Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

Xiao Jianyu watched with satisfaction as the black mist spread like water, dyeing the sky above the abyss with a dark and depressing color of madness.

Now that what he wanted to do was done, Xiao Jianyu naturally stopped staying, turned around and left, intending to stay away from the abyss, a place of right and wrong, so as not to ruin his life in it.

Suddenly, Xiao Jianyu's eyes widened, full of disbelief!

He was grabbed by the ankle by the black mist and was firmly shackled in place.

"Why... why?"

Xiao Jianyu swallowed, and asked nervously: "I let you out, wouldn't it be good for you to harm others? Why did you do it to me?"

As he spoke, he was a little annoyed.

This black mist is too blind to see!I can't even recognize the identity of my future protagonist, let's see how I can tidy it up in the future to make it look good.

"Since you know that my name is Disaster, I am naturally someone who will harm everyone, how could you have the idea that I will let you go?"

On the contrary, Hei Wu asked him strangely, and laughed hoarsely: "You came just in time."

Xiao Jianyu's spine was subconsciously shivered by its laughter!

Hei Wu said: "Originally in the arrangement of fate, I shouldn't have woken up so early. I didn't accumulate enough strength, nor was I awakened by enough resentment."

As he said that, the black mist gradually condensed and surrounded Xiao Jianyu, making him sweat inexplicably with white hair, feeling as if he was being watched by a pair of bottomless eyes.

Hei Wu chuckled happily, and continued: "But you came, broke the arrangement of fate, and woke me up more than 100 years in advance."

"However, the conservation of fate, it is you who broke fate and awakened me more than 100 years in advance, which caused my lack of strength. Naturally, you will make up for it and make up for my shortcomings."

Xiao Jianyu's pupils suddenly constricted.

He understood what the black fog meant.

More than 100 years later, Chu You was pushed to the extreme, desperate, and unwilling to die, turned into the most ordinary handful of dust that people trampled on, so he came under the abyss and awakened the disaster.

From then on, he walked in the world of misfortune, bringing disasters of divination to the world, until he met the male protagonist in the original book. After the two fought desperately, Chu You was finally eliminated by the male protagonist. , the world is finally peaceful.

This is the plot in the original book, and it is also the original trajectory of fate.

But he crossed over.

I tried to kill Chu You time and time again, but the result was too much. Instead, Ye Feizhe noticed him, accepted him as a junior, and brought him back to Xuanshan, which prevented him from going dark.

He wanted to get rid of Ye Feizhe's troubles, so he came to the abyss, wanted to use a knife to kill people, and use the power of disaster to achieve his goal. As a result, he woke up more than 100 years earlier, which caused the power of disaster to be far inferior to that in the original book. sufficient.

Hei Wu said, "Fortunately, you are here."

"Although you have nothing to recommend you, and you are a bit useless, but fortunately, you have extraordinary characteristics. On the one hand, you are a destined person, and on the other hand, you have the power to transcend time and space. It can also compensate for my awakening more than 100 years earlier."

Xiao Jianyu squirmed his lips twice, trying to speak, but his heart was ashamed, and he couldn't make any sound at all.

How ridiculous, he, a pretentious time traveler, he, the hero who is destined to stir up a world in the world of cultivating immortals, was mentioned in the black mist tone, as casually as if he was mentioning a small reptile.

What's even more frightening is that the black mist is not ignorant, it clearly knows its own identity and its special features.

But when it mentioned itself, it still regarded itself as a little reptile not worth mentioning.

Xiao Jianyu suddenly felt that he had a little understanding of the saying that under the law of heaven, all living beings are equal.

Because all living beings are pawns of the Dao of Heaven, they are naturally equal.

What role to play, what role to play, whether to be rich or poor, to be outstanding or to be mediocre, all these are secretly determined by the Dao of Heaven.

Anyway, it can't hinder the operation of the heaven it arranges.

Also naturally equal.

They are all pawns, they are all tool people, so why talk about equality?

It's a pity that Xiao Jianyu understood too late.

