✔Mistakenly Saving the Villain

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Song Qingshi sincerely thanked Mrs. Nian for the gift, and said that he would work hard to solve the problem and live up to his wife's expectations.

Mrs. Nian was in a trance, and she turned her head and saw the smile of the gods, knowing that it was a stupid thing to prepare for revenge for a thousand years, she felt that the beautiful men were not humans, and her heart became flustered, so she grabbed a few more little white faces and shut them in the dark room later. Vent anger.

The female cultivator of Xianling Island and the disciples of Tianwu Sect cooperated tacitly. After half an hour, the formation of various formations was completed.

Mrs. Nian activates the tracing formation, and the gods perceive all the filthy demons in the formation, and use the Blood King Vine to destroy them all. Tianwumen killed more than 30 people in the Demon Tide, with numerous minor and serious injuries, but compared to the past Demon Tide disaster, it can be regarded as a complete victory.

Everyone cried with joy, hugged and cried. Only the white dragon slipped back. He had just accumulated aggrieved tears and wanted to call his mother, but Yue Wuhuan immediately silenced his voice and threw it out to watch the door.

Yu Wenyan hurried over, thanked God for his help, and asked, "Where is my son?"

Song Qingshi was a little confused: "Aren't he and Jincheng by your side?"

He didn't see Song Jincheng in Xunxianfeng, thinking that the bear kid secretly went to play with Yu Wenyu, and Yu Wenyu spent most of his time practicing with his father...It is expected that when the demonic tide is coming, Yu Wenyan will always protect his son, right? Unexpectedly, Yu Wenyan also thought that Yu Wenyu went to Song Jincheng to play. It was expected that the two of them were safe under the protection of the gods, but there was no one anywhere?

The demonic wave receded, but the people disappeared. This is not good news.

Yu Wenyan almost jumped his feet in a hurry, Song Qingshi was also very worried, urging Yue Wuhuan to look for it.

Yue Wuhuan asked Mrs. Nian to change her tracing formation, and released her spiritual thoughts on a large scale. She carefully searched the plants and trees of Tianwumen, and finally found the traces of the two under the cliff of Yuxiu Peak, 800 miles away. It doesn't seem so good.

Everyone got on the young lady's boat and hurried away.

On Yuxiu Peak, there are traces of fierce battles everywhere by the stream. Five filthy corpses were chopped up and scattered everywhere. Yu Wenyu's sword had long been broken. He was covered with blood, his left hand was broken, and his abdomen was opened. Song Jincheng in the cave tried hard to press his intestines back, but he could get blood everywhere, but he couldn't get it right.

The young man was determined and energetic, and had never encountered such a terrible thing.

Yu Wenyu's mind went blank. He kept exploring Song Jincheng's breath, crying and begging: "You hold on again, hold on again, someone will come to save us..."

Song Jincheng spit out a few traces of blood, and gradually stopped breathing.

"Father! Elder Wang! Where are you?!" Yu Wenyu couldn't help crying, and cried frantically, "Anyone can, come and save Jincheng! Save us!"

He and Song Jincheng secretly rode the spirit horse, and wanted to run away from home and ran to play in the city. On the way, they suddenly encountered five powerful filthy demons. They descended from the sky and attacked and cut off the head of the spirit horse. The two rolled off the cliff and suffered a lot of injuries.

The filthy demon ate the spirit horse and found it after the smell of flesh and blood.

Although Yu Wenyu is known as a genius, it is difficult to deal with it with one enemy five, left-handed and right-handed.

At the critical moment, Song Jincheng protected him and stuffed Chubu Dan into the head of the monster's mouth, and then was seriously injured.

Elimination of Bhagavatam slows down the movement of monsters.

Yu Wenyu took the opportunity to take out the sword and tried his best to finally kill the filthy demon.

However, Song Jincheng's injury was too serious, and he could not slow down the speed of life disappearing after exhausting all the hemostatic pills.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm too useless," Yu Wenyu cried desperately, "Jincheng, don't die, we are going to eat the buns from Rongguifang, drink the wine from Taibailou, we are going to go Watch the lady of the flower dance in Twelve Square, go to the Nanyue City Ghost Lantern Festival, don't leave me alone, who will save us..."

He cried and cried, begged and begged.

...

Suddenly, the violent wind rolled up the fallen leaves, and Yu Wenyu raised his head and was surprised to see a gorgeous French ship appearing in the sky.

Song Qingshi had already discovered the injuries of the two of them. He couldn't wait to land, so he jumped out of the Dharma ship and flew over on the Red Lotus Profound Fire. He pushed Yu Wenyu away crying like a fool, and put him into his father's arms. Then all the golden needles were applied, and emergency measures such as cardiopulmonary resuscitation were taken to the patients.

Yue Wuhuan used to be an assistant for him, stepped forward to help sew up his intestines and wounds with needles and threads, then pressed it back, tightly pressed with a bandage, and found his tattered left hand in the mouth of the filthy demon.

Song Jincheng had a breath again.

"Six-body Huiyang Pill, nourishing Qi San, liquefaction with Bafenling, Nine-Ran Blood Lotus Pill or Lieyang Ningti Pill?" Song Qingshi saw that the first aid was successful, and let Yue Wuhuan take out the blood tonic. And the life-saving elixir, after being diluted, poured a little in, finally stabilized the vital signs.

Yue Wuhuan used the Blood King Vine to make a simple stretcher, steadily lifted the person up, took the French ship, and sent him back to Tianwumen nearby.

Song Qingshi directly performed abdomen and hand suture operations on Song Jincheng at Tianwumen, and made a long list. Let Yue Wuhuan tune a variety of precious elixir for regeneration of severed limbs and body recovery, and tossed for two days without sleep. , Finally dragged the bear child back from the death line.

After Song Jincheng woke up, after listening to the situation, he looked at the bandage on his body and his temporarily unmovable left hand. After thinking about it for a long time, he cautiously concluded: "My parents will not run away because of the test scores and leaving home. Hit me?"

Song Qingshi: "???"

...

Yu Wenyu suffered some traumas, but it didn't hurt.

He was slapped with a whip by his father, and he knelt at the ancestral hall for three days. After reflecting on it, he ran to find Song Jincheng.

Yu Wenyan knew the whole story, but he was too embarrassed to stop it again, so he opened one eye and closed the other, and put up with his son's continued dealings with this unpleasant guy, as long as he doesn't go too far...

Song Jincheng is very convincing. The pears must be sliced ​​and cut into flowers, and the grapes must be shaved and peeled. After lying down for three days, he yelled and felt uncomfortable. Wanting to read the latest script, Yu Wenyu immediately rode the spirit beast down the mountain overnight and knocked on the door of the bookstore to buy him. The script was gone, and it was delivered to the bedside before dawn.

After Song Qingshi was busy with the things on hand, he met Yu Wenyu, who had come back from Pi Xing Daiyue, and suddenly found that the gleaming halo of the protagonist on his body had disappeared. Song Qingshi thought he had read it wrong, so La Yuwenyu walked to the bright spot and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, she was a little puzzled.

He pondered for a long time, but couldn't understand it, so he told Yue Wuhuan.

The less joyous the world, the more he never reads junk books like storybooks, he thought for a moment: "From the information of Zhao Ye, every protagonist who needs to be saved has been arranged with a botched storybook. I think this time The Demon Tide is the key. If the immortal pinnacle had not intervened, the Tianwu Gate would have been destroyed. Maybe... it would bring Yu Wenyu's tragic fate, but he is just a Jindanjian repairer. What will happen if he is miserable?"

Both of them seldom read the script, and talked for a long time from the perspective of science students, to no avail.

Song Qingshi had an idea and thought of Song Jincheng, a professional who never left his hands every day. He dragged Yue Wuhuan, ran to the hospital bed, pinched the whole thing, changed his face, and set something similar to Yu Wenyu with a hypothetical method. The actor, let Song Jincheng guess, what kind of storybook will it be?

"Of course it is the story of revenge stream! It's very beautiful," Song Jincheng took out the "Swordsman Revenge" from the script pile without hesitation, and recommended, "I have a similar, sunny and kind male protagonist in my hand. In the tragedy of Miemen, not only the parents died, but also his fiancée died to save him...He was full of hatred and determined to take revenge. He encountered all kinds of opportunities and adventures along the way, and obtained the treasures of heaven and earth, the inheritance of magic weapons, the beasts and beasts. , And when he was seriously injured, there were beautiful medical immortals thrown into his arms...Finally, he became a mighty power in the immortal realm and defeated the evil villain."

The more Wuhuan was silent and speechless, this kind of **** development was beyond his logical scope.

The corners of Song Qingshi's mouth twitched. He wanted to know what the **** was the beautiful medical immortal who had thrown his arms in his arms?

Yu Wenyu came in with supper to hear it, and angrily cursed: "The fiancée died to save him. He doesn't keep the festival well, practice hard, and even flickers with beautiful women? This sword repair is bad and bad, not a good thing!"

He put down the supper, saw the less joy, and apologized seriously: "I originally misunderstood the immortal summit, but now... I am really ashamed, God's kindness, remembered in my heart, I will practice hard in the future and never listen to those There are messy rumors. My father also said that Tianwumen will go all out for the immortal pinnacle in the future."

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "What do you mean by the messy rumors?"

Yu Wenyu said with shame: "Many people think that the filthy devil is made by the immortal top. I... I also believed in this kind of rumors. It's really stupid. I swear, whoever dares to say these nonsense in front of me in the future, I Hit him hard!"

When the tide of demons struck, the gods killed all the filthy demons and guarded everyone in Tianwumen. How could such a good person have something to do with the filthy demons? ! Even those dark rumors in the past are probably false!

Yu Wenyu was grateful, he decided to believe in the top of the immortal in this life, and repay his kindness, no one would say bad things about the gods!

Song Jincheng thoughtlessly thought the porridge in the midnight snack was too hot, and refused to eat it. Yu Wenyu couldn't care about other things, and quickly gave him a cold.

Song Qingshi took the opportunity to drag Yue Wuhuan back out...

By now, they probably sorted out the system's destiny arrangement for Yu Wenyu: Song Jincheng played truant from school and went to Tianwumen to find Yuwenyu to play. When the demonic tide came, Tianwumen destroyed the gate, Yuwenyu escaped by chance, but lost his parents and close friends, and he was full of righteousness. The hatred of Destruction Peak, embarked on the road of revenge.

The black hand behind the scenes has always hated the more unhappy, and will surely create various opportunities for Yu Wenyu to help him practice smoothly and reach the top all the way.

Song Qingshi's task was probably to assist Yu Wenyu with pill and medical skills to help him defeat Yue Wuhuan...

However, after the system was bombed and the original information was destroyed and unable to interfere with the mission, Song Qingshi ignored the mission again, Yue Wuhuan ran to him, and the two took Song Jincheng to Tianwumen to perform the operation. The plot was off track, and now Yuwen Yu has become a fan of the immortal pinnacle, who dares to find the trouble of Yue Wuhuan, he is the first to draw his sword...

As a result, Yu Wenyu lost the protagonist's luck.

The black hand behind the scenes can no longer use this chess piece for follow-up arrangements...

However, it will never give up.

Song Qingshi thought about it, and suddenly felt the ground shake again. He hurriedly asked, "Is there another earthquake?"

"No," Yue Wuhuan closed his eyes lightly, "An Long is crazy. I'll let the avatar take a look."

...

In the endless abyss, the monster bound in the seal struggled frantically, roaring like a dragon, and filthy black magical energy was exuding all over his body. He threw his tail in pain, and slapped the rock wall fiercely. Large pieces of the wall fell, and the seal became shaky.

Yue Wuhuan used the flames to condense into a sword and slashed at his head.

The monster roared, and the wound quickly regenerated.

Over the years, Yue Wuhuan has tried various methods of killing Anlong, such as burning by fire, killing red butterfly, strangling, and also trying various methods to kill Anlong, such as curse, ice, poisonous, corrosion, ten thousand arrows through the heart, etc. Part of the damage cannot be worn. Through the body's defense, part of the damage will quickly regenerate.

After discussing with An Long, he put the body that turned into a monster into the phoenix flames and burned it for three months, but he couldn't completely burn it to ashes. After the burning stopped, his body was even more twisted by the fire. Stronger, Anlong's madness has become more serious, leading to the need to add a few more layers to the seal.

Now, he can only use countless blood king vines to tightly wrap the violent monster, subdue it, and then impose a seal to make him fall asleep.

The monster has lost its reason, and the sleep time is getting shorter and shorter, just want to rush out of the endless abyss and start killing.

This is not a good sign...

He must work with Song Qingshi to find a solution as soon as possible.

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Song Jincheng's parents rushed to Tianwumen. They had known the identity of Yaowang Xianzun under the notice of Mr. Yue. When they saw Song Qing, they performed three prostrations and thanked the grandpa for saving their lives. The noisy bear kid caught him back.

Song Qingshi finally knew the identity of Mr. Yue, a bit dazed, but how about he could take Yue Wuhuan? My own Taoist couple, super master of God, must rest assured that the person spoiled on the tip, choose to forgive him no matter what he did...

Most of the wounded patients in Tianwumen were not in serious trouble. A few seriously injured patients were brought back to Yaowanggu for treatment by Song Jincheng's parents. Yu Wenyu felt uneasy about his friends. Ben followed, but was beaten by his father again and sent to practice.

Song Qingshi instructed Mrs. Nian not to forget to give him papers, and then took the research babies in the cage, and took the boat back to the top of Immortality with Yue Wuhuan.

He wanted to go to the endless abyss to see An Long's situation, but after An Long's madness, his feelings for him were all replaced with murderous intent. He was irrational and unable to communicate. His appearance would probably stimulate An Long's emotions and change things. Push it to a worse point.

Fortunately, Yue Wuhuan followed him for many years of medical research, and developed a good experimental habit. He recorded Anlong's demonization process with a shadow symbol array and text, and kept it in the archives of the top of the immortal.

Song Qingshi was full of praise for his reliability.

At night, the ship approached the top of the immortal. Under the guidance of Yue Wuhuan, Song Qingshi sat by the window and looked out, but saw thousands of lights on the cliff, connected with the sea of ​​stars in the sky, reflecting the palace made of gold and white jade and the flowers and trees inlaid with precious pearls and jade. , Composing the dazzling beauty, just like the most fantastic dreamland.

