Listening to Lin Coffin's words, Su Qingyi fell into deep thought. After a long time, she slowly said: "How do you know that Shen Fei won't come?"
"I have Shen Fei's memory of Mei Changjun."
"What did Shen Fei go to do?"
"Retreat for a hundred years, and directly enter the middle stage of Jindan."
"Mei Changjun wants to stay here for a hundred years?!" Su Qingyi was surprised, Lin Coffin nodded, and said with difficulty: "Life is better than death, a hundred years."
As he said that, he thought of Mei Changjun in Shen Fei's memory.
A hundred years later, Shen Fei made a breakthrough in retreat. When he came out, he heard that Mei Changjun was forced to fall off the cliff by Qing Rai. He raised his sword and killed Qing Rai all the way. In front of all his disciples, he beheaded Qing Rai with one sword.
At that time, he was covered in blood. Standing in front of the trembling Elder Qing, he said in a cold voice, "You think your daughter's life is enough to make up for Changjun? No, even if she dies ten thousand times, she can't make up for a Changjun."
Then he killed Elder Qing all the way, and jumped off the Yinhun Cliff before Lianluo rushed over.
When he jumped down, he thought he was going to save Mei Changjun.
But after jumping down, he saw that there was no ghost on the Yinhun Cliff. Mei Changjun was wearing a blood-red dress, smiling, holding a flag in his hand, standing in the endless desert, watching quietly. with him.
"Senior Brother," she didn't call him Brother Shen Fei, she smiled and said, "You are here."
Shen Fei felt extremely terrified in her heart, a hundred years had passed, and she had already reached a half-step golden core. But unlike them Taoist cultivators, there is a sea of blood and corpses behind her, and anyone can smell the strong smell of blood on her body.
"Brother," she said, "I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for you for a hundred years."
Fifty years ago, she had eaten up all the souls here, and obtained the ancient treasure, the soul-inducing banner.
But she didn't leave, she has been waiting here.
From full confidence at the beginning to despair, from despair to obsession.
Mei Changjun has demons in his heart, since then.
Wait for him, must wait for him. Shen Fei will definitely come to save her, how could he abandon her
He is her all, her only, he promised not to abandon her, promised to love her, if there is anything in this world that makes her feel the only nostalgia and warmth, then only this person.
So she can't let go, she can't leave, she must wait for him.
After waiting for fifty years, she finally waited for him in the vast desert.
Hearing Lin Coffin's words, Su Qingyi frowned, she tapped on the table, and said slowly: "Lin Coffin, have you ever thought about it, in fact... Changjun doesn't love Shen Fei."
Lin Coffin was slightly taken aback, and Su Qingyi slowly said: "Don't you think, Chang Jun's obsession with Shen Fei has become a demon?"
"I know..." Lin Coffin nodded, and said in pain, "So... I don't want her to become a demon."
"System," Su Qingyi summoned the system: "Is there any way? Lin Coffin is really miserable."
"Actually," the system thought for a while, "According to my observations, I think that as long as you don't go against major events... you should be fine."
"What is a big event?"
"You know that you are in a book, right? It's written in the book. If you don't let it change, it seems that there is no big problem... For example, Tianjianzong can't be destroyed, Shen Fei can't die, you can't change these things , but Lin Coffin gave Mei Changjun some water to drink, this is not a big problem. Of course, if Lin Coffin makes Mei Changjun fall in love with him and ignores Shen Fei from now on, resulting in the ghost gate not being wiped out, this problem will be big gone."
Su Qingyi nodded: "Understood."
Then she raised her head and said to Lin Coffin: "Actually...you have a way."
"Um?"
"Pretend to be Shen Fei, don't let her know that you did all of this. This way nothing will be rewritten, she still loves Shen Fei, that's all right..."
Lin Coffin didn't speak, Su Qingyi hesitated and said, "If you don't want to..."
"No," Lin Coffin refused her: "I am willing."
As he said that, Lin Coffin laughed mockingly: "I've been pretending to be Shen Fei for so many years, so what if I pretend to be another hundred years?"
Su Qingyi didn't speak. She nodded, sighed, and went to the back of the study. After asking Qin Zichen for her birth date, she wrote several talismans to Lin Coffin, and said seriously: "This is the summoning talisman for me and Zichen. Pour spiritual power into this talisman, and we will appear in an instant."
