At this time, Yin time had just passed, and it was the darkest hour before dawn, and this night was also the darkest night in Fengdu City.
The world where the evil spirits have ravaged is full of ruins and devastation, and the mournful cries and the burning of flames are repeated in the ears. The Hungry Ghost Festival is coming to an end soon, and the sky is about to dawn, but the eternal night that belongs to the world has just begun.
They found Xu Zhinan on the messy battlefield.
Xie Bian didn't know what happened to Xu Zhinan after he exposed Xu Zhinan's true face. This person has the shell of the head of the Cangyu Sect and the inside of the head of the Chunyang Sect. How will those who turn against the Cangyu Sect choose? After all, the Dao Heart they talk about every day is worthless. When the world of cultivating immortals is in turmoil, and even the whole world is in danger, they instinctively turn to the stronger one. On the one hand, it seems understandable.
But looking around at this time, the battlefield was either dead or injured, Xu Zhinan also described himself as a mess, his icy gray monk uniform was stained with blood everywhere, and the snowy owl summoned by icy snow guarded him, like his only remaining support .
Hua Xiangrong led a large number of monks from the Cangyu Sect to confront him, and a small number of monks chose to follow "Qi Mengsheng", even if it was just a shell.
But there were not many people left in the Wuliang Sect, only Song Chunhui was struggling to support and protect the dying Li Buyu.
Lan Chuihan was nowhere to be found.
The appearance of Fan Wuxi made everyone hold their breath.
Fan Wuzhen put Xie Bian lightly under a tree, Xie Bian shook his head and looked around, trying to find Lan Chuihan but couldn't, his eyes became more and more anxious.
"Don't worry about it, he was taken to Hades by Jiang Qulian." Fan Wuxi said coldly.
Xie Bian froze: "What did you say, what does it mean that he... took him to the Hades? Is he still alive?"
Fan Wuxi snorted coldly, but did not answer.
"Is he still alive!" Jie Bian raised the volume, which immediately caused tremors and pain in the chest.
"Dead." Fan Wuxi said impatiently.
"… I do not believe."
Fan Wuxi ignored him and turned his attention to Xu Zhinan. He took out the bodies of Gong Shuju and Cheng Yanzhi: "Give me the golden casket and jade plan."
Xu Zhinan stared greedily at the small ice coffin, he slowly wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and said in a pale and ugly voice, "Give him to me first."
"Okay." Fan Wuxi stepped forward with his long legs and walked towards Xu Zhinan step by step.
"Wait!" When Fan Wuxi approached with a black death, Xu Zhinan suddenly felt terrified, and the dangerous breath hit his muscles and nerves for no reason. He asked back, "Your Majesty, really want to give it to me?"
"It's you who wants to exchange with me."
"I want to exchange it with my lord, but now my lord has taken back the Heavenly Secret Talisman and returned to the peak of my previous life's power. I am seriously injured now. If you want to take something from me, it won't take much effort."
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that I'm old, but I'm not yet confused." Xu Zhinan shook the jade policy in his hand, and said coldly, "Your Majesty, don't force yourself, I can tear up the page of the Emperor."
"It seems that you are really tired of living." Fan Wuxi's hostility surged, and murderous aura boiled in his eyes.
Xu Zhinan opened the jade policy, and twisted one of the pages with fingers like dead branches: "Just this thin page will be turned into powder in my hands in an instant. I advise my lord to think twice before acting."
Fan Wu said coldly: "You dare to threaten me."
"Give me the things first!" Xu Zhinan's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled unceasingly, as if he was desperately trying to restrain himself.
"I can't give it to him, Cheng Yanzhi's body..." Xie Bian struggled to get up.
Fan Wuxi grinned, waved suddenly, and threw the ice coffin towards Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan was startled, and was waiting to detect objects from the air, but under the gaze of everyone, the ice coffin was enlarged step by step with the arc of the throw, and then enlarged, and finally returned to its original size, and smashed towards Xu Zhinan.
Xu Zhinan raised his hand to release his spiritual power, the ice coffin was suspended in mid-air, and the ice layer was thinning at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fan Wuxi's body shot towards Xu Zhinan like an arrow.
The snowy owl howled and waved its wings, blocking Fan Wushi. With a ruthless sword aura, Fan Wuxi temporarily forced the ancient beast back. He got under the snowy owl's wings and attacked Xu Zhinan.
At this time, the ice coffin had already half melted, Xu Zhinan waved his sleeve and hid the ice coffin behind, he grabbed Yu Ce and flew up to avoid Fan Wuxi's sharp sword move.
"Give me the golden casket and jade plan!" Fan Wuxi roared.
"Let me live, otherwise..."
