(PS: 5000 words big chapter, don't dismantle it and count the two more.) ）

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So, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Su Changan's body slowly rose into the air.

Standing out of thin air.

This is the unique ability of the Heavenly Hearing Realm cultivators, and Su Chang'an is in the Spirit Realm, it stands to reason that this should be quite an unusual scene.

But it was clear that everyone present did not pay much attention to this.

What they really cared about was what Su Changan had just said.

He said, Chu cherishes the wind, and the soul should return to the sea of stars.

A star who does not have his own star will not be able to go to the sea of stars.

It's not a secret, but anyone with some insight knows a little bit about it.

In fact, almost no one in this world really knows what is in that sea of stars, and what will happen to the heroic soul when it goes there. What's more, the world regards him as a kind of glory, a kind of real starfall, a glory that should be enjoyed.

What's more, when you go to the sea of stars, your soul can stay, no matter what, it's better to leave your soul than to die.

Therefore, Chu Xifeng couldn't go to the sea of stars, which was a very sad thing for most of the people present. Therefore, when they heard the young man's words and saw a series of changes in him, their hearts, especially the hearts of the group of swordsmen, couldn't help but ignite some hope.

But again, anyone who really understands the Death of the Star does not expect much from it.

If you don't have your own stars, you can't go to the sea of stars.

It's the rule.

The rules of the Star Pavilion are also the rules that all living beings in this heaven and earth need to follow.

Could it be that Su Changan could still conjure a star for Chu Xifeng?

This question came to everyone's mind at this moment.

This is naturally an incredible thing.

Therefore, the mockery in Xiahou Yuan's eyes, which was already on the verge of dying, deepened.

As a star, he naturally knew this rule very well. This rule set by the Star Pavilion has never been broken by anyone since ancient times. No matter how old or powerful the star is gone. What's more, it's just this little kid in front of him who doesn't have a lot of spiritual realms.

However, there is no shortage of unruly people in this world.

For example, on that snowy night three years ago, that swordsman broke the rules of the Star Pavilion.

And now, it was his apprentice's turn.

They have the same knives, the same eyes. I don't even know if it's a coincidence, but before they were about to break the rules of the Star Pavilion, they also had the same cultivation - the Earth Spirit Realm.

Su Changan's ascent finally slowed down, and finally he stayed in the air at a height of 100 meters on the ground.

He held his head high, looking at the sky, the knife in his hand was as bright as snow, and gusts of wind and knife intent surged around his body, raising his hair and blowing his clothes.

His eyes were calm, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

Everyone looked at the figure standing in mid-air for some reason, not knowing why.

Only Qingluan.

When she saw the young man's back, saw the dazzling knife in his hand, and saw the lifeline between the two stars and the two stars gradually emerging.

Her heart was shocked, and she finally understood what the young man in front of her was going to do.

Just like the swordsman did three years ago, he was going to kill him!

Xiahou Yuan's eyes finally closed at this moment, his body gradually turned into starlight and dispersed into the distance, and the lifeline of the stars was also fully manifested at this moment, and his heroic soul turned into a bright point of light and was about to run along this lifeline thinking about the stars.

But for some reason, the requiem did not sound, and his heroic soul lingered for a while. Without the traction of the Requiem, his heroic soul could not find a way back to the sea of stars.

Yes, Qingluan didn't blow the requiem, and the moment she realized what Su Changan was going to do, she put away her jade flute.

Doing so is not an easy task.

Each star has its own time, when to die, when to return to the sea of stars, are all under the control of the Star Pavilion.

As a mourner of the Star Pavilion, delaying such an hour is bound to pay a great price, but Qingluan feels that such a price is still within the range of bearability.

But her face still became more and more pale, and even her body was faintly full of qi and blood, but she forcibly used her spiritual power to suppress it.

Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul became more and more impatient. He kept rolling and let out a silent roar at Qingluan, as if asking her why she didn't send him to the sea of stars.

Su Changan still didn't mean to make a move, he was still waiting.

It wasn't until after a few breaths that Chu Xifeng's eyes gradually closed, and then his physical body dissipated, and the heroic soul appeared, and of course, the lifeline linking him and the stars appeared.

