Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 64: In a hurry for 0 years
From the moment Lingxian saw Yu Wuxiu, it was destined for today's result.
Everything is a conspiracy, a game set by Yu Wuxiu.
She has a dream to be the empress who is aloof and obsessed with all living beings. Unfortunately, her aptitude is very ordinary, and she can't break the highest road in her entire life.
Fortunately, she has an ancestral legend. If it is planted on a monk, most of this person's cultivation and aptitude can be transferred to her.
It's a pity that Yuezhou's geniuses are too powerful, and she has no chance to use this evil item at all.
Therefore, she began to travel around Kyushu, searching the world, and finally learned in Yunzhou that there was a brilliant genius, but because she had taken Moxin Pill in her early years, her aptitude was destroyed and she became an ordinary monk.
After hearing the news, Yu Wuxiu was overjoyed, because her ancestral artifact not only has the magical effect of depriving others of the qualifications, but also can relieve all the side effects caused by the pill.
So, she made a series of plans. First, she found Ling Xian, introduced him to the Shangqing Sect, and then tried her best to assist him, give him all the resources for his practice, and wait for the moment when Ling Xiandu Yuanying’s Thunder Tribulation was weak. , She aroused the divine object and transferred his aptitude and most of his cultivation to herself.
The senior officials of Shangqingmen knew very well about this matter, but because her ancestors were one of the founders of Shangqingmen, she has a high status in this sect, and many elders naturally strongly support her approach.
So there is this scene.
But all the prestigious forces in Yuezhou sent people here to watch the ceremony, there was a lot of people, and it was very lively. Logically speaking, this is a scandal. Yu Wuxiu shouldn't choose to attack at this time, but she does. What the Shangqingmen wants is this effect.
With the fall of Yuezhou's first genius, the rise of another new star was achieved.
What's more, Yu Wuxiu's cultivation base is not high, but Ling Xian is always in a strong state. Only when he is extremely weak due to thunder tribulation, can he successfully activate that divine object.
As expected, she succeeded, and she transplanted Ling Xian's peerless talent to herself.
At this moment, Yu Wuxiu is standing on the top of the summit, shining like a big sun, like stars arching over the moon, high above the sky, watching the dust.
Her eyes suddenly changed into black and white. She held a **** magic sword in her left hand, with white wings on her back, her delicate body wearing a golden armor and fairy clothes, like a female emperor sitting in the clouds, proud of the past and present, shining the world.
and Ling Xian is like a clown, dim and dull, becoming a foil.
How dazzling he was, how dim he is now. How downright she used to be, how beautiful she is now.
His Zhu Tianxia became her Zhu Tianxia, his shocking genius became her shocking genius, everything about him became everything for her.
My heart is upset, my heart aches, my heart is broken.
Anger, unwillingness, sadness, hatred, and Lingxian have mixed feelings, but in the end it turned into a simple sigh.
staring at those cold and merciless eyes, he slowly shook his head, then staggered, his legs heavy down the summit.
The crowd separated automatically, no one stopped, and no one laughed, but there was a hint of pity in the eyes.
Yu Wuxiu understood the last look in Ling Xian’s eyes. There was still passionate love hidden in those eyes. He also understood the meaning of shaking his head. He was not deprived of all the anger afterwards, nor was he deceived. Nian's hatred, and some, is just a trace of disappointment.
I was disappointed with the cause she set in the past, disappointed with the fruit she has harvested today.
is obviously the fruit of joy, but why is there some bitterness in his heart? Yu Wuxiu looked at Ling Xian's back as if he had been old for hundreds of years.
Buddha said that there is cause and effect, and if there is a cause, there will be an effect. Planting a good cause leads to a good effect, and planting an evil cause leads to a bad effect.
So, what I planted that day was an evil cause, but what is now harvested is also an evil result?