The black mist not only surrounded him, but also grabbed his ankles.It spread layer by layer, swallowing Xiao Jianyu's entire package, and the voice was still smiling:

"Although there was an accident in the arrangement of fate, although it was more than 100 years earlier, but thank you for your help, the unworldly disaster that this world is about to experience has been brought exactly as it was."

The black mist that enveloped Xiao Jianyu and was too thick to dissolve dispersed like water. The place where Xiao Jianyu was originally standing was empty, as if no one had ever been here.

How ridiculous, how pitiful, how hateful.

The self-proclaimed extraordinary child of destiny is only controlled by the way of heaven, and can be discarded at any time, and can be used to sew and mend the chess pieces of destiny.

It is the most ridiculous thing that Xiao Jianyu relies on, so that he is protected by the destiny.

Destiny does not favor anyone, it only runs according to the trajectory it wants.

The six evil stars not far from the black mist looked at all this with cold eyes, and the light shone slightly.

At the same time, the black mist flourished, slipped away silently, and spread across every corner of the abyss.

Even...spread to the upper level...

******

Ye Fei folded to the bottom of the abyss.

When he came, there was no black mist, only the six evil stars flickering at the end, like a bright lamp burning in the endless night.

Before Ye Feizhe came here, he had a general understanding of the six evil stars that accompanied the world, and he was quite vigilant when he saw it. Qiantuiyou was full of sword energy, as if he was ready to give the six evil stars a blow or two at any time.

Liu Xixing looked a little funny, and calmly told Ye Feizhe, "You don't have to be so vigilant against me."

Ye Fei ignored it.

Six Evil Stars continued without any fluctuation: "After all, what you have to deal with is the disaster world, and I am the one who will help you deal with the disaster world."

It concludes without any waves: "This is fate."

Ye Feizhe finally took a look at it, and stated: "As far as I know, the six evil stars are born against the world."

In other words, anyone can believe in fate, but the Six Fiends don't.

"Is such that."

Liu Xiexing didn't feel offended, nor was he irritated: "Maybe after hearing the story I'm going to tell you, you will understand."

It told Ye Feizhe the original story of Xiao Jianyu.

Whether it's the Xiao Jianyu in the original book, or the Xiao Jianyu who has been swallowed up by the world now.

Ye Feizhe listened more and more deeply, especially when it came to the part about Chu You, Liu Xiexing looked at his raised brows, and almost felt that he was going to denounce absurdity in the next moment.

But Ye Feizhe didn't after all.

After all, the Mahayana at its peak, in the abyss, the place closest to the origin of heaven and earth, was seen through by the six evil stars, and based on his own spirituality, Ye Feizhe could tell whether what the six evil stars said was true or not.

Finally, Ye Fei blinked his eyes, gathered all the joy and anger in his eyes, and said indifferently: "I don't believe in fate."

In other words, he doesn't believe in the so-called untimely disaster, and he doesn't believe that Chu You will go to a disaster.

In this kind of place, he is like a ray of light coming in from the morning glow. In the wandering light and shadow, there are almost illusory hopes and beauty flowing.

The Six Evil Stars sympathized and said: "I didn't believe in fate at first, so I pursued the ultimate power in an attempt to break the shackles of fate on me. For this reason, I became the Six Evil Stars and accumulated a lot of unwillingness. The resentment from the same source creates misfortune for the world. And now the misfortune breaks free from the shackles and harms the world."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is where the destiny lies, and it cannot be escaped or hidden."

"Even disbelief in fate is a kind of destiny arrangement."

Ye Feizhe nodded simply: "It makes sense."

"If it was normal, I would probably be very interested in cursing this bastard with you for [-] rounds, but today is different, the time is urgent. I have learned the ins and outs of the disaster, so I should start to solve it without delay. "

"No, you shouldn't."

