Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

"Shen? Fire invades the lungs, and as time goes by, it will only become more and more difficult to suppress... Double repair is the final solution."

The man's chilly voice rang in his ears, as if to warn him.

It's late at night.

Ye Yunlan sat on the bed, silent, but turned his head to look at the stars outside the window.

The dim sea of ​​clouds floated outside the flying boat, and the starlight poured in from the window sill, reflecting on his face, making it increasingly pale and weak.

A tall man stood beside him.

Since Dongzhou has traveled thousands of miles away, the man still shows no signs of fatigue.

The white hair was crowned high with a silver crown, a moiré feather coat, and a large crane cloak. Just standing silently, he showed an ignorance of the red dust.

The lord of Tianzong, Qiyunjun.

Jun Qiyun put his hand on Ye Yunlan's wrist vitality, buckled very tightly.

"It has been three years since you were injured." He said, "You have not many three years to waste."

Ye Yunlan: "I don't need much either."

Jun Qi Yun looked at Ye Yunlan blankly.

Three days ago, he received news from He Lanze that this man was injured and he begged him to take action to suppress it.

He cultivates the ruthless Dao, lives in the Yuntian Palace all the year round, and if not necessary, he never pays attention to all things in the world.

But he still came.

"Ye Yunlan," he rarely called a person's name by name and surname like this, "become my apprentice, cultivate the ruthless Taoism I taught you, curb distracting thoughts, and supplement my spiritual power, or even Suppress the gods and fire for a hundred years. After a hundred years, if I am Taxu, I can save your life."

To accept him as a disciple, Jun Qiyun had already said it three years ago.

Ye Yunlan didn't take his gaze back from the window, but said indifferently: "I don't know that Xianzun is so attached to my life and death."

This person always talks like this.

Obviously cold as ice, but like a hedgehog curled up, suddenly he stretched out a thorn to pierce someone.

Qiyun Jundao: "What if I want to save it?"

He is not a momentary statement.

He had a premonition in the dark, if he didn't save this person and watched him return to the loess, he would probably regret it.

But regret for a sword repairer who cultivates ruthless Tao is really something absurd.

How can there be regrets if you have never been emotional.

Jun Qiyun didn't realize that he was emotional, he was just a pity.

It should be just a pity.

-It's a pity that a person who could have become his opponent can only sink into the loess in the end, unable to travel in the sky.

"How do you want to save me?" Ye Yunlan said, "In the world of cultivation, no monk has arrived in Taxu for hundreds of years. You said that you can reach Taxu in a hundred years, but I don't believe it. Besides, I don't want to cultivate anything ruthless. road."

In his memory, King Qiyun did not reach Taxu a hundred years later.

…Counting the time, at that time, the opponent was sitting in the Xizhou Pagoda Pagoda, suppressing him.

Thinking of those dark and confusing memories, Ye Yunlan's expression on his eyebrows became more and more cold, and his tone also brought a little sneer.

"Or, if Immortal Venerable cannot be feasible in a hundred years, and he still wants to save me, is it necessary to use the last method as you said, to sacrifice oneself?"

For the Ruthless Taoist monks, Shuangxiu is a complete break.

From the slightest point of view is flawed in Taoism, no matter how difficult it is to advance, it is ruthless to ruin, and there is no cultivation base.

Jun Qiyun let go? His wrists said coldly: "You should have a bottom line if you want to talk nonsense."

Ye Yunlan finally turned his head, his eyes stopped for a moment on the Moyu that Qi Yunjun placed on the hilt of the bedside sword, and then said: "I just want to persuade the immortal, not to spend unworthy time and effort for the unworthy. ."

When he spoke, his eyes showed a little indescribable depression and boredom.

-This person doesn't care about life or death. Jun Qiyun thought calmly.

Moreover, such repeated rejection of a person who is the only person who can help him suppress the injury of the fire is no longer an explanation for not caring. In the subconscious, perhaps, this person is looking for death.

Why?

Jun Qiyun was silent for a while, "I remember you had an apprentice. This time I went to Tianchi Mountain for him."

Ye Yunlan was startled, with a faint "huh" sound.

"Your apprentice has good talents, but he has an uncertain disposition and is biased towards evil ways. Someone needs to be around to take care of him, otherwise he will easily go astray." Qiyun Jun said, "If you go?, Tianzong may not be tolerated. Get him down."

Ye Yunlan: "What does the suzerain mean?"

Jun Qiyun looked at him with clear eyes like colored glaze, but he didn't say anything about Shen Shu any more, but just said? A few words.