Lin Coffin nodded, and Su Qingyi instructed again: "You can only be Shen Fei, you can always be Shen Fei, you can't just rewrite history, you know?"
"I know." Lin Coffin struggled to make a sound, and as he spoke, he sighed, "I'm leaving first. Ran Yan, take advantage of the opportunity of these six hundred years to practice hard."
Su Qingyi nodded, got up and sent Lin Coffin away. After Lin Coffin left, Su Qingyi turned to look at Qin Zichen, Qin Zichen was sitting on the futon and watching her quietly, he was very quiet, always so quiet, but at this moment, Su Qingyi suddenly wanted him to say something.
After a long time, she slowly said: "I want to retreat."
"how long?"
"I want to conceive a baby here."
Qin Zichen nodded without saying much, "Okay."
"Zichen," Su Qingyi walked up, knelt down, held his hand, and looked up at him: "Back then, I didn't kill my family."
"I know." Hearing this, Qin Zichen felt a little pain in his heart, as if the sword had pierced his heart back then, he couldn't help but stroked her hair, and said gently, "I believe in you."
"I want to find out what happened at that time... Back then, when I was in Mahayana, I was still designed by the other party to hide. This time, I don't want to find out the murderer, but I can't take revenge."
"It's different." Qin Zichen said softly, "This time, I'm by your side."
"But Zichen, I can't rely on you for everything..." Su Qingyi's voice was hoarse, she raised her hand, stroked his hair, and said gently: "Before I retreat, I will set up the big formation, you protect Zong Door, don't try too hard."
"Um."
"When I was Ran Yan in my previous life, although my aptitude was against the sky, my foundation was not solid. Many breakthroughs were temporary breakthroughs during wartime. In fact, I have not been consummated at the same level since I was born. This time, I am ten Turning to Jindan, so I want to form a purple baby."
"Um."
Su Qingyi didn't say much about the rest, in fact, she really wanted to say something more, but looking into the other person's eyes, she couldn't say anything, it seemed that the other person understood all the words. She let go of his hand and stood up. Before turning around, Qin Zichen suddenly grabbed her, pulled her into his arms, and hit her with the tip of his tongue.
Contrary to the calmness on his face, his kiss was intense and serious, even with some trepidation.
He seemed to be indulging himself. After the kiss was over, he held her in his arms and whispered, "I'll wait for you."
"No matter how long, I will wait for you."
Su Qingyi hugged him back, finally feeling complete.
After a while, she got up to leave, and he followed her into the retreat cave, until Su Qingyi closed the door, and he stood at the door for a long time before leaving.
Su Qingyi couldn't help sighing when she heard footsteps outside.
"He looks like this, how can I retreat quietly?" Su Qingyi asked the system. The system said lightly: "I have a set of baby-forming exercises here, the best, why not?"
"Yes, yes."
The sound of deducting points sounded in his mind, and a book fell directly from the air. This book described in detail the method of forming a purple baby. Su Qingyi read the words carefully. Those words seemed to have a magical power, which instantly dragged her into the universe.
She flows with time, watching the growth and cycle of all things, from the vast universe to mayfly dust, all of which are magnified and slowed down in her eyes. She carefully observed every part of their lines, and for a moment she forgot everything.
Spiritual energy flowed into her body continuously. She already had widened meridians, plus the pure yin constitution, which could not filter the spiritual energy, the nourishment of warming grass, the help of first-grade thunder root, and the sky sword With Zong's strong aura, practicing at this time is simply the right time, place and people for her to gather together.
Generally speaking, with her qualifications, she can conceive a baby within five years.
But the infants are also divided into levels, just like the pills are divided into ten turns, and the infants are also divided into ten units. Ziying is the top Nascent Soul, which cannot be produced for a hundred years. Infant formation can directly reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and it is even incomparable in the later stage. It can be regarded as invincible at the same level.
Su Qingyi made up her mind this time, it would be the best for her to marry the Golden Core, and the best for the Nascent Soul.
While cultivating, he couldn't notice the passage of time at all, but Qin Zichen, who was outside, felt that the days seemed like years.
In the first ten years, he expanded Wenjian Peak, met his master Yun Xuzi on the way, and took him as an apprentice after thinking about it. Because Su Qingyi said that he wants to follow Qingxu's life trajectory.
In the second and third ten years, Xuanhua's six juniors gradually reached the out-of-body stage. They had a big battle with Xiuhuagu. Xiuhuagu's vitality was severely injured, and they beheaded two monks in the out-of-body stage.
