Chapter 289 Ending: A promise is made, nothing can stop it

As soon as the words fell, the pretty little sword spirit looked up in confusion and said, "Who are you?"

Emperor Xiaotian, who personally erased Hecen's memory: ...

He stretched out his hand and lifted up the little sword spirit. "My ancestor, can you please cultivate well and ascend quickly? Every time you go to the upper realm, it gives me a headache."

He Cen stared at him in confusion, "Hey, you look so familiar, have we met before?"

The four people from Jun Dynasty were so shocked that they quickly saluted the emperor. Xiaotian had no temper with He Cen, the little sword spirit, so he raised his hand to tell the four people not to be polite, and reached out to pull He Cen back to his hall.

"Behave yourself. If you get bumped into by the Mother Goddess again, I won't be able to explain myself."

"The four of you keep an eye on him and don't let him run around. I'll be back after I've dealt with this."

The four did not dare to disobey and quickly agreed.

He Cen scratched his head, looking at the back of Emperor Xiaotian. No matter how he looked at him, he felt extremely familiar. He couldn't remember it after trying for a long time. However, several masters reacted quickly.

"It's probably about the last time you traveled to the upper realm. You must have met the Emperor, and he erased your memory."

He Cen patted his forehead, "Yes! What you said makes sense, but why is this happening? I've seen him before, so why is he afraid that I'll recognize him?"

"Why don't you let us go out and meet people? I'm so good-looking, shouldn't I be ashamed to be seen?"

The little sword spirit was a bit rebellious, and the masters were amused, but they still held him down and told him to behave. Bei Qi spoke gently, "The emperor speaks with great authority, my dear, just be quiet for a while."

He Cen disagreed, "You have suppressed the Lord God for so long, and they have not been punished. Is the true God in the upper world going to protect this evil person?"

"I can't stand it. If today's matter is not resolved, then I won't go down. I don't believe that guy dares to attack me!"

He is a sword spirit, a natural spiritual being. After his transformation, he has a unique identity and is favored by the Heaven. The Emperor really can't do anything to him.

The four masters looked at him with raised eyebrows and a slight smile on their lips. He Cen had a cheerful and bright personality. He never wasted time and effort no matter when or where. He was indeed a likable person.

Unfortunately, such secrets of heaven are not so easy for everyone to know.

After the four masters ascended to heaven, Lingyang and Guichuan also came to congratulate them, but they had important duties to attend to, so they chatted briefly and left.

He Cen became interested and asked, "What did you talk to your brother and sister?"

Wen Qing spoke in a gentle voice, "It was just a casual greeting. They congratulated us on our successful ascension. It seemed like they didn't expect us to progress so quickly. They said they would give us a gift when they come back this time."

"They should have been working under the Mother Goddess. They shouldn't have had any contact with us before, so they acted rather distant."

He Cen was confused. "Why? Wasn't it Brother Guichuan who summoned me?"

Jun Chao squeezed his hand. "We thought about it and it seems that the original plan is a little different. He was supposed to go through the tribulation with us and ascend together this time, but he jumped out of this interface to find Ling Yang. The story got messed up, and the Emperor said you jumped to the wrong place, so he called you back."

"But in doing so, our timeline has become completely messed up, and it has become what it is now."

Yes, according to the original plot, it is very likely that everyone will overcome the calamity and ascend to heaven together, but the timeline is messed up, and the main god has intervened, adding new characters to the original story of one or two planes, and messing it up, turning it into the current story of multiple planes superimposed.

He Cen tilted his head and asked again, "What about our previous encounters?"

Bo Lou nodded, "It's true. We have already remembered that the story we originally knew about you should be in another world."

They had met many times before, but none of them happened in this plane. In addition, He Cen jumped to the wrong place halfway and went to the modern era, where he separated from everyone and got lost.

The Lord God was indeed stealing fortune, but his traces were not obvious. It was probably the kind of petty theft that would not be noticed by others.

For example, the setbacks and hardships that the four masters had experienced before were all overcome by endurance, and they were all considered as training their Dao hearts.

Other sons of fortune in their plane should also be the main lines of other short stories, such as Ji Yining, Luo Tianying, Fu Lin and others.

Sharing such a spiritual world, there should be many story lines going on together. It is estimated that Zhu Huiniang and others are also the protagonists of the stories.

He Cen understood a little bit and asked again, "Who is the Lord God..."

The four masters were silent for a moment, then shook their heads. "It's hard to say, but it seems that Tiandao knows something about it. I don't know if it was intentional."

In fact, it is easy to understand if you know the truth. After all, the Heavenly Dao will set up some tribulations for these immortals and gods who are experiencing tribulations. If the main god helps to do such evil things, the Heavenly Dao will actually save some energy.

