Su Qingyi looked at Ran Shu silently, her mind was full of scenes from that year.
A huge altar, monks in black robes and feather crowns. With a glance and a slow glance, these monks almost covered the entire senior management of the cultivation world. Ming Jue, the elder of Tianjian Sect, Bansheng Lian, the head of Yijian Sect, Hua Xiangrong, the head of Hehuan Palace, Xiao Yunyun, the young master of Huanyin Palace, even Penglai and Daozong are here. Except for the Confucianism who were born in the world, all of them are there.
Shen Zhu blocked so many people by himself, countless people chased her, and countless spells flew towards her. She ran down the Xingyun Gate covered in blood, and saw Ran Mo waiting for her with two swords in front.
"Sister, run quickly." He said anxiously, just after he finished speaking, Ran Mo was sent flying by the formula, her father landed in front of her, and said with a frown, "Yan'er, go back."
"What are you going to do..." She looked at the parents and more and more people in front of her, thinking about Shen Zhu's words, and roared: "I am your daughter! What are you going to do!"
"Ran Yan," her mother said with tears in her eyes, "Go back, for the sake of the cultivation world, your father and I have no other choice."
"What the hell are you going to do!" Su Qingyi broke down, a fireball condensed in her hand, but she still didn't dare to hit her parents.
She was always looking forward to some misunderstanding, and always wanted to wait for their explanation. However, the group of fathers in front of her looked at her coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yan'er, back then the five sects practiced meridians with people, but now the cultivation world is full of resentment and evil spirits, if this continues, the cultivation world will cease to exist. You are a cultivator who practiced the good way during the integration period, and you can sacrifice your blood and soul together with the disciples of ten sects of Tianlinggen, which can guarantee the peace of the real world for thousands of years!"
"Ridiculous!" Su Qingyi roared angrily, "They caused resentment, but asked me to sacrifice, what's the reason?"
"In this world," Ran's father said lightly, with a hoarse voice: "Where is there any reason? Yan'er, if you behave obediently, we will arrest you and we will treat you as a daughter. If you force me to do it, the friendship between father and daughter is afraid today." It's ruined."
Su Qingyi didn't speak, her eyes were red and her whole body was trembling.
Ran Mo crawled over from the side, hugged Ran's father's thigh, and said hoarsely: "Sister, run... run!"
"Father-daughter friendship..." Su Qingyi laughed lowly, "Do you really think of me as your daughter?"
If she was really a daughter, how could she refuse to save her at this moment
If she is really a daughter, how can she be willing to use her life to make up for other people's mistakes, and still speak so confidently
She practiced good ways and did good deeds. Although she was unrestrained in her life, she never did anything wrong to anyone. Why should she make up for the mistakes made by these people, and she should bear it
When the father and daughter were arguing, the high-level monks finally completed the formation, and the coercion of several tribulation periods was released suddenly, forcing Su Qingyi to kneel little by little, but she stood under the coercion, insisted on standing, and refused bow your head.
Ban Shenglian, the head of Yijian Sect, raised her sword and slashed straight forward. The sword intent from the Transcending Tribulation Stage was completely beyond her ability to resist as a monk in the Composite Stage. She was hit hard and flew away on the spot. Su Qingyi groaned, hearing Ran Mo shouted loudly: "Sister!"
Shen Zhu had already been knocked out and carried down, and Ran Mo was also dragged into the crowd. Everyone surrounded her and flew towards her without scriptures. She couldn't move, she was tied to a frame, blood flowed from her fingers, and the monks sang and danced beside her.
Many familiar people stood aside and looked at her, some with pity in their eyes, and some with contempt in their eyes.
She vaguely heard someone asking worriedly, "Aren't her parents going to take care of it?"
"Whatever it is, it was her parents who sent her to the Nebula Sect back then. I already knew about it."
"I heard that she practiced the way of kindness..."
"Only fools practice this way."
"In the future, evil spirits won't reappear, right? Penglai Island has already lost four disciples, and it's the master who keeps suppressing him..."
"No, she died, we will be at peace."
She's dead, and we're at peace.
But what did she do wrong
Does she owe them? What did she do to get here
The wailing sounds of the disciples came from the surroundings, Su Qingyi struggled to open her eyes, and saw the terrified faces of those young people. They were tied to the cross like her, and the blood fell into the carved stone cracks and poured in her direction.
