Snowing.
It's cold.
The blood is hot.
The snow flakes in the middle of winter flew down from the dark sky, burying the outlines of the surrounding bleak mountains, and the sky and the mountains suddenly became the same color.
Shen Du was a little confused about the direction.
His vision was already blurred. The wounds on his left shoulder and right abdomen were savagely opening, and the blood gushing out continuously took away his strength and temperature, leaving bright traces in this barren mountain.
But he doesn't care.
If those chasing soldiers were fast enough, he would not have escaped here; since he had escaped here, the heavy snow would have enough time to bury his tracks.
What's more, there is Tianji Temple in front, right
"Cough..."
The stone in the deep valley stumbled, and Shen Du's footsteps were heavy and staggering, but fortunately he supported it with the rainbow sword in his hand, and he narrowly avoided falling to the ground. It's just that the qi and blood in the whole body is already in chaos, and it is even more disordered by this shock.
He coughed, and blood stained his thin lips and spilled on the front of his shirt.
The crane cloak, which was only put on three hours ago, was originally a deep purple color, and it became darker and darker after being soaked with the blood of others or his own.
Even the large golden pattern of the Sixteen Heavenly Demons woven and embroidered on the wide sleeved robe was stained.
Where can we see the profound prestige and courage of the ten-year Daoist of the Demon Dao
I'm afraid even the roadside begging is a hundred times, a thousand times better than him.
laugh.
He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and Shen Du only felt the bloody smell rushing up in his throat quickly, and he was about to vomit a mouthful of blood almost the next moment.
But he gritted his teeth and held it back!
On the pale and delicate face, a pair of deep ink pupils is stronger than this wind blowing, colder than the surrounding snow!
It's not that he can't die.
In the ten years of the demon road, I have seen countless lives and deaths, and I have personally ruined the lives of countless people. Since killing his father and killing his mother and taking that position, he never thought that he could die peacefully.
Only Pei Wuji innocently prepared a golden silk nanmu coffin for him.
He said: "If you die one day, I will bury you in this coffin, and then hang it on the Tiantian Cliff. Everything is the same as when you were alive. You can see the earliest sunrise and the latest sunset, the longest day and the shortest night."
Yes, Shen Du doesn't like nights.
He remembered that when he was leaning on the soft couch, he laughed and called Pei Wuji a fool.
Because, with his skill and cultivation, there are very few people in the world who can beat him. If something happened one day and he died, it must have been a big change.
Under such circumstances, how could someone like him keep the whole body
Coffins are all in vain.
But at this moment, Shen Du didn't want to die, nor could he.
I don't want to die here, and I can't die here.
This time, it is the siege of the righteous path in the world, and there are people on the demon path who have their own calculations!
Once he dies here, on the way to escape, he will be found sooner or later, his head will be cut off with a knife, and then he will hang on the high flagpole at Wufengkou, becoming a brilliant footnote in the great achievements of others!
But-
In this world, when only other people make wedding dresses for him, there is absolutely no reason for him to make wedding dresses for others!
Even if he were to die, he would die in a place that these people couldn't reach!
At the age of seventeen, he killed his father and mother, first mastered the way of demons, and practiced the six-harmony magic art;
At the age of 20, he slaughtered the tombs of Wudu, and made the world's demons and heretics come to him;
At the age of 22, he successfully defeated the first immortal of Pengshan, Gu Zhao, and defeated Lu Feichan, the head of Xiefeng Villa. Except for the wise monk Shanzai of the Tianji Temple, who does not eat the fireworks of the world, does not walk around the rivers and lakes, and has no chance to fight against each other, the rest of the sects of the right way have no one to stop him. Since then, he has divided the world with the right way.
…
He is twenty-seven years old this year.
Gu Zhao put an invitation to him, invited him to a banquet to talk about peace, and discussed the matter of going to the Tianji Temple to retrieve the three volumes of the Buddha's treasure.
If there is no good feast, there will be no good meeting.
He had long known that it was a grand banquet, and he was not completely unprepared, but he did not expect that the knife that almost killed him at a critical moment came from behind the back he trusted most.
At that moment, Gu Zhao, who was fighting fiercely with him, showed a bit of surprise. I am afraid that he is extremely smart, and he has not counted this one, right
The rugged mountain road came to an end, and there was no road ahead.
A deep valley lies below.
Shen Du was a little unable to move. He lowered his eyes and let go of the palm that was pressing on the wound in his abdomen. The blood-stained fingers looked like dead branches, and the wound could be clearly seen after removing it.
This is the wound that the sharpest knife in the world can inflict.
Flat and smooth.
He still remembered the dim silver light when it penetrated, like a cold moon reflected in the lake and crushed by water waves, with a few scarlet cloud and thunder patterns floating on the tip.
