Ninghua didn't speak, she sighed and closed her eyes.
The thunder rumbled and gathered above Ninghua's head, the pool of water around her rolled, and the spiritual energy began to roll away into her body. Xuan Hua trembling, climbed out of the spring water with difficulty, before the first thunderbolt landed, he started to run out crazily. Ninghua quietly watched his back from behind him, without saying a word, still struck by the thunderbolt on her body.
She has practiced Taoism for eight hundred years. When she was young, she once asked her master what Taoism is.
Master told her that Dao is attachment.
She was puzzled: "So many people say that seeking the Tao means not being attached, so why?"
Master smiled: "Isn't it also a kind of attachment to be attached to not being attached?"
"What do you believe in, what becomes your obsession, this is your Tao. The Tao Xinsheng is unshakable and indestructible. This is the cornerstone and foundation of all you."
"What if I am obsessed with destroying the world?" She was a little at a loss. If Tao is an attachment, then being obsessed with good and evil, aren't they all attachments
Listening to her words, the master's face remained unchanged, he looked into the distance, and said calmly: "Then destroy it."
"There is no good or evil in the Tao, there is a good way, and there is an evil way, as long as you can persist until the end, it is all the way."
Eight hundred years later, she has always kept this in mind.
She begged for immortality, and for this to shine with the sun and the moon. She wishes her life to shine forever, not to be faded, not to be forgotten.
So along the way, she didn't hesitate at all.
Now that it's finally time for her to prove the Tao, she also wants to know if her Taoism has been shaken at all.
Thunder came down in waves, splitting her body to pieces, and the spring water in Lingtan continued to nourish her and provide her with strength. Her vision became extremely clear, and she could clearly see the figure who was walking away.
He was running, running like hell.
Even though his body had just recovered and he was extremely weak, he showed the aura of a strong man, and ran desperately without turning his head.
She knew what he meant.
He was leaving her life, never to return.
She couldn't help but chuckled and closed her eyes. A burst of thunder came down, and her mind was sober.
If she wants to live, she must live, live forever, and be the same age as the world.
The sky thunder struck for a full eighty-one days, and the surrounding area of the Lingtan was turned into weeds, and half of the Lingtan was absorbed by her, and the final blow finally roared and swooped down!
Ninghua opened her eyes suddenly amidst the thunder, and let the thunder and lightning break her body, something exploded from her brain, and a beam of light shot up from her body!
She opened her eyes in a brilliant light, and saw a road. It was the road of waiting for immortality, she got up calmly and set foot on the road of ascending immortality.
Under the red carpet, someone reached out and grabbed her dress.
"Save me... Ning'er, save me..."
The voice was old, it was her mother many years ago. Eight hundred years ago, in order to seek longevity, she left her clan, trekked thousands of miles, and traveled across the ocean, finally arriving in the realm of cultivation.
Her mother chased her all the way, calling her name, but she never looked back.
Eight hundred years ago, she gave up her family affection, so naturally she would not ask for it eight hundred years later.
So she swung her sword to cut off those old hands, and walked forward.
The farther forward, the more voices linger, and more hands break through the ground, grabbing her, pulling her, hugging her, with the sound of wailing and crying.
In order to gain longevity, she committed countless crimes; in order to seek the Dao, she cut off the ordinary life.
With a flat face, she swung her sword all the way to cut off these arms, cut through these phantoms, and finally walked up to the steps. Just as she was about to step up the steps, she suddenly grabbed her sleeve with both hands.
She didn't want to look back, but she still didn't stop her heart and slowly lowered her head.
Holding her sleeve was a five-year-old child, wearing a black robe with a bun on his head, looking at her seriously.
"You promised me," he said with tears in his voice, "wait for me to ascend together."
Ninghua's heart trembled slightly.
When she promised him back then, she thought it was a child's talk. But later, when she knew that he might stay in the world forever, and when she heard the words "Ninghua, I want to come back" in the sound transmission talisman, she really thought about waiting for him to ascend together.
