In the eyes of others, Li Yan was obsessed with pursuing his own sect and Gorefiend's past, and was unable to let go of the final collapse of the Beixuan sect. He quietly listened to different people talking about Shi Feng. Figure out what kind of person Shi Feng is.
Paint the scroll, try to think about his clothes, bearing, demeanor...
It's just that the face of the person in the painting is always blank.
Chen He knew that it wasn't that Li Yan couldn't remember or think of it, but that he couldn't satisfy himself with all his assumptions, and he was not worthy of the long-dead man.
No one can bypass the formation set up by Venerable Li Yan, avoid his eyes and ears, and spy on these secrets. Perhaps Tianzun Beixuan, who received the Mirage Pearl many years later, is the only insider.
The picture scroll is hung in a closed room for retreat, and you can see it when you open your eyes.
Li Yan rarely talks to himself about this painting, he always stares at it, and then closes his eyes.
- No matter how good the mirage beads are, you can't see what a person is thinking.
Chen He knew.
This familiar and unfamiliar self has similar eyebrows and eyes, indifferent expression, and hair like frost and snow. At first glance, they are very different from themselves, but they are still the same person after all.
Others thought that Li Yan showed less and less emotions, and his hair gradually turned silver, because the practice was too much and it was exhausting. However, Chen He saw the familiar feeling in Li Yan's eyes that shocked him.
Hidden too deep, like freezing under the ice, only occasionally, will some clues appear.
When it surfaced, it was fleeting. If it wasn't for Chen He, he would almost miss it.
- Live alone, travel alone in the world, fall in love with people who are no longer in this world, and have no chance to remember their appearance.
Chen He couldn't tell how he felt.
Li Yan caressed the scroll with his hands, his eyes were not admiration and love, but a kind of deep fatigue. If it weren't for Li Yan, no matter where he was, he would have a firmness that no one could destroy. It's lifeless grief.
When he walked out of the secret room, those emotions that had been revealed immediately disappeared without a trace, and he was still a feared Demon Dao Venerable, with no weaknesses—in a certain way, he was indeed.
The memory became scattered again, all of which happened in the cultivation world.
The real person Chi Xuan of the Heluo faction soared, and the leader of the righteous path was killed by Venerable Li Yan with a few moves, and he was replaced by Tianyan of the Heluo faction.
Chen He dumbly looked at the majestic and immortal real person Tianyan in his memory. It was the person who looked at him with admiration every three days. No, no, the time was wrong, was the real Tianyan once so capable
Leading the Right Path and Venerable Li Yan are facing each other
After Chen He silently read a few residual memories, he found that it was actually Tian Yan who was more pleasing to the eye.
Needless to say about the Aggregate faction, Han Mingzong is also full of twists and turns. On the surface, he looks like he adheres to the old rules, convincing people with reason, but people are generally not persuaded by reason, but by their strength, cunning and long-windedness.
The leader of the righteous path in front of Master Tianyan was Elder Han Mingzong. When he felt good about himself and played this set in front of Venerable Li Yan, he finally kicked the iron plate.
The four sects went to the second.
Changxianmen always has both sides, or stays out of the way. Obviously, it can't be the leader of the right way, let alone the rest of the small schools. Chen He felt that Venerable Liyan didn't destroy the Qiankun Temple, and he was too lazy to pay attention to that. Kindness to help people. The Chixia Sect in the Western Regions is sticking to the territory and refuses to easily step into the Central Plains. Instead, it became the sect with the largest number of people ascending during the war between Zheng and Demon.
Zhenyan Tianyan was very responsible, racking his brains against Venerable Liyan.
Unfortunately, Venerable Li Yan seems to be perfunctory.
The two wars involving righteousness and demons, which have been involved so much, cannot be stopped by the time Venerable Liyan and the real person Tianyan are in the hands. , not a word can stop this strife.
Li Yan is not like Chen He. He is neither evil nor good. He only has the inheritance of the Beixuan faction, so that he will not become a devil who kills for pleasure and kills for fun, but he can't become a good person.
Before the Nascent Soul period, he was a loose cultivator.
Chen He had heard of and seen how hard the days of loose cultivators in the cultivation world were, and he knew it well.
No one stood beside Li Yan and told him what to do and what not to do. The cruel struggle and the hardships of the mortal world only let him know that having strength means holding everything.
If someone goes against him or betrays him, Venerable Li Yan will listen to him and then look at his mood.
When the other party has reason, he is in a good mood, even if it is betrayal - Venerable Li Yan admires all those who dare to disobey because of himself, but the other party has this kind of intention but no such ability, so he just needs to die.
To die quickly and to die hard are two different things in Li Yan's hands.
For Li Yan, there is no good or evil in the world, and the point of view he thinks is the standard of good and evil.
Immortal Tianyan is very lucky to be in the former category...
Chen He was startled by these memories. He used to think that he had a clear conscience for his deep hatred and hatred with those people, but now after seeing the unscrupulous Venerable Li Yan, he said that the situation is not good.
After looking at it for a while, Chen He simply looked away.
- For haters, things have already happened, but for haters, things have not yet begun.
No matter what he does, it can't change the minds of those who want revenge with hatred. What's the use of worrying? Senior brother said that it is impossible for people to live in the world, and no one can do it without hurting anyone.
An unintentional sentence, a sentence that did not mean that, someone listened to but kept it in their hearts.
No one can decide how others treat you, only who you become.
