Mu Zifeng nodded lightly.

"That's good, it's a good ending. ”

"Yes, after so many years of hard work, you are indeed tired, it is time to rest!"

Xuecong's soft words came into Mu Zifeng's ears, and he snored.

He fell asleep.

Xuecong looked down at his face, tears raining down.

Her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

When they separated, they both thought that they would have a very good and happy future, but in just a few days, everything changed.

Gently kissed Mu Zifeng's forehead.

......

In the Demon Realm, the Demon Emperor had an angry face on his face and quickly flew to the top of the highest mountain.

Broke into the wooden house, but inside, there was no one.

Angry, he quickly left and headed towards the fairy world.

The Immortal Emperor felt his breath and felt the place he was going, so naturally he would not stop him, and he would not stop his lifelong enemy looking for death.

Angry, he pushed the wooden house open, and inside, there was no one else, only the Demon Ancestor, who seemed to be waiting for him to come.

With a smile on his face, he said softly: "You are here, sit down!"

The Demon Emperor was not seated.

"Ancestor, I think, you should give me a reason, why do you do this, you know that Ning Er likes Mu Zifeng! She is your favorite junior! How can you bear to do this?"

Demon Ancestor sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "Xiao Lang, you sit down first, this matter is too complicated, I'll tell you slowly!"

The Demon Emperor looked at him and chose to sit down!

Demon Ancestor looked out the window and said softly: "This matter, we have to start with that sword, if Mu Zifeng wants to control it, he must go through all this!"

"What is the reason for this, is it that only when you are dead can you really control that sword, and what is the use of controlling it?"

Demon Ancestor chuckled and said: "I didn't say it, he will die, you kid, can you not rush like this, how to say, I also watched you grow up, you listen to me after I finish speaking!"

The Demon Emperor nodded slightly.

"Ancestor, don't sell it, Xiao Ning's heart is about to break now!"

"This matter, I can't rush it, I can only suffer the two of them first!"

The Demon Ancestor continued to speak: "Yi Xing, I thought he could get everything from Mu Zifeng, but as everyone knows, the stealing magic knife has a fatal flaw, that is, the stolen things can't be used for a few after all!"

"Ancestor, isn't this magic knife useless, since it is useless, how can it be called the first poisonous weapon?"

"It's not useless, his usefulness lies in the fact that it is enough to let Mu Zifeng experience everything now!"

"I seem to understand a little, but, if you do this, will the resentment towards you in that kid's heart become deeper and deeper?"

Demon Ancestor sighed and shook his head.

"No, smart as he is, he will figure it out. ”

"Alas, Ancestor, since this is the case, I won't bother you, I'll leave first. ”

"Go back to the Demon Realm directly, don't tell Mu Zifeng everything, you know?"

The Demon Emperor nodded slightly.

"I naturally know how important it is!"

Pushing the door away, the Demon Emperor looked up at the sky and sighed helplessly.

What the Demon Ancestor said, he understood that they did not harm Mu Zifeng, and he would definitely live, but in this short period of time, Xiao Ning and him suffered a lot.

He's gone, Demon Ancestor, and he's gone.

......

Dawn shattered the darkness, Mu Zifeng did not wake up, and still snored.

Xuecong gently touched his hair, looking at the morning sun on the horizon, but in his heart, he couldn't see any hope.

Mu Zifeng opened his eyes and sighed lightly: "How am I, asleep!"

Xuecong rubbed the corners of his eyes and said softly: "Naturally, I was tired, so I fell asleep." ”

Mu Zifeng wanted to see the face of the blood condensation, but in front of him, there was endless darkness, and there was no light.

Xuecong sensed the hollowness in his eyes, and his right hand shook slightly in front of his eyes, without the slightest reaction.

His eyes are out of sight!

"Zifeng!"

Mu Zifeng didn't hear her words and didn't react in any way.

Hemagglutination raises the voice.

"Zifeng!"

That's when he had a reaction.

It seems that his hearing is also gradually deteriorating!

"Zifeng, let's go for a walk, or, always here!"

Mu Zifeng chuckled and said, "Ning'er, everything, it's up to you to decide!"

"I'll help you, let's take a walk!"

Mu Zifeng nodded slightly, his heart was very bitter, now he couldn't see any scenery.

"Okay!"

Xuening helped him up, and the two walked forward, step by step, the light of the morning sun fell on Mu Zifeng's twilight figure, the autumn wind blew, and the withered yellow leaves fell between his white hair.

A desolation swept over the heart.

However, after only walking a dozen steps, Mu Zifeng found that he had no strength, and he coughed incessantly.

