Fu Canglu

Chapter 619 Choice
The time spent walking on the snow field seems endless.

That wooden house is infinitely far away from me.

Yi Xiao didn't know how long she had to go.

His dao heart seemed to be calm, but it was actually in chaos. The turmoil in the soul sea had already aroused an ominous premonition in his heart.

What is going on outside?
Yi Xiao shook his head, trying to get rid of these distracting thoughts and completely clear them from his mind.

In my mind, there is always a purple light and shadow, like a confusing flame, burning weakly and steadily.

The more I want to forget.

The more you can't forget.

The purple light and shadow became more and more clear.

Like a butterfly.

Ups and downs in the heart lake, wanting to fly out of the lake, the fluttering wings were too heavy, so he fell down, Yi Xiao covered his forehead with his hands in pain, trying his best to keep Dao heart stable.

All the mental methods stored by Zhu Lianxiang have long been forgotten, but the "Forgetting Myself Sutra" that has changed the most about myself, one after another, the small Sanskrit texts, returning to the original, flowing in the blood, blocked above the heart lake, like a thin layer Thin golden mist, one chain after another lay across the heart lake, blocking all turmoil.

forget me
forget me
In the broken thoughts, the purple butterfly that was about to leap out and jump out of the surface of the heart lake, its wings touched the golden chain of the "Forgetful of Self" Sutra, and there was a thunderbolt at the contact point, and there was a crackling sound. The purple butterfly struggled in pain, its wings were shattered by the lightning strike, its blood evaporated, and it was filled with scarlet in the golden mist.

It fell completely.

The butterfly gave up all struggle.

In Yi Xiao's mind, the purple light and shadow became blurred and dimmed.

"She" can no longer affect his state of mind.

Wait for "her"?
Yi Xiao was a little confused, the purple shadow in the heart lake was soaked in the clear lake water, the purple clothes were rolled up, but the body fell down.

It was a figure.

Yi Xiao wanted to reach out and grab her hand, but the golden chains slammed loudly, intertwined and spread, and the thunder was dense.

Back to reality in an instant.

lightning flash

Yi Xiao opened his eyes, his fingertips bounced away because of the severe pain, and he fell backwards, landing on the snowy ground.

The thunder that pierced through the ground barely disappeared until now, and the daylight of the whole world suddenly left. The small hall fell to the ground, with both hands propped on the ground, and the outstretched hand had a faint burnt smell on the tip of the index finger. The skin was torn apart, and the blood had been burned away by high temperature.

In front of his eyes, the white thunder light was still suspended above the visual network.

After slowly disappearing, a shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

A shadow in front of him that was tall enough to prevent the violent snow energy from hitting him.

It is the shadow of the cabin.

When did you come here?

Is it time to forget me?
still?

In the heart lake, painful memories are about to emerge, and the sound of rattling chains resounds again.

Yi Xiao stood up again.

He looked at the wooden house, standing under the shade, all the wind and snow, all the hustle and bustle seemed to be far away from him.

The door of the wooden house was firmly closed, and the handle on the door still had a jumping thunder and a faint smell of blood.

Yi Xiao stretched out his hand again.

There was a voice that slowly echoed in the shaking symphony of the heart lake chains.

"Do you crave power?"

His Highness stopped the hand that was about to push the wooden house away.

His finger hovered over the doorknob, and the jumping thunder flashed for a moment, and the sound in the wooden house paused slightly.

"I think you know me."

That voice was hoarse, tired, and old.

He said softly: "I know all your thoughts, all your motives will soon be known to you, and I am not lying."

After Yi Xiao heard the voice, she didn't speak, but kept silent and looked at the wooden house. The thick darkness overflowed from the gap of the window and spread out like a tide.

He stood behind the wooden house, and the whole snow field seemed to be no longer what it was before.

Wisp after strand of darkness, like long hair untied hairpin, the waterfall spread out, fell to the ground, and spread towards the surroundings.

The wooden house is the center of the circle.

The world is like a night of paint.

The sound of footsteps came from the wooden house, and Yi Xiao stood silently opposite the door, he could hear every step forward, even the frequency and size were so familiar.

The man came to his door just like that.

He said, "You want to open this door and come into the house. Take that sword, don't you?"

Yi Xiao took a deep breath.

He didn't want to pay attention to the voice behind the door any more, and shook his five fingers downward.

"Clap" sound.

Before Yi Xiao could move, the wooden door was pulled open by the person behind it.

That dark figure leaned sideways, opened the door of the wooden house, and slowly stood opposite Yi Xiao, looking at each other.

Countless thunder lights flowed between the cracks in the door.

Even if there is no door that substantially obstructs it, it still blocks the contact between the two people.

Yi Xiao looked at the other end of the door.

