It's about being selfish, wanting to disregard the lives of others, and wanting to save someone.
What's so shameful about this? What's wrong with this?
Qin Yan rushed in with his sword drawn. Su Wenji sighed softly, "Stop him."
The person who came was at a completely different level of cultivation from Qin Yan. Now all the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage from the two worlds were in the Enlightenment Tower, and Qin Yan was the only cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage who was outside.
But Qin Yan did not draw his sword.
He used the sheath as a sword and fought his way inside.
All the cultivators in the entire Qiankun City rushed up, whether they were cultivating Qi or transforming into spirits, they all flocked to Qin Yan.
He alone fought against the people of the two worlds, moving forward step by step.
The sky was filled with magic spells and sword lights, and even if they didn't kill him, they would still hurt him badly.
Breaking through Fu Changling's eleven magic gates had already exhausted his spiritual power, but now facing thousands of cultivators, he held the scabbard in his hand and did not retreat at all.
Fu Changling's spiritual power surged all the way from Yunze to the Karma Prison. He felt that his body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and he vaguely heard the sounds of chopping and killing outside.
He didn't know what was happening, but he had a hunch that the most important person in his life was slowly approaching him.
The sounds of slashing and killing grew closer, and Fu Changling's body began to become transparent. Xie Yuqing's hands were shaking as she cast the spell, and she felt countless emotions surging and weighing on her heart.
Yun Yu, Shangguan Mingyan, and now Fu Changling.
The people around her left one by one, and even though she was a monk who was undergoing tribulation and holding a long sword, she could not stop them.
The noise outside grew louder, and Fu Changling looked up and stared ahead.
He wanted the door to open, but he was also afraid that it would open.
Qin Yan stood outside the door, his body covered in blood. Everyone surrounded him, wanting to move forward but feeling reluctant.
Now he was only ten feet away from the gate, but he felt as if a thousand pieces of gold were hanging on his body. He gasped and forced himself to get up again.
He supported himself with his sword, his eyes blurred by his own blood.
step.
He remembered that in the Xuanji Secret Realm, Fu Changling was sitting in a pile of snow, with bloodstains on his face, looking up at him in the wind and snow.
Two steps.
He remembered when the Fu family was wiped out, Fu Changling was lying in a pool of blood, his wolf-like eyes looking at him, panting.
Three steps.
He recalled his rebirth in Shangguan Mansion, and Fu Changling looked back at him.
Four steps.
He remembered Fu Changling from Hongmeng Tiangong kneeling in front of him and smilingly becoming his junior apprentice.
Five steps.
Wanguya and the others sacrificed their lives to feed the ghosts.
Six steps.
They experienced the past together in Taiping Town.
Seven steps.
In Hongmeng Palace, he was dressed in wedding clothes and kneeling in front of him on a rainy night.
"In my previous life, I was unfortunate and owed the emperor's grace."
Eight steps.
In Wuqiu Palace, he was holding a jade pendant, covered in blood, looking up at him.
Qin Yan slowly raised his head and saw the vermilion gate in front of him. With trembling hands, he raised his sword.
"Brother, people are like jade, they must be carved and obtained. People are like jade, they must be carved and obtained. With the knife and the axe, through the pain of life and death, only then can the jade be made, and then the people can be made."
All the strength in his body was gathered at the tip of the sword and he swung it down angrily.
"Now that Changling has been completed, would you like to obtain it again, Senior Brother?"
The gate collapsed with a loud bang, revealing the figure behind it.
In the Tai Chi formation, Fu Changling was wearing black clothes and a gorgeous crown, holding a lotus in his hand. His eyes were like the setting sun, moon, stars, and the vast universe. His face was calm and peaceful, and he smiled with pity for the people.
"Fu Changling," Qin Yan looked at the man in front of him and stretched out his hand, saying hoarsely, "Come home with me."
The young man in the formation looked at Qin Yan with a desolate smile.