He admired happily for a long time, feeling that there would be no shortage of research funds. Suddenly he found that these beautiful lights were something wrong. Looking carefully, there was a painful soul struggling in each lamp, all soul lamps?

Song Qingshi asked in shock: "What are these souls?"

"Don't mind, they are all inexcusable rubbish, I put them here day and night to torture, it will make the mood more happy," Yue Wuhuan embraced him from behind, and asked with a smile, "You gave me the gift back then. I put the soul lamp in it too, is it beautiful?"

Song Qing was silent for a long time, and whispered: "Three thousand years ago, the soul lamp has not gone out yet..."

He once sent two soul lamps to Yue Wuhuan to vent the anger in his heart, and he made a promise. If Yue Wuhuan can let go of the pain and stop self-torture, he will extinguish the soul lamp and completely destroy the sinful soul. Let everything start again.

There are hundreds of thousands of soul lamps, each of which represents the resentment in Yu Wuhuan's heart, the hatred of the world.

The more soul lamps, the more resentment and the deeper the hatred.

For so many years, he hasn't put down a single lamp...

"How can you forget those things?" Yue Wuhuan smiled softly, "As long as I am still alive, the soul lamp will never go out, and the hatred will never disappear."

Song Qingshi hesitatingly asked: "Forever?"

The more Wuhuan replied with certainty: "Forever."

Song Qingshi was silent again.

"Don't worry," Yue Wuhuan saw that he was not in a good mood, lowered his head and kissed his lips, and comforted, "This world is too dirty. There is nothing clean except you. The air is full of stench and garbage is everywhere. It's not worth starting over."

Song Qingshi thought for a long time and nodded obediently.

...

The dharma ship stopped, and the monks at the top of the immortal peak received the news. They all brought heavy gifts and wanted to meet the priests of the gods. The lovebirds also diligently suggested that they wanted to hold a grand ceremony for the priests and tell the gods to the whole world. The favor of the Queen of God.

Yue Wuhuan knew that Song Qingshi was afraid of being watched by strangers and did not like the ceremony, so he accepted gifts for him, rejected all suggestions, and solemnly urged: "The Medicine King Xianzun is a man, and you must never call him a **** queen."

He retrieved the memories of his previous life in Mo Yuan's formation, knowing that Song Qing paid special attention to his masculinity. He felt that the two were same-sex couples, and the posture on the bed had no symbolic meaning.

Once a foolish fool called Song Qingshi's wife of Jianzun's family. He couldn't speak. He was so aggrieved that he hadn't eaten for three days, and he kept reflecting on how he looked like a wife's face.

In short, **** empress, daughter-in-law, and wife are all forbidden words.

It is absolutely not possible to presuppose it during Song Qing's time.

Yue Wuhuan carefully listed 56 new prohibitions and distributed them to the subordinates of Top of the Immortal, including not to disturb Song Qingshi's research, not to touch experimental equipment, not to watch Song Qingshi, and not to talk to Song Qingshi casually. No misnomer, etc...

Opteron couldn't understand, and he had no brain to support: "Mother is right!"

Everyone is a little confused...

The Immortal Summit had already prepared the laboratory, Yaowanggu also sent an excellent assistant, and Song Qingshi never came out when he fell in.

He used instruments to analyze the structure of the filthy demon, and also studied various toxins useful to the filthy demon, dissected several corpses, and observed the disappearance of the corpses. Then he commissioned Yue Wuhuan and Tiangong Pavilion to design a completely sealed transparent space, put the filthy demon **** by the blood king vine into it, inject lethal toxins, and wait for the demon to decompose and observe what the body will decompose into and disappear. Where to go......

The average disappearance time of monster corpses is twelve hours to twenty-four hours.

The corpse of the monster in the sealed space lasted for 72 hours before disappearing, and the speed slowed down significantly.

Song Qingshi found it very interesting, and decided to set up the sealed space more comprehensively, and add the formation method to isolate the breath, to eliminate all interference factors such as spiritual power, energy, smell, and magnetic field.

Whether it is a sealed space or an isolated formation, it is a high-end magical tool design. The two are superimposed to make a transparent large-scale magical tool, and it must be strong enough to prevent the evil spirits from escaping. The difficulty factor increases geometrically. Tiangong Pavilion The pavilion master took his apprentices every day, racking his brains, constantly discussing and researching, and the submitted plan was beaten back several times by the gods, and his hair was pale.

While waiting for the successful production of the artifact, Song Qingshi buried his head in the pile of books.

He has left this world for three thousand years. There are so many new and interesting things in the world, and new developments in medical skills. Some of the problems that he could not solve before, new medicinal materials and research programs have appeared. He can't read books, sleep, sleep, and eat, and his mind is full of learning and research topics.

Song Qingshi sighed: "If the effects of Fushousha were discovered earlier, we would not have to work so hard to find ten thousand-year-old tortoises."

When Yue Wuhuan retrieved his memory for him, he once said that the three of them once again entered the bottom of Yueyan Lake and were attacked by water monsters, triggering the nightmare heart-devouring formation. After breaking the formation, they found the traces left by Sword Master Mo Yuan. And Phoenix blood.

When Song Qing thought of this, he felt wrong. When Yue Wuhuan and him went to Yueyan Lake to kill the old tortoise, they had not yet received the Phoenix blood, and the swordsmanship was not so clever...

Could it be that after his death, Yue Wuhuan went to a nightmare to bite his heart?

Song Qingshi asked questions.

"Yes," Yue Wuhuan was also quite uncomfortable with the memory of the previous life, "I was a little mad and irrational at that time. After you left, I missed you too much, so I returned to the nightmare and heartbreaking... Although the formation will make me relive the nightmare of losing you time and time again, at least I can see you in my dream and enjoy a short happy time."

Song Qingshi didn't know what to say, he held Yu Wuhuan's hand tightly, indicating that he was still alive.

"This is a bit ridiculous," Yue Wuhuan laughed at himself, "I can't come out of the nightmare, and my mind is not so clear. I gradually got used to it. After the formation can't weave the nightmare that can torment me, I will Driven out of the formation, I can't get in again. I furiously attacked my heart, slashed a few swords in the formation, vented my hatred, and then lost my soul. I somehow lost the Phoenix blood and the note you wrote."

Song Qingshi was puzzled: "Note?"

Yue Wuhuan thought for a while: "After you are demonized, you seem to realize your own destiny... You wrote no solution on the paper. At the last moment... you put the note into my hand and let me keep it. I kept searching for answers, and finally saw the secret before I died, and there is no solution to the tiger's support."

Song Qingshi felt that Mo Yuan's real memory and the experience in the circle were still somewhat different, he wanted to know the difference between the two.

"The events and experiences are the same, and the details are slightly different." Yue Wuhuan thought about it carefully. "At that time, you not only couldn't speak, but you were a bit dazed in doing things, far less clever than you are now. When we first met, You gave me medicine, and I beat you to the blood with a stick. You stood there stupidly, crying with pain, but didn't know to avoid..."

At that time, Song Qingshi was like a stone. He didn't understand any human's sophistication, didn't understand happiness, anger, sorrow, and talk. He is very stubborn to accompany Wuhuan, stubbornly teaching literacy, and stubbornly helping people with illnesses.

The more Wuhuan said: "During the journey, I taught you a lot of ways to live among people. You study hard, work a little more flexibly, and gradually change your personality. I remember that you even had good food at that time. I haven't eaten it. It's very pitiful. I made you sorbet for the first time. You wrote a lot of words in my palm, saying it's the best food in the world. Every time you talk to a patient, I change it for you. In terms of words, I'm afraid that you will be too straightforward and be beaten by your family. You don't understand, thinking I'm wrong, and pulling the corner of my clothes desperately...

There are painful memories in the memories of previous lives, but there are also many interesting and happy memories, and I can't say enough.

Song Qingshi leaned on Yue Wuhuan's shoulder, listening a little attentively, and suddenly felt a hazy feeling in his heart.

"No Huan..."

"how?"

"I suspect that you made me what I am now."

"Don't say silly things."

"Maybe, I was born for you?"

"Then I'm not welcome."

"..."

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qingshi got up with a sore back and a sore back. Last night, he was more upset, or you're welcome, and he branded him personally. As a result, he tossed all night. Now he is covered with traces and his voice is a little hoarse. Determined to train well, otherwise the future will be difficult...

The less joyful he ran to deal with official duties, let him lie in bed for more rest.

Song Qingshi lay on the bed and read a book for a while.

When he passed the garden, he suddenly heard crying from the pool...

Song Qingshi walked over and took a look, and found that it was a very beautiful girl with messy hair, disheveled clothes, and no shoes and socks. She seemed to have just got up from the bed, sitting by the pool with the embroidered kerchief in her hand, facing the reflection in the water. , Weeping in the wind, I see pity.

There was a scratch on the slightly exposed collarbone, and there were some bruises on her arm.

Song Qingshi's mind was full of research babies, and he walked over without thinking about it. After walking not far, he felt that something was wrong. He quickly stepped back and looked at the scars on the girl's body and arms, and found that they were all bedspreads. The pinch marks and scratches left by very fierce tactics, and the deep bite marks on the neck!

He and Yue Wuhuan two big men, no matter how crazy they play, they can't make this kind of injury.

What violence happened to this girl? She looked at the reflection in the water so focused, wouldn't she want to drown herself in the water?

Song Qingshi was a little panicked, he was ready for rescue and approached quietly.

The girl noticed his existence, turned her head, looked around with red eyes, and asked: "Who are you? What do you want to do?!"

"I'm new here," Song Qingshi asked cautiously, "Why are you crying here?"

"I upset Brother Zihao," the girl cried more pitifully when she heard the sadness, her words were a little messy, "Last night was Brother Zihao's birthday, I made a new set of clothes for him, and I followed everything. He, following him, he finally slept with me... This morning, he lost his temper for some reason and drove me out again, saying that he would break up."

Song Qingshi felt incredible. How could such a beautiful and virtuous girl be abandoned?

The girl cried out of breath: "I did something wrong. Brother Zihao can beat and scold as much as he wants, I don't want to break up..."

Song Qingshi was even more sluggish: "Is he still beating you?"

The girl nodded aggrievedly: "Well, it's not good for me to be beaten, and it should be right for Brother Zihao to be angry..."

Song Qingshi was angry. This is typical emotional manipulation, right?

There is a scumbag who can domestic violence in the top of the immortal? !

He must quickly tell Yue Wuhuan and immediately clear the door!

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Kong Muhua happily followed the kind-hearted little brother to reason.

Although the younger brother only has the golden core cultivation base, he looks very weak, but he is a human, and it is always better to communicate between humans. Maybe he can understand why Bai Zihao is always angry? Moreover, Bai Zihao is also a distracting power anyway, he will not be cruel to the Jindan monk, he will take the opportunity to sneak in with the little monk, and then beg for mercy.

Kong Muhua happily followed the little brother a few times, and found that he had gone to the conference hall of the top of the immortal. The gods did not know when he would be back, and he was discussing business with several demon cultivators, including his dead opponent Dapeng. Demon and Bi Fang demon. Kong Muhua immediately shook her feathers, adjusted her dress, and followed in at a charming pace.

He took two steps, and suddenly found something was wrong...

What is my little brother doing here?

Kong Muhua subconsciously wanted to slip, but was discovered by the gods, and a few blood king vines blocked the way out...

Song Qingshi ran in front of Yue Wuhuan, earnestly reasoning: "Men can't play with feelings and bully girls."

Yue Wuhuan took off his gauze gloves and straightened his untidy hair, agreeing: "Yes, you can't play with emotions."

The enemies are all watching jokes.

Kong Muhua finally understood, he aggrieved and said: "The Queen of God..."

Song Qingshi was perplexed: "What **** queen?"

Yue Wuhuan was furious, and the two whips pulled him back to the original. The golden peacock dragged its long tail, flying around the house, screaming and barking, Song Qingshi just wanted to persuade Yue Wuhuan not to beat the girl, and suddenly remembered The biology textbook...the one with the tail screen is a male peacock, right?

He pondered the relationship between the male peacock and the girl for a while, and finally understood the truth. But he can't blame him. At that time, he discovered that the more Wuhuan's female identity was because he was holding a horse and accidentally ran into it. Now Kong Muhua is wearing a generous colorful skirt. He is not a disciple, so how can he touch people's pelvis and pubis ?

Although Kong Muhua is a cute boy, domestic violence is still bad.

Song Qingshi hesitantly wanted to stop persuading him, Yue Wuhuan had already waved back from watching the lively demon cultivators, and used the Blood King Vine to tie the miserable golden peacock with its wings and paws, and introduced: "He is Bai Zihao's lover."

The peacock is the bird of exorcism, the ancient demon, with supernatural power, and according to the human monk, it is also the ancestor of the Mahayana period, and its strength can be numbered at the peak of immortality. During the war, he served as a striker, cutting down half of the mountain with an axe, charging into the battlefield, unstoppable, and outstanding achievements.

The bird tribe loves beauty and loves to show off. Women's clothing is nothing new, but Kong Muhua has a strange personality, and his relationship with Bai Zihao is even more turbulent. He breaks up every few decades and looks at the top of the immortality. I'm used to watching the excitement. No one cares about Kong Muhua's crying, making troubles and hanging himself. They all know that they are pretending to be a bitter drama for Bai Zihao, and only Bai Zihao is willing to eat him.

Song Qing came here in the early days and was obsessed with research. No one gave him these fixed dramas of popular science.

Kong Muhua rarely met someone who was willing to take care of him, and he was completely addicted to the drama. Originally, with his strength and status, he was not afraid of being settled by the autumn queen, but he did not expect to hit the gods' priests, and his beautiful feathers were plucked...

The peacock combed its feathers, cried, and was extremely aggrieved.

He wants to collect all the feathers that have fallen, put them together, and make a fan, which he will give to Bai Zihao as a gift.

...

Song Qingshi finally sorted out the relationship and knew that Bai Zihao was his original target. He didn't regret making a mistake, but he felt a little guilty for this kind-hearted teenager who should have been redeemed.

Yue Wuhuan saw his thoughts and asked, "Do you want to see Bai Zihao?"