The Six Fiends sighed: "What you should do is to wait for the misfortune of the world to kill many people. Among them, there are many mahayana arrogances, and there are also some empresses who are in charge of the family. Like a real hero who saves people from fire and water, go to rescue the suffering. After an arduous struggle, he won the admiration of everyone in the world of cultivating immortals, with boundless scenery, and successfully ascended."

"Shit."

Ye Fei scolded.

His expression was calm, his tone was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest curse: "The real hero who saves people will not arrive at the last moment, nor will he arrive when many people have died and things are irreparable. "

"Although I can't be called a hero who saves people from fire and water, as a fairy head, if someone has to die, then I should be the first to die."

The sound of the wind whizzed past the ears, and the thousand-year-old worry turned into a stream of light, cutting through the darkness!

Liu Guang paused, and there was a blunt impact sound, like the sword light of Qiantuiyou, hitting the invisible cage.

Liu Xixing looked at him, his tone was compassionate: "It's too late."

"How much damage the world of cultivating immortals suffered more than 100 years later in the original book, the world of cultivating immortals should suffer as much this time."

"The male protagonist in the original book released the misfortune because of his inner demons, and he wanted to die. Then, as his inner demon, as the person who indirectly caused the misfortune to be released, you should take over his responsibility and use his way Get rid of the disaster."

Step by step, it is all calculated by heaven.

Whether it is noble and detached like Ye Feizhe, or extraordinary like Xiao Jianyu, they are all pawns that Tiandao can throw at any time.

Ye Feizhe's sanity gradually blurred with the words of the six evil stars.

Who is not?

Since his birth, his relatives and friends, the experiences he has encountered, and the temperament he has developed are all a thread held in Tiandao's hands.

Thousands of people in the world are thousands of threads in the hands of heaven, staged a series of predetermined joys and sorrows, life is full of flavors.

How many people can accept that their lives are completely controlled by others?

The hand he placed on the hilt of Qiantuiyou's sword became more and more vigorous, and figures flashed through Ye Feizhe's mind one after another.

The Patriarch of the Ye Family, Master, Fang Jianhong, Linyunhe, Huaishuangjian, Jiang Modou, Shao Guguang, Gu Chibi...and——

Chuyou.

Ye Fei folded his hand and slowly let go, not as hard as before.

He finally raised his head calmly, as if nothing had happened: "I want to go out."

Outside his relatives, his friends, and his classmates are all waiting for him to go out.

He wants to go out and meet his friends, relatives, and fellow students.

So he's going out.

That's it.

What is it about destiny, what is about arrangement?

The six evil stars shone brighter, as if they were happy with Ye Feizhe's answer, and said regretfully, "I'm glad to hear you say that, but I'm sorry, I can't help you with anything."

"Because the restriction that traps you is the arrangement of heaven."

How can a person resist the sky?

In the same way, even if Ye Feizhe has cultivated to the extreme, he is still a human being. How can he break the restriction of heaven?

Ye Feizhe nodded: "I know."

In a place where neither he nor the six evil stars could see, dark clouds piled up in the sky, and the electric light was faint.

The vast thunder passed tens of thousands of miles up and down, and went straight down to the depths of the abyss!

Liu Xiexing was so shocked that he stayed where he was, and even forgot to continue to flash the light on his body.

It knew that Ye Feizhe was tough and courageous, and knew that Ye Feizhe would not accept his fate, but it never thought that Ye Feizhe would do this!

He was actually under the abyss, before the time came and his own realm was not enough, he forcibly summoned the thunderbolt, and exchanged his ending of ten deaths under the thunderbolt for a glimmer of life to break the restriction.

Liu Xixing was so shocked that he almost forgot how to speak: "You...you..."

Ye Feizhe is currently under the shroud of thunder.

Such a powerful and bright thunder light can make people look pale, shrinking like a withered leaf in the wind, weak and ugly.

But Ye Feizhe is still beautiful.

He is a unique shining stroke in heaven and earth, with a shocking side, he naturally has the pride that the sun, moon and stars, wind, frost, rain and snow cannot be eroded and changed.

He said lightly: "I said I want to go out."

