The ink-burning confession is over. There was no sound in the Danxin Hall for a while, and it was all silent.
Which is right and which is wrong? What is right and what is wrong
Although I have my own calculations in my heart, I can't say an absolute.
Mo Ran didn't look at the face of Xue Zhengyi's family. He lowered his eyelashes and said for a while: "Back then, I thought I was going to die in the sea of fire. But when I woke up, I found that I was already lying on the top of life and death. That bag asked. The gentleman sat on the head of my bed, and when I woke up, he held my shoulders and told me that from now on, I will be the son of the dead."
He paused and chuckled, "It's my uncle's nephew."
Du Ruofancan was embroidered on the floor of the Danxin Hall, and the ink burned looking at the purple and red blooming, with a calm expression.
"The bag asked Mr. I was afraid that there would be no reward. So when my uncle rescued me from the burning drunk jade building and asked him anxiously if this was the child he was looking for, he nodded." Mo Ran said, "He That nod changed my fate."
Master Xuanjing sighed: "Amitabha, Lord Mo, can you feel at ease? After so many years, have you never thought of confessing to Lord Xue Zun?"
"Why didn't I think about it, when I first woke up, I was very uneasy and wanted to confess."
The ink-burning eyes are a little hazy, and it seems that he has seen the years of the next life.
"However, when I heard that I was awake, my uncle... came to see me. My uncle cooked noodles for me. I remember three poached eggs, all with candy hearts, and covered with minced meat. She Tell me... I'm afraid I just woke up, I can't digest it, and it's easy to swallow when it's chopped. Xue Meng also came and gave me a whole box of pastries."
Close your eyes slowly.
"I ate that bowl of noodles, those flower cakes. I can't tell the truth. They smiled at me like this, treat me well... If I say, I set the fire of the drunk jade building, and I will kill you. Nephew, your younger brother and sister... What will happen?" Mo Ran whispered, "I can't say it. This sentence is swallowed in my throat, and the more I go to the back... the more I don't know what to say."
Master Xuanjing sighed: "Alas..."
"I know what kind of person Mo Nian is. He is lazy and frivolous. At first, I didn't know if my uncle knew much about him, so I tried my best to learn from him. Later, I found that my uncle didn't know, so I didn't. Everything depends on him." Mo Ran said for a while, and continued slowly, "...In the end, I have a deep hatred and blood debt with Mo Nian's family. But in the end, I took their relatives."
Everyone at the top of life and death is stunned, and many disciples or elders who have had contact with Mo Ran are standing there, with mixed feelings in their hearts. Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang did not speak, they stared at the burning figure.
This child, from a young age to a great master, they watched him grow up all the way.
But now I tell them that all this was wrong from the beginning.
Mo Ran is not their nephew, and what's more, they are even separated by human life and blood feud.
What to say
What to do
Xue Zhengyi didn't know, and Mrs. Wang didn't know either.
They have never seen "Mo Nian". All the debts and longings for the deceased brother are pinned on this child called Mo Ran. They don't know who Mo Nian is, but they have touched Mo Ran's hair and pulled Mo Ran. His hand was burned by the ink and called "Uncle" and "Auntie" again and again.
Xue Zhengyi was in a mess.
In the silence, Mu Yanli said: "The ink burns, although you are pitiful, but you have committed many crimes, and you can't be forgiven lightly. Counting them down, do you know how many big sins you have committed?"
Mo Ran has never liked Tianyin Pavilion, he closed his eyes and did not answer.
Mu Yanli stared at him, his voice was like a bell, and his voice was Lang Lang: "You murdered mortals indiscriminately, set fire to buildings, deceived your identity, lied as a son - on the top of Jiaoshan, you know that you have the blood of the Nangong family on your body, but you stand on the sidelines. , with unpredictable intentions, Gu Yueyue, you started to kill, blood splattered in the hall - what are you asking for?"
"I'll say it again, I didn't kill the person in Gu Yueye, but after the gate of life and death was opened, the two worlds were intertwined, and that person was not me at all."
"The door of life and death is the first forbidden technique. It hasn't been opened for thousands of years. Don't you think your excuses are too absurd?" Mu Yanli said coldly, "I'm afraid it's not that you, as the heir of Nangong, have unwillingness and inflated ambitions. Want to design to subvert the upper and lower cultivation world?"
"The wood pavilion master's words are too much." Jiang Xi couldn't help frowning when he heard this, "In my opinion, Mo Ran has no motive to subvert the upper and lower cultivation world. If he wants to do these things, he will be free in Jiaoshan. If you use some means, I am afraid that the ten major sects will suffer heavy losses. These places are full of doubts, so be careful before you clarify."
Mu Yanli looked at him coldly: "Sect Master Jiang doesn't need to speak for him. Even if he has no intention of subverting the world of self-cultivation, the sins he committed before are enough to be taken to Tianyin Pavilion for interrogation."