She was in the center of the altar, watching the dance of the high-ranking monks beside the altar, listening to their singing, and slowly laughed out loud.
Everything around becomes infinitely clear.
"Back then, the ancestor used people to practice the pulse to get our aura today. The ancestor really has immeasurable merit..."
"These people exchanged for thousands of years of peace in the cultivation world, and they deserved to die..."
Is this the kindness she practiced
This is the person she guards
If the good way in this world ends like this, if the way of heaven is destined to let the wicked do anything wrong, if there is no fairness in the world, then what is she doing good? What does being a good person do
The sound of chanting became louder and louder, blood gathered at Su Qingyi's feet, green light shot up into the sky, and evil energy suddenly poured into her body!
The sky and the earth trembled, the sound of dragon chant roared out, Su Qingyi laughed out loud in the evil spirit, her black hair turned into silver threads, and her black eyes turned blood red.
The people around screamed in horror, and someone finally realized something was wrong, tremblingly said: "No! This is not the formation of the Shanhe Festival!"
"Who! Who moved the formation?!"
"She is possessed... Evil energy has become her cultivation base."
"Run, run!"
The surroundings panicked, and the evil energy exploded from Su Qingyi's body, and the monks standing nearby were instantly scattered away. The high-ranking monks who cast the spell were the first to bear the brunt. Several high-ranking monks sensed something was wrong, and instantly used up all their spiritual energy to break through the void. Just ran away. Only monks below the Mahayana stage were left, and because they did not have the ability to teleport, they began to flee around.
The evil spirit chased the surrounding people, and after being infected with the evil spirit, the people immediately became mad and began to slash and kill the people around them. In the vortex of evil spirit, Su Qingyi's cultivation rushed up at a speed visible to the naked eye, directly breaking through Mahayana!
The golden light soared into the sky, and the monks above Nascent Soul opened the barrier and ran wildly. Su Qingyi slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ran's father and Ran's mother who were running.
The evil spirits scattered around, Su Qingyi struggled hard, and broke the black iron that bound her. She was dressed in red, walked down the altar barefoot, and walked towards her parents step by step.
Ran's father and ran's mother ran desperately, but they could only turn around in the altar. Su Qingyi stepped through the fighting crowd and walked in front of Ran's father and ran's mother.
The two of them were exhausted, they saw Su Qingyi approaching, slashing at her like crazy, Su Qingyi twisted the spells in his hands, those spells were useless, Ran's father and Ran's mother showed despairing expressions, but hearing the person in front of them seemed to have already It was the enchanted daughter who asked tremblingly, "Why?"
The two were slightly taken aback, and Su Qingyi roared, "I'm your daughter! Why, why did you treat me like this?!"
Why are you so cruel
Why can such a thing be done
As a parent, even if you have the slightest affection, you will protect your children. What kind of person is it that you can sell your daughter for glory
Ran's father and Ran's mother fell silent. After a long time, Ran's father finally said, "I'm sorry."
"From the moment I sent you away," he said hoarsely, "We never regarded you as our daughter."
"Okay... okay..." Su Qingyi laughed loudly, and turned to look at the people who were running.
"What about you?! Are you the same?!" She yelled loudly, and asked these people who were running for their lives, "In your hearts, am I a person? I am your friend, niece, junior sister, Sister?!"
No one answered her, but these people informed their decision with their actions.
They ran away desperately, or slashed at her. It seems that as long as she dies, all this will end.
Su Qingyi looked at those flying formulas, and never felt that the world was so crazy.
She seemed to understand the world for the first time, seemed to be here for the first time.
These people are so familiar, yet so strange. It turned out that her world was a bureau, her life was a bureau, and everything she thought was a bureau.
That being the case, why not ruin it all!
In that case, why not kill them all!
With a lightsaber in her hand, she pointed at the Ran family couple and said calmly, "Since you don't consider me a daughter, then I naturally won't treat you as parents either."
After that, she raised her sword and slashed at the Ran family couple. Ran Mo rushed over from the side and grabbed her hand, his face was full of tears. He trembled and said in a crying voice: "Sister, don't... these are parents..."
"This is your parents," Su Qingyi couldn't help laughing out loud, setting an enchantment on Ran Mo's body, and said gently: "But, this is not mine."
"Sister..." Ran Mo trembled all over, and when the brilliance of Su Qingyi's sword rose sharply, he shouted sharply: "Don't!!"
