I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

Gu Xiu stretched out his hand clumsily, trying desperately to stop the bleeding from Ruyue's body, but everything he did was in vain. He could do nothing but watch Ruyue's face getting paler and her eyes getting dimmer.

Lying in Gu Xiu's arms, Ruyue's eyes were still as clear as spring water.

Her eyes were complicated.

There is longing, sadness, compassion, and relief.

finally.

She said nothing, but just closed her eyes in Gu Xiu's arms. The wooden hairpin that she had been holding in her hand fell down. It was a hairpin made by Gu Xiu himself.

The ruins were still burning, making dull crackling sounds.

The flames greedily licked the remaining wooden beams, illuminating the sky with a blood-red hue, a color very similar to the color of Ruyue's skirt when Gu Xiu first met her.

Gu Xiu called out loudly and cried at the top of his lungs, but all his voice seemed to have been taken away by the gods.

Everything around me began to collapse.

The cloth shop is gone.

The master and his mistress next to him are gone.

The entire Wuyou City is gone.

even.

Even the old beggar’s grave, the corner where the mechanical bird was buried, and... Ruyue in his arms.

All disappeared at this moment.

Gu Xiu was at a loss, and looked around, only to find that behind him, there was only an extremely simple and special lamp left. The flickering flame seemed to be able to captivate people.

And between the flickering flames.

A figure slowly appeared.

The man was dressed in white, holding a long sword, with a head of white hair hanging casually. He looked exactly like himself, yet seemed completely different. He should be very familiar, but at this moment there was an extremely strange feeling. He just looked at himself, his eyes full of calmness, neither sadness nor joy.

After a long silence, the person in front of him asked softly:

"If you cling to joy, fear will follow you like a shadow."

“When you gain something, you feel ecstatic; when you lose something, you feel devastated.”

"Among the seven emotions, joy is the most illusory."

"you……"

"Have you ever seen what true joy is?"

Every word was like an ice-cold hammer, hitting Gu Xiu's broken heart.

Clinging to joy?

Fear?

Really happy?

These cold and grand words, when spoken with his own body, seemed particularly pale, particularly ridiculous, and particularly... cruel.

The joy of being in desperate situations, the joy of achieving satisfaction, the joy of meeting the one you love.

But it is always crushed just when it is within reach.

In return, just one sentence.

Not really happy?

"Are you trying to say that all my joys are nothing but fleeting bubbles in the face of loss, and are the source of fear?" Gu Xiu raised his head and asked the person who was wearing his skin but was not himself at all.

The other party did not answer, but continued to stare at him.

High above.

Overlooking the tragedy he himself directed.

Facing the other person's gaze, Gu Xiu had a thousand words in his heart. He wanted to scold loudly and roar to vent his anger, but in the end, he did nothing.

He just raised his hand silently, wiped away the tears on his face, and then struggled to get up.

Followed by.

He walked step by step to the person in front of him who looked exactly like him.

Still looking at each other.

But the previous looking up has changed to looking at each other at eye level.

He didn't break down, didn't question.

He just whispered to the other party:

"you are wrong."

As soon as these four simple words were spoken, everything around him suddenly became weird, as if a huge wave was lifted up and hung in front of Gu Xiu, ready to fall and smash him to pieces at any time.

But Gu Xiu acted as if he didn't see it, and said to himself:

"You think that everything I've experienced is false, a joke played by you in your fickle ways."

“But for me.”

"Every experience is something I've personally experienced, and every joy I feel comes from my heart. Whether it's true or false, it's all my experience."

"In that case..."

"So how can there be true or false joy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a huge wave appeared in front of Gu Xiu and slowly pressed down on him. The terrible pressure was so severe that Gu Xiu couldn't help but bend his back slightly.

Gu Xiu didn't resist all this, and simply sat down. He glanced at himself who was still standing in front of him, as ruthless as the avenue.

"There are not so many true and false things in this world. Everything I have experienced and put my true feelings into is real."

"How boring is life if we are too obsessed with truth and falsehood?"

This time, the white-haired Gu Xiu finally stopped being silent: "Five hundred years ago, you made the same choice. You should know the final outcome better than anyone else."

"What was your choice back then?" Gu Xiu smiled. "Considering my state of mind back then, I didn't make the wrong choice."

"You are just being stubborn." replied the white-haired Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu shook his head:

"I'm not being stubborn. Whether it was in the past or now, or even that time when I fell in love at first sight, to me, they are all my experiences. I won't deny what I've experienced."

"What's more..."

"If I hadn't made that choice back then."

"I……"

"Is it still me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a few strange lights flashed in the cold and ruthless eyes of the white-haired Gu Xiu. He looked at himself in front of him seriously, and a little softness began to appear on his stern and cold face.

"perhaps……"

"you are right."

next moment.

The raging waves that were about to hit Gu Xiu's head suddenly shattered in an instant, and along with it, the white-haired and indifferent Gu Xiu also gradually disappeared and merged into Gu Xiu's body.

One of the seven lamps on the Sea of ​​Consciousness Altar has been lit!

At the moment when the soul lamp was completely lit, Gu Xiu could clearly feel that his soul, which had been strengthened countless times, seemed to have something different this time.

It's not that the soul is strengthened, but that there is some special power in the soul.

Other effects are currently unknown.

But what Gu Xiu felt most deeply at the moment was that he seemed to be becoming more and more proficient in the use of his soul. At least some soul techniques that he could not use before seemed to be able to be used at this moment.

but.

Gu Xiu did not carefully check his current situation, but after confirming that his soul was lit up, he opened his eyes and returned to his place as soon as possible.

He still remembers it.

There is also a leader of the Holy Feather Clan by his side.

only……

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the surrounding situation clearly, Gu Xiu couldn't help but look a little confused.

This is...

where?

At this moment, he was in the void. The altar that had bound the leader of the Holy Feather Clan under the sea of ​​blood had disappeared without a trace, and in its place was a bottomless pit.

"Buzz!"

The Sword of Crossing Immortals flew over and hummed in front of Gu Xiu. Seeing it, Gu Xiu was slightly surprised. One of his Seven Emotions Soul Lamps had been lit, and at this moment his perception of spiritual power was even sharper.

He immediately noticed that the Sword of Crossing Immortals seemed to have changed and become even more powerful, especially its sword spirit, which had grown significantly stronger!

But before Gu Xiu could ask any further questions, everything that had happened here before came to his mind, accompanied by the humming of the Sword of Crossing Immortals.

It also began to be known by Gu Xiu.

First of all, he spent nearly twenty years in that illusion of tribulation, and twenty days had also passed in the outside world. A lot of things happened during these twenty days.

The Lord of the Cangming Holy Land finally got his wish and died together with his enemy.

The overlord of the Holy Feather Clan was completely divided up.

Part of his soul was absorbed by the Purple Mansion, and another part of his soul became the sword soul of the Immortal Crossing Sword. Because it was too huge, the Immortal Crossing Sword still needed to slowly absorb it for its own use.

And his most mysterious holy light.

It was completely absorbed by the fingers of gods and demons and the green bamboo pole, and only some of the dissipated power became part of the power to seal the Three Realms Sea of ​​Sin.

When the two of them died together, the Canglong Secret Realm was finally completely shattered, with only the last seal remaining temporarily.

but……

There have been earth-shaking changes in the outside world.