If you are in the clouds, it will be like a lightning strike.

Fall on the heart lake.

Ning Yi's expression became in a trance, and it took him a long time to react...... The meaning of this ancestor's words.

A long time ago, Pei Min came to Lingshan and deduced the future with Xuyun here.

The heir of the general's mansion was cursed, so the moment the girl was born, she was destined to be a "dying person", and in order to avoid the catastrophe of fate, she was taken to Xiling.

So......

Pei Yatou's encounter with herself was not an accident, but "fate"?

The sword wielder is a taboo existence that cannot be divided.

Even Xuyun was no exception, so he didn't know what the image of the "sword bearer" who came to Lingshan many years later...... But he calculated the girl's lifeline.

That's why he can call out the name of "Pei Lingsu" so accurately.

A very soft voice sounded in the quiet room.

"Lives...... The Doom ......"

The corners of Ning Yi's lips tugged slightly, the hairpin broke during the duel with Jizo Bodhisattva, and the long hair spread out and fell loosely in front of his cheeks, covering his eyes.

The young man who knelt on the floor of the silent room had a wisp of murderous aura on his body.

He said in a playful voice, asking rhetorically word by word: "...... in this world?" Is there really such an ethereal thing as the 'Fortune Tribulation'?"

It's ridiculous.

But Ning Yi actually already knew the answer.

On this trip to the east, he has already seen the "willingness" that Dongtu does not believe in outsiders.

Those ethereal things are actually real.

Doom of Fate...... Of course it is.

......

......

You let out a long sigh.

Xuyun's figure slowly fell, came to the young man, and stretched out a hand.

Ning Yi didn't pick it up.

He supported the ground with both hands, slowly stood up, and then pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, supported his arm, and covered his body with a fine snow pestle.

Ning Yi's body, the deepest part of the bones and flesh, constantly burst out with "slight" tremors, like electricity, sweeping over the limbs and hundreds of remains, and transmitting to the cortex.

But these pains were suppressed by his willpower.

"So you knew about the existence of 'me' a long time ago. ”

He kept his head bowed slightly, his hair still covering his eyes.

Hoarseness.

There is no direct look at the old man.

Xuyun sighed lightly: "I know that there is such a person in the world, but I don't know what he looks like and where he grows up. ”

Master Xuyun's tone was obviously a little guilty.

He should indeed be ashamed of this, when the meeting of two people is out of some kind of "calculation", then the original pure feelings, will be changed because of this? He is a person who cultivates Buddhism, and monks cannot talk nonsense, and when the cause and effect are settled today, he chooses to confess to Ning Yi and reveal the "layout" of the year.

Really.

Xuyun's eyes fell on Ning Yi's body, and the young man's whole body was trembling, especially his hands, the palm of the pestle sword was no longer stable, and the other hand was clenching his five fingers tightly, eager to tear the skin of his palm.

The master's expression was a little complicated.

He could probably guess what Ning Yi was thinking at the moment.

It must be a memory of the past...... There is also the contradiction after knowing the truth.

Xuyun wanted to open his mouth to comfort, but as soon as he opened his lips, Ning Yi's voice interrupted him.

"So...... If not

With me, the girl has already died once, hasn't she?"

Xuyun froze.

He saw Ning Yi's raised head.

The breeze blew up the hair that covered his eyes, and a pair of slightly moist eyes were revealed, Ning Yi's expression was three points of pain and seven points of relief, and he laughed in a trembling voice: "It's so good...... At least I saved her once. ”

The old man, who was already in a soul state, trembled his eyes when he heard this.

Completely confused,

He never expected that the young man would react like this......

He thought of General Pei Min's words when he left the Buddha Gate, and after some exploration, he passed it on to Lingshan and passed it on to himself.

"That little guy from West Ridge, nice, very nice. ”

"My daughter can be entrusted to him with peace of mind. ”

Xuyun looked at Ning Yi's eyebrows, and he fell into a trance again.

It's like going back 500 years.

I saw the familiar "black robe".

The seemingly indifferent, but hot-hearted, very humane "sword bearer".

Last time we met...... It was a long time ago......

It's too late to think deeply.

Ning Yi's voice interrupted his thoughts again.

"Master Xuyun, I want to save the girl...... Please tell me how I can do it. ”

The old man woke up suddenly.

Ning Yi pestled the fine snow, and there was not the slightest wavering in his eyes, "Since I am the 'sword bearer', I am the exception of this world...... If you can save the girl once, you can save her a second time. ”

It's all too familiar.

This sentence......

Xuyun looked at the young man, he pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "The blood of the General's Mansion is contaminated with the irresistible 'Destiny', and this power, if you are not mistaken, comes from the 'dark creatures' outside the two worlds. ”

Ning Yi's pupils constricted.

"Pei Min first came to Lingshan...... It's not just that they came to me to discuss how to crack my daughter's 'fate'. ”

The old man told a big secret.

