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When the wind and snow subsided, Xie Fengxue still maintained his previous sitting position.
"Asuras are good at strength but not wisdom, they love war and fighting."
He lowered his head and smiled, "Master, how could a freak like you appear?"
The young man in the wide-sleeved green shirt stood up and straightened his sleeves. The wind blew back the snow, and the mountains automatically made a path for him. He walked into the depths of the dream and was no longer visible.
On Suzaku Street, Ji Sheng looked at the silent surroundings in a daze.
Xie Fengxue...
He still looked like that sixteen-year-old boy, but in his dark black robe, he already had a bit of imperial majesty.
In fact, he had spent countless years in dreams with Xie Fengxue. He had been dreaming every day during this period. For some reason, every time he dreamed, he only met Changxia occasionally, but always met Xie Fengxue.
It was as if that person had always stayed in this dream and never left.
Sometimes he felt that it was impossible. He had noticed that the gap between the speed of time in dreams and the speed of real time was getting bigger and bigger. Now it had almost reached the point where a dream lasted a thousand years. If it weren't for him and Changxia, Xie Fengxue would be alone in the dream. How lonely those years would be.
But think about it, that was Xie Fengxue...
He had become accustomed to the presence of the young man in the wide-sleeved green robe. Now that Xie Fengxue had left so lightly, he actually felt as if he were in another world.
But Ji Sheng didn't say anything. He calmly straightened his clothes and walked out of the dream.
He knew that he was going to win Changxia's last bet.
Deep underground in Chi Zhouhai, Chang Xia's mind went blank for a moment.
What just happened
Her master, Bie Jingchun, seemed to smile at her.
Then what
Then what
Then what
Changxia kept questioning herself until she was trapped in a dead end. All around her were the underground meteors and broken walls. When her consciousness was about to collapse, Changxia suddenly woke up.
Then don't be surprised that Chun is gone.
The swordsman in goose yellow clothes straightened her clothes. The green light and the wind blew her hair. She stood in this desolate land, looking as if she had ascended to heaven.
Her master may come back tomorrow, or he may never come back.
She has to learn to grow up.
The three people next to her found her like this a little scary.
Xingyun was the first to ask in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do next?"
Changxia looked at the formation city that was reduced to ashes in front of him. Bie Jingchun's moves always made people feel at ease. His two swords really blew the place away without leaving any trace.
Changxia's expression was indifferent, and his voice was calm.
"Didn't I say before that we should go to the Western Territory?"
"Ask the sword, the three-foot path."
When going to Chi Zhouhai, Bie Jingchun told her not to be the best in the world.
At that time, she thought that her master seemed to be making arrangements for his funeral arrangements, but she didn't expect that it was really a last will.
Being number one in the world means having the responsibility to be number one in the world.
Bie Jingchun has been the best in the world for many years. This number one position made him carry Cang Xuan for many years and he rarely got his freedom.
So his best blessing to his disciple is to not let him become the best in the world.
But Changxia is not a good disciple, and she is not prepared to listen to her master this time.
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Eastern Territory.
Chen Siyan and Qian Xiangyi were lying in the garden of the Royal Villa, each in a rocking chair, basking in the sun with a few cucumber slices covering their faces.
Shen Siyan said lazily: "Master, why did you come here?"
Qian Xiangyi stretched comfortably, and his slightly fat body showed unusual flexibility at this moment.
"Help that jerk Bie Jingchun do some work."
Shen Siyan said dissatisfiedly: "Can you please stop targeting Cangfeng Mountain like this?"
Qian Xiangyi looked at his apprentice for a long time and was almost laughing because of him.
"They Hidden in the Mountains"
"You've been running to Ruomu Valley or Cangfeng Mountain since you were little. Especially that Wang Changxia. Whenever she gets something good, she'll eagerly give it to others. If I wasn't watching her, you might even give her the position of the head of Yunting."
Shen Siyan corrected him: "Master, first, don't call Changxia by her full name, and second, she doesn't want to be the headmaster."
"You're still on her side!" Qian Xiangyi stood up with a jerk, hands on hips, and shouted, "I'm calling, I'm calling, Wang Changxia, Wang Changxia, what's wrong?"
After thinking about it, he stopped talking.
In fact, he didn't like hearing Changxia's surname at first.
In the old days, there were many people who loved each other in the mansions of Wang and Xie. Wang and Xie were the two largest surnames in Cangxuan, and they intermarried from time to time. People always said that the brother and sister in Cangfeng Mountain were really a perfect match. They looked alike, and even their surnames matched.
He was unhappy when he heard that, so he followed his own little thoughts and deliberately called her without her surname, and also made everyone around him call her Changxia.
He liked a girl so much that he loved her in a dark and despicable way, without ever seeing the light of day.
"It's not that I don't like them, Cangfeng Mountain. But why do all the infatuated people in our Yunshanglouge fall for them? Your uncle died that year for Bie Jingchun, and you died for Changxia... I won't do anything to them, just squeeze them. People have seven emotions and six desires, you really think your master is a saint."
When Qian Xiangyi came to Yunting, he also formally became a disciple. At that time, his master had passed away, and it was his senior sister Su Qingkong who accepted him as a disciple on his behalf.
He still remembered that his senior sister was a gentle and elegant medical practitioner who would not even hurt spiritual beasts on normal days, but she resolutely followed Bie Jingchun to the battlefield.
