Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Under the sky and above the high cliffs, there was overwhelming thunder coming.

In the midst of the thunderstorm, what was about to be destroyed was a catastrophe, but Chu You was unexpectedly calm, and even had the leisure to grab a handful of tiny thunder flowers and put them in the palm of his hand.

The bloodline of misfortune is almost invincible in the world.

However, as long as it is born in this world, how can there be no natural enemy nemesis?

Even if it is passed down from ancient times, it has been infinitely deified and infinitely feared, and it will still retreat involuntarily when facing the sky thunder.

Chu You could even perceive the origin of the disaster that was weakened by the thunder.

What a good opportunity, he thought quietly.

Maybe I can take this opportunity to get rid of the troublesome blood in my body.

If other people knew Chu You's thoughts, they might think that he lost his mind after being hit too hard by Tianlei, and became a complete lunatic.

Only Chu You knew that he couldn't be sober at the moment.

Chu You knew in his heart how much benefit the disaster brought him.

However, in just a few months, Misfortune changed him from a worthless and meager boy to a truly famous man in the world, and he is also qualified to stand on the clouds and overlook the world.

Chu You even thanked the blood of Shi Shi.

Because compared to the benefits brought to him by the disaster, the pain he paid, the pain of being invaded by the evil spirit day and night, and the struggle on the verge of being possessed by the evil spirit, are all insignificant costs.

So he didn't have any insane obsession that he had to fight against the bloodline of the disaster.

It's just that he is no longer that young man with no bargaining chips who can't choose where he was born or where he will go.

When holding the bloodline of disaster in the hand, and holding enough power to make people feel moved, it is always inevitable to be greedy again.

For example, Chu You at this moment.

He was caged under the light of thunder, and a thought came to him naturally:

Can I try to use the thunder calamity to get rid of the blood of the disaster?

Can I try to get rid of the pushing hands in the game, get rid of Xiao Yao's covetousness, get rid of the hatred of the world, and start over again?

Even if he started with nothing, Chu You would be happy.

Because that is truly living for yourself.

Every step he took, he followed his heart and went in the direction he wanted.

As Chu You lowered his eyes, more and more auras of misfortune came to his fingertips.

The Yin spirit in his body that had been suppressed by him for a long time finally exhausted his last bit of strength to speak out, agitated, his voice hoarse and restless: "Are you crazy??? You think that you have given up the golden cicada, the blood of disaster, to get rid of your shell, what are you left with?"

Since Yin Ling was fused into the soul by Chu You, he has been playing games with his soul to see who can overwhelm the other and gain control of the bloodline of disaster.

It's a pity that Yin Lingkong is full of ideas and ambitions, but has been suppressed by Chu You and has no strength to speak.

It's really embarrassing.

Chu You let out a long breath of relief.

If someone was close to him, he might be surprised to find that this perennially stern young man now has a rare gentle and relaxed attitude.

Chu You had never had a good word with Yin Ling, and he was always full of suspicion, fear and precaution.

His current change is not because he intends to let go of his prejudices and play the game of turning enemies into friends and meeting frankly with Yin Ling.

It was Chu You who knew that in this protracted contest, he had really won, and let it go.

So Yin Ling can no longer be an opponent for him to face.

"I know."

How can the golden cicada be so willing to let go of the bloodline of the misfortune when it escapes its shell, and how can Tianlei be so easy to deceive?

Unless he is willing to give up his whole body of cultivation that is closely related to the bloodline of disaster, and is willing to suffer heavy injuries and start over from scratch.

"But I still have myself."

Worse than starting all over again.

This is much better than all the situations he has experienced, where he can't help himself.

At least it is his will, or he can go by himself.

"Chuyou!!!"

Yin Ling's voice was exasperated: "The bloodline of Huoshi has been passed down for a long time, and there is no one who has ever tried to destroy the bloodline of Huoshi. There is only a host that the bloodline of Huoshi doesn't recognize. Are you going to be the sinner?"

"Then I'll be the first."

The voice suddenly became sharp, as if screaming hysterically: "I don't agree!"

Chu You's expression returned to indifference.

