Heavenly reincarnation, who is not the ant who looks up at the starry sky?

The red-clothed demon stabbed a sword into Qing Yuan's back, she held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and rotated it gently, Qing Yuan's blood dripped down the blood-red long sword, Qing Yuan was in pain, and let out a snort, but she seemed to be taken aback, took a step back, the long sword fell to the ground, and her hands trembled lightly and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Qing Yuan didn't know why the red-clothed demon woman let go of this opportunity to leave him, but he didn't think about it so much, he didn't advance but retreated, turned back and palmed, Cangyan Divine Palm, hand over Cangyan, this palm was like rolling magma, and it was like the scorching sun.

He once flipped through the ancient books, and the ancient books recorded that the demons troubled the world, charmed the immortals, and were the night spirits of Cangshan, the most afraid of the scorching sun and the scorching heat, and he secretly practiced for many years in this Cangyan Divine Palm, just to make contributions in one fell swoop today.

A palm slapped on the top of the demon's head, the woman in red didn't dodge, her whole body made a squeezing sound, the power of the cangyan continued to wear down her body, like ten thousand fires, wisps of flames turned into wisps of invisible filaments, deep into the depths of her soul, every meridian, every cell, she yelled in pain, but she didn't fight back, just looked up to the sky and laughed, she laughed inexplicably, laughed so much that tears flowed out, laughed so much that her whole body trembled violently, laughing so much that she held her chest...

The woman laughed, like crying, her whole body sounded, countless green smoke like fire and ice rose from her body, her whole body trembled violently because of the pain, she curled up on the ground, just like ten thousand years ago she absorbed the cold breath of ice, a cold person curled up on the ice, she was still laughing...

She turned her head and looked at Qing Yuan stupidly, she raised her voice and asked again, "Does it hurt?"

As if asking him, as if asking himself...

Qingyuan doesn't know if this demon woman is crazy, the master said that the woman's heart is a needle, and it is really a wise saying, and the witch doesn't seem to be able to escape this theorem, but he is Qingyuan, who has been tortured by the demon for more than ten years, between the demon and him, either you die or I die...

He stretched out his hand and pinched it, Cangshan Slashing Immortal Technique!cyan lightning flickered, a cyan lightsaber came out of the void, and a sword slashed towards the red-clothed blue demon...

She is the demon of Cangshan, 10,000 years ago, she did a lot of evil, charmed everyone, made people fascinated, delirious, she likes to eat people's hearts, was surrounded and suppressed by the Dao Palace, did not repent, killed the Dao Palace, had a lot of blood debts on her hands, and killed all 3,000 Dao people in the Dao Palace alone.

On that day, the Dao Palace was full of blood, and she alone made the Dao Palace decline for a thousand years, if it wasn't for the action of Cang Songzi Master, how could she bow down.

Qing Yuan made up her mind that this sword would break the cause and effect, and this sword would break her immortality!

The immortal slashing is ruthless, the sword blade is cold, and a sword descends from the top of the red-clothed demon's head, wanting to cut off her vitality and kill her all the gods and gods!

The woman looked at the ruined sword, she turned around, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed, she looked at the sword stupidly, and then she stretched out her hand, grabbed the lightsaber with both hands, and stabbed herself.

After thousands of years of vicissitudes, I thought that my hatred and my resentment were enough to kill you, but when a sword pierced your heart, the pain that pierced your soul at that moment, I knew that it was not you who I wanted to kill, but myself!

Qing Yuan looked at the blood butterfly on the chest of the woman in red, and suddenly a girl in red appeared in his mind, the girl sat barefoot on a pine branch, she swayed barefoot, she swayed, and the branch also swayed with her...

The woman's body suddenly erupted with endless yuan power, and a man's phantom figure walked out from behind the demon, he was wearing a Taoist robe, but it was full of demonic energy, but his face was exactly the same as that Qingyuan, he crushed the light sword, looked at the sky and roared, "Whoever wants to kill her, I will kill whom!"