The sound was overwhelmed by the rumbling sound of the spell, Hua Guang instantly swallowed the two people who were about to resist, they were swallowed by the light, and burned to death in the flames. Su Qingyi watched quietly, then turned her gaze to the boy kneeling on the ground in the barrier with a shocked face.
"They were the ones who apologized to me first." Su Qingyi said calmly: "You can hate me, or you can kill me. I'll wait for your revenge."
Saying that, she walked to the side.
At that time, her mind was blank, and she was surrounded by gold letters, killing anyone she saw.
Nobody here is clean.
Everyone standing here, who is not mocking her, waiting to use her life to exchange their peace
She once wanted to protect these people, and thought that these people were this beautiful world. But now she felt that such an ant, what's the point of living
Kill, kill, kill them all.
She has no way, she doesn't cultivate the way, if her good way is destroyed, then it will be completely destroyed!
Those who betray me will be killed, those who hate me will be killed, those who are not benevolent will be killed, and those who are unrighteous will be killed.
Tonight is the night when I am enchanted, where are the immortals
It's not like holding a sword to clear the long road, and blood spreads my road and bone piles tombs.
She set up an enchantment, leaving behind all the people who grew up with her, and killed them one by one. The blood spread all over the altar, and all the people who had given her all the good things in the past fell to the ground. Ran Mo stood blankly in the barrier, looking at her covered in blood, her complexion as cold as ice.
As the sun rose slowly, she turned her head to look at the tearful boy.
"I know..." Ran Mo trembled, "They were the ones who apologized to you first."
"But..." He raised his sword and pointed at Su Qingyi tremblingly: "After all, they are my parents, my uncle, and my relatives! I will never forgive you in my whole life."
"Then," Su Qingyi smiled lightly, "Don't forgive me, just come and kill me."
Anyway, she killed all of Ran Yan's past.
She killed all those who were sorry for her.
If you come, if you want to kill me, then, just kill me.
See whose sword is sharper, whose life is more hopeless, who is obsessed with obsession, and who has fallen into madness.
She laughed out loud, and walked down the Nebula Gate step by step, stepping on the sticky blood.
The news of her falling into a demon had already spread last night. Disciples from various sects gathered, and countless people chased after her. She didn't care. The Mahayana cultivation base crushed the disciples who rushed forward one after another. She couldn't remember them. All I remember are young faces.
Their lives came to an abrupt end at this moment because of some inexplicable people and beliefs. As stupid as she was back then.
She kills and walks, singing and crazy. After killing all the way out of the Xingyun Gate and entering the place where the demon cultivator was, he finally stopped.
At this point she was scarred and exhausted. She found a big tree, hid in the tree hole, embraced herself, and finally burst into tears.
That heart-piercing pain, that overwhelming despair, that surging resentment, after hundreds of years, finally came again.
She finally remembered, but she would rather never remember.
Looking at the people led by Ran Shu around Lingtan, and hearing Su Qinglian's accusation, Su Qingyi laughed loudly: "You were not at the altar back then, so I thought you were not the same as them."
"I let you go, now that I think about it, this is a big mistake!"
While Su Qingyi was speaking, the skin on her face peeled off little by little, her body gradually became slender, revealing Ran Yan's gorgeous features.
Everyone present gasped involuntarily, but Ran Shu didn't seem surprised at all. Sensing the change in herself, Su Qingyi turned her head to look at Lingtan, and frowned when she noticed the change in her appearance from the reflection.
Ran Shu smiled: "Senior sister, Lingtan is for a person to reach her best state in all aspects, whether it is aptitude or appearance. The body after you seized it is really not very good."
"You figured that I would bring Zichen here, so you specially brought someone here to wait for me, didn't you?" Su Qingyi sneered, "It's indeed your trick."
"If you are not the Demon Lord Ran Yan, no matter how many tricks I have, so what?" Ran Shu raised the corners of her lips: "Now that Senior Sister thinks of everything, she also knows that the word Demon Lord is indeed not that Senior Sister wronged you. "
"Yes, yes, yes," Su Qingyi laughed loudly: "I am indeed worthy of the word devil! You brought so many people here, don't you just want to kill me? If you want to kill, then kill me! Today's event I killed everyone, I will take it first, so you don't need to worry about it!"