His aura gradually weakened, but people couldn't ignore it at all.

When Yin Ling looked at him, he suddenly felt startled.

It feels as if it sees the incomparably magnificent and gorgeous sacred mountains and long rivers, fairy palaces and cold terraces, and the immaculate immortals who live high in them, which are decorated in the eyes of ordinary people.

No matter what, they are all superior and can judge life and death indifferently.

"It's not up to you."

It is indeed unavoidable.

Because the origin of the blood of the disaster was pulled out by Chu You, the Yin spirit was dizzy and lost all its consciousness.

Before it completely lost consciousness, it always felt as if it saw a red-clothed corner rushing towards it.

The light of the knife is like snow shattering thunder.

And Hongyi went to Gaoya alone.

Ye Feizhe clearly brought a man as big as Xiao Yao, but the first time anyone saw him, they would only see him in a red suit and a knife, reflected under the gray sky, resisting the bright thunder, but also Standing on the blood-brown soil.

Intense and colorful, thrilling.

"A Zhe!"

When calling out this name at such a time, Chu You only felt his heart beat twice faster involuntarily, and even his voice was filled with two points of surprise that was rare in a century.

He didn't even have time to think about the thunder rushing towards him: "Why did you come here?"

Chu You had no time to listen, nor what Ye Feizhe had to say.

For the first time in his life, he felt a little regret, a little fear.

His idea of ​​completely destroying Huo Shi's bloodline through the thunder calamity is bold, and if he is not careful, he can die under the thunder calamity.

But Chu You is not afraid either.

He has lived these 18 years, the most contemptible thing, and the most tolerant thing is his own life and death.

The bet he made on his own decision, whether he survived the thunder disaster by chance or left no bones, was his due ending, and Chu You could accept it calmly.

But Ye Feizhe couldn't do it.

There was a slight overlap and tremor in his voice with that impotent and furious ghost: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Thanks to the deafening thunder, Ye Feizhe could hear what he was saying clearly.

Ye Fei waved his sleeves and drew out the sword, the thunder rustled under his blade like falling flowers, no matter how big or big the bluffing momentum was, it all returned to dust in the end.

He picked out the last ray of thunder, and finally had a moment of respite under the storm of thunder.

Ye Fei smiled at Chu You.

No matter how powerful a person is, if he climbs the high cliff directly through the thunderstorms, he still has to carry a burden, and his appearance will not be so neat and beautiful.Ye Feizhe also had black hair and disheveled hair, and the corners of his clothes were stained with dust.

However, when he smiled, his divine light shone brightly. It was a beauty that was different from the thunder in the sky, but it was the same shocking soul, and he forgot to say:

"It's not very scary, at least compared to it, I'm more afraid of your death."

After Ye Feizhe climbed the mountain and Chu You pulled out the blood of misfortune, the second round of thunder came down from the sky, and there was a little time between the two of them to talk calmly.

As soon as Ye Feizhe finished speaking, he asked abruptly, "Chu You, do you believe me?"

This is actually a very broad empty statement.

What is the degree of trust, what kind of things must be entrusted to be considered trust, and what kind of things must be done to be considered trust?

Chu You answered without hesitation, without blinking his eyes: "I believe."

Just one word, powerful.

"That's good, it's not in vain. I brought Xiao Yao here on purpose."

Only then did Chu You notice Xiao Yao behind Ye Fei.

Probably because she really realized the reason for the imminent disaster, she buried her head very low, and curled up her body. She no longer saw the look of bright eyes looking forward and laughing, but she cowered pitifully and hatefully.

Chu You had thought many times what his mother would look like if she wasn't so weak.

After thinking about it, I can't escape the cliche words of lightness, beauty, dignity and generosity.

I never thought it would be like this...

Hateful.

"There is something I must tell you."

Ye Fei turned back and wiped the back of the knife with the back of his hand, reflecting his gloomy eyes, and spoke quickly: "I know Xiao Yao is your mother, and he is kind to you, but this person, even if you stop me, Even if they turn against each other, as long as I have breath in the future, I will definitely kill."

"I've always said that I'll do what I say."

Chu You nodded and said, "Okay."