I just don't know how the specific arrangements are made. After all, the Lord God is not a good person. Even if there is something inside, he will definitely not let it go so easily.

The five of them reminisced in low voices. They hadn't seen each other for such a long time and they all missed He Cen very much. Bei Qi almost clung to the little sword spirit and couldn't get off.

When Emperor Xiaotian came back holding Chengxuan Tianzun, they saw the four men surrounding the adorable little sword spirit, pinching its face, holding its hands, hugging it, and wishing to take advantage of it.

He couldn't help but cough twice, "The four of you should be more restrained and don't bully Xiao Cen."

When He Cen saw that Cheng Xuan Tian Zun had come back, he stood up and said, "Hey, bring the beauty back! Where is he?"

The Emperor looked at him helplessly, raised his hand and tapped his forehead, "Little Ancestor, you really know how to make trouble for me, go down quickly, don't ask anything, and practice quickly, otherwise you and your masters will be waiting for your husband like a stone."

He Cen's attention was not attracted by the following sentence at all, he just stared at Cheng Xuan Tianzun.

"I won't go down. I found this. You are the Emperor, so please tell me who this is."

"I've taken care of him for you for a long time, so I should have some right to know."

After saying that, she raised her delicate little face and looked at him expectantly, reaching out and tugging at the hem of the emperor's clothes, "Tell me, otherwise it would be a waste of your trip."

Xiaotian obviously doted on He Cen, the divine sword spirit, and he raised his hand and touched his head. "Why are you curious about everything, kid?"

"Some things you will forget even if I tell you, why do you have to ask?"

He Cen pouted, "Because you look kind, friendly and dignified, and you look like an old father who loves his children. You can't refuse me no matter what I say, right?"

It's certainly hard to refuse such a beautiful sword spirit that's acting cute and coquettish towards you.

Xiaotian felt a headache when he saw him. After thinking for a while, he still didn't agree at the first time. "You jumped to the wrong place and wasted some time. After that, you went through so much and got a lot of injuries. Why don't you learn from it? Why are you still curious?"

He Cen said confidently, "Now that I'm here, don't I have the right to know?"

"Good Emperor, have you arranged my masters? I think you are a caring elder, so you must make good use of my masters~"

This sweet-mouthed boy made Xiaotian angry and amused. He raised his hand and pinched his nose, "You've really been spoiled by your heart. When you were little, you used to coax people to love you like this. Now that you've grown up, you're still the same."

He Cen smiled sweetly, "Xiusin, is this my daddy?"

There is nothing wrong in calling him daddy. After all, the sword spirit has no father and no mother. Xixin is the ancient sword spirit, and he was the one who brought up Hecen, so Xiaotian did not correct him.

That person is also a precious little sword spirit. If he knew what happened later, he might cause trouble for Xiaotian when he comes back.

When the Emperor thought of the face of his old friend who would ask for blame in the future, he felt a headache. When he saw the four people guarding the little baby, he wanted to sigh even more.

"You four are used to him. Why didn't you tell me earlier when you found him? Why did you keep him in the upper realm?"

Jun Chao and the other three appeared respectful on the surface, but they were actually arrogant and proud. They hadn't seen their precious baby He Cen for such a long time, and they must be missing him very much. How could they possibly get rid of him?

These five young men have been together for a long time, and they all act in unison. The Emperor is helpless with them, and after weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he speaks in a gentle voice.

"The four of you must not tell anyone about what happened today."

"When He He descends to the mortal world, I will temporarily seal up all of his and your memories. Don't mention anything that happened before this."

"When he ascends again one day, your relationship will remain the same as before."

The four people of Jun Chao frowned, "How can this be possible? If we seal up He He's time as much as possible over the years, if he meets other people in the lower world..."

Xiaotian looked at the four people calmly, "It's a matter of encountering, there is no room for negotiation."

The four of them looked grim in an instant. If the little sword spirit forgot about all four of them for the time being, it might take another hundred years. Who could bear it?

He Censheng is so dazzling and eye-catching, I don't believe others would not be attracted to him.

Seeing the unfriendly looks from several people, He Cen quickly pulled their hands and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I have reached the middle stage of the Spiritualization Stage now, and my cultivation is improving rapidly. Don't worry too much."

Bo Lou immediately retorted, "That won't work either."

The Emperor spoke quietly, "Then you don't have to ask anymore. Xiao Cen should have gone to the lower world earlier. You already have a lot of things to deal with."

"Since my ascension has been delayed, Yuxin and the Mother Goddess will blame me even more."

The flattery failed, and neither did the cuteness. He Cen really didn't expect that he would almost get himself involved.

Looking at Cheng Xuan Tian Zun on the bed, he finally swallowed silently, "Then let me ask, can you simply tell me yes or no?"

Xiaotian was so angry that he laughed, "You little darling, you don't tolerate any nonsense."