Therefore, even if there is no life, you have to fight, even if it is a chance of life, you have to fight.

Immortal head promises a thousand gold, not only because of his superior status, there are few things that can't beat him, but also because he will spare no effort to do what he says.

Thunder crashed down.

Under the thunder, Ye Feizhe opened his eyes, and withdrew from the illusion, his fingers were so weak that he could hardly hold the sword hilt, his long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and tears flowed uninterruptedly with the trembling of the long eyelashes.

He rarely, no, it should be said that he never lost his composure like this.

Ye Fei couldn't care less to wipe away his tears, much less to hold the sword hilt tightly to restore his image, so he couldn't stop muttering: "I remember...I remember..."

He indeed summoned Thunder and broke the restriction.

But as Ye Feizhe said, he is not a hero who saves people from fire and water after all.

No matter in Xiao Jianyu's so-called storybook or in the real world, he is not a hero who saves people from fire and water.

The restriction was broken, but the thunder calamity continued. The entire abyss seemed to be split in two by the thunder calamity. It was infinitely vast and infinitely narrow. Under the movement, the demons took refuge one after another. There is no one in the desert.

Nor can it be said that there is no one there.

Ye Feizhe saw Chu You through the thunder light.

A Chu You who was far more vast and far-reaching than usual, and much more unpredictable.

In other words, it is more appropriate and reasonable to say that it is disaster.

Ye Feizhe knew about Chu You's choice and ending in the original book from the Six Evil Stars, and thought about it a lot.

That's okay, Ye Feizhe thought.

This is the first time he knows that Chu You has encountered it before, and will experience it in the future, so many misfortunes and misfortunes, which can be described with all negative words.

Ye Feizhe had known for a long time that Chu You's situation in the Chu family was not good, or even bad.

However, he is a man of gold and jade, who grew up without knowing suffering. What he sees and touches is also the proud son of heaven who does not know suffering.The difference between what Ye Feizhe imagined and what Chu You experienced was so far away from the sky and the earth.

After all, the human heart is made of flesh, not a stone. It cannot be just and indifferent forever.So even if Ye Feizhe knew clearly that Chu You in the original book deserved more than his death, he would still think that he had struggled in the quagmire for so long, and had no one to help him.

So nothing.

As long as Chu You in this world doesn't kill indiscriminately, and doesn't become a disaster for the world, he is his junior brother.As for Chu You in the original book, what does it have to do with his junior brother?

What Ye Feizhe didn't expect was that fate went around in a circle, back to the starting point, and Chu You finally chose to become a disaster for the world.

What should I do now?

Is it righteousness to kill relatives, or is it to kill people with a sword?

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be a third option.

Ye Feizhe's mind was muddled, full of various thoughts.

What's ridiculous is that he almost didn't even hold Chitose You in his hand. He looked around blankly, and what he said was a strong foreigner: "Are you crazy?"

At that moment, Ye Feizhe even had a vague premonition.

Even if Chu You really became the scourge in the original book, and appeared in front of him as a demon full of evil and guilt, he might... It would be difficult for him to truly kill like Chu You.

Not only was Chu You not crazy, but he was quite calm, and said with a smile, "Then senior brother didn't hesitate to summon the Heavenly Thunder, is senior brother crazy?"

He was always tense, and he didn't dare to relax in front of Ye Feizhe. It was rare for him to talk warmly like this.

"How can it be the same?"

Ye Feizhe said without even thinking about it: "I am the head of the fairy, who came to the world in a disaster, but I was trapped by the way of heaven under the abyss. For unreasonable things, I have to go out at all costs."

"Do you want to protect others at all costs?"

Chu You asked a question back, and sighed: "Brother's relatives and friends, the sect of the master, and even the immortal way, are all what the brother wants to protect."

"Senior brother has something that senior brother wants to protect. Although I don't have as many concerns as senior brother, there is indeed something I want to protect."

When he said this, there was no irony, no injustice, and he was stating a fact in a genuine and gentle manner.