"I make three wishes."
He has a clear voice and a gentle tone.
"I wish for the spiritual energy of the two worlds to revive."
"Secondly, I wish that all people will do good and eliminate evil."
"My third wish is that Qin Yan, the Taoist priest of Suiyan, will be safe and happy, and have no worries in his life."
As he spoke, the wind blew in from the door, and his body turned into golden particles from bottom to top and was swept away by the wind.
"Brother," Fu Changling closed his eyes, "Taishang Wangqing, you have attained the Tao."
As Fu Changling spoke, he disappeared in the wind. His aura, his scent, and even his temperature gently passed over Qin Yan, as if saying his final goodbye. He gently kissed his brow, and then went all the way to the vast and beautiful mountains and rivers.
His soul turned into the spiritual rain of heaven and earth, and his flesh and blood turned into mountains, rivers and valleys.
The whole world rumbled, the sky turned upside down, and spiritual veins rose up between the two worlds.
Everyone looked around, except Qin Yan, who was staring blankly at the place where Fu Changling passed away.
He walked step by step towards the place where Fu Changling passed away. Only Fu Changling's clothes were left scattered on the ground.
Then he slowly knelt down and stared blankly at Fu Changling's clothes.
He couldn't speak, he couldn't cry, he didn't know whether he was in pain or despair, whether he was forgetful or heartless. He just stared blankly at Fu Changling's clothes, feeling wrapped in memories. He felt like he was immersed in the deep sea, unable to breathe, only huge pressure coming from all directions, forcing his lungs to ache.
The people around him finally noticed his abnormality. They all looked at Qin Yan. Qin Yan grabbed Fu Changling's clothes with trembling hands, then he held the clothes in his arms, opened his lips, but in the end he only let out a trembling cry.
"Fu Changling."
This name was like an unspeakable spell. As soon as he opened his mouth, tears began to fall.
He murmured: "Fu Changling..."
Tears fell on his clothes, and he vaguely heard that person seemed to be comforting him, and it seemed as if he was standing next to him.
He couldn't help laughing, and then he started crying.
His crying and laughing mixed together and finally turned into a howl. He clutched his clothes tightly, pressed the clothes to his chest, and howled loudly.
As he cried out, his spiritual power swept wildly in all directions.
A strong wind blew through the Enlightenment Tower, and everyone was forced to retreat by his powerful spiritual power.
"Ayan!"
Xie Yuqing rushed to the center of the vortex anxiously: "Stop, A Yan!"
But he couldn't stop.
He cannot attain the Tao.
Because he loves someone deeply, he cannot let go, cannot forget his feelings, and cannot remain indifferent to life and death. He feels that all living things are but mayflies, and he loves without taking, and hates without hurting.
His Dao heart was completely destroyed at this moment.
What kind of Taoism was he practicing? What kind of swordsmanship was he learning? In the end, he was nothing, and he even forced the person he loved the most, the person who loved him, to death.
If Fu Changling didn't love him, why would he do this?
He will leave here, he can live his own life, he can be selfish, he can cherish his life, he can tell everyone that the sins of others have nothing to do with him.
But the person he happened to like was Qin Yan, a man who came from the prison and was born for Yunze.
Qin Yan's spiritual power went towards the mountains and rivers. He tried his best to follow all of Fu Changling's footsteps. He wanted to keep his soul and find his consciousness.
But the mountains and rivers are so vast, and his spiritual energy searched everywhere to plunder, but he could not find any trace of Fu Changling.
Until the end, the spiritual power in his body completely disappeared, and he finally stopped dejectedly, holding Fu Changling's clothes, and sat blankly in the center of the enlightenment formation.
Xie Yuqing walked over slowly, squatted down, and spoke hoarsely: "A Yan..."
"He was going to marry me then."
Qin Yan murmured, "But I lied to him. He should have hated me, but he still protected me."