The only time she wavered, the only time she abandoned the Dao, almost exhausted all her cultivation, broke through the barrier set by the Dao of Heaven, and went to pick up a person. But when the man came back, he brought another girl with him.
She called her an ant, and she knew it in her heart.
He is a dragon and she is a human being. Even if she is ranked among the immortals in the future, she will never be someone who can stand beside him.
She seeks longevity in order to become a fairy, and to become a fairy is to escape the fate of being played by heaven and being under others like ants. However, with the appearance of that girl, Xuanhua's identity made her realize.
Even becoming an immortal would not be able to fulfill such a wish.
The only way is to become stronger, to become stronger, to establish a sect, become famous, gain the Tao, ascend to the rank of immortals, and then walk through step by step, and finally become a god in this world, contending with the way of heaven.
What about God? With feelings, with weaknesses, even worse than ants.
She thought she had thought clearly, that she had never wavered, but at the moment when the man said "What do you do with a grasshopper", she felt the loss and pain from the bottom of her heart.
She looked down at the boy who was looking up at him, and slowly raised her sword.
"You can't stop me." She said hoarsely: "No one can stop me."
As she spoke, she pierced the boy's body with a sword.
The golden light burst out suddenly, the sound of dragon chant rose to the sky, and the surrounding fairy music lingered, Ninghua slowly opened his eyes.
Surrounded by the surging water of Lingtan, the surrounding clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, and a golden light slowly fell on her body.
This time, she was really about to ascend to immortality.
Her spiritual sense explored all directions, and saw the young man running wildly, her face was indifferent, and she whispered: "Xuan Hua."
Her voice instantly spread throughout the cultivation world, that person trembled violently, and then a huge force surged from behind him, and in an instant, the surrounding scene changed, and he appeared in front of Ning Hua.
Xuan Hua trembled and crawled beside her Lingtan, watching her stand up inch by inch and walk towards him.
Unknown fear swept over him, he knelt on the ground, curled up, as she got closer, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and when she walked in front of him, he finally collapsed and wailed speak out.
"Kill me..." He wailed loudly: "Please, kill me..."
"I gave you everything..." Xuanhua raised his head, knelt and moved in front of her, grabbed her sleeve, raised his head with tears all over his face: "I gave you everything! Why can't you let go What about me?"
"Xuanhua," Ninghua stared at him, said calmly, "Don't be sad. You should be happier."
As she spoke, she raised her hand, and a ray of light entered Xuan Hua's mind. She looked calm and said quietly: "I will not harm you. I am waiting for you in the upper realm. Follow my path, Xuan Hua. "
"Create a sect, become famous and become famous," she murmured as she looked at Xuan Hua, whose eyes gradually became obsessed, "I'm in the upper realm, waiting for you."
When she spoke, countless memories flashed through Xuan Hua's mind. Some have to stay, some have to disappear, some suddenly appear, some suddenly disappear, when Ninghua moved his finger away, Xuanhua's eyes were full of pain.
"Ninghua," he said hoarsely, "don't leave me. I love you, don't leave. You promised me that you'd wait for me to ascend together."
Ninghua smiled slightly, lowered her body, and hugged the person in front of her.
"I said," she said softly, "Whether you meet me, love me or not, it's never been your choice."
"Xuanhua, take care of Tianjianzong, I will wait for you to ascend."
After finishing speaking, Ninghua turned around and walked towards Dengxian Road without hesitation. Xuan Hua knelt on the ground, he wanted to catch up, but a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart suppressed his movements.
He watched the woman walk towards the clouds step by step until everything disappeared, and he finally said hoarsely: "I will listen to you... Ninghua, don't worry, I will listen to you."
With that said, he stumbled down the mountain.
It was snowing.
Su Qingyi stood silently behind him, watching him stumble down the mountain, and heard the system say: "Host, you already know the location of Lingtan, why don't you leave?"
"Okay." Su Qingyi nodded, withdrew from countless memories, turned and walked towards the door from when he came. After walking out of the gate, Su Qingyi looked at the palace covered with seals. After a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "System, have I broken these seals?"
