The celestial aspect is a gift from the heavens, and as a mortal, it deserves to be ecstatic.

It shouldn't be refused, and it can't be refused.

All the gifts given by fate are secretly marked with a price.

If you can't refuse, you can only accept, accept one, there will be two, accept two, and accept two, there will be follow-up three, four, five, six, seven.

If you get the transcendence of the heavenly phase, you will get the heavenly deficiency, suffer from diseases, be born strong, be born missing, be accompanied by each other, and cannot be perfected.

The wind is howling.

Thoughts are jumbled.

In a trance, His Royal Highness shook his head, discarding the distractions in his mind, and he raised his head and looked at the woman in white who was blocking him.

Because of the shrinkage of the body, the lotus clothes became wide, and the damp and heavy sleeves were dried by the vitality bursting out of the white clothes, becoming dry and comfortable, and the whole rainy and oppressive prairie, beside the white-clothed Murong, the scenery began to undergo subtle changes.

In addition to Yi Xiao's lotus robe, placket, hem, as well as the originally charred black blades of grass on the ground, rolling dry bones, and many other things...... At this moment, from the inside out, there is a vigorous energy bursting out and full of energy.

It's life.

The dead leaves are rejuvenated, the weeds are ridged, and the charred skin of the black and dry bones is blown off in the wind, lifted up, and flies into dust.

First, it was three feet in circumference.

Then there is a radius of three zhang, thirty zhang!

This vigorous vitality rolled up against the wind inch by inch, and in the sound of the sword, Murong raised a hand and held it with five fingers.

The eternal night outside the sky was pitch black, there was a ray of light like a meteor attacking, from far to near, rumbling and majestic, countless fine sword wires, staggered together in mid-air, the tip of the sword smashed towards Murong, Bai Yi chuckled, clenched his five fingers suddenly, the sword wire shone brightly, and the sword body that was still transparent after condensation burst out with infinite light.

Hold the sword upside down.

Murong turned his wrist lightly, his palm was facing outward, and the hilt of the sword was stuck in the tiger's mouth, holding the sword of nothingness!

The tip of the sword stood towards the sky, and a ray of light flowed from the blade of the sword, and the tip of the sword was like a clear stream agitating back and forth.

Flipping his wrist and falling slightly, it was a majestic sound like an eight-foot man stomping on the ground.

The "cause and effect" was inserted into the earth, the sword qi was raging, and the wind was clear.

Yi Xiao looked at this scene in a daze.

Murong asked softly, "Do you want to resist?"

When this sentence was asked, the voice was very soft and soft, like a drop of clear water, ticking down on the sea, without the slightest ripple.

Do you want to rebel?

Revolt......

Rebel against what?

How to resist?

The boy wiped the remaining rain from his cheeks, his hands were wet, and he lowered his head, his fine hair covering his eyes.

When the dragon snake and Zhulian were entangled and born, he came to this world.

He received a gift from the heavens.

Although it is a gift that countless people want to get but don't get.

Although this is considered by many to be supreme good luck.

But...... Is this a struggle for their own opinion?

Why, do you have to accept this poisonous gift?

You can see ten lines at a glance, you can see the flies and insects a mile away, you can write down every word in the Qiliang library, and you can memorize the chronology of every year from the beginning to the Spring and Autumn Period......

But the price is that if he can't find the elixir to save the heavens, he will die at the age of sixteen.

When it's dead, there's nothing.

So he stepped into that carriage, so every step he took northward was like a silk thread that someone had picked up, unable to choose, but helpless as a pawn.

If you can start over......

If you can give yourself a choice......

But there is no if.

You can only resist.

Of course you have to resist—

Resist, of course!

Resist what? Resist what is forced, against what is brought pain, against what is unfortunate, against what should be resisted!

Yi Xiao clenched his fists, his breathing began to be rapid, he raised his head and saw the canopy held up by the dragon and snake, countless thunderbolts staggered, whistling, condensing and entwining in the sky above the sea of souls.

There was something in his eyes that seemed to have gone out and rekindled.

Li Changge of Immortal Island in the South China Sea, when he pulled out the sword bone, his eyes were like this.

The weak weeds can't be burned.

The sleeping lion awoke.

Revolt.

I have no celestial phase, dragon snake, Zhulian, and the two celestial phases are gone.

The vitality is dispersed, the soul power is dispersed, and even his own vitality is irrepressibly began to collapse...... Yourself, what should you take to resist?

Yi Xiao staggered, and suddenly heard a thunderbolt explode, and the thunder light slashed across the earth like a halberd, reflecting the young man's pale cheeks, but his eyes were shining.

He stared at the woman in white in front of him.

The white clothes are already a little blurry.

Gradually becoming clearer...... It's the front, the sword stuck in the earth.

The sword is like an unruly weed, standing there, inserted there, the sword is angry, the thunder does not dare to approach, and the rules do not dare to move.

Yi Xiao closed her eyes, and her ears were chaotic.

First the thunder was muffled and roared.

And then there are the familiar voices.

"If you are undecided, hold the sword first, and ...... the rivers and lakes Be reasonable. Whoever has the faster sword is the truth. ”

Yi Xiao suddenly appeared in red clothes in front of her eyes.