After finishing speaking, Su Qingyi slammed Wudao Sword on the ground, standing in front of her like a monument, with Siqin Qingguang spinning in her hand, and the astrolabe under her feet emitted bursts of light. She looked arrogantly, looked at the surrounding people coldly, and raised her head Voice: "I'll just take a look today, without Jingyan, what are you going to use to take my life!"
After the sound fell, Ran Shu raised her hand and waved, countless people rushed over like ants. A cold light flashed in Su Qingyi's eyes, spiritual power poured into Wudao suddenly, and a huge barrier surrounded the cold pool. After setting up an array to protect Qin Zichen, she jumped up, thinking of Qin Huaguang, and directly slashed at the densely packed place. crowd.
Looking from a high place, I saw countless people rushing up to the holy mountain.
"Exterminate demons and guard the way, guard my way!"
Someone shouted loudly, and Su Qingyi laughed loudly: "Zhengtu? Just you, can you still be called Zhengtu?!"
"Practice the pulse with people, enter the way with evil, and now you don't know how to repent, and try to suppress the evil with human sacrifices. Just such a righteous way, how can you still have the face to call it a righteous way?"
Her voice spread throughout the entire holy mountain, and the monks who rushed up were slightly taken aback, and some asked in a daze, "What is she talking about?"
"Slander! It must be slander!"
Someone yelled: "This is Ran Yan, the devil! Just think how many brothers died in her hands!"
This cry immediately boosted the morale of countless people.
Back then when Ran Yan was encircled and suppressed, many disciples from various factions died. Now that she is making a comeback, who wouldn't want to kill her enemies
How can the words of the demon Lord Ran Yan who killed so many people make sense
Everyone has their own beliefs, shouting and rushing to the holy mountain. Su Qingyi laughed out loud, knowing that no matter how much she defended, no one would believe her.
It's not that she hasn't said it in those years.
But who believes her
It's not that she hasn't been a good person in those years.
But who cares
That being the case, let's hold the sword here. Anyway, the entire cultivation world is her enemy, and the whole world of cultivation is not rotten. !
Some disciples rushed up, but some disciples sensed something was wrong and pulled their senior brothers to stop.
Most of the disciples present were disciples of the Hehuan Sect, and most of the disciples from other sects were sent by an elder who said that the demon Lord Ran Yan was here to help. Originally, he came here with the mood of watching, but now he didn't think that Ran Yan really appeared.
The Demon Lord, who had been dead for hundreds of years, came back to life again.
All sects and sects could not help but report back to the sect master, and then waited quietly under the holy mountain for the order of the sect.
Not half a day after receiving the information, all sects and sects gave orders to assist Xingyun sect elder Ran Shu to capture Ran Yan alive. Only the Xingyun Sect, but not a single disciple participated this time.
The holy mountain was surrounded by people, and Su Qingyi alone resisted the attacks of countless disciples. Xuan Hua looked down, couldn't help but panic, Ning Hua took the opportunity to stab the sword in the past, Xuan Hua turned around subconsciously, dodging the sword a little clumsily.
This action caused Ninghua's complexion to change drastically.
Xuanhua's sword was taught by her. Many years ago, when he was still young, he couldn't dodge her sword, so he dodged it so clumsily. Ninghua hurriedly backed away, shouting angrily, "Who are you?!"
Xuan Hua slightly raised his eyes to look at her, but didn't answer.
Numerous pictures flashed in Ninghua's mind, she looked at the dead face of the person in front of her, and said anxiously: "Who are you! Who are you!"
Hearing this, Xuan Hua couldn't help laughing bitterly.
"You ruined my whole life, but now, you turn around and ask who am I?"
As he spoke, Xuan Hua raised his hand and wrote two large characters in the air.
"Xuanhua"
"That year, you said that you would take me back to be your younger brother. Your name is Ninghua, and my name is Xuanhua."
"It's you..." Ninghua stared blankly at Xuanhua, trembling, but after a while, she seemed to feel a headache, covered her head, and said with difficulty: "No... no... you're not..."
"He's a dragon..."
"You're not," she said hoarsely, "No...you're not..."
"He's a dragon...he's mine..."
"Then, his friend was dug out by you and took out the dragon marrow. In order to atone for his crime, he dug up his own yuan pill and pulled out his own dragon marrow." Xuan Hua smiled wryly: "For the sake of ascension, you personally Picked out his keel."
"Everything that belongs to the dragon is gone."
Hearing this, Ninghua was stunned.
She raised her head blankly and looked at Xuanhua in front of her.