Now when it comes to Xiao Yao, his heart has returned to a calm state again, without much ups and downs.

Before the thunder tribulation, Chu You let Xiao Yao go once, as a repayment of Xiao Yao's kindness to him, and also said that if Xiao Yao did something again, he would meet him as an enemy.

The thunder calamity this time was thanks to Xiao Yao, if Chu You survived the thunder calamity, he would go to Xiao Yao to settle the debt.

Just for the sake of the past, Xiao Yao's life will not be completely killed.

Ye Feizhe seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his smile deepened: "That's good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blade appeared!

No one thought that Ye Feizhe could turn his face when he said that he would turn his face when the smile was still on his lips, and violently drew his knife.

Tianlei noticed that someone wanted to interfere.

Under the sky, on the thick soil, it is black and white;

How can mortals be allowed to speak their beaks, how can mortals be allowed to intervene?

So the cloud became darker and the thunder became brighter.

The thunder, which was supposed to come down in a few breaths, followed the sudden change of the sky, and the whistling hurricane struck down head and face, like a dragon bending down, rolling down.

As we all know, the space where the thunder stopped in the thunder calamity is the vitality of the practitioners who cross the calamity to pay close attention to adjusting their breath and whether they can survive this thunder.

Ye Feizhe threw out his sword, angering Tianlei, and made it clear that he would kill two with one kill.

He can put his own life and death aside, what about Chu You's?

Ye Feizhe fought against Lei Ting all the way, and at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little tired and exhausted.

This exhaustion is quickly replaced by anger, which burns out.

When he was full of energy and blood, the first thing he recalled was the bold words and lofty ambitions he made when he first came to Xuanshan Mountain, which haunted him for half his life.

"I want to practice the fastest, strongest, and sharpest sword in the world."

fastest.

Where the sharp blade passed by, the surrounding air was distorted into faint ripples, like flying stars tearing through the air with flowing fire.

the strongest.

There are thousands of sword styles and sword intentions. Ye Feizhe can only think of the simplest straight cut, horizontal cut, and flat cut.

Countless knife shadows turned into countless knives, knives turned into shadows, shadows turned into knives, and the brilliant light could compete with thunder.

In the end, the thunder was cut under the light of the knife, and the falling light and shadow fragments were like falling stars.

sharpest.

Ye Feizhe was only one foot away from Chu You.

He was not far away from Chu You before.

The distance that can be reached in two steps normally, Ye Feizhe endured the wrath of the sky, the thunder and lightning, and countless knives to get there.

There is only one foot left.

Ye Feizhe stopped suddenly.

Those sword lights, which were tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, gradually ceased to be noisy, and as his saber movement stopped abruptly, they gradually faded behind Ye Feizhe.

Seeing the light and shadow fade, seeing the mirror and the moon.

Ye Fei shook his wrist, the blade of the blade made a clear sound, and the momentum of the blade followed!

The tens of thousands of knives he sent out turned into one knives.

The sharpest knife.

After crossing the majestic thunder of heaven and the insurmountable will of heaven, he came into contact with Chu You.

If it was normal, Chu You might still have room to react.

But at this moment, nearly [-]% of his destructive blood has been withdrawn by himself, let alone counterattacking back, whether he can save himself from Ye Fei's knife is mysterious enough.

So he could only watch as Ye Feizhe took away his troubled blood.

At the same time, Ye Feizhe said: "The method I'm going to use next is not only not upright, but also despicable and shameless."

After all, Ye Feizhe put himself in his shoes and thought that if he survived the thunder calamity, he would rather die under the thunder calamity than ask someone else to be his substitute, and then live on his own.

Even if that person is his enemy.

Ye Feizhe suddenly sighed very slightly: "So I will not ask you to agree with me by saying that you deserve it, nor will you kidnap you by saying that I am doing it for your own good."

"After this lightning calamity, you can think of me whatever you like, hate me, hate me, hate me, whatever you want."

"But no matter what you think, I will always do this."

Sensing the aura of misfortune in his hand, Lei Ting went crazy and threw Ye Feizhe on him like he didn't want money.

But after doing this, Ye Feizhe is more open-minded than Lei Ting.