"I shouldn't have lied to him." Qin Yan didn't know why he kept reminiscing about the past. "I should have told him earlier that I liked him too, but I just didn't know it. I should have understood it sooner, and we could have been together sooner and gotten married sooner."
"He's just such a nice guy."
Qin Yan's voice was hoarse, and he was talking more and more inexplicably: "Always thinking about others. Even if the two realms are destroyed, what does it have to do with him? He is only one step away from ascending to the upper realm, wouldn't it be fine if he ascended to the upper realm?"
As Qin Yan was speaking, Jiang Yebai walked over from the side.
"Yan Ming."
Jiang Yebai spoke, and Qin Yan's body trembled slightly. Jiang Yebai looked at him for a long time, and then he whispered: "This is given to you by Fu Changling."
After hearing this, Qin Yan slowly raised his head and saw ten volumes of scriptures floating in the air.
"This is the 'Taixu Yin-Yang Sutra for Saving the World.' Legend has it that in ancient times, a sage attained enlightenment, and the Way of Heaven sent down this sutra to the world. This allowed all living things in Yunze to gain wisdom, and animals to create fire, build houses, and create characters, allowing all things to flourish. The sage's teachings opened the way for Yunze to cultivate. Fu Changling obtained this sutra, but was unable to save the world. Since you are still alive, you cannot watch his wish come to nothing."
Jiang Yebai watched Qin Yan staring blankly at the scriptures. He hesitated for a moment and said slowly, "Besides, Fu Changling has already reached the stage of Ascension and is favored by Heaven. No one in Yunze has truly ascended in thousands of years. Perhaps... there is a chance of a turnaround."
"Actually, what Lord Jiang said is not wrong." Su Wenji hesitated and said, "If what True Lord Huayang said is true, he used his own body to replenish the spiritual energy of the Yunze and Yeyu realms. If these two realms have not exhausted him, he may be able to come back."
“How can we avoid exhaustion?”
Xie Yuqing asked directly, and Jiang Yebai raised his head: "To do good."
"For three thousand years, Yunze Prison of Karma has been depleted of spiritual energy. This depletion wasn't caused by the spiritual veins themselves, but by the human heart. The Prison of Karma is inherently unacceptable to Heaven, and after Yunze extracted spiritual energy from it, he gradually forgot the original aspirations of a cultivator. He focused solely on his own cultivation, unconcerned with the lives of the people. In his quest for ascension, he resorted to any means necessary, plundering spiritual energy and seizing treasures. Even in the face of the Yunze Prison of Karma controversy, Yunze merely cloaked his evil deeds in the name of righteousness. In his heart, he had long lost all sense of justice and right."
"From using people to refine meridians, blaming Lin Chen, trying to refine Fu Changling, using the lives of his clansmen to reverse fate and allow Fu Changling and Qin Yan to be reborn, to later building Qiankun City, abandoning the people, and forcing Fu Changling to attain enlightenment..."
Jiang Yebai laughed. "You, Yunze, are even worse than us demon cultivators. You clearly have swords, but you always want to sacrifice others and let them take the lead, and you even call it fate. Does fate determine who should die and who shouldn't, and then follow fate to let one group die in exchange for another?"
"There has never been such a destiny."
"Destiny is man-made. The sword in your hand is the true destiny."
Jiang Yebai raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "If you want Fu Changling to live, if you want the two worlds to exist forever, there must be a circulation of spiritual energy between the two worlds. If you always have to sacrifice someone to obtain spiritual energy, such a world will eventually come to an end."
No one spoke. Jiang Yebai raised his hand and covered the "Taixu Yin Yang Du Shi Jing". He felt a silent power coming from the book.
"Yan Ming." Jiang Yebai suddenly spoke. Qin Yan was stunned. He heard Jiang Yebai calling him, but he turned his head with difficulty and looked at Jiang Yebai. Jiang Yebai smiled lightly. He looked up at him and took off his Cang Hua sword from his waist.
