The past is over
Xie Yuan and his followers did not stir up any uncontrollable storms, but they committed countless evil deeds that caused chaos. People from all walks of life were busy dealing with them for several months and were exhausted. The ones who suffered the most were the victims.
Among them, the place with the most resentment is the underworld hell, where there are countless wronged souls and the road to the underworld is crowded with souls.
In the world, those who can see ghosts can see a ghost messenger detaining a long list of newly dead souls everywhere at night.
Initially, there were no souls whose life span had not yet ended. Everyone in the underworld tacitly agreed that this was destined by God. With such a calamity, even if there were many souls, they could still be dealt with.
Until all the villagers in a remote fishing village died suddenly overnight.
When the ghost arrived, he saw that among the souls wandering in the village, except for a boy of only fifteen years old, the rest were those who had not yet reached the end of their life span.
Since then, new souls whose life span has not yet ended appear in the world almost every day.
Things gradually began to become uncontrollable.
Cha Suxun was so busy that he created hundreds of clones to handle affairs at the same time. He originally thought that it was related to the Rebirth Temple that enshrined "Xingyi Shenjun". However, upon checking, he found that the Rebirth Temple not only did not do any evil, but instead saved people from suffering and had a very good reputation among the affected people.
In people's mouths, Xingyi Shenjun was praised as a real god. Many protagonists in the legends saw Xingyi Shenjun appear with their own eyes and save people from suffering.
In fact, the root cause of the countless dead souls is related to the Dharma/Chakra school, which strongly denounces the view of rebirth.
The so-called Dharmadhatu sect believes in the evil abyss.
Heng Jin learned all this from Cha Suxun when she went to Youming to inquire about the situation and exchange information.
The Cha Suxun he met always gave people a gentle and spring-breezy feeling. However, this time, the Cha Suxun he met exuded a creepy and eerie aura. The anger, hatred and resentment were fully revealed in his serious expression.
The reason why Heng Jin went there was because this damn Falun Religion had infiltrated other realms, and many demons, elves, and even immortals, gods, and beasts had been "bewitched" by ghosts and chose to follow Xie Yuan.
Especially with the addition of those fallen immortals and fallen gods, Xie Yuan became even more unscrupulous.
There is no longer a peaceful place in the world.
Li Wan has to stabilize the demon world while running around to save people in need, especially her cherished friends of exotic animals, who are in greater danger in this chaotic world because of their own special nature.
The more you worry about, the more vulnerable you become to distraction. If they hadn't both been thinking about each other and hadn't helped each other in times of crisis, I'm afraid they would have both died several times over.
There is never any mercy in war. Everyone goes into battle with the determination of "either you die or I die".
It is inevitable that the general will die in battle.
While rescuing a litter of tiger catfish cubs, Li Wan, exhausted from her long labor, was severely injured by Xie Yuan's followers. In the nick of time, Heng Jin rushed to block the fatal blow for her and passed out.
The culprit, the Snow Girl, escaped, causing an avalanche on the entire fairy mountain, causing the cave they were in to be buried in thick white snow. The heavier the snow fell, the colder it would become.
This snowy mountain is no ordinary mortal mountain; it is the remains of the deceased Snow Mi beast. The snow on this mountain remains unmelted for millennia, its frigidity impossible to withstand with magic or spiritual power.
Li Wan could only try her best to cast spells to dispel the cold to ensure that they would not freeze to death, and wait for Xiang Yao and Jiuwei to bring reinforcements to rescue them.
There was nothing else flammable in the cave, only cold ice, rocks and earth.
He held on with his remaining vague consciousness, and the magic that flowed faintly from his fingertips ignited the phoenix blood flowing on the ground, keeping him warm temporarily.
Li Wan hesitated and struggled for a long time. When the blood flowing from his injury was about to be burned out, she still chose to hold him in her arms and wrapped them both with her cloak.
The distinction between immortals and demons prevented her from even casting a spell to save him. She could only cast a spell to temporarily heal his wounds on the surface. The internal injuries could only be healed by fellow immortals and spirits.
At this moment, she realized more clearly the difference between her and Heng Jin.
The cold always makes people's minds clearer. Li Wan stared at his sleeping face, thinking about something. She kept looking down at him until he woke up.
At this point, they had been trapped here for three days and three nights. The warmth in their bodies was slowly dissipating, and the cold was gradually engulfing their consciousness.
Li Wan and Heng Jin only realized now that there was something wrong with this cave. While they were trapped here waiting for rescue, not only did they not recover from the quiet rest, but they became increasingly weaker.
It should have the same effect as the poisonous fog in the Misty Forest and the dark land of the Evil Abyss.
