Bone

On the first day of April, the scorching sun fell on the top of the mountain, and the sound of the wind blew up the colorful robes of the clansmen, caressing their hands on the hilts of their swords.

All the elders of the seventeen sects were present, each leading dozens of relatives and disciples, a total of more than a thousand people were all solemn, and surrounded the Yuntai impenetrably.

"Everyone..." Gong Buwang was disturbed during his lunch break, with a half-tired and half-sulled face, frowning and looking at the huge crowd of clansmen in front of him, both puzzled and funny, "...What is this?"

No one answered her.The restless atmosphere is so viscous and seamless, it seems that even strong winds are difficult to penetrate.

Suddenly, a gray shadow came on the wind, spun to the ground, and slammed the wooden stick in his hand.

Qin Fengyuan was retreating and cultivating. At this moment, he broke out of the closed door ahead of time, and his anger was still unstable. He shouted angrily: "I don't know why all the immortal friends rashly entered my sect and disturbed my cultivation?!"

After finishing his sentence, he hastily adjusted his breath, his eyes wandering over the faces of people from various sects.

"Disturbing your practice?" Accompanied by the sound of the jade pendants hitting each other at his waist, Elder Yu Tian, ​​who was standing in front of the sect members, stepped forward, looked directly at him and said, "It's ridiculous!"

He was born with a high nose and wide mouth, with wind and frost in his brows and eyes, like the glaring eyes of a king, and his arrow-like eyes pierced the throats of everyone watching Sejong, and there was a bit of pleasure hidden in it: "Qin Nianjiu, a disciple of the noble sect, will be able to kill ghosts in a short time. Wan, why did you lie to the first case and not report it?!"

A shout and question was like thunder, stirring up a group of birds in the valley to fly, and then circle back, shaking the hearts of everyone.

Startled by his loud questioning, the remaining trace of sleepiness in Gong Buhuang's eyes instantly dissipated, and he stared blankly and said: "...What?"

Qin Feng also paused, the anger on his face faded slightly, his eyes swept straight to Ye Zhenglan who was standing beside the elder Yu Tian, ​​his eyes were full of surprise.

Xu Yanqing, who was standing beside Gong Buwang, also looked over in astonishment.As usual, no one noticed the darkness in his eyes.

Facing the four stares that seemed to scratch the bones, Ye Zhenglan opened his mouth without them asking a question: "Your Zong only said that Qin Xianzun was wounded and retired, but I didn't intend to see it in your Zongshu Pavilion. I have recorded the files with the number of Qin Xianzun's merits..."

He really had a clear conscience, even when he met Xu Yanqing's astonished gaze, he was unafraid: "It was my fault that I read the files of the noble family without permission, and I should be punished. But here's the matter Sir, please give an explanation from your lord!"

"..." Listening to his words, he was quite righteously indignant, and seeing the stern expressions on the faces of all the sects, Gong Buhuang clenched his cuffs tightly, secretly thinking that it was not good.

People's hearts are always unpredictable, and practitioners are also human beings.Those who slay 20 ghosts are praised by the world; those who slay 30 ghosts can be called heroes; those who slay [-] ghosts are worthy of being the savior of the world-but there is a curse that says "slay a million ghosts and become a devil", If someone cuts it straight to the point that it is one million, then you have to wonder if he has other plans.What's more, all the sects have a grudge against their view of the world, and they will definitely make use of it... I think the master kept this matter a secret back then and didn't talk to outsiders, isn't it just to prevent it from happening today?But how...

After a moment of silence, she forced a dry laugh: "What should I do, it's because of this."

Seemingly crossing her arms with ease, she said: "The amount of merit accumulated by the disciples of each sect has always been counted only by the own sect, and there is no such thing as reporting to the first sect, so why 'deceive and not report'? Heartless and ruthless, he has only known to kill ghosts for the common people all his life, and has no other intentions, and has made a vow on his own that he will never kill ghosts in this life, and he has stayed in the sect for the past three years, never leaving the sect..."