In the fourth, fifth, and sixth ten years, Wen Jianfeng had three thousand disciples. He traveled all over the world, hoeing the strong and helping the weak. He thought that he would forget Su Qingyi, just like when he came to the world of cultivation and devoted himself to cultivation, he would soon forget Su Qingyi. Faded. But this time, the more I want to forget, the more I can't forget, and the farther I go, the more I miss it.
He has been to many places and seen many beauties. When he sees beautiful flowers, he wraps them in resin and puts them in the Naxu ring when they are in full bloom, waiting to give them to her; when he sees beautiful dresses, beautiful hairpins, and smelling sachets, he will also buy them. Put it in the Naxu ring and wait for her.
He bought her a lot of things and left many places where he wanted to take her.
He finally learned to drink, knew how to distinguish between good and bad, and then brought her back.
He finally discovered, or rather admitted, that he couldn't live without her.
So he returned to Tianjianzong, guarded on the cliff of asking swords, and never left again. The other six peaks of Tianjianzong were gradually established, and the second junior brother behind him, who was later the peak master of the third peak, Lei Xuzi, also worshiped Tianjianzong.
Tianjianzong became more and more like the great sect of later generations, Xuanhua also began to hide from the world, practice seriously, and everything was taken over by Qin Zichen. Qin Zichen thought of the Heavenly Sword Sect in later generations, and thought of Xuanhua at this moment. He hoped that the Heavenly Sword Sect would be as fair, pure, and daring as he imagined, so he took on the task of educating the new disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. chores, almost every day to give lessons to the disciples. The Qifeng disciples all respected him.
Qin Zichen originally thought that Xuanhua would disagree with his teaching of integrity to his disciples, but who knew that after Xuanhua came out of retreat, he saw the upright appearance of his disciples, instead he laughed and said to Qin Zichen: "Qingxu , Heavenly Sword Sect has you, it is our great fortune."
As he said that, Xuan Hua dragged Qin Zichen to drink, unlike his elders, who dragged him to chat seriously.
Qin Zichen drank, just like him, taking his time and drinking lightly. Not long after, Xuan Hua collapsed drunk at the table, talking nonsense to him with a wine glass.
"You don't know, a thousand years ago, when I was still Yuanying, I established the Heavenly Sword Sect with Ninghua. She has good aptitude and is much smarter than me. Two hundred years ago, she ascended through the tribulation. But she didn't After surviving the catastrophe, I failed. The last words she said to me before the ashes disappeared were, Xuan Hua, you have to take good care of the Heavenly Sword Sect."
As he said that, Xuanhua chuckled, looked at the moon, and sighed: "Sky Sword Sect is like the child of Ning Hua and I. After Ning Hua left, I have only Sky Sword Sect left. I only have one hope , I hope that the Heavenly Sword Sect will become more and more prosperous and become the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals. Qingxu, do you think I am dreaming?"
"No," Qin Zichen looked at him seriously, "The Heavenly Sword Sect is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals."
Xuan Hua patted his legs and laughed loudly. He stopped talking, looked up at the moon, and suddenly sighed: "Qingxu, it takes a long time to be alone."
Qin Zichen didn't speak, he lowered his head and sipped his wine.
Su Qingyi, alone, the time is really long.
Five years later, the sky was surrounded by purple air, and the spiritual power began to fluctuate. Qin Zichen was startled from the meditation, and immediately understood that it was Su Qingyi who gave birth to a baby!
He quickly took out the magic weapon that he had prepared for many years and threw it around Su Qingyi's cave, and then drew out his sword, ready to protect the magic.
The sky was cloudy and rolling. Spiritual energy frantically surged into Su Qingyi's cave, forming a vortex.
The nearby monks felt the fluctuation of spiritual power and stood up to watch the thunder disaster.
But Su Qingyi, the owner of Lei Jie, was immersed in a vast ocean, as if in a mother's womb, and slowly opened his eyes.
She felt as if she had traveled through the prehistoric ages and came to this world again. The aura rushed into her meridians like a vast ocean, and she gradually had her own hands, feet, eyes, and mouth in the aura...
The sky thunder gathered on the roof, and the first thunder struck straight down, causing the ground to tremble, and the magic weapon Qin Zichen prepared for her to overcome the catastrophe was instantly split in two, making Qin Zichen couldn't help but frowned. He frowned.
