Xie Tingyun wandered alone in the darkness, avoiding the crowd, hiding carefully.
The evil spirits always want to take his body away, sometimes he is sober, sometimes he is in a state of confusion, he has already been exhausted after several days of fighting.
He should have insisted.
But even he himself didn't know why he persisted.
Maybe...he didn't want to become a night monster who was no different from a monster in other people's mouths.
He walked alone for a long time, and didn't stop until he heard someone talking in a low voice when he passed Wanku Mountain.
The old man had gray temples and a quiver on his back, like a hunter nearby.
Wanku Mountain is next to Wanku Mausoleum, and wild animals often die on the edge of the mountain range. Many hunters are willing to come here to take risks for these precious animal teeth and animal skins.
Xie Tingyun hid in the dark and watched him.
The old man just picked up a dead basilisk, because of its huge size, it is easy to share among colleagues. While peeling the skin, the two said: "That woman is so courageous, she dared to venture into Wankuling by herself in order to find someone..."
Those words got into his ears, he was too lazy to listen carefully, and he was afraid that he would cause trouble if he went out like this, so he huddled up in the grass, quietly waiting for them to leave.
The companion answered after hearing this: "I seem to have seen the woman you mentioned before." He asked, "Is she thin and clean-looking, and you said you are looking for someone named Xie Tingyun?"
"Yes, yes, what else..."
Xie Tingyun quickly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and pushed aside the bushes in front of him and walked out.
"Where is she?"
The young man's voice was hoarse, and he came out silently, startling the two of them so suddenly.
They stopped and looked over. Xie Tingyun was dressed in rags, his long hair covered his face, and his eyes were cold like those of a beast. Even so, the two of them could see clearly the red lines on his neck that were accidentally exposed.
Living in the devil world for many years, no one will not recognize this pattern.
—Ghost twister.
The two looked at each other, and both saw horror in each other's eyes.
They flinched and took two steps back, their expressions full of vigilance.
"You said... where did that woman go?"
Orion sized Xie Tingyun up and down, only to find that he was very similar to the person Yun Wan described, maybe...
Orion's eyes flashed: "Your name is Xie Tingyun?"
Xie Tingyun hummed.
Orion thought for a while.
If the two of them met and exchanged words with each other, they would know that he lied on purpose. Who in the lower realms knows that ghosts are born to hold grudges, if they are discovered...he will never escape!
"The little girl mistakenly thought that you went to Wankuling, and went in to look for you a few days ago. As for whether she came out or not, I don't know."
Wanku Mausoleum…
Wanku Mausoleum…
Xie Tingyun moaned here many times, and stumbled away under the puzzled gaze of the two.
After she left completely, the companion said: "Didn't you say that the little girl didn't go into Wankuling?"
Orion's heart trembled, he hurriedly covered his mouth, and unconsciously glanced in the direction where Xie Tingyun was leaving. After making sure that he would not hear, he breathed a sigh of relief.
**
Xie Tingyun ran very fast, and his chest was sore due to unsteady breathing.
He fell many times, and every time he fell, he got up again, got up and fell again, and staggered all the way to the forbidden area of the demon world.
He ignored the danger and plunged his head into it.
late night...
Xie Tingyun couldn't stop calling her name in his heart, even though he knew she might not be able to hear her, he didn't give up calling her name over and over again.
There was still a trace of vague footprints left in the soil, Xie Tingyun searched along the footsteps, but in the end the footprints disappeared, leaving only a blurred vision.
He didn't dare to think about the worst, and he didn't want to think about that. Whenever he met a wild beast, he would kill and disembowel him, and after making sure there was no wreckage in the abdomen, he continued to move forward. It is completely numb, like a puppet floating in Wankuling.
Xie Tingyun found and killed at least dozens of ancient monsters overnight. The killing spirit was so strong that the rest of the living souls hid when they saw them, and avoided them when they smelled them. .
He was covered in blood, his clothes were stained with plaster, and his hands were scarred from the long dissection.
The corpses of monsters were all on the ground, bloodstained and mixed with an unpleasant stench.
Xie Tingyun stared at the lump of rotten meat, his eyes gradually became crazy and paranoid.
He clenched the dagger tightly in his palm, and stabbed at the already dead monster, one after another, his strikes were more ruthless than ever.
"give me back…"
"Give her back to me..."
"give me back!"
He became a lunatic, his corpse had long been smashed into a pile of meat paste by random blades, Xie Tingyun still refused to stop, and the altar, which was originally clear, was gradually soaked in turbidity.