The thunder is crazy, Ye Feizhe is crazier than it, and the thunder is fierce, Ye Feizhe is stronger than it when he draws the knife.

After all, he was still in front of Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao stared wide-eyed, looking at the group of troublesome bloodlines that he once planned in every possible way and could only wish for, but now he can't avoid.

She is naturally close to the blood of Huo Shi, and when he saw Xiao Yao, the blood of Huo Shi slowly penetrated into the marrow of her meridians.

The thunder stopped suddenly.

If there is something that the Dao of Heaven hates, it is that it is unreasonable and treats everyone equally.

If there is something good about the way of heaven, it is also unreasonable and treats everyone equally.

Its Thunder Tribulation is only aimed at the disasters of the world, the things that offend its rules, and things that shouldn't live in this world.

So when Huo Shi changed someone else, Lei Jie immediately turned around.

Under the thunder light, Xiao Yao's cheeks were so pale that there was no blood, almost as dead.

Ye Feizhe looked at her and became interested in talking

"I said this just to confuse my own selfish desires. I dare not talk about cause and effect, let alone say that I am doing justice for the heavens, punishing evil and promoting good."

Xiao Yao wanted to scold him.

But her teeth were chattering constantly, and she couldn't swear a word.

She saw the strange calmness in the young man's eyebrows and eyes, which was not in line with the frivolity and gorgeousness of his appearance and clothing. It seemed that he had been immersed in the world of mortals for many years and practiced outside the mountains for hundreds of years.

"But I think as long as you don't do certain things, as long as you still have a trace of conscience, you won't end up where you are today."

"Do you regret it?"

Of course I regret it.

There was deep regret in Xiao Yao's eyes, and he clasped his fingers tightly on the hard stones on the ground, ignoring that his flesh was bloody and his nails were cracked:

"I just hate that when I was young, I believed Xiao Jianyu's nonsense and gave birth to such a freak."

If you can do it all over again.

Then she must choose to be her Patriarch's daughter peacefully and not to gamble on the illusory Transcending Tribulation Ascension.

After hearing half of the words, Ye Feizhe didn't want to listen anymore.

The regret that Xiao Yao said was not the same as the regret he wanted to know.

He was a little bored by Chu You.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Yao never had any sincerity towards Chu You.

Even if it is a sincere regret.

Lei Guang drowned out all Xiao Yao's resentment and regret.

She is not like Chu You, who is the destined host of disasters, nor is she like Ye Feizhe, who is so vulnerable under the thunder.

The thunderclouds dissipated, and the sky was clear for the first time, as if everyone present let go of their hearts.

However, Ye Feizhe frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

He couldn't tell what was wrong for a while, and he couldn't think of any mistakes or omissions that he hadn't noticed, so he didn't care about it for the time being, and planned to return the disaster blood left by Xiao Yao to Chu You.

"Host wait!"

It was the long-lost system that was talking, as if it was afraid that Ye Feizhe would do something wrong, it said quickly: "The bloodline of disaster can't be given to the hero!"

Hearing this, Ye Fei raised his eyebrows slightly.

He probably understood a little bit what was wrong that he had ignored.

Seeing that Ye Feizhe slowed down his movements, the system explained to him in detail: "The world where the host lives is different from the world in the original book. The biggest difference is the hero's use of the blood of disaster."

"In the original book, the male protagonist is very restrained, and will never use it until the last moment, so he doesn't need to bear too much backlash from the blood of the disaster, and there is no danger along the way."

"But this one here is different. He started to use the bloodline of misfortune from the very beginning when his foundation was weak. Of course, the backlash he incurred was very obvious. The next catastrophe is a part of the backlash."

Ye Feizhe listened to it patiently, and Fang asked: "That is to say, if the blood of misfortune is on Chu You's body for one day, the catastrophe will follow like a shadow."

The system answered yes uneasily, probably because it was afraid that Ye Feizhe would hit someone suddenly.

Ye Feizhe had never seen such a thunderous person in his life.

Even his master who was once the Lord of Heaven's Punishment, who was in charge of the Thunder of Heaven's Punishment, was nothing compared to Chu You's ability to summon thunder.