Song Qingshi was tossed and frightened in Mo Yuan's formation. He first observed Yue Wuhuan's face and made sure that there was no grudge and no strange tragedy would be caused. Then he nodded vigorously. He also wanted to know what the task target had become.

Yue Wu Huan smiled and took him there.

Every time Bai Zihao came to the Immortal Summit to visit the gods, he lived in Kong Muhua's Changsi Tower... Back then, when he thought that Peacock was a girl, he was coaxed to live in once, and it became the rule of the immortal summit. All the demons were afraid of Kong Muhua's crying and two axes. He wanted to change to other rooms but nothing happened.

Yue Wuhuan took Kong Muhua away and let Song Qingshi enter Changsi Tower alone.

Song Qingshi knocked on the door and went in, and saw Bai Zihao carefully stitching up a broken head. I don't know that the head belonged to the monk. His expression was hideous. There were seven or eight soul lamps next to him. This feeling... seemed different from the little pitiful back then. ?

"Xianzun?" Bai Zihao was very pleasantly surprised when he saw Song Qing. He quickly put down the stitched head and brewed tea to explain, "This is the **** that the **** asked me to kill, the villain who killed the girl... the **** said that he would hang his head. On the city gate, when I found this rubbish, I saw him doing evil. I was so angry that I forgot the order of the gods. I accidentally smashed my head. I was thinking of a way to fight together..."

God's orders must be fulfilled.

He hasn't spelled it out for a long time, and he is worried.

"Let me see," Song Qing was very enthusiastic when he encountered something in the professional field. He rolled up his sleeves and started to do it. He corrected it while fighting. "You have a few bones that are misplaced. This cannot be recovered. I will send it later. Your picture of the human skeleton..."

The two taught one by one, and finally put their heads back together and put them in the box.

Song Qingshi drank two sips of tea. He wanted to apologize to Bai Zihao, but he didn't know how to say it. Finally, he honestly said, "Sorry, I was at Jin Feiyu's back then...I was supposed to save you..."

"Jin Feizhen?" Bai Zihao looked at him, blank for a long time, and finally remembered that it was his trash ex-husband, and smiled, "If you don't mention it, I almost forgot the name of this guy."

Although the incident was extremely tragic and left a deep impression, it was almost three thousand years old, and the nasty things have long been thrown into the long river of history. Every day in his mind is cultivation, tasks, killings, and **** Kong Muhua. He has also experienced many more exciting things. Where can he remember the scum that is not worth remembering?

When there are more interesting memories, the painful memories fade.

He can already face the things of the past calmly: "At that time, I was young and ignorant, stupid and useless, and holding Xianzun's thigh was a waste. Fortunately, Xianzun saved Brother Wuhuan, and Brother Wuhuan taught me how to use myself. Stand up with your feet, it's more useful than anything."

In those days, the gods not only taught him exercises and swordsmanship, but he was more tolerant than ordinary people when he made mistakes. In his free time, the gods would always look at him and pay attention to his every move. Not long after he came out of Jinfeng Villa, the trash in his mind was not cleaned up. Under the discussion of others, he thought that the gods were interested in him, and he was entangled for a long time.

He likes "girls" and doesn't want to get involved with men anymore, but Brother Wuhuan is the person he admires, and he has great favor...

The **** monarch found everyone's discussion and his entanglement, and found it ridiculous, so he summoned him to the lotus pond in Jianghe Temple and told him about his encounter with Yaowang Xianzun, dressing change, treatment, reading, tribulation, and return There is a gift of heart... Suddenly, the gods asked him: "If you were treated like this, would you like him? Would you be happy?"

Bai Zihao thought for a while, and said honestly: "Probably so."

No one will not be tempted by such tenderness.

The **** was silent for a long time, and the expression under the veil seemed painful.

"Brother Wuhuan," Bai Zihao felt that his brain was broken, and he didn't know where he had the courage to call out his old name, and stretched out his hand to pull his veil, wanting to see the long-lost old man, comforting a few words ,"You do not want......"

His hand just touched the corner of his clothes.

Shenjun woke up from the memory in an instant, the spiritual power of the bodyguard gathered into a sword light, and he slashed over without thinking.

Bai Zihao's hand was broken, and the pain was terrible.

He was completely stunned. Although he had been severely injured by the monster beast during training, he did not expect that he would be chopped off by the gods...

"You may have misunderstood something," Shenjun was so disgusted with any touch, he cast a cleaning spell on his clothes several times, and said coldly, "I hate you very much, and even hate you...I will save you, but I want to see what the correct answer looks like."

Bai Zihao picked up the broken hand and went back to the doctor in a desperate manner. Although the hand was quickly connected, he felt sad for many days at the thought of being disgusted by his benefactor, and even cried secretly.

Kong Muhua knew about this and ran over to comfort him: "Don't worry about what the **** said, it depends on what he does. Others have done your bold behavior, and your life is gone. The **** is still willing to keep you, at least you are better than others in his heart. important."

Bai Zihao thinks about it, plus the gods treat him as before, and the "girl" he likes changed tricks to tease him, and soon he was relieved.

...

Song Qingshi was a little confused: "Aren't you angry if you broke your hand?"

"The Immortal Summit has rules. I violated the ban. Why should I be angry?" Bai Zihao was inexplicable. He said that he wanted to tell Yaowang Xianzun. The gods have a deep affection for him, and no one can replace him. Why should Yaowang Xianzun focus on Above his broken hand? Is this the instinct of the physician? He once again gave a good impression to the gods, "It has been many years ago that the hand was broken, and it has been painful for a long time, but when I think of it, I always envy the feelings of the gods and the gods..."

Why is the feeling he encountered, either a scumbag or a fool?

Bai Zihao thought of the gift from Kong Muhua and became angry again.

Song Qingshi also wanted to know why he wanted to punch Muhua, a charming boy.

Bai Zihao took out a set of clothes and showed it to him.

This suit is made with great care, not only is it exquisite but also embroidered, but...this is women's clothing.

Bai Zihao suffocated his breath and said, "He said that he can only make skirts, and it has become like this somehow. Let me not dislike it, and watch the lanterns with him in clothes. I think he is a fool!"

At first, he couldn't accept that Kong Muhua was hit. The village where he was born is very conservative, and there is no such thing as same-sex love. He grew up, and his education was to find a girl to live his life well. Although he unfortunately became a man's plaything after arriving in the fairy world, he once thought he could not lead a normal life, but he met a lively and vigorous Kong Muhua. His heart moved. He felt that he was still an ordinary man and wanted to form a happy family with the girl he liked. happy.

As a result, a bolt from the blue...

It is not so much that he refuses Kong Muhua's "deception", it is more that he cannot accept the broken dream, refuses to believe that he likes to stubbornly, can only like men...

He was unable to face reality for a long time.

Kong Muhua was so wronged, he didn't understand why human beings liked it but refused to admit it, and it was a lot of trouble.

Bai Zihao was a little softhearted and tried to convince himself that Yao Wang Xianzun is also the spiritual root of the water system. He is not the only man in the world who likes to be obsessed... Then, he was mentally prepared, thinking about it. Normally, you can make do with the things in bed. Although the skills are not good, but the talents are different. If you take the initiative and teach, you will improve...

However, every time he was about to compromise, Kong Muhua would make some moths, making him so angry that he wanted to hang this guy up and beat him to death.

Look at the Phoenix, look at the Dapeng, look at Bi Fang, look at the crane...

I feel more and more that people are more worthy of death than people, and that birds are better than birds!

Song Qingshi was silent, feeling that Bai Zihao was also seriously lacking in physical hygiene knowledge, so he decided to give him a good lesson. It is normal to like the same **** in nature to reduce the psychological burden. After class, he asked: "If Kong Muhua is a girl, he will do these things. ,Would you be angry?"

Bai Zihao struggled: "Not angry."

When Kong Muhua was a "girl", he felt lively and cute no matter how much noise he made.

He also knew that he was not good, but he couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart...

Yao Wang Xianzun's course made him feel a little awkward, but his brain was slow to understand, and he had to digest it for a while.

Song Qingshi asked carefully: "Are you feeling happy now?"

Bai Zihao thought for a while, smiled and said, "Happy."

He is now the overlord of the party, and no one dares to humiliate him anymore, and he can still kill nasty **** everywhere. Although Kong Muhua is a strange flower, he is very sincere to him. The pain in the past has long been relieved, and now he has no troubles except Yaozi, and he feels happy and extremely happy every day.

Song Qingshi was stunned. He thanked Bai Zihao and quickly ran out of the gate to find Yue Wuhuan.

Yue Wuhuan had just finished educating Peacocks and was teaching Opteron to change his address from "mother" to "daddy" or "daddy". When he turned around, he saw Song Qing rushing over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You redeemed Bai Zihao!" Song Qingshi grabbed him and said excitedly, "So, the system made a wrong judgment! Bai Zihao got happiness, and my mission was successful!"

The system is a tool for the black hand behind the scenes. It performs tasks in a rigid manner. The task is to obtain happiness for Bai Zihao, but there is no stipulation on how to obtain happiness.

Now, the more Wuhuan he rescued, the more Wuhuan he rescued Bai Zihao.

He has completed an unsolvable task!

The system runs strictly according to the destiny trajectory. It misunderstands the protagonist's destiny, judges the wrong test result, and the score should be played again!

This is an unprecedented thing, and the black hand behind the scenes cannot completely ignore this serious mistake, and must find a way to fix it.

The butterfly wings are flapping in the wind, and mistakes will bring chain mistakes, just like snowballs.