Venerable Liyan chose this path, or he had no choice. He has such a character. He must have killed people who stood against each other in the battle between the righteous and the devil, and there may be innocent people. If someone comes to take revenge, Venerable Yiliyan's temper will probably agree with a contemptuous smile, and let those who want to come just come.
Everyone has the right to choose what to do, as long as they can bear the consequences that come with it.
Chen He's mind was calm, he thought, if the senior brother is really not around, then he is lucky today, no matter what he faces, it doesn't matter!
What Li Yan can do, he can too!
Li Yan doesn't understand, and he can't tell right from wrong. Senior brother taught him!
Whether this retrospective of the Dao of Heaven is a disaster or a blessing, it becomes unclear. If such an opportunity is not cherished, Chen He himself will not be able to forgive himself.
Especially when he looked at Venerable Li Yan's silent appearance.
I don't know if I'm looking at myself or a sad past.
The fog continued to gather and disperse, symbolizing the passing of time. When Venerable Li Yan finally stood in front of a cliff, Chen He was shocked to find that this was the Motian Cliff, and below it was Heiyuan Valley.
Venerable Li Yan took the last and most wanted step in the world.
Break into the Black Abyss Valley!
This fierce battle is difficult, and it is easy to break the barrier, but if you want to deal with so many people in Heiyuan Valley at the same time, even Venerable Huanjian has to shake his head.
However, one night later, Li Yan stepped past the person lying on the ground and quietly walked into the Black Abyss Valley.
I don't know why, except for the initial tension, everyone was very tacit.
The result of the click is that there are dozens of cultivators in Heiyuan Valley who have dislocated their arms and lost their true essence, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.
Heiyuan Valley Master couldn't pretend to be invisible with everyone. He had already recognized Li Yan, and he was horrified by the opponent's strength. At the same time, as a person who had lived with Shi Feng for 20 years, he knew how Shi Feng died. Knowing the origin of the fire in the wood on Venerable Liyan and the inheritance of the Northern Profound Sect.
"The person you are looking for is gone." Heiyuan Valley Lord frowned and said, "I thought His Holiness knew it long ago."
Venerable Li Yan heard the sound and slowly stopped.
In the Heiyuan Valley, the stream flows, and the Tangli tree stands by the pool.
Fang Fei in the world is just right.
"Where is he?" Venerable Li Yan asked in a low voice.
As if afraid of disturbing something.
"Fellow Daoist Shi Feng has..."
Before Heiyuan Valley Master could finish speaking, he was covered by the old man with long eyebrows who got up from the ground.
Of all the people, only the old man with long eyebrows had seen that scene in the Chifeng Desert, and he had seen Chen He, who was in a dazed and unclothed form. Thinking of the emaciated young man with scars all over his body back then, goodbye to the stern Zhuoran, the green robe. Venerable Li Yan with a red chi crown, long hair dyed with frost, and cold eyes, full of emotion.
Although Li Yan and Chen He didn't know the reason for this emotion, they could still see what the old Taoist seemed to be remembering.
"My disciple Chi Xuan, I mentioned you to Lao Dao..."
Long eyebrows hesitated to speak, and finally sighed and said, "I guess you will come sooner or later, walk along this stream, Fellow Daoist Shi Feng... Bury at the end of the Tangli Forest."
Li Yan didn't look at the person lying on the ground, and went forward without hesitation.
He dares to come to Heiyuan Valley, he can break in alone, in this world, his only opponent is only the way of heaven.
Tang pear blossoms.
Chen He remembered that he used to play in the woods. This is where he grew up. Cangyuqiu remembered every scene here, but Chen He never knew that this place can be so desolate, with flowers and trees in full bloom. Reflecting the beautiful scenery of a stream.
Fang Fei in the world is just right, but that person is under a handful of loess.
The tomb is very ordinary, there is no stone tablet, only the simplest bluestone is used for a circle, and a string of scattered rosary beads are placed on the top.
"You want to take...his remains?" The old man with long eyebrows rushed over and asked with difficulty.
The stream was swiftly flowing, and the petals slowly fell. After a long time, Venerable Li Yan asked softly, "What kind of beads are those?"
"Uh... Fellow Daoist Shifeng had two apprentices who died in vain. This is what he used to cultivate a mantra for them in his lifetime, hoping to be safe and happy in the next life. Who knows that I met you in the Shifeng Desert later..."
Changmei coughed dryly, and wanted to say more, but found that Venerable Li Yan raised his hand, threw a picture scroll to the grave, raised his hand with a flame and turned it into ashes, then turned and left.
"Hey? Wait!" The old man with long eyebrows chased after him and asked, "You...you don't want to say anything to him?"
"He can't hear." Venerable Li Yan replied coldly.
"… "
"I don't do useless things."
Venerable Li Yan once again ignored the people lying on the ground and walked out of the valley.
Only Changmei stood in the same place, dumbfounded, since this Demon Venerable didn't do useless things, what did the voice transmission mean before he left, "This seat will come again next year"
Chen He silently watched Li Yan return to his own territory and back to the secret room.
Spread out the rice paper, hold a pen and draw the blooming flowers and trees and the mountain wall by the pool.
One stroke at a time, all attentive.
It's just that there is no one in the final painting...
In this lifetime, we cannot see each other.
The six paths of reincarnation, the blue and yellow springs, one day...
Li Yan put the pen down and slowly stroked the scroll, snow-white hair hanging down on the paper.
You buried the mud under the spring and pinned the bones,
I send the world full of snow.