Chapter 75
Chapter 75
145.
He Xiji's words exhausted his spirit.
Heng Yaoguang heard the sound, drew his sword and retreated first, and exited the center of the formation lightly.
The way of heaven did not move.
It didn't move, just stood where it was, looking down at He Xiji's bloodless face.
They were indistinguishable from each other.
It is not obvious whether it is relief or regret, happiness or pain.
Thousands of evil spirits entangled with chaos and spread.
Attached to the tip of the sword, it eagerly climbs up like intertwined roots, like a withered vine that will be easily broken by headwinds.
They scrambled to be the first to swim upwards, passing through the edge of the sword, passing by the hilt, climbing up the whitened fingertips of the sky, and meeting the pair of emotionless eyes.
Tiandao is still watching.
Watching He Xiji's life rise and go like wisps of mist.
Fluttering, like the passage of time.
Can't see it, can't touch it.It can only be noticed in one breath and one breath that this person's life has reached the end.
There's nothing wrong with that either.
Tiandao let go of his sword and took a few steps back.
The opened formation tightly sealed this square of heaven and earth, and countless barriers bound it within.
Chaos finally crawled to Tiandao's eyebrows.
Tiandao slowly closed his eyes.
It dissipated the human form like light smoke, and turned into an invisible mist again, just like when Hongmeng was first born, entangled with the chaos.
Hard to tell.
146.
The formation formed by He Xiji is neither difficult nor difficult.
The difficulty lies in that when he set up the formation, he had the will to die.
If he wanted to start the formation, the only price he would have to pay would be himself.
The wind is blowing very hard.
Chu Lingyu squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the center of the formation from a distance, sending out mana without stopping, and said, "Strange, why didn't the Heavenly Dao resist?"
He couldn't figure out in his heart that Tian Dao would suddenly be caught without a fight, and the people who were waiting in full force on all sides were also a little confused.
Heng Yaoguang still stood not far away.
Even though he retreated from the center of the formation, the hand holding the sword was still very steady, unwilling to let it go lightly.
Heng Yaoguang took a closer look at it, and saw that the law of heaven and chaos were slowly merging with each other.
It seems that everything is about to settle down.
The mountain wind blows through all the branches and leaves.
There was a moment of silence.
The way of heaven trapped in the barrier finally completely merged with chaos.
Just like day and night in the world, like Yin and Yang.
Then, under the gaze of Heng Yaoguang, day and night, yin and yang began to separate very indistinctly.
But Heng Yaoguang took a look at this, but suddenly said: "Brother Chu, stop the formation!"
Chu Lingyu went in without knowing, and said first: "Why should we stop?"
Then he shouted again: "Brother Heng! Even if you want to stop, it's Brother He who should stop, I won't!"
He responded like this, and all the mana continued to gather at the center of the formation.
The way of heaven and chaos are fused together, inseparable.
But if you look closely, you will find that among them, the yin and yang of day and night belong to the night, and there are fewer and fewer.
Heng Yaoguang clenched his sword tightly, his eyes fell on the dying He Xiji, and finally heaved a sigh.
Then, with a movement of his body, he flew straight into the entangled cloud and mist.
147.
In the clouds and mists there are two worlds, one black and one white.
Standing in the middle, Heng Yaoguang first saw Chaos prostrate on the ground, with disheveled hair and white clothes.
Chaos still can't find any advantages in its own world.
It was suppressed by the Dao of Heaven and wanted to die, but it was not willing to just bow its head and admit defeat.
It was not happy to see Heng Yaoguang.
He just said: "It's useless if you come, it's determined to swallow me, and it's going to be the same with the danger of being assimilated by evil spirits. It's already gone crazy."
Standing in the vast expanse of white world, Tiandao laughed: "Being crazy also has its benefits. Look, if I don't go crazy, how do I know that you have hidden a hand and swallowed me after thinking about getting married?"
"We each have our own ideas. Is it possible that if I play the game first, you are innocent and I am guilty?" Tiandao continued softly, "Furthermore, it is you who helped He Xiji, not Me. Whoever is more innocent, of course I am innocent."