He handed the sword to Qin Yan and said calmly, "I have taught you for sixteen years, and now I hand this sword over to you. In the future, you will be the master of the Karma Prison, abolish the Karma Prison's skills, and teach the way of great kindness."
“Master…”
Qin Yan murmured, and Jiang Yebai laughed: "Fu Changling is not the only one who cares about this world. He can't have all the good things to himself."
As he spoke, Jiang Yebai's body also turned transparent: "I will go with him. You have three thousand years. Three thousand years later, you and I will meet again as master and disciple. Your Taoist Couple Ceremony..." Jiang Yebai smiled, "Master will preside over it for you."
"Master..." Qin Yan's voice trembled. Jiang Yebai looked at him and suddenly raised his voice: "Qin Yanming, take the sword!"
Qin Yan said nothing. Jiang Yebai was now almost translucent, as if waiting for him to say something. Qin Yan stared at him. After a long time, he knelt straight, stretched out his hand to hold the Canghua sword, and kowtowed deeply.
"Disciple Qin Yanming, I will obey the Master's orders."
Jiang Yebai listened to Qin Yan's words and looked at him quietly. He had a lot to say, but the moment he opened his mouth, he only said: "Yan Ming, take care."
The moment the sound fell, the Immortal King transformed into golden flying sand and rushed in all directions.
Qin Yan had been kneeling on the ground. Xie Yuqing walked over to him and raised her hand to help him up, but she didn't dare to touch him. After a long time, she spoke hoarsely: "A Yan..."
Qin Yan knelt on the ground and did not stand up. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly stood up.
Xie Yuqing couldn't see his expression, she only saw his back. At that moment, he was like a sword, like a mountain, like the guardian of this world, carrying the expectations of all living things, and slowly stood up.
Then he raised his hand, and the "Taixu Yin Yang Du Shi Jing" floated in his left hand, and the Canghua sword was held in his right hand.
"Senior Sister," Qin Yan said with his back to her, "I'm going back to the Prison of Karma. I'll leave Yunze to you."
Having said that, Qin Yan walked forward.
In front of the gate of the Wudao Tower, a brilliant light shone brightly. Qin Yan walked forward step by step. Each step was extremely firm and difficult.
He seemed to be crying, but his expression was calm as usual.
"I wish to be a traveler, walking across the thousands of miles of rivers."
"In the morning I hear the morning dew, and in the evening I know the evening mist will return."
"Within the sword of ten thousand differences, mountains and rivers guard Chang'an."
"Three thousand years..."
Qin Yan's figure slowly disappeared in the light: "Only waiting for one person to return."
That was the last time Xie Yuqing saw Qin Yan in nearly three hundred years.
He opened the door to the Hell of Karma, and not only took himself away, but also took away everyone in the Hell of Karma.
After a great war, Yunze had to start all over again, and everything was in ruins. Xie Yuqing had a very high reputation among the people, and was the only direct disciple of Hongmeng Tiangong, so he was elected as the new Palace Master of Hongmeng Tiangong to rebuild Yunze.
Three hundred years later, the barrier of the Karma Prison was reopened, and the two worlds were connected, and the place where they connected was the Bridge of Reincarnation.
The water of the Samsara Bridge is half Yin and half Yang. Yin belongs to the Karma Prison, and Yang belongs to the Cloud Marsh.
When Qin Yan returned to Yunze, Xie Yuqing went to see him in person. At that time, she saw Qin Yan, wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a whisk, his aura as pure and elegant as jade, and his usual cold expression was tempered with a touch of gentleness. He looked at Xie Yuqing, chuckled, and called out, "Senior Sister."
Xie Yuqing felt like something was stuck in her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe, but she still smiled and replied, "Ayan."
Qin Yan came back to build a Taoist temple for Fu Changling and Jiang Yebai. He said that his preaching in the prison had achieved initial results, and he wanted to build a Taoist temple for Fu Changling and Jiang Yebai so that he could pass on all the merits and virtues he had accumulated to them.