At that moment, the momentum on Su Changan's body suddenly became majestic, like a fierce beast that had been dormant in the dense forest for a long time finally saw a delicious prey.

I only heard the sound of a knife, and the knife to the sky was like pulling a cow out of dry land, straight into the sky.

Something in the heavens and the earth seemed to realize what the young man in front of him wanted to do, and it also seemed that this young man could really do something.

Therefore, at that moment, the sea of clouds was churning, and the lightning thundered.

It seemed as if something was warning him.

But Su Changan turned a blind eye to this.

His figure suddenly moved, and two sword lights burst out of his body.

They flew straight into the sky like arrows from a string, towards the two stars that were about to be extinguished.

Those were two very inconspicuous sword lights, and even most of the monks present who had reached the Prosperous Morning Realm could cut such sword lights.

But the difference is that after the two sword lights flew out for a hundred breaths, the two stabbing sounds sounded one after the other.

The two inconspicuous-looking silk threads in the sky were also cut by these two sword lights at this time.

But the crowd area outside Tianlan Courtyard was quiet at this moment.

Most people know what those two threads are.

That's the lifeline, the lifeline that connects the stars and the stars.

It contains all kinds of mysterious things such as cause and effect, numerology, not to mention monks, even countless stars who are unwilling to die have also tried countless times to cut them off. But without exception, they all failed.

Numerology is mysterious, cause and effect are unpredictable, especially those that can be destroyed purely by force.

He needs more, more complex things to destroy it.

But no one knows what the so-called more complex things are, so no one has ever really killed the lifeline.

But now, the boy in front of him, who doesn't look like an earth spirit, has done it.

At that moment, the sea of clouds churned more and more violently, and gusts of wind rose suddenly, constantly blowing towards the young man standing in mid-air, as if the will in the dark had finally become angry at this moment.

But Su Changan's white and black eyes flashed with light, and a coercion swept away.

The momentum contained in that coercion was so terrifying that even the people who were a hundred feet apart subconsciously gave birth to the meaning of worship in their hearts at that moment. And the roar of the tsunami-like roar between heaven and earth also died in an instant.

Like a wicked dog that guards the door and welcomes its true master, the jackal who guards the food sees the angry lion.

The power in the dark finally faded under the sudden momentum on Su Changan's body.

But Su Changan didn't stop because of this, he stretched out his hand to the sides, and as soon as he shook it in the void, it seemed that something was held in his hand at that time.

Then he crossed his hands, and the two lifelines at either side of his body began to move.

The two lifelines he held came from the heroic souls of the two stars, and after staggering them, he moved Xiahou Yuan's lifeline to the star named Heavenly Wound, and Chu Xifeng's lifeline to the star called Linggui.

At that time, his strange eyes shone even more, and his lips opened slightly, and he spat out a few syllables that did not resemble any language in this world.

Then, at that moment, the two lifelines began to extend wildly towards the stars.

Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul, who had never rushed to the sea of stars, became more and more violent, especially the moment when he felt that his lifeline was gradually starting to connect with that heavenly wounded star, his heroic soul churned, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He didn't know how Su Changan did such an unbelievable thing.

He only knew that once he and Chu Xifeng's fate stars were exchanged, it would mean that the fate of their heroic souls would also be exchanged.

He was about to be buried by the undertaker, but Chu Xifeng was able to return to the sea of stars.

Thinking of this, the happiness in his heart dissipated.

Death is a terrible thing, and the soul is a hundred times more disillusioned.

But he didn't care what he thought, and no one cared about the fear in his heart.

After about half an hour, the two lifelines were finally completely linked.

As a result, Chu Xifeng became the star of the ghost star.

And Xiahou Yuan became the star of the Heavenly Wounded Star.

But the edict of the Star Pavilion still hasn't changed in the slightest - the heavenly wound should be buried, and the ghost should be pawned!

Qingluan's face became paler and paler, and the backlash that forcibly delayed the hour became more and more intense as time went on, but it was almost impossible to suppress it.

And when Su Changan succeeded, Qingluan was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out his jade flute, and a killing sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse was played by him at this moment.

If those killing sounds were substantial, they would envelop Xiahou Yuan's soul in an instant.

A terrible scream followed.