Her tone was quite slow, her words were sincere, and she didn't want to be moved by the people of the sect. Ye Zhenglang also frowned slightly, showing a little pain: "Does Gong Xianzun still want to hide it? I obviously listened to you that day." The sect disciple said it himself, Qin Xianzun's old wounds have healed, and we will accompany him to enter the world again to get rid of evil spirits!"

Heng Jian's seniority was relatively low, and he had been standing behind others with his head bowed. Just now he understood what was going on, his face turned pale, and he looked up in confusion. Xu Yanqing also looked at him in pretended shock Turning to Ye Zhenglang, it seemed unbelievable: "...Brother Ye?!"

It was hard to hide the scorching anger in Qin Feng's eyes, he turned his head to look at Qin Nianjiu, and asked sharply, "This is really the case?!"

Thousands of eyes gathered in one place, all waiting for Qin Nianjiu to answer, but there was still only indifference on his face, and he answered truthfully: "Yes."

"No, that's not the case!" Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Heng Jian hurriedly snatched up his words, wanting to make an excuse, but there's no place for him to speak here, Elder Zhu Tian just waved the spirit flag in his hand Suddenly, a wave of coercion swept over the table involuntarily, forcing him to kneel on the ground so hard that he couldn't speak.

This move was not rude, the already stagnant atmosphere became serious in an instant, Gong Buwang immediately raised his hand and pressed his sword, and said angrily: "I have something to say, what do you mean?!"

"The situation is not yet clear," Xu Yanqing hurried to Fuheng's room, with only a look of urgency on his face, "Everyone, don't be impulsive!"

distinct?Qin Feng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and frowned fiercely: How could he speak like this? !

Sure enough, Elder Zhanke of Xingluo Sect flicked his embroidered Xinghe sleeves, stepped forward and said: "Clear?! There is a difference in the Hongling Tisheng Sect. We only thought it was caused by some sect members practicing forbidden arts. Now look at it." I'm afraid that disciples of the noble sect have lost their minds and intend to become demons against the heavens!"

"You!—" Gong Buwang tightened his sword hand unconsciously, and shouted anxiously: "Junior Brother Qin, he is cultivating the Dao of Heartlessness, and his Dao heart is not strong enough, how could he have such intentions!"

Seeing that the junior sister was about to draw her sword, Xu Yanqing hastily pulled her back half a step, and then said in a trembling voice: "Elder, be careful! In the battle of Risheng Huangquan, all the immortal friends present have fought side by side with my junior brother, don't you know what kind of person he is?" Geometry?! How could you make such a guess!"

He didn't mention this, it was only the elders of the sect who spoke, but now the relatives and disciples of various sects also joined in: "...Indeed..."

"But it was only that time... I rarely see him..."

"...How many ghosts did he kill that day?"

"Who knows...Guan Shi didn't hide the number..."

The taller the building, the near danger, most disciples of the sect are envious of Qin Nianjiu, because he is heartless and ruthless, and does not deal with people at all, in fact, few people sincerely respect him, even those who originally had some respect for him, Thinking of how he was seriously injured and bloody all over while killing ghosts, but still had a calm face and kept killing ghosts, he couldn't help feeling suspicious: "Is it really for accumulating merit..."

"... If you are looking for ascension, you already have enough, right? I heard that Tan Junying only killed 35 yuan, so didn't he also ascend?"

"...Could it really be to become a demon?"

"How could this be..."

There are many people who always talk mixedly, and those who really think about the common people say: "The devil is a disaster for the world. If this is the case, he must be punished now!"

Some people feel happy when they see people falling into the altar: "Indeed, the matter is very important, I would rather kill by mistake than let it go..."

Those who still have doubts in their hearts said: "I don't think Qin Xianzun is like the generation who turned to demons, so I shouldn't jump to conclusions like this..."