Ye Feizhe was born brilliant and grew up in a gentle village with beautiful flowers. Naturally, he wants and protects everything.

Chu You was born withdrawn, so far all he wanted to protect was Ye Feizhe, who was kind to him no matter the cost.

A long time ago, Chu You accepted this fact calmly, without feeling injustice, jealousy, or unequal status between the two.

Because what he was attracted to was the radiant Ye Feizhe.

"so--"

When Chu You said this, he probably felt that he was a little out of control and talked too much, so he smiled and took it with him: "I don't regret it."

He has always been a very reticent person, he is stingy about everything, and has a sense of proportion in everything. He hides all the dark tides in his heart under his indifferent appearance, and is afraid of bringing even a little bit of trouble to others. troubled.

Even if parting is imminent now, it seems that Chu You can't pay two more points of true feelings.

Only holding out a heart is real, it is hot, and the blood is still beating at the fingertips.

"What do you want to do!"

The strings in Ye Feizhe's mind stretched to the extreme with his sound, the sword in his hand was even faster, and he threw it out without thinking.

Fast, must be fast, no, not even fast enough.

Ye Feizhe had no time to think about it, only the word "kuai" was in his eyes.

Because he had a very clear and profound omen in his heart:

If you don't hurry up, it will be too late.

The thunder that is about to fall, the so-called unworldly chaos outside, and the ruthless evolution of destiny's eternal destiny...all were left behind by Ye Fei.

All his wealth and life, all his lingering worries, all his unyielding arrogance, all of them can't be taken care of.

At that moment, Chu You was the only one in his eyes, and the sword was only for Chu You.

Against the backdrop of the thunder that poured down like mountains and seas, Chitose Worry was so small that it was almost nothing, and could easily be ignored.

What cannot be ignored is that wherever it went, the thunder was cut in two lightly, the lower half fell to the ground and was crushed into charred ashes, while the upper half was still hanging in the sky and refused to come down.

Not some magical phantasmagoria.

It's just that it has reached the extreme, and even the thunder and lightning can't easily catch up with the speed.

But no one is as good as God.

Human power is not as good as heaven.

Ye Feizhe was still one step too late.

Chitose Worry cut off all the thunder on his side, and when he turned into a rainbow and headed towards Chu You, he was suddenly submerged under another piece of thunder.

That piece of lightning is more majestic, vaster, and unshakable than Ye Feizhe's Lightning of Transcending Tribulation.

It is the punishment from heaven to punish the world.

Chitose Worry returned to Ye Feizhe's hands.

Looking at him, Liu Xiexing almost had the idea that the next moment Ye Feizhe would flash his red clothes and rush into Lei Jie and Chu You to die together.

To his surprise, Ye Feizhe was surprisingly calm, just stood there motionless, the red clothes seemed to be nailed to death in that place, stained with hot blood.

He watched quietly, regardless of the pain caused by the light of the thunder, he waited until the final sound of the thunder calamity, and under the rolling thunder, there were already scorched ruins and no one left.

Ye Fei folded the sword of Chitose Worry, and saw a face that was extremely tired and unfamiliar.

His brain, which was so strange that it was numb, couldn't help but move. Looking at Chitose You, he felt a momentary confusion of "who is this?".

With the last bit of his strength, he closed his eyes, almost raving: "The disaster... some people are disasters, but Ah You...

It is guardian. "

"He himself voluntarily accepted the blood of the disaster, voluntarily attracted Lei Jie, voluntarily did not resist, for that sentence."

"For what he said, he also has what he wants to protect."

Ye Feizhe could understand all this, and he knew Chu You's painstaking efforts.

It was precisely because he could understand, because he knew it, that Ye Feizhe remained silent and restrained when the thunder disaster was imminent, and just stood by and watched.

In his current state, he rashly mixed into Lei Jie, and there was no other possibility except to die with Chu You.

But how could he die?

He was the one Chu You tried his best to protect with his life.

The world he lives in is one that Chu You will do everything in his power to protect.

