The long steps are like water, rippling away layer by layer, the stone steps made of white jade lead straight to the floating city, the pavilions and pavilions are carved beams and painted buildings, one of the giant trees goes up to the sky, lush, and the white flying flakes dance with the wind.

The quiet moonlight gently wrapped around the temple like a thin veil, adding a bit of hazy meaning.

One

The person who came stepped on the white jade steps, dressed in white, surrounded by a sword of weeping blood, and the sword intent rushed up into the sky.

This step is very slow, and every step is full of monstrous blood.

Sword marks were dense and terrifying, covering his entire body; Blood had soaked through his clothes, a mark between his eyebrows had penetrated deep into his bones, and his expression was full of sorrow carved into the bone marrow, and he was struggling to support it.

A woman was held in his arms, dressed in red, with a calm and serene face.

He stepped into the floating city and gently lowered the woman.

There was a loud "boom", and the giant tree that seemed to exist since ancient times collapsed, and the "snap" branch instantly shattered into thousands of powders when it touched the ground and disappeared in this world, losing its spirituality like an old rotten wood.

The man stared at the broken branch in a daze, then laughed bitterly, and laughed like crazy.

"Heh, hehe."

"Hahahaha."

The man laughed enchantingly, and after coughing a few times, blood flowed from his mouth, and he cried and laughed, his pupils scarlet as if they were about to drip blood; He sat on the ground, holding his head in his hands and watching the woman's body tremble, as fragile and helpless as a child.

"Xi'er." The man choked up and called out the woman's name.

Although the wood was destroyed, but the flying flotsam was revolving around them, he gently stroked the giant wood with his hand, thousands of powders slowly condensed, the giant tree stood between heaven and earth again, the giant tree vibrated violently and blood beads invaded from it, he closed his eyes, and tears slowly fell.

"Acacia, are you also grieving for her departure?"

There is a stone monument erected next to the acacia tree:

The wind and tide were planted in the fifteenth year of the emperor's month.

May this life, this life, the next life, the next life, the life and the world gather, raise the case with the eyebrows, and compare the wings into pairs.

Today, I will remember my longing for lovesickness, witness my wishes, and remember them for the rest of my life.

"In the past, you had a long-cherished wish, now let me continue it"

"I will definitely save you, no matter what it takes!"

Two

"Sikong Mufeng, you return my sister!"

The girl's voice was hoarse, and she shouted this sentence with all her might, and she was full of tears, crying so much that pear blossoms rained.

She slapped the boundary wall frantically, her eyes full of despair, and her mouth kept shouting: "Let me in, let me in, let me in!" ”

She did her best with every shout, she shouted a thousand times, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, her voice was gone, and her voice, which used to be as beautiful as a lark, became hoarse and unpleasant.

"Let me in." She sobbed and choked with all her strength, like the sound of a blade repeatedly grinding on a whetstone.

There is a sharp sword on the ground, three inches obliquely inserted into the soil, the hilt of the sword is engraved with the word "Qingyue", a small and delicate Yao Ling hangs on the hilt, and is blown by the wind to make a beautiful sound.

The girl sat weakly on the ground, and when she heard the bell, she couldn't help but murmur, "Sister." ”

Hope reignited in the girl's eyes, she stood up and stretched out her trembling hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and swung a sword with all her strength, and a monstrous sword qi condensed from the air, accompanied by the sonorous sound of the blade, and slammed away.

With a "boom", the boundary wall instantly collapsed.

What appeared in front of her was an endless white jade stone staircase, suspended in mid-air with no end in sight, and the girl wiped away her tears and ran on the stone steps.

The girl's heart was full of hope, and she thought to herself:

"Sister wait for me."

"When I find you, we will go back to Yuqing Mountain and never come out again."

Three

"Hand her over."

The person who came was tense, his tone was arrogant and very arrogant, and his red hair was very conspicuous.

"She's not here." Sikong Mufeng glanced at the red-haired man and said.

"Ji Xingchen can't be anywhere else." The red-haired man was visibly furious.

"I said she's not here."

"Then let's fight."

"Xuanyuan Longjue, you can't beat me." Sikong Mufeng's face was calm and he spoke lightly.

"What nonsense." Xuanyuan Long Jue's voice was full of anger, if he could find Ji Xingchen's girl, would he still use it here! If it weren't for the love between Fengxi and Ji Xingchen, he would have turned this place upside down a long time ago.

"Then let's fight." Sikong Mufeng glanced at the temple due south and said coldly, then he swung a sword and opened up a direct passage to the Martial God Realm, and he and Xuanyuan Long Jue entered the passage one after another.

Soon after, there was a "boom", and the boundary wall instantly collapsed.

Ji Xingchen held the Qingyue Divine Sword and broke into the Floating City.

