The collapse and demise of the Lingtai seemed to happen overnight, and soon, it was too late for us to react. It was as if the sun had set, stayed silent all night, and then rose as usual.
But it was not the case for Wu Xingxue.
It's not overnight, let alone a short moment, it's a long time with no end in sight.
Back then when he transformed from a fairy into a demon, he sat in the monstrous fire on the Luohuatai. His body was burned by the flames, his soul was torn apart, and his immortal essence was shattered... All kinds of pains on his body were not worth this time.
Because this time is the dead silence he resists the most.
This is different from the three-year meditation. During the three years of meditation, he at least knew that his energy was flowing and his soul was recuperating.
This time there was nothing.
It was as if... he was actually dead, but he didn't know it yet.
***
In fact, Wu Xingxue was indeed dead, at the moment when the Dao of Heaven completely collapsed.
What he said when he questioned the Lingtai earlier was confirmed in a moment—
It does have "life and death", it does have "good and evil".
So when it dies, it derives something that it shouldn't have, which is often called unwillingness, and it is called "resentment" before dying in Xianmen.
All resentment will be entangled in the person who killed him. When the Lingtai died, some "resentment" was like a cloud like a dragon, like a sky cover, and they all fell on the two people who had the deepest cause and effect with it, and the two who sent it to destruction with their own hands. .
I couldn't bear such resentment at the end of the crossbow.
Therefore, at the moment when the Lingtai collapsed and disappeared, both Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue were actually dead.
There is also a thing in this room that is often mentioned but never confirmed, which is called "tit for tat".
There is no way to prove it because this is not a regular balance, not an inevitable truth, I dare not say that it will definitely come, and when it will come, it is always unpredictable.
The reason why it exists is only because in the world, any good or evil will leave traces. If you remember, maybe you will return it.
Long, long ago, there was a man who risked his life at the bottom of the Shenmu tree amidst the sound of thunder.
He didn't even remember it himself, but when he was about to die again, the follow-up to the story came—
The moment the "resentment" of the Dao of Heaven fell on Xiao Fuxuan, the brilliance of the long-lost power of the Shenmu was fully revealed, and it overwhelmed everything.
Thus, he was reborn at the moment of death, and his soul that had been shattered by the thunder disaster returned to its integrity.
After hundreds of years, goodwill and blessings finally come to an end, and retaliation is retaliated.
Once upon a time, there was a legend. It is said that there is a towering sacred tree on the rock of the lowest cliff of Luohuatai, with a canopy like clouds. It has a spirit of compassion and remembers life and death.
Whether you are a dignitary or a beggar, whether you are thinking about it or not, on a tree, there will always be flowers in life and flowers in death, shining like clouds.
It is said that the towering sacred tree can be seen twice in a lifetime. Once when he was born, and once when he was about to die.
Later, Baiyun Canggou, things right and wrong, and even the legends have disappeared, so naturally they will never be seen again.
This time, Xiao Fuxuan "see" here.
When he was about to die, he suddenly saw a cliff in the darkness, and on the cliff were the shadows of trees.
Until he felt that he was holding a sword and walked towards the cliff with difficulty. He suddenly realized that he didn't really "see", but remembered.
When he was about to die this time, he finally remembered the end of the previous one——
He walked through the smoldering battlefield and the boundless silence of Jiaming Field, walked up a cliff, supported himself with a sword at the foot of the Shenmu, and raised his head.
He didn't see the legendary trees full of flowers that were as bright as clouds, but he vaguely saw a plain white figure sitting in the canopy amidst the blood, like the warm sunlight leaking from the intertwined branches.
He knew he was wrong, but it was indeed the last ray of white sunlight he had ever seen in his life.
It's Wuxingxue.
***
Xiao Fuxuan remembered everything when he was about to die, which was the beginning of all the entanglements later. From now on, the integrity of the two remains the same, and there will never be only one to remember.
The moment Xiao Fuxuan was resurrected from the dead, the white jade statue in the brocade bag around his waist vibrated, and countless golden silk threads shone through the white jade, wrapping the carved statue tightly.
It is the deep love left in the statue three hundred years ago, and it is the incantation that he sat quietly in the extreme north and engraved with each sword. Under this spell, he and Wu Xingxue were implicated in life and death.
Therefore, all the vitality in his body is sent to this other body in a moment.
So Xiao Fuxuan lived, and Wu Xingxue lived.
They have been connected to too many things in causality, among which the most deeply involved are Shenmu and Heaven. Now that the way of heaven is gone, the divine tree is repaid, and the two phases cancel each other out.
They died and resurrected, and from then on, all the deepest bonds are only between each other, and there is no burden of cause and effect.
***
When the chaotic "spirit king" was wiped out, everything related to it disappeared.
When the Shenmu resisted the "resentment" of the Heavenly Dao, it not only repaid Xiao Fuxuan's retribution for warding off the thunder disaster, but also answered the countless prayers it had heard, and gave all sentient beings a clear time—
The "spirit king" does not exist, and the chaotic line "does not exist", so the things interfered by the way of heaven forcibly balancing good and evil no longer exist.
The whole space is in a state of self-consistency, falling into the most peaceful moment, and then slowly moving forward from there...
In Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan's words, it was a long road of life and death, and they walked for three hundred years before they could see the end.
But for Yu Jian, everything is just a nightmare.
They just fell asleep and dreamed of darkness and dead bodies.
It was white and the sky was bright in the east, and they woke up squinting, and saw chaffinches passing by the eaves. All the mourning, howling and shock were like the mist covering the river in the early morning, and they were suddenly far away.
Everything fell in the warm sunlight for a while, we sat in a daze for a while, and rarely remembered the frightening dream.
Later and later, only occasionally in a few words in some folk tales.
According to the story book, there used to be a sacred tree and an immortal capital in the world, but they all disappeared later. It was March when they disappeared completely. It is said that the light of the sky covers all things, so all the apricot blossoms are covered with branches on the third day and night, and they bloom to the fullest on the seventh day.
Flowers move the mountain city.
The room is full of spring scenery, only a mottled dead tree stands on the most cliff of Luohuatai. The tree is very big and towering, but it has no leaves or flowers.
It is said that it is the relic of Shenmu. The reason why it is mottled and dry is that there are thousands of apricot flowers blooming for it at the right time.
It is also said that Shenmu does not bloom between flowers. If you see a dead tree without flowers and leaves somewhere, and there are clouds and clouds all over the sky at that moment, reflecting the dead branches...you have seen it by chance.
It is often said in the scriptures that there were immortals in the past, but we can no longer tell who these immortals were, why they became immortals, and where they went.
So little is known about it...
There used to be a fairy called "Tianxiu" on this place.
On the day when he was resurrected from the dead, the Lingtai disappeared and the sacred tree was offset. The light of the sky bursts out, and the big dream wakes up. All the pain, struggle and darkness become false, which corresponds to his name.
His name is exempt.
Forgiveness, forgiveness, and all crimes will disappear. :,,.