After a while, the man appeared beside the Seven Realms Coffin. His white clothes were a little messy and seemed to be stained with dust. His face was not good, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his narrow eyes were slightly red. He looked tired, which he had never seen before. m.
Gu Pinglin was stunned, and then he saw him reaching his hand in.
The fingers are no longer cold, and they feel slightly warm when touching my face.
"Why can't I activate it? Why?" The man sighed, "A hundred years will pass. There is no time. You are so smart. Think about it quickly. Why can't I open the Moon Tracing Light Scroll?"
no respond.
Suddenly, the hand clasped Gu Pinglin's chin.
"You won't tell me?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a charming red shadow at the end of his eyes. "Yes, you would rather die than follow me, so how could you listen to me?"
There was a long silence.
He gradually relaxed his strength, leaned down, his narrow eyes flashing with a bewitching light, and his tone was extremely gentle: "Don't you care about the Lingxin Sect? And the Yue Songting, Bu Shuihan and others you care about so much, as long as you can use the Su Yue Hui Guang Scroll, time will be reversed, and everything will come back. Don't you want to save them?"
Everything comes back.
Gu Pinglin had mixed feelings, but he knew that he had finally found a way to open the Su Yue Hui Guang Scroll.
The man seemed to have forgotten that he couldn't respond, and was still trying to persuade him: "I have dealt with those who hurt you. As for Lu Zhiren, he secretly plotted against you and wanted to subvert the cultivation world. At this moment..." He paused, raised his eyebrows with interest: "The Soul Locking Formation is about to start. When he is closest to success, using the Moon Tracing Light Scroll to stop his plan, isn't it the best revenge?"
As if to verify his speculation, the air currents changed as soon as he finished speaking.
"It comes as it comes." He couldn't help but frown and felt it was a tricky situation.
Something went wrong with the plan, and no one expected that at this critical moment, the Moon-Tracing Scroll could not be opened.
"Who loses or wins in the face of an accident?"
The silver scroll flew into the air and slowly unfolded as the true energy was injected into it, turning into a ten-foot-high scroll shadow that emitted a soft silver glow.
Gu Pinglin understood his decision to forcefully open the Moon Tracing Light Scroll. Once Master Lu succeeded, the Yang Qi of the cultivation world would be lost, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would be cut off, the Taoist tradition would cease to exist, the Taoist method would be destroyed, and the Heaven-Repairing Qi would not be restored, and he would never have the chance to use this magic weapon again.
The shadow of the scroll continued to grow, penetrating the stone wall and spreading in all directions.
The silver light illuminated the stone room and also illuminated his handsome face. Sweat appeared on his forehead, his handsome face turned pale, but his narrow eyes flashed with a cold light, which was the anger that could not be suppressed.
The scroll unfolded slower and slower until it stopped, with half of it remaining.
After several attempts to use his Qi without any response, he slowly calmed down his anger, lowered his eyes, and looked at the handsome young man who seemed to be sleeping in front of him: "Are you happy to see me fail?"
Happy? Gu Pinglin was stunned for a moment before he reacted. Thinking of his obsession, he felt a little uneasy.
"Failure," Duan Qingming muttered to himself, smiling slightly, "I planned everything, but I never thought I would fail at the last moment."
He raised his head again and looked at the huge shadow of the Moon-Tracing Scroll.
"Failure..."
Gradually, the chuckles turned into loud laughter, echoing throughout the stone chamber.
Gu Pinglin was secretly frightened when he saw that he seemed to be possessed by a demon.
"It's been a hundred years, and I can't do it."
"If I can't do it, what's the point of cultivating to the Dan God Realm? Is this God's will?"
…
The laughter gradually died down and finally disappeared.
After a long silence, a calm voice sounded: "Nothing is impossible. In front of me, Duan Qingming, even the will of heaven has to give way. No one can stop me from doing what I want to do."
The madness is gone and the eyes are clear.
In an instant, he turned back into the great swordsman who looked down upon the world, full of aura, and revealed endless confidence and arrogance.
The scroll of "Tracing the Moon and Returning to the Light" continued to unfold, and the white clothes became more dazzling under the silver light. For some reason, a gentle breeze blew in the stone chamber, making the black hair tremble beside her face.
“With me, there is no failure.”
"In front of me, even the ancestor's sword energy has to give way."
"I created the Moon-Tracing Scroll of Light. How dare you not open it for me? How can you call it a divine object if it is so useless?"
…
Every word was as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting the surrounding stone walls and shaking the entire stone chamber.
It was really shaking. Gu Pinglin finally realized something was wrong.
Rocks fell one after another and turned into dust before they touched the two people. They were blown away by the wind. The place seemed to be collapsing.
Gu Pinglin was just wondering when the sky suddenly appeared above his head. His vision suddenly became clear and he saw the sky.
The originally thick yin energy was quickly dissipating, and the Moon-Tracing Light Scroll slowly unfolded. The shadow expanded in all directions, covering the sky and the earth, endlessly.
The sky is getting closer and closer.
No, it's the ground that's rising!
Gu Pinglin reacted suddenly and realized that only the ground was left in the stone chamber. There was no obstruction on all sides, and even the mountain tops were nowhere to be seen. Only floating clouds could be seen, and they were unknown how many thousands of feet above the ground.
A hundred miles away, spiritual birds were crying loudly and circling, not daring to approach. The roars of beasts could be heard faintly from all directions.
