Gong Wei's hands trembled slightly, and lightly touched the wound where the flesh and blood turned up, carefully infiltrating the spiritual power.
Replacing one's body with one's body is probably the most uncommon and least-known spell in the world since ancient times. Not only does it require a lot of spiritual power, and the talisman is so complicated that it is almost lost, it must be performed by the person who suffers the injury willingly. Once the spell is accomplished, all serious damage suffered by the protected person will be transferred to the caster, even if the soul is destroyed or the sword is pierced through the heart.
Once this spell takes effect, the talisman will be invalid within an hour, and it must be repainted if it is used again. Therefore, the pale golden Xu character on the inside of Gong Wei's wrist will disappear later, but the scalding temperature has penetrated into the blood vessels, and all the limbs are shivering.
The extreme fear and sadness were still piercing like needles, making his temples twitch and hurt.
Why am I so sad? he thinks.
The messy thoughts made his mind dizzy, and after a while he finally reacted sluggishly, it was not his own emotions, but Xu Shuangce.
—Xu Shuangce was actually deeply afraid that his fake "Xiang Xiaoyuan" would die!
As if all his mind was swept away by the hurricane, Gong Wei froze there blankly, and suddenly felt a finger pressed against his eyebrows, and immediately gave a jerk and raised his head.
Xu Shuangce's face was calm, and there was no clue from the outside. He pressed the belly of his thumb against the sea of Qi between Gong Wei's eyebrows and poured the surging spiritual power into it. The pure, warm and powerful force immediately washed the damaged spiritual veins of Gong Wei's body.
"...Master..."
The two were very close, almost face to face, Xu Shuangce asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"
Gong Wei's internal organs seemed to be scorched by the strong emotions coming from the opposite side. He stared blankly at the bottomless eyes in front of him. After a while, he was at a loss and said, "I... I feel scared."
Xu Shuangce asked, "What are you afraid of?"
I feel that you are afraid of my death, this is Gong Wei's most unthinking answer.
But then, he felt wrong again.
In his last life, it was not that he had not witnessed death with his own eyes, nor had he seen the relatives of the deceased collapse and cry, but the pain seemed to him through layers of veils, vaguely "seeing" not really, and even more understanding.
Until now, when he was sitting next to Xu Shuangce, he saw with his own eyes that the symbol of his body was drawn on his hand, and he touched Xu Shuangce's hot flesh with his own hands. A deeper, heavier, drowning and suffocating emotion filled his heart, and every trace of severe pain are clearly identifiable.
That is not the fear of death itself.
"—What are you afraid of?" Xu Shuang increased his tone slightly.
A certain answer was faintly coming out from the eyes of the two of them. Gong Wei felt his heart pounding in his throat. He opened his mouth but couldn't squeeze out a word.
His throat moved involuntarily, and then he took a long breath and said, "I'm afraid Master... is injured."
Xu Shuangce was silent for a moment.
Every trace of waiting was extremely long, and it took him a long time to hear Xu Shuangce calmly say, "It's just a small injury."
"...But I've never seen Shizun suffer such a serious injury."
"More serious injuries are invisible."
Gong Wei didn't fully understand, but he seemed to understand something and sat there in a daze.
"I saw that ghost repairer just now," Xu Shuangce suddenly changed the subject after a moment of silence.
"… "
"It can shuttle between reality and reality, relying on several thousand-degree mirror world fragments, so its strength has been greatly suppressed, but it can still be seen that the original body is extremely powerful and has an extraordinary realm... It can even compete with the three sects. "
"When you were in Cangyang Mountain, it didn't dare to enter Xuanji Hall, and after coming out of Dingxian Mausoleum, it couldn't get on the golden boat. It should be because the magic power of these places has lasted for thousands of years, and it seems like a natural barrier to it. But Yanchun Terrace It was transformed from a barren mountain by Liu Xuzhi in decades, it is not afraid of Lesheng at all, and it coincides with you leaving me, this gap is worth taking desperate risks for it."
"—It wants to kill you." Xu Shuangce paused, then looked down at Gong Wei: "It is very urgent."
