After she entered the book, she just wanted to live with her

Chapter 241: Great Changes

Fine snow fell outside the Nine Heavens. Fu Ying leaned against the glazed pillar, lowered his eyes and sighed. When his wide silver sleeves swept across the railings carved from black ice, his eyelashes, which were covered with frost, trembled slightly.

The sea of ​​clouds beneath her feet was surging with red-gold light, which was the shocking waves caused by Jing Mo's God-killing Sword in the sea of ​​love.

Even through three thousand feet of star sand, she could still hear the mournful cry of the sword as it cut through the air.

Deep in the sea of ​​love, the tip of the sword cut a marriage thread wrapped in frost, and frost flakes rustled.

This is a tampered fate. The crimson silk thread that should have been lingering is now covered with icy edges, just like the last glass of snow plum wine that Fu Ying poured for Jing Mo.

When she turned around that day, the snow plum blossoms he had pinned on her hair had been turned into charred ashes by heaven's punishment.

Click.

The center of the Life and Death Realm formation suddenly trembled, and the black iron that bound the Moon of Samsara began to crack.

Countless fireflies rose from the cracks. They were the souls that had been imprisoned for millions of years and were dispersing into light.

The Moon of Samsara was not actually the moon, but the eye of the formation that Ku Chen had made with the blood of the Golden Spirit. It was the sealed road to Samsara.

Those good relationships that were torn apart by Xin Xu suddenly entangled themselves, and the bone-eating magpie formed from the tears of the resentful couple shed its black feathers in the sea of ​​stars and turned into a magpie, revealing the crystal-clear lovesickness bone inside.

When the first magpie picked up the repaired marriage knot, Gu Yuyuan's puppet body suddenly moved.

"Yuxing." The puppet's fingertips were stained with frost from the ice coffin, and he put half a copper coin into her hand.

In Shen Daixing's open palm, half a blood-stained copper coin was sprouting.

The blood beads that Bo Yan scattered in Yaochi seeped out from the leaf veins, giving Biyao a glimmer of hope.

"Go." The puppet's voice mixed with the crisp sound of shattering ice crystals, turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.

The night sky at the end of the world was torn into a glass-colored crack, and the water of the Milky Way was boiling.

Shen Daixing walked on the water, with peach blossoms blooming under her feet.

When the tongues of fire licked the surface of the Milky Way, the souls in the crystal white water who could not be reborn actually cried like babies.

She staggered back half a step, remembering the dream.

On the flying boat of Wuji Sect, she had just obtained the seeds of the Huansang sacred tree. The warmth of her fingertips in her sleep overlapped with the coolness of the Milky Way water.

"boom--"

The entire sea area suddenly turned upside down, and at the junction of the sea and the sky, which was originally empty, a giant tree that penetrated the three realms grew out of thin air.

The Taixu Samsara Mirror hangs in the treetops, and silver light hangs down like a veil, covering the Huansang sacred tree.

Silver threads like moonlight flow through the tree trunk, and every leaf is solidified star sand. When the roots dig into the boiling water of the Milky Way, the cries of the dead souls stop abruptly.

The moment Shen Daixing touched the tree trunk, a silver thread like moonlight suddenly wrapped around her wrist, and she heard Gu Cheng's crying voice.

"Xingxing! I can't bear to leave you... wuwuwu..." Gu Cheng rushed over and pulled her sleeve, his round cat-like eyes misted with water.

Shen Daixing flicked her finger against his forehead. "If you're so reluctant..." She dragged out her words, deliberately teasing, "How about joining me?"

Gu Cheng was stunned and pouted: "That won't work!"

"All living things suffer." Shen Daixing chuckled and put half a copper coin into his palm. "Then, we'll meet again if we're destined to."

"The world has changed so much..." Fu Ying's voice came from the void, and the resonant vibration of the heavenly way shook the star sand off the branches, "The five spirits have returned to their positions!"

Shen Daixing turned into a fire spirit due to Gu Cheng's reluctance.

The moment the five elements' spiritual power gathered into a beam of light, Jing Mo's God-killing Sword suddenly made a clanging sound. He staggered up the cloud steps, only to see Fu Ying digging out the Heart of Heaven with his bare hands.

The beating heart of heaven slowly flew into the five elements light column.

Jing Mo, who had originally disappeared in the world of life and death, returned to Fu Ying because of his obsession.

"Finally..." Fu Ying's eyes were no longer as cold as before. Frost petals fell on the hilt of the God-killing Sword, just like the snow plums that were pinned on her hair. "It's going to fall apart."

"Where are you going?" Jing Mo's eyes were red as he grabbed her wrist with such force that the knuckles turned white. "You dare! I won't allow it! No matter where you go, you won't..."

The unfinished words were swallowed up by the light of the Samsara Mirror. When Xi Huai waved his sleeves and swept away his soul, the God-Slaying Sword carved a hundred-foot ravine in the sea of ​​clouds, and the flying sparks ignited half of the sky.