After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and commanded the entourage behind her: "Take the ink and take it away."
"Wait a moment!"
Mu Yanli looked sideways and looked at Xue Zhengyi: "Master Xue has something to say?"
Xue Zhengyi's face was red and blue, and he didn't seem to understand why he would stop Mu Yanli. For so many years, it has become his habit to regard ink burning as his own.
He couldn't just sit back and let Tianyin Pavilion take people away like this.
But what should he say? keep it
Xue Zhengyi closed his eyes and his teeth were trembling finely. He only felt cold and felt empty in his heart, as if something important had been gouged out.
He buried his face in the palm of his hand. He was always in good spirits, but at this moment, he was shocked to see old age and hunchedness.
"Does Master Xue want to say goodbye to his nephew?"
Mu Yanli was mean, and he used the word "nephew" intentionally or unintentionally, which made Xue Zhengyi tremble like a floe in the wind.
"I..." Xue Zhengyi's throat was dumb, "burner... ink burning..."
He didn't even know what to call him.
The ink burned but no longer embarrassed him. He closed his eyes, took a few steps forward, and bowed to Xue Zhengyi without saying a word.
Three kneels and nine knocks.
Someone was muttering: "Wait a minute, do something."
"Pretend to be..."
Mo Ran turned a deaf ear to this, and when the gift was over, he got up and was about to leave.
However, at this time, Xue Meng suddenly rushed into the Danxin Palace. His dragon city was full of black blood and was extremely shocked. He shouted: "Outside-"
"what happened?"
"There are a large number of precious chess pieces killed outside, and many are the dead men of Jiaoshan Rufengmen!!"
Everyone is horrified! Rushing out of the hall - I saw the top of death and life, hundreds of feet outside the sky, countless monks took to the sky to control their swords, and their robes were hunting and flying. Half of these people are dressed in uniform black robes with face coverings, and the other half are wearing crane and feather coats with silk belts to cover their eyes.
"What, what's going on?!"
"Haven't all these corpses already sunk in Nangong Si? Why did they all pop up again! Who lifted the ban?"
The words came out, but there was an answer in his heart.
Who lifted the restriction, and who else could unlock the Nangong family's restriction
A lot of angry eyes have turned to Mo Ran.
Although the ink burned at this time, he knew who was behind the scenes, but he couldn't argue. What's more terrible is that he has lost his spiritual power now, and he can't stop the chess pieces from attacking. He can only watch hundreds of dead soldiers come.
The top of life and death is the same as the previous life.
In an instant, fish and dragons turned waves, and in an instant it would become a sea of blood.
- It turns out that the "surprise" that the teacher said is not over yet...
"Fight first!"
"Repel this wave of chess pieces! Repel them first!"
Everyone came out of the hall to greet them, but because they had no prejudice about this change, and these precious chess pieces were coming in a turbulent manner, there was no warning, so they were in chaos in an instant.
Mo Ran stood in front of the hall, watching the chess pieces land one after another, and they confronted the disciples at the top of the dead and fought against the monks' magic.
The silver-blue light armor and the black cloak fought in one place, mingling with each other.
He stood on the jade steps, the corners of his eyebrows twitched, and all this was almost a replay of the memory of his previous life—
In the last life, it was he who controlled the army of chess pieces that gathered from the dead and the living, killing all those who dared to say "no" to him.
It was also from that moment that he became accustomed to killing people. Accustomed to human life like a mustard, the liver and brain are covered with heavy mountains.
He still remembered that he was also standing in front of the Danxin Hall at that time, and the traitorous disciple Mo Weiyu smiled and looked down at the vast group of heroes and all living beings. Next to his boots, there were the bodies of Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang Weihan.
"From the top of life and death, use your blood to pave the way for me."
The sneer of the previous life was still in his ears, and the ink burned his eyelids, and he shouted at Xue Meng: "Don't fight, you can't beat it! Go, you all go!"
The voice was noisy, and Xue Meng was too far away from him to hear it.
The ink burned and looked around, the surrounding swords were arguing, and the war was chaotic.
When he saw Jiang Xi fighting with more than ten pieces of chess pieces, at that moment he thought about how Jiang Xi fell under his knife in his previous life—
"You don't kneel in this seat?"
"Don't kneel."
"Don't admit that this seat is an emperor?"
"deny."
Blood splattered, and the knife fell from the hand.
Can't beat...
The ink burned to see that the palace master of the Snow Palace lowered his eyes and blew, and his voice penetrated the sky, and the chess pieces were blurred and swayed, but he thought of how the palace master of the previous life ended up with all his fingers destroyed and his muscles and bones cracked—
"Why are you stubbornly resisting?"
"Since I am the master of the first palace, although I am unable to protect the safety of the Snow Palace, I will never run away."