It is said that after a person dies, the soul will enter Huashanwu, pass through Huashanwu, and cross the Dudu River, and the three souls will be reincarnated.
Huashanwu...
Huashanwu...
Xie Tingyun muttered the name like a madman, then jumped up and rushed out without hesitation.
Huashan Fog is the junction of the demon world and the ghost world. All the dead souls in the six realms will pass through this fog. If a living person enters, the body is likely to be taken by the dead soul passing by. But at this moment, Xie Tingyun is no different from a dead soul.
The evil spirits were nibbling away at his living soul, if not for a sliver of sanity remaining, he would have already turned into a monster that looked like a devil but not a ghost.
He walked for a long time, wading through mountains and rivers all the way through the Dead Sea of the Demon Realm, and when he reached Huashanwu, he was left with only a breath of breath.
This layer of hazy sky and fog separated the outside world, Xie Tingyun broke into it, and his figure was quickly swallowed by the thick fog.
Huashan Mist is full of new souls who have just died, only coming, not going.
His body was full of dead energy, and no one noticed it when he mixed in. Xie Tingyun walked and searched, and when he saw a woman of the same age, he grabbed her, but it was not her.
Every time he met a person, he would be disappointed once.
Finally reached the end.
But after all, it is a living soul, even if it can fool the lonely ghosts around, it cannot fool the Huashan Barrier. The barrier in front of him prevented him from taking another step, Xie Tingyun felt unwilling, gathered his breath and punched it.
The barrier didn't move at all, Xie Tingyun pressed his lips tightly, his expression became more stubborn. He swung his second and third punches, and the rock-solid barrier made his finger bones numb, his skin and flesh split open, and blood gushed out.
The smell of blood instantly attracted the lonely soul around him.
The three dead souls have been withdrawn from the body long ago. They have no body or bones, and there is no blood bleeding. This shows...
"He is alive!"
As soon as this sound came out, the eyes that fell on him gradually became greedy.
Countless souls of the dead came to Xie Tingyun, but he ignored them, clenched his palms out of thin air, and held a silver sword in his hand. Xie Tingyun stared at the barrier tightly, and with a sword strike, the barrier swayed away, and at the same time, the spreading sword energy forced the remnants of the surrounding souls to retreat.
Xie Tingyun gripped the long sword tightly and struck again.
"Is this person... crazy?"
"Is he a living person who wants to enter the Tudu River?"
There were constant murmurs around, but no one dared to approach her anymore.
finally-
There was a "click" in the barrier to create a tiny crack. Seeing this, the lonely souls watching around gasped in unison.
Just when Xie Tingyun was about to swing his second sword, a huge impact suddenly came out from the barrier and bounced him several feet away. Xie Tingyun fell to the ground, and the silver sword beside him broke at the sound.
He stared at the broken sword in a daze for a long time, finally got up slowly, and held it carefully in his palm.
The blade of the sword has long been scarred by his tossing, and it can't be seen at all that it is a new sword that has just been bought.
Xie Tingyun suddenly thought of the situation when Yun Wan gave it to him just now, when she was smiling, like a hibiscus blooming in the night.
[In the future, you will go up to Qingyun with a long sword in your arms; you will cross the common people with one sword. ]
[Xie Tingyun, I'm here to ferry you. ]
"I'm obedient..." He hugged Broken Sword tightly, crying and begging, "Can you come back..."
His heart suddenly hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.
He couldn't sit still, his body was bent into a ball, tears fell down uncontrollably, the pain was so painful that he wanted to vomit out all his internal organs.
Broken Sword died in his arms, turned into smoke and dissipated in the clouds, at this moment, Xie Tingyun also died.
He got up alone, thinned to pieces by the thin shadow lingering in the mist.
**
Xie Tingyun went to Buzhou Mountain alone.
Kneeling silently for a long time in front of Daoist Qingxu's mountain gate, his living soul has been swallowed up by evil spirits until there are only strands left. He was like a walking dead, kneeling under the mountain gate motionless, with only one belief left in his mind——
[Go to Qingyun, protect the common people. ]
This is what Yun Wan wanted.
Buzhou Mountain coincides with the chaotic season, today the sky is clear and clear; tomorrow there will be heavy snow, but no matter the severe cold or the scorching heat, he always kneels and sits still.
The two disciples of Daoist Qingxu have been observing secretly in the mountain gate.