She sat in the carriage, her red clothes fluttering with the wind, a pond fish on her lap, her hands pressed the ends of the sword, her sideburns flying, and her voice was flat.

"Remember the Six Sword Styles—"

"Like the wind, like a forest, like a fire, like a mountain, like a cloud, like thunder!"

After the voice finished speaking, it gradually faded away with the jolt of the carriage.

The second man turned slowly, the sun tilted, and the dazzling light came with him as he turned around, and the man stood on the top of the mountain with a sickly face and a gentle smile, and threw down his sword.

"A man can be good, but a sword cannot be good. ”

"A man can be deceived, but a sword cannot be deceived. ”

"You have doubts, puzzles, and troubles......

"But you also have a sword. ”

The sword fell.

Get closer and closer in front of your eyes, until you can see all the textures, the veins, and the tremors of every moment when you break through the sky.

A third voice rang out.

"If there is injustice, a sword will be settled. ”

"If one sword is not even, add another sword. ”

"Add until it's flat. ”

The sword fell to the earth, and countless dusts were like a tsunami in the sea, rolling and surging, with a point as the center of the circle, and in an instant the waterfall spread out—

With a bang, the world fell silent again.

The thunder exploded three feet in front of Yi Xiao.

The heavy rain in the Spring and Autumn Road fell and stopped, the weeds burned and stopped, and at this moment the heart of heaven rained again, and the thunder fell on the grassland, and the angry high temperature ignited the grass heart, in the darkness, like a faint light and fire.

The same dark lotus clothes, wet by the heavy rain, stuck to his body, the young man struggled to step forward.

In his eyes, all the scenery gradually became blurred, and all his eyes were focused on the sword.

The fire began to spread.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and heavy rains can't be extinguished.

It's like the eyes that hide the green lotus, after being deprived of all gifts, they once again opened their eyes in the dark night.

Those golden pupils burst out with sword qi on the prairie.

The vitality began to disappear, and countless rules were involved, and they fell invisibly on Yi Xiao's body, depriving him of the right to live in this world little by little, and with every step of the way, the dead air was infused with more and more.

It's like the red dress at the head of Luoyang City.

Keep going.

The strong wind blew the lotus clothes, poured the big sleeves, and it was difficult to walk.

Keep going.

Until they got to the sword.

Yi Xiao roared heavily and painfully, as if he had roared out all the depression in his chest, he glanced at his fingertips with a gloomy face, and one after another pitch-black silk threads were clearly distinguishable in the eternal night, which was a different ink color from the night, wrapped around his little finger, palm, and forearm, tightening the lotus clothes, and strangling blood marks everywhere in his body.

The section of the road that has been walked is dripping blood step by step.

But...... For twenty years, I have come so far.

What step has not been bloodshed?

Is it the end of the day?

His forehead bulged, and he suddenly raised his hand to grasp the hilt of his sword.

In the immortal monument before, the "cause and effect" that burned the palm and could not be held broke out at this moment.

Blood pulsed on the hilt of the sword, incinerated by the sword qi, and evaporated.

All the black lines are cut off by "cause and effect" in an instant.

The blade shook violently.

As soon as Yi Xiao's knees weakened, he was about to kneel on the ground, his whole body was clubbed on the sword, but he refused to let go, and in a difficult roar, he pressed the palm of his other hand on the hilt of the sword.

There is a pair of soft hands, folded on their own.

The figure of the woman who was almost about to feather stood behind Yi Xiao, she lowered her eyebrows and smiled, put her hands on Yi Xiao's hands, and whispered a word.

"Ann. ”

It was as if a light hit his face.

This voice ignited all the light.

Yi Xiao opened his eyes, and the grass clippings in front of him began to burn brilliantly in the furious momentum of the heavy rain, and countless vitality burned on this grassland full of sword qi.

Second, fold your hands on your own.

Yi Xiao turned around and saw a woman in red beside her, looking at her calmly, and gently speaking with her lips.

Said a word.

"Ann. ”

Then the third pair of hands.

The embryo-killing elder brother nodded to himself gently.

"Ann. ”

Too late to have more reactions.

All the figures were boiling and twisting in the fire, and Yi Xiao's palms had already been burned by the sword qi, and they were all scorched black, and even the excess blood was burned dry.

He chuckled under his breath.

Draw your sword.

The last time the thunder fell, it was slashed by the sword qi in mid-air, and it shattered, rolling into thousands of sections, and this sword slashed the entire world!

Yi Xiao held up the "cause and effect" high.

All the dead air was cut through by this sword.

The heavy rain in the heart of heaven, the boiling weeds, and the trembling roar burst out at this moment, no matter how you listen to it, it is like a carnival.

Celebrating a new life in a different way.

Yi Xiao's face looked like relief, more like relief.

His whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his lotus clothes were soaked.

He stood in the darkness of the fire.

He understood.

When the flame of light is lit one day, it will never be extinguished.

In the dark night and heavy rain, all it takes is a grass plant to burn itself.

You can't start a prairie fire.