When the five elements light pillar penetrated the nine heavens, Fu Ying looked at the Heart of Heaven that had shattered into star sand and suddenly chuckled.

I remembered brewing wine on the snowy peak of Kunlun Mountain, my frosty skirt brushing against the icicles, and I said to him, "I can't give you this heart yet."

A red-gold halo exploded from the top of the Huansang sacred tree. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth reached its peak at this moment, and thousands of souls swirled upwards like star sand and phosphorus powder.

The moment the Snow Qilin broke through the air, the Milky Way froze into a glass mirror, and the silver horns recited the mantra of rebirth. With every step it took, a reincarnation circle bloomed at the roots of the trees.

Red-gold snow fell from the sky. Gu Cheng stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake. The child's body suddenly grew into a slender bamboo, with sharp and protruding wrist bones like green jade in the snow.

Her face is like jade and her eyes are like cold stars.

He held the divine pen in his hand and wrote freely in the void of the vicissitudes of life, and golden words appeared on it.

That is the golden law of reincarnation, every word is sonorous and powerful:

All who enter the cycle of reincarnation forget their past. When their obsessions are reduced to ashes, they see the path of all living beings.

At the same time, the half copper coin with new sprouts quietly fell into the lotus pond in the demon world, stirring up circles of delicate ripples.

This subtle sound attracted the attention of Gan He, who was gazing at the strange sight in the sky.

At the end of the Milky Way, the stars in the sky were turned into silver fragments by the surging waves.

The man in black clothes, his soul and body united, came walking on the crest of the waves. Lycoris radiata embroidered with silver thread were faintly visible between his clothes, and the waves condensed into frosty ice crystals when they passed over his ankles.

The faint light of golden sand and blue veins flowed between the eyebrows, and the three thousand black hairs floated like mist in the starlight, revealing that strange and cold face.

"Yuxing." When his thin lips opened slightly, the sigh that escaped from his throat startled the fireflies under the mulberry tree.

Shen Daixing reunited her soul in the law of reincarnation, standing barefoot on a lotus platform woven with Lycoris radiata, her white skirt seemed stained with morning dew.

The almond-shaped eyes that once looked bright and lively are now covered with gray, and the black hair is tangled with unmelted snow.

The past is forgotten, like a puppet.

When the Lord of the Underworld's cold fingers touched her wrist, she suddenly shrank back half a step, and the red-gold snow in her hair fell on the man's cloud-shaped shoes embroidered with silver patterns.

"Don't be afraid."

The Lord of the Underworld took off his black robe and wrapped it around the girl's body. The silver lines turned into fireflies circling around her.

Cinnabar dyed with the juice of the red spider lily condensed on his fingertips, and he carefully traced the mantra of rebirth between her eyebrows.

The moment the curse was cast, the girl's eyes reflected the golden sand formed by the blood and tears between his eyebrows.

The Mirror of Samsara rippled at the end of the Milky Way, and the Lord of the Underworld placed her cold fingertips on her lips.

The gilded lines spread from the point where they touched, entwining the two people's drooping hair.

Lycoris radiata paved the way, and the Lord of the Underworld held his beloved's hand, carefully leading her into reincarnation.

When passing by Snow Qilin, the Hades Beast suddenly lowered its head and lightly touched her palm.

The man's back was as taut as a fully drawn bowstring, his Adam's apple rolling as he swallowed the bitterness bred by time: "This time, it's my turn to find you."

The sleeves with surging silver lines froze in the air for a moment, and finally he pushed her into the mirror with his own hands.

On the banks of the Milky Way, the immortals watched this scene from afar.

Only Bo Yan fixed his gaze on the woman who was the way of heaven, full of astonishment.

He flew across the Milky Way eagerly trying to catch her, but it was all in vain.

"Fuying!!!"

The moment Fu Ying disappeared, the world returned to normal, and the love and sin that had entangled people for thousands of years burned into the spiritual energy that nourished the new sky.

The God-Slaying Sword leaped out from here, and the half of the marriage thread wrapped around the hilt suddenly glowed, and the thread head extended to the depths of reincarnation, where there was a snow plum blossom made of frost.

The Three Realms returned to their former state, and the Emperor of Heaven returned to his throne.

For those who had witnessed the opening of the path of reincarnation that day, their memories had dissipated like morning mist, leaving only faint outlines, vaguely remembering that the vicissitudes of life had existed since the beginning of the world.

Boyan stood alone on the jade steps, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scene of the three realms, feeling sad.

The main god realm, a mysterious existence in the vast sea of ​​stars.

In this supreme realm, a handsome man was lying quietly on an ancient stone platform and slowly opened his eyes.

There was a dead silence in his eyes, without desire or emotion, like a cold god.