"Kill me?"
Fu Changling looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help laughing: "Want to kill me again?"
"Fu Changling," Qin Yan clenched his sword, "Wake up."
"Awake? Awake to what?" Fu Changling suddenly raised his voice. "Awake, listen to you telling me not to open the secret realm, saying I would destroy Yunze, and asking me not to save Yan Ming?"
Fu Changling spoke, rotating his palms. The formation beneath him suddenly began to spin rapidly. Simultaneously, the Spirit Gathering Tower began to frantically gather spiritual energy. Qin Yan's expression finally changed, and he swept his sword forward without mercy. But the moment he swung his sword, it felt completely blocked. This was the effect of the Concentric Talisman. Qin Yan gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to resist. As the two faced off, he gritted his teeth and let the spiritual power surge one last time to converge at the tip of his sword. Then, the resistance on the sword finally dissipated, and the longsword whistled towards him. In the instant before he was about to chop off Fu Changling's head, Fu Changling gently raised his hand and clamped Qin Yan's sword between his fingers.
He didn't look up, merely sketching the formation on the ground. He said calmly, "You've forced the curse, and your body is damaged. This is the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation. I'm the master, and I don't want to hurt you. I'll break the formation in a moment, and I'll destroy your golden elixir. It'll be easy for you to kill me."
"Stop." Qin Yan swallowed the blood that surged up. "You are now possessed by an inner demon. Look back and see what Yan Ming is like."
"The inner demon has entered the body?"
When Fu Changling heard this, he paused his movements. After a moment, he looked at the formation and chuckled softly as if he had heard something funny: "Yan Ming is an inner demon, but you are not an inner demon?"
"Fu Changling..."
Qin Yan's face was pale, and he gasped as he spoke: "The Xuanji Secret Realm cannot be opened. If you open the Xuanji Secret Realm, Yunze and the common people..."
"What do you care about Yunze Cangsheng?"
Fu Changling turned to look at him, his eyes full of sarcasm: "If you care about the people of Yunze, would you collude with the Prison of Karma and privately open the seal of the Prison of Karma, allowing those demonic cultivators to come to Yunze and cause chaos, resulting in the suffering of all living beings?"
Hearing this, Qin Yan's eyes suddenly widened. Fu Changling stared at him intently, as if he were a ghost crawling out of hell. "If you cared about Yunze and the people, would you practice the devil's way, betray your sect, kill your teacher and friends, build the Wuqi Palace, and become the Sui Yan Demon Lord?"
"If you really care about Yunze and the people, and if you really have such a kind heart, then why don't you pity me?!"
Fu Changling raised his voice suddenly and grabbed Qin Yan's sleeve. He stared at him fiercely, but there was a glimmer in his eyes. He knelt on the ground, just like the young man when he first met Yan Ming in the wind and snow.
But this time his tears were real tears, and no medicine could stop them; his pain was the pain of two lifetimes, and no one could save him.
He grabbed Qin Yan's clothes and roared at him, "You've ruined my life. You've already ruined my life. Isn't that enough now?!"
"Please let me go," he said with a choked voice, "Please let Yan Ming go..."
Qin Yan couldn't speak.
He stared at Fu Changling in front of him in shock, his eyes filled with emotions. After a long moment, he simply called out, "Fu Changling..."
At that moment, a vine suddenly stretched out from under Qin Yan's feet. Qin Yan was caught off guard and the vine grabbed his ankle and threw him out.
Qin Yan was already covered in wounds, and when he slammed into the ground, the wounds that had just healed opened again, blood spreading all over the ground. He lay on the ground, breathing softly. Fu Changling propped himself up and looked at Qin Yan in the distance. After a moment's pause, someone grabbed his sleeve.
He turned around and saw Yan Ming looking at him pleadingly. His thoughts were confused for a moment, then he calmed down.
He wants to save Yan Ming.
Fu Changling glanced at Qin Yan, then lowered his head again and began to focus on the formation in front of him.
At that moment, his mind was filled with only one thought.
He wants to save Yan Ming, he must save Yan Ming.
He couldn't give up Yan Ming for Qin Yan.