He Cen chuckled and continued to ask, "Does the Lord God have any relationship with him?"

Xiaotian closed his eyes and nodded after a while.

He Cen blinked, "What happened to Cheng Xuan Tian Zun? Will he wake up?"

The Emperor looked at him without saying anything, probably because it was difficult to answer this question.

He didn't let He Cen ask so many questions, and finally sent the person to the underworld quickly.

Although he looks stern and difficult to get along with, he actually has a bit of favoritism towards the younger generation.

Knowing that He Cen, Jun Chao and the other three were all very lonely, he just turned a blind eye and put off the matter of sealing their memories.

Prepare to settle the four people who ascended first, and then worry about He Cen's progress.

The four of them later figured out that the main god was an evil thought that separated from Chengxuan Tianzun in the past. As a true god, he had contributed to the upper realm for many years and inevitably accumulated a lot of old injuries.

The original ancient gods all relied on the regulation of heaven and earth. At that time, the upper realm was not complete, the world was full of turbidity and chaos. In order to maintain a clear and bright order, the true gods had to go down to the lower realm to absorb and refine.

After a long period of integration, he would certainly accumulate these negative shadows. Over time, Cheng Xuan Tianzun's health deteriorated.

He himself was actually unwilling to separate himself from his negative side, because after the separation, it would easily lead to new disasters, and if not handled properly, he would easily become a bigger villain, so at that time Cheng Xuan Tianzun chose to end his divine journey.

The destiny of the ancient gods is long, and for Cheng Xuan Tianzun, he has actually lived for a very long time. He does not care about the gains and losses of the moment. Moreover, it is not difficult for him to enter the cycle of reincarnation and start over again.

But the separated part was also a part of his soul. It was unwilling to disappear, and unwilling to sacrifice itself, so it split into two.

Chengxuan Tianzun was already very weak at that time. He had lived enough as a god. Receiving dark information for such a long time made him feel not very good.

God is easily unhurt, but when he is hurt, it is fatal.

This pain accompanied him for longer and longer, and he began to want to break away from it.

So he finally gave up that part of himself, but unfortunately that part was unwilling to leave and kept lingering around, and even formed an independent self-consciousness. This radical consciousness is the Lord God.

His power is inherited from Chengxuan Tianzun, it is very pure and fierce, so it is difficult to kill him.

Moreover, it is the negative side that has accumulated from various planes over the years from ancient times to the present. It is not so easy to deal with. If it is crushed and dispersed, it will also be a secondary injury to Chengxuan Tianzun.

More importantly, it is very likely to disrupt the current peace of the three realms.

The originally clear and bright world became turbid again.

From what the Emperor said, it seems that he will seal it first, and then slowly dissolve it bit by bit.

The merits accumulated by the gods in past calamities are to wash away this filth.

After the four people of Jun Dynasty handed over the merit bags, although they were unwilling and wanted to grind the Lord God to ashes, they really had no choice.

Even the Heavenly Dao was having a headache about how to make him split and perish, so naturally they couldn't intervene.

The suffering I have endured is indeed unbearable, but dawn is of vital importance. There is no way to rush it. I can only deal with it bit by bit.

He Cen couldn't describe his feelings after hearing the explanation. It turned out that everything in the world was so small. What seemed like a big thing to them was nothing compared to the laws of nature.

The four people of Jun Dynasty actually went down to the lower world to see He Cen once and explained a lot to him. "The emperor is kind and has always been partial to you and cared about you."

"Chengxuan Tianzun is also under the control of the Mother Goddess. I believe your future will be much easier. Don't let your imagination run wild and practice hard."

"You are very talented and have a special identity. Your path to ascension is much easier than ours, so you must not be lazy and know this, okay?"

He Cen was unhappy after hearing this, but nodded after a while, "Chao Chao... is it possible that we can't see each other more often?"

"Does the connection have to be cut off?"

Jun Chao looked at his pitiful and troubled face, and felt a sharp pain in his heart. He couldn't say goodbye to him.

He Cen was not a child who knew nothing. Seeing the forbearing expressions on the faces of several masters, he naturally understood the result. He sniffed, his eyes reddened, "I know..."

"I will just practice hard, and you don't have to worry about me. I'm so smart, I will definitely be able to ascend soon."

"When I return to the upper realm, you must make up for the gifts I have received over the years and help me pave the way. When I return, you must continue to be my backers!"

The words sounded powerful, but the expression was still very forced.

It would take at least several hundred years for him to ascend. How could the little sword spirit bear to walk alone in this world for such a long time?

Moreover, even if he could endure, such a long time would be enough for him to forget a lot of things. The four masters naturally could not tolerate this, but they can't do that now.

Bei Qi pulled his hand, lowered his head and gently kissed his fingertips, "He He, the masters will never break their promises to you. We promised to always be with you, and we will do our best to fulfill it."