In order to accumulate merit for them, he would preach at the intersection of Yunzeyeyu every month and recruit many disciples.
Xie Yuqing naturally would not refuse, and even helped him build his Taoist palace above the Samsara Bridge.
The two then personally designed the Shangshan Temple, which houses two Daoist deities: Fu Changling on the left and Jiang Yebai on the right. Within the temple, a golden immortal throne was set up at the bottom, representing Shangguan Mingyan, Yunyu, Fu Minglan, Lin Ya, and Yue Sinan.
Later, after Su Wenji passed away, Fu Yushu and Lin Chen ascended to heaven, Sanggan Jun and Yang Jun traveled around the world, and Yue Qin and Mengyang Sect Master passed away, there were seven more seats in the Golden Immortal position.
Three thousand years later, Qin Yan preached in the Taoist Palace, while Xie Yuqing traveled around.
Qin Yan gives a lecture once a month, and disciples from both worlds rush to listen to his teachings.
There were few people at the beginning, but later on there were more and more people, until finally there were all kinds of people, monsters, ghosts, and all kinds of living things.
When he was not preaching, Qin Yan would take Dahua with him, transform himself into a mortal, and wander around the world, visiting Shangshan Temple everywhere. Occasionally, when he wanted to drink, he would sit in Shangshan Temple and drink a glass with the statue of Fu Changling. When he drank too much, he would lean on this person and fall into a deep sleep.
Spring goes and autumn comes, the sun rises and the moon sets, dynasties change, people around us come and go, and we are reborn.
Qin Yan preached for three thousand years, established nine thousand Taoist temples, and accepted tens of thousands of disciples. Although he did not establish a sect, he became the master of two worlds.
On the last day of the three thousand years, nothing unusual happened. Xie Yuqing and Qin Yan set up a small table and had a banquet together in Qin Yan's Taoist Palace.
Qin Yan's Taoist Palace is actually the first Shangshan Temple, where all people are worshipped. The two of them are sitting at a small table in the middle of a circle of statues. Neither of them likes to talk. Even though Qin Yan has been preaching for three thousand years and his eloquence has improved a lot, he still doesn't know what to say in normal times.
So the two of them drank and talked about some past events. When they talked about their youth, they almost forgot about them.
At night, Xie Yuqing suddenly asked, "What would you do if Fu Changling never came back?"
Qin Yan paused holding the wine glass, and after a moment, he smiled: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask, how has Senior Sister been doing these years?"
"How do you get through?" Xie Yuqing was a little confused. Qin Yan hesitated, and finally said, "What do you think of Yunyu and Mingyan, Senior Sister?"
Xie Yuqing didn't say anything. She held up her wine glass. After a long while, she slowly said, "Yunyu is my brother. I betrayed him."
Qin Yan nodded, Xie Yuqing turned around and drank the wine in one gulp: "And Ming Yan..."
She hesitated. In fact, three thousand years had passed since she saw this person. However, in those three thousand years, she had forgotten many things. However, for some reason, she still clearly remembered the scene of their wedding night at Wangu Cliff.
She didn't say anything, only drank gulps of wine. After a long time, she turned around and smiled generously: "It's the person I like."
Qin Yan looked at her quietly. Xie Yuqing fell back and supported herself with her hands: "I didn't know it back then, but later he died in front of me, and then I kept thinking about his goodness. In fact, I know so many people, but only this one person made me know what it means to be moved."
Xie Yuqing said, laughing softly: "If I meet someone like this in my life, I will die without regrets."
"Is Senior Sister sad?"
Qin Yan poured her some wine, and Xie Yuqing looked up at him: "Are you sad?"
Qin Yan thought about it, smiled and said nothing. Xie Yuqing held the wine glass, with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "In fact, no matter he is dead or alive, he lives in my heart. If he is alive, we can be together well. If he is gone, I can also travel around alone, just like he is alive. Although this may be a kind of comfort, but rather than never meeting, I would rather be in my heart, dead or alive, and accompany each other forever."