Gong Wei's mind was buzzing, he just wanted to sit next to Xu Shuangce like this, and he couldn't tell any other thoughts in his heart. After a while, he said "Ah" lightly and briefly, and reluctantly said: "Really? But I don't want to let Master I'm hurt again, I…”
Suddenly, his cheeks seemed to be swept by a breeze, and that was Xu Shuangce's fingertips sliding down the boy's brows, the corners of his eyes, and even his chin.
"You won't die," he whispered, not knowing whether it was to Gong Wei or to himself.
There was a faint noise in the distance, and then there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside. Several disciples of Le Sheng ran through the corridor to the outside of the house, but they didn't dare to knock on the door.
Xu Shuangce glanced at the door of the house.
"Penglai Temple Incident, I urgently ask Sect Master Xu to save people!"
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A quarter of an hour ago, outside the Penglai Hall.
"Gather all the mercury mirrors up and down the Yanchun platform, and prepare a red cloth to cover them tightly. Everyone is strictly forbidden to look directly at the mirrors. If anyone finds a trick, come and report to me immediately." Meng Yunfei hurried across the high platform, instructing as he walked. All the eldest disciples: "Instruct the disciples to keep their positions, not to be noisy, and not to panic. Sect Master Xu used the Jinglong array to capture the ghost repair once in Linjiang. It's nothing to be afraid of! Don't mess yourself up!"
"Yes!"
Several eldest disciples quickly ordered to run. Meng Yunfei raised the corner of his robe and quickly climbed the sapphire stone steps of level 7, 7, 49, and knocked on the door a few times: "Master?"
There was no response from the door.
"Master, Sect Master Xu ordered me to assist you immediately, are you there?"
In the distance, the banquet hall was brightly lit up and down, and the voices of voices came from far away through the night, but there was still no movement in the hall.
Meng Yunfei's heart sank, and he pushed open the hall door decisively: "Master, it's me, Sect Master Xu ordered me to come immediately... Master?"
Liu Xuzhi stood in the middle of the outer hall, holding a sword in one hand, covering his eyes with the other, his body half-bowed, and his face showed a slight pain.
Meng Yunfei hurriedly stepped forward to support him, turned around and shouted to the outside of the hall: "Someone! Master is injured, please Sect Master Xu!!"
Suddenly a hand clasped his arm tightly, only to see Liu Xuzhi finally raised his head, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, panting: "I... in my mind... it seems... someone... "
The last few words were already very vague, Meng Yunfei said stunned, "What did Master say?"
"Someone... he... is taking my..."
"Master?!"
Liu Xuzhi's eyes suddenly froze.
He didn't move, the entire figure was a solidified stone statue, staring straight at the air in the shadows.
Meng Yunfei was in shock, and just wanted to turn around and call someone, but then he saw Liu Xuzhi let out a long sigh, as if he had suddenly come to life, and stood up relaxed and said, "It's all right, don't call someone."
"... Master?"
I don't know why Meng Yunfei's doubts increased, but Liu Xuzhi rubbed his chin thoughtfully, as if recalling something: "It turns out that Fuxiqin can detect all shadowless obstacles in the ground... No wonder Xu Shuang set the Tianmenguan Pass. We have to come to Yanchun Terrace to borrow the piano first.”
Then he turned his head and asked Meng Yunfei, "Who owns the Fuxi Qin now?"
Meng Yunfei said subconsciously, "Didn't you pass it on to your disciples?"
The moment the voice fell, he suddenly realized that it was not good.
"Someone!!" Meng Yunfei flew away like lightning and rushed back outside the hall, with a rare ending that broke the tune: "Please Sect Master Xu!! Master, he has been—"
With a puff, the sword slammed into his body, and he only felt his chest froze, and his blood splattered all over the sky.
Liu Xuzhi has been sticking to him like a ghost, Qingli pierced his chest with a sword, and came out through his body!
Meng Yunfei knelt on the ground halfway, then spit out blood, and fell to the cold floor.
"The young son of Zhilan Meng's family turned out to worship at Yanchun Terrace in the end." He saw the figure on the opposite side slowly draw out his sword, with a blood-splashing arc from his chest, and said with a smile, "But I didn't expect that after ten more In six years, you will defeat everyone and inherit the Fuxi Qin, it seems that this is your fate."