Looking at the young man who was getting thinner day by day, the eldest disciple Mo Hua couldn't bear it: "...if we ignore it, this boy might not survive the beginning of the year."
Liu Chen squinted at the cloud mirror, and let out a light tan, his white jade-like face showed a bit of indifference: "Brother, don't be soft-hearted, this kid is clearly trying to blackmail people, so ignore him." After a pause, "He put All the fruits you planted on the mountain behind you have been eaten up."
Mo Hua was stunned.
Liu Chen emphasized his tone bluntly: "All of them."
Mo Hua: "..."
Mo Hua looked at the young man in the glasses again, and suppressed the pain in his heart: "Eat, just eat." I... I can't starve to death.
Liu Chen has long been used to the big brother's kindness, out of sight and out of mind, he turned around and went to the small forest to continue practicing piano.
Unexpectedly, Daoist Qingxu went out of the mountain and came to Xie Tingyun that night.
Xie Tingyun knelt for seven days, and when he saw Dao Zun, he propped up his exhausted body and kowtowed, "Greetings... Qingxu Dao Zun."
His voice was hoarse, his forehead was on the ground, and he didn't even dare to lift his eyelashes.
Venerable Qingxu glanced behind him.
The living soul is about to be replaced by evil, and it stands to reason that it has become a complete ghost, but it is rare to still have reason until now.
Venerable Qingxu raised his finger to send a trace of spiritual consciousness, and said slowly: "Report your name."
"Thank you, Tingyun." He pursed his lips, "The words belong to Yun."
From then on, wherever she is, it is her home.
Xie Tingyun raised his head.
The Daoist in front of him had his back to the Lingshan Mountain, with an immortal demeanor, his eyes were firm, and he said every word: "I am going from Jiuyou Spring to Buzhou Mountain, and I beg the Venerable to accept me as a disciple."
Daoist Qingxu's eyes flickered: "You have an evil spirit in your body, this body is destined to..."
Before Daoist Qingxu could say anything, Xie Tingyun suddenly pulled towards the spiritual platform, and the evil spirits under his feet twisted. Without changing his expression, he peeled the soul from his body with his fingertips.
Liu Chen, who witnessed the whole process in the cloud-peeping mirror, froze for an instant.
The four souls are connected, even if the evil soul is drawn, the remaining three souls are hard to fix and must be damaged. If it is fast, it will be fleeting, if it is slow, it will be half a stick of incense, and the soul will be completely scattered, and the ashes will be wiped out.
This kid... is clearly betting on his own life.
interesting.
Liu Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking suddenly, it would be nice to have a junior.
Xie Tingyun continued to kneel, his spine straight, his dark eyes full of determination: "So, Dao Zun is willing to accept me as a disciple?"
Daoist Qingxu was surprised for a moment, then smiled: "Forget it, get up and follow me."
Xie Tingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up unsteadily.
After officially worshiping under Daoist Qingxu, Xie Tingyun came to Changming Mountain alone.
As Yun Wan said, the white nights here are always bright, and the sun is shining everywhere in the eyes.
Xie Tingyun chose an elegant place, set up a grave, erected a monument, and finally carved a few words on it——
[May your soul return to Changming. ]
He sat in the cemetery for a long time, and when he got up to leave, a bright flower grew in front of the tomb.
Xie Tingyun didn't look back.
"Xie Tingyun, said Sai Jian, where have you been?"
Liuchen Yujian flew in the sky, Xie Tingyun tapped his toes, and rode up unceremoniously.
Liu Chen kept his Changli sword steady, and said helplessly: "My sword is condensed by the strings of the zither, it is very delicate, get off quickly."
Xie Tingyun was expressionless, pretending not to hear, pointing to the front and said: "I saw a spiritual mountain before I came, let's dig together."
Liu Chen: "Is there a master?"
Xie Tingyun: "Yes."
Liu Chen: "...You call it stealing."
Even though he said so, Liu Chen still flew towards the direction his fingertips were pointing at.
The breeze caressed his face, Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and quietly felt the strong wind pouring on his face, Liu Chen looked at him curiously: "So where did you go just now?"
Xie Tingyun remained expressionless, and said, "Send an old friend away."
"Old man?" Liu Chen said in a confused tone, "When did you come here?"
"Not long ago." He paused, "but she will never come back."
She appeared in his life, for a brief moment, like a fleeting image, but he will always remember her thrillingly.
His love is buried in Changming Mountain.
— she will never wake up.