Giving up Yan Ming would be a betrayal.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, looked at the carved formation, and muttered to himself.
"All things are caused by their causes; all things are caused by their consequences; mountains and rivers are painted with my brush, lend me the universe..."
A strange feeling spread in his heart, but he had no time to care or think about it.
He wants to open this formation.
Now, right now.
Qin Yan panted and supported himself to his feet. As soon as he stood up, the flying swords in the formation stabbed straight at him. Every step Qin Yan took forward was extremely difficult.
He just relied on his willpower to move forward step by step.
The flying swords cut through his body as they tried their best to stop him, but strangely, these flying swords had no intention of taking his life.
"Fu Changling, don't open the seal..." He whispered softly, but the other party could no longer hear him.
Fu Changling was completely immersed in opening the Xuanji Secret Realm formation.
The Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation was a traditional formation that had been passed down through generations; he only needed to comprehend and activate it. However, the Xuan Ji Secret Realm was a formation that he needed to break. Activating and breaking the formation were completely different, so naturally, he would have to expend more energy.
He felt Qin Yan coming towards him, and the other party was at the end of his strength, but he didn't care. He stared at the formation until Qin Yan walked in front of him and raised his sword.
Qin Yan's movements were very slow, and it was difficult for him to even lift his sword. Fu Changling was so angry that he laughed.
Given Qin Yan's current condition, killing him would require a desperate effort.
But he still wanted to take action and was determined to kill him.
Even though this was their first meeting in this life, they had supported each other. Last night he had raised a glass to him, and now he was about to turn the wine cup into a sword and point it in front of him.
Fu Changling felt a sharp pain in his chest. He didn't have time to notice the source of the pain. He only felt resentment suddenly filling his heart, forcing him to cast a spell suddenly. He looked up and shouted, "Get out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yan pointed his sword in front of Fu Changling.
However, the sword did not move, not even a bit of strength.
Fu Changling couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't understand what Qin Yan was doing. If he wanted to kill him, why didn't he point the tip of the sword forward? If he didn't want to kill him, why was he pointing it at him like that?
However, Qin Yan quickly gave him an answer.
The tip of the sword flashed with a cold light, and a small pure white flower slowly bloomed on the sword edge. Then, after the small flower bloomed to its fullest, it turned into golden powder and suddenly drifted away. The wind carrying the golden powder was like the spring breeze in March, blowing across the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles. In an instant, the ice and snow in the cold winter of December melted, the branches bloomed with green, and the grass grew and the warblers flew.
Fu Changling opened his eyes wide suddenly, and the voice in his memory suddenly rang out.
"This is Yijian Chunsheng, my master's unique secret technique."
"Once I'm out and done with my business, I'll come find you. I'll heal your eyes, and when spring comes and flowers bloom, we'll drink together again."
"Fu Changling! Get out alive! You must survive, or I'll find you!"
"Fu Changling." The voice of the young Yan Ming overlapped with the voice of Qin Yan, who was looking at him quietly at the moment.
"Stop it, Fu Changling."
Qin Yan's eyes were calm with a hint of pity, as if he had seen through his past and present lives. He said in a low voice, "He is not Yan Ming."
Fu Changling didn't say anything, he just looked at the person in front of him.
The Heart Purification Mantra lit up again, and spiritual energy flowed rapidly through Fu Changling's meridians, chasing the black energy and devouring it all the way. The black energy screamed and scattered. Fu Changling stared at Qin Yan blankly, opened his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Yan Ming..."
"He is an inner demon," Qin Yan spoke again. A faint light particle from the tip of his sword fell into Fu Changling's sea of consciousness. Fu Changling suddenly remembered Yan Ming's voice clearly. His voice overlapped with Qin Yan's current voice, and there was no difference. He repeated, "He is not Yan Ming."
He is not Yan Ming.
Fu Changling suddenly woke up.
He gasped heavily, and with this moment of rationality, he suddenly figured it out.
Yan Ming is an inner demon. He was born in the Xuanji Secret Realm and is in collusion with the Xuanji Secret Realm. Otherwise, he would not have so many spirit stones in the Xuanji Secret Realm to bid with them.
