Chapter 91: Feixueqi "I seem to have seen the eyes of a celestial being. ...
The man standing on the broken log had a fluttering red robe and only half of his gold-thread mask was emitting a cold light.
The man lowered his eyes and glared at Zheng Hongqiao, saying coldly, "Why did you come here? You really made it difficult for Master to find you."
Zheng Hongqiao knelt on the ground, shaking like a sieve, unable to move at all.
Hua Xiangduan dodged and half-hid behind Qu Wuji. He glanced at Zheng Hongqiao and whispered, "Hey, don't kneel there like an idiot. Come over here!"
But Zheng Hongqiao didn't move at all.
Ji Lingche raised his head, looked at the man in red, frowned and said, "Yin Su, are you looking for death?"
Yin Su raised the corner of her mouth, bowed slightly to Qu Wuji, and said softly: "Oh, I forgot——"
"Inspector Si Yinsu, greetings to the Sect Master."
Qu Wuji's gaze was bone-chilling. He said calmly, "Inspector Yin today is truly impressive."
"That's not right," Yin Su said with a gloomy expression, "If I had come a step later today, I would have lost everything—"
When she said this, her cold eyes fell on Hua Xiangduan, obviously hinting at something.
Hua Xiangduan suddenly shuddered all over.
He knew that this man was here to kill him, and he was horrified and couldn't help but shrink behind Qu Wu Ji and the other man.
Ji Lingche turned his wrist and summoned the Shatuan Sword. The sword spirit drank the blood and became even more violent, and suddenly roared sharply.
The tip of the sword touched the ground, but she did not move.
Yin Su had no expression on her face. She just sneered and said, "Hongqiao, don't you know what you should do?"
Zheng Hongqiao raised his head suddenly when he heard this, but said nothing.
No one spoke for a moment. Her face quickly turned red, as if she had used up all her strength. After a long while, she said in a tearful voice, "Master! Please stop being so stubborn!!"
"I won't kill Hua Xiangduan!"
Suddenly, twisted branches spread across the sky, and several flashes of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the darkness.
I saw the man's red robe moving in the wind, like a bright red flag of determination, with a sense of loneliness that had severed worldly ties.
There is not a trace of humanity in him, he is ruthless and heartless to the extreme, yet he actually has a kind of transcendent divinity.
Ji Lingche looked up at her and suddenly realized that he seemed to have never seen through this person.
She seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked over there without blinking.
Another flash of lightning, the red clothes on the broken wood swayed endlessly, and heavy rain suddenly poured down again, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.
Ji Lingche raised his head and moved his gaze upwards inch by inch until his head was completely raised and facing the sky.
The heavy rain fell on her face, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a deep dark blue.
She seemed to see nothing, but she could really feel something.
Above the sky, at the top of the nine heavens, there—
"Shang Zheng," she whispered, "I seem to have seen the eyes of a celestial being."
Qu Wu Ji looked at her silently and said nothing.
He knew the feeling well.
On Guangyao Peak's Siguo Cliff, he had stood there night after night, seemingly constantly under the scrutiny of the gods. When he raised his head, it was as if he were staring into the eyes of an immortal.
It was raining heavily and the world became extremely quiet. There was no other sound except the sound of rain.
Ji Lingche closed his eyes and his heart suddenly beat very fast.
Her hand gripped the hilt tightly, veins bulging on the back of her hand, her killing intent surging. She slowly raised the sword, pointed it at the person hidden in the heavy rain, and said word by word, "Yin Su."
"Are you going to sacrifice the luck of all mortals to the gods in order to ascend to heaven?"
No one answered.
Everything was silent in the sound of rain, and the sound of her heartbeat in her chest was infinitely amplified, almost deafening.
Ji Lingche swung his sword fiercely at the rain!
The violent sword wind swept up the drizzle, instantly cutting off the rain curtain in front of him and directly chopping the broken tree where the man was living into pieces.