… What is he saying
The surging blood made Meng Yunfei black and confused. He tried his best to get up and couldn't get up, and the blood kept pouring out of his throat, only to see the man in front of him once again raising the green quinoa sword, this time cutting it straight at his head, and said with a smile:
"Let's take you a step ahead, it will be over soon-"
"Brother Meng!"
At this time, several eldest disciples arrived in a hurry and were rushing to the gate of the palace. Seeing this scene, their souls were scattered, and they subconsciously threw the flying sword for the leader to miss the Qingli Jianfeng!
"Liu Xuzhi" squinted his eyes and waved his sword with his backhand. The sword light instantly cut the leading disciple into two halves. Blood spurted up the roof, and the other disciples burst into sharp exclamations at the same time. Some people stepped back and roared outside the hall: "Master is in the mirror technique!" "Please Sect Master Xu! The teacher is in the mirror technique!!"
"Liu Xuzhi" also seemed to feel a little tricky, and he said "tsk" unhappily, and suddenly flashed forward and waved his sword again, another disciple's arm flew high with blood flowers, and another turned around and wanted to flee. The disciple was pierced by a sword from behind; the steps in front of the main hall suddenly turned into a bloody Asura field, and several disciples summoned weapons and tried to fight, but before they could resist, Qingli Jianfeng was wrapped in a powerful force. , head on until the throat!
- This is clearly to sweep away the heads of several young people with one sword.
But just at the critical moment, behind him suddenly - Ding!
The sound of the Fuxi qin played, and Qingyue went straight to the sky.
"Liu Xuzhi" suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see that Meng Yunfei had summoned Fuxiqin when he was dying!
He couldn't get up at all, blood mixed with minced meat kept pouring out of his mouth, but the sound of the piano was fierce and violent, pushing the desperate disciples off the high platform in an instant, even forcing "Liu Xuzhi" to retreat half a step.
But that sword had clearly penetrated the center of his body's spiritual veins. Where did this spiritual power come from
"Liu Xuzhi" took a closer look, and sure enough, Meng Yunfei's whole body was faintly flashing golden light - it was clear that he blew the golden pill with his last breath!
Self-destruction of the Golden Pill is no different from the road to self-destruction. If you go to the next step, you can only self-destruct the three souls and seven souls, and you will never enter the cycle of reincarnation. The heart-piercing pain made Meng Yunfei tremble violently, but the sound of Fuxi's qin was stronger than the last, forcing "Liu Xuzhi" to take a few steps back. Such people… "
He was grinning on the surface, cold and secret anger burning from the bottom of his heart, and softly said word by word: "Sure enough, people like you are so ignorant."
With a piercing sound of a sword, he threw himself at Meng Yunfei and pinned him to the ground with a sword from his back through his abdomen!
Meng Yunfei spat out a mouthful of thick blood, and strummed the five strings with ten fingers.
Clang!
Ghost Xiu's originally unstable soul shook violently, he pulled out a sword with broken flesh and green quinoa, and pierced through his belly again, blood was pouring, and the second tone of "Soul Soul" burst out from the strings—
Clang!
Fuxi broke the devil in his ear, and Meng Yunfei split his fingers. No matter how strong the ghost Xiu's already incomplete soul was, it was hard to resist, and he was almost scattered by a single sound.
The anger of the sky finally showed from its eyes without any cover, and said coldly: "Since you also want to be blown away, then I will satisfy you."
Immediately, it pulled out the green quinoa sword mercilessly and stabbed straight down at the back of Meng Yunfei's neck where it connects to the spine, but at this time, Meng Yunfei bit his blood-soaked teeth, and burst out a third sound that cracked the clouds—
Clang! !
The sound of the loud voice is hopeful, and the soul is absolutely sound.
Le Sheng's true soul finally broke free from the shackles, and let out a long howl of grief and indignation from the depths of his primordial spirit.
Ghost Xiu suddenly pinched his eyebrows with one hand, and the muscles and bones of the hand holding the sword bulged. It murmured something silently, carrying the pain of the rapid backlash of Le Sheng's soul, gritted its teeth and stabbed the Qingli Sword into Meng Yunfei's cervical vertebrae inch by inch, and the tip of the sword sank into the skin.
- But just before the head was separated, the powerful spirit stream descended from behind the ghost, and Xu Shuangce blasted the body of "Liu Xuzhi" with one palm!