Ye Feizhe continued to ask: "What if the blood of the disaster is not there?"

He had some guesses in his mind, but Ye Feizhe didn't dare to take the slightest risk on this matter.

"If there is no repression of the blood of the disaster, the hero will be backlashed by evil spirits and die suddenly."

The system became quieter.

It held out a strong breath, and finished what it needed to say: "The male protagonist also wanted to use the thunder disaster to completely destroy the blood of Huo Shi just now. Fortunately, the host stopped him, otherwise the male protagonist would really have no life."

Even if you keep the blood of disaster, it is just the difference between chronic poison and severe poison.

Ye Feizhe suppressed a savage anger in his heart.

It's my own fault.

What Chu You had to face was a narrow escape, and the path he walked out in the original book was the only chance of survival.

In the end, he was cut by his own hands.

Fortunately, Ye Fei has lived for hundreds of years and knows that anger can't solve any problems.

He restrained his emotions and nodded slightly with great restraint: "I see, thank you."

Ye Feizhe recalled a conversation he had with Liang Xichi.

Everything in the world has a cause and an effect.Before, Chu You only took the result and did not give the cause, so he should repay the cause of the evil spirit and the thunder and catastrophe.

In the final analysis, it was because when Chu You first merged with the disaster world, he had built a foundation and cultivated himself, which was not enough to bear the karma brought about by the disaster world.

The system asked him anxiously: "Does the host have a way?"

"There is."

Ye Feizhe said: "In the final analysis, Chu You's problem lies in his initial cultivation, which is not enough to bear the backlash of evil spirit."

"Since he's not enough, I'll take care of him for what I'm going to do next. My cultivation level, which is close to crossing the catastrophe, is probably enough to bear the retribution for Chu You."

Ye Feizhe's expression remained the same, and he suddenly didn't realize what shocking words he said.

Speaking of this, he even smiled slightly: "Unexpectedly, the first method and the second method that Xiao Yao mentioned just now to strip off the blood of disaster, but now I have to use it on myself."

During the time he was talking to the system, no one saw that something was wrong with Ye Feizhe.

Lei Jie shocked them too much, and Ye Feizhe's courage was too great. With the combination of the two, in the eyes of everyone, it was only natural for Ye Feizhe to lose his composure for a while after the thunder disaster ended.

"A Zhe."

Ye Feizhe heard a slightly hoarse voice, and fell into Chu You's arms in an instant.

The young man hugged him tightly and buried his head in his neck, it was self-evident that he was worried about gains and losses.

After burying it for a long time, Chu You murmured, "Why did you come?"

Even if the thunder disaster passed, he still couldn't imagine it.

If Ye Feizhe had something wrong with him——

Ye Feizhe let him hug him, comforting Chu You gently: "I'm fine."

As he spoke, his fingers lightly landed on Chu You's neck, as if to comfort him.

It was also the most deadly acupoint on Chu You's body that connected all the meridians without any trace.

Even Chu You himself didn't think about why Ye Feizhe pressed here.

When stripping off the blood of Huo Shi, the most important and crucial point is that Huo Shi himself needs to be defenseless.

The same is true for stripping the evil spirit that has the same origin as the blood of the disaster.

Ye Feizhe had teased that Shi Shi was not a fool before, unless he died, how could he be unsuspecting to those who coveted his blood.

He didn't want this to happen to him.

Chu You heard Ye Feizhe in his arms softly say: "The bloodline of misfortune—"

Just when everyone thought that Ye Feizhe would say something like returning to Zhao, fortunately not humiliating his life.

Ye Feizhe suddenly laughed.

His eyes are astonishingly bright, and the corners of his raised lips are hooked with endless ambitions, showing endless beauty:

"I'll accept everything, but it's disrespectful."

At this time, Chu You was startled to realize that the bloodline of misfortune and the sinister energy in his body had disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing but cultivation base, reminding Chu You that it was not a dream he had. .

The whole place was silent.

No one dared to speak at such an embarrassing time.

Only the system coughed twice, and boldly reminded Ye Feizhe: "Host, your task is completed."