Xuecong said distressedly: "Let's stop, here, it's very good." ”

Blood condensation leaned against the peach tree by the river, and Mu Zifeng leaned on her shoulder.

Fish frolicking in the river.

Xuecong said softly: "Zifeng, there are two small fish in the river, constantly frolicking. ”

Mu Zifeng nodded slightly.

"yes, alas, I don't have the strength of them. ”

Xuecong smiled and said, "It's okay, it's good to watch quietly here!"

Wu Yu and Ling Ya watched all this from the sky, and their hearts were very uncomfortable.

Especially Ling Ya, the tears in her eyes never stopped.

"Elder Wu, is there really no way to do it? His body is getting worse and worse. ”

Retreat shook his head helplessly, he didn't have any way, this was the first time for him, he felt so powerless, for tens of thousands of years, he was full of confidence, thinking that nothing in the world could be difficult for him, but now, he found that he was just a proud waste, a person who couldn't even protect his juniors and friends!

One day, another day, another month, the bodies of the four people were all motionless.

When Xuecong opened his mouth to speak, Mu Zifeng couldn't hear it anymore, his five senses had disappeared, and he couldn't perceive everything around him.

The autumn wind no longer blows.

Snow fell all over the land.

Mu Zifeng knew that his limit was coming.

He fumbled with his hands holding the blood.

Blood clotted his hand and spoke gently.

"Zifeng, I'm here!"

The gentle voice of blood condensation, Mu Zifeng couldn't hear it.

Xuecong had already discovered that his five senses had disappeared, but every day in the past, she still kept telling Mu Zifeng, telling about the past and imagining the afterlife.

"Ning'er, I, already, can't do it anymore. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently. With tears in his eyes, he gently patted him on the back.

"Ning'er, forgive me, at the end of this life, I chose to be selfish once. Take this sword in my hand, and after I die, my soul will remain by your side forever, in this sword. Don't do stupid things, your parents are still waiting for you, live well, my soul will always be with you, look at you, be happy with your happiness, and sad your sadness. Until the end of your life, and then, together we set foot on the other side of samsara. Promise me not to let me die blindly, okay!"

Xuecong had already cried until she lost her voice, and she wanted to accompany him, but listening to his bitter pleading, she didn't know what to do.

The violent coughing stopped abruptly.

"Zifeng!"

Bloodclotting screams of despair.

When Ling Ya heard this heart-rending voice, she was furious and fainted on the shoulders of retreat.

Retreat's eyes were red, and he looked at Mu Zifeng's corpse.

"Zifeng, I'm sorry!"

Mu Zifeng didn't die, he fell into a fainting, and at this moment, he was in a blood-colored world.

He mistakenly thought that this was where people go after they died, but in fact, it was not.

Here, is the inside of the Lost Sword.

Where only the dead can come, only the dead can truly control the Dead Sword.

The Sword of the Dead.

Mu Zifeng walked on the blood-colored earth in confusion, he didn't know where he should go, because everything here was exactly the same, there was no difference.

However, he had a gut feeling that he couldn't stop, he had to keep going.

Here, there was no time, no day or night, he didn't know how much time had passed, only how many steps he had taken.

Exactly ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-one steps.

He stopped, closed his eyes, and sat down.

Perceive everything around you with your heart.

......

Xuecong hugged Mu Zifeng's corpse tightly, and his eyes were already blurred with crying.

Three days have passed, and Mu Zifeng's corpse has not shown a feeling of stiffness, nor has it emitted the smell of corpses.

Sad blood clotting, did not notice these details.

She looked down at the blood-colored long sword on the ground, thinking back to Mu Zifeng's words.

After all, she did not choose to die, but picked up the sword on the ground.

"Zifeng, I believe that you, your soul, will always be with me, I promise you, I won't let you wait too long. ”

Put away the blood sword and pick up Mu Zifeng's body, here, there is an island, which is the place where the two of them met for the first time.

She was going to take him there, to take one last look.

Then, you will go to the demon realm and return to that sea of flowers.

Wu Wei hugged Ling Ya, turned around and returned to the Qingshui Sect, in this life, he didn't want to leave the Qingshui Sect again, he had always respected and loved the people, but he did the thing he hated the most, his belief had collapsed!

......

Xuecong looked below, that island, had long been submerged by the sea, there was no trace, the past, the trace, it was difficult to trace.

Turned around and left, returned to the demon world, she did not choose to return to her parents' side, but went straight to the sea of flowers, where it was the closest to the demon palace, if it was her parents Sinan herself, she could come to see her at any time.

Xuening looked at the boundless sea of flowers, the past, inadvertently, appeared in his mind, Mu Zifeng's expression when he first saw this sea of flowers, all of this, as if it was just yesterday.