Memories flooded into her mind, she opened her lips, but couldn't say anything.
"Didn't you ascend?" Xuan Hua walked towards her with a gentle smile on his face: "You have ascended...what are you doing back?"
"I... I..." Ninghua opened her mouth, and finally remembered the original scene in her mind.
She boarded Dengxian Road and listened to the man's cry. She went all the way.
Then she walked into the darkness, and then, she went to the fairyland...
She finally gained longevity, but she was always alone. One hundred years, two hundred years. Hundreds of years. She didn't know what she wanted, she didn't know what she was asking for.
Back then, she sought the Way of Longevity, but now she has it, and then
She is in the fairyland, drinking and looking at flowers every day, practicing sword and reading. However, I always feel empty in my heart.
She remembered that year when he asked her if she would be lonely after ascension.
At that time, she finally understood what loneliness is.
She began to have what she wanted, she missed him, she waited for him, she wanted him to ascend and come to accompany him.
But she waited for so many years, but he never came. She couldn't help it... The yearning became crazy, the obsession became crazy, there was nothing more important than him in this world. She doesn't want any longevity or great avenues!
So she secretly went down to the realm to find him, and turned into a woman named Xiao Su. But when it came, she found that she had forgotten too many things in such a long time.
She only remembered that person, only bits and pieces. She remembered that he was a dragon, but she had been looking for him for so many years, but she couldn't find him.
Finally, she finally saw a dragon. Even though this dragon was different from the person in her memory, she recognized it at a glance, this was his Yuan Dan, this was his dragon marrow.
This is him.
She thought about it day and night, and couldn't forget the people who had been there for so many years.
The sky sprinkled the university, and Ninghua looked at the bitter smile of the person opposite, and remembered it very clearly.
That year she and he went on snow walks, and snowflakes covered their hair. She told him that she was most afraid of the depth of love and the unknown place, the green hills are not old and the hair is white.
The shadow of the young man in black overlapped so completely with the person in front of her that she couldn't help but staggered a step.
What the hell happened.
Why... she couldn't remember.
She didn't remember what he said.
"I picked your... keel?" She said slowly, and after a while, she shook her head and backed away: "No, it's impossible."
"You are my obsession and my way."
"Xuan Hua, how could I treat you like this?!"
As she said that, she suddenly realized something: "No, it's not important! The Yuan Dan is yours, and the dragon marrow is yours. Return it to you, and I want him to return it to you!"
"Ninghua!" Xuanhua roared angrily, and raised his sword to point at her: "If you want to return it, then you, give me back my keel first."
"Dragon bone?" Ning Hua stared blankly at him, and after a while, she shook her head and said, "No... I want you to ascend. I want him to return Yuan Dan to you."
After finishing speaking, she slashed at Qin Zichen's barrier with a sword!
Xuan Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, and he blocked the ray of light with his sword, but the sword was not completely stopped, the remaining force hit the barrier, and Su Qingyi, who supported the barrier with spiritual power, spurted out a mouthful of blood , was slapped on the back by Ran Shu with a sword, and pushed into the crowd!
Su Qingyi knelt on the ground with one knee, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, looked at the people rushing up beside her, and sneered.
At the same time, the holy mountain shook for a while, and the bell rang throughout the cultivation world. Birds and beasts flew up from a distance, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction where the earth was shaking.
As the earthquake began, the sound of reciting books came from that direction, and with the sound of the bell, it spread throughout the cultivation world. Some older monks in the comprehension world couldn't help but change their expressions.
"Confucianism is born."
Like Confucianism, the master of the Daoist sect who has been passed down for thousands of years looked into the distance and spoke calmly.
The last time Confucianism was born was 5,000 years ago, when the world of comprehension suffered a catastrophe.
This time Confucianism is born, what kind of catastrophe will it be in the realm of comprehension
When the comprehension world was in shock, in front of the gate of the Confucian School, the disciples were uniformly wearing white shirts with large sleeves of light gauze with ink characters written on the outside, holding a small fan in their hands, with a feather crown on their heads. Wearing a crane cloak, black embroidered clothes, a golden crown on his head, and a small phoenix on his shoulders, the handsome young man led him into a rotating teleportation array.
This is the first order since the succession of the head of the new generation of Confucianism.
Go up to the holy mountain, save the son of the way of heaven, save this world from fire and water, and protect the way of heaven from Changheng!