A normal cultivator would not have so many spirit stones, and the spirit stones of the inner demon must have come from somewhere.
If Yan Ming has such a close relationship with Xuanji Secret Realm, how could Wu Sisi not see that Yan Ming is an inner demon with her abilities?
She saw it, but didn't tell them.
And Yan Ming is not just an inner demon that disturbs his emotions, he also has a purpose. He has been misleading him. What is he misleading him about?
He wanted him to open the seal of Xuanji Secret Realm!
Realizing this, Fu Changling's face changed drastically and he suddenly withdrew his hand.
At that moment, many hands in the formation stretched out quickly and hurriedly like bamboo shoots breaking through the ground, grabbing Fu Changling's arms, not allowing him to resist at all, and pressed Fu Changling's hands tightly on the formation!
Qin Yan rushed forward with his sword the moment the change occurred, but his sword was fast and the reactions of the people around him were even faster. The "Holy Lord" came through the air with a long sword in his hand. Qin Yan had no choice but to turn around and resist, and then a thin sword suddenly pierced through Qin Yan's body from behind!
"Ten directions..."
When Fu Changling saw Qin Yan in trouble, he didn't care about anything else and opened his mouth to use the art of words, but as soon as he said that, someone covered his mouth from behind.
He struggled hard, but the person behind him was like a vine, tightly holding him.
He watched Qin Yan's blood fall to the ground. The other party drew out his sword cleanly and neatly. Qin Yan seemed unable to hold on any longer. The moment the other party drew out his sword, he fell straight to the ground, and then Wu Sisi's calm face was revealed.
Fu Changling's eyes were bloodshot. The inner demon covered his mouth from behind him and sighed, "Oh, how tragic. But don't worry." The inner demon leaned into his ear and whispered, "He won't die. If he does, it will only be you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the inner demon pushed him down, and many fangs suddenly grew out of the formation and bit his hand. His hand was bleeding, and the blood filled the entire formation in an instant. Then the formation seemed to have become a huge spirit gathering formation, madly sucking his spiritual energy.
The person who set up this formation was far more powerful than Fu Changling, and he had no way of breaking free.
This is not something that can be achieved by those in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
The Spirit Gathering Tower beside him continuously provided him with spiritual power. His golden elixir was running rapidly, and he was in so much pain that his face turned pale.
But the pain made him more sober, and he clearly realized that he had to take Qin Yan out now.
He desperately practiced his skills, using his past understanding of spiritual power to control the flow of spiritual energy, trying his best to stabilize his golden elixir and prevent it from being damaged by the excessive consumption of spiritual power. At the same time, he was thinking about how to deal with these people.
Now, with two Divine Transformation cultivators and a demon on par with him, he felt he had absolutely no chance of success if he used ordinary methods. The only way was to use the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation.
But this Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation was given by Wu Sisi. It seems to be an ownerless formation controlled by Fu Changling, but in fact, any formation has its master, that is, its creator.
If he wanted to use this formation to deal with Wu Sisi, he had to completely change the owner of this formation.
Fu Changling secretly separated a tiny portion of his blood and spread it around.
Xinmo, Wu Sisi and others were obviously not familiar with the formation and were unaware of his tiny movements.
Fu Changling stared at the formation before him, desperately draining his blood and spiritual energy. The lines on the formation gradually brightened up. The moment these lines lit up, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
He used all his rationality to resist the pain, trying hard to recall the familiar feeling of this formation. In a flash, he saw a lotus light up.
The complicated long symbol behind Shangguan Yuemin suddenly came to his mind.
No, that's not a long symbol.
It was a formation, a formation that echoed the formation in front of him!
It is embedded in the Xuanji Secret Realm Sealing Formation and is a formation within a formation.
If the other party can embed one formation, can they embed a second one? A third one?
This thought flashed through Fu Changling's mind, and he stared at the formation carefully.