Should he be reminded of these cruel pasts, or should he just think that he loves someone deeply
Standing in front of the palace, she didn't get an answer for a long time. However, after a while, she saw the whole palace tremble, and in Xuanhua's sea of consciousness, there was a dragon chant that sounded like crying.
He is in pain.
Su Qingyi thought.
A person's life shapes his character and soul, and determines his choice of doing things in the future. Forging a person's memory is equivalent to distorting his choice.
It's like sealing the real self in a corner, being driven to complete another decision, and to go to another life.
If it was Xuanhua with real memories, would he maintain the Heavenly Sword Sect so fanatically that he would turn the Heavenly Sword Sect into the No. If it was the real Xuanhua, would he be indifferent when he saw Qin Zichen? If it was the real Xuanhua, would he have seen her in a desperate situation and kept silent back then
Xuan Hua's life is extremely contradictory.
On the one hand, he did all kinds of bad things, and on the other hand, he felt extremely regretful and guilty. If he didn't have the memory of Ning Hua's love that was almost engraved in his bones, would he choose to do these bad things
The question lingered in Su Qingyi's mind, but at the moment when he heard the dragon cry, Su Qingyi suddenly realized.
No need to ask.
The weeping Long Yin had already told Su Qingyi the answer. This is a man who, even if he just harmed his friend unintentionally, would dig out the core and return it back. How could he do such a cruel thing as using people to train his pulse
She pursed her lips, raised her hand, and began to quickly draw a talisman. The talisman flew towards the talisman on the palace, and the whole palace trembled. When Su Qingyi felt that the timing was about right, she slammed her spiritual power towards the palace, and the palace suddenly exploded, and Su Qingyi pulled out of Xuanhua's mind at that very moment!
As soon as she returned to her body, she sat up suddenly and fell into someone's arms.
The familiar scent lingered on the tip of her nose, Su Qingyi was hugged tightly by the other party, and heard the other party say: "Finally back."
Su Qingyi nodded, and hugged Qin Zichen. Yun Xuzi just came in with a bowl of chicken soup. Seeing this scene, he stomped his feet and said, "Oh, I'm blind! Why don't you just say nothing for a day!"
"Stop talking," Su Qingyi smelled the smell of chicken soup, pushed Qin Zichen away, turned to Yun Xuzi and said, "Bring me a sip of the soup, I have important news to share."
"Come, come," Yun Xuzi rushed to Su Qingyi, gave the soup to Su Qingyi, and said seriously: "Where is the location, let's do it quickly."
"First of all, I want to say the first thing, Ninghua is such a fucking bitch!!"
Su Qingyi drank the soup in one gulp, wiped her mouth, and sprayed quickly. Pi Li Pa La finished talking about what Xuan Hua saw in his memory, and Qin Zichen poured tea for her during the process. After she took a sip, she continued to lie in Qin Zichen's arms and drink. After spraying, Yun Xuzi was silent for a moment, and after a long time, he finally said: "Although this is the founder of the mountain, I still have to say..."
"What a fucking bitch!" He and Su Qingyi said in unison.
Qin Zichen frowned behind Su Qingyi's back, and said calmly, "Don't always swear."
Su Qingyi: "..."
What should I do if my husband is getting more and more aggressive
The three of them attacked Ninghua with righteous indignation, and Xuanhua slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the three of them noticed, quickly shut up, and then looked at Xuan Hua who was lying down.
Xuan Hua didn't speak, he looked at the top of the bed quietly, Yun Xuzi was a little scared, walked forward cautiously and said: "Old Ancestor... are you okay?"
Xuan Hua didn't make a sound, Qin Zichen seemed to understand something, stood up and said, "Let's go out."
After saying that, he got up and pulled Su Qingyi out, Yun Xuzi looked at Qin Zichen who was going out, and followed him out the door. Before going out, he carefully closed the door, then trotted downstairs, and was about to ask Qin Zichen something, when the three of them heard a low sob that suddenly erupted upstairs and was quickly suppressed.