"As the deity of the 'source of fate', Pei Min himself...... I won't live long. ”

Sixteen years ago, Pei Min secretly came to Lingshan and asked Xuyun for a solution.

And immediately after that, there was the Tiandu Incident.

Pei Min died in a duel with Taizong.

All this, in the torrent of history, seems so reasonable, but if it weren't for Xuyun opening, who would know that General Pei Min would not have had more lifespan?

Ning Yi was shocked and muttered, "So...... Mr. Pei Min proposed a plan to go to the demon clan world and kill the White Emperor...... Because he won't live long?"

Xuyun nodded calmly.

"Yes...... The general has not much life, but this matter cannot be told to outsiders, if it is reported, there will be a turmoil in the northern city. ”

The old man was silent for a long time.

"Pei Min's plan to assassinate the 'White Emperor' was suppressed by His Majesty, and this matter was severely opposed by His Majesty. Xuyun smiled and said, "About the 'Fate Tribulation'...... In fact, Taizong also knew. ”

The second thunder.

Ning Yi's mind went blank.

"The Pei family's 'life calamity' can't be solved at all, even if the cultivation realm reaches the highest point of nirvana, there is no 'hope' for the solution, so Pei Min came up with the idea of challenging the White Emperor, and if he succeeds, he will kill the White Emperor, and if he is defeated, he will not be defeated, and he will ...... Through such a battle, to seek their own 'breakthrough'. ”

Xuyun looked at Ning Yi, his expression became solemn and serious, and said, "Back then, in Lingshan, I deduced a life

。 ”

"On the ...... of vitality to break the 'catastrophe'"

Shi Zu lowered his voice, "Or, become immortal." ”

"Or...... Break Nirvana. ”

Ning Yi listened to this sentence and fell into a daze.

"Breaking Nirvana is the same as becoming immortal...... Is there a difference?"

Xuyun looked meaningfully at the young man in front of him, an old man who was just a wisp of residual thoughts, raised a hand, and with a sudden sound, a green vine swept from the stone wall in the distance, twisted in the air, and fell into the hands of the old man who had no body at the moment.

"Yes. ”

"Absolutely. ”

The green vine was suspended in the palm of the void cloud.

The old man said softly: "The realm of Nirvana, which is not broken or established, is the 'new life' ushered in by a cultivator after bathing in death, and in this realm, the maximum limit of a cultivator is five hundred years. In 500 years, true death will come. It's like this green ivy...... Although it blooms in the spring and grows stronger than other vines, it still withers when winter comes. ”

He held the green vine.

Wrapped in soul thoughts.

The green vines withered rapidly.

"After that, it's time to fight against the '500 Years' catastrophe!"

Xuyun's expression became serious, "Once you can break through the realm, then you will rekindle the fire of Nirvana again, but this time, it will not be ignited for another five hundred years...... It can only last for a hundred years. ”

He let go of his palm, and the withered vines regreened.

Ning Yi muttered and asked, "Breaking through the limit, can it be regarded as breaking through the Nirvana realm?"

Xuyun shook his head and said, "No. The fire of Nirvana is still there, how can it be considered to have broken Nirvana?"

The old man held the green vine again and said softly, "Little guy, look at it." ”

The green vine grew wildly, then withered, then grew again, withered again, and constantly twisted in the palm of the old man's hand, and in just a few breaths, it was as if it had experienced decades of spring and autumn.

An invisible, but substantial force of "life and death".

"Disperse the fire of nirvana. ”

"Hold on to the life and death of heaven and earth. ”

The old man spoke softly and said, "No matter which path a cultivator cultivates, if he can't understand 'life and death' thoroughly, then he will stop at nirvana in this life, and he will never be able to break through again. ”

"This is the next realm...... Not immortal, but immortal. ”

The body of the void cloud burned with the flames of nothingness, and those nirvana fires were waved by him, and they dispersed again in an instant, "Countless cultivators, chasing 'immortality', those geniuses who have comprehended the cold ice, flames, and water flows, after stepping into nirvana and coming to the end, will feel hopeless when they see the 'truth'. Because they can't understand 'life and death', no matter how amazing they are, they are nothing more than turning into 'powder' after fighting against countless nirvana limits. ”

"Three Thousand Great Dao, if you want to live forever, there is only one Dao fruit to pick. ”

Void Cloud raised his palm, and countless void lights condensed in his palm.

It is vaguely condensed into the shape of a fruit.

Ning Yi thought of Lingshan's rumors about this ancestor, and he couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart.

Does the void cloud penetrate life and death?

Countless rays of light were shattered, and Xuyun's eyes were a little regretful, and he said, "I failed...... It's just a little bit of a failure. Otherwise, it will not leave the foreshadowing of the 'Bright Review' before the temporary. ”

Has the Void Cloud also failed?

Ning Yi looked at the old man in a trance.

The stone Buddha has been torn apart, and the remnants left by the void clouds have gradually disappeared.

Only an ethereal echo remains.

"If you condense this Dao fruit one day, she ...... You don't have to die. ”