Chaos was almost overwhelmed by its boundless coercion.
It coughed so badly that it wanted to vomit blood, and asked intermittently: "He, He Xiji—where is he...?"
Tiandao's eyes were cold, and there was still a smile on the corner of his lips.
"Dead." Tiandao replied.
Chaos widened his eyes at this answer, as if he was really shocked by its madness, Chaos was surprised for a moment, but he also laughed out loud following Tiandao.
Chaos said: "Good, good, very good! He Xiji died well! If it wasn't for him, you would have lost to me! He could protect you ten thousand years ago, and he could protect you a thousand years ago, but now If he is dead, no one can protect you."
"It's a pity—" Chaos sighed again, and simply turned over and lay down in the dark world, "Now he can't protect you, and I can't do anything to you either."
Heaven did not answer.
Chaos said: "Speaking of which, you are really cruel. He used to swear to death to stay by your side, but now he has to die for you. No one can tell the reason behind this round and round. Left and right are just A drop in the ocean, a cloud in a blink of an eye, you will forget it in a thousand years. That's not bad. This nothingness is empty and meaningless, and it's easier to die than to die."
Tiandao smiled and said in a gloomy tone, "Then why are you still alive?"
"I can't help it. If I die, who wants it? Then of course you want it," said Chaos. "If I want to make you want it, what can I do wrong? I can only make you feel uncomfortable if I am alive." , makes you suffer, and makes you never think clearly and see thoroughly. The more you sink, the more likely you are to make mistakes. There are many mistakes. I can also sit in the position of controlling everything."
"I'm disappointed," Tiandao's voice was still cold, "No matter how wrong I am, this seat will only be taken by me."
Chaos blinked, and he turned over and sat up suddenly, and said to Heng Yaoguang: "Did you hear that, the heaven said that this seat will only be occupied by it."
After those words fell, Heng Yaoguang raised his eyes and looked sideways.
Yin and Yang were divided into two, the light fell on his eyes, but the shadows covered every inch of his face.
Caged in this darkness, Heng Yaoguang is actually more shocking than Tiandao holding the winning ticket.
Heng Yaoguang said: "...Maybe you forgot."
That's all he said first.
"Why don't you tell it the second half of the sentence?" Chaos laughed straight, "I have no chance of winning anyway, why don't you join forces with me, and I will guarantee you to replace it, how about it?"
Its rhetoric never changes.
Tiandao suddenly looked at Heng Yaoguang's fingers.
That is the hand that should hold the sword most.
With Heng Yaoguang in the world, there will be the hand that should hold the sword most in the world.
Heng Yaoguang lowered his eyes: "You and I come from the same origin."
Tiandao slowly raised his head.
The moment he met Shang Heng Yaoguang's eyes.
In Tiandao's empty body, Heng Yaoguang's last words suddenly echoed.
"...So, I am also the way of heaven."
148.
Chu Lingyu and the others had no idea what kind of event happened in the clouds and mists within the enchantment.
After they stopped their spells, they surrounded the enchantment, only feeling that the day and night of the world were changing so quickly, as if in the blink of an eye.
Chu Lingyu tried to call Heng Yaoguang's name, but got no response.
He also thought about jumping in too.
But Xiejian Feiling stopped him at the right time: "Even if you can help by jumping in, it's just a disservice. It's not a bad help, I'm afraid you will die after jumping in, and I won't be able to save you."
Chu Lingyu is a sentimental person, but he doesn't want to die so thoroughly.
So he thought about it, and he didn't jump down to seek death for the righteousness of his brother.
But waiting like this is not an option.
Xie Jian Feiling said in a serious manner: "You all should be at ease, I have already seen that Heng Yaoguang's identity is not ordinary, as long as the world is still changing, it proves that Chaos and Heaven have not yet decided the winner. Since the winner There is a reason for it not being divided. We might as well do what we should do, and just leave one or two people here waiting."
It also makes sense.
As the oldest and most experienced creature present, what Jian said was more reasonable than anything else.
