closed her eyes and said to him with great attachment: "Brother Wuxi, Yang Cangjun wanted to retrieve Lingyuan Zhenjun's Dan Yuan, but ended up with both of them regretting their fate... Eternal love cannot be sought, and if we give up what does not belong to us, then the only thing left is the real Wuxi in the world."
When Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes again, Shu Wuxi saw a flawless and bright world.
The traceless sword pierced into Lu Xiaochan's internal organs and took out his Dan Yuan.
Shu Wuxi lowered his head and hugged Lu Xiaochan tightly. He used his unintentional sea of swords to fill Lu Xiaochan's inner palace.
The sword spirit was in disbelief: "This is impossible... This is impossible! The former Lingyuan Zhenjun couldn't let it go! Yangcang couldn't let it go! How can you give it up!"
Dan Yuan entered the "Tailing Jingkong Mantra", and the karmic fire suddenly lit up the mantra and backfired on the sword spirit!
The sword spirit had no way to struggle and was burned by its own karmic fire until its body disintegrated.
It was clearly a raging flame that distorted everything; even Lianyue Yuanjun, who was flying his sword above the great curse, was shocked.
"This is like the reappearance of Chaos Purgatory..."
The sword spirit seemed to melt, and it kept stretching out its hands, as if begging Lu Xiaochan to save it.
Shu Wuxi hugged Lu Xiaochan tightly. At that moment, their sight seemed to have passed through countless times and saw Lingyuan Zhenjun and Yangcangjun at the end of the prehistoric times.
True Lord Lingyuan held Yang Cang with the Immortal Locking Silk and smiled like a child. There was no regret or pain in his eyes, only the figure of Lord Yang Cang.
"I don't want eternity, I just want you to look at me like this when I look at you."
The sword spirit looked at the overlapping figures of Shu Wuxi and Lu Xiaochan, said, "The evil thoughts in the world are neither increasing nor decreasing, and there is no end to them," and then disappeared into thin air.
And Lu Xiaochan's Dan Yuan fell from the dissipated Tailing Jingkong Curse, as clear as glass, reflecting the blue sky.
Shu Wuxi flew over, grabbed it, and sent it back to Lu Xiaochan's palace.
At that moment, bright light shone into Lu Xiaochan's eyes, and he immediately covered his eyes.
Miaochen Yuanjun and others watched in amazement as the flames dissipated. They thought that all living things would be harmed by the chaotic fire, but they found that they were thriving. This was truly living towards death.
"Xiao Chan! Xiao Chan, what's wrong with you?" Shu Wuxi touched Lu Xiaochan's eyes.
"It's so dazzling!" Lu Xiaochan blinked. He slightly opened a gap between his fingers, and then saw Shu Wuxi through the gap.
He immediately let go of his hand, threw himself into Shu Wuxi's arms, lifted his face, and was ecstatic.
"Brother Wuxi, I see you! You still look like this! No, no! You look even better than a thousand years ago!"
"What's going on..." Ling Nianwu asked in surprise.
Kunwu rode over on his spirit beast and sighed, "It's because the karmic fire in his Dan Yuan was taken away by Tai Ling's Pure Void Curse."
Lu Xiaochan looked at Lianyue Yuanjun and immediately rushed forward to hug Ye Linshuang in his arms, but Lianyue quickly dodged her.
"Ah! Lord Lianyue, you really do have a romantic and unfeeling face!"
Lianyue Yuanjun snorted softly: "I am a romantic and unfeeling person, and you are a philanderer! We are evenly matched!"
After saying that, Ye Linshuang's leg kicked Lianyue Yuanjun in the face again.
"Ouch—you kicked me again!"
Lu Xiaochan looked at Ling Nianwu, and then she realized that the boy from a thousand years ago had now become a handsome and elegant young man.
"Nianwu, I..."
Ling Nianwu smiled calmly: "Did you see my appearance clearly?"
"See clearly." Lu Xiaochan knew that Ling Nianwu had given and waited for him for so many years, but all his deep feelings were unspoken.
Ling Nianwu looked around, at the world without a shadow, at the mountains and rivers in the distance, the grass and trees swaying in the wind, endlessly and repeatedly, and he only said two words: "It's great."
He turned around and flew away on his sword in a dashing manner.
After many years of separation, the Ling Nianwu who watched Li Chejun perish in the past finally disappeared.
Lu Xiaochan hugged Dan Yuan tightly in her arms and said, "What a pity..."
It’s a pity that I didn’t get to see Mo Qianqiu.
Shu Wuxi put his hand on its body: "As long as the Dan Yuan is still there, you and I will reshape Mo Qianqiu's body sooner or later."
At this moment, the Qianqiu Sword in Kunwu's hand began to vibrate and suddenly flew away towards the east.
All the living beings around, including Lu Xiaochan's soul, felt that they were being dragged away by the sword. Only when it disappeared into the sky did all the living beings regain their senses.
“What…what’s going on? Where is Qianqiu Sword going?” Kunwu ran to chase after it, but was stopped by Miaochen Yuanjun.
"It is the Sword-Removing Stone of Dongxu. It chose Mo Qianqiu as the Sword Master of Dongxu."
