Chapter 139: Birth

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The wind whistled through the ears, scraping the back like a blade, and the body kept falling, falling, falling into the endless dark abyss.

Inside the Taixu Palace.

It is true that he is not innocent, and he has indeed been in contact with the Demon Dao, so he should have been punished for being punished, but on another point, he really did not practice any strange secret techniques of the Demon Dao.

But the head of the sect and the others have already mastered the so-called crimes, each of which is enough to convince many people who are on the right path, if they do not admit to practicing the mantra of resentment, they will finally be tied to the demon pillar and given death according to the precept of leaving the hatred of the heavens.

I thought that admitting my sins would be the end, and self-destructing and cultivating would be the end.

But after all, I still didn't expect that I could escape a death catastrophe in the Taixu Palace, and I still couldn't escape it on the ancient road lotus platform......

Resentment devours the body, all kinds of dark and evil thoughts and evil thoughts hit the heart, and it should have gritted its teeth and pushed forward in a calm and unfazed state of mind, but why did the voice always sound in the bottom of my heart for no reason, that quiet and not angry and self-authoritative voice, even if it could block all the fierce fighting and shouting, that voice still hit the bottom of my heart word by word.

As the Demon Venerable said, for the sake of Qingxiao's real relics, for the sake of the sword fetus, he was even inexplicably moved in the Taixu Palace, and for the sake of the sword fetus, he actually thought that he couldn't support himself when he broke out of resentment and phagocytosis......

Yuding Zhenren's skills are in creation, and he has even realized the Taixu Dao Realm, and he must have no selfish intentions in his heart, and he must be unashamed to do things, otherwise the Taixu Dao Realm will be shattered, and he will be obviously seen through by other palaces on the ancient Dao lotus platform.

How did you get to this point......

What Yuding Zhenren did was right after all? For the sake of righteousness?

It's just that no matter what, I really didn't get through, and in the end I still couldn't get through it.

Since I have eaten many people who are contaminated with resentment phagocytosis, if I really suffer from the endless torture and pain of resentment phagosomes, and die a tragic and complete death, then I have the so-called "retribution and self-suffering", and I should die without regrets, but unfortunately, it backfired, and I shouldn't have died like that.

......

Time is staggered, the old dust is suddenly like a dream, and when you open your eyes, it is the cycle of life and death.

Who am I, am I not cold?

A thought has become an obsession, even if it has gone through thousands of reincarnations, it is still there, even if it goes through endless darkness, after all, it is still out of the cage of life and death, thousands of years, ten thousand years, will you forget who you are?

Yes, I'm Leng You.

He didn't die, and in the end he didn't die because he fell into the endless dark abyss.

Many thoughts and memories came to my heart, some of my own, some of my senior sisters, some of them were all of them from Qushui Palace, some were from Shui Yunsha, and some were from Liang Qiuming......

I still remember that Huaida has cooked for everyone since he was a child, and he has never complained, Zhao Buzhu's appearance has always been an underwhelming, Liu Yi smiled lightly, saying that he believed that he would be able to cultivate the legendary Dao Void Extreme Realm......

I still remember that Liangqiu Ming Yushu had a good demeanor in the wind, and he kept smiling kindly, and he walked with his senior sister to tell her all kinds of interesting things, and later in the sandstorm, his gray face and bitter smile were repeated......

I still remember that the name of the yarn is Shuiyun Yarn, a beautiful person, and that peerless independence.

I still remember that my sister's name is He Qing'er, she is a beautiful and moving girl, a little girl who was called Senior Sister fifteen years ago, and a little girl who has cried for herself several times.

I still remember that Zhao Buzhu did not hesitate to kneel down on the ancient road lotus platform.

I still remember Huaida, Liu Yiqing, Shui Yunsha, and Liang Qiuming kneeling for themselves.

I still remember Zhao Buzhu's deep pleading, "Leng You is a last resort, ask the head to believe Leng You once!"

I still remember that my senior sister cried in grief and pleaded with everyone for herself, "Dad, save my junior brother, uncle...... Senior brother, he couldn't support it...... Find a way to save him!", "Daddy...... Master...... Don't kill your junior brother, okay...... He......... He won't fall into the devil and won't hurt our ......"

I still remember Shui Yunsha's oath not to be for others, "I...... Water Cloud Yarn ...... Take an oath...... From now on...... For the deceased...... Sweep away the evil spirits of the world...... May I do my best...... Life...... Though dead...... No regrets......"

Something was missing, yes, I've always remembered it.

Leng You felt a little uncomfortable, but he really felt a touch of the beauty of rebirth, at this moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, or cry happily like others.

As long as it is a human being, who is not flesh and blood, and it is no different.

However, after all, his heart was just empty, and even sighing for rebirth was no longer necessary.

"You're awake. ā€

"I'm awake. Leng Yu nodded.

The world in front of you is a pure green spirit world, full of soft light.

Out of nowhere, the very old and kind voice came again, the voice was very nostalgic, very slow, with a little reluctant sigh: "Alas, when you wake up, it is time for me to die." ā€

"Afraid of death, aren't you?"

"What am I afraid of, it's just that I can't finish the road myself, and I regret it. ā€

"You're gone this time, and you're really gone completely, and now in addition to grievances, do you have anything else you want to say or want to end up?"

"It's gone, it's gone...... The road ahead is far away, take care all the way. ā€

"Well, take care. ā€

The old man's voice had always been very kind and slow, and finally with a heavy sigh slowly falling, the cyan aura of the entire green spirit world began to gradually disperse, and the blue spirit light in the sky flew slowly towards the sky, turning into ashes and smoke.

Only the pure thoughts containing sustenance and hope have been shattered, and there was once a generation of supernatural and heavenly figures...... Thus he disappeared from the world.

......

The moon view is the dawn of the morning that breaks through the darkness, the moment when night and day alternate.

In the empty courtyard in front of the main hall of Qing Xiu, he opened his eyes coldly and silently, calm and flat, as if there was an inexplicable feeling of deep and difficult to perceive.

It's more familiar, as if everything that was past has not changed.

In front of him, is the familiar memory of the Tianzun statue of the main hall door, a long, long time ago, an ordinary and kind old man leaned in every day to light incense for the statue of Tianzun, rain or shine, but now the old man is completely dead, and the rotten body has become a piece of loess in the mountains of the Queen of Heaven.

The dawn dawned, and the sky gradually brightened.

The Taoist temple tiles are broken, the red wall has been mottled, a few green bamboos grow on the side of the main hall, and the green leaves flutter slightly with the morning breeze, gently telling the past events.

Leng Yu bowed respectfully to the main hall gate nine times.

In the courtyard, many intact exorcism and evil suppression paper talismans were scattered everywhere, and Leng Yu stood up.

That face is still the same face, quite good-looking, there have been no mottled traces of time in the past three years, only a black dress, no longer the old hatred of the sky blue dusty gown.

Qingxiao real people worship the statue of Tianzun, and they do not worship coldly.

He stood in place and quietly looked at the gate of the main hall of Qing Xiu for a while, then turned around silently, and after nineteen years of reincarnation, he once again embarked on the road to the Langlang Heaven and Earth of Shenzhou outside.