Chu Lingyu said: "No matter what, I must wait here for Brother Heng to come back."
Ji Mengshi also said, "Me too."
The two of them spoke, and head Liu also wanted to stay.
After some impressions were published, there were not many people, and there were not many people.
Feiling sighed: "Why do you do this? If people are alive, you don't need to wait and wait. If people die, they can't be resurrected."
Chu Lingyu couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up."
Feiling really shut up.
It is that it does not have much patience to keep itself silent for a long time.
Really bored, it opened its mouth and wanted to say something.
General will utter a word sound, and the cloud and mist in the enchantment suddenly cleared away.
The sky and the earth stopped at daylight for a long time.
Looking up, it was still the blue white clouds, and the breeze was still there.
Heng Yaoguang stood where he was, without the broken sword in his hand.
The enchantment disappeared suddenly as the clouds dissipated. Chu Lingyu and others surrounded him. Before he could ask, Heng Yaoguang suddenly bowed down and coughed lightly, vomiting a pool of black blood.
Chu Lingyu turned pale with shock: "Brother Heng!"
Heng Yaoguang raised her hand in vain, and said, "Don't worry...it's just that I joined forces with Chaos for a while, and it's a little...disgusting."
The boundless loneliness, the endless hatred.
All the evil thoughts in the world instantly filled the body and stuffed into the soul, unwilling to leave.
Like a soft, slippery worm wriggling and rolling in the blood.
Made him sick.
Chu Lingyu said: "So, the Dao of Heaven has already been defeated."
indeed.
After Tiandao's defeat, he merged with Chaos again. Under the watchful eyes of Heng Yaoguang, neither of the two clouds and mists dared to move again, and honestly separated again.
"What about Chaos?" Ji Mengshi asked.
Heng Yaoguang pointed to herself, and sighed: "It was sealed in my body, and I will send it to the land of chaos to seal it again, so that we can get back on track."
149.
Everything is settled.
The mortals don't know what dangers they have encountered, they still eat and drink as they like, and only talk about the eternal night and day during that period of time after dinner.
Year after year, time flies by.
The Dao of Heaven and Chaos returned to their original points, and they were reborn in the process of merging and re-separating, and both lost this memory.
Nobody can tell if it's a good thing or a bad thing.
But the way of heaven controls the world to balance the inclination of everything, it is best not to have this memory.
Chu Lingyu can't be said to really value affection, and Heng Yaoguang is even more so.
But when the dust settled, the two looked at He Xiji's sleeping corpse, and they were in trouble.
Burying here and erecting a monument should be the best result.
But thinking about the past, I always feel that it is so solemn.
After thinking about it, I still haven't come to a conclusion, but the way of heaven has transformed into this world of mortals.
Came here to meet them.
They said they were old acquaintances, and they were also old acquaintances.
Only Heaven should not remember them.
But when Tiandao stood in front of them, he said directly: "I'll do it."
Chu Lingyu went in without knowing, and was at a loss.
Heng Yaoguang understood it instantly.
He turned sideways to get out of the way, and watched Tiandao walk to He Xiji's side.
Chu Lingyu was dumbfounded.
Tiandao was dressed in white clothes, the most plain, which set off the miserable atmosphere.
After looking down for a moment, Tiandao bowed and reached out, put one arm around He Xijiu's waist, and picked him up.
He Xiji's life was gone, now being held in Tiandao's arms, his head was thrown back, unable to find a place to rest.
Seeing him, Heng Yaoguang stretched out his hand to lift his head gently, and put it against Tiandao's neck.
Tiandao is not as easy to laugh as when he is crazy.
Its eyes didn't melt, and it just said lightly: "...I have to pay for the mistakes I made."
"Heng Yaoguang, I will give you back your obsession."
150.
The moment Chen Yin decided to break the sword was like a nightmare from which Heng Yaoguang would never wake up.
He closed his eyes, whether he was walking in a dream or not, he would see that moment.
He heard the sound of the blade being snapped hastily.
He searched everywhere, but he didn't know how to ask, how to save a broken sword.