Gently put down Mu Zifeng's corpse, and the blood congealed his clothes, fading his blood-stained black clothes.

He changed into his favorite white coat and tied his messy hair back with a crown.

Tears fell on Mu Zifeng's face.

Speak with a smile on your face.

"Zifeng, don't worry, I'll build a hut for us first, I remember you once said that here, we want to build a home of our own, today, I will build a house for us with my own hands, I know, you are by my side, you will always be with me, I will always be with you." ”

gently touched Mu Zifeng's face, but after all, he still couldn't hold back, threw himself into his arms, and cried bitterly.

God, why do you treat him like this, treat us like this, we don't want anything, we just want a stable life, why is it so difficult, life and death are vast, in this life, it is difficult to listen to the king's words. ”

The Demon Emperor watched this scene from a distance, already in tears.

A beautiful woman walked up to him, her eyes were also ruddy, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Be careful, don't let your daughter hear!"

"Meiyu, these two children, really bitter, back then, almost ruined each other and became a regret, but now, they have experienced such a farewell. ”

Meiyu sighed slightly.

"Although I knew that Zifeng would come back to life, my heart was also very uncomfortable when I saw Xiao Ning so sad!"

The Demon Emperor turned his head and said, "I'm old, I can't see such a thing, I'd better go and get busy with my business!"

Mei Yu nodded slightly.

"You go first, the Demon Realm needs you, but you don't need me, I'm here, lest Xiao Ning do something stupid!"

"Hmm!"

The Demon Emperor left.

Blood condensation rose from Mu Zifeng's arms.

Wiping away the remaining tears from her eyes.

"Don't cry, you don't want to see me like this, I'll build a hut for us first, and you wait here for me for a while. ”

......

Mu Zifeng, who was in the blood-colored world, felt that there seemed to be water droplets on his face, and reached out to touch it, but he didn't feel anything.

He knew in his heart that it must be Ning'er's tears, he wanted to leave this ghost place, as long as he left, maybe he would be able to live!

Such an idea is inexplicable, but he has such an intuition, and he has practiced it for more than a thousand years.

A voice of vicissitudes appeared.

"It's been 300 million years, master, you're finally here!"

Mu Zifeng got up and looked around, there was nothing.

"Who?"

"Master, don't worry, I am the blood sword in your hand, seeing that you obviously have me, but you can't use my ability, I'm more anxious than you, my master. ”

Mu Zifeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"You say, you are the blood sword in my hand, and I am your master!"

"That's right, there is only one owner of the Passing Sword, and it can only be you!"

Mu Zifeng sighed lightly and shook his head.

"It's a pity that I'm a dead person now, and even if I come here, it's meaningless. ”

"No, my master, you are not dead. ”

Mu Zifeng shook his head and said: "Are you joking? I don't have the heart to listen to your jokes now, if I don't die, you will tell me how I will go back and how I will leave here, instead of saying some useless words, although you keep calling me master, I don't have any memory about you!"

The voice of vicissitudes was silent for a while.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's because I didn't think about it, it's just that you don't have to worry now, this is what you set for yourself back then, and you can only leave here if you understand the eleven sword tricks. I must follow the master's orders!"

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged.

"In that case, you can tell me first, I, too, is not right, it is the story of you and your master, how about it?"

A red-robed young man fell from the sky and stood in front of Mu Zifeng.

Mu Zifeng raised his eyes and found that he actually looked exactly the same as himself, without any difference.

"How is that possible? Did you mean to do this?"

The young man shook his head slightly.

"Master, you misunderstood, the appearance of the sword slave was originally made by the master according to his own appearance. ”

"Sword slave?"

Mu Zifeng asked suspiciously, in his heart, he thought that this red-robed young man was the sword spirit of this sword.

"Master, I am not the sword spirit of this sword, the spirit of this sword is already asleep, only when the master rediscovers the sword technique, can it be awakened, and then the master can regain the grasp of this dead sword. ”

"And what are you, and why are you here?"

The red-robed young man knelt down on one knee and said, "I am just a sword aura of the master, I have spiritual wisdom, I was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by the master, I stayed here, waiting for the reincarnation of the master, and entered here." ”

Mu Zifeng nodded lightly.

At this moment, he has already understood a little.

"You get up first!"

The sword slave got up.

Mu Zifeng opened his mouth and asked: "This sword is a thing from outside the sky, could it be that I also come from outside the sky?"

"It's nature!"

Mu Zifeng touched his chin and said softly, "Then can you tell me my story back then?"

The sword slave nodded slightly.