Tao Xun was shattered, and finally became an absolute sound.
Can't beat it.
There were many chaos, and the ink burned to see Mrs. Wang and Xue Zhengyi joining hands to defend the enemy in the distance. What flashed in front of him was the faces of the two of them in the previous life, and the sadness and anger were frozen in his eyes.
Through two lifetimes, staring straight at him and resenting him.
cold.
Really cold.
The muscles and bones of the ink burned all over the body, and the fingertips were cold. The teacher did this step... He actually did this step!
Before, he felt that the coercion before the teacher took away Chu Wanning could not be taken lightly, so he resolutely returned to the top of life and death. At this moment, his scalp could not help tingling—
If he was impulsive that day, did not listen to the threat of the teacher, and insisted on going back to Chu Wanning, what would happen
Half of the heroes in the cultivation world are here. What would happen if these people died on the top of life and death without knowing it
The interlocking arrangement of the teacher's arrangement did not give him half a breath. The ink burns and looks up, and the precious chess game is full of mountains and plains... The living dead who are not afraid of death and pain... The corpse, the sea of blood, the charm, the bones and the bones...
Can't go on like this, can't go on like this! !
The teacher said that this is a "surprise" for him, so it will not be laid for no reason. Now that he is back and he has obeyed, there must be a solution! He couldn't watch the old dream repeat itself, he couldn't watch the pinnacle of death and life collapse, and he couldn't watch his uncle and aunt die in front of him again.
If the past repeats itself, how can he face himself... How should he face Chu Wanning
The ink burned back suddenly, divided the overlapping crowds, and ran towards his aunt and aunt.
"Stop fighting! Get out of here first, get out of here first, don't fight! It's impossible to fight!"
His voice was hoarse and his eyes were cracked. He is like a man sunk in the ocean, trying his best to get to the other side. He is like the dead to the living, like a moth to the fire, and one life to another.
"Stop fighting! Go, go! You can't fight!"
Can't beat it.
I have seen your death with my own eyes.
Let's go, please.
Suddenly, a sword crossed the way, and the light of the sword was cold.
Looking at it, it was Mu Yanli's icy face.
"Are you trying to run away from the chaos?"
The ink burned angrily: "You get out of the way!"
"You are already a repeat offender in the cultivation world, I should-"
When the words were broken, Mu Yanli felt cold behind her back, and when she turned around, she saw a chess piece wearing a face covering slashing the sword and swinging down, she hurriedly turned around to fight, her eyes were full of killing intent. She shouted: "The ink burns! You are indeed making trouble!"
This woman's voice was clear, like an ice spring, and it was easy to identify.
This sound attracted the attention of the monks in the surrounding circles, seeing that the chess piece and Mu Yanli were in full swing, but they never touched the ink.
It was only then that everyone discovered that almost all the chess pieces that came to the top of life and death seemed to regard Mo Ran as a partisan, and they all avoided him and did not hurt him.
Someone shouted angrily: "It's really the ink burning that dog thief is at work!"
"He's with these chess pieces!"
Faces that were burning with anger were twisting and twisting, such whispers and growls poured into each ear, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked at him.
overlap, overlap.
In such angry eyes, he is the devil who kills without blinking. He seems to have become the emperor who has stepped on all the immortals to respect the world again. He immediately broke the thousand precepts with his sword, and he regards this world as dung. He is crazy!
Someone shouted sharply: "Take him!"
"Watch him, don't let him escape!"
"Look how long he can pretend!"
There was a buzzing sound in the ears, the same resentment, the same accusation, and the same crusade.
The scenes of the two worlds are too similar, and he can even recall the life-and-death confrontation between himself and Chu Wanning.
On that day, just like today, the ink burned with precious chess pieces, and controlled the dead and the living, beasts and birds.
He sat high and stared, lowered his eyes and smiled, watching the sky and the earth turn upside down, and the day became dim.
In the end, Chu nightning stopped him.
It was Chu Wanning, who tried his best to fight against his millions of chess pieces. The weapon was changed from Tianwen to Jiuge, and from Jiuge to Huaisha.
waisha.
The ink burns will never forget the sadness and pain in the eyes of Chu Wanning when he finally summoned Huaisha.
"It is rumored that this is Master's killing blade, and I can finally see it today."
Chu nightning asked him at that time: "Ink burning, how can you put it down?"
He just smiled brightly: "I can't let it go, Master, my hands are full of blood. I killed my uncle and aunt with my own hands, and killed my fellow brothers and sisters... Now as long as I sacrifice your head again, I will be an unprecedented overlord— No one can stop me."
Chu nightning's expression was extremely stinging.
He saw it, but he felt very unhappy, and a malicious revenge ran rampant in his heart. He gritted his back molars and rolled out the words.
"Kill you. There is no one else in this world that I can't kill."