A corner of the lotus robe flitted out, crossed the boundary of the door, was cut by the thunder light, and was cut into nothingness.

At the other end of the door, there is a young man in lotus clothes with a haggard appearance. His eyes are tired, slumped, and painful, and they are sunken. When he laughs, his flesh is pulled. He doesn't look handsome, but looks like a walking dead .

A white scarf was tied around his wrist.

Yi Xiao was silent and didn't speak.

"The reason why I know you is because I am you."

"Or, I am the 'last you'."

The skinny man at the other end of the door said softly: "I forgot everything and arrived at the wooden house. I want to pick up that sword and break through the sea of ​​souls."

He suddenly smiled, and countless darkness overflowed from under the lotus clothes.

He is the center of all darkness in the world.

The physical body already dwells in the darkest coffin in the world.

"You, me and us."

The skinny man said softly, "It's the 'key'. There is no door that can stop us."

"If you don't wake up in time, keep immersed in the consciousness of selflessness, and push the wooden house without hindrance, then it will be too late."

Yi Xiao stood in front of the door, and when he saw his skinny self, he slightly turned his body backward at the other end of the door.

The room was dark, and the thick tide scattered.

One after another, lotus clothes were piled up, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. I don't know how many people died.

"Waking up is hard."

"After waking up, it is even more difficult for the next 'self' who arrives not to open this door."

The skinny "Little Highness" smiled and grinned, "I did it."

He pointed to the door where the lightning flashed. In the void, an invisible barrier blocked anyone who wanted to push the door.

Yi Xiao stood in front of the door, thinking silently, immersed in the consciousness of ecstasy, she had already arrived in front of this wooden house before she knew it, if there was no thunder light,
Then, will I become "he" behind the door?
"He" smiled bitterly: "I don't have much time. I have something to say to you. I know you don't believe me, but 'I' can only go so far. If you keep going, I hope you can."

pause.

"Hand out that sword."

The skinny lotus-clothed young "Yi Xiao" held onto the side of the door with bulging veins, and seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, but his eyes glowed brightly.

"We're in the dark."

"Believe that there is still a ray of light in the world."

"The most beloved thing in the world."

"It's not for exchange, but for protection."

Every time he said a word, the lotus-clothed body supporting the door fell forward, and the whole body of the skinny "Little Highness" had already surpassed the restriction of the thunder light, and the violent thunder net between the door bent outward Dented, shrouded in unscrupulous blows and jumps over him.

He wanted to leave, but couldn't.

The tide overflowing from under the black robe, the paleness illuminated by the thunder light, curled up like white smoke in the blue sky, and finally turned into nothingness.

The hand that crossed Lei Wang stretched towards Yi Xiao's shoulder in front of the door, as if he wanted to pat gently, but in the end he could only dissipate powerlessly.

The skinny "Little Highness" has a gentle and firm tone.

"do not forget."

"Remember. Always remember."

Even the whole lotus robe was turned into fly ash.

Fly ash scattered.

The thunder light disappeared.

Yi Xiao stretched out her fingers in a daze, wanting to touch the thunder net.

Someone fell to the ground.

Back to reality in an instant.

A thunderbolt flashed down from the sky.

The night was torn apart by thunder, and the earth was pale.

Yi Xiao opened his eyes.

The thunder that pierced through the earth barely disappeared until now, and the daylight of the whole world suddenly left.

In front of his eyes, the white thunder light was still suspended above the visual network.

After slowly disappearing, a shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

The shadow of that cabin.

Everything feels so familiar.

Yi Xiao lowered her head and looked at her fingers in disbelief. The hand she just stretched out, the tip of the index finger had a faint burnt smell, the skin was ripped apart, and the blood had been burned clean by the high temperature.

The position where I fell down.

The door of that wooden house had already been closed again.

Everything is back to square one.

There is also a familiar voice.

"Do you crave power?"

It's a pity that, unlike before, no one came slowly after the voice and pushed open the door of darkness.

Inside the wooden house, the voice smiled.

"Being able to wake up outside the door, you have this qualification."

"A lot of people have come, they are all looking for 'this sword'."

"Before you open the door, I want to remind you"

"If you want a 'sword', you have to exchange it with someone you love."

Inside the house, someone seemed to snap their fingers.

Yi Xiao, who fell down on the ground, watched the darkness around him pull towards the wooden house again, and returned.

The surroundings became that snowfield again.

It was snowing heavily.

a wooden house.

He saw a familiar figure.

The figure fell to the ground, the purple shirt was scattered and messy, his eyes were confused, and he inadvertently looked in his direction in pain.

Wei Lingshan.

There is also a ferocious Confucian scholar walking towards her.

Chen Wanjuan.

(End of this chapter)