The woman in red looked at this figure, for ten thousand years, she thought that she had given birth to a him in her consciousness, who would have thought that there was really him, he was like a piece of wood, standing in front of her, she couldn't believe it, and gently called "Wood, is it you?"

Two Qing Yuan? No, three Qing Yuan! Because Qing Yuan's body also walked out of a man wearing a Taoist robe!

Lin Yuqi looked at this strange scene, he felt a little confused, even with his brain, he couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, since he didn't understand, then it didn't matter, the woman in red who fought with him had already dissipated, he was happy and leisurely, cocked Erlang's legs, and slept in the void knocking melon seeds...

At this moment, the sky opened, and an old voice came from the void, "Wake up!"

A white jade pierced through the void, connecting the illusory and the real, Qing Yuan looked at the white jade, and suddenly a woman in Tsing Yi appeared in his mind, the woman's face was as bright as the moon, and her temperament was like green lotus water, not charming, not demonic, natural, the woman smiled sweetly, Qing Yuan's brain was like a lightning strike, and pictures kept flashing in his mind. The final frame is frozen.

In a deep hole, a boy with a cyan sword in his hand, and a girl came to his back with a food box, and a huge woman's face suddenly rushed out at the bottom of the cave, which originally rushed towards the girl, but then suddenly entered the boy's body.

He whispered, "Sister..."

I woke up from a dream...

The whole world shook violently, and the sky fell down one by one from the hole pierced by the white jade, and the whole world began to crumble.

The Cang Songzi Immortal Wind Dao Bone that came out of Qing Yuan's body, he stretched out his hand and beckoned to the demonic self, "Come."

He is the Three Souls, and he is the Seven Spirits.

The demonic Cang Songzi was murderous, he was originally transformed by the Seven Spirits, his wisdom was not obvious, and his only consciousness was to protect the woman in red, he instinctively wanted to reject the fairy wind bone in front of him, but with a light move of the man's hand, he couldn't control himself at all, turned into a streamer, and merged into the person's body.

Cang Songzi three souls and seven spirits returned to their positions, suddenly the treasure was solemn, full of Taoism, he was the body of the avenue, 19 years old has a near immortal cultivation, at this time the soul is full of the whole body The breath of the avenue is pervasive, mysterious and mysterious.

He stepped over to the red-clothed demon and called softly, "Red-clothed, I'm wood..."

The woman in red couldn't believe it, when the longing of ten thousand years became a reality, she couldn't believe it, she whispered, "You lied to me, you're not him, it's not..."

Cang Songzi lightly pointed at her eyebrows, countless pictures came one after another, she saw the little Taoist priest kneeling in the ancestral hall, kowtowing thousands of heads in one night, and the blood stained the entire ancestral hall, she saw him go through thousands of punishments in a month, his whole body was bloody, and he walked out of the criminal law hall step by step, she saw him walking down the mountain with hope, she saw an old man slap his forehead, and his body slowly fell...

She wept, "Wood..."

Cang Songzi held her hand for the first time, he was still like the dull little Taoist back then, he said softly, "He is my master, don't blame him"

And what he didn't know was that 10,000 years ago, there was an old Tao, kneeling outside the criminal law hall for a month, after slashing his beloved disciple to death with one palm, and quietly gathered his soul for him.

is not a person in the play, how do you know that the obsession is deep, the infatuation for thousands of years, and how can the enemy look back at him, her hatred, her resentment, has long been dissolved like ice, from love to hatred, from love to hate, from love to infatuation, from love to thought. A farewell for 10,000 years, hatred and obsession, all turned into lovesickness...