The cold is more like a "cold poison".
Moreover, this poison is extremely difficult to detect.
Forced into a corner, they could only rely on practicing internal energy to consume their own magical power to keep warm and protect themselves.
Li Wan's spell didn't last long before she was forced to spit out a mouthful of black blood by the cold air that invaded her body.
Seeing this, Heng Jin quickly cast a spell to protect her heart meridian.
Li Wan felt a tiny bit of relief and quickly grabbed his hand to stop him.
Both of them began to feel dizzy, and Heng Jin, who was the most seriously injured, even began to have blurred vision.
If they don't get rescued any sooner, they might really die here.
They could only keep chatting with each other to keep each other awake.
As they chatted, Li Wan joked, "If my true form were a flame, perhaps we wouldn't have frozen to death. If there's an afterlife, it would be wonderful to be an unrestrained flame, warm and free, burning into whatever shape I want."
He didn't argue, but instead asked earnestly, "Flame? What kind of flame is it that lasts forever?"
"Well, the Emperor has seen the ghostly fire floating on the other side of the Forgetful River. It's a dark blue fire that lasts forever. It's very beautiful."
"I've seen it. It's truly beautiful. Such a special and unique true form. If Wanwan really turns into a ghost fire in the underworld in the next life, I will definitely find you."
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They talked about everything, and the empty and quiet cave was filled with laughter from time to time.
His consciousness became so dim and blurry that it became uncontrollable, and he was on the verge of death.
All the questions that had been nagging at the two of them for so long were finally answered. They both felt certain of each other's feelings, but because she and Cha Suxun were still engaged, their conversation was cryptic and to the point.
They were unconscious for a long time, and the hems of their clothes, which were soaked in blood, were frozen solid, with a thin layer of frost on the surface. Only then did the reinforcements brought by Nine-Tailed Fox find them buried deep inside.
After waking up, when Heng Jin met Li Wan again, she told him that Cha Suxun had personally cancelled his engagement with her.
Hearing this, he was shocked.
Since Li Wan didn't tell him the reason, he didn't want to ask.
Heng Jin struck while the iron was hot and took her to Qiwu Mountain. This time, the mount was not Xiang Yao, but Heng Jin himself.
At the foot of the mountain, as Heng Jin's melodious phoenix cry resounded throughout Qiwu Fairy Mountain, all the flowers on the entire Qiwu Fairy Mountain grew and bloomed rapidly, and the red maples on the mountain dyed the spring red.
When you look at the scenery outside the mountain, you may not see the peach tree, but you may see the peach petals first and smell the fragrance of the peach blossoms from the sacred tree first.
Heng Jin brought her to the pavilion beside Qingquan Waterfall.
The pavilion floats in the air above the clear spring. The mottled sunlight penetrating the leaves shines on the glass lotus leaves, and the dazzling luster is reflected on the sparkling water, which is very beautiful. Fairytail fish swim around in pairs.
In the center of the pavilion is not a stone table, but a swing made of various bright flowers.
He invited her to sit down, and the swing, which had been silent for many years, began to swing again. Everything was different.
He began to mention the cryptic words he had spoken before his death in the snowy cave. She did not avoid him any more, so he spoke frankly about his feelings. Finally, he got a response, and he wanted to tell the whole world about it immediately.
After calming down a little from their ecstasy, the two decided not to tell the outside world about this for the time being.
After all, in these turbulent times, the rumor of a love between an immortal and a demon could not possibly come out and cause a huge stir.
In the days that followed when they hid their love and kept it secret from others, it seemed as if Li Wan was the only one who kept the agreement in mind at all times. Heng Jin was like a sticky plaster, and he really liked to cling to her.
The two of them didn't have any intimate contact beyond a "subtle" hug, but it was also very sweet and warm, and he always found ways to make her happy.
Li Wan hadn't figured out how to tell Cha Suxun yet, and he seldom came to see her because he was busy with the affairs of the Netherworld, so she kept it a secret from him for a long time.
Every time Cha Suxun came to see her in a hurry, Li Wan would be jealous of Heng Jin's delicate and pitiful "tea words and tea talks", and had to say the sweet words he had just taught her to coax him.
Many times, she felt like a beloved concubine lingering by the side of the king.
I still remember when, at the Tangquan Palace, Heng Jin cast a spell to transform the beautiful lady into a favorite concubine, and even tenderly and charmingly declared, "My goal is to become the king's consort."
Now, he has really stepped half a foot into the door of Wang Fu.
The days of joy and love did not last long. Their feelings grew stronger as time went by, but they were forced to separate when the war against the evil abyss ended.
Li Wan died, died on that cold stone formation.