"Sister, where are you?"

Ji Xingchen touched her throat, she forgot that she couldn't speak, she hugged the Qingyue Divine Sword tightly, with tears in her eyes.

Ji Xingchen walked to the acacia tree, her ears were gently touched, and she thought to herself: Acacia, can you tell me where my sister is?

Flying flocculent without wind automatically, swarming to the south, Ji Xingchen's hand was close to the acacia tree, "clang", Ji Xingchen's hand loosened the Qingyue Sword and she fell to the ground, she covered her mouth and suddenly couldn't cry, she hurriedly picked up the Qingyue Sword and ran towards the south quickly.

Don't have anything, don't have anything......

She stepped into the temple, the Qingyue Fairy King Fengxi lay calmly among the flowers, the Qingyue Divine Sword in Ji Xingchen's hand continued to tremble in her arms, and the sword roared like a sad roar, she let go of the Qingyue Divine Sword, and the Qingyue Divine Sword flew to Fengxi and lay beside her, letting out a mournful roar.

Ji Xingchen sat down on the ground, she raised her hands and pulled her hair hard, until her nails were stained with blood, and then she staggered up and threw herself towards the wind and tide.

"Sister, sister." She shouted hoarsely in a hoarse voice.

"Sister, wake up!" Ji Xingchen hammered her throat a few times, and she was speechless.

"Fengxi, you wake me up!"

She frantically burned her life spirit, and shouted this terrible sound, which went straight to the sky, so sad that even the flowers and trees wept with her.

"How can this be, how can this be ......"

Ji Xingchen ran out of the temple and staggered to the ground, she sat on the ground with tears in her eyes and said to herself:

"Even the lovesickness has changed, it is born from your long-cherished thoughts, and your soul merges into it and lives in symbiosis with it......"

"Yes, yes, it's just a spirit tree born because of you, how can it not pass away with you."

She looked up at the blue moon in the sky again, and the blue moon would break at any time if it cracked.

"Hahaha." The laughter was desolate, with pain and despair.

"Say yes and never leave, why don't you go first......"

Four

"Your Excellency really wants to do so."

The mysterious man was dressed in a black robe, his voice was yin and yang, and two crystal balls surrounded him exuding a chaotic aura, and there were hundreds of millions of stars on it.

Sikong Mufeng's eyes flashed with a look of determination, he held the Qingyue Divine Sword in his left hand, and the Immortal Sword in his right hand, and the Nian Feng Muyue Bell surrounded him.

"Come on."

The mysterious man stood in front of Sikong Mufeng, drew a five-pointed star array to stand in the array, and drew an eight-sided array of feet connected to the formation.

He cast a spell that caused the two crystal balls to fly towards Sikong Mufeng, merging with his eyes.

Pain! Sikong Mufeng felt that his soul was torn apart, and beads of blood oozed from his eyes, "Ah! He roared, and the sound broke through the sky and into the stars.

"If you accept the Chaos Spirit Orb, you will bear this fate." The mysterious man spoke up.

A purple light rushed straight into the sky, piercing through the inky night, and hundreds of millions of stars were reflected in Sikong Mufeng's pupils, and his eyebrows were full of anger, and he stepped on the floating clouds with his two swords in his hands and left.

"Hahaha." The mystery man left the place laughing.

Five

There is a sea under the Shura Domain, and the boundless sea is condensed by blood, and countless souls are gathered in it.

The 37,000th year of the emperor's month was the first battle of the emperor

Sikong Mufeng slashed all the foreign powerhouses to achieve the throne, he gathered endless corpses into a sea of blood, and summoned their souls to imprison them, tormenting them day after day.

Emperor month 37,100 years

A gust of wind stirred up the blood in the sea, and the waves of blood slapped on the shore, and the souls in the sea were slapped on the shore, making a terrible scream.

The blue light curtain shrouded the boundless sea of blood, Sikong Mufeng stood outside the light curtain, there was a tripod in front of him, the tripod had three legs to exude chaotic qi, he cut his wrist with a move of his mind, and his own blood continued to drip into the tripod.

Ji Xingchen rode the auspicious clouds, came to the sea of blood and looked at Sikong Mufeng, and then looked at the sea of blood, she quietly walked over and took Nian Yueling and held it tightly in her hand, at this moment Sikong Mufeng was concentrating on running the spell and had no time to take care of her, and did not find anything unusual.

The wind and clouds in the air swept away, lightning and thunder, the three-legged tripod slowly rose and bathed in the thunder, the blue light curtain gradually disappeared, and countless souls fled out like crazy.

A terrifying sword qi slashed away, and countless souls let out a terrible cry and then dissipated in an instant, and they reunited after Sikong Mufeng cast the spell.