The world is going to go wrong.

~~~

114

The wind and showers lasted for many days without a trace of sunlight, and the air was full of dampness.

Huang Abao is a farmer in Huangjia Village in Heisong Mountain. Their village is full of mortals, farming and hunting for a living, living in extreme poverty.

Half a month ago, his mother became ill. At first, several shallow black streak-like spots appeared on the arm, then the spots gradually darkened, spread, and finally spread all over the body.

The world of immortality is rich in spiritual energy, and mortals rarely get sick, and most minor diseases will heal themselves. The mother thought that she had eaten the wrong food, and she was reluctant to spend money. After the son-in-law's advice, she invited the doctor from the village and ate two sets of cheap earthwork, but she didn't see it well. The night before yesterday, the mother got up to drink water, fell to the table and never got up again. There were faint black spots on the hands of his wife and daughter. Huang Abao finally realized that it was not good.

The doctor in the village said that he could not see the disease, and pointed the way to the Medicine King Medical Center in Tongyang City.

Yaowang Medical Center is a medical center opened by Yaowanggu in various places. It has excellent medical skills and fair fees. From time to time, there will be free consultation services to help the poor.

His wife A Cai took off the silver bracelet on her hand and left her mother who was in a coma to take care of her. Huang Abao carried her daughter on her back and took all the family property to Tongyang City for medical treatment.

There are three hundred miles from Heisong Mountain to Tongyang City. Huang Abao walked endlessly for three days and three nights. Layers of blood blisters were worn out on the soles of his feet, and he was so swollen that he could hardly wear his shoes. He finally rushed to the medicine before he was physically weak. In the Wang Medical Hall, he knelt in front of the young doctor holding his daughter who was getting worse.

The young doctor, surnamed Cheng, had just graduated from Yaowanggu and was full of ambition.

He immediately took the poor patient. After a preliminary diagnosis, he believed that he was infected with viscera. He tried various treatments such as Qufei Dan and Xiaoping Powder, but they were not effective. The spots on the girl's arms were getting deeper and deeper, and he could not figure out the source of the disease, so he decided to take the spirit horse and take the father and daughter back to Huangjia Village to see the situation.

At noon, Huangjia Village was silent, and even the chickens and dogs that made a fuss on weekdays were gone.

There are blood stains and corpses everywhere in the village...

Dr. Cheng felt bad: "Are there any robbers around here?"

After saying this, he himself felt that it was not right. Huangjiacun was too poor and had no wealth worth looting.

Huang Abao had already panicked. He gave his daughter to Dr. Cheng to take care of him, hurried back to his house and opened the door... What he saw was the corpse of his mother who was hacked to death with scissors in her hand. He was distraught, looking for his wife, but saw that the chicken and pig at home were also dead. His wife, who had always been virtuous, hid in a dark corner shivering with a blood-stained kitchen knife in her hand.

The wife's body was covered with black spots, and her eyes were a little red.

Huang Abao asked quickly: "A Cai, what happened?"

"Mother, suddenly she went crazy, she wanted to kill me," his wife's voice trembled in the darkness, as if restraining something, "she wanted to kill me, kill me, so..."

Huang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a very good relationship. The two usually talk and laugh, and they rarely even quarrel. Huang Abao walked over in disbelief, trying to pull his wife out of the darkness and ask carefully.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his wife slashed the kitchen knife at him with a weird smile.

"A Cai?" Huang Abao and his wife's childhood sweethearts had never seen such a look. He didn't care about the pain, and wanted to stop the chopper that continued to chop, "Are you crazy?"

There is no emotion in the wife's eyes, and her movements are stiff, like a controlled puppet.

The thin and small woman's strength became terrifying, and Huang Abao couldn't hold down the kitchen knife in her hand.

Suddenly, a flame struck, and it was Dr. Cheng who burned A Cai with a fire talisman, but she still didn't know the pain, and attacked frantically to hack her favorite husband to death. Helpless, Dr. Cheng drew out the sword, cut off A Cai's hand holding the sword, then threw the sword out and nailed it to the wall.

Huang Abao sat on the ground in a daze.

At this time, Dr. Cheng saw that his arms were also covered with black spots, and his eyes began to straighten...

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the little **** his back bit off and tore off a piece of meat. Dr. Cheng suffered from the pain and left the girl, but the girl crawled over with a weird movement, wanting to continue to bite.

Dr. Cheng felt bad and wanted to take out a spell to defend against the enemy, but he was horrified to find that a faint black spot appeared on his hand...

...

After examining the corpse in Huangjia Village, Dr. Cheng locked himself in an empty room with a symbolic array, observed the changes in his condition every day, and wrote down medical records: This is an unknown condition that is contagious. At first the symptoms were mild and there was no feeling. It is easy to be ignored and spreads quickly in the later stage. The patient first appears with black streaks, and then loses consciousness after the spots spread all over the body. After waking up, he becomes a cruel and bloodthirsty puppet, killing all living creatures regardless of closeness, and then three to five Heaven dies, the patient's symptoms of death are...

Before he lost consciousness, he used the sound transmission bird to send information and hope to Medicine King Valley.

The doctors are kind, hope that Tongmen can find the cause of the disease and help the common people in the world.

Fledgling, full of ambition, unable to achieve.

This is the last study in his life, and it is also the best.

Because he has no way to escape...

...

The top of immortality, night.

The gods promised to give a great reward. Zhuntiangong Pavilion used any precious materials regardless of the cost. The pavilion owner was also very interested in research projects with a lot of money. He took the apprentices to whiten their hair, and finally tossed out the method that Yaowang Xianzun wanted. The device is a fully enclosed cage made of ghost whale bones. A small observation window is made of meteorite crystal on the door of the prison, which is enough to see the situation inside.

After the inspection, Song Qingshi was extremely satisfied. He searched his stomach to find out the compliments, and praised and praised the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion.

Then, he put the prepared filthy demon in and injected the poison.

The filthy demon died smoothly.

Song Qingshi took the doctors from Yaowanggu, laying on the floor outside the cage, watching the changes of the corpse inside day and night. He waited for about fifteen days, the body of the filthy demon slowly turned into black energy and disappeared, and then reunited in the corner of the cage, becoming a new filthy demon, hitting the cage with teeth and claws.

The doctors were shocked, and they worked hard to discuss this incredible change.

Song Qingshi thought for a long time, and put forward a point of caution: "The law of conservation of energy."

Energy will not be produced out of thin air, nor will it disappear out of thin air. It will only transform from one form to another, or transfer from one object to another, while the total amount of energy remains the same.

The filthy demons are composed of demonic energy, which is a type of energy.

Therefore, after the filthy demon is eliminated, the energy will be reborn in other places to form a new filthy demon, so it is inexhaustible to eliminate it.

This was something he had doubted for a long time, and now he finally found a proof.

But where did the first filthy demons come from?

With the help of Yue Wuhuan, Song Qingshi consulted the history of the dark age and the process of the birth of the filthy demons.

Yue Wuhuan asked: "After the war is set off on the top of the immortal, the filthy demon will appear. Is it resentment?"

Song Qingshi shook his head: "Resentment is an emotional thing and does not belong to the scope of energy conservation. There are also monsters made of resentment in the world of cultivating immortals, such as resentment or remnant souls. After being eliminated, they will not regenerate. It is not a filthy demon."

Yue Wuhuan hesitated and said, "Is the filthy demon a human?"

Song Qingshi was silent...

This is the answer they are reluctant to face, but it is the closest to the truth.

"In the era of Mo Yuan, during the Battle of the Demon, we have seen many human beings become monsters. At that time...everyone thought they had the blood of the demon," Yue Wuhuan analyzed with difficulty, "Maybe, the battle of the Demon was not There is no end, the demons still exist. They are lurking in the human body and inspiring the most vicious desires. Therefore, the world of immortality is full of cruel, cruel, shameless... garbage."

The Top of Immortality slaughtered a large amount of garbage, and the devil energy lost its carrier, and it turned into an inexhaustible and inexhaustible filthy demon.

Isn't Anlong possessed by the devil qi because of his strong desires, constantly transforming, sinking deeper and deeper, until he can't get out?

Yue Wuhuan asked softly: "Is it my fault?"

Song Qingshi definitely said: "No."

The torrential rain drifted in, and Wuhuan became very bored. He walked over and closed the window, but saw countless electric lights appearing in the dense dark clouds, thunder blasted in the distance, and thousands of soul lamps swayed in the torrential rain, making a chaotic sound. , Made him feel irritable for no reason, and couldn't help saying: "I hate this filthy world, just destroy it all..."

Song Qingshi comforted: "Don't give up, it might get better."

Yue Wuhuan sneered, "I don't care."

Song Qingshi hesitated and said: "You are the **** of immortality, maybe... you can save the world."

"It's not worthy," Yue Wuhuan said without hesitation. "This world has never shown any mercy to me, except for ruin, abuse, pain and hatred. Why should I have mercy on it? If it allows me to find the man behind my destiny , I will cut it a thousand knives, and tortured forever."

Song Qingshi thought for a long time, and asked cautiously: "Why is it ruining you instead of killing you?"

The more Wuhuan closed his eyes in pain, unwilling to answer.

Song Qingshi whispered: "Actually, you guessed it a long time ago? Although I don't know what is behind the scenes, and I am not sure why it is you... But what it wants is your hate, hate makes you unable to escape, unable to rise... ..."

Yue Wuhuan smiled bitterly: "So what if you know?"

Being ruined again and again, tortured again and again, losing love again and again, falling into madness again and again, and dying in pain again and again... Thousands of reincarnations, never ending well.

Even if he guessed the purpose of the black hand behind the scenes, he couldn't control his heart.

Who can not hate this kind of encounter?

He was so bitter with hatred that he couldn't sleep at night...

...

Suddenly, countless thunder and lightning slashed to the same place frantically, the earth dragon turned over, and the mountain shook.

The spells on the rock wall of the Endless Abyss fell off in the earthquake, and the lightning fell in the same place without any method. Finally, the magic circle was cut open, and the chain that trapped the monster was loose... He opened the red vertical pupil and stretched out. The sharp claws struggled with all their strength to break through the imprisoned cage.

Yue Wuhuan realized that it was not good, and sent the avatar to repair the enchantment again, and at the same time the real body rushed to the endless abyss.

But it's too late...

The earth shook more intensely, the thunder and lightning became more frantic, the rocks fell one after another, and the chain's restraint power became weaker, and the monster was abruptly torn off. With his bright red eyes open, he pounced on the more Wuhuan incarnation without any reason...

The avatar shattered, turning into countless red light spots and disappearing.

The monster finally smashed into the cage and flew into the dark sky, leaving only two words in his head full of killing:

"Qing Shi..."

~~~

115

After the rainy days, infectious demonization syndromes appeared everywhere in the world. With the help of the black hand behind the scenes, the monsters incarnate in Anlong left the endless abyss with the power of heaven.

Perhaps, in order to reverse the out-of-control destiny track and regain control of the world in the palm of the hand, it used too much power and could no longer care about the minutiae; perhaps, after the system exploded, the misjudgment score caused a chain reaction and past failures. It was completely wiped out, and the prisoner of the tasker was released...

The lock of memory in Song Qingshi's mind was loose.

Thousands of memories of reincarnation came surging, almost breaking his sea of ​​consciousness.

He fell into a fever and coma.

...

Yaowanggu belongs to the top of the immortal. Dr. Cheng is not the only one who died in this infection. There are three villages where demonization has occurred. Among them, the master of Tianhuomen near Mohe Village is well informed. Decisively, he gathered together the villagers of Mohe Village and all the people who had been in contact with them, sealed off the village, killed them all, burned the corpses with fire, and cut off the source of the infection.

Qianhe Village is relatively remote. The Buddhist practitioners of Jiuxing Temple are kind and hesitant. They only block the village, chant sutras for them every day, teach them the principles of life, encourage calm face life and death, and arrange their funerals. The vast majority of the villagers also accepted the reality, believing that they can go to the Pure Land of Bliss by sacrificing themselves due to demonization, but there are still a small number of villagers who believe that they have not been infected do not believe this. They took their families and walked through mountains and rivers. , Bypassing the blockade, quietly escaped from the small road, concealing his identity and went to other villages or towns.

The worst situation was Tongyang City, which Huang Abao visited during his lifetime. Tongyang City was located in Nanling. At that time, no one knew what demonization was. Along the way, people in towns and villages looked at the poor and sick father and daughter. , There are many to lend a helping hand, or to give rice to porridge, or take a ride.

Yaowang Medical Center is the best medical center within a few hundred miles. On weekdays, there are many people coming and going, there are many doctors, apprentices, and drug-grabbing children... Although Dr. Cheng sent an emergency report and information, but Luo from Tong Yangcheng The city lord was stubborn for his own use, he was busy practicing in retreat to consolidate the Nascent Soul, and did not believe in this absurd disease. Immediately afterwards, frail mortals suffered from demonization and went crazy and killed the people around them, followed by healthy mortals, ordinary monks, and finally, even City Lord Luo's concubine appeared black spots...

The entire Tongyang City fell into panic, and everyone fled.

Lord Luo recalled and hurriedly left the customs to control the situation, but it was too late. Tongyang City fell into chaos and tragedies happened everywhere. They hated Huang Abao, Yaowang Medical Hall, and their own misfortune. Everyone wanted to grab it. The first is the strongest, kill the outsider, kill the suspicious patient, and avoid being hurt by the demonized patient.

Kindness was cast aside, morality was thrown away, ethics was exhausted, everyone turned into a crazy beast, looking at everyone around him, even their loved ones, with distrustful eyes.

For a time, the entire Nanling area was like a **** on earth.

After receiving reports from Dr. Cheng and various places, Yaowanggu dispatched countless sound transmission birds to inform the Immortal Summit and various schools.

The immortal summit quickly issued an order to block the traffic arteries in Nanling.

Towns and sects that have not yet been affected are immediately closed and locked to prohibit any outsiders from entering or leaving.

Tianwumen happened to be located at the junction of Zhongzhou and Nanling. A while ago, the demonic wave passed and hurt some vitality. In addition, in Mo Yuan's circle, many people got the chance. Everyone worked hard behind closed doors and never left the school. After Yuwenyan got the news, he thanked his ancestors for blessing, and then thanked the gods for blessing, and then took the elders together to reopen the mountain protection formation, sealed off the entire Tianwu Gate, personally guarded it, and prohibited anyone from entering or leaving.

Lingmiao Island is a sect directly under the top of the immortal, located on the main traffic road from Nanling to Zhongzhou.

It is the strongest magic circle sect in the world of cultivating immortals, most of which are female cultivators...

Two days ago, a six-year-old kid was holding a wooden barrel and was washed to the shore by the waves. The sisters of Lingmiao Island saw him and picked him up for treatment. After the child woke up, he sobbed that he was from Tongyang City. The father suddenly said that he would take his family to go out on a boat. On the way, his father became ill, and then killed his mother and sister. The strength threw him and the barrel into the sea...

The child was crying sadly and wanted his mother. There were faint black markings on his arm.

Faerie Island, it's too late...

Mrs. Nian put down the letter from Immortal Summit, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, carefully blown cold, and then fed it to the child's mouth, smiling and saying: "Don't cry, you are the bravest child. See you To the mother."

Her gentle smile is like a mother.

The child finally stopped crying, drank the medicine, and then asked: "Can I really see my mother?"

Mrs. Nian stuffed him with a piece of candy and coaxed him to sleep: "Don't be afraid, I will take you there in a few days."

She closed her sleeves, and extremely light black lines appeared on her white wrists. There was no trace of the demonized disease, and there was no way to suppress it with cultivation or spiritual power.

There are many women and children with weak physiques on Xianling Island. Many people have developed symptoms. The only good news is that no one has left Xianling Island during this period.

The female nuns who caused the accident knelt down outside the door, and their bodies also showed signs of demonization. There is no point in apologizing, and they just want to die.

"Stand up and don't cry!" Mrs. Nian raised her head proudly, straightened her spine, and said loudly, "It is the island rules of Xianling Island to help children who are in trouble. Why are you abiding by your faith?! All Get up! Xianling Island is a transportation fortress. Even if we die, we must die worthy! Send the orders of this palace! Open the Heavenly Lock and Earth Prison Formation, block the Xianling Island, block the sea and roads, and let no one leave. If If we can't find the antidote to the demonization, we will be the last line of defense in Zhongzhou, so that the demonization will never be with Nanling! Must be with Xianling Island!"

"The symptoms of demonization first appear as markings, then gradually spread, fall into a coma, and turn into a demon after waking up."

"If a companion falls into a coma, kill her with a sword before being completely demonized!"

"Regardless of status, regardless of friendship, regardless of age, regardless of esteem and inferiority! Start immediately!"

"This palace is no exception!"

"..."

There are many orphans or girls rescued after being abused among the female practitioners on Fairy Spirit Island. Mrs. Nian carefully raised and took care of them, and taught them the magic technique. They regarded Mrs. Nian as a mother and each other as sisters. The feelings are deep, and this cruel order made them cry.

"Be brave, don't be afraid, don't you always say that you have to work hard and don't want to lose to those men who look down on women?" Mrs. Nian took out a handkerchief, wiped away the tears from their faces one by one, and smiled with tears, "Today , The heroine won't let the eyebrows be shaved, and let the world see the courage of our female cultivators."

On Xianling Island, one thousand eight hundred and twenty-three lives were guarded by the Central Continent.

...

In Yaowanggu, the doctors received one after another medical data, each representing the life of one or several doctors, Dr. Chen with a lonely personality, Dr. He with a grumpy temper, and Dr. Cheng, a fledgling newcomer, kindly. The kind Dr. Zhao, Dr. Tian with brilliant medical skills, Dr. Xu who is often sloppy, and beautiful and smart Dr. Lan...

Each name is on the apprenticeship list of Yaowanggu, and everyone is the pride of Yaowanggu.

Some of the information is rigorously written, and some are heavily written, the cold and monotonous data is dripping with blood and tears, and this painful list is constantly increasing.

Yaowanggu has no time to be sad. They uphold the teacher's training and never give up.

The best doctors gathered together and studied treatment plans day and night. Three elderly doctors volunteered to become victims and went to Nanling to use their lives to conduct experiments to determine the path of demonization infection.

The bad news came one by one...

The way of transmission of demonization is not touch, not saliva, not dust... Its spread is invisible, as if there should be a breath of the world, as long as there is a patient with demonization, it will be randomly infected. On the other hand, and the time of the attack is early or late, the early patients cannot tell whether they are infected with the demonization disease.

All prevention and treatment methods have failed.

It has been discovered that Bodhi bark and Salshin can delay the speed of demonization for a few days. These two plants are common tree species in the world of immortality, and they are relatively easy to obtain. When the news came out, everyone immediately stripped the bark and flowers.

The doctors of Yaowanggu are still working hard, trying new solutions after another.

They hoped that Medicine King Xianzun would wake up soon and lead them out of the predicament.

...