……

There were many voices, mixed and complicated, and the elder Minglang of the Broken Wave Sect had been listening quietly with his eyes closed and frowning. The more he listened, the more suspicious he became, and finally he shook his hand and shouted: "Quiet!"

All the disciples fell silent for a moment, seeing his frowning and solemn face, they reprimanded him in a cold voice: "From what I've seen, Guanshizong already has a different heart and a strong intention to keep demons, otherwise how could he allow his disciples to slay ghosts until the end?" It’s one million short, and you still lie about it for him?!”

Before they guessed how to humiliate Qin Nianjiu, Qin Feng just frowned and thought about the countermeasures. Now that someone insulted his sect, he was really angry just now, with a vein on his neck, and shouted violently: "Presumptuous!!"

He was born in troubled times, Qin Fengping had no great ambitions in his life, but only hoped for the peace of all beings, and there happened to be a disciple with extraordinary talents——

"If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse!" Almost crushing the wooden staff in his hand, he stared at Ming Lang brazenly, "The one who is capable is the strongest, the responsibility lies, let him eliminate one more ghost, suppress one more evil, and the world will have less One share of pain, one less sorrow, what's the difference?!"

"..." Ming Lang was silent for a moment, as if debating the truth of his words, "but..."

Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.He had expected that troubles would arise after Bie Zong found out about this matter, thinking that Qin Nianjiu's merits and virtues were full, and he would be able to ascend as soon as he had a chance, so it should have been the safest choice to hide this matter for now—how did Ye Zhenglang get into the Zangshu Pavilion? , and how did you see the file? !Qin Feng frowned, and slammed his cane on the ground: "But what! I, Zong Ming, have such a heart, so let me figure it out! This is the end of the matter, just tell me what you want!"

This time he was really speaking out, but it was about evil, and it was nothing more than a pale refutation to everyone's ears. Elder Yu Tian raised his eyebrows, and the seriousness on his face remained unchanged: "So clear? But you It’s a one-sided statement! It’s hard to prove whether a cultivator’s Dao heart is still firm, and it’s true that Erzong concealed the number!”

Qin Feng usually hated listening to this pious Yu Tian's words the most, and opened his mouth to refute with a livid face, but he heard Elder Youyi Zong Xinhui slowly interjected: "It is said that Guanshi has a clear heart, Qin Xianzun has no intention of turning to demons, old man They all believe it. It’s just that it’s really hard to prove that Qin Xianzun’s Dao heart is still firm, and he hasn’t been bitten by resentment, and it’s also hard to guarantee whether he will be deceived by resentment and make another move in the future... But it’s just ‘difficult to prove’, but it’s not 'Unable to prove', after all, it is for the common people, if he is willing to abolish his cultivation—”

Cultivators abolish their own cultivation, what is the difference between that and self-destruction of life span?Gong Buwang hurriedly said: "How can this be done!"

Elder Minglang also shook his head: "This is inappropriate. Not to mention that Qin Xianzun was born with a spirit body of immortal bones, he already has his own cultivation. If he doesn't have this cultivation to suppress the resentment on his body, he will suffer from resentment." Isn't it our fault that we turned into a grieving ghost?"

Although this matter was exposed by Ye Zhenglang, he was unwilling to believe that Qin Xianzun had the intention of turning to the devil. After a little thought, he came up with a more secure and compromise method: "Why don't we just take Qin Xianzun to court?" Immortal Venerable brought back Yuyan, and watched for a while..."

Hearing this, Elder Yu Tian frowned slightly, and pondered for a while: "So..."

It doesn't matter whether Qin Nianjiu really has the intention of turning to the devil or not - if so, they Yuyan captured the traitor, which is really a great achievement, and they can also guard him to avoid disaster for the common people; It can also moisten and nourish spiritual energy in Yuyan Sect... Anyway, there are advantages and no disadvantages.Thinking of this, he nodded slightly, "It's okay. Let's bind him with ice and iron—"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng yelled again, "Guanshi disciple, how can he become a prisoner under his sect?!"