How could he die, how could he follow his own will, go to the thunder disaster with Chu You happily, and ask for a clear conscience?

After an unknown period of time, the sky was still dark, and the scarlet on the ground was still like fresh blood rust, but the thundercloud had long since dissipated, as if it had never been here.

Ye Feizhe slowly opened his eyes: "What happened outside?"

His voice was hoarse, and rather than asking questions about the Six Evil Stars, it was more like a self-talk that was almost venting when he was alone:

"Everything is arranged by the Dao of Heaven. How the world of cultivating immortals will be damaged in the original book more than 100 years later, then the world of cultivating immortals will be damaged in the same way now."

"Besides, if nothing happens in the world, even if Ayou wants to die, the way of heaven will not go according to his wish, and send down the heavenly punishment and thunder calamity to make him die."

Speaking of this, Ye Fei's throat was dry, and it seemed that he had spent a lot of effort to squeeze out a few words: "What happened outside?"

In fact, compared to what Ye Feizhe asked, the question "Who is dead outside?" is more accurate, and it can better answer Ye Feizhe's doubts.

But he dared not ask.

The majestic fairy head, the thousand-year-old worry master, unexpectedly there will be things that he dare not do, and there will be a day that he dare not ask.

Liu Xixing asked him hesitantly: "Do you really want to know?"

Its voice sounded very young, with a hint of pity.

Ye Feizhe was silent for a while, before replying: "I have to know."

A mirror of water appeared in front of Ye Feizhe's eyes, it would be full of scars, and all the unwilling, helpless and angry struggles were presented in front of Ye Feizhe.

Many of them were familiar faces.

Ye Feizhe laughed shortly: "It's only been half a day."

"Huo Shiwei can't be like this."

It is always the old enemy who knows the old enemy best.As an old enemy of the Dao of Heaven, the Six Fiends weighed their words and said: "It is the Dao of Heaven that wants to follow the original track. It doesn't care what the power of the disaster is, whether it can achieve this in half a day, it just needs to borrow the misfortune the hand of the world to do what it has foretold.”

"In other words, Misfortune is nothing more than the knife it borrows to kill people."

It is indeed the way of heaven.

Change the knife more than 100 years in advance, and do it yourself if no one is available.

It is worthy of saying that everything is like a humble dog.

Chess pieces and puppets are naturally equal, and they are naturally treated equally.

Ye Fei Zhe ignored the rare eloquence of the Six Evil Stars, and had no time to take into account the sarcasm in his words, and asked in a low voice: "Who else?"

When speaking on weekdays, he is the most unforgiving, the most open-minded and unrestricted.

But at this moment, Ye Feizhe seemed to be afraid of saying one more word, making one more mistake, and even more afraid of mentioning death.

Six evil stars said: "You know."

Even though the water mirror is an illusion and cannot be real, the spiritual intuition of the Mahayana is not fake, and coupled with the hidden cause and effect relationship, Ye Feizhe can tell it by himself.

"I know."

Ye Fei read it again and laughed again.

His eyes were stained with crazy scarlet that was about to drop blood, and the corners of his pale lips were still curved: "Huaishuangjian, Fang Jianhong, Jiang Modou, Shao Guguang..."

Except for the Patriarch of the Ye family who had ascended to the ascension, and Gu Chibi who escaped in the abyss, most of the people Ye Feizhe knew and was close to died in this catastrophe.

He used to be the favored son of heaven, so favored and favored by fate, possessing everything that others can't even dream of, occupying the limelight and glory.

Now fate has taken back all the chips given to him.

It can be regarded as fairness in another sense.

Liu Xiexing watched Ye Feizhe say a name, his eyes turned red, and his fingers trembled even more.

He must be enduring endless pain and suffering.

Six evil stars thought.

It's really strange that at his level, he would be happy and carefree after death, but Ye Feizhe never had the slightest thought of committing suicide from the beginning to the end.

It was strange in its heart, and read out from its mouth: "I thought you were going to die."