Extreme fear, extreme chaos.

Suspicious voices appeared everywhere in the Xiuxian Realm, and they became more and more fierce.

They believe that this disaster was brought about by the filthy demon, and the source of the filthy demon was the **** on the throne of the immortal. It was the savage and brutality of the god, who was killed in the dark period. Countless innocent people have punished the world. This catastrophe is God's punishment to the world.

As long as you kill the **** of the immortal pinnacle and calm the anger of the heavens, the demonization can be relieved.

In the beginning, it was just a ridiculous rumor...

In despair, the rumors became more and more fierce, and more and more people believed. Many sects who hated the power of the immortal summit took the opportunity to unite, recruit troops and play the banner of the evil spirit, and want to overthrow the immortal summit. Ruthlessly rule and kill evil gods. They also seek more supporters, and they do not hesitate to make lies, find someone to pretend to be the pharmacist of the King of Medicine Valley, and their credibility said that the King of Medicine Xianzun is the lover of the gods. The culprit of demonization.

There are more lies, and more people believe.

Wars ignited everywhere, and the world fell into chaos...

On the throne of the immortal summit, the more Wuhuan smiles, the more ridiculous.

The countless birds that he transformed with his spiritual thoughts flew across the sky, seeing all the ugly faces of the world, watching them, under the guidance and control of fate, are full of evil thoughts, wanting to kill to the top of immortality, want to kill Own, kill to Song Qingshi.

Many things coincided with the memories of Mo Yuan in Yue Wuhuan's mind, and the flames of anger burned in his heart. This time he would no longer be a **** hero.

The evil villain of the immortal pinnacle?

Then let the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood come again, and let the world see what is truly evil!

~~~

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The demonized disease is spreading rapidly. Everyone does not know when bad luck will come. They are confused, painful, and desperate... Many people have lost their reason and judgment in despair. The object of venting.

The drum of war that had been suspended for many years renewed the shout, and the flames ignited the sixteen states.

The Top of Immortality has the strongest warrior, but the black hand manipulating the fate has torn off the disguise, revealing a hideous face, it no longer cares about the trajectory of fate, and falls into hysterical madness.

Over the years, it has already used "coincidence" to secretly cultivate a lot of powerful monks who hate the top of the immortal, and now it has brought "unfortunate" luck to the monks of the top of the immortal.

The three regions where the demonization first appeared were all directly under the sphere of influence of the immortal pinnacle.

The sect master of Tianhuomen was entangled by the heart demon, the Buddhist practitioners of Jiuxing Temple were infected with demonization, Meihua Palace, Bixia Palace, Tianji Pavilion, Yeyu Tower, all kinds of unlucky things happened...

There were also many "unexpected" failures in the formation of Xianling Island. The young lady stubbornly led the female nuns to consolidate and repair again and again, and guarding the monks and mortals in Nanling from entering the middle continent, resulting in faster Of the proliferation.

On the top of the top of the immortal summit, a lot of tribulation clouds appeared, torrential rain poured, countless lightning smashed down, and the black monster also showed its figure in the cloud, with **** air, destroying the defense again and again. In the enchantment, the insurgents in Central Continent gathered in a formation, cooperated with the monsters, and slew to the top of the immortal.

The demon cultivators of the bird race flew up to the sky in the lightning and heavy rain to face the monsters.

This is not a battlefield suitable for birds. The rain wets the wings and affects the speed. The toxin of the Nirvana Red Butterfly cannot distinguish between the enemy and the enemy in the heavy rain, and it retreats with gold. On the ground are demons and human monks who are not good at flying. Under the cover of countless blood king vines, they use various spells and weapons to kill the enemy.

Rocks fell and lightning struck, and lightning appeared from time to time, constantly taking lives and ruining the battle.

With the help of Fuxiu and craftsmen, the medics of Yaowanggu rushed to the battlefield carrying various defensive instruments and charms, and gave emergency treatment to the wounded monks and sent them to the rear for treatment.

Shenjun wearing a snow feather cloak and gloves, walked out of the main hall slowly.

He evoked the overwhelming phoenix flames, ignoring the interference of lightning, and rolled towards the rebelling monks, swallowing them instantly.

...

Bai Zihao stood on the peak, staring at the monsters in the sky and the situation, patiently waiting for the signal.

The golden peacock appeared in the air, unfolding the gorgeous tail screen, with countless golden halos on the tail screen, with the power of deterring and dispelling evil, it directly pierced the eyes of the monster.

Immediately afterwards, he transformed into a tall male body, wearing golden armor, **** his long hair, put away his slanderous expression, and his beautiful features were full of fierce murderous aura.

"Hey, ugly." Kong Muhua smiled and angered the monster, attracted attention, and saved a few birds that were almost killed. Then, he quickly flew to the monster, grabbed the opponent's horns, spread his wings, and used his supernatural power to press the monster into the lake on the top of the mountain, and shouted: "Zi Hao!"

Bai Zihao unfolded the magic weapon of his life, offering a thousand miles of cold ice map.

The ice and snow fell, and the lake was frozen, blocking the monsters inside.

Kong Muhua turned into a giant axe in his hand and severely chopped off the monster's head.

This sharp axe that smashed the mountain and cracked the rock, with the power to flatten the mountain, slashed to the monster's bones, and could no longer enter it. Immediately afterwards, the devilish energy spread, enveloping the axe shining with colorful streamers, robbing the brilliance from it, turning it into a dull, scorched black and ugly. Kong Muhua was shocked and retracted the axe, but saw that the devilish energy had wrapped the monster's wound, and he quickly repaired his flesh...

Bai Zihao melted countless icicles and stab the monster to nail him into the lake water.

The monster's body changed again, and his body quickly became huge, and the ice and snow barrier was torn apart in an instant.

Countless black demon energy transformed into sharp blades emerged from his body, like thousands of demon swords, all stab Bai Zihao.

Bai Zihao erected twelve layers of ice shields, and the ice shields shattered layer by layer.

Kong Muhua stopped in front of him and used the golden tail feathers to transform into a defensive barrier, receiving a storm-like attack.

His most cherished feathers scorched and fell off under the attack of the devilish energy...

Kong Muhua clenched his teeth and insisted, refusing to back up for a half step.

No one noticed that the monster's tail had already sneaked into the ground, slowly extending, hiding its breath, bypassing the blood king vines all over the ground, and approaching the **** who was commanding on the cliff. Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, he drilled out of the rock wall, with a poisonous stinger, and slammed at the high man.

The stinger was submerged in the body without blood stains.

Shenjun lowered his head, looked at the monster, and smiled mockingly.

Countless red Nirvana butterflies flew out of his body, directly landing on the tail of the monster, injecting countless toxins, and countless formations lit up beside him, following the paralyzed stings, entangled the body of the monster, this It is the new banned array.

The monster finally understood, and he made a weird voice: "You are him, you are not him!"

Bai Zihao sat on the ground, his eyes crooked with a smile: "This fool is really a lie."

The main body of the **** has already left the top of immortality. What stays here is just a more powerful incarnation, deliberately revealing flaws, the bait that lures monsters into traps, and wants to re-seal him.

Where is the real god?

The painful roar of the monster resounded through the sky, and the manipulator could not bear such a fool. It had to regain control of the world and destiny at all costs.

As a result, the earth shook again, lightning appeared in the clouds, and violent thunder intertwined into a net, covering the whole world.

...

After the start of the new Fumo campaign, Yue Wuhuan placed Song Qingshi in the experimental cage that was used to imprison the filthy demons, and isolated all his breath, and then secretly sent to the basement of Yaowanggu and hid him.

Song Qingshi slept for several days, finally receded from the high fever, and when he woke up, he sat up, staring blankly at the more unhappy that he had turned into Mr. Yue, suddenly stretched out his hand and studied the beautiful pair of phoenix eyes carefully. .

Yue Wuhuan thought his memories had overlapped, and smiled: "Are you stunned? I'm not Mo Yuan now."

Song Qingshi rested his fingertips on the gorgeous mole, and asked softly: "You can really see it?"

Yue Wuhuan said softly: "I can see it."

Song Qingshi slowly retracted his hand and looked around: "Where is this?"

Yue Wuhuan whispered: "Yaowanggu."

He put the main battlefield and traps on the top of the immortal, preferring to destroy the gorgeous palace, rather than destroying this place with many good memories.

Song Qingshi stood up, put on his robe, and walked out slowly.

"Don't go out, the monster Anlong turned into is looking for you," Yue Wuhuan grabbed him, "You stay in this magic weapon, you can shield the prying eyes of fate... I stay in the trap of the immortal peak. It was broken by lightning and the monster escaped with the help of the black hand behind the scenes. I need to move you to a safer place."

Song Qingshi looked at him quietly.

Yue Wuhuan persuaded in a low voice: "I can't find a way to kill that monster, but I can't make you trouble again."

Reincarnation again and again, death again and again.

If fate is for his life and his hatred, he is willing to bear it and face it.

However, he hoped Song Qingshi would live well.

"Qing Shi, you have done enough for me, give up," Yue Wuhuan asked with difficulty, "As long as you are willing to give up the task, you can get real relief. You don't need to repeat this ridiculous fate with me, and you don't need to be I dragged into the mud over and over again..."

"Task?" Song Qingshi couldn't help laughing. "I was never a tasker, and I never thought about what task to do."

The more Wuhuan was stunned, some did not understand.

Song Qingshi grabbed his hand and said every word:

"Wuhuan, I think of the memory of a thousand reincarnations..."

"Wuhuan, I live for you."

"Wuhuan, the only thing I want to save is you..."

"Wuhuan, I will never give up."

"Wuhuan, this is the best opportunity..."

The ground shook again, and the sound of thunder and lightning came from the sky, and it was the monster who came.

"The fate controlled by the black hand behind the scenes has been disrupted. It is out of control, and my memory can only be awakened... A large part of its power is attached to An... An Long. You have to kill this mutated black dragon and weaken it. Its power has rescued An Long," the danger came in an instant, Song Qingshi had no time to say more, so he could only grasp the key point and tell Yue Wuhuan, "Go and stop him first. Qingluan can kill An Long if he stays. I will fetch it for you."

Yue Wuhuan didn't remember what weapons-related relics Qingluan left behind.

He also didn't feel any strong breath of spiritual objects or magical artifacts in Medicine King Valley.

However, he is willing to believe in Song Qingshi.

"Don't give up, and don't persuade me to give up," Song Qingshi ran out of the basement, ran a few steps and then turned around, exhorting earnestly, "I have the most stubborn heart in the world, even if I hit the south wall thousands of times. Will look back. If you can't bear the pain and despair and give up this world, I will accompany you to ashes."

Yue Wuhuan watched him for a long time and smiled: "Okay."

If he fails, he can take the cleanest stone in the world and be wiped out.

What a happy thing this should be?

...

The monster in the air struck with thunder and lightning, Yue Wuhuan used the Blood King Vine to open the red giant net and stopped all the attacks.

The doctors of Yaowanggu saw the monster, some were frightened, some were panicked, and more doctors were still racing against the clock to study demonization.

Song Qingshi ran out of the basement, followed the golden breath wandering in the air, and ran towards the only ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall of Yaowanggu has been expanded several times. At the request of Mrs. Qingluan, every doctor from Yaowanggu will put the tablet here after death to accept the worship of later apprentices...

Three thousand years have passed and Yaowanggu has become the largest medical school in the world of immortality. It trains countless doctors every year. Today, there are nearly 10,000 tablets in the ancestral hall. The old black wooden tablets on the top are engraved with the names of Qingluan and Song Minghong.

Every time you save a person, you get a merit.

Physician Yaowanggu walked the world, directly or indirectly changed the destiny of many mortals and monks, and many people even established Yaowang Temple in the mortal world, thanking them for worship. Nowadays, hundreds of millions of golden light of merit gathered on the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall, especially Qingluan's memorial tablet, she alone has accumulated ten million merits.

Song Qingshi stretched out his hand and, in the name of his master, chanted Fajue, gathering all the golden light of merit in his palm, condensing it into a holy golden long sword.

This is the merit that Qingluan spent three thousand years to collect, and then gave it to Song Qingshi to create a weapon.

Only the brightest power in the world can kill the most filthy monster in the world.

After the golden light of merit was taken away, the shadow of a beautiful and gentle girl appeared in the ancestral hall.

This is the image of the remnant soul left by Qingluan.

She bowed deeply towards Song Qingshi, begging:

"Thank you, Qingshi Shenjun."

"Please bring him back..."

~~~

117

The sky was stained with red clouds, and the monsters ignited fire. Countless black scales with flames fell on the ground and hit the roof, posing danger to precious lives and research materials. Song Qingshi immediately opened the mysterious fire barrier. , Sheltered the research institute and library inside, and let all pharmacists and medicine servants come in for refuge.

The monster saw the profound fire barrier, discovered his existence, and rushed down fiercely.

The huge red vines spread from the ground, split the ground, rushed into the air, and entangled the offensive of the monsters, and then woven into countless red nets in the red lotus fire, which served as a breeding room for mice and various experiments. A barrier was added to the place, turning important places into huge sepak takraw balls.

Song Qingshi holding the long sword of golden light of merit, stepped on the red lotus, and flew towards Yue Wuhuan desperately.

The monster felt the power of the golden light of merit and fell into madness, and a black devilish blade appeared on his body again, trying to destroy the danger. Yue Wuhuan's magical tools and swords had already been destroyed in the battle, and the Phoenix fire on his body was more vigorous, turning into nine long whips and countless shadows, which were constantly being scattered before the sharp blade was condensed.

The black magic energy gathered and dispersed.

The Blood King Teng Le shattered the monster's scales, pulled into the flesh and blood, and constantly swallowed the power inside.

The devilish energy invaded his body, penetrated into his soul, and brought back countless dark memories.

Those unbearable past, those disgusting things, those foul language, those painful partings, repeated in front of my eyes...

The stench in the air became stronger and it became difficult to breathe.

He could no longer contain the hatred in his heart, and could not control the mental breakdown. The dark golden phoenix eyes showed the blood of killing, and the flames of the phoenix ignited again... gradually spreading, covering the entire sky, which can burn the soul. flame. He wanted to burn this filthy world, burn himself, and let everything return to nothingness.

Song Qingshi shouted: "Wuhuan! Stop!"