In his previous life, he thought he was incredibly clever, able to break through the Xuanji Secret Realm formation at the Foundation Establishment stage, but at the time, he hadn't truly grasped the meaning of the patterns on the formation. Now, as he stared intently at the patterns, combining them with what he had learned over the next forty years, he finally discovered—
This is not the formation that seals the Xuanji Secret Realm!
In other words, this is not just a formation to open the seal of Xuanji Secret Realm!
The patterns of the formation were gradually filled with spiritual energy and blood. Fu Changling looked at the runes that he had finally identified, and stood there in shock.
It was at that moment that the formation gradually became transparent. It suddenly turned into a mirror, a piece of glass, and a pool of clear water.
In the mirror, behind the glass, and under the clear water, there are pairs of eyes and hands. There are many, many people, staring at Fu Changling with fanatical and excited eyes.
They had red eyes that Fu Changling was familiar with, which was the symbol of the Karma Prison Demon Cultivator. And the gloomy aura rising into the sky was also the Karma Prison Demon Aura that Fu Changling had dealt with countless times.
His mind was blank, and vaguely, some distant voices echoed in his mind.
"Have you heard? Qin Yan from Hongmeng Heavenly Palace offended Jinguang Temple and was nailed to the pagoda wall there. Sixty-four nails are driven into his bones. He'll be kept alive for a year!"
"Why did Qin Yan kill his master? It was out of jealousy. Back then, he opened the seal of the Karma Prison Qi Meridian, and his master found out and sent him to the Jinguang Temple to be punished, so he held a grudge against him."
"Qin Yan is a man of utter despair. Not only did he open the hell, but he also held a grudge after being punished. He even murdered his master and betrayed his sect. The fire in Hongmeng Heavenly Palace burned for three days and three nights. I wonder if this man will have the face to see his master after he goes to hell."
…
Those were memories from a long time ago, so distant that he never knew he even had them.
But when he thought about it, he clearly remembered how he discussed Qin Yan with those people back then.
His heart suddenly ached. The inner demon cried out in joy and then rushed into his body.
He didn't know what happened to him. The formation in front of him seemed to have turned into the pagoda wall of the Jinguan Temple. Qin Yan was nailed to the wall, with a pair of eyes without any sadness or joy, looking at him quietly without saying a word.
Qin Yan knows the sword of spring, and Yan Ming also uses the sword of spring.
Qin Yan used a white jade sword, and the sword Yan Ming placed in his hand was also a white jade sword.
Qin Yan's Taoist name was Sui Yan, and Yan Ming's name was Yan Ming.
Qin Yan was nailed to the pagoda wall right after they left the secret realm. Yan Ming brought the flower of rebirth to Qin Yan after he left the Jinguang Temple.
He should have thought of it.
He should have thought of it earlier...
The reason why Qin Yan was tortured in Jinguang Temple was because he was Yan Ming.
It was he and himself who opened the seal of Xuanji Secret Realm. Xuanji Secret Realm belonged to Jinguang Temple, so Qin Yan went to Jinguang Temple to confess his crime.
But the Xuanji Secret Realm is not only a secret realm, it is also the location of the Karma Prison's energy meridians. Therefore, Qin Yan was convicted of opening the Xuanji Secret Realm, and was also charged with the crime of privately opening the Karma Prison.
But it was Fu Changling who opened the seal of the Karma Prison!
He opened the Prison of Karma, but for the past forty years, Qin Yan chose to take the blame alone. Even until his death, with his tendons and veins broken, his golden elixir destroyed, his eyes blind, his sea of consciousness collapsed, and him being spurned by everyone in front of the trial platform and cut into pieces, he never mentioned a single word about the past.
Fu Changling felt like he could hardly breathe. He should have felt pain, but he didn't know why. It was as if someone was holding him in water, and everything was numb and dazed.
He clenched his sleeves and stared at the formation in front of him.
Beneath the water were pairs of greedy and fanatical eyes.
It was he who created the prison of karma.
Su Wenji was right. If he entered the Xuanji Secret Realm, he would destroy Yunze.
It’s ridiculous that he doesn’t believe it. He actually doesn’t believe it.
It was he who destroyed the Xuan Ji Secret Realm, and it was he who opened the first seal of the Karma Prison Qi Meridian!