"Living well."

Ye Yunlan was silent?

He didn't know how Jun Qiyun saw it.

…But he does not want to live long.

Although the matter of God and Fire was an accident, it was considered as he wished.

Only a mortal life? Decades. Is it enough?.

It was enough for him to take another look at this still intact world and experience a peaceful life that he had never experienced before.

How should one's life be spent.

Throughout the ages, no one has been able to give an accurate answer.

For him, in this life, what he wants is not revenge, success or fame, or climb to the top of the fairy road to find longevity.

The only thing he wants is...

Suddenly, a loud Fengming interrupted his thoughts.

Outside the window, the dark night was dyed with fire.

It is the direction of Tianchi Mountain.

—Shen Shu is still in the psychic stream ascending to the sky.

The flying boat was above the clouds and couldn't see the ground. Ye Yunlan suddenly raised his head and looked at Jun Qiyun, "What happened? What happened?"

Jun Qiyun closed his eyes and felt it, said.

"Someone is...

—The east side of Tianchi Lake.

In the deep pit, flames and sparks flew up.

Ye Xuanguang's robe was hunting and flying, reaching out to hold the hilt of the Demon Emperor's Sword.

The flame licked his palm, and there was a burning sting.

The hilt of the sword has Lin Yu, and it opens as if stimulated at this time. The feather thorn plunged into his palm, and golden blood was flowing down, flowing through the blood-red body of the Demon Emperor's Sword.

Ye Xuanguang condensed the center of his eyebrows.

-The Demon Emperor's Sword is resisting him.

But Ye Xuanguang did not retreat.

The Demon Emperor Sword was once the sword of the Demon Lord Divine Phoenix. The Ye Clan inherited the last bloodline of the Demon Lord Divine Phoenix. If anyone in this world can inherit this sword, it is none other than the Ye Clan.

And he has a reason to have to inherit.

As if he hadn't noticed the pain, Ye Xuanguang clenched his hands tighter and tighter, and his golden eyes were reflected in the fire, fierce and dazzling.

Aroused by the blood of closeness, the Demon Emperor Sword hummed faintly.

But it's still not enough.

Ye Xuanguang closed his eyes.

Time flows.

Soon, three days and nights passed.

The blood that contains the power of the rich blood is constantly flowing, and the feeling of blood loss makes people feel dizzy and weak.

The hair crown on Ye Xuan's bald head was already dispersed in the strong wind, and her long black hair was flying behind her, her thin lips pressed tightly, revealing an unstoppable paleness.

He remembered? Back then, his own brother was locked on the blood altar, and he could only watch his blood flow, not knowing when it would be the end. At that time, did Ye Yunlan feel the same as he is now?

Do not.

Ye Yunlan was still so young at the time, so he must be more painful and desperate than him.

His body melted? The other party's blood.

But forever lost? Connect with the other side's blood.

The tremor of the Demon Emperor Sword grew stronger and stronger.

A burst of subtle thoughts flowed into his mind from the sword body.

The Demon Emperor Sword refused to recognize the Lord, but with the power of his bloodline close to that of the Demon Lord, he was willing to be born and used by him.

But there is a prerequisite-he needs to cross the robbery first. The Demon Emperor Sword is an immortal weapon. Its owner used to be infinitely close to the real "immortal". Even if he inherited the blood of the Demon Lord, the Demon Emperor Sword was unwilling to be driven by cultivators in the six realms of the mortal body.

Ye Xuanguang only hesitated? For a moment.

With his aptitude, he had already reached the extreme of the six realms of the mortal body six years ago, and he was only one step away from the mortal.

But this step is like a moat.

The world? How much power is in the Shangdu Tribulation Period, who can truly reach the mortal world, the world of cultivation is full of calculations, and there is no palm number.

He was going to take a longer time to cross this boundary.

only.

He remembered what the emperor said three days ago, on the phantom of the fire spirit stone.

"Xuanguang, you have to understand that the prophecies of the heavenly book must be followed, and the hope of the whole family rests on you. Do you still remember, when you were literate, what was the first word I taught you?"

He said: "...is a ‘responsibility’."

"Not bad." Ye Di said, "Then do you remember, what is your responsibility?"

He said: "Lead my clan, step on Xizhou, and survive the catastrophe, so that the Ye clan's blood will last forever."

Ye Di said: "Very good. Then you should know that some things cannot go wrong, and some hidden dangers must be eradicated."

His eyelids twitched.