The flawless flame was stained with black, the more Wuhuan's heart was full of chaos, he could not hear the sound.

Song Qingshi finally rushed to him, trying to purify the increasing filth in the flame and awaken him.

The monster in the sky finally condensed a black sharp blade, overwhelming the sky, and stabbed at the two of them.

The two black and red lotus flowers in Song Qingshi's body bloomed to form a double enchantment, covering the two of them.

However, his cultivation is too far from the monster.

The lotus was quickly withered and destroyed under the split of the sharp blade.

With a sharp blade, the monster instantly attacked his eyes.

If Yue Wuhuan died, the phoenix flames would lose control, envelope the entire world, and burn everything.

Song Qingshi desperately said: "General An! Don't do things that you regret!"

The blood-red vertical pupil moved slightly. After the monster heard this name, the suppressed consciousness in his body struggled again. He showed a painful expression, and the sharp blade's offensive gradually slowed...

"General An, wake up soon," Song Qingshi kept begging, "This is not what you really look like."

He sacrificed all the golden light of the few merits remaining in his body, all of which were wrapped around Anlong's claws, and the filthy demon energy that was wrapped in it fell off a little, revealing two shiny black dragon scales. He also wanted to give more merit and power, peeling off this ugly appearance, revealing the proud black dragon, and helping him regain his sobriety.

However, after a thousand rebirths, he has exhausted a lot of merits he has accumulated, and now, he has nothing...

After the real dragon scales were exposed, An Long stopped his attack. He raised his head and looked at his ugly appearance, screaming in anger, tearing his body frantically.

The clear dragon yin rushes straight into the sky, shaking the world.

Yue Wuhuan was awakened by the sound of dragons. He saw the situation clearly. He quickly took over the sword of merit in Song Qingshi's hand, and then used Phoenix flames to break open the filthy armor and tore the thick scales. Finally, he He pierced the golden long sword fiercely into the dragon's heart that was blackened by demon energy, and picked out the black demon core inside.

The golden long sword disappeared in the magic core, and then the magic core shattered, and the power of pure good sent out a purifying soft light, dispelling all darkness.

The black heart gradually returned to its bright red color, and the twisted body slowly dissipated in the golden light. In the end, everything turned into black clouds and gradually disappeared between the sky and the earth.

The clouds and smoke disappeared, and what appeared was the soul of the handsome general in black armor. He had a firm appearance and strong bones. He was brave and good at fighting, standing proudly between the heavens and the earth...

This is what Anlong really looks like.

He smiled at Song Qingshi: "Fortunately, I didn't make the third mistake."

The more Wuhuan looked at this familiar soul, the more painful Zhihai he felt. He felt that he should remember something very important.

An Long's soul faded away. Before disappearing completely, he stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Yue Wuhuan's shoulder, looking at those eyes that had also lost his own in the painful reincarnation, and finally asked:

"Come back, brother."

...

The thunder began to weaken, the dark clouds had not yet dispersed, and the sky was still gloomy.

Yue Wuhuan looked at the place where An Long disappeared for a long, long time, and then let Song Qingshi hold his hand, board the French ship, and return to the top of the immortal.

The battle is still going on, and the fight is still going on.

The beauty of the immortal summit has long been ruined, the ground is full of deep cracks, the mountain peaks collapsed, countless rubbles were smashed, trees burned, creatures were charred, blood flowed into rivers, and they were killing each other everywhere. Everywhere was ugly. ...

Song Qingshi took him to the highest point of the immortal summit.

With the smelly wind blowing, Yue Wuhuan closed his eyes and covered his nose, making his breathing more uncomfortable.

"Wuhuan, don't resist," Song Qingshi grabbed his hand and stopped his movements, begging, "Open your eyes and take a closer look at the world..."

One thousand three hundred and fifty reincarnations, failure after failure.

He will never let go of this hand...

Yue Wuhuan felt Song Qingshi's firmness. He finally opened his eyes and slowly released his spiritual thoughts, attached to countless birds, flying in all directions, trying to touch the world.

...

Under the cliff of the top of immortality.

The golden peacock was scarred, its beautiful tail feathers were all ruined, and it was dying.

"Why?" Bai Zihao used the cold ice to stop all the attacks. His spiritual and physical strength had long been exhausted, and he was shaking when he walked. He knew how much Kong Muhua cared about his beautiful feathers and appearance. In the second mirror, I couldn't walk when I saw my shadow by the water. I could cry for three days if I lost a feather. However, now, in order to cover himself, his body is full of wounds, no one is intact, but he has not complained.

Kong Muhua said softly: "I said, I like you."

Bai Zihao said, "But, I have bullied you many, many times..."

Kong Muhua smiled: "I know, you like me."

Bai Zihao felt wet in his eyes, and he resisted, "I'm sorry."

"Don't cry," Kong Muhua raised his hand hard and wiped away his tears. "When you first met, you were always crying, sad, scared, I don't like it... So, I want to make you happy, funny You are angry and make you forget those unhappy things, don't be wronged..."

He didn't like to excel, nor pursued him, let alone understand the rules of human beings, he was willful and reckless, and made a lot of mess.

Probably going to be dumped again...

"I'm not pretty anymore, and my tail is gone," Kong Muhua looked at her scorched black tail feathers, losing confidence for the first time in her life, trying to convince Bai Zihao, "Although I don't have the right to court, you, don't like Dapeng. , He is not a good thing, he is very rough, don't like Bi Fang, it's a wooden bird, it's boring. You wait for me two hundred years, the tail will grow out, I..."

Bai Zihao lowered his head, kissed his lips, and asked seriously: "I don't have a tail feather that can turn on the screen, can I ask you for a mate?"

Kong Muhua was stunned, and it took a long time to react and eagerly said: "Okay, I will marry you."

Bai Zihao corrected: "It's a Daoist couple."

"But the wedding gown is very beautiful, I want to wear it."

"Then, just wear it..."

"Can I embroider myself?"

"How did you become energetic? Are you seriously injured?"

"The tail is gone, my heart hurts badly..."

"You guy..."

"That's it, you can't go back on it anymore!"

Bai Zihao hugged the golden peacock tightly, he no longer envied the gods, and there were people in this world who were reluctant to make him sad.

...

Northern Territory, in the rebel army.

The monks discussed how to attack the immortal summit and kill the gods and his party members.

Ma Xianjun laughed and said: "How clean and self-contained I am when I am a god. It turns out that I am a good man. Recently, he and Yaowang Xianzun have become a Taoist couple. I heard that every year Immortal Summit gives a lot of money for Yaowanggu to do research. , I'm afraid that the medicine king Xianzun exchanged it with his body? I don't know how beautiful it is. When we win the top of immortality, we must..."

His throat was suddenly pinched and he couldn't speak.

Sitting at the head of the rebels, Cui Xianzun is a perverted, moody demon cultivator. It is said that for thousands of years, he was framed by the same family, his wife was scattered, and his heart was entangled. , Create a ghost sect. Now that his cultivation base has reached a perfect body, he hates the immortal pinnacle and the dominance of the gods, and agrees to join the conquest. He is one of the strongest forces in the army.

Now, he pinched the neck of Ma Xianjun, who is the best flatterer, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't I know... the godly priest is Yaowang Xianzun? Is it Song Qingshi?"

Ma Xianjun struggled and nodded.

Cui Xianzun snapped his neck angrily: "Why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier?!"

The monks were shocked and puzzled.

"Back then, I was surrounded by demons, penniless, and desperate. It was Medicine King Xianzun who gave me Wangchen Pill to help me get through the tragedy of the heart. His smile said, "There is a good opportunity today. Since you are going to use Medicine King Valley, Killing King Xianzun, hehe, use your heads to give me a gift for gratitude."

He sacrificed the soul-bearing banners, and the spirits were bursting, and the ghosts were crying and howling.

The disciple of the ghost sect followed the order and quickly followed.

The big sects were unprepared, and the individuals who were killed turned back on their backs.

Cui Xianzun laughed, unscrupulously destroying the rebel lineup.

I used to give charcoal unintentionally, but today I will give it back twice.

...

At the foot of Tianwumen Mountain, young sword repairers lined up and stopped the rebels in Lingxin City.

The city lord of Lingxin City is a grumpy person. His beloved daughter is suffering from demonization and is delaying time with Bodhi bark. He is anxious, and brings the monks of Lingxin City to the top of immortality and joins the conquest of the gods. When the team saw this group of reckless sword repairs blocking the way, they cursed: "Are you crazy? It is the pinnacle of the immortal that has caused the demonization! You must kill the gods before the symptoms will be eliminated!"

Yu Wenyu stood with a sword: "It wasn't made by the gods!"

The lord of Lingxin City said angrily: "After the dark period, the filthy demon was born! Who else could he be?!"

Yu Wenyu insisted: "It was not made by the gods!"

The lord of Lingxin City scolded again: "You ignorant little ghosts, get out of here!"

Yu Wenyu is clumsy and clumsy, does not understand disputes, but does not retreat half a step: "It was not made by the gods!"

The lord of Lingxin City sneered: "Little Tianwumen, is it going to be against Lingxin City? Tell your elders to come out!"

"No need to call." Yu Wenyan brought the elders and sword repairers to the sword and said coldly, "His father is here."

The lord of Lingxin City suppressed his anger and said arrogantly: "Now, the pinnacle of immortality is the public enemy of the world. If Tianwumen wants to protect it, I will level these seven peaks!"

Behind him are tens of thousands of monks in Lingxin City. Tianwumen is no more than a thousand people.

Yu Wenyu walked to his father and said aggrieved: "Father..."

"We are Jian Xiu. We must have the courage to stick to our beliefs and face strong enemies when we wield the sword," Yuwenyan rubbed his hair and said softly, "Yu'er, you are doing well. If you are greedy, you must be afraid. Death, vain the truth, bend your knees to the enemy, and you will not be worthy of the sword in your hand."

The face of the city lord of Lingxin City was ugly.

Yu Wenyan drew out the long sword in his hand and said angrily: "Tianwumen Sword Repair! Draw the sword! Set up the formation!"

Thousands of swords came out of their sheaths, shining coldly and murderously.

Standing at the forefront of the sword formation, Yu Wenyan said word by word: "It was not made by the gods!"

All sword repairs made a thunderous sound, which was transmitted into the ears of every cultivator in Lingxin City, and in their hearts: "It was not made by the gods!"

This is the truth that they firmly believe.

What about the praying man's arm as a car? !

Sword repair and draw sword, fight to the end!

...

On Fairy Spirit Island, most of the female sisters have already suffered from demonization, and they are barely supported by the bodhi bark.

Mrs. Nian's body is already covered with criss-crossing black markings. She sits quietly in the shade of the tree, looking at the blue sea, waiting for the end...

Once a little orphan on the side of the road begging, it was Immortal Monarch Yan Yuan who brought her back to the Chilong Sect, took care of her carefully, and taught her various formations and celestial skills. Later, Immortal Jun Yanyuan realized that his life was about to end, and sent her to Xianling Island. Mrs. Lingmiao was a gentle woman, comforting her who often cried because of homesickness, and used her formation to conjure various cute little ones. Animals make her laugh and always praise her for being smart...

Unfortunately, she was born without parents.

She is very lucky to have met many good people in her life and gained countless tenderness.

Therefore, she is willing to pass on such tenderness to help the same unfortunate children and let them get new happiness.

Madam Nian looked at the dark spots on her hands and sobbed softly.

A four-year-old girl ran over. Her body was also covered with signs of demonization. She opened her eyes wide and asked curiously: "Mrs. Nian, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Nian wiped away her tears and smiled: "Duo Duo, why are you here?"

Duo Duo grieved: "My sisters said Duo Duo is dying. But Duo Duo doesn't understand, what is death?"

Mrs. Nian looked at the innocent child and felt her eyes red again.

Duo Duo climbed onto her lap: "Mrs. Nian, why Duo Duo would die?"

Mrs. Nian whispered: "Because... we want more children like Duo... to survive."

Duoduo thought for a long time, but didn't quite understand, but nodded sensibly: "That must be a very good thing."

Mrs. Nian took her into her arms and restrained her tears firmly.

"Don't cry, Duo Duo is not afraid of death."

"I am sorry......"

"Duodu lied, but Duo is still a little scared and not brave enough."

"I am sorry......"

"Duo Duo wants to hold hands, so he won't be afraid of holding hands..."

"Okay, I will lead you and walk together."

...

For three days and three nights, the birds flew over the mountains and mountains, across the world, saw so many joys and sorrows, and saw so many stories...

Morning bells and evening drums, eight streets and nine mosques, the world is full of attitudes.

He saw a lot of shameless beasts, saw a lot of fools who were deceived, and saw more people struggling in desperate situations, unwilling to give up the one he loved, they helped each other, helped, and lived together. Die, never leave.

He saw people who kept their promises, people who were determined, and people who were compassionate...

All beings are trapped in darkness, struggling to seek light.

Where is the real god?

The more Wuhuan watched the world silently.

Song Qingshi stood behind him, with all hope, softly begging:

"Wuhuan, this world is not so unbearable..."