"You are not qualified to bargain with me, but you can choose to leave a whole body for yourself." It was impossible for him to let go of someone who had harmed his elder brother.
Xu Zhinan was forced to panic, and suddenly spread out the jade policy in his hand, with a "hiss", a piece of light paper was torn off by him just like that.
Fan Wushi's eyes were about to burst: "How dare you!"
Xu Zhinan smiled ferociously, his spiritual power flowed, attached to the paper, and the page belonging to Xie Bian, or Zong Ziheng, in the golden casket and jade policy flew into the void, and the paper was full of golden light, and the dark sky suddenly overflowed with light. Color, like tearing a gap in time and space in the night, countless words and pictures poured down like a rainstorm, sprinkled in the sky and the earth, so that everyone present can clearly witness every piece of memory. fall.
Xie Bian watched the memories of his previous life spread naked in front of everyone, like thunder, without words or actions.
Everyone froze, silent, suffocatingly silent.
In an instant, they glimpsed a person's life through a thin piece of paper with divine power.
From his first cry to the time he called out "Mother" himself, he started practicing at the age of three, and he has already danced the wooden sword well at the age of five. His father came to see him, but he was still innocent and happy with his mother and concubine.
Later, when he grew up, his extreme talent was gradually revealed. The elders were full of praise for him. His uncle accepted him as a disciple. He practiced diligently and dared not slacken off for a day. In his spare time, he likes to grow flowers, food and wine. When he was twelve years old, he went out alone for the first time, and he was fascinated by the colorful world.
He has many younger brothers and sisters, but he loves his ninth brother the most, maybe because the two brothers' mother and concubine are close, or maybe it's just an unexplainable fate. He took the ninth younger brother to practice swordsmanship, and took care of the ninth younger brother's food and daily life. As long as he was in Daming, the two were inseparable almost every day.
Later, his ninth younger brother also grew up. On the way he took his ninth younger brother who left the palace for the first time to rush to the Jiaolong Society, they were ambushed and almost died in a foreign country.
Everything turned from this crisis.
What was discovered later, those superficial things, some people have witnessed with their own eyes, some people have read about them from history books, and some people have heard about them from unofficial history talks, but those things hidden under the water have completely subverted Without their cognition, even if someone has experienced it personally, they are blinded by a leaf, blinded by hatred, and misunderstood for a hundred years.
The truth of the facts is far more absurd, twisted, and cruel than what they know or think they know.
Persecution, betrayal, deception, misunderstanding, coercion, pain, death, they watched Zong Ziheng go through the most filthy, nasty, and unbearable catastrophe in the world. He was struggling in the sea of fate, finally exhausted, dragged into the abyss by the ruthless vortex, and finally ended everything by committing suicide.
Seeing him, because of his golden elixir with the fate of a king, whether it is his parents, relatives, friends, or lover, he has not been able to get a true person in his life, but everyone wants to dig him out—whether it is the one who revealed it at the beginning. With a ferocious face, he still flirted with him with a warm smile, or the ninth younger brother who kept saying that he couldn't do without him.
They witnessed a massacre, and the massacre targeted only one person, but this person died after carrying it for thirty years.
No one was prepared to read such a story. This man was definitely not the same as the Emperor Konghua known in the world.
Xie Bian leaned against the tree trunk completely exhausted, his eyes were so empty that it seemed as if his soul had been sucked out. Everything that happened in the previous life was forced to be displayed in front of everyone. He didn't just seem to be stripped naked, he seemed to be stripped naked, with extreme shame and pain.
What Jin Sui Yu Ce shows, although it is a person's life, all this happens just at the fingertips. When all the fragments of memory disappeared with the extinguishment of the spiritual light, everyone was still immersed in it, unable to return to their senses for a long time.
Compared to Jie Bian, another person was more likely to have been sentenced to death by a thousand swords.
Fan Wuxi stood like a sculpture, his pupils were like two bottomless holes, pitch black, no light could shine in, and any emotion would be swallowed up.
What did he see, what did he see? !
What he knows, what he firmly believes, what he is attached to, what he hates, what he has suffered and died for for a hundred years, now Jin Sui Yu Po tells him, those things that turned into sharp knives into his heart, the things that the eldest son Heng piled up one by one There is another side to guilt.
Impossible, impossible, impossible.
That person betrayed him for the sake of the throne and killed his mother. He wandered for ten years and suffered all kinds of suffering in the world. He served a hundred years in hell and experienced the never-ending torture and the pain of lovesickness. , all because that person betrayed him first!
So his resentment is justified, his revenge is justifiable, and everything he has done to that person is nothing more than that person's own fault.
Shouldn't it be so!
Why does Jin Su Yuce want to give him a truth that subverts everything? !
My heart hurts like it's about to break...