The Endless Soul Madness was sucked into the Three-Legged Ding, the blood receded, and nine high mountains rose from the flat ground, one of the gates tightly closed, surrounded by nine mountains.

Sikong Mufeng jumped to the sky and stood on the top of the mountains, followed by Shen Xingchen.

Luofu Heavenly Nine Dragons Immortal Palace

Xuanyuan Long Jue felt a lot of pain in his heart, and then he thought of something and rushed out like crazy.

"Here we are." Sikong Mu said coldly.

Ji Xingchen stood aside and clutched Yaoling tightly, his eyes full of determination.

He urged the three-legged tripod, this was the coldest and darkest moment of the era, the nine mountains kept shaking, and in three moments, the fan that seemed to come from hell opened wide at this time, and endless black qi gushed out from it.

"Hide from the sky." Sikong Mufeng shouted.

The long river of years is in front of it, and hundreds of millions of thunderbolts are gathered on the top of the endless firmament, as if they are going to be split at any time, and there is a loud "boom", Sikong Mufeng is hard to be hit, and his eyes reveal firmness.

"What." The mysterious man who was far away at the top of the sky shouted, the Chaos Spirit Bead he controlled had no reaction at the moment, he was the spokesperson of the sky, the will of the sky, and it was also the will of the sky to let the wind and tide pass away so that Sikong Mufeng could rise, after all, he was the best candidate.

The mysterious man counted a hexagram, but spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and he spoke: "Even the heavens don't know where he is?" ”

"I'm going to find you, such a good puppet can't die."

The sky slashed 9,900 thunderbolts, Sikong Mufeng stood in the thunder and lightning, 300 billion stars crossed in front of him, he was like a thunder god bathing in thunder and fire to return to the world

"Enough, enough." Sikong Mufeng laughed wildly in the thunder and lightning, and then coughed up a large mouthful of blood, she was about to come back.

What is it to sacrifice yourself for her life.

The gates of hell are also the gates of life, which represent death and symbolize new life.

A white flower in the abyss was tightly closed, Sikong Mufeng looked at it and smiled slightly, and he stepped out with one foot.

Ji Xingchen clenched Nian Yueling, used the spiritual power of his whole body, rushed out to push Sikong Mufeng away, and jumped himself.

"Stars!" Xuanyuan Long Jue arrived, and when he saw this scene, his liver and intestines were suddenly broken, he jumped towards the gate of hell, he stretched out his hand and cried and shouted: "Catch me, catch me stars." ”

"Grab my hand."

Ji Xingchen and Xuanyuan Long Jue fell rapidly, Ji Xingchen closed her eyes, she felt that she had never been so brave for a moment in her life.

"Spiritual Realm Meeting, from the moment I was rescued by you, my life has belonged to you."

She still remembers that day, her sister wore a phoenix crown and married Sikong Mufeng.

She said:

Qingyue has a total of three wishes, engraved into the lovesickness, and may never forget it.

One wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes that the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan, and the years are long.

My sister condensed her long-cherished wish and turned into an acacia tree.

But Sikong Mufeng disappeared that day, Sikong Mufeng was your sister, but I hurt my sister......

It was as if she had seen the scene of that day in front of her eyes again.

………

"Sikong Mufeng, you stop for me!"

"You give my sister back, why don't you protect her!" Ji Xingchen asked sharply.

"How dare you come?" Sikong Mufeng looked at Ji Xingchen coldly.

"Thou hast taken her and done her so bad, that thou hast not repented?"

"Heh, let me ask you if Qingyue Sword and Nian Yueling are both on you!" Sikong Mufeng glared at Ji Xingchen angrily, "If you don't come, don't think about leaving if you come." With that, he drew his sword and pointed at Ji Xingchen, and the sword intent roared into the sky, as if in response to his anger.

"What do you want to do?" Xuanyuan Long Jue summoned a trident, and also pointed at Sikong Mufeng.

"What did you say?" Ji Xingchen shook his head, how could she not understand the meaning.

"Huh." Sikong Mufeng sneered, "She sacrificed herself to give you a way to live, what qualifications do you have to come here again." ”

"How can this be, how can this be, I hurt my sister ......"

…………

"I know that if Sikong Mufeng sacrifices himself in exchange for your rebirth, even if you come back, you won't be happy, so let me replace him!"

"There are only two people I am most sorry for in my life, except for you who are Xuanyuan Longjue."

Ji Xingchen opened his eyes and saw Xuanyuan Long Jue falling with her.

"Good, take my hand, I'll be with you." Xuanyuan Long Jue cried.

"Don't, don't." Ji Xingchen shook his head.

Then she smiled, closed her eyes and pulled out the meteorite on her head, and threw it towards Xuanyuan Longjue, the meteorite held Xuanyuan Longjue and slowly floated upward, Xuanyuan Longjue wanted to avoid it but had no way, it was given to you in the past, just to protect you from eternity.