So, come back...

~~~

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Hundreds of thousands of soul lamps are still swaying on the rock wall of the top of the immortal.

Since the beginning of the war, no matter whether it is lightning or war, the enchantment and silence here have not been destroyed.

Yue Wuhuan walked up slowly and held up the first soul lamp. The soul named Xie Que in it had already suffered numbness after three thousand years of torment.

Looking at this disgusting soul, the memory of struggling in **** reappeared in his mind, and the foul smell in his breath became heavier.

However, these pasts can no longer torture his heart.

Yue Wuhuan gently extinguished this soul lamp, letting the sinful soul fly out and disappear forever in the world.

Deep in my heart, there seemed to be a black shackle untied, and after the hatred was let go, the soul became free.

Yue Wuhuan extinguished the second soul lamp, the third lamp, the fourth lamp...

His revenge is over long ago, and there is no need to look back.

As the soul lamps of memories went out one by one, and the chains of hatred were untied one by one, his soul became more and more relaxed, and his pace became more and more brisk...

In the end, Yue Wuhuan stood on the top of the cliff, raised his hand, and released a powerful spirit, extinguishing hundreds of thousands of soul lamps at the same time.

The moment the soul lamp went out, the phoenix locked in the abyss finally gained freedom. The cursed mole on the corner of his eye slowly disappeared as the hatred faded.

Yue Wuhuan finally saw the true face of the world. The air was filled with countless filthy devilish air, corroding everything. This is the source of the stench he smelled. High in the sky, a black door to **** was half open. Half-heavy, the filthy magical energy gushes out from inside, manipulating and changing the whole world, turning it into a hellish nightmare.

The monsters realized that the seal was unlocked and the general situation was gone. They were struggling to death, and wailing came from the thunder.

Yue Wuhuan raised his head: "The usurper."

...

The gods, the emperor and the gods all surrounded the withered world tree.

The fruit of the world bred on the tree has been invaded by most of the dark magic energy.

It is a sacred tree that appears with the Phoenix in a pure and flawless flame, and it relies on the power of the Phoenix's rebirth and reincarnation.

The phoenix meticulously maintains every immature world, waiting for the world's rules to be perfect and the world to function mature, then it will fall off, put it into the galaxy, and become a real world.

Because the rules of the small world are not mature enough, loopholes often appear, causing the fruit of the world to wither or die. Therefore, the Phoenix God has designed a magic weapon to control fate for adjustment and trial purposes. It selects suitable human souls to test the rules of the world in the form of tasks, or to break the destiny of the world that has gone astray back to the right path. .

Because the development and culture of each world are different, there are different fields such as science and technology, magic, and cultivation. In order to facilitate everyone's understanding, so that the fate line will not go wrong, the task conference will be based on storybooks, dramas, legends, novels, etc. Formally proceed...

The magical artifacts are running smoothly, and one small world after another has formed on the world tree, which contains countless souls and resources.

The demons have long coveted these immature worlds, but the world tree must rely on the power of the phoenix to grow, and the phoenix **** is the most perfect god, whether it is power, wisdom, or will, he is powerful and impeccable.

The demons have planned for hundreds of millions of years, and finally found a way. They took advantage of the battle between the gods and demons, set a trap, wounded the Phoenix God, took a small piece of his soul fragments, threw them into the world tree, and then extracted the world. The delusions and desires of all things towards the Phoenix God merged and turned into a sealed tear mole, blocking the memory of his soul, creating a beautiful body with limited power, and placing the soul in it.

The seal will also cause blasphemy against the beauty of the phoenix. When his body is mature enough to carry power, the demon will control the trajectory of his fate, attract the evil person to his side, infringe and harm the body, and let his spirit Produce pain and hatred.

It takes a strong world power to lift the seal.

The more the Phoenix God hates the world, the more the world rejects the Phoenix God.

Therefore, he could not wake up, could not control the world, could not use the power of the world.

This is a very simple and very shameless method.

At first, the gods thought that the problem was not big. Although this kind of thing is disgusting, the gods have a strong will and will not be affected by this kind of damage. Moreover, the small world is still the home of the Phoenix God, which is easier... ... Therefore, they believe that the powerful phoenix will soon wake up, see through the false body, expel monsters, and return again.

However, the gods were wrong.

The world tree began to wither gradually, and after the fruit of the world had been contaminated one after another, they realized that the perfect Phoenix God Sovereign had weaknesses.

The Phoenix God was born in a pure flame. He is extremely happy to clean, does not touch any filth, does not touch any dust, he has self-esteem and self-respect, he does not want to accept any feelings with distracting thoughts, and he does not want to bear the touch of a body with desires. He wanted to seek the most flawless love wholeheartedly, so he rejected the pursuit of all creatures.

His nobleness, his perfection, his seriousness, his intelligence, and his strength are all his strengths.

The Mozu turned all these advantages into a sharp sword to stab him.

The Phoenix God Lord could endure any physical and mental torture, but could not endure the shame of being defiled. The perfection he was proud of was stained with a small amount of filth, like ink dots falling on white paper. He struggled desperately, trying to get rid of it, but the ink dots expanded and became more and more dazzling.

He hated the world, and then was rejected by the world. The monster took the opportunity to control more worlds and inflict more tragic torture. However, he could not get any help from any world. He was constantly fooled by fate, so he hated the world even more, and finally lost himself. Would like to see the truth.

This is an endless loop.

In the repeated cycles of rebirth, the phoenix completely fell into the mud, unable to break free, his power became the nutrient for the monsters to nurture the **** world. The original normal world turned into a paradise of demons one after another, and then was corroded and taken away.

The gods are mad.

They tried to invade the small world to awaken the Phoenix God.

However, the magic weapon of destiny has been controlled by the demons. Invading the small world to rescue the phoenix, it is necessary to pretend to be a human tasker and use the process of accepting the task to find the Phoenix God.

When the demons sensed their movements, they set a trap, blocked the mana and memory of the task force, and handed them all kinds of strange rescue missions. If they failed, they would receive severe punishment.

The gods have talents and abilities, and even if they enter reincarnation, they are much better than ordinary people.

The Emperor of Heaven branded the logo of saving the phoenix **** in their soul imprint, reminding them not to lose their way after entering the world.

One by one, loyal, brave, and intelligent gods entered the small world and tried to awaken the Phoenix God.

In response to their weaknesses, the Mozu gave a tragic start after another, repeatedly tortured, and then used countless false clues to mislead them in the wrong direction.

For example, a general with a strong personality gave him a stigmatized identity and an ugly appearance, allowing him to live forever in the eyes of contempt and pain, and then generate hatred and anger, blinding his sight; the loyal and kind maid deprived him of all Happiness, misled by endless sadness, allowed her to meet countless poor humans in need of help. In the constant mercy and salvation, she finally forgot about the Phoenix God; as for the gods who had admired the Phoenix God before, they created extremely similar perfections. Counterfeit, arrange a variety of romantic romances that fit their hearts, so that they will have a desire for fakes, indulge in love, and live a happy life. They can't see the dying tortured, no longer perfect real phoenix...

The failure of one task force after another brings even worse consequences.

The heart of the Phoenix God became more sensitive and suspicious, his personality became more and more extreme, and more and more morbid. No matter who he was close to, as long as he had other purposes, a trace of desire and a trace of strangeness for him, he would be mad. Attack, even resist with death.

Without the task, the tasker cannot leave the small world.

To do the task, he couldn't get the trust of the Phoenix God.

Most of the gods gave up the rescue after a few attempts and returned directly to complete the task of the magic weapon. A few have a very deep friendship with the Phoenix and want to be hard-hearted friends with the demon, such as the guardian **** Demon Frontier Anlong The general lost himself in endless failures and lost his qualifications as a quest person. The spirit fell into reincarnation along with the phoenix. The dragon bones were taken away and turned into pawns used by the demons to torture the phoenix.

The emperor finally found out that this was an impossible task...

The small world was taken away one by one.

The entire God Realm fell into a state of nothing to do.

The mission petition submitted by the gods in the Qing Dynasty was something unexpected for all the gods.

The emperor wanted to break his head and couldn't think of where the Phoenix God and Qing Shi God had friendship, so that Qing Shi God was willing to enter the mission world and try to save after all the gods failed.

The ascension of the gods in the Qing Dynasty was an accident and a coincidence in the God Realm.

His original body was a white stone that was refined by the Emperor of Heaven from the Red Lotus Profound Fire hundreds of millions of years ago and placed in Songshan to suppress the ghostly fire in the underworld. Many years have passed, and no one remembers this stone. Who knows, this stone has been soaring because of suppressing the underworld flames for so many years, saving billions of living beings and accumulating a lot of merit?

When the emperor saw that the stone he refined became immortal again, he was stunned...

He tried to say a few words in the scene to ease the atmosphere, and then found that although the stone has turned into a human appearance, his heart is still a stone, not beating at all, and he can't feel ridicule, contempt, hatred, like, praise...

The emperor said for a long time the scenes and intimate words, Shishi looked at him blankly, could not understand anything, and could not speak.

The scene is a bit awkward...

The Emperor of Heaven gave him a name casually called Song Qingshi. When the destiny king wrote his pen, he mistaken the meaning of the Emperor of Heaven, and he became Song Qingshi. The emperor looked at this name as if it were good, so he made do with it. Then he devoted his words to educating the newly released Qing Shi Shenjun so that he would read more books if he was not sensible, and he would understand everything if he read more books.

He spent a lot of effort, finally let Qingshi Shenjun understand this sentence and understand the importance of learning.

Because the gods of the Qing Dynasty were unable to adapt to and integrate into the lives of the gods, there were many problems. The Emperor of Heaven wondered whether it was a stone he refined, and he must be responsible, so he found a small yard on the cloud, placed him in, and sent him. People teach words, and then give them a lot of books, so that they can study well in them, and then they will come out to meet people after they have learned.

As a result, Qingshi Shenjun stayed in the yard, fell into the pile of books and never came out again.

The messenger came to report that he was reading and studying every day, occasionally sitting at the window and watching the clouds, and he was unwilling to attend any gatherings of gods, and he refused to talk to anyone.

Tens of thousands of years have passed since such a boring life...

At first the gods even met to discuss this silly stone, but then they forgot.

When the emperor saw that the gods showed no signs of getting better, he didn't understand loneliness, and didn't care about living alone, so he gave up taking care of him, only remembering to add more books to him every year when he was rewarded, which was considered care.

After the news of the Phoenix God's accident spread.

For the first time in the Qing Dynasty, the gods walked out of the small courtyard, came to the temple, and asked to enter the mission world.

The powerful gods have all failed. What can this stone that can't even speak?

However, Qingshi Shenjun was extremely stubborn and could not understand rejection and mockery.

Who can pass a hard rock?

The emperor persuaded his heart to be tired, and suddenly thought that the **** of Qingshi could fly as a stone and rely on merit, and his luck should be very good, and he and the **** of phoenix have no emotional entanglements, no desires, no understanding of emotions, and no understanding of messy love. Maybe not fall into the trap of the demons. The Phoenix God has a hobby of collecting beautiful stones. Maybe a silly stone has a silly blessing, and he succeeded?

Anyway, everyone has failed. One more failure is okay. You will come back after hitting Nanshan...

With the mentality of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, the emperor sent Qingshi Shenjun into the small world and asked him to try to save the Phoenix God.

...

The soul recovers, and the divine power returns.

All the memories returned to the sea of ​​knowledge of Yue Wuhuan. He remembered that in the many desperate reincarnations, he saw the figure that he tried to walk in again and again and failed again and again... the first dozens of times In the reincarnation, this figure smashed and bumped, did not understand human emotions, could not speak, and had many obstacles. Not to mention completing the task or walking in front of him, he died on the approaching road.

However, he did not give up, no matter how painful the fall was, he would come back again.

He stubbornly found one problem after another in his failures, trying to compare the feelings described in the book with the feelings of human beings, imitating and expressing clumsily, and finally he approached the sensitivity with the simplest persistence and desireless mind. The suspicious Phoenix gave everything, so that Phoenix gradually surrendered his trust and his heart.

The human world has seven emotions and six desires, constantly polishing this stone.

He has read more books in different worlds, tried different warmths, has seen all kinds of situations in life, experienced all kinds of pain, and gradually understands crying, smiles, sadness and anger, and suffering and Joy becomes agile.

In the end, Stone understood the feelings, allowing Phoenix to find his true self.

...

All the imprisonment is lifted, the power returns, and the world tree is full of vitality.

The most dazzling phoenix was resurrected. He dragged nine golden and red flame tail feathers and flew into the dim sky and rushed to the gate of hell.

The holy light broke through the darkness and thoroughly cleansed the world contaminated by monsters.

The filthy things were expelled, the filthy breath was purified, and the gates of **** were closed forever in the unwilling roar of the monsters.

The lightning stopped, the thunder stopped, the sky began to drizzle, the cracked ground closed again, the dry riverbed appeared again, and the trees that were knocked down by the thunder sprout green shoots. The flowers bloomed, and the fragrance bloomed. The birds no longer flee, looking for materials suitable for building nests. The animals hiding in the corner reappeared, tentatively returning to their original homes.

The whole world is changing into a different life.

The demonized patients woke up in the rain, and they were surprised to find that the black markings on their bodies gradually disappeared, and there was a joyous cry in the sky. When they raised their heads, it was a phoenix flying by in the clouds, that was pure and flawless. The beauty of this makes them forget the war, the sorrow, the hatred, the killing...

The horror shrouded in my heart disappeared, and the dark desire that was constantly emerging faded away.

Looking back on what they did these days, they feel extremely stupid.

...

After the City Lord of Lingxin City noticed that the demonization had disappeared, he immediately stopped fighting.

He hurried back with the monks in Lingxin City at the fastest speed. In the courtyard of Lingxin City, he saw his beautiful and gentle daughter, just as usual, holding spirit tea and fragrant fruit, and smiling at him: "Daddy, you have worked hard..."

It is said that men have tears and do not flick them lightly.

The lord of Lingxin City held his lost baby daughter, crying to death.

...

On Xianling Island, Mrs. Nian lay on the grass holding the blossoming hand, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

Suddenly, Duo Duo pointed to the sky and exclaimed: "Look, what a beautiful bird!"

Mrs. Nian opened her eyes, she saw the phoenix flying in the clouds, and then the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the gentle rays of sunlight fell on the ground, becoming more and more dazzling. After the phoenix flew away, she woke up from the beautiful scenery, and suddenly found that her body became relaxed, and the black markings on Duoduo's face disappeared...

Behind them, the cheers of the nuns:

"We survived."

"Fairy Island survived."

...

The phoenix flew over every corner of the world, and cheers appeared in every corner of the world.

All the devilish energy is expelled cleanly.

Finally, the phoenix flew back to the pinnacle of immortality.

Song Qingshi was sitting slantingly on the boulder, leaning on the giant pine. The natal magic weapon in his body had been shattered, his dantian was destroyed, all the power of merit was exhausted, and his life was almost reaching its limit. His face was pale, his body didn't even have the strength to stand, but he was still very happy in his heart...

The phoenix fell and transformed into a human form again, with majesty in the phoenix eyes, noble and not tolerant of profanity. This is the **** of the world, and all things must bow their heads in front of him.

He walked up to Song Qingshi step by step and looked at the clearest eyes in the world religiously.

Song Qingshi raised his head and smiled: "Welcome back."

Yue Wuhuan said softly: "Thank you, never give up."

...

The world is repaired, and the world tree is full of vitality.

Yue Wuhuan raised his hand, gathered all the billions of merits generated on the World Tree into his palm, integrated it into Song Qingshi's body, and repaired his weak spirit. Then, he re-corrected the fate of the world, so that the little ball that claimed to be a system was reborn again, and there was no more filthy dirt in it.

It bounced happily, making a dribble sound, announcing:

"The tasker Song Qingshi successfully saved the protagonist Suo Bai Zihao, and the task was successful for the 1,350th time."

"The tasker Song Qingshi successfully wiped out the evil villain at the top of the immortal, and the task was successful for the first thousand and fifty-first time."

"The world is out of..."

Song Qingshi's body turned into countless light spots in the golden light, and then disappeared into the sky.

The phoenix spread its wings again and chased away.