But he kept saying that Qin Yan was Yunze's sinner, that he was insane, and that he deserved to go to hell and be nailed to the wall of the pagoda to repent for the rest of his life!
He remembered Qin Yan's expression when he said these words. He was usually emotionless, but at that moment, there was finally a ripple, and then he smashed his sword at him with the force of splitting mountains and splitting the earth.
He thought Qin Yan was irritated by him, but now he understood.
That wasn't anger, that was clearly—
sad.
It was he who opened the Kai Prison and destroyed the Xuanji Secret Realm, but it was Qin Yan who was tortured in the Jinguan Temple and cursed by everyone.
Why not tell him?
Fu Changling raised his eyes and saw Qin Yan struggling to get up in the distance. He couldn't help laughing out loud. Although his eyes were blurry, he couldn't stop laughing.
He felt it was absurd and ridiculous, but this absurdity was filled with pain and despair.
He had countless questions he wanted to ask that man.
In the previous life, why didn’t you tell him anything?
How much had she concealed from him? How much had she lied to him?
In his previous life, when and how did he become the Demon Lord Sui Yan?
Who forced him, who harmed him?
Seventeen-year-old Qin Yan is a gentleman, the bright moon in the sky, the beautiful jade in the clouds and the pearl of the world.
He would help the weak and fight against the strong in the secret realm, and would risk his life to keep his promise. How could he kill his teacher and friends, betray his sect, and harm the people of the world for the so-called karma prison skills?
It's funny how he found out so late.
How could he know so late?
Fu Changling knelt before the formation, watching the lines on it gradually disappear. Tears fell into the formation, and he saw the pitying eyes of a young man.
The entire Xuanji Secret Realm began to tremble, and black fog began to cover the Xuanji Secret Realm. Ashes fell from the sky and landed on Fu Changling's shoulders. The surrounding mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, flames rose up, and the sky cracked piece by piece, then fell to the ground with a rumbling sound. The remaining townspeople in the surrounding area screamed and ran away. The whole world seemed to have come to an end, like the last moment of doomsday.
Wu Sisi looked around and turned to the Saint beside her and said, "It's over. Go wait aside. I want to talk to this young friend."
The "Holy Lord" bowed respectfully and walked away.
Wu Sisi looked at Fu Changling staring blankly at the formation. She half squatted down and looked at Fu Changling quietly with a bit of pity in her eyes.
"Thank you," she said with an apologetic tone, "I had no choice. Mingxiu is still in there."
"He's still in there..." Fu Changling raised his head and stared at Wu Sisi. "Don't you know why he's in there? He shouldn't have come to Yunze." Fu Changling gritted his teeth and shouted, "He shouldn't have come!"
"So he should live in that purgatory for the rest of his life, right?"
Wu Sisi laughed sarcastically. Fu Changling clenched the Qinggu fan in his hand. He gasped and asked, "Who set up this formation?"
"It's me."
Wu Sisi spoke indifferently, and Fu Changling's eyes were filled with sarcasm: "Just you?"
Wu Sisi's face changed. She was about to say something when, at that moment, a ray of light suddenly flew out from Qin Yan's hand. The sword intent of the Tribulation Period came down like an overwhelming force, blasting Wu Sisi directly away!
At the same time, Fu Changling's blood spread on the Ten Directions God-Slaying Formation, and the formation suddenly became brighter. The Qinggu fan in his hand went directly to his lips, but the moment he raised his hand, an invisible force climbed onto his hand and pulled him tightly.
It’s the inner demon!
He was fighting with him for control of the body!
Countless images flashed through Fu Changling's mind, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. Every time his hand moved forward a little bit, it was like lifting Mount Tai. Every word that came out of his lips and teeth was like his tongue stirring a huge rock.
"ten……"
Just as he was fighting with his inner demon, a hand suddenly held his hand.
The man's hand was steady and cold. Fu Changling was startled. He looked up suddenly and saw Qin Yan sitting opposite him, holding his hand, kneeling on one knee, half squatting, staring at him quietly.