When he arrived after being trapped by the Heavenly Lord, it was already too late.
Her cold body lay alone in the center of the stone formation, with her limply stretched arms each with a shocking deep wound and bloodstain at the wrist. The dried dark red blood in the grooves of the stone formation made the patterns carved on the stone formation particularly clear.
Heng Jin tried her best but couldn't gather her dead and shattered soul. She didn't even have time to say goodbye.
Clearly, the day before, they were still wearing wedding clothes, sitting in front of their parents, and getting married in the sacred peach tree forest he planted on Qiwu Mountain.
Clearly... they had agreed that they would get married once the evil abyss of trouble was over.
Heng Jin knelt on the stone formation, hugged her in despair, and cried heart-wrenchingly on her neck. Her blood dyed most of his white robe red.
The immortal colleagues sent by the Heavenly Emperor to persuade them all spoke with ease. They were all glad that the troubled times had returned to peace, but few of them said a word for the sacrificed Li Wan.
Before the matter was over, all the creatures from all walks of life who had been saved by Li Wan praised her meritorious deeds, and they were so united that it seemed as if all the resentment and prejudice against the demons had been resolved at this moment.
Now that she is dead and everything is at peace, the unpleasant sound is coming out again.
It's obvious that two people are in love...
It was clearly him who provoked her first, but no matter how he explained or proved it, outsiders would not believe him and insisted on putting all the blame and abuse on her, a deceased person.
And she was also saying that she was foolishly dreaming of clinging to the gods...
He turned against her on the spot, but the result was that outsiders started to slander her behind her back. The more he defended her, the more unpleasant the words those people said.
The bloodstains on the ground where Heng Jin knelt had dried up and turned black. The heavy rain washed away the bloodstains without leaving any trace, as if the tragedy of her death had never happened.
He hurriedly cast a spell and teleported to a sheltered place, fearing that even the stains of her blood on his clothes would be washed away by the heavy rain. In this way, the world would have one less object to prove her tragic sacrifice.
Heng Jin wore the blood-stained robe and prayed to all the gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas like a madman.
They all saw Heng Jin in blood-stained clothes, and they discussed among themselves, with strange and puzzled looks in their eyes.
He didn't care, he just wanted to wear it for all living beings to see, so that they would never forget her sacrifice.
However, he underestimated how ungrateful and disgusting those ungrateful people were.
Finally, he obtained the hexagram poem from Patriarch Bodhi:
The reckless action of cause and effect disturbs the darkness.
The wheel of life turns like the morning sun.
The sound of Sanskrit lingers around the house,
The sea of karma is murky and has lasted for several autumns.
The dark embers and blue past life debts,
The broken relationship continues to bring sorrow.
The virtues are hidden and the spirits are still there.
Only when the soul disappears can one see the purple flower.
He hid his tracks and went to the netherworld to search for her remaining soul. He searched every corner but to no avail. Despairing and collapsing, he cried so hard in the sea of red spider lilies that his eyes were almost blinded.
A decree of deification from the Heavenly Emperor came down, and he became a truly deified emperor.
Originally, all living beings in the six realms called him Emperor. This was a respectful title he earned for his great achievements in risking his life in battle to protect the people, but he had never been actually given the title of Emperor.
Now I have it, but it is based on the death of my beloved wife.
He felt that He Qi was right to scold him, as he had obtained the title of Emperor by stepping on Li Wan's corpse.
He was so devastated that he wanted to commit suicide for love. Just before he was about to do so, the gods in heaven came to ask him to go to battle and subdue Xie Yuan's old subordinates to put an end to the matter once and for all. The Lord of Heaven even asked for his help by raising him for many years.
He had to go into battle first.
He promised himself that after the deed was done, he would commit suicide for love.
However, things were not as simple as he thought. After dealing with it for a long time, he found that it could not be eradicated at all.
While subduing and capturing Xie Yuan's former subordinates, he was also looking for the "reincarnation of life and continuation of the broken fate" as revealed in the poem of Patriarch Bodhi.
By chance, I heard a spirit living far away in the fairy mountain mention the Shezi Flower, and then I learned that the so-called Shezi Flower is just another name for the Lycoris radiata.
At this point, he firmly believed that if she were to be reincarnated, she would definitely appear in the underworld.
Thirty thousand years passed, and after keeping a close eye on Youming for many years, he actually found her reincarnation.
Just as she joked when she was dying, she would be a ghost fire in her next life.
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Yuanli rewatched her and Hengjin's premeditated encounter from his perspective, and saw the love he had hidden.
The memory scroll ended, and Yuanli said calmly, "I'm done. Can you let me go now? I've been delayed for a long time. It's time to set off for Floating Butterfly City."
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