As if he was afraid that Ye Feizhe would misunderstand, Liu Xiexing added in an embarrassing way: "Because of the pain."

"Why should I die?"

The corners of Ye Feizhe's mouth were even more curved, and he asked it back.

After all, he is an eternal beauty, even if his smile is full of twisted tyranny and madness, he is still beautiful, like a charming flower blooming in the dark dust:

"Xuanshan is not peaceful, the immortal way is not peaceful, the world is not settled, why should I die?"

"So many of my friends are waiting for me to come back, waiting for a complete and stable ending, why should I die?"

"I haven't witnessed Ah You coming back from the dead, why should I die?"

Liu Xiexing stopped talking and looked at him.

At that moment, it could feel that all the lively, spirited, and youthful living qualities of Ye Feizhe's body were completely removed, leaving a body formed by the accumulation of strong obsessions.

It saw a little shadow of itself from Ye Feizhe.

Their identities, origins, and personalities are not alike, and even their species are different. If there is any similarity, it is probably that little bit of stubbornness and disbelief.

A little bit is enough for Six Fiends to make a decision.

It asked, "Do you want me to go out with you?"

Ye Fei looked at it with raised eyebrows, and answered the wrong question: "You know I don't believe in destiny."

This is the second time he said that in a short period of time.

If the first time was out of a youthful spirit of being stubborn, then the second time was a bloody debt that was truly engraved in the bones and could not be overcome no matter what.

Liu Xixing smiled a little and said, "I don't believe in fate either, so I chose to go out with you."

It turned into a knife and fell into Ye Feizhe's hands.

The blade is slender, the scabbard is black, and the edge is inlaid with gold.

Only the place where the name of the knife should be engraved is blank.

Ye Feizhe: "You don't have a name?"

Six evil stars said: "You can take one now."

"Alright." Ye Feizhe lowered his eyes, stroked the handle of the knife with his fingers, pondered for a while, and then said with a half-sigh:

"That's called injustice."

"Just in the future, Chitose Worry, I won't use it anymore."

It's not that Chitose is not good enough, it's that he is not good enough.

When he named Chitose Worry, he still had a frivolous and proud edge, saying that he wanted to practice the best sword, not only the fastest, the sharpest and the strongest, but also so good that it could cut all the world's Chitose Worry.

He scoffed at the various states of the world, the changes in the world, and the rise and fall of the world, thinking that they were just trivial matters that could be easily resolved under his own sword.

Because Ye Feizhe's wishes in the first half of his life have been fulfilled, and he has never encountered setbacks, so he can make such wild words, let go of such big words, and call himself a sword for thousands of years with peace of mind.

But after today, never again.

Don't dare to cut off the worries of thousands of years old.

Only the world is not fair.

******

Ye Fei turned back to Xuanshan.

It is indeed a group of dragons without a leader, and it is indeed a mess.

When the disciples saw Ye Feizhe, it was as if they had seen the backbone. They threw tears and snot at Ye Feizhe as if begging and complaining for money, almost burying him inside.

He also saw the disciples of the other five sects, and the situation was exactly the same as that of Xuanshan disciples.

Ye Feizhe held the injustice, didn't say anything, and only ordered the disciples of the Immortal Dao to seal the evil spirit, and he personally acted and acted according to his orders.

Sealing and sealing like this, the days gradually calmed down.

Time can heal the pain of losing loved ones and friends, and new young disciples are always emerging to supplement those who have left.

The new generation drowns out the old one.

New heroes replace old legends.

This is how the world has come from generation to generation; time has also run like this from generation to generation.

Ye Feizhe thought while watching with cold eyes.

So when he sealed the last evil spirit, he fell into a demon.

There is no tragic reason to be possessed by demons, nor is there any dilemma of blood and blood feud, nor is there any struggle or loss of depravity.

He just completed the last thing he wanted to do, letting go of one of his wishes in the peace of Xiandao, as easy as letting go of the seat of the fairy head.

It is logical to be enchanted.