Elder Cutian became impatient for a moment, his eyebrows were raised upside down: "I don't know what's good!"

"Then..."

"no!……"

……

What he said, what she said, the voices were mixed, you refuted me, insisted on each other's words, stuck in a stalemate like a saw, but Qin Nianjiu, who was in the middle of the eye of the storm, lowered his eyes indifferently, listening to them talking about how to deal with him from the sidelines, A question appeared vaguely in his mind: ... If that person was present, what would he say?

Will he be like them, suspicious of him so much that he draws his sword at him?

……

No, he was always different from them—he would probably just shake his head and smile at his silver fan, and joke that the farce was ugly.

A blue color suddenly appeared in his mind, which was covered by thick white mist, and he unconsciously turned his eyes to a green pine tree near Shengyuntai. The pine branches were empty, and there was no man in blue.

……so quiet.

It seemed that his ears had never been so quiet, and none of the competing voices could reach his ears. He only looked at the empty green pine tree from a distance, and his mind and heart were empty.

"That's enough!" One side has to prove and the other side is difficult to prove. It is a difficult situation to solve. Feeling flustered, Gong Buwang couldn't bear it any longer, and said angrily: "What exactly are we going to do..."

At the same moment, it was Xu Yanqing who almost overwhelmed her voice and blurted out: "Could it be that you want to force him to die to prove his will?!"

……

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a boulder smashing into the waves, arousing ripples in the hearts of the people, and the originally boiling voices died down in an instant.

... No, that's not the case. He didn't intend to say that, but his mind went blank for a moment—Xu Yanqing blurted out a word, and he was stunned.In the boundless silence, he rarely showed a bit of real panic, turned his head to look at Gong Buwang, and wanted to explain, but met her startled eyes.

Not only Gong Buwang, but also Qin Feng looked at Xu Yanqing with astonishment, as if he only really got to know him today, a disciple who loves like a parent.

Before he uttered these words, there was still room for change in everything, and they could still discuss and find a solution, but when he uttered these words, there was no turning back!

If Qin Nianjiu is unwilling to prove himself by death, it shows that he really has a different intention!

It is impossible for him who has always acted prudently and cautiously to not know the consequences of his words, but he still said these words... In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng looked at Xu Yanqing's slightly evasive and uneasy eyes, and suddenly understood everything ——

Why is it at this time, why did Ye Zhenglang enter the Library Pavilion, and happened to find Qin Nianjiu's merit file... He wants to pin the matter of the difference in the life of the deceased to Qin Nianjiu——

——I'm afraid it's him who practiced the forbidden technique!

Unaware of the turmoil in Guan Shizong's heart, more than a thousand clan members all turned their eyes to Qin Nianjiu, with various expressions on their faces, each with their own thoughts.

...Prove the Tao with death, this move can prove his innocence...

...his fairy bone body...

...If he can prove the Tao with death, he will die in battle...

... merit...

merit...

... merit...

In the silence, the voice of thought seems to be overwhelming.Gong Buwang understood the silence, and hurriedly turned his eyes away to stare at the crowd, and shouted sadly: "What do you mean?!"

No one answered her, only kept silent.

...The world is relatively peaceful now, and there are not many merits to be found...

...That is a continuous stream of merit that can last for thousands of years...

...It is also a good thing for Qin Xianzun, and he can inherit this merit in his reincarnation...

...for the common people...

... merit...

It was quiet and loud, but it was too noisy.Gongbu panicked and took half a step back, not wanting to look at Xu Yanqing anymore, so he held Qin Feng's hand tightly, "Master! Master!——"

As a cultivator, the Zongmen thought in their hearts how Qin Feng would not know, but if Xu Yanqing's practice of forbidden arts was revealed at this time, not only would it not be able to save Qin Nianjiu, but it would prove that Guan Shizong had a different heart, and it would even show that Qin Nianjiu had a tendency towards demons It means...then they will see the world together...