Kunwu was unable to recover for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter again: "In terms of state of mind, none of us can compare to Mo Qianqiu. This time he sacrificed himself for justice and rushed into the realm of great power... The opportunities in the world are really unpredictable!"
"Has the chaos been refined?" Miaochen Yuanjun came to Shu Wuxi and asked.
Today, Shu Wuxi is not only in control, but also completely possesses the spiritual energy of the Wuyi Sword Sea for tens of thousands of years. The Dan Sea and the Sword Sea are integrated. In terms of cultivation, he is truly unmatched in the world.
"No. It's just that its spirit is difficult to gather. Forcibly converting it is also an obsession." Shu Wuxi said lightly.
Miaochen Yuanjun finally understood: "It turns out that Lu Xiaochan did not convert it, but acknowledged it."
The hundreds of Jianmen families always thought that they were pursuing a state of "no desire and no evil", but evil thoughts in the world neither increase nor decrease, neither arise nor perish.
Being calm and open-minded is the true state of mind.
“Xiao Chan… Wuyijingtian no longer exists, you should come back to Tailing Pavilion.” Kunwu said.
Lu Xiaochan raised her usual smile on her face: "Who said Wuyi Realm does not exist? Wherever my brother Wuxi and I are, that is Wuyi Realm!"
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Lu Xiaochan supported his chin and rode on a reed horse. A small pottery jar was now hanging on his waist where Tai Ling Zhen Yuan used to be.
The pottery jar was filled with soil, and inside the soil was a seed that looked like a night pearl.
This was left behind by the previous master of Qianqiu Palace. Kunwu said that as long as this seed can be allowed to germinate and grow, Mo Qianqiu can be grown. No, it should be a spiritual fruit that can reshape Mo Qianqiu's original body.
However, Shu Wuxi accompanied Lu Xiaochan from the ice crevice of Xiyuan to the desert of Dongxu, from the Beiming Glacier to the Nanli Muwan Peak, but Lu Xiaochan was unable to find the spiritual soil that could make the seeds germinate.
After wandering around like this for hundreds of years, Lu Xiaochan was originally a little worried, but as time went by, he no longer cared.
"Aren't you worried that this seed will never sprout?" Shu Wuxi hugged Lu Xiaochan from behind and whispered in his ear.
"Humph! It's because you always torment me! If Mo Qianqiu heard it, he would either be angry or shy, so it won't sprout!"
Lu Xiaochan wanted to rub his waist, but Shu Wuxi had already started rubbing it for him, with great strength and technique.
They returned to Lushu Town. The streets and alleys looked so familiar. Wusi Winery was still open, but the owner was the great-great-grandson of the former owner! It seemed that nothing had changed in the past hundred years. Except for the villagers, even the bricks on the corners seemed to have remained the same. Shu Wuxi and Lu Xiaochan were just wandering around the town.
A tributary of the Whispering River runs through the center of the town, and the people built a small bridge across it.
Chan, walking down the road, held Shu Wuxi in one hand and held the sugar painting in the other, licking it as he walked towards the bridge.
Just as he reached the highest point of the arch bridge, a figure in plain clothes brushed past him, and the sugar painting shattered with a "crack".
Lu Xiaochan cried out "Ouch" and felt that the pottery jar around her waist seemed to have a little more weight.
He looked down and found that there seemed to be a thin layer of yellow sand on the soil of the pottery jar. More importantly, the seed that had refused to germinate for over a hundred years actually sprouted!
"Look, Brother Wuxi!" Lu Xiaochan was so excited that she almost flew up.
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi responded softly, but seemed to be looking for someone in the crowd.
"What's wrong?" Lu Xiaochan asked as she gently stroked and fiddled with the small tender buds with her fingers.
"It's Yehua Yuanzun." Shu Wuxi replied.
"Who?" Lu Xiaochan was confused. She felt as if she had missed something great.
"It was Yehua Yuanzun who made this seed germinate." Shu Wuxi answered word by word.
"What? Yehua Yuanzun? I haven't even seen his original body!" Lu Xiaochan turned around, pulled Shu Wuxi and ran towards the crowd.
But when the crowd dispersed, Lu Xiaochan did not see Ye Hua Yuanzun.
He licked the other half of the sugar painting that had not yet broken, and then smiled indifferently.
"Xiaochan, what are you laughing at?"
"I laughed at Ye Hua Yuan Zun for being so sneaky! He's probably afraid that I'll fall in love with him! Hahaha!"
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Later, I will find Shu Wuxi and Chan Baby's strollers. Although we don't even have exhaust gas when driving, we still have to be safe to avoid the body being locked.
We will also talk about Mo Qianqiu meeting Yehua Yuanzun again in other extra chapters. Isn’t this a better combination
And if you like it, I will write a modern version of the story about Baby Chan and Wuxu falling into Yehua Yuanzun's "Nongchen" world. Stay tuned!
Next is the new pit of pure love to be filled (it is just tentative, the content or name may change)
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Mr. Dolphin will be the next one
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This is just a campus comedy, I don't intend to use my brain to write it, if anyone wants to read it, please don't use your brain, hehe