Now, he can only watch his beloved leave, getting farther and farther away......

"Sister, I'm here to accompany you." Ji Xingchen thought to herself, she smiled, and there were undried tears in the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light came from the abyss, and a woman in red came out of the flowers, with a blue moon hanging behind her, and the whole world was still at this moment.

Seeing this, Sikong Mufeng's heart tightened, and he even jumped down.

"Xi'er, I'm here, waiting for me!"

Feng Xifei stepped forward to catch Ji Xingchen and said, "Fool." ”

"Sister." Ji Xingchen heard the voice and opened his eyes happily, "I'm sorry sister, I have blamed myself every day for the past hundred years, how good it would be if you didn't save me at the beginning." ”

"Yes, if I were the only one left, I would be like you. My little star has grown up and will protect my sister. ”

"If there is a next life, let you be my sister and protect me."

"Hmm." Ji Xingchen nodded seriously, "I will definitely protect you, unlike Sikong Mufeng's guy." ”

Fengxi glanced up at Sikong Mufeng and smiled, letting himself fall with the stars of the same season.

"Xi'er, don't do this." Sikong Mufeng frantically burned his own essence and blood, and just as he was about to catch the wind and tide, all he touched was the cold gate of hell.

"Looks like I'm late." The mystery man arrived.

Sikong Mufeng and Xuanyuan Long Jue glanced at the mysterious man, and they all went up to beat him!

"Eh, why are you two to one!" The mystery man screamed!

"Say, what can be done to save her!" Sikong Mufeng's pupils were bright red, like a rakshasa coming from hell. He dragged the mysterious man and threw him towards the gates of hell.

The moment the mysterious man touched the gate of hell, he was bounced up again, Xuanyuan Longjue went up and kicked him, and he flew down again.

"Hahahaha." The mysterious man laughed, "She would rather fall into reincarnation forever than see you, hahaha, she will never escape the curse of destiny." ”

"And you, Xuanyuan Longjue, she also took your beloved, haha."

"What about the Nine Dragons Immortal Palace's transcendent Three Realms and Six Realms."

Sikong Mufeng's pupils dripped blood, he recalled the three-legged tripod, and the nine mountains disappeared and the sea of blood recondensed, "In this case, let you taste the taste of ten thousand souls devouring hearts." ”

The three-legged tripod spun rapidly, hundreds of millions of souls flew out, they showed bloodthirsty eyes, and after being tortured for hundreds of years, someone finally came to accompany them.

The mysterious man was kicked into the sea of blood by Sikong Mufeng, and ten thousand ghosts continued to pierce his body, and he struggled hard, among which there were even foreign kings, and the giants of heaven and earth who once occupied one side, even though he was strong and now his spiritual power was sealed, he was not the way to cultivate the body.

Sikong Mufeng stabbed at the mysterious man with two swords in his hand, and Xuanyuan Long Jue took out his magic weapon and threw it continuously.

The mysterious man spent a hundred years in the process of being torn apart and reunited, and his soul being split and restored.

"Let me die! Yes! He screamed, day after day of torment, causing him to have a nervous breakdown. He had said the solution several times, but Sikong Mufeng only tortured him fiercely.

"In this case, you should accompany her, experience the sorrows and sufferings of life, and if you can find her, you can atone for your sins." Sikong Mufeng tore through the sky and opened a passage to throw the mysterious man down.

end

In the 39,100th year of the emperor's month, the Emperor Sikong Mufeng achieved the position of the Emperor of Heaven, held the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and changed the era to Fengnian.

Forty-one thousand years of wind thoughts, the years have withered away, and the era of wind thoughts has ended.

Since the era of Feng Nian, the six realms have gradually flourished, demons, demons, monsters, and immortals have divided into three thousand Luofu Heaven, each occupying one place, and the conquest has risen in all directions, and the heaven and earth have changed hands several times, and the decline and prosperity have been repeated. But no one dared to call themselves emperors, and they were deeply afraid of this sky.

There is a tree in the south, the name is Acacia, standing in the void above the nine heavens, it is said that the Emperor of Heaven lives here, and is accompanied by a round of blue moon all year round.

After the wind thought, there was no trace of the Heavenly Emperor in the world, and even the transcendent Nine Dragons Immortal Palace disappeared between heaven and earth.

Where the blue moon appeared, there was the shadow of the acacia tree, and a man in white under the tree sat on the ground and stroked the piano gently, and said in his mouth:

"One wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes that the concubine will always be healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan who will always see each other every year."

"Xi'er, where are you?"

In the blue moon in the sky, the figure of a woman in red faintly appeared, smiling at the man who was stroking the qin, and then turned around and disappeared between heaven and earth......