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Chapter 61: Original Fate

Li Ce looked impatiently at the two people in front of him. Xuan's temper hadn't changed much after staying in this world for so long, but he just avoided and ignored the ones he didn't like before, but now he resisted those who didn't like them.

Xuan took Shi Shi's hand behind his back, a smile appeared in his slender eyes, and he said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Li Ce took a meaningful look at the place where Yun Liao was hiding, and then left with Xuan.Li Shi couldn't help being taken aback, I'm sorry... Nine Heavens... Are you going up again.

Seeing that the crowd had dispersed, Yun Liao stood beside Li Shi, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Your Majesty."

"He is the second prince of the heavens, the person whom the Jade Emperor loves the most." Li Shi smiled wryly, and said lightly, "Go back."

Slowly open your palms, a ball of light is what Xuan wants to tell himself.

Nine levels of heaven, Lingxiao Palace.

Xuan attended the so-called banquet with a cold face, listening to them say over and over again: "Welcome Emperor Xuanling returns after a catastrophe." Naturally, he knew what the cups of drinks were.

drunk.

"Your Majesty, the heavens say that Young Master Ling is still sleeping..."

"Understood." Li Shi sighed, one day in the sky, one year in the world...Xuan Su is lazy, it's rare to be able to sleep at this moment, and he definitely doesn't want to wake up hastily...

After waking up again, Xuan rubbed his slightly painful head, and looked at the person standing beside the bed. The fiery red clothes seemed to be the most dazzling existence in the world, with just the right facial features, so noble and enchanting.

"Feng Yang, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's only a day, Dijun is good at drinking..."

Xuan knew that a part of his memory was blank, but he was inexplicably not panicked.There was a scorching feeling in the palm of my hand, my own brushwork, I carved the two words "death" one by one, but there was no shadow of these two words in my memory.

"Feng Yang, go down, I'll go find Chang Xiu."

Feng Leng was slightly surprised: "Sword Immortal Zhanxiu...before the Emperor descended to earth...his soul was gone..."

Xuan was also taken aback, recovered immediately, and let it go: "Forget it, I'll go for a walk."

Unhurriedly swayed to Nantianmen again, and sat on the floor.

Heaven Realm, South Heaven Gate.

A lone figure sat on the steps.Holding a sword, looking at the boundless sky, he has been sitting here for 100 years. The vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, since he came to this heaven, he has been like this, maybe it is the endless life that makes him gradually change. Too lazy, too lazy to move, even less lazy to talk.What kind of person was he a hundred years ago?Cultivating immortals, practicing swords, other than that, there seems to be nothing else, right?

Sure enough, time will wear away everything, and now even the memory is blurred.

There are many idlers in the heavens, and most of them are unable to bear the loneliness day after day, so people continue to go down from the Nantian Gate, and then they are captured by thousands of immortals every few days.These people would rather go to Zhuxian Terrace than drink the water of forgetting love.When he was a man, he didn't understand, but when he was a fairy queen, he still didn't understand.Maybe he shouldn't even be a fairy, he should be a Buddha...

Although he sits at the Nantian Gate, he doesn't care about anything, no matter people come and go, or quarrel.

One day, after being captured, a fairy was brought back with tears on her face and messed up clothes. She stared at him fiercely and said, "Zhanxiu! Did you say that? For a person like you, why don't you?" Know how to love!" He didn't argue, just raised his eyes, and then cast his eyes into the distance, let the voice fade away, he didn't cast another glance, he didn't know how to love in the first place, and of course he didn't bother to do such a thing .

The only thing I remember is that not long ago, when the fairy left, she was dressed very neatly, and she was full of the charm of the fairy family. She saluted him slightly: "Sword Immortal." Then she stepped on the cloud and disappeared.

"Changxiu." Someone called him, and his memory was suddenly brought back 100 years ago.

That day when he had just ascended to the Heaven Realm, he was receiving the canonization in the Lingxiao Palace. When the etiquette was in progress, a white shadow rushed in. He looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, but his temper was not very good.Then came in a red-clothed man, handsome and extravagant, different from the young man, just entered the hall and saluted.

"who."

The Jade Emperor smiled instead of anger: "Xuan'er, he is a sword fairy."

The man froze for a moment, stared at him, and asked after a long time: "Sword Immortal?" After that, he sat down without saying a word.

It has been more than ten years since I spoke to him again.

One day, he was at Nantianmen, and saw this man, the second prince, Mo Xuan, whom he had learned from the immortals.The young man was very good-looking, with a kind of domineering spirit, which was different from ordinary people.Zhanxiu saw the boy coming to him: "Zhanlu, why do you still want to be a sword fairy! Why!"

He was at a loss and could only say, "Second prince, I am Zhanxiu."

"I know! I'm asking about the soul in your soul! Why did you return to the heaven even though your soul was gone!" Zhanxiu couldn't understand, so he had to look at this person and said in a daze: "Second prince, What's the matter?" He didn't even realize that, deep in his soul, there was really such a touch.

"Forget it, there is only one soul left, how do you answer me!" After that, Xuan also sat down where Zhan Xiu had just sat, and said, "I remember, your name is Yuwen Changxiu."

Wei Wei was taken aback, Xiu himself was stunned, Yuwen Changxiu, yes, this is his name, but I don’t know how long it has been since anyone called him that.It used to be "Big Senior Brother", then "Sect Leader", and now "Zhanxiu", none of them are the "Yuwen Changxiu" who is called "Yuwen Changxiu" by the person in front of him.

"Ah."

The boy stared at him for a long time and said, "My name is Mo Xuan."

I didn't have any more words, just sat with him. In the next few days or years, the two often sat together in a daze, but sometimes Mo Xuan would talk.

"Zhanlu also likes to sit here with a sword in his arms. Every time I ask him, he doesn't say anything."

"Who is Zhan Lu?" After staying with Mo Xuan for a long time, Xiu gradually got used to the existence of such a person.

"The last sword fairy." Xuan sighed, "I died of love." Seeing Xiu's puzzled eyes, he said again, "I descended to the mortal world more than 200 years ago, fell in love with mortals, did not repent, and finally lost my soul."

"What did the second prince say that I have his soul in my soul?" Xiu couldn't understand the three words "death to love", because he didn't know what love was.

"I don't know, I think there is, that's it." Zhan Xiu suddenly felt that the second prince was so capricious, so he couldn't help laughing.

"What is a sword fairy?"

"It's very simple, the person who came up from the cultivation of immortals, or himself is a sword."

"I am the former..."

"Zhan Lu is the latter." Xuan said here, feeling sad, "Such a cold sword will be moved by a person, a love." Xuan sneered, "Grandma hopes that there will be no more sword immortals in this heaven Changxiu, do you know that the sword immortals of all ages have all died of love! Without exception!"

Zhanxiu smiled back, and said, "Maybe it was an accident."

Xuan stared at him, lowered his eyes for a long time: "I hope."

The relationship between the two got better after sitting together in a daze and chatting for a long time. In the blink of an eye, it has been 100 years...