Head Liu advised him to look away, everything has its own reincarnation, maybe after thousands of years, he will meet the most suitable sword for him again.
But Heng Yaoguang's obsession for thousands of years lies in this.
With the sword in his hand, his heart was still beating warmly.
Once he loses the sword, if he is not mad, he is determined to die.
Ji Mengshi could understand his thoughts very well, and Chu Lingyu was also his confidant.
The two also thought of countless ways for him.
In the end, Xie Jian Feiling couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Don't accompany him in this dream of Spring and Autumn. For a sword like ours, if it is broken a little, it will be harmless. If it is broken in the middle, it will be a hundred deaths. The so-called breaking The tail is reborn, but the broken waist cannot be regenerated."
One sentence makes people unable to even dream, it is really annoying.
Chu Lingyu was so anxious that he kept hitting Feiling's scabbard.
Heng Yaoguang is actually not ignorant.
But he always thinks about what happens, there are so many unchangeable things in this world, after all, there must be a variable to be considered balanced.
Thinking this way, there is still some strength left.
Tiandao's words are no longer hints.
151.
People in the world say that the secrets of heaven cannot be leaked, and it is only reasonable when they are clicked.
Tiandao did only point to this sentence.
Heng Yaoguang didn't know where to find his obsession with being returned.
He had to go slowly.
When he went to Tianle Realm, Lin Qiwei was very enthusiastic and asked him a lot, but he didn't find any sword with such a style, and he didn't ask where there was a beauty that was unforgettable.
Lin Qiwei said: "Brother Heng, don't worry, I'll keep an eye out here for you. If I hear any news, I'll check it first and then notify you."
Heng Yaoguang went back to the boundary and went to Qiongxiao Palace to meet head Liu.
Head Liu stroked Fuchen, thought for a moment, and said, "That's right, if you want to meet someone, you should go to the most impressive place."
Heng Yaoguang complied with this instruction.
He has been to several places that may be deeply impressed by each other, but he has never found Chen Yin's figure.
Tossing and turning, Heng Yaoguang suddenly thought of the mountain they first saw.
There are flowers on the top of the mountain, there is wind, and the most beautiful scenery.
Heng Yaoguang climbed to the top of the mountain at sunrise.
He stood among the flowers when he first saw him, and he could still see the past in those delicate and beautiful flower branches.
Then he heard the rustling of leaves.
He felt that someone was sitting on the tree, and someone was sitting on the tree.
Because the long red hem hangs in front of his eyes.
Heng Yaoguang raised his eyes.
Chen Yin was sitting on a tree with his scabbard on his back.
He looked down at him, meeting his eyes.
Heng Yaoguang did not speak for a long time.
Chen Yin waited for a while, but finally lost his patience.
He jumped down and threw himself into Heng Yaoguang's arms.
The overlapping hem of the clothes draws a wave of water among the flowers.
They hug each other tightly.
But the good atmosphere only lasted for a while.
Chen Yin exclaimed in surprise: "Slightly, lightly, my waist, my back hurts!"
Heng Yaoguang frowned and asked, "Why is your back still hurting? Didn't you say it doesn't hurt?"
Chen Yin:.
"It's not that backache! It's because I broke it that Tiandao put it together! My backache!!!"
He was in a hurry, and his voice was a little messy.
Heng Yaoguang looked down at him, and suddenly laughed.
Heng Yaoguang asked: "Besides this, do you want to be hurt?"
Chen Yin remained motionless under his gaze.
But the heartbeat was like a beating drum, so Chen Yin had nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.
After a long while, Chen Yin stammered and replied: "Well, remember that too, be gentle."
Heng Yaoguang didn't smile again.
He only answered at the moment when the sun covered the sea of flowers.
"it is good."
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The author says:
over!Knot!up!
Wuwu, I want to say a lot, but I don't know what to say.
What happened to nothingness thousands of years ago?
That ambiguous and unclear relationship, that touching fate!
If there is anything else you want to watch, if possible, I will write it!If not, I will try my best to write!
Except that and that.
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