She gripped the sword with both hands, gathering strength for a more violent strike, and simply roared, "Speak!!"
Although Yin Su dodged, he was still injured by the sword wind. He jumped to the ground and staggered a few steps.
She knew the power of Ji Lingche's sword, so she chuckled and said softly: "So I said -"
"This is your inevitable defeat."
The sound came faintly from a distance, and the red dress fluttered in the rain, making it difficult to see clearly.
Ji Lingche's head was swelling. Only then did she understand why Yin Su, with his low level of cultivation, could cause such great harm to the world.
It was only at this moment that she knew who was behind all this.
She felt cold all over, and the feeling of being stared at suddenly intensified, making her unable to move. It was like a shadow following her, as if she could not get rid of it no matter where she went.
She raised her head again and looked straight up at the sky, as if she really saw the eyes of the celestial being.
The cold rain splashed and slid down her neck. She couldn't help but tremble. She gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, her hands shaking.
She suddenly felt murderous intent, and in an instant, the sword flashed, and the sword spirit kept howling. She looked in the direction of Yin Su and was about to swing the sword out -
But suddenly I felt warmth on the back of my hand.
Qu Wuji held her hand and whispered, "Alan..."
Ji Lingche paused for a moment before coming back to his senses. His chest rose and fell slightly as he turned to look at him.
But I found that there was a calm look in his eyes, without any surprise, as if he had already known the whole story.
Ji Lingche looked at him in disbelief. The rain was pouring down and she could hardly see him clearly.
She said slowly: "You..."
"You actually knew that."
He actually knew why demons were rampant.
He had always known that the collapse of the Heavenly Dao was not due to human fighting, but rather the destruction of the world by the gods...
She wanted to shake his hand off, but he held her hand tightly and whispered, "When I was young, I looked up at the sky and saw the scene of the gods destroying the world—"
It turns out that it is not the demons but the gods in heaven who want to destroy the luck of mortals.
And Qu Wu Ji knew it from the beginning.
She stared at him, her hands trembling slightly, and said only, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Qu Wu Ji looked at her, his eyes showing complex emotions, mixed with a hint of sadness. He said nothing, just looked at her silently.
She could no longer remain calm and yelled, "Why!!"
Why didn't you tell me.
"I'm sorry," he simply said, lowering his eyes.
He is still hiding something, and even now, he still hasn't said it out loud.
She stared at him blankly, unable to understand his expression for a moment.
She murmured, "Qu Wuji, what exactly did you see at that time?"
Previously in the Nightmare Realm, he had said that when he was young, he looked at the sky and saw his own death.
One day, he said, she would kill him.
So, what exactly did he see during that sky-viewing?
If what he saw was real, then his death was also real?!
She suddenly felt suffocated and could not utter any words. Only a feeling of helplessness rose up in her. The heavy rain seemed to isolate everything, as if there was only rain in the world.
Suddenly, she was pulled hard and hugged tightly by someone.
She came to her senses, and he slowly let her go, saying only, "Alan, I don't believe in fate..."
Ji Lingche had a splitting headache and didn't know what he was talking about. But in this situation, there was no time to think too much. She reached out and grabbed Hua Xiang's broken arm and said, "Let's go."
"He can't leave." A voice came from afar. The wind blew the rain slantingly, and a red figure emerged from the rain.
Yin Su said, "Xiang Duan, what did your master say to you when he accepted you as his disciple?"
Hua Xiangduan was stunned and turned his head in horror.
Ji Lingche was about to take him to shrink the earth for a thousand miles, but stopped abruptly. She looked at her irritably and sneered, "Don't force me to kill you."
Yin Su raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You can come and kill me. What exactly is worrying you?"
Ji Lingche stared at her gravely, only to hear the man slowly say, "Are you worried about the Iron-faced Army and the demon fetus in my hands, or are you worried about the gods in heaven? Or are you worried about—"
She slowly shifted her gaze towards Qu Wuji and smiled softly: "Are you afraid that if you kill me, I will activate the restriction before I die and take him with me?"