Seeing the strange scene before him, Gu Pinglin was shocked and had already guessed something.
A scroll of time axis proves the great way, the power to break through the realm casts a cloud platform, condenses into the pure air of primordial chaos, cleanses the foul air of heaven and earth, all things in the world benefit, and all birds and beasts thank it together.
Ascension.
This is clearly the legendary sign of ascension!
Following the story of Baichuan Patriarch, another legend of breaking through the realm and ascending to heaven finally appeared in the cultivation world. Witnessing this moment with his own eyes, Gu Pinglin was also shocked, and at the same time, infinite sorrow surged in his heart.
Because I know that he did not ascend and remained in this world.
Under the huge shadow of the scroll, everything seemed extremely small, but the scroll was still spreading, with no end, and could never be fully unfolded.
The white-robed cultivator came back to his senses, with a look of surprise on his face, and then laughed: "I, Duan Qingming, entered the Dao with the sword, but now I have achieved enlightenment because of a scroll of the Moon Returning Light. This is really unexpected."
He walked to the edge of the platform and looked into the distance.
It is indeed unprecedented for a sword cultivator to prove his Dao with a magic weapon. Gu Pinglin looked at the white figure for a long while, and then he sighed, "It's lonely up there... Ascension is so simple, so simple that it's boring. What kind of boring world is there outside this boring cultivation world?"
If you haven't been there, how can you know it's boring? Gu Pinglin looked up at the scroll.
In a trance, the man walked back to the Seven Realms Coffin.
"I don't know what's going on in the outside world, but I know that you're not there, and I can't take you away," he said condescendingly, smiling, "A world without you is too lonely and must be boring."
Gu Pinglin felt like there was something stuck in his throat. Even if he wanted to say something, his body was dead and his weak soul could not make a sound.
Both of them understood the reason why they could not open the Scroll of Returning Moonlight.
He broke through the Dan Shen realm, used the cracks in the ascension to rebuild his body, and entered another Dao realm. Only with such cultivation could he use the Su Yue Hui Guang Scroll.
That's fate.
In fact, he should have ascended to heaven when he refined the Tu Yue Hui Guang Scroll, but it was delayed until now because he lost his spiritual heart.
"If we go back in time, erase what happened, and bring the dead back to life, what will happen?" The man finally spoke again, "If everything starts over again, what will happen to us? Will you still lie here?"
On the cloud platform, two people, one life and one death.
The light of the Moon-Tracing Scroll became brighter and brighter, and its unfolding speed became significantly faster and faster.
"Chasing after you, Gu Pinglin, is the only thing I have failed in my life. I was tricked into having nothing. I thought you would bow your head one day, but you were so proud that it made me angry. You would rather die than follow me. Otherwise, with your character, you would surely be able to prove the truth with me right now."
The white-robed cultivator lowered his head, and blood finally flowed from the corner of his mouth. Using his Dan Shen realm cultivation to forcibly open the magic weapon of the Ascension Dao realm, his body could not withstand the backlash force at all.
Even though he knew the result, Gu Pinglin still subconsciously wanted to stop it.
The scroll unrolled slower, and the white-robed cultivator raised his head and said in a cold voice, "Are you forcing me? A magical weapon that cannot be used by me has no need to exist."
He lowered his head again and the coldness disappeared.
"In the next life, this lonely and boring world may become a little more interesting and worth looking forward to."
"We are so close to the Moonlight Scroll. See you in the next life. You remember everything. Will you kill me?"
Will it? Gu Pinglin's soul power was lost and his consciousness was struggling.
"Killing me is not easy. You have so many concerns, and you still want to defeat me..." He laughed, "As long as I don't remember anything, I won't let you succeed easily. If you want to kill me, you must chase me. This is interesting. With the experience of another life, maybe you can succeed?"
As he spoke, blood gushed out from between his lips and teeth. He used the Water Purification Technique several times, but later, probably because his true energy was exhausted, he simply ignored it and let the blood continue to flow down, staining his white robe.
With the memory of his self-destruction in his previous life, Gu Pinglin knew without hesitation that at this moment his elixir spirit must have been destroyed, his internal organs were shattered, and he was in great pain.
The person in front of him did not show any sign of pain, but instead looked relieved.
"It's so hard to chase someone. In the next life, it's your turn to chase me."
When the hundred-year period came to an end, his soul power suddenly weakened and his vision darkened. At that moment, Gu Pinglin realized that there was an extra weight beside him, and the narrow space in the coffin became even more crowded.
No, it shouldn't be like this.
…
That game of life and death, full of exploitation and conspiracy, never brought the deserved retribution.
It turns out that it's not that I don't care, but because this opportunity to kill you was originally given by you. My death is your obsession, and you know I won't let it go easily, so you sealed my memory and gave me this opportunity.
I once thought that my obsession was you.
It turns out that I saw with my own eyes that you gave up on ascension and forcibly opened the Moon-Tracing Scroll, but I was unable to stop you. This is my obsession.
It was precisely because I refused to accept the result that I forgot everything after my rebirth.
…
"Stop!" Gu Pinglin suddenly opened his eyes and met a familiar face.
The man was lying beside him, just as he had been in those days. His sharp eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were closed, and his straight nose drew a cold line in the light. Only the curved corners of his mouth revealed a bit of tenderness, but it couldn't hide the cold-bloodedness under his skin. He was a ruthless monster.