"Sect Master Xu!"
"Yes, it is Sect Master Xu!"
Liu Xuzhi's body lifted the enclave bricks all the way, and slammed into the whole brick wall with a loud bang.
Xu Shuangce's robe fluttered, and he landed in the air. He let go of Gong Wei in his arms with one hand, and then disappeared on the spot; in the blink of an eye, he appeared dozens of feet away, picked up Liu Xuzhi with one hand from the ruins, and hit him with a fist on his nose and mouth. Spit blood!
"..." Liu Xuzhi turned his head slowly, his bloodshot eyes staring straight at Xu Shuangce, his pupils extremely dilated.
His soul had just regained this body, but it was still extremely unstable at the moment, as if he was looking at Xu Shuangce, and as if he saw a more terrifying picture in his memory through Xu Shuangce, he gasped hoarsely: "...killed..."
This was the same as those in Linjiang City who had been caught in the mirror technique, Xu Shuangce narrowed his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Xuzhi's face was extremely twisted, and anger and fear almost burst out: "Xu... Shuangce... Killed..."
Xu Shuangce's expression changed slightly: "What did I kill?"
“… can’t… let him—”
Xu Shuangce asked, "What did you see?"
Liu Xuzhi's dying scream came to an abrupt end.
He seemed to be completely controlled by some kind of extremely terrifying illusion, his spiritual power suddenly burst out completely, forcibly breaking free from Xu Shuangce's restraint, his arms and sleeves fluttered.
Sixty-five bronze bells in eight groups on the third floor rose from the ground, shaking the entire hall with energy.
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"Brother hold on!" "Brother Meng!" "Brother!!"
…
Meng Yunfei heard a lot of crying in a trance, but his ears were actually covered with blood. He felt as if he had been moved out of the Penglai Hall and placed flat on the open space under the sapphire steps. The night sky was full of stars, but there were many silhouettes in front of him, the younger brothers and sisters weeping around him.
The few juniors and brothers who were pushed off the high platform with all his strength at the last moment all rushed up, crying hoarsely, with tears all over their faces.
"...Don't cry," he murmured, literally every word was drowned in a mouthful of blood, so no one could hear it.
"Don't be sad... don't cry."
A thin young man wearing a crimson robe sat on his knees, staring at him with black and white eyes, his eyes full of sadness. That's Miyagi. Meng Yunfei wanted to say something to him, but he had no strength to hold on until now, so he could only grope as hard as he could, and stuffed the blood-stained object tightly in his palm into Gong Wei's hand.
It is a blue-silver sword spike.
What a pity, he thought.
Until the last moment of my life, I couldn't express my simple thoughts.
He saw Gong Wei staring blankly at the Jian Sui in his hand, then looked up at himself, his face pale and confused. He was very afraid that his embarrassed appearance would scare the young man, but he couldn't open his mouth any longer to comfort him, and only smiled at him with the last of his strength.
It was actually a very clean and gentle smile, but he had no way of knowing it.
His eyes slowly closed and he stopped breathing.
As if not believing the scene in front of him, someone murmured, "Master, Senior Brother?"
After a few breaths, the sharp howl finally sounded: "Senior brother—"
Many people rushed to rescue him in vain, and there was a burst of crying around, surrounding Gong Wei, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze.
A certain emotion that Xu Shuangce felt just now was surrounded again from all directions, drowning every inch of senses like a tide.
"Brother, how can you leave us, brother, wake up?"
"Senior brother didn't leave, he can definitely be saved! Surely he can be saved!"
…
Gong Wei looked down at the silver-white sword spike with blood in his hand. The temperature of the blood had not cooled down yet, and the strong emotions that remained on the sword spike were all reflected in his bright red pupils—
"I don't want to die".
I like this world and miss many people in this world, I don't want to die.
"You can be happy in life, you can be happy in death, naturally reincarnated into the heavens and the earth, and immortalized with everything in the world, why should you be sad?" Many years ago, in front of the old grand sect's mourning hall, his own tender and jerky voice suddenly sounded in his ears again.
"Senior brother is here to save us!" The little disciple next to him cried out of breath, with tears streaming down his cheeks: "He was desperately delaying time just to save us!"