"Just take care of yourself and be happy. Don't be sad because of us."

"If I break my promise, you can just scold us and call us worthless, but don't feel hurt by yourself. Do you understand?"

After all, he was spoiled, and when he got angry, he even let He Cen say the words he cursed at himself.

The little sword spirit wanted to laugh after listening to this, but he also knew that this might be the last time he would meet his masters before ascending. He felt very sad, but he still responded bravely.

Before he ascended to heaven, the cultivation world underwent a major reshuffle, and many evil cultivators who had caused chaos in the world died. Now that the background is clear, it is indeed more suitable for He Cen to develop steadily.

Originally, I thought that even if he ascended, He Cen would surely be able to bring him up with him. After all, his body had the blood of the four of them, and this inseparable connection would surely not be separated by anyone.

But I didn't expect that the identities of these people were very special. Even if they gave up ascending, the Emperor would not let them go easily.

He Cen had been to the upper realm, so he naturally knew the Emperor's attitude towards them, so he was not surprised.

He already understood the meaning of what his masters said to him, so he just smiled quietly and obediently at the four of them.

The more this happened, the more distressed the four of them felt, but no matter how many words they had to say, they still had to say goodbye in the end.

He Cen couldn't bear to see his four masters, whom he loved so much, looking so indifferent, so he raised his hand and pushed Jun Chao's lips, "Don't be sad, maybe we'll see each other again in a few hundred days."

"I can't rely on others to ascend to the sky, so I'm not surprised that you guys take me with you."

"The road ahead is wide and open, and I can do it."

Bo Lou and Wen Qing reached out and touched his head. "He He, we will always be with you. Even if we are not here, we will always be watching you."

"The road ahead is bright and glorious. Don't forget your teacher."

He Cen smiled and said, "No, you guys treat me sincerely, I am not the kind of person who is ungrateful."

But few people didn't say that after this meeting, the Emperor was really going to erase He Cen's memory of their acquaintance.

He is a sword spirit, but he has a close relationship with the four true gods. The sword still has such a strong aura, which makes him lonely for having been alone in the world for thousands of years.

If someone has to bear the pain of missing you, I would rather them bear it than let He Cen suffer.

Just wipe it off. They will remember every little detail about the little sword spirit.

When He Cen woke up again on Yinwei Island, the time had gone back three hundred years. The world of cultivation had been reshuffled and a new round of stories began again.

He had completely lost his memory of his previous interactions with his four masters, and no trace of his time in the other world.

His realm has advanced from the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation. He is a well-deserved ancestor in the world of cultivation. Due to his special identity as a sword spirit, his cultivation naturally progressed rapidly.

No one among old friends mentioned the past anymore. Everyone was doing well on their own. When they met occasionally, they were all very respectful to Hecen.

The days passed by in a neither salty nor dull manner. Some of his fellow Taoists joked, "Old Ancestor He has reached the peak of his cultivation now. He should accept one or two disciples to pass on his unique skills..."

He Cen smiled and said, "That depends on finding the right person. I am such a lazy person. If I take in a disciple, I will have to worry about them. It's difficult."

"Then it's the same if you accept one or two good disciples and they take care of you in return!"

He Cen was delighted. "What you said is quite contrary to Tian Gang, but it does make sense. If I really run into this, I will definitely take action."

After this was said, many disciples came to him, wanting to become his disciples and learn from him. Unfortunately, He Cen had very high standards and he didn't accept any of them for many years.

But no one expected that just after the refining period, he picked up four handsome boys outside the cave.

Each one is more beautiful than the other, with beautiful skin, beautiful features, and beautiful bones. Their talents and abilities are completely different, and even their methods of cultivation, as well as their abilities as immortals, demons, monsters, and ghosts are all different.

He Cen raised his eyebrows, thinking it was interesting.

Seeing the four little babies standing in front of him, he reached out and poked their faces gently, "My cave is very strict. How did you get in?"

The four of them said nothing, but just stared at He Cen quietly with their affectionate eyes.

Seeing that he had no answer, He Cen could only smile and ask a new question, "Then - what's your name?"

"Jun Chao."

"Thin building."

"Bei Qi."

"Wen Qing."

He Cen scratched his ears and frowned slightly, "Why do I feel that this sounds so familiar? Where have I heard it before...?"

Before he could recall, the four little kids came over at the same time and nestled softly beside He Cen, "Master~"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop yelling. I haven't agreed to accept you as my disciple yet."

No one paid attention to his rebuttal. From that day on, there was a trail of followers following him.

Those who meet will eventually leave, and we will pray for each other once in a while.

I once said that I would accompany you through thousands of mountains and rivers and we would never be apart.

So once the agreement is made, nothing can stop us——

I'm here to find you.

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