His sword was in his other hand, the tip of the sword pointing to the ground. A sword formation was formed under their feet. A wind with blue light swirled around them, making his blood-stained white sleeves rustle.
He held Fu Changling's hand, exerted force on his hand, and helped Fu Changling press his Qinggu fan to his lips inch by inch. The moment the Qinggu fan touched his soft lips, the complex patterns on the outermost fan bone instantly lit up. At that moment, the inner demon screamed and was completely bounced out!
Fu Changling looked into the other person's eyes.
The man's eyes were like ice, like snow, like a clear pond, reflecting his true self.
Firm and persistent, like a bright light in the night.
He dragged him out of his chaotic past, pulled him out of despair, and kept him sober and calm.
"All gods of the ten directions, obey my command." Every word that Fu Changling uttered turned into golden words and rushed towards the formation.
With his other hand, he tightly grasped the Spirit Gathering Tower. The spiritual energy of the entire Xuanji Secret Realm turned into a vortex and entered the Spirit Gathering Tower, and then was transported all the way into Fu Changling's body.
"Ignorant child!"
A loud shout was heard from the air, and then a sword light from the God Transformation Stage rushed towards the two of them. Qin Yan's sword formation shone brightly. He squeezed Fu Changling's hand and said, "I'm here."
Then the sword light slammed into Qin Yan's sword formation fiercely, and Qin Yan vomited blood. Fu Changling grabbed his hand tightly with his backhand, and pushed away all the resistance that prevented him from speaking with his lips and teeth. He gritted his teeth and said, "Heaven and earth respond to me, destroy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the magic circle's brilliant light shot up into the sky, and the powerful spiritual energy on his body swept across the surroundings. Wherever it passed, all living things turned into ashes.
The inner demon beside him clutched the ground tightly, digging his fingers until they bled. He transformed into the face of Fu Changling's father and cried out in pain: "Changling! Save me! Changling!"
"Look at me."
Qin Yan spoke just before Fu Changling's eyes dimmed. His voice instantly startled Fu Changling. Fu Changling looked at Qin Yan in front of him and heard him repeat: "Just look at me."
He looked at him, and at that moment, his eyes were filled with this man.
The inner demon beside him cried out to him, "Changling, save me, please save me? Save me!!!!"
The strong wind swept away, and the last bit of the inner demon's body turned into dust and was swept away by the strong wind.
The moment the wind stopped, Qin Yan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell straight towards Fu Changling.
Fu Changling quickly raised his hand and held the person in his arms, then looked around while panting.
Fu Changling's golden elixir has reached its limit. Even with all the experience he had in his previous life, he cannot withstand such a huge consumption.
The surroundings had been cleared, and only pale hands kept emerging from the seal in front of them, which had been completely broken and was slowly melting away.
He saw countless demons struggling to climb out, and the seal was about to disappear. He gritted his teeth, and with the last bit of spiritual power, he raised his hand and quickly added a few talismans to the formation.
The moment the last talisman fell, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He supported himself with his hands and spun the formation. After transforming into the Xuan Ji Secret Realm and leaving the formation, he fell straight into it holding Qin Yan.
The wind blew around them, just like when they separated. But this time, Fu Changling held him tightly, and he didn't let go.
He looked at the person in front of him in the strong wind. The other person had his eyes closed, just like the moment before he was ignited by the flames.
Fu Changling hugged him tightly, and at that moment, he finally felt the belated sadness overwhelming him.
His tears fell on this person. He had so many things to say and so many questions to ask, but the moment before he opened his mouth, he knew clearly.
This person couldn't answer.
This is not the Yan Ming of the past. He cannot accept his sorry and he cannot answer his why.
The two men fell rapidly all the way down, and as the light gradually brightened, they crashed heavily to the ground.
Fu Changling was lying on the ground, and Qin Yan pressed down on him, causing him to groan. He didn't have time to rest, so he quickly turned over and stood up, giving Qin Yan medicine while looking around vigilantly.
They entered the Xuanji Secret Realm from Shangguan Villa, and now they came out from Shangguan Villa.