"Xuanguang, this is your last chance to correct mistakes. Both I and your mother are watching. If you can't finish it, I will help you finish it?" Ye Di said.

Next to him, his mother-in-law Ye Tange finally turned her head to look at him after hearing this.

"Hanging light," Ye Tange's face is as beautiful as a blooming rose, and his voice is as beautiful as a lark, with a soft smile, "Listen to your father's words. This is your responsibility."

Ye Xuanguang said: "...Yes."

From small to large, in his life, the word "responsibility" was the most abundant.

But.

He is responsible for the family, for his parents, only for his own brother, but he has never fulfilled his responsibility as a brother.

It takes three days at the fastest from Xizhou to Zhongzhou, and the emperor said to help him, and the Yaori Hidden Guard who wanted to send is about to arrive.

He is not a force that he can resist in all six realms.

He has no time.

The whole body's cultivation base is no longer suppressed, the change of breath provokes the tribulation, the dark clouds gather, and the wind hunts.

The Demon Emperor Sword was pulled out inch by inch. A loud phoenix resounded across the sky.

With long black hair hunting and dancing behind him, Ye Xuanguang picked up the Demon Emperor's sword and looked at the sky with golden eyes.

He wants to cross the catastrophe and shed the world.

-Ascend to the sky.

Facing the little girl’s question, Shen Shu thought for a while, and finally just said: "I want the best healing elixir, if? The elixir that can continue to connect the meridians and increase lifespan is the best."

Nian'er tilted her head to think for a moment, wrinkled her face, and said, "You said you want to be able to continue to connect the meridians and increase your lifespan. There are many in Nian'er... But if you want to say the best one, Nian'er does not It was not placed in the treasure house. Because that was the elixir that our emperor left for Nian'er, there should be only one left in the world, and Nian'er planted it in her flower valley."

Shan Ling was also reluctant to put the elixir in the treasure house... Maybe it would really be effective for Master's injury.

Shen Shu's dark eyes glowed slightly.

"I really need this kind of elixir to heal a very important person. Nian'er, if you have any needs, as long as you can give me the elixir, I will do it for you?."

Shen Shu stared at Shan Ling with low eyes, and said in a deep voice.

The little girl who had been transformed into a mountain spirit was pure and innocent. He didn't intend to coax him with words, but bluntly stated his needs.

Nian'er blinked, blushing slightly under his serious gaze, and whispered: "Are you Nian'er seen for so many years? The fastest climber on the ascent to the sky, if you want something special Rewards, it’s not impossible."

"But? After you go out, can you do Nian'er a favor?"

Shen Shu said: "You said."

"Before, Nian'er accompanied a elder brother to pick flowers in the valley of flowers. That elder brother said that he wanted to give the flowers to his important person."

Nian'er held the flower in her hand, a little sadness appeared on her pretty and charming face, "But later, that brother accidentally dropped the flower on the mountain? So Nian'er would like to ask you to help Nian'er return the flower to that brother. ."

Shen Shu listened, his eyes locked tightly on the **** blue flower branches in Nian'er's hand, especially the dazzling blood on the flowers.

He felt his blood freeze suddenly, his voice trembling slightly, and he asked: "What is the birth of the brother you mentioned? Why did he drop the flower on the mountain?"

Nian'er didn't notice his strangeness, and only said: "That elder brother, he was born very tall and handsome, and he seemed to be born with my emperor. Nian'er felt kind at first sight...but his face was very pale, and he seemed to be sick? ."

"The sword that my emperor left behind suddenly started to get angry again, causing the ground to shake. My elder brother should have been injured. He suddenly vomited blood and fainted. He was held and left, but dropped the flower?."

"Nian'er couldn't catch up, so she had to pick up the flowers. Nian'er remembered that when her brother was picking the flowers, he used to talk to Nian'er? He liked the flowers very much, so even if her brother was injured and unconscious, Nian'er would like to wait until her brother wakes up. After you come, if you find that the flower is missing, you should be very sad. So, I ask you to go out and help Nian'er return the flower to brother."

As Nian'er said, she walked a few steps, raised the faint blue flower in her hand and handed it to Shen Shu.

But I saw that the other party hadn't taken the flowers for a long time?

She raised her head, but saw the red eyes of the young man in front of her.

It reminded her of seeing a male wolf who went crazy after his partner was injured in the deep mountains and forests.

It seemed that he was carrying an inexhaustible fierce and vicious atmosphere, and it seemed that he was about to shed blood and tears in the next second.

Nian'er looked at his expression and said cautiously.

"You...what's wrong with you?"