Mozun is a love brain

Cui Suchen felt cold in his heart.

He summoned his saber and jumped up. Before he could exert his strength, he was directly overturned by a gust of wind.

He fell into the pile of dead bones, and just as he stepped on the bones and wanted to get up, he was knocked down again by the sudden movement of the bones.

The red mist dragged the bones and flew up into the sky, and turned into dust in the collision of the two forces again and again.

Until now, Cui Suchen finally woke up.

The tightly held saber was finally let go, and fell to the ground with a crisp whine.

That was no longer a battle he could participate in.

One is the most evil in the world, and the other is the law of heaven and earth.

One is the close relative he entrusted to life and death, and the other is the... love he entrusted to his soul.

The red mist covering the sky began to fade, and he could already roughly see the figures of the two people clearly.

Finally, the red mist dissipated completely, and Wen Chuji, who had obtained the power of the heavenly demon, could not withstand the laws of heaven and earth after all, and his thin figure couldn't help trembling under the power of heaven.

In a trance, Cui Suchen saw the hands that had been covering his eyes slowly slipping down due to the passing of life, and finally fell down powerlessly, returning to eternal silence in death.

A nameless sadness welled up in his heart.

Two lines of blood and tears fell quietly.

"elder brother."

Wen Chuji coughed out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven who was still sad and joyless in the center of hell.

Is this my end?

He took a long breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"Zheng-"

The coercion of heaven that should have completely shattered him was blocked by something, and the clear scream of Fengming jade pulled him back from the calm of welcoming death.

He opened his eyes and was shocked after recognizing the aura of the man in front of him.

"...Master!"

The hoarse voice was slightly out of tune because of being too surprised.

But this hasty call came from Wen Chuji who was supposed to be called like this by the visitor.

Mu Xian turned his face away, hiding the emotions brought out by this call, and cursed:

"Hurry up and get out! I can't hold it anymore!"

He casually grabbed a handful of golden runes and threw them towards the dial to form a beam of light in his palm.

"You can't do it if I ask you to do it, demolish my No.1 desk!

After practicing for so long, I ended up using it to deal with you, so fuck you! "

Familiar swear words came in and out of his ears, Wen Chuji couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and hugged him tightly from behind.

"Master, it's really you! I'm afraid I'm not dreaming."

Mu Xian: ...

The handsome guy rolled his eyes.

After the blow just now, there was finally a crack on Dial Jing's stagnant face.

Mu Xian noticed that he raised his hands at the same time, and a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"The young man is still quite tempered, not so, not so..."

Dial Jing squinted his eyes and looked down at the uninvited guest standing in front of Wen Chuji.

It looks familiar, but... sheltering the demons is considered the same crime.

The sky changed in an instant.

At this moment, everything in the world took on a tinge of chill following his change.

He turned his hands and pushed forward—

The golden runes were all scattered in an instant.

Without hesitation, Mu Xian bit the tip of his tongue, drew out a drop of blood, and quickly wrote a rune in the air, which was able to hold up that incomparably tyrannical force.

Dial Jing frowned slightly, and said coldly:

"You have jumped out of reincarnation, why should you be contaminated with karma."

Mu Xian looked back and laughed:

"There are some things that I can't just let go of if I want to."

"In that case."

Dial Jing raised his hand again, and his whole body lit up with the light of the morning sun that broke all the darkness.

Mu Xian turned around and slapped Wen Chuji with a palm:

"go!"

"Master, I..."

Wen Chuji had exhausted himself a long time ago, but now he was an empty shell, and before he could finish his words, he was hit by Mu Xian's palm and fell straight down.

A few long sighs from the prehistoric times resounded between heaven and earth.

Mu Xian originally drew a few more blood talismans in the air, but when he heard these sighs, he stopped suddenly.

After a while, he smiled wryly, and slowly put down his bloody hand.

Tiandao has already murdered him.

That's it.

……

……

what happened?

Mu Xian hadn't waited for Tiandao's anger for a long time, he raised his head in doubt, and followed Dial King's line of sight to look back.

"……what?!"

Wen Chuji, who was crushed into the ruins by his palm, had completely faded from the evil red streaks all over his body due to enchantment, and Mu Xian could even feel a few weak spiritual currents re-merging into his body.

In an instant, Wen Chuji transformed from the Heavenly Demon born from extreme evil back to the original Sword Cultivator who was born in a famous sect and practiced the most orthodox kung fu.

And the person who caused all this was sitting on the ruins, with a small jade pendant floating in front of him.

The black rope hanging on the jade pendant was cut from the middle, one end was tied to Wen Chuji's wrist, and the other end was tied to Cui Suchen's wrist.

After the last ray of demon power was transferred to Cui Suchen by the jade pendant, he cut off the connection between the two, stood up unsteadily, and looked at the sky with a faint smile.

Light, self-sustaining, but there is no lack of necessary warmth.

"……Owner?"

Dial Jing was stunned for a moment, then murmured like a dream.

"..."

"Su Chen!!!"

Consciousness came back in an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he appeared below in a breath, but he still couldn't catch the fingertips of the man who fell slowly and slipped down the palm.

Seeing this, Mu Xian quickly fell to the ground.

After Wen Chuji, who had lost consciousness, woke up leisurely, what he saw was such a scene——

The master stood with his back to him, and there was a sense of desperation lingering around him.

