64. The Inner Demon Mirror - Part 5 - Longing
The rapid loss of blood caused Tangxi to feel dizzy.
He was probably angry.
Tang Xi quickly composed herself, and the hatred in her heart gradually subsided. Her hands and feet felt cold, her vision blurred intermittently, and a ringing in her ears was louder than any other sound.
The two faces, both strange and familiar, finally snapped out of their daze, and fear rose within them. Tang Xi's thoughts drifted away.
Du Shi recovered, but what about Wang Yu? After Du Shi died, was Wang Yu discharged from the hospital?
Perhaps because of his wounds, Tang Xi felt a little sad. He felt like a clown who had drawn a circle around himself and wallowed in self-pity, or like trash that had fallen into Nemo Point. The surrounding area was more than two thousand kilometers of sea, and no matter how much he struggled and sank, no one could see him.
No one saw his joys, sorrows, and anger until he lost control of his emotions.
Not enough, far from enough.
He hasn't done anything wrong, so why is this happening?
Lost in thought, Du Shi and Wang Yu had already run up to him.
"Tang Xihe! What are you doing!"
Du Shi reached out to snatch Tang Xihe's sword, but grasped only air. The sword, which had been forcibly dispelled of its spiritual energy, turned into a pale blue phantom and quickly disappeared from Tang Xihe's hand.
He instinctively covered Tang Xihe's arm, trying to press down the oozing blood, and cried out, "Calm down! It's not your fault, why are you hurting yourself?"
Do you think so too?
It wasn't my fault.
Tang Xi looked at him, opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't ask. They were all illusions; their words could not represent the true self.
"I know, I can hear you!"
Wang Yu covered Tang Xihe's wound, blood seeping from between his fingers. He sobbed, "Let's go find Grandpa, shall we? Let's go find Grandpa. He can do everything, and he'll tell us stories..."
As the two talked, they burst into tears, just like the real people involved.
Tang Xihe watched the two of them pressing their wounds and crying, which made her calmer. She turned her gaze and quietly looked at Li Jing and Madam Yin in the shadows.
They stood motionless in the shadows, like NPCs who had already completed their mission. Although Tang Xi couldn't see their faces, she could clearly feel their gazes.
My hands and feet started to feel numb.
This is a bad sign. His strength is rapidly waning. He was too impulsive just now; it was as if his mind went completely haywire, and he inexplicably hit himself twice.
Tangxi forced herself to think of a solution quickly.
In the original mythology, Nezha committed suicide because he was responsible for pulling out the dragon's tendons and the people of Chentang Pass—but Tangxi forgot one thing: this is not the end.
The hatred between the father and son was endless, and there was probably no solution between them. Even after Li Tianwang ascended to the ranks of immortals, he almost never had the chance to put down the pagoda in his hand, always using it to guard against Nezha.
He fell into the trap of "original text thinking," subconsciously using known answers to solve the problem.
It seems that Shui Jing cannot solve the problem using a "known answer." Since even following the original story doesn't allow him to leave...
Tangxi and Su Ran released more spiritual power, shaking Du Shi and Wang Yu away.
Everything around was distorted by Tangxi and the sudden burst of spiritual power, like a wave of air in a high temperature, with the air visibly twisting.
Flowers, grass, leaves, and even the bells on the eaves suddenly stopped; everything was frozen in time by some force.
Du Shi and Wang Yu, who were shaken away by the spiritual energy, were frozen in mid-air, still holding out their hands to Tang Xihe; Li Jing's thick beard fluttered as if it had been sprayed with super thick hairspray; the birds that had flown away were frozen in the blue sky.
They're all fake.
You dare to peek into my memories!
Tang Xihe once again condensed his energy into a sword, and slashed the long sword in his hand horizontally into the air. He had already lost too much blood and his hands and feet were weak. This powerful slash made him even more dizzy and lightheaded. Tang Xihe was dragged by the sword in his hand and staggered forward.
Everything seemed to slow down forcibly. Wherever the sword tip passed, it was like scissors slicing through the projection, tearing away all the illusions before our eyes and revealing the pitch-black world behind them.
As the darkness peeked out, the sword tip, like an inkwell with a broken pen tip, spewed out thick black night. The figures of Wang Yu and Du Shi were quickly swallowed by the darkness, as were the motionless Li Jing and Madam Yin, all the furnishings in the courtyard, every inch of land, every flower and blade of grass.
In the pitch black, Tang Xihe floated in the darkness, wary of the slightest changes in her surroundings. Suddenly, a faint light appeared in this dim space, and following the light, Tang Xihe saw her own "revolving lantern".