Outside Liuxian Village, Lin Yuqi stood with his hands in the thatched house, there was a large round mirror in front of him, the spiritual light in the mirror was shining, it was the scene of the broken world in the dream, there was a wooden bed next to Lin Yuqi, there was a woman in Tsing Yi sitting next to the bed, the woman looked eagerly, looking at a man in Tsing Yi lying on the bed, this son was naturally Qingyuan, at this time his eyelids jumped slightly, and then suddenly opened his eyes, in front of the wooden bed, the woman in Tsing Yi was like a bright moon, looking at the man who was awake, she cried with joy.

Qingyuan patted her head and said, "Okay, brother, it's okay"

Qing Yuan has been in the red clothes since he went out to see the stars in the middle of the night in the wine shop that day, and it was only when they came to the red clothes outside this Liuxian Town that they really launched an offensive, so everything he experienced in his dreams was actually experienced in reality, but the red clothes concealed the memories of Tsing Yi in his heart, and used this as a guide to break his will, devour his mind, and constantly distort his memory, so that his mind was lost, so that it was convenient for him to devour and occupy his body, in fact, the main thing was that the red clothes were trapped by love, and originally did not have the heart to kill him, otherwise where did she need any full moon night, she could take his life at any time！

Thinking of his experience in the dream, Qing Yuan was a little embarrassed, he was confused by the red-clothed demon, he couldn't tell between the dream and reality, he almost lost himself, even his dearest sister almost forgot, remembering what happened in the past few days, it was really a big dream like a heavy life, and now he is a new life.

Lin Yuqi beckoned to accept the void mirror that could shine into dreams and reality, he also relied on this mirror to lead Tsing Yi to break through the magic blockade of the red clothes, and enter the Qingyuan dream twice, but the red clothes were too strong, even he had no way to forcibly take Qingyuan away from the dream, and even woke him up, and this was the power of the red clothes after ten thousand years of being consumed!

Qingyuan hugged his fist and said, "Brother Lin, thank you"

He and Lin Yuqi have known each other for a few days, and the two hit it off at first sight, experiencing a battle of life and death, which can be described as sympathetic to each other.

Lin Yuqi stared at Qing Yuan's eyebrows, where suddenly Yuan Li rioted,

"Brother Qing, they're out!"

With Lin Yuqi's voice, two figures flashed out, it was Cang Songzi and the red-clothed Cang Demon, Qingyi raised his hand is a magical power, Qingyuan hurriedly stopped his sister, he pulled Qingyi to his knees and said respectfully, "Disciple Qingyuan Qingyi, see Cangsongzi Patriarch!"

Cang Songzi gently supported his right hand, and a huge force lifted Qingyuan Qingyi, and he said gently, "I have passed a thousand punishments and gone down the mountain, and it stands to reason that I am no longer your ancestor, so you don't have to kneel to me."

He looked sideways at the barefoot red-clothed woman beside him, his eyes were full of pity, and he said softly, "The red-clothed man has been leaning on your body for decades, and has formed a cause and effect with you, and my three souls are also attached to you, it can be said that we can still meet in ten thousand years, I owe you a lot, and I have to pay it back..."

He stretched out a finger and gently tapped it at the center of Qingyuan's eyebrows, which was a few meters away, ignoring space and time, and lightly tapped at the center of Qingyuan's eyebrows, the fairy light bloomed, and Qingyuan had an additional magical power in his brain: the Heavenly Binding Divine Technique.

He looked at Qingyuan and said, "This is the exercise I practice, it is the supreme magic of the Dao Palace, this method can only be taught, there are no classics, I have passed away, this exercise must have been lost for 10,000 years, and today I will teach you, that is, I will end the cause and effect between us, and I will return this technique to the Dao Palace."

"Thank you for your ancestral success" Qingyuan bowed respectfully again, this time Cang Songzi did not help him, after this worship, he was no longer a disciple of the Dao Palace, from now on, the Dao Palace and him did not owe each other.

Cang Songzi looked at the red clothes beside him, and he asked gently, "Now that I am no longer a Taoist priest, can I still marry you?"

Hongyi didn't answer, she turned into a red cloud and floated away, Cang Songzi stepped into the air, following closely behind her...