~~~

119

Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, fear, jealousy, greed, stupidity, separation of love, unwillingness...

The world gives birth to all things, and people are born with a lot of suffering, and demons live with suffering, immortal and immortal.

Good thoughts soar into gods, evil thoughts degenerate into demons.

Fortunately, all things in the world are born in darkness, but they are looking for light.

In many battles between gods and demons, the gods have won a great victory, expelling the demons, sealing them and being in a small dark abyss, but they never give up, constantly trying to influence all the worlds, and imprison humans in their hearts. Harmony and darkness are released, turning good thoughts into evil thoughts, triggering evil, provokes war, and finally turns the world into a dark and twisted **** of blood.

If the world tree is eroded, the small world will become a dark hell, and more villains will grow. When the world matures and falls into the galaxy, the demons will grow infinitely and spread to all worlds like a plague, everyone The original evil thoughts in the heart are triggered, and the light is constantly being swallowed, and the Protoss will completely fall and cease to exist.

As long as the Phoenix God was in a coma, the Emperor was worried for how long...

He sent out all the spirits that might awaken the Phoenix God, but the heart attacked by the monsters, no matter how much external force he exerts, he eventually needs to wake up on his own. The faces of every **** who came back from the small world were very ugly. They failed miserably. Most of them chose to block the memories in the small world, and didn't want to remember anymore, for fear of thinking too much...

Not long ago, General An Long finally returned from his small world, and he was no longer tough.

The emperor has great hopes for Anlong. After all, he and the Phoenix God are close friends, guarding the seal of the demons for many years, born with battle bones, fortitude and courage, and willpower is one of the best in the gods. He especially likes fighting, and there is no such thing as emotion in his mind. When he has nothing to do, he asks the Phoenix God to make an appointment to hone his strength and win each other. He once slapped the beautiful face of the Phoenix God with all the wounds, and lost a few of his beautiful feathers. The gods felt heartache when they persuaded him, and he was very contemptuous after he persuaded him:

"Wuhuan is a man, so what does he care about his appearance? He also plucked me a lot of scales, and I didn't even complain of pain!"

"A man's face is not important, what is important is strength."

"I won't waste time in my whole life looking for a **** partner."

"Wuhuan, that useless guy, you can't see through this illusion, I'm going to the small world to laugh at him!"

The gods were speechless.

then......

After General An awakened from the small world, the first thing he did was to smoke his own two mouths, his expression turned red and black, black and red, and turned several times, which was very exciting. The Emperor of Heaven and the waiting gods had never seen him look like this, they were shocked, especially want to know what happened.

General An used a vocabulary from the world of science and technology, and said deeply: "This is my eternal black history."

He didn't wait for the gods to ask again, and quickly blocked the memory of the small world.

What a **** shame! Don't think about it again in his life! Otherwise, I'll have no face to go to Phoenix for an appointment!

Damn the demons, he is going to the territory occupied by the demons and tear a few big demons to vent his anger!

He turned into a black dragon, flicked his tail, and slaughtered the demons aggressively.

Gods: "???"

The emperor eased his breath: "Who else is in the small world?"

The gods thought for a while: "Nothing..."

The Phoenix Divine Sovereign was probably out of help, the God Realm was about to be destroyed.

...

After Song Qingshi woke up, his mind was confused because he had done too many tasks. He sat in the corner of the temple and sorted out his memories for a long time.

The Emperor finally remembered his existence, and found that the stone was still in a daze when he woke up, looking no different from before. He walked over with no hope, and asked casually: "How is your task done?"

Song Qingshi raised his head and pointed in the direction of the Phoenix Temple.

In the clouds, the divine envoy flew over, and shouted a happy announcement: "Wake up! The Phoenix God is awake!"

The gods were overjoyed and couldn't take much care of them. They set up fairy carts, spread their wings, and rushed to the Phoenix Temple to visit the Phoenix God.

The Emperor of Heaven was pleasantly surprised and asked Song Qingshi: "Did you succeed?"

Song Qingshi nodded.

"How did you do it? What did you do?" The Emperor hurriedly asked, how could he not think that this heartless stone could awaken the phoenix with the exquisite heart of seven orifices. He followed up with a series of questions, and saw that the other party was confused by himself, and finally remembered that Song Qingshi could not speak. He wanted to make things simpler, so he changed the question and said calmly, "Could it be...lucky?"

Song Qingshi thought for a long time and nodded again.

"I knew you were a lucky kid." The emperor patted his head excitedly, trying to figure out his preferences, and rewarded countless treasures and books. There are millions of books that include the essence of all worlds and gods. The collection of the world, the book of the world left by the **** of creation.

The emperor is really a good man.

Song Qingshi received a huge reward, his eyes lit up with joy, and the books inside were extremely tempting.

He wanted to run home immediately and read decades of books.

The Emperor of Heaven saw that he liked it, and was very happy. The fate envoy directly sent the reward to Yunyun Yard, let him go back to rest, be a good child, and don't learn from General An's fool who got up and went to fight. The world tree withered severely, and when the Phoenix God regained his spirit and completed the restoration of the small world, he was asked to thank him personally.

With such kindness, Phoenix can't overstate any great gift...

When the Emperor of Heaven had comforted Song Qing, he was about to embark on a treasure car and visit the Phoenix Temple. When he looked back and saw Song Qing's very happy expression, he suddenly realized something was wrong. When did this stone feel happy? He couldn't help asking: "What kind of luck did you get to awaken the Phoenix God?"

Song Qingshi turned around and said:

"It's the lucky one gained after 1,350 failures."

The Emperor of Heaven was stunned.

Can the stone he refines speak?

...

Song Qingshi took a detour to the Phoenix Temple. He wanted to see Wuhuan, but found that the gods outside the temple were surrounded by three floors and three floors. They held gifts of condolences and lined up in long lines, vying to see the sick. .

I once heard that the Phoenix God Sovereign is the most beautiful and popular **** in the Three Realms. Everything in the world likes him. Many creatures are rushing to be his Taoist companions, even the gods.

Today, Song Qingshi finally saw the popularity of Wuhuan...

He can't squeeze in anymore.

The gods have tried to say hello or talk to Qingshi God before, but they never got a response. The scene was too embarrassing. Now that they saw Qingshi God, they didn't know what to say. They looked curiously, and then paid attention again. The strength was transferred to the happy event that the Phoenix God Sovereign awakened.

Song Qingshi looked outside for a while, and heard everyone discussing in full swing:

"The **** has suffered a serious crime this time, he should have sealed the memory, right?"

"General An is sealed, he will also be sealed..."

"Those painful past, what is worthy of nostalgia, must be sealed."

"He is so perfect and clean..."

"..."

Song Qingshi felt that everyone was right. The body of the small world is fake, and the soul is only fragments. Now that they have been purified, their Taoist seals are gone, and the relationship is broken. As long as Wuhuan seals the memory, all the residual extreme and morbidity will disappear. He is still the original phoenix, flying in the sky freely and happily.

He thought for a long time, and decided not to rush to be responsible to Wuhuan, and give him the freedom to choose.

The phoenix was born in the wild and lived for hundreds of millions of years. The time in the small world was a drop in the ocean in his long life, nothing.

Song Qingshi knew how much pain and grievance Wuhuan had suffered. If he wanted to seal off his memory, it would be great...

Anyway, he went to the small world to find Phoenix, it was his own opinion, and he hadn't thought about getting anything.

Now that Phoenix wakes up, it is the best reward.

The goal has been achieved.

So Song Qingshi happily went home to read.

...

In the courtyard with clouds, Song Qingshi sat at the window and read books for a long time. When he was tired, he would look at the clouds outside the window.

White clouds will transform into various forms in the air, which is very interesting, and you can't get tired of it. However, what he likes most is the golden red glow that appears outside the window every evening.

Song Qingshi couldn't remember when the phoenix appeared.

About ten thousand years ago, right?

When he saw it for the first time, he stared blankly for a long time, and didn't know what it was, but the clouds that he usually saw were different, with very bright colors. Later, he went to the book for a long time, and finally found a few appropriate adjectives: brilliant and colorful, magnificent, jeweled, colorful, natural beauty.

Afterwards, Phoenix flew past his window every day, and from time to time he would sing like a fairy music.

There are different colors in the monotonous clouds.

According to the book, this is called beautiful scenery.

So Song Qingshi sat in front of the window on time every day, waiting for the appearance of the phoenix, watching the most beautiful scenery, listening to the most beautiful sounds... Gradually, this matter became his habit, just like the most important part of his life.

Suddenly one day, the phoenix disappeared.

He sat alone in front of the window, looking at the clouds at the end of the sky, and waited for a long, long time...

It's dark, it's dawn, and it's dark again...

He waited blankly for many days, but didn't see the phoenix appear.

The book in my hand is not fragrant, and I can't understand every word.

Where did Phoenix go?

Song Qingshi found a pen and paper, wrote the question, and handed it to the emperor's envoy who came to deliver the book.

The envoy had dealt with him all the year round, and had a very good temper, so he told him what happened to the Phoenix.

Song Qingshi looked out the window, thought about it for a long time, and decided to find Phoenix back.

The Emperor talked a lot with him, and it was difficult to tell him about it.

However, he doesn't care.

He is a rock and does not understand the emotions and principles of the world. He only hopes that the phoenix outside the window can come back and fly beautifully and proudly in the clouds. This is the most important scenery in his life. He is willing to pay any price for it, even if his body is broken. Not afraid...

...

In the small world, the first emotion he learned was crying.

It turns out that human beings are so painful that they want to cry. While crying, he wrote down this important insight in his notebook. Later, he understood what anger is, why he wanted to hit someone when he was angry, and then he understood what is missing, what is panic, what is afraid, what is shy, what is embarrassment, what is shame, what is joy......

Wuhuan said that he liked him, and said he looked good with a smile.

Finally, he understood what is like and what is smile.

He likes books, likes to study, likes to research, likes medicine, likes to study questions, likes to read clouds.

My favorite is Wuhuan.

In each reincarnation, his liking for Phoenix is ​​even stronger.

He must bring Phoenix back.

...

"Wuhuan?" Song Qingshi woke up from his memories, looking for the more bored and chatting about the interesting things that he just remembered, but found that he was no longer in the small world, and the more Wuhuan was no longer by his side. The phoenix outside the window may not have appeared for a long time.

Where did Phoenix go?

Song Qingshi was holding the book blankly, thinking about it for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears.

It turns out that this is loneliness.

It turns out that he doesn't like being alone, doesn't like loneliness, doesn't like boredom, and doesn't like watching clouds alone. What he likes the most is not the beauty of the phoenix, but the company that flies over the window every day, which makes him feel that he is no longer alone. ...

In the room full of books, there was a cold atmosphere everywhere, and it was as silent as death.

Song Qingshi relied on no one to see him, without shame, lying on the table, crying out of breath.

He decided to wait until the crying was over before writing 10,000 papers, and put the sadness behind...

Suddenly, the door was knocked.

Hasn't the messenger's book been finished yet?

Song Qingshi quickly wiped away the tears with his sleeve and opened the door.

The gentle sunset came in. The Phoenix God had already put away his gorgeous wings, dressed in golden red clouds, stood outside the door, and smiled softly: "I'm tired from flying in the sky, so I can stop in your house. ?"

The beautiful eyes are full of expectation.

Song Qingshi was stunned, and greeted the Phoenix Divine Sovereign in a panic, then took out the cakes and spirit tea, and pushed him down.

Shenjun looked at his movements and said with a smile: "You used to be like this, you will give me everything I like."

Song Qingshi nodded, and affirmed: "Well, I will give it to you..."

He suddenly realized that God Lord Phoenix was talking about the small world.

"The Emperor of Heaven asked me to thank you heavily, but the entire Phoenix Temple is not worthy of your gift. I can't think of what to give." The Phoenix God gentlely wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes and straightened his messy hair. , Asked carefully, "So, I want to give myself to you, can I?"

This gift is a bit big, but I like it very much.

Song Qingshi happily accepted: "Thank you, this is the most beautiful gift in my life."

It is a good thing that the Phoenix God is willing to block the memory, and it is a better thing that the Phoenix God is not willing to block the memory.

Since God Lord Phoenix had chosen him, he would be responsible.

Song Qingshi searched his intestines, promised that he would do a good offense, and tried his best to spoil the Taoist couple.

God Lord Phoenix smiled and asked, "How to spoil it?"

Song Qingshi was an actionist. He did not hesitate to unwrap the gift package, make papers, and used all the skills learned in the small world. He was particularly confident in this exam and felt that he had now returned to the gods. There is absolutely no problem, no matter what you play, you won't beg for mercy anymore.

Finally, the room was covered with Blood King Vine, and there were unharmonious gasps and crying in the examination room.

"Wuhuan, I like you."

"Ok, I know."

"Woo, Wuhuan, I like you so much."

"..."

Afterwards, the Phoenix God held Song Qingshi comfortably in his arms, quietly listening to his heartbeat, as if he couldn't hear enough. Song Qingshi thought for a long time, and finally asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time:

"Wuhuan, I don't understand something."

"Ok?"

"Why do you pass by my window every day?"

"There are tens of thousands of roads to the Phoenix Temple, but I take this one every day, guess why?"

"you like me?"

"I have been waiting for the stone to give birth to my heart every day. I have been waiting for a long time."

"Wuhuan, my heart was born for you, for you."

"Thank you, this is also the most beautiful gift in my life."

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THE END