Bah, what is so good about that bastard-looking swordsman that is worth her following him through thick and thin?
I originally wanted to be with Mingyue, but the group in Cangfeng Mountain is not Mingyue at all. They are just a bunch of ditches, and they specifically target them to cheat.
Qian Xiangyi patted Pa Chen Siyan's shoulder earnestly.
"Disciple, listen to Master. We can't afford to provoke them, so just stay away from them."
Shen Siyan stared at him blankly, and suddenly said, "Master, actually... you really yearn for Cangfeng Mountain, right?"
Qian Xiangyi was stunned. He was the smoothest person in Cang Xuan. He could have come up with countless polite words to coax his apprentice into submission, but he just lowered his head and chuckled softly: "Who in heaven and on earth would not yearn for Bie Jingchun?"
For example, now, he was extremely reluctant. He knew that he would be involved in many troubles, but he still came to the East Territory Imperial City lightly to help that man's third apprentice to calm the situation.
He suddenly remembered the reason why he came to the East Territory.
Don't be surprised... Chun has already entered that formation.
Before leaving, that person was worried that without him, his third disciple would not be able to suppress those people who were ready to make trouble in the East Territory alone, so he called him over.
He just sent a message to the kite, then ignored everything and ran over.
Qian Xiangyi felt that he was really despicable.
He didn't want to think about these things now, so he changed the subject and said to Shen Siyan slowly:
"In fact, it's not just the Immortal Realm. Cang Xuan also has his eyes on Chi Zhouhai. Who would want to share the Six Paths with those arrogant guys in the sky and watch them boss us around?"
"With Zuo Qin here, everything else is easy. But there's one thing: there are no demons in Chi Zhouhai. The newly born demon race is no match for them. They're just a hybrid species, unacceptable to heaven and earth. Without one path, there's no way we can open up the new six paths."
Shen Siyan didn't know why his master suddenly brought this up, but he still followed his master's words:
"Is there nothing we can do about it?"
Qian Xiangyi was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't be surprised that Chun is the solution. He is also a test subject."
Bie Jingchun is the most successful experiment of the immortals.
Unlike other "demons" who are the fusion of Shura flesh and blood and mortals, Bie Jingchun is the fusion of Shura body and Shura soul.
The immortal world created such an individual as him.
Others thought that his youthful face, which hadn't changed for thousands of years, was just a personal hobby, but they didn't know that flowers growing on a rotting corpse couldn't grow big anyway.
His face was forever frozen at the moment he was created.
Just like the mechanical bird created by the mechanical wizard will never grow old, Bie Jingchun's appearance will always be young.
Shen Siyan was shocked into silence by the news, and it took him a long time to find his voice.
He had already roughly guessed the meaning of Bie Jingchun's existence and death.
“Is this okay?”
Qian Xiangyi understood what he said.
“Although he is a monster made up of pieces, his body is Shura’s, his soul is Shura’s, so how can we not say that he is a real Shura?
A big part of the reason why Cang Xuan's Six Paths has been able to hold on in these years, is because Bie Jingchun is still here."
Cang Xuan’s real demon clan has never been Chi Zhouhai’s hybrid products, but Bie Jingchun.
One person is one path.
But even after exhausting all the power of the immortal world, they still couldn't create another Bie Jingchun.
"In fact, the formation is almost complete. Bie Jingchun is just rewriting the final strokes."
He is the only one in the world who can do this. He has studied the art of formation for thousands of years just for this moment.
He wants to use his pure-blooded Shura Dao to rewrite the Chi Zhouhai Demon Clan.
Just like the Immortal Realm wanted to cleanse Chi Zhouhai Liudao into what they wanted, Bie Jingchun used the formation to cleanse the blood of that group of demons and turn them into real demons.
As for where he'll go after he's finished...
All we can say is that he will be nowhere and everywhere.
Qian Xiangyi laughed mockingly, "We have to thank the Immortal Realm for this. Even if Zuo Qin had the ability to draw a formation that would consume so much manpower and material resources, Cang Xuan wouldn't be able to do the same."
Compared to the fairy world, Cang Xuan’s supplies are still too scarce.
Those gods...
Qian Xiangyi looked up at the sky, with even deeper mockery in her eyes. They had taken advantage of everything, yet they were still greedy.
Shen Siyan was silent for a long time. Today was the beginning of summer. The sunlight in the east was warm and the flowers and plants in the royal villa were vying for beauty. What Ji Tinglan arranged for them was naturally the best.
Master Yunting is his master, so what he arranges for him is naturally the best.
Chen Siyan felt that even Chang Xia might not know the secrets he had talked about today.
What is she doing? Her master is entering the battle array in front of her. What is she thinking?
Will I feel lost and helpless like an ordinary little girl?
It shouldn’t be the case, after all, she is Changxia.
Shen Siyan turned his head, took the cucumber slices off his face, and looked at the person he had called Master for thousands of years.
"Master, was my life planned from the moment I was born?"
Qian Xiangyi opened her mouth and wanted to explain.
But the last words he said turned into: "Don't talk about life, you were born as a monster."
Shen Siyan: ...
He stopped talking and stood up, straightening his clothes.
He was originally a carefree and unruly person, but these days, because of the gorgeous clothes with gold and silver threads, flying dragons and beasts from the East, he actually developed a bit of a majestic aura.
Qian Xiangyi watched his apprentice walk away, as if he was going to keep an appointment that had been made a thousand years ago.
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