Gu Chibi deliberately came here before he fell into a demon, and said something inexplicable: "Going with the sky is not necessarily true."

"Because the way of heaven is not benevolent."

No matter what era, under the law of heaven, bloodshed and casualties are always inevitable.

There is no difference between the blood of Mahayana and the blood of mortals.

There is no difference between the unworldly disasters brought about by disasters and the famine brought by locusts.

In the final analysis, the way of nature is inhumane, and the blood of whoever is shed is not the same.

In the final analysis, you catch up, you happen to be, your life is not good.

Heaven has always been just and ruthless.

Ye Feizhe: "I know."

"But I don't want to go against the wind."

Ever since he came out of the abyss, he seemed to have completely lost his expression of emotion, anger, sorrow, and joy, and his face was full of expressions that were carefully piled up with rich colors.

It is beauty, but that kind of beauty and carefully carved statues are no different from flowers raised in jade pots and phoenix birds embroidered on screens, leaving only the pure beauty like a dead thing, without the slightest vigor and wantonness. The brilliance of extravagance lies.

Gu Chibi shook his head: "I'm not here to persuade you."

She laughed at herself: "What qualifications do I have to persuade you? I even want to be enchanted with you myself."

As the dean of the Great Struggle Academy, and as the two people who were closest to Heaven, she would not be ignorant of the relationship behind the catastrophe.

Ye Feizhe knew that Gu Chibi was not so much here to persuade him as she was here to persuade herself.

"It's right to follow the sky, it's my fault."

He smiled slightly, under the red clothes and black hair, but he had an irresistible demeanor: "Then let me be wrong to the end."

******

Mo Dao ushered in their new master.

The previous demonic way and the immortal way lived in peace for hundreds of years, until the catastrophic world came into being.

As we all know, demon cultivators practice based on evil spirits, and often wander on the verge of losing control. Once disasters appear in the world, they will set a fire on this phenomenon and completely ignite the hidden dangers.

The previous situation that the two ways of immortals and demons did not interfere with the water of the river was broken, and the way of magic once again fell into endless chaos.

Until the current demon king came to this world.

The identity of this demon king is said to be legendary, and it is indeed a legend, which can make people talk about it in teahouses and restaurants for a long time.

He was originally the young master of the Ye family, the first disciple of the Taoist priest, the head of the immortal sect, who turned the tide with his own strength when the immortal way was crumbling.

Such a big man who is at the height of his power in the immortal world gave up the status and glory that he could easily get, and voluntarily fell into the devil.

How much Xiandao used to respect this fairy head, now he hates him so thoroughly.

How much Mo Dao used to be afraid of this fairy head, how much he mocks and ridicules him now.

These are not what Ye Feizhe cares about.

What he cares about is to kill the rebellious demon cultivators, eradicate the evil spirit, and return the demonic way to its former appearance.

There was a lot of killing, and blood flowed like rivers.

At the beginning, when people mentioned the fairy head, they would admire it.Later, when they mentioned Ye Feizhe, the fallen demon, they would hate him.Later, when they mentioned the Demon Lord, there was only one complex sigh.

He killed as many people as he saved.As bright as he is, he will be as cruel as he is.

At the end of the killing, he couldn't even see the injustice, and said tiredly: "I feel like I'm killing so much that the blade of the knife is turning over."

In fact, how can it be so easy to roll the blade of a magic weapon?

Ye Feizhe wiped the blade calmly: "Hurry up."

After wiping, he closed his eyes like he did every night, waiting for a sweet dream to come.

Injustice also asked hesitantly like every night: "Or follow the usual practice?"

It may be really tired of killing people, and it has a bit of nagging elderly attributes, and it is no longer satisfied with simply asking: "You should know that I am transformed from the six evil stars, and I have been with me for many years. I'm like being corroded by evil spirit."

"What's more, you want me to make up dreams for you every day, invisibly deepening the intrusion of evil spirits on you and your attachment to evil spirits."

Having said that, its voice finally became serious: "Ye Feizhe, are you drinking?"