Fu Changling was worried that monsters like Wushi Luo would stay there and wait for them, but after he swept his spiritual sense over, he sensed a strong sword intent. There is only one person in the world who can have such a sword intent, and that is Qin Yan's master, the Palace Master of Hongmeng Tiangong, Jiang Yebai.
Jiang Yebai's sword intent was here, so he had naturally been here before. He should have cleared out all the things like Wushi Luo. As the Palace Master of Hongmeng Tiangong, Jiang Yebai might not be able to wait for Qin Yan for so long, but he must have sent people from Hongmeng Tiangong to wait here.
Fu Changling figured it out. He quickly took out the jade token Qin Yan used to contact Hongmeng Heavenly Palace, endured the pain and poured his spiritual power into it. He panted and said to the person opposite him, "Yunyu, your senior brother and I are at Shangguan Villa. He's injured. Come quickly."
After he finished speaking, his spiritual power could no longer sustain him, and he couldn't even hear the other party's reply, and his voice dissipated.
Just a sound transmission made Fu Changling break out in cold sweat due to the pain, but after the sound transmission, he felt much more relieved.
Dark clouds gradually gathered in the sky, and Fu Changling knew that this was his heavenly calamity.
He formed a pill in the Xuanji Secret Realm. No matter what the pill looks like now, the heavenly tribulation will come as soon as he leaves the Xuanji Secret Realm.
He looked at Qin Yan with difficulty. He knew that if he didn't leave at this moment, Qin Yan would be affected.
He made a quick decision and endured the pain to place all the remaining formations in his pocket under Qin Yansheng, then fed him medicine and treated his wounds.
After doing all this, his vision became completely blurred.
He hunched over, pressed his hands on the golden elixir in his abdomen, and knelt beside Qin Yan.
He wanted to say something to him, but the thunder had already started to roar and he could not delay any longer. He could only turn his head to look at him, then stumble away.
He didn't dare to go too far. He wanted to find a place where he couldn't hurt Qin Yan, but could still see him. If anything happened to Qin Yan, he could rush over in time.
Even he didn't know how he was going to get there.
With this thought in mind, he staggered towards the distant hilltop.
When he reached the top of the mountain, he could see Qin Yan.
But just as he reached the mountainside, the first bolt of lightning came straight at him and exploded directly. Fu Changling vomited a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground gasping for breath, and for a moment, he had no strength to get up.
But he can't give up.
He had to go see Qin Yan and make sure that Qin Yan was okay.
So he propped himself up again, and was knocked down by thunder again.
The thunder spread all the way through his lungs. He controlled the thunder entering his body as if it were spiritual power, and continued to move forward.
He wants to live.
He kept telling himself.
No matter what kind of calamity this is, no matter how many people die in it, he must survive.
Because he had unfulfilled wishes, his obsession faded slightly.
He still didn't know who harmed Qin Yan, nor did he know what Qin Yan would become in the future.
He has someone in his heart whom he wants to protect for the rest of his life, and he absolutely cannot die.
Thunder roared down as he moved forward step by step. At first he could barely walk, but in the second half, he almost had to crawl forward.
Thunder roared all night, and when dawn came, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain. At this time, there was no intact flesh and blood left on his body, and only a bloody skeleton was left.
He looked into the distance. The people from Hongmeng Palace had arrived. They seemed to have set up camp on the spot. Seeing the flag of Hongmeng Palace fluttering in the wind in the distance, he finally felt relieved.
He kept looking over there, hoping to see that person's shadow appear for a moment.
The thunder struck him, and he was completely numb from the pain. He lay on the ground with only one thought in his mind, which was -
Can't die.
He can't die.
Lightning struck one after another for most of the night, and the last lightning bolt as thick as a dragon struck Fu Changling. The familiar severe pain of the thunder made Fu Changling tremble all over. He knew that it was the last moment, so he controlled himself and forced his luck to guide the thunder all the way through his spiritual roots, travel around his body, and finally turn into the golden elixir, repeating the cycle over and over again.
The heavenly thunder travels through the spiritual roots and is evolved by the golden elixir, which is beneficial to the body and not harmful. However, if there is any mistake in the middle, the heavenly thunder leaks out from the spiritual roots and it will hurt the whole body. Therefore, you must concentrate on the whole process and not be careless at all.