The first thunder is so powerful, how can this be a thunder disaster in the Nascent Soul stage!
Is it because she is a person against the sky? Is it because she does not belong to this time and space
"Two hundred years ago...she didn't survive the catastrophe..."
Xuan Hua's voice rang in his ears, Qin Zichen trembled all over, he clenched his long sword tightly, wishing he could rush up and be hacked for her.
Anyway, he is Leilingen...
Thinking of this, Qin Zichen felt much more at ease.
The advantage of Leilingen is that Tianlei can only benefit them and not harm them. Others are easily struck to death by lightning, but Leilingen is different. They have a certain chance to turn the thunder for their own use.
Qin Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, watching the second cloud of thunder gather, and struck down again!
A flying sword rushed out from the cave, and met the thunder light!
While Su Qingyi was in the cave, feeling the crazily circulating spiritual power in the meridians, and looking at the baby in her belly, it slowly took on a vague appearance.
She is starting to have babies.
She clearly realized.
Wu Dao forcibly resisted the second lightning tribulation, and flew back again.
The sky thunder continued to condense, and two hours later, the third thunder calamity came immediately, and it blasted straight towards the top of Su Qingyi's head! Su Qingyi's complexion did not change, and she resisted with her body!
The sky thunder hit her body directly, and the thunder and lightning rushed into the meridians. In an instant, the spiritual roots began to work crazily. Su Qingyi clearly saw a small flash of lightning rushing into her abdomen, and then rushed towards the spiritual root.
Her body was scorched black, she didn't care, and continued to draw the spiritual energy towards the baby. Ziying needs a lot of aura to conceive a baby. If it is not because of her own meridian development, she has a lot of aura stored, plus her heavenly root, I am afraid that I would not be able to conceive a Ziying at all.
Thunder roared, and after five hours, the fourth thunder struck...
Three days later, the fifth lightning struck...
The farther to the back, the longer it took for Lei to gather, and the momentum became bigger and bigger. And the villain in Su Qingyi's abdomen also became clear, and phantoms began to appear in front of her eyes.
She knew that this was the coming of the Heart Demon Tribulation.
"Master." Someone called her.
Su Qingyi didn't look up, the man came out from the dust, dressed in white, carrying a lantern, black hair tied casually with a ribbon, and sighed: "Master, why are you drunk with Senior Mei again?"
As soon as the picture turned, it went back to Jijili when she was fifteen years old. Everyone surrounded her. She knelt on a high platform with her hair loose. She said softly: "Yan'er, I don't ask you to ascend to immortality, I only wish you a lifetime of happiness."
Then it was the backyard of her house. She was playing with the six-year-old Ran Mo, grabbing Ran Mo blindfolded, and listening to Ran Mo shouting: "Sister! Sister! Come and catch me."
She chased the brat around and then slammed into someone's arms. She was a little dissatisfied, touched the other person's face and said, "Who is it?"
"Touch again," Xie Hantan said with a smile in his voice, "Touch again, and I'll kiss you."
The surroundings are full of laughter, the picture is spinning, and countless beautiful memories surround her. She stands in the middle, neither sad nor happy.
"Get out of the way." She finally spoke, her voice flat.
Xie Hantan turned into black clothes, wearing a crane cloak, holding a golden fan, standing on the altar, watching her quietly. There was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, as if he had returned to the moment when he was dying, the moment when he looked up at her.
"Master, do you hate me?"
His voice was like a drop of water falling in an empty stagnant pool, making a crisp thud.
hate it
Su Qingyi watched the other party approaching with a sword, feeling at a loss. At this moment, the surrounding area turned into blood. Her master, parents, younger brother, and senior brother all came towards her with swords in hand. Countless blood-colored figures followed behind them, and they seemed to be familiar with each other.
"Hate?"
"Hate it?!"
"You lost everything, were hunted down, betrayed by the person you love the most, and hacked into pieces. Don't you hate this world?!"
"But you can't do anything, it's so hard for you to know who the murderer is?! Don't you hate? Don't you feel wronged? Are you not afraid?!"
There was no way to buzz in her hands. She wanted to keep her cool, but these people were so real. She couldn't hide her heart.
She hates, she resents, she fears.
Even if this resentment is not as strong as she imagined, and the rebirth of the past memory seems as far away as the last life, but the emotions engraved in the bones, even if they are forgotten as time goes by, they will never completely disappear.