Su Qingyi, who watched Xuanhua grow up, couldn't help feeling a little depressed. Qin Zichen took her hand, patted it and said, "It's okay."
In the evening, Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi went to the kitchen to cook. Qin Zichen was still a mortal, so everyone ate according to his request. While Su Qingyi was casually stirring the vegetables in the pot, Qin Zichen cut the meat and asked her, "Still sad?"
"I just don't know..." Su Qingyi slammed the spatula hard, and said angrily, "How can there be such disgusting people in this world?"
"There are everyone in this world." Qin Zichen said lightly, "Aren't you enough?"
"I just think..." Su Qingyi was a little worried and said, "Ancestor Xuanhua... how can he get over this hurdle?"
Such long and lasting despair and hurt for thousands of years, anyone would have collapsed long ago.
Even Xuanhua might have already collapsed.
"Is the law of heaven fair?" Su Qingyi looked up at Qin Zichen, a little dazed, "Even someone like Ninghua can ascend...is there any fairness in the law of heaven?"
"How do you know that she ascended?" Qin Zichen's eyes flashed a coldness: "Such a person can also ascend?"
Su Qingyi was slightly taken aback, recalling the last time Xuanhua saw Ninghua, she slowly climbed up the Dengxian Road, and then disappeared into the clouds. After walking the road to immortality, is it becoming a fairy
She couldn't think about it anymore, Qin Zichen sighed, walked to her place, and started to stir-fry the vegetables in the pot instead of her. Only then did Su Qingyi come back to her senses, and shouted, "I'm confused!"
Qin Zichen felt helpless: "I know."
Qin Zichen was clumsily stirring the vegetables in the pot, while Su Qingyi quietly looked at his scarred face.
His injury has healed a lot under the effect of the medicine last time, and he can already see how handsome he was back then. His eyes were calm and calm, looking at the pot quietly, without any shyness or inferiority.
I don't know when the transformation happened. He seems to have an invisible power from the inside out.
In the past, Qin Zichen needed his sword to support him, but now Qin Zichen seems to... finally have himself.
A man who has his own is undoubtedly extremely attractive. Even though there are still scars on his face, people can't help but feel that he seems to be so dazzling.
Su Qingyi stared at him blankly, Qin Zichen put the dishes in the pot into plates, finally noticed her gaze, and stroked his face in confusion: "Dirty?"
"No." Su Qingyi grinned: "I just think that you are very good-looking."
Qin Zichen smiled, his eyes full of doting, he turned around and put the dishes on the table, took off his apron, walked out with two dishes, and said as he walked, "Bring out the dishes, call me!" They ate."
"Zichen!" Su Qingyi couldn't help calling out to him, Qin Zichen stopped and looked back at her. Su Qingyi stared blankly at the person in front of her, in the suspicious eyes of the other person, after a long time, she finally hesitated and said: "If...if your life is like this, you...will you still leave me?"
If it was in the past, she probably wouldn't have dared to ask this question.
Because she didn't need to think about it, she also understood that in Qin Zichen's heart, he would not tolerate such a self and stay by her side.
From the bottom of his heart, he felt his weakness, how many conditions a relationship should meet, and worried that he would be abandoned.
His weakness and inferiority are engraved in his bones.
She hated him for this, but she couldn't change it. She could only see him explode at critical moments time and time again.
However, on this ordinary afternoon, she didn't know where she got the courage to ask this question.
But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt a little regretful, afraid that the other party would give the answer she had already guessed, so she hurriedly said, "Forget it, don't answer me. I..."
"so be it."
Qin Zichen smiled calmly, as if he knew Su Qingyi's panic, and said lightly: "If I have always been like this, then so be it. You become a fairy, and I reincarnate. You come to me forever, and I will love you forever. Didn't we say okay?"
Hearing this answer, Su Qingyi was stunned, Qin Zichen walked back to the kitchen and put the plate on the table.