"Hold the essence and maintain unity, calm your mind and concentrate..."
Fu Changling silently recited the Heart Purification Technique while guiding the heavenly thunder into his body. Seeing that the heavenly tribulation entered the later stage, some past scenes began to emerge in front of his eyes. He knew that this was the last part of the heavenly tribulation, the test of state of mind.
For people with no distractions, this character test would pose no problem, but for Fu Changling today, this may not be the case.
He was already in a state of great confusion, and all his calmness was just forced.
He felt countless images flashing by, and he didn't stop. He knew that he couldn't think too much about any of the images at this moment, and couldn't let the Heavenly Dao notice any deficiency in his state of mind.
Beads of cold sweat began to fall from his forehead, and familiar faces flashed before his eyes, until finally, when one person passed by him, he suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
Fu Changling stopped and everything suddenly became quiet. Fu Changling didn't dare to look back, and neither did the other. They were heading in two different directions, and the only intersection was the slightest bit when the other grabbed his sleeve.
"Fu Changling," the other party said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'm in pain."
Fu Changling's heart trembled violently. He turned around suddenly, but saw that there was no one behind him and it was dark all around.
He seemed to have forgotten everything in an instant, and he began to run and chase madly. He was running alone in a long corridor, with no idea of the end.
He felt that this corridor was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.
So he ran forward aimlessly, and when he reached the end of the road, he finally saw the light.
That's Qin Yan.
He sat alone at a small table. Before him was a four-cornered bronze lamp with a blue dragon and a pearl in it, its wick emitting a faint flame. He was dressed in white, his face pale.
Someone asked him, "Why are you using your heart's blood to light a Zen lamp like this? He won't be grateful to you."
Qin Yan said calmly, "I don't ask for his gratitude, I just ask him to stay alive."
"My love has nothing to do with him."
As he spoke, Qin Yan raised his hand and covered the edge of the bronze lamp.
On the edge, which had long been rubbed to a shine, was engraved a name: Fu Changling.
Fu Changling suddenly felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qin Yan panting and kneeling in front of him.
His eyes were hollow, devoid of pupils, his meridians shattered, his leg bones twisted into a strange curve. He was devoid of any spiritual energy, his golden elixir gone, his sea of consciousness shattered. He gasped, his blind eyes looking up at him as if they could still see him.
Fu Changling suddenly knew where this was.
This was the day Qin Yan died.
It was on that day that he personally searched his sea of consciousness, and then saw this lamp in the sea of consciousness of the person he had hated for nearly thirty years.
He began to breathe rapidly.
He knew what he had said at that time, and he didn't want to say it again, but he couldn't control himself, and this time, he still said it.
He said, "Do you like me?"
His voice trembled, tears welled up in his eyes. He approached Qin Yan and asked him in a low voice: "How dare you like me?!"
Qin Yan froze.
Fu Changling looked at his expression and suddenly felt pleased. He felt that after so many years of revenge on the other party, this was the first time that he really hurt the other party.
After a long time, Qin Yan said, "I'm sorry."
The apology was indifferent, just like him, without any warmth or emotion. Then he suddenly reached out and thrust his hand into his heart. Fu Changling was shocked by him. He watched Qin Yan stirring and turning in his chest, cold sweat dripping down. After several breaks, he was still persistent and insisted, tearing out a thread of light with blood dripping on it.
"I am not in control of myself. It is my fault."
"My fate is not my own. It is my fault."
"It's my fault that I can't help myself."
"Today, the root of my love has been eradicated, and my bad karma has also been wiped out." Qin Yan spread out his palms and raised his head again. This time, he smiled. His smile was different from his entire personality, especially gentle and soft. He spoke in a low, hoarse voice and slowly said, "True Lord, you will no longer be troubled, and I...will no longer be troubled."
After saying this, he exerted force suddenly, and the soul shattered in the palm of his hand.
There were cheers all around. Fu Changling watched him fall to the ground, and then watched him being held up, and his bones and flesh were cut off one by one until the last
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