The young Gong Wei righteously responded to Kai Xu Shuangce and asked: "—everyone who dies in the world is like a mayfly in the heaven and earth, and it is a trivial matter. Why bother? Why cry?"
"I don't have a senior brother. I will never see senior brother Meng again. How could he just leave us like this!"
"—Life and death have fate, and there are times when prosperity and decline are natural. What is the difference between the death of a mortal and the prosperity and decline of flowers and leaves in spring and winter?"
"Senior brother, open your eyes and see us again!" Several young children lay beside the corpse, crying and piercing their hearts: "You promised to take us down the mountain during the Chinese New Year, and you promised to write us couplets, how could you just do that? Are you gone? Come back, look at us—"
"What exactly are you afraid of?" Xu Shuangce's voice asked in the light.
Gong Wei suddenly closed his eyes, and the answer that could no longer be avoided emerged from the bottom of his heart, becoming clearer and clearer, causing a shocking roar in the void:
- I'm afraid I'll never see you again.
What I fear is not death itself, but irreparable loss, and never-ending despair.
A flower dies, a leaf wilts, and more like it blooms in the coming year, but a man who is gone is gone. The Tao of Heaven regards all things as dogs, and the universe regards all living beings as ants; however, ants maintain unique emotions with each other, so they are all irreplaceable existences in this world.
Therefore, if Xu Shuangce died, there would never be another Xu Shuangce in the world. Just like the peach blossom that belonged to me alone has withered, the same peach blossom that blooms in the spring of next year will not be mine anymore.
Unprecedented and intense sadness suddenly rose from the depths of the soul, like a hurricane swept across limbs.
Gong Wei opened his eyes and stared blankly at Meng Yunfei's body, his eyes slowly passing over every sad face. In a trance, he seemed to see Xu Shuangce lying in a pool of blood, and would never whisper or frown at him again; he seemed to see that every weeping face around him was his own face, and the sharp cry went up into the sky.
He murmured, "I see."
A little disciple beside him was already weeping, and he knelt down and shed tears. Hearing this, he subconsciously said, "What do you understand?"
Gong Wei said, "I know why Xu Bai was angry with me before."
"you… "
The little disciple uttered a word blankly, and suddenly found that the swirling red in Gong Wei's eyes quickly condensed, and then the right pupil was clear and blood red, and thousands of layers of gentle and gorgeous crimson light suddenly enlarged with him at the center, floating in all directions like a veil. It's like a spectacle that you can't even imagine in a dream.
Everyone stopped crying and looked around in shock. It was a guardian circle that brought back to life!
Gong Wei didn't seem to notice the magnificent scene beside him at all. He smiled and looked at the terrified little disciple, but his eyes were scattered and unfocused, as if he was facing the void, and said happily: "If that's the case, let them return to this world!"
- The last word came out, like an invisible gavel under the sky.
The wind whistled back at the junction of heaven and earth, as if the law of life and death in the world was retrograde, with souls that had not yet been completely separated, condensed and reshaped piece by piece, and the center of the eyebrows suddenly radiated golden light, condensing into a complete golden pill; then, Meng Yunfei's abdomen The three terrifying blood holes were gently smoothed out by thousands of red lights, and the soul slowly descended into his body from mid-air.
"Cough, cough—"
Meng Yunfei's upper body twitched suddenly, a blood clot choked out of his throat, and then a violent cough broke out!
"Senior brother?" "Meng, brother Meng?!"
The disciples rushed up like crazy, and at this moment, there were also exclamations in the distance, and the other disciples who were killed by the ghost cultivator also choked out the cold blood in their throats, cheering and crying from the other brothers and sisters. came back alive.
"You... Who are you?" The faces around were mixed with joy, surprise and fear, and the little disciple trembled: "Who are you?"
Gong Wei's soul seemed to be taken away for a moment, completely unaware of what had just happened. He closed his eyes and opened them again, his right pupil was blood-red, and happily shoved the blood-stained sword spike into Meng Yunfei's hand.
"I'm sorry, I don't like you, I only like Xu Bai." He just smiled and said, "I'm going to find Xu Bai to admit my mistake."
The moment they touched the blood-red pupil, everyone's consciousness was blank for a moment.
But Gong Wei didn't realize it, he waved his hand happily, and he didn't miss Meng Yunfei who crossed the ground.