"..." He gritted his teeth, looked at her with dark eyes, and said nothing - clasped her wrist with his backhand, and restrained her movement with a body binding stance.

There were bursts of cracking pain in the wrist, as if being handcuffed by an iron chain, Gong Buwang was completely devastated, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his red lips trembled slightly: "Master..."

But suddenly Qin Nianjiu said calmly: "That's fine."

His ears were still quiet, his heart was still empty, Qin Nianjiu didn't know what the people were thinking, and he didn't have the heart to guess what they were thinking, he just quietly looked at the people watching the world.

Xu Yanqing with pale complexion, Qin Feng who didn't say a word, Gong Buwang with despairing eyes, Heng Jian who couldn't speak but shook his head...one by one, they caught their eyes, but they only caught their eyes.He rarely repeated it: "That's fine."

Although his voice was soft, his voice was loud. Seeing his calmness, the agitated people from various sects stopped their voices for a moment, somewhat worried, and even began to question whether the elders of the sect were too aggressive...

"What's so good?!" Gong Buwang shuddered all over, with hot tears rolling down his eyes, he tried his best to grab Qin Feng's five fingers on her wrist, "What - what are you talking about... what are you thinking? !"

Of course she knew that once the senior brother's words came out, it would be hard to get over the water, and the matter has come to this point, for the common people, for the world, for the sect, for the junior brother himself, this is probably the "best" choice...

But... this is her junior brother!

She couldn't listen to the sincere or false persuasion of the people from various sects, let alone the aggressive voice of "Then please", she could only hold Qin Feng's hand on her wrist, and cried out in a sad voice : "Let's think of a way—"

Qin Nianjiu already had the sword on his neck.

It was shockingly cold, just touching the skin was a bone-piercing chill.

... She asked him what he was thinking.

...She said we'll figure it out.

Going around, I can't get around the word "think".But what could he think.

As far as he is concerned, he was born with nothing to say except slaying ghosts for the sake of the common people. His heart is always full of mist, only nothingness, romance, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and even the five tastes are insulated from him, and it has always been like this.But now that the end is near, for some reason, there is always a sense of bewilderment disturbing the white mist in his heart, dyeing the heavy white mist with light blue.

It is shockingly sharp, but with a light stroke, it is embedded in the flesh for several inches.

The throat that was cut by the sharp blade is obviously the throat, but for some reason, the thick fog in the heart seems to be torn open, and there are scenes of colorful pictures rushing in like waves accompanied by the blue sky. There are flying flowers in the breeze, falling snow and moonlight, and there are all kinds of faces in the world... and the side dishes he has tasted.

...It seems that there is also a cautious and most precious "cherish".

Full of uncertainty, he frowned slightly: ... Xixi?

What is pity? ... I feel sorry for the past... What a pity?

The blood gushing out of his throat was so scorching hot that it seemed to burn his heart, making him vaguely "remember" an old testament of "there is a fate in the future, see you in the fairy palace".

...I didn't get to see that person for the last time, and I couldn't make the promise to meet him in the Immortal Palace.

It is indeed a pity.

……

Just thinking about it, his whole body trembled slightly, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong——

But it's too late!

Passion broke the avenue, cultivation base was exhausted, and the resentment that had been dormant in his body for a long time burst out suddenly, enveloping his whole body, too strong unwillingness, anger, disappointment, violence, and resentment whizzed one after another, They were twisted and twisted together, swallowing his mind in an instant, as if blood and tears kept pouring into his eyes, what he saw before his eyes, what he heard in his nose, and what filled his mind was nothing but bloodthirsty. Scarlet.

But in just an instant, as the lifeblood in his throat drained, the thick black resentment surrounding his body dissipated with a flick of his fingers, and he also fell to the ground due to weakness, and let go of the long sword in his hand.