"I thought... I thought..."
Su Qingyi was a little flustered, unable to speak.
She thought that when he said these words, he was lying to her.
As if knowing what Su Qingyi was thinking, Qin Zichen smiled, bent slightly, and kissed her on the face.
"I did not lie to you."
His eyes were parallel to hers, and his black eyes were full of seriousness: "I really think that there will be no one in this world who treats you better than me."
"Whether I am a mortal or a sword fairy, as a husband, Qingyi," his eyes were full of determination: "I think I can do well. Whether I am worthy of your love or not is the same as whether I can become a husband." Xian, it doesn't matter if I look good or not."
Hearing these words, Su Qingyi couldn't help laughing. She raised her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and hugged him.
"Zichen," she said in a hoarse voice, "I have waited for hundreds of years for you to become such a person."
"I'm sorry," Qin Zichen said with a smile in his voice, "I kept you waiting."
"How did you understand..." Su Qingyi buried her head on his chest: "I've been talking about it for so many years, but you haven't understood it yet, why now..."
Before she finished speaking, Qin Zichen understood. He looked down at the girl's waist-length hair and murmured softly, "Because you love me."
"No matter when, no matter what I look like, you love me."
Such an excellent you has always insisted on loving me, so why should I not love myself
I'm fine, I don't know. Thank you for letting me know that I am so good.
"Zichen, I really love you." Su Qingyi blurted out, she didn't want to say it, but for some reason, she suddenly had an extremely urgent urge to approve his words.
So she repeated, and kept repeating: "Really, really, I love you very much."
"I know." Qin Zichen's heart almost melted into water, wishing he could hug the girl right away, but reason stopped him, and he said gently: "The food is cold, tell them to eat."
The two of them entered the dining room with the food, where Xuan Hua and Yun Xuzi were sitting and talking. When Qin Zichen walked in, Xuan Hua stared blankly at his face. After Qin Zichen took his seat, he said slowly, "Where's your mother?"
"I brought him back from Daoist Qin Shulan," Yun Xuzi hurriedly added: "I was wandering outside at the time, and I happened to meet Daoist Qin who was dying, and Daoist Qin handed him over to me. I saw his skeleton Jingqi brought it back."
"Qin Shulan is Qin Shuwen's younger brother. People in the Confucian school have nothing to do with the family after they get started. They focus on cultivating their minds. They don't borrow foreign things and don't ask about worldly affairs. Disciples in the school should not interfere with the outside world until they ascend. It seems that , Later Qin Shuwen handed you over to his younger brother to raise you."
Qin Zichen quietly listened to Xuan Hua and Yun Xuzi discussing his parents, but he didn't think anything was wrong. After all, he came to this world suddenly in his twenties, so he naturally didn't have much affection for such sudden parents. What's more, the parents are not sure yet.
Xuan Hua cared about Qin Feng very much, and sighed: "I have to go to Confucianism..."
"Confucianism..." Yun Xuzi was a little embarrassed: "Although Confucianism has been standing among the top ten sects in the cultivation world, no one has ever known where this sect is. Only their disciples are looking for us, and we are looking for them..."
Is it difficult
For the rest, Yun Xuzi didn't say anything. Qin Zichen shook his head, but said: "Old Ancestor, I think the most urgent thing is not to go back to Mrs. Qin..."
"Your mother." Xuan Hua corrected him. Qin Zichen frowned: "I just look like Senior Qin Feng, but I don't have the so-called Yuan Dan, nor Dragon Marrow. It seems a bit arbitrary to conclude that I am a descendant of Senior Qin?"
"Wu is not arbitrary," Su Qingyi interrupted this group of people whose thoughts diverged infinitely: "You will know when you go to Lingtan. Now our top priority is to go to Lingtan."
"Don't think about other things," Su Qingyi glanced at the crowd: "There is nothing more important than recovering Zichen."
"Yes." Qin Zichen said lightly, Su Qingyi looked over in surprise, but saw that the other party did not change his face, and spoke slowly
-you.