His translucent wedding was like boiling water, tumbling back and forth, and there were bursts of green smoke.

But even after suffering for dozens of breaths like this, Xiahou Yuan's soul did not mean to disperse at all, and even with the baptism of the requiem, bursts of golden light began to circulate in his body.

Qingluan's brows furrowed.

She didn't have a good time tonight, first Xiahou Haoyu's heroic soul escaped, and now this former ghost heroic soul is full of accidents when it is exterminated.

The requiem she played was enough to dissipate the heroic soul that was several times stronger than Xiahou Yuan, but for some reason, although the requiem restrained his actions, it could not destroy it anyway.

But she has been delaying long enough, Chu Xifeng's heroic soul is still waiting for her to be sent back to the sea of stars, and she doesn't have much time to spend with it.

Therefore, the evil aura between her eyebrows swelled, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse from the jade flute became more and more urgent.

It's a few breaths past.

The golden streamer in Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul became heavier and heavier, and Qingluan could clearly feel that the suppression of him by his requiem was getting lighter and lighter.

She was anxious in her heart, and she had faintly realized that something was unusual, this Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul was more than ordinary Star Death.

But just as she was thinking like this, Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul suddenly turned golden at that moment, and the golden edict made of requiem that enveloped his soul body was suddenly broken away by him at that moment.

As soon as his body moved, the face on his soul body instantly became extremely hideous, and he was about to rush towards Qingluan's face.

At this time, there was a very sudden change, Qingluan didn't expect this, and during this time, she broke the rules of Xingchen Pavilion again and again, and her body had already accumulated great dark injuries, and now in the face of Xiahou Yuan's pounce, it was difficult to mobilize the slightest spiritual power in a hurry.

She didn't know what kind of power this sudden attack of Xiahou Yuan's soul body contained, nor could she guess what kind of injuries she would suffer after this blow hit.

But one thing is certain, this Xiahou Yuan's soul body can survive under the shroud of the requiem, and even break free, then there must be something great in his body. And being hit by something like this will certainly not be very good in the future. Unfortunately, she was unable to muster any spiritual power to resist it.

At this juncture. Qingluan's eyes flickered, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of her at this moment.

A voice with a cold and supreme majesty sounded.

"Nick Lasan. ”

The voice was like an edict, and the soul body that was still dancing its teeth and claws after hearing this sound, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his body retreated violently, and the soul body that had not been damaged even under the requiem was constantly emitting puffs of green smoke at this moment.

His golden soul quickly dried up like a deflated skin at that time, and after a few breaths, it completely dissipated into heaven and earth.

After doing this, the figure in front of Qingluan slowly turned around, he looked at Qingluan, the color in his black and white eyes quickly receded, and finally changed back to Su Changan, who Qingluan was very familiar with.

His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he had put a great burden on his body by using the power of divine blood one after another.

But Su Changan didn't care about this, he just said a little weakly: "Hurry up and send the soul of Senior Chu back to the sea of stars." ”

Seeing this, Qingluan also knew that this was not the time to talk about anything else, so she nodded at him.

He took out his jade flute again, and a soft requiem suddenly sounded at that time.

The Chu Xifeng Heroic Soul, which had been waiting for a long time, finally began to move towards the sea of stars along the lifeline with that requiem at this moment.

But it wasn't a particularly smooth process.

It seems that because the ghost star was faintly aware of the difference between this heroic soul, or because of the interference of the power of the underworld between heaven and earth again, when he climbed to the sea of stars, the aura of Chu Xifeng's heroic soul trembled for a while, and he almost fell from the lifeline several times and was lost in the sea of stars.

And Qingluan had to transport his spiritual power again and again, and send the requiem to Chu Xifeng's heroic soul who was getting farther and farther away to escort him.

But as Chu Xifeng got farther and farther away from this kind of protection, Qingluan felt more and more difficult, and even dense sweat began to appear on her forehead at some point.

Another rejection that didn't know where it came came, Chu Xifeng's spirit body swayed for a while, and Qingluan hurriedly gathered his spiritual power to help him stabilize his body. But Qingluan's body was finally unable to suppress it because of the secret injuries that had been there and the excessive consumption this time, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth at this moment.