"Yes, master, you are the person of Xianyun, in Xianyun, there are a total of ten forces, and the master, the pavilion master Yunchen, who single-handedly established a large force at a young age, has the strength of the twelfth order of Tianyuan, and is the only strong person who can use the three forces of immortals, evil, and demons at the same time. Xianyun is different from here, it is the real heaven and earth, even if it is the master of your strength, there are enemies, the masters of the ten forces have different abilities, and the ten of you are all equal in strength.

Xianyun's territory dispute has continued, and the owner has no intention of this, guarding his own territory and never arguing with others. But, the world is unpredictable, the master fell in love with a woman, but, this woman is the daughter of the master of the Calendar Pavilion. The Demon Calendar Pavilion, with great ambitions, especially their pavilion master, is bent on ruling Xianyun, and you fall in love with his daughter, so he comes up with a plan.

For the sake of love, the master fell for his tricks, your lover, with his own life, in exchange for your chance to escape, Yunyun Pavilion was destroyed by the Demon Calendar Pavilion, all the people died, and only one master was left. In order to take revenge, you went to the Calendar Pavilion and seriously injured their pavilion master, but at that time, you were gone, and when you saw your lover's father fall to the ground with injuries, you found that killing him was useless, and left.

You are looking for ways to resurrect your lover and friends everywhere, and finally, after many inquiries, you have found the owner of this small cave mansion, the entire Xianyun, only Liu Xuan, the pavilion master of Xuantian Pavilion, has such a cave, and the people of Xianyun all have soul beads, in the origin of the world. You used all your cultivation to bring out the soul beads of a few people, but you were also at the end of the strong crossbow, and you secretly came to Liu Xuan's cave mansion, and took everyone with you to reincarnate here.

And you, too, have calculated that Liu Xuan will definitely not let you leave here alive, so your reincarnation must have the ability to deal with Liu Xuan in this cave, but I can't let the Passing Sword enter the cave too obviously, and I can only look for opportunities in Xianyun all the time.

Later, I finally found it, Liu Xuan was seriously injured in the battle, retreated to heal, and the moment he closed the cave, I came here. ”

Mu Zifeng listened to his story, it was incredible.

Such a huge Xuantian Continent is just a cave mansion for the people of Xianyun.

"Can the people of the fairy clouds live forever?"

The sword slave said softly: "No, but every force has a unique method of continuing life, and it is almost impossible to die, just like Liu Xuan, it is by raising the people of the small world, so that the queen can increase longevity by absorbing their essence, flesh and blood." ”

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath.

"I understand, it's just that I don't know a little, Xianyun has the origin of the world, why does the Xuantian Continent also have the origin of the world?"

The corners of the sword slave's mouth rose, and he chuckled: "Liu Xuan, is a genius, if you want a place to have life, you must have an origin, and the entire Xianyun, only he has done it, he actually separated a trace of the vast origin of the immortal cloud, it is unbelievable, but he really did it." In this way, it also gives the master a chance to resurrect everyone. ”

"I understand what you said, Xuantian Continent, for Yunchen at its peak, is just a cave, only here, he can guarantee to find every friend, as well as, his lover, right!"

"There's nothing wrong at all, but, master, you have overlooked one point, that is Liu Xuan, his ambition is no less than that of the Pavilion Master of the Demon Calendar Pavilion, and even more so!"

Mu Zifeng nodded lightly.

"Although you are a sword slave, how can you know so many things?"

The sword slave smiled and said: "Because, the master expected that his reincarnation would ask about these when he entered here, so he implanted these words in me, all of this is just a conversation between yourself and yourself, and I am just a sword qi!"

Mu Zifeng took a deep breath, so is he Yunchen or Mu Zifeng?

"The master doesn't have to worry about anything, you are not only Yunchen, but also the current you, you are just you, from beginning to end, it is just you, no matter how many times you are reincarnated, you are still you. ”

This sentence is the same as Mu Zifeng's thoughts.

Nodding lightly, he said, "That's true, it's just that, Sword Slave, if Yun Chen's plan fails, what will be the result?"

The sword slave said in a deep voice: "If you fail, your body will die, and your soul will also be swallowed by Liu Xuan, then everything about the master will be Liu Xuan's, including the use of the three forces, already, all the master's exercises, and the sword of death, which ranks second in Xianyun, will also become his sword." ”

"In this way, it seems that I can only succeed, not fail! It's just that now I have nothing to do, is there still a chance?"

Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng's heart was heavy.

The sword slave chuckled: "Sometimes, loss means a good thing, if it weren't for that, you wouldn't be able to come here, and I don't know why you set up such a thing for yourself back then, master." ”

Mu Zifeng shook his head slightly.

"If you don't understand, don't think about it for the time being!"