Ji Lingche wanted to say something, but Qu Wuji grabbed her and stood in front of her, saying to Yin Su coldly, "How about I kill you?"
"I want to see how you can drag me to death with you."
Yin Su curled the corners of his mouth coldly and did not continue to tangle with the two of them. Instead, he looked at Hua Xiangduan, whose face was pale, and said, "Do you think it's really just a tattoo?"
Hua Xiangduan was suddenly stunned and speechless.
He touched his arm, where his sleeve covered it—
There is a purple totem.
When he first met Fu Yannian, he was forced by him to become his disciple. The madman piled many magic tricks on him and forced him to recite many incantations.
Hua Xiangduan was so confused at the time that after the ceremony, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He had no time to care about the tattoo that suddenly appeared on his arm. Since there were no other symptoms, he didn't take it seriously...
His arm suddenly felt a sharp pain and he couldn't help but scream. Ji Lingche grabbed his wrist and lifted his sleeve.
I saw a purple totem flashing on his arm.
She was startled, looked at the totem, and murmured, "The Great Oath of the Heart Demon..."
Qu Wuji also has this totem on his wrist.
He once swore an oath against his inner demons with the Ghost Princess in Fengdu City to ensure that both parties would keep their promises.
If one breaks his oath, his intestines will be pierced and his stomach will rot, and he will never be reborn.
Yin Su said quietly, "Xiang Duan, do you still remember what you promised your master when you became his disciple?"
Huaxiang's face was pale. When he heard the word "oath", he immediately understood what this tattoo was.
His breathing suddenly became rapid, as if he remembered something extremely terrifying.
Ji Lingche was shocked and asked, "What oath did you make?!"
He said in a daze: "It seems to be..."
At that time, in the imperial mausoleum, Fu Yannian forced him to recite a sentence and then repeat it. Hua Xiangduan could not resist and recited the whole thing.
Hua Xiangduan whispered, "What I am saying is that I, Hua Xiangduan, will never betray the gods. I am willing to become a dead soul under the seat of Qingjun. If I am unfaithful—"
"Ten thousand poisons are gnawing at my heart, my soul is torn apart, and I will never die a good death."
Ten thousand poisons devour the heart, a very painful and long way to die. If triggered, the victim will suffer a tormenting death, a shattered soul, and eternal damnation.
"Qingjun..." Ji Lingche was a little stunned. Everything that happened today had made her emotions tense to the extreme. She clenched her palms and felt her fingertips trembling slightly.
Qingjun, is it the Qingjun enshrined in the Little Qinglong Temple?
Is it the auspicious deity enshrined in the Xiaoqinglong Temple whose eyes were gouged out after the pilgrim disappeared?
When Hua Xiang cut off her hair and vowed to swear a great oath to her inner demon, was the "Qingjun" she mentioned the same Qingjun who has been worshipped throughout the dynasties, with numerous temples and wishes granted to him?!
The large and small Qinglong Temples are far away and much more numerous than the Ping'an Temple.
The Azure Dragon God, having received thousands of years of incense and offerings, must have become a supreme god who has the final say even in Heaven. He might even have become an emperor...
The crimson figure slowly stepped forward, approaching step by step, and said in a very soft voice: "So, don't think of resisting the way of heaven with your mortal body."
"Are you right?"
Yin Su had already walked closer. A flash of lightning flashed across, illuminating her face, which was reflected in Ji Lingche's pupils. There was no expression on the pale face, only her eyebrows were slightly raised, with an extremely imperceptible sense of pride.
Ji Lingche stared at her, suddenly laughed, and murmured, "You are so crazy, Susu."
"--If that's the case, I'm even more interested."
"It's okay for a mortal to kill a god."
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Author's words: Jishen Qingjun, Xiaoqinglong Temple Incident, Guiding Chapter 48
Actually, Qingjun is not a casual writing, haha, I am afraid that you will forget it after reading it, so I will point it in the right direction
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