Her expression became sluggish in Su Changan's exclamation, and her body was also shaky, but fortunately, Su Changan's eyes were quick to hold it, otherwise she would fall to the ground.

"Qingluan, are you okay!?" asked Su Changan with an anxious expression.

"It's fine. Qingluan smiled at Su Changan with a pale face, and was about to support his body again, and use his spiritual power to continue to play the requiem.

She knew the weight of Chu Xifeng in Su Chang'an's heart, and in order to let him go to that sea of stars, he even did not hesitate to use the power of his incomparable resistance to divine blood. She didn't want his efforts to be in vain, so she had to make sure that Chu Xifeng could reach the other side safely.

But the injuries in her body were much more serious than she imagined, and she just lifted her spiritual power to put the jade flute to her mouth, and a syllable started, but it stopped abruptly.

More and more red blood spurted out of her mouth, Su Changan was shocked, hurriedly held it up, and said, "Qingluan, don't play requiem anymore!"

"However, I want to help you send him to that sea of stars. Qingluan said a little weakly, but her tone was so serious.

Su Changan's heart was inexplicably touched, although he wanted to send Chu Xifeng to that sea of stars, but now Qingluan, no matter how you look at it, is unable to play the requiem again. If it was just for his own wishes, but let Qingluan have three strengths and two shortcomings, Su Changan would not be able to accept such a thing.

Thinking of this, he was about to say something, but he heard a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Su Changan hurriedly looked up, but saw that the aura that Chu Xifeng's heroic soul turned into seemed to have been impacted by some force that he didn't know where, and he had actually fallen from the lifeline that linked the ghost star.

He was floating back and forth in the night sky, as if he had been lost in the sea of stars.

Su Chang'an was shocked, and he was about to ignore the injuries in his body, and prepare to borrow the power of divine blood for the second time to forcibly send Chu Xifeng's heroic soul into that star.

A light suddenly lit up.

It was the Heavenly Wounded Star that was completely extinguished because of the annihilation of Xiahou Yuan's heroic soul. He lit up again, a dazzling light that illuminated the night sky where he was.

Chu Xifeng's heroic soul seemed to feel something, he no longer lingered, but stopped slightly, as if sensing the direction of his star.

But this was not enough, the light of a single star was still too weak to illuminate the entire vast night sky.

And then another star was alight.

His name is Yu Heng. Bright as day, warm as the sun.

Almost at the same time as he lit up, there was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, almost subconsciously, and everyone fell to their knees the moment they saw the star.

But before everyone had time to sigh, one star after another lit up.

Glowing, Shaking Light, Tianji, Tianxuan, Tianshu, Tianquan.

The night sky finally brightens, and the lost soul finally finds its way home.

He turned into a streamer, and nothing in the heavens and the earth dared to stop this heroic soul from rushing to the sea of stars under the illumination of the stars.

Su Changan looked up at all this, he looked at the heroic soul, and looked at the stars he was familiar with. His eyes flickered, and he didn't realize that he was a little moist.

And as if sensing this, the star called Glowing Confusion suddenly became brighter and brighter.

A ray of light shot straight down and shone on him.

"Master?" Su Changan's heart moved, he hurriedly stood up and looked at the star, for some reason the tears in his eyes could no longer be contained. "Is that you, master?" he asked, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Everyone left him, he met them again and again, and parted again and again.

"It's me. A familiar voice came from the void.

When Su Changan heard this, his lips began to tremble up and down, and the things in his eyes rolled more and more turbulently.

"Master, I miss you so much. He seemed to have a lot of things to say to the people in the stars, but when thousands of words came to his lips, he didn't know where to start, and finally gathered them into such a sentence.

The person in the starlight fell silent when he heard this, and it was not until Su Changan began to panic and began to think that the person had left again that the voice sounded again.

"You have to live. ”

To live? Su Changan was a little puzzled, he felt that what he said was very abrupt.

Yu Heng had said similar things to him before he died.

They are all dead, is it really that important for him to live? What's more, his life is not easy now, and every time he confronts Sima Xu, he has the consciousness of death.

So he asked, "Why? Why do I live? How long?"

The voice in the starlight was silent again, and after knowing it for a long time, it replied again.

"Until the story comes to an end, until the separated people are reunited. ”