Likewise, he also remembered Pei Wuji's eyes when he first got the knife.
In the eyes of others, Pei Wuji is a wolf, but in front of him, Pei Wuji is just a dog.
When he is happy, he spoils him and calls him;
Unhappy, he threw him and told him to get out.
He has been in charge of the Demon Dao for ten years, and he has raised Pei Wuji for ten years.
He killed Pei Wuji's parents and saved Pei Wuji's life; he interrupted Pei Wuji's hands and feet, and gave instructions to Pei Wuji's cultivation; he asked Pei Wuji to help him relieve Liuhe Shenjue Backlash, he also sat and watched Pei Wuji stand beside him step by step.
Pei Wuji is Shen Du's knife.
- The world knows it.
But Shen Du didn't know and didn't believe that this knife would still stab him one day.
Is Pei Wuji wanting to avenge his parents? Or do you despise the position of the left envoy of Jiantianya being too low? Or simply think that the coffin he prepared for him should come in handy
Not like.
In the past ten years, if he wanted to kill him, there were countless opportunities, no matter which one would be better than the one three hours ago.
The knife was the one he gave to Pei Wuji.
Who can hold a knife
Shen Du didn't see it. So he didn't know whether the person behind him was Pei Wuji, whether Pei Wuji betrayed him, or maybe he would never know in this life.
The meridians are broken, the infuriating qi is scattered, and the blood loss is too much.
He could fall at any moment.
But the Tianji Temple is not far ahead, and his arrogance and arrogance will not allow him to fall here, and he has always treated himself the most merciless and vicious.
As soon as the white jade-like Rainbow Sword was lifted, it made a deep stroke on the arm!
The little blood in the body gushed out again.
The severe pain made his drowsy consciousness wake up instantly, so his eyes brightened a lot. He forced his steps down the valley, and when he looked up, he could see the deep canyon.
It was like a mountain cracked a gap here, and the unfrozen stream passed through the gap from the other end of the canyon and flowed away from the edge of Shen's one foot.
The shallows are paved with stones.
The stones were only covered with sporadic, melting snow.
It is said that Bukong Mountain, where Tianji Temple is located, is a divine show of Zhongtiandi and integrates the creation of yin and yang. The earth's air is gathered, the winter is not cold, the snow does not accumulate, it turns out that it is not fake.
Shen Du was already in a trance.
He staggered forward, stepping on the stones on the shoal, against the stream, and walked towards the steep canyon.
It was dimly lit inside, and there was a lot of moss growing.
There are old and new bloodstains left on the lonely and high cliffs, some of which have been integrated with the color of the rocks, and some are still from maroon, as if they have only been sprinkled for a few days.
You don't need to think deeply to know that for hundreds of years, I don't know how many people fell unwillingly on this last stretch of the road. Maybe it's a high-level chivalrous person who avoids disaster, or maybe it's a madman who runs for his life...
Every Jianghu person who walks in the world knows that Tianji Temple is a place outside the world, and it rarely interferes in the world's struggles; and what is more famous is a certain rule of Tianji Temple.
The name is: Stop Ge.
No matter whether it is good or evil, what kind of identity, what kind of miserable experience you have had, or how much innocent blood you have smeared, as long as you enter the scope of Tianji Temple, to this pure place of Buddhism—
Don't draw swords and fight again!
For more than ten years, Shen Du has heard many innocent and weak people save their lives because of this rule, and also heard many desperate murderers escaped because of this rule...
But he never thought that he would become one of them today.
It was clearly a short journey, but he walked for a whole moment.
The strong inner strength due to the practice of Liuhe Divine Art has no place to store it, and it has long been scattered into his internal organs. For Shen Du, this was more deadly than the sword wound on his shoulder and abdomen.
He thought that he might not live long.
There was a piercing pain from all the limbs, but it couldn't make him more awake. That long and powerful palm could not even grasp the Rainbow Sword.
"Dang" sounded.
It escaped from his palm and fell on the edge of the canyon rock.
The dim and gloomy sky light due to the snowy sky penetrated into his eyes. When he walked out of the canyon and saw the legendary tall stone tablet with "Tianji Temple" inscribed on its back and "Zhige" inscribed on its back, Shen Du's strong will finally reached its limit. , collapse down!
Unable to hold it any longer, he fell headlong.
Just like the sword that has been with him for ten years.
"crash..."
The person fell into the flowing stream, splashing open, and the blood-soaked robe spread out in the water, washing out the crimson of the stream, making the shadow of the stone tablet reflected in the stream stained with blood.
Consciousness gradually disappears.
The moment before he completely lost consciousness, he could only smell the faint scent of white sandalwood in the cold air, which reminded him of Buddhist temples, three thousand gods and Buddhas...
Die clean, that's fine.