She wanted to draw her sword, to protect herself, to slash.
With cold sweat dripping down her face, she saw a white jade sword coming through the air, as if it was the moment when her life ended!
She holds the epee in her hand and is about to draw it out! At that moment, a hand suddenly pressed on hers.
That white jade-like hand is icy cold.
He hugged her from behind and pressed her hand, the coldness instantly woke her up, while the warmth in his arms made her calm down slowly. He hugged her quietly, his soft and shiny hair fell to her chest, and the surrounding voices became quieter. Only him, breathing still ringing in his ears, said softly: "Don't draw your sword."
"Don't draw your sword for hate, don't draw your sword for fear."
"Qingyi," the other party sighed softly, "In this life, you have me."
Su Qingyi didn't speak, her expression became calm. The surrounding area turned into a vast white mist, Su Qingyi looked at Wudao in his hand, and slowly calmed down.
"Zi Chen," she called him in a low voice, and the other party replied lightly, "Yes."
"In this life, I not only have you." She looked up at him and smiled slowly: "I also have a sword."
As soon as the words were spoken, her sword stabbed fiercely, piercing into the opponent's heart. In an instant, the surroundings were shattered. Su Qingyi slowly opened her eyes, feeling a purple baby in her belly, and followed her to open her eyes.
Don't draw the sword out of hatred, don't draw the sword out of fear, don't rely on others for peace of mind, in this life, she not only has Qin Zichen, she also has a sword.
Even without Qin Zichen, she still has herself.
The last thunderbolt rumbled down, splitting the mountains and plains with thunder, and the strong wind made Qin Zichen's clothes rattle. Xuan Hua fell behind Qin Zichen, frowned at the thunder, and said anxiously: "Qingxu, I think the thunder is wrong..."
"That's not right." Qin Zichen said softly, "She married ten purple babies."
"Zi Ying?!" Xuan Hua showed a surprised expression, and after a while, he seemed to want to say something, but didn't say much.
That bolt of thunder descended like a waterfall, blasting for a full two hours. Two hours later, the lightning gradually disappeared, and a deep pit appeared on the ground. Qin Zichen rushed over and jumped directly into the huge round pit.
"Qingyi! Su Qingyi!"
He was trembling all over, but he didn't see anyone.
Fear welled up from his heart, and Xuanhua who followed him sighed: "Qingxu, these six or nine thunder calamities fell to Yuanying..."
"Shut up!" Qin Zichen roared angrily, then began to look around on the ground, shouting, "Qingyi! Qingyi!"
Xuan Hua looked at him sympathetically, after a long time, a golden drizzle fell from the sky. Xuan Hua was taken aback for a moment, Qin Zichen looked up at the sky and reacted abruptly.
The rain on this day will only fall after the person has successfully crossed the tribulation, and it will be counted as a reward from the way of heaven for the person who has crossed the tribulation. A golden light fell from the sky, a skeleton broke through the ground, rose slowly under the golden light, and then the flesh and blood on its body began to grow rapidly.
After a while, the nun slowly opened her eyes.
She still had a mask on her face, she still had the appearance of Liuhui, she was wearing a black dress, and she was carrying an epee on her back. The golden light slowly disappeared on her body, and she finally fell to the ground.
As soon as he stood still, he was suddenly hugged by a person.
For the first time, a person who had always been so indifferent lost his composure and hugged her tightly.
"Su Qingyi, I miss you," he said slowly, his voice was steady, but his body was trembling, and he said slowly, "Ninety-five years."
Su Qingyi was a little surprised, she smiled, and hugged him back.
"Don't be afraid, we still have tens of millions of years."
Xuanhua next to him looked at the two silently and let out a long sigh. At this moment, Bai Fuchen rushed in suddenly, and said anxiously: "Master, Xingyunmen sent a letter, saying that they want to see Master Liuhui!"
"See you then, what are you doing in a hurry!" Xuan Hua was a little dissatisfied. Bai Fuchen panted heavily, and continued: "Also, there is a disciple in Penglai who became a demon cultivator after obtaining the divine weapon, and was recruited by the Ling Xiao Sect to become an elder. He will attack the Heavenly Sword Sect soon!"
"The demon cultivator who got the artifact?" Su Qingyi suddenly raised her head: "What's your name?"
"Mr. Mei."
Fuck, why did Mei Changjun come to attack Tianjianzong? ! ! That's not how the script was written, bro!