"As long as Xie Yuqing lives, Shangguan Mingyan lives."
Qin Yan's expression was gentle. He picked up the wine glass and spoke slowly, "I feel the same way."
As long as Qin Yan is alive, Fu Changling will live.
It doesn’t matter whether Fu Changling comes back tonight or not.
For three thousand years, he has been with him in his world.
The two chatted and drank. Qin Yan drank a little too much, so he leaned his head on the edge of the small table, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Xie Yuqing wanted to get up and leave. However, just as she walked out the door, she saw the wind sweeping pear blossoms in. She couldn't help but pause. At that moment, she heard a voice calling, "Senior Sister."
Xie Yuqing didn't dare to look back. The voice became clearer: "Senior Sister."
Xie Yuqing turned around slowly and saw Shangguan Mingyan in purple clothes and red eyes in the lobby, looking at her with a smile.
There was still light on his body, and it was obviously not his real body. Xie Yuqing stared at Shangguan Mingyan blankly, and saw Shangguan Mingyan reaching out to her: "Senior Sister, the gate of heaven has opened. I heard that you are ascending, so Mingyan came to pick you up."
Xie Yuqing didn't dare to speak. She stared blankly at Shangguan Mingyan. Mingyan's expression became increasingly gentle as he looked at her. Seeing that she didn't move, he spoke hoarsely, "Madam, everyone is waiting for you in the upper realm. Let's go."
Xie Yuqing finally woke up. She walked over, trembling, and put her hand in Shangguan Mingyan's.
After the brilliant light flashed, another woman appeared beside Shangguan Mingyan on the Golden Immortal Seat in the Taoist temple.
Qin Yan leaned against the small table, supported his forehead, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He seemed to be unaware of everything.
However, the scene around him began to change rapidly. First, the area under the small table began to turn into green grass, and then a bodhi tree quickly broke out of the ground behind the statue of Fu Changling, growing all the way. After it exceeded the height of the statue of Fu Changling, it bent down and stretched towards Qin Yan, blocking him above.
There are sounds of cicadas, birds and trickling water all around.
Qin Yan slowly opened his eyes, his expression unchanged, and looked up at the statue.
The stones on the statue shattered piece by piece, revealing the handsome and familiar face of the man.
He stood up and walked down the altar. His wide black robe embroidered with gold patterns hung on the ground, and he wore a golden crown and tied his long hair halfway behind him.
Pear blossoms came with the wind and floated between the two of them. He stopped and looked down at the young man in blue Taoist robe in front of him.
"Senior Brother," Fu Changling stretched out his hand, "I'm here to pick you up."
At that time, floating clouds were rolling, phoenixes were singing, fish were leaping, purple clouds were coming from the east and lingering around the Taoist temple, and the top of the sky was shining brightly.
Qin Yan's disciples came in a panic. After entering the Taoist temple, they saw Taoist Sui Yan holding a wine glass in one hand and supporting his forehead with the other hand. He seemed to have passed away in his sleep.
Then, on the altar, between Jiang Yebai and Fu Changling, a Taoist monk in blue clothes held a whisk in his hand and a long sword behind his back, gazing at the mountains and rivers in the distance.
The last god of that era finally achieved great enlightenment and ascended to become a saint.
A journey of life and death, joy and sorrow, ups and downs, all ends in this dream and becomes a legend for all eternity.
According to legend, some people talked about the great ways to become immortals.
But what some people talked about was a sentence recorded in unofficial history and legends.
They said that when Huayang Zhenjun died for his faith, he said:
Fu Changling has no great heart. He saved the world in two lifetimes and became a saint in two lifetimes, all for one person.
The so-called love between life and death, perhaps originally a mortal, can become a saint for one person against all odds.
Such as Qin Yan.
For example, Fu Changling.
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