This isn't a hospital, where...is this...the Tang family's house?
In the "revolving lantern" scene, there is a picture of herself just disembarking from the boat. Among a group of students carrying large and small bags, only Tang Xi is empty-handed, with her hands in her pockets, dressed in a mismatched and drab gray outfit. Bei Chen, who comes to talk to her, jokingly says that if she puts on a straw hat, she could go to the lakeside and act as an old fisherman.
Tangxi suddenly realized.
So, what we saw at the hospital just now was essentially a revolving lantern display of his life? And what we're seeing now is the same?
He was a little confused, his attention drawn to the rapidly flashing scenes, watching in a daze.
These are all things he has truly experienced in this world.
Unfamiliar classmates urged him to go out and play more.
Tang Xi recognized every face, but couldn't call out their names. Her voice was stuck in her throat as she stared blankly at the many smiling faces that flashed by.
"Tangxi! Stop hiding in the corner, come out and play!"
"Tangxi, who are you taking this time? Join my group!"
"Why don't you live at school? I don't see you every day."
Tang Xichun awkwardly practiced with the long sword, which was taller than her, and she couldn't lift it with both hands. She smiled foolishly at herself. In the corner of the old training room, her mother was already asleep from exhaustion, with a coat hastily draped over her body. Surprisingly, her sensitive mother was not awakened by Tang Xichun's voice.
"Brother, look! I can slash too! I can even make a whistling sound when I slash! Isn't that amazing!"
Shh! Mom's sleeping! Brother, keep your voice down!
There were also many casual teammates who entered the secret realm together.
"It's a deal, I'll only help you get it once. After that, we'll go our separate ways."
"Is he really that cold-hearted?"
"ah?"
"You can find more salvaged bodies, and we'll sell them to those idiots in other departments for double the price... Oh no! The Golden Bell Beehive has fallen! Run!"
Pipi is becoming quieter and quieter. When we first found it, Pipi liked to cause trouble.
There were also the noisy Gui Fang and Bei Chen, and Zhang Benyi, who was crying and vomiting, both shocked and frightened.
Golden Toad, Nine-Headed Zhang, Hu Xiaoyun, Zhu Qianqian...
Tang Xi was increasingly surprised as she looked around, "Why are there so many people?"
Unbeknownst to him, he had already forged deep bonds in this world. Whether people knew him or not, these memories were proof that he had existed.
The scene shifts to Pipi accidentally eating the dinner Tang Xihe prepared, spitting out insults like "How can tomatoes be deep-fried?" Tang Xihe watches this, smiles briefly, and the short laugh echoes in the empty space.
His smile vanished immediately.
How is Pipi doing now? Has she been transformed into human form?
After parting ways in the Fragrant Graveyard, neither of them had a chance to meet again. Tangxi had always found Pipi troublesome and dangerous, and hadn't missed it since parting ways. But now, in the Water Mirror, she suddenly felt a pang of longing for Pipi.
[Are you troubled by something?]
In the vast, empty space, a faint question echoed.
think.
Not just Pipi, but everyone.
He hadn't yet seen Tang Xichun use "One Move Breaks the Void," and the University of Arts and Sciences was full of hidden talents, so he was worried.
He is still unsure whether the final outcome of "Cultivating Immortals and Destroying the World" can truly be reversed.
He had not yet seen in person the Beichen attendant who could summon seven star lords at once, as described in the novel.
And whether Gui Fang can ultimately avoid the "backlash of evil energy" remains to be seen.
There are still many unexplored territories that remain locked up by the administrators of the Immortal Realm.
Tang Xi took a deep breath. Now, he was very certain of his feelings. He wanted to experience the future more, to watch them play silently, to feel the wind passing through his fingertips, and to see where the limits of human cultivators lay.
That ethereal voice rang out again.
Love and hate are fickle, changing in a single thought; whether the world is turbid or pure depends on the arising of good or evil intentions...
What kind of bracelet?
Tangxi and Zheng were looking at their memories, filled with countless emotions, when they were suddenly caught off guard by a question that left them completely bewildered.
Although he didn't know who was speaking, Tang Xi and Mo Ming had a sudden thought, and in a hazy state of mind, he seemed to grasp some kind of idea. Just as this vague feeling arose, his wrist suddenly felt heavy.
He looked down and saw the Heart-Guarding Bracelet appear out of thin air, hanging obediently on his wrist, faintly warm.
It's Him!
Tang Xi's heart skipped a beat, a subtle expectation rising within her. She tentatively asked the Heart-Guarding Bracelet, "Are you talking to me?"
"Pipi?"