And not far in front of him was the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven that was supposed to transcend the desires of things, laws and human beings.

But at this time, Wen Chuji could see a lot of "human" emotions in his eyes that were almost profane.

He struggled to get up, and saw clearly the man lying quietly in Tiandao's arms.

"younger brother!"

Wen Chuji rushed forward suddenly, but was stopped by Mu Xian holding him halfway.

"Don't mess with him."

Mu Xian looked at the seemingly ignorant Sundial with a sullen face, and whispered in Wen Chuji's ear who was on the verge of losing control:

"I don't want to come to rescue you again before I can save you and go back to Axue."

Wen Chuji was startled, and looked up at him.

Mu Xian let go of him and walked a little closer to Dial King, but still stopped five steps away carefully.

"Is there any help?"

"Yes."

Dial Jing picked up the jade pendant.

"There is a trace of the power of law in this thing that you sensed when you ascended, and it is essentially the same as me."

Mu Xian touched his chin.

"And the...powers that he just forcibly transferred over. Are they also of the same origin as you?"

"Yes. There is no good or evil in power. It depends on one's choice to become a fairy or a demon. Moreover, those things should belong to him."

Wen Chuji sneered when he heard the words.

"But it will never be like this. It's all those bloody thieves. I should have..."

Mu Xian kicked him.

"Don't say a word!"

He ignored Wen Chuji's grievances, and said solemnly:

"So now, with the power of several laws superimposed, he has gained the ability to see through the past and the future.

But because he came too steeply, he was backlashed by the force, and his consciousness was trapped in a certain place? "

Wen Chuji suddenly realized.

"Since this is the case, master, please send me into my brother's sea of ​​consciousness. I am his elder brother, and I will definitely be able to bring him out..."

He stopped talking suddenly.

Dial Jing raised his head at some point, and glanced at him with a slow but shocking speed.

Mu Xian hurriedly blocked him, speaking fast.

"It's not too late, you go in quickly, you must bring him back, come on! It's all up to you!"

Sundial King remained silent, still staring at Wen Chuji through him.

Wen Chuji almost felt that he was going to kill him by showing him, so Diu Jing slowly withdrew his gaze, and said coldly:

"You don't need to say it."

After his figure completely disappeared, Wen Chuji immediately buried his head on Mu Xian's body, and shouted:

"Master, I'm afraid!"

Mu Xian: ...

----

He wandered in nothingness, forgetting his own name, existence, and origin.

Just wandering in the barrenness instinctively, and then accept some light spots that float towards him that can bring him warmth, or in other words, the laws of this world.

He gradually began to understand the world.

Spring flowers, summer cicadas, autumn frost, winter snow.

All just right is the result of natural evolution over thousands of years.

The world will not actively choose, and the reasonable way is the way to survive.

Inaction.

……

However, why did the Dao of Heaven take human form again, chasing after the demon?

The way of heaven... the power of law...

Ten Thousand Devils Cave... Heavenly Demons...

brother.

……

"Axue, Axue! Wake up, hello!"

"Wen Chuxue! I can't go to class in the morning? Get up!"

He sat up at once.

Seeing his reaction so big, the person who called him felt guilty, and smiled flatteringly:

"Brother, you're awake."

"Morning class?"

"Hahahaha, actually no, I lied to you...to tease you."

The boy glanced out of the window a few times, helped him up, and kept begging:

"Okay, I actually have something to ask you.

Do you remember those boys from Kunlun last time?They want to challenge you, and if you win, promise to teach me the art of astrology and divination..."

"What do you want to do?"

He frowned, and asked such a sentence naturally.

As if this was not his hallucination, but something that actually happened somewhere.

"I...I, oops!" The young man hopped his feet, half of his face blushing, "I just want to figure out whether the person I like likes me or not. You are so annoying, you insist on asking. Just say you can't help." help me!"

He wanted to ask again, but suddenly choked up.

A long-lasting and fuzzy story unfolded in his mind.

He looked at the boy in front of him.

This young man's name is Wen Chuji, and he is the elder brother of his mother and compatriots.

They were born in Wen's family in Zhongzhou, and under the instruction of their father, they worshiped and practiced under the sect of Mu Xian, the founding ancestor of Taixuanzong. They were inseparable and brotherly.

But his brother fell in love with someone who shouldn't be loved.

He is obsessed with their master.

He is rebellious and outrageous, and heaven does not tolerate it.

He even indirectly killed him because of this forbidden love affair.

he is……

A cognition gradually became clear in his mind.

He is Wen Chuji's younger brother who lost his soul under the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, a young genius who died young, the closed disciple of the ancestor who founded the mountain, the imperial heir of the family, and the son of luck favored by heaven.

Also... the unnamed supporting role in that forbidden master-student love.

Wen Chuxue.

----

In this world, Mu Xian suddenly noticed something.

As he approached the sleeping man, his face suddenly changed.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Wen Chuji also leaned over.

"His consciousness is stuck. How could it be... He was just wandering just now, as long as Diu Jing finds him and calls his name in this world, he can be brought out."

Wen Chuji also became flustered.

"Then now?"

Mu Xian slowly closed his eyes, his voice trembling:

"I can only... see if the bond between the two of them is enough to make him wake up willingly."