The voice did not respond to Tang Xihe, but something appeared at the edge of her vision, and at the same time, a sense of pressure faintly approached.
Tang Xi and Xin sensed something was wrong and cautiously conjured a longsword.
Amidst swirling purple mist and billowing clouds, Li Jing, dragging his pagoda, gradually materialized within the clouds.
In reality, his figure was very ethereal, more transparent than the clouds. Only the exquisite pagoda in his hand looked very real, finely carved. When Li Jing lifted it into the air, the pagoda soared into the sky and suddenly enlarged.
The golden pagoda shone brightly in the void, and Li Jing's phantom gradually faded as he roared in fury, "You wicked creature, die!"
That same phrase again.
Tangxi gripped her phone and the longsword tightly.
With Li Jing's roar, the exquisite pagoda fell down, trapping Tangxi inside.
It was also dark here, but the difference was that the darkness here gave people a sense of drowsiness. Taking a few steps felt like being trapped in a cage, with an invisible wall blocking the trapped person.
Tang Xi explored the limited, tower-like space. It was very narrow, like a coffin... although he had never experienced what it felt like to lie in a coffin.
Li Jing clapped his hands, and a raging fire broke out inside the pagoda. The sound reached Tang Xi and He's ears through the pagoda.
"You wicked creature, die!"
"It's always the same two sentences!" Tang Xi cursed inwardly, gripping her twin swords tightly. Her brows furrowed, and she thrust them fiercely at the tower wall. "Bei Chen's entourage is far superior to you. Get lost!"
Snap—
The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing echoed continuously in the confined space. Tang Xi was so dizzy from the sound waves that she lost her balance and half-knelt on the ground, supporting herself with her sword. The sword trembled slightly, showing signs of giving way.
Using spiritual energy to create weapons is already extremely physically demanding, not to mention that he had just had a brain fart and suddenly inflicted several wounds on himself. He should have gone easy on himself earlier.
Tang Xi was not discouraged. Instead, she was ignited with a fire of passion. She gritted her teeth and began to slash again with her inner energy. "My flesh and blood body is proof of my bond with this world. To abandon my body would be the greatest betrayal of myself!"
boom--
The massive tremor caused the tower to shake violently, and Tang Xi was thrown to the ground, looking up at the void in disbelief.
The commotion came from outside the tower, but it did not originate from Li Jing outside the tower!
...
In the outside world, Beichen is using a "clumsy method" to bombard the black and white lotus on Junxing Mountain with all its might.
He didn't understand the profound techniques related to inner demons, and "you only realize how little skill you have when you need it." Bei Chen could only use his most familiar methods, attacking with punches and slashes with his thunder mace, constantly violently destroying the lotus fire, trying his best to awaken Tang Xi and the one wrapped within it.
Faintly, Tangxi and even heard Beichen's angry shouts, as if they were being heard through frosted glass.
"...What's going on? Wake up..."
Powerful, concentrated spiritual energy relentlessly bombarded the lotus flames, and streaks of lightning cleaved through the barrier, directly piercing the Heart Demon Water Mirror. Amidst this intense onslaught, Tang Xihe sensed the spiritual energy emanating from beyond the water mirror.
There were many people, densely packed together, many of whom were unfamiliar spiritual entities, and I could even sense Xiao Chun's spiritual presence.
Tangxi felt a mix of self-doubt and a glimmer of hope.
Could someone really come to help him? Or are these commotions just an illusion created by the water mirror?
Bei Chen and the others tried to awaken Tang Xihe with violent attacks. Each attack that smashed into the lotus flower turned into a series of thunderclaps in the water mirror world. Tang Xihe was trapped in the tower and heard a familiar tremor from the thunderclaps.
It really was them.
"...Bei Chen? Xiao Chun? Could it be that Gui Fang is also..."
Tang Xihe was starting to doubt himself. How could this be? He clearly remembered that Bei Chen Sui Xing and Tang Xi Chun had been taken away from Junxing Mountain by Gui Fang and the others, and should have gone to a safe place.
Based on his understanding of the character, Tangxi speculated that Beichen would go around rescuing classmates who were lost in various places due to the teleportation array.
crackling sound—
Several more thunderclaps followed, the lightning striking directly outside the tower. Tangxi and Qingqing could clearly feel the presence of the person just a wall away.
Tang Xi's heart pounded faster and faster. Excitedly, she propped herself up and joyfully reached out to touch the inner wall of the tower. The familiar spiritual energy, rampant and surging, even carrying the lightning elemental characteristics of the White Tiger—it really was Bei Chen!
They're outside!
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