Yu Wuxiu shook his head, no longer thinking about this question, whether it was a good cause or a bad result, everything has disappeared like a cloud of smoke. From now on, she and Ling Xian are people in two worlds.
One high above, shining everywhere like the scorching sun, and one falling from the altar, humble and small like dirt.
Yu Wuxiu stood on the top of the summit, as if standing on the throne of the highest emperor in the world. She succeeded and obtained Lingxian's aptitude and most of the cultivation skills. From then on, she will definitely climb the road to the sky and step into the fairyland. Achieve the supreme hegemony, and become a female emperor like the great emperor of peace two hundred thousand years ago.
But, why do you choke silently, two lines of tears falling.
Yu Wu's sleeve bowed slightly and put his hand on his left chest.
It hurts there.
……
Fifty years later, Qingcheng suddenly added a gray-haired, dying old man.
He did not attract any attention, and quietly came to the former residence of the Ling family, where the glory of the past was recorded, but now, it has become a broken well.
The old man has a cramped figure, ragged clothes, pale face, and dark eyes, as if he might die at any time.
is Ling Xian.
After being deprived of his aptitude and most of his cultivation level by Yu Wuxiu, he knew that he had recovered from the Moxin Pill and was unable to continue walking on the path of spiritual practice, so he traveled long distances despite the difficulties and obstacles. , Pixingdaiyue, returned to Yunzhou, returned to Qingcheng, and returned to his roots.
, it took a full fifty years.
From the handsome young man who is glamorous and majestic, to the dying old man who is about to die, from the brilliant genius to the late monk who has aspirations to death, Ling Xian's life is a legend, an alternative legend.
Looking at the dusty Ling's mansion, Ling Xian sighed, walking heavy, staggered to a boulder and sat down, panting heavily and coughing loudly.
A few simple steps, but like carrying a huge boulder on his back, made him gasp, his face paler, like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time and lead to death.
Here is the martial arts field of the Ling family back then.
Looking at the broken wells around, Ling Xian's mouth was slightly tilted, as if he had seen the family competition held here back then, as if he had seen himself back then.
is the same as it is now, with the corners of his mouth cocked, but he is full of spirits and passion, and he wants to reach the nine heavens and pick ten thousand stars.
can now...
Ling Xian let out a laugh, and the bits and pieces of his life appeared in his mind.
From embarking on the path of spiritual practice, to experiencing a major turning point in life; from coming to Cangyun City to worshipping the Azure Cloud Sect; from falling into the altar, to returning to the position of the arrogant, and then losing all glory , Bit by bit all surfaced in my heart.
Time flies, a hundred years in a hurry, but with a few seconds.
I have been angry, lost, happy, beautiful, sad, calm, and all emotions have been in Lingxian.
intrigue, intrigue, indifference, indifference, and all the sordidness of human nature, he has also experienced it.
The various landscapes and thousands of wonders in the world of cultivating immortals, he has even seen it with his own eyes.
Lingxian's life may be considered short in the realm of cultivation, but it was wonderful enough, even more wonderful than most people.
He once sat in the clouds, watching all beings, and he was as humble as dirt, looking up at the sky.
The great ups and downs of life, great sorrow and joy, Ling Xian has all experienced them, and as any person, I am afraid that he could not bear this huge gap long ago and died by himself.
But he has survived twice, but he has survived tenaciously. It can be seen that the tenacity in his bones has not changed.
Time has smoothed his spirit, but he can't smooth his arrogance.
Although this life is short, Ling Xian has no regrets or regrets. Although he still has not fulfilled his dream until the end, he has left many marks in the world to prove that he has been here. This is enough Carry on.
sighed slightly, Ling Xian tremblingly stretched out his hand, and took out a book that he bought from the street stall when he was a child.
"Who's Who in Kyushu"
This book has accompanied him for many years, and it represents his nostalgia for the past.
However, since returning from the secret realm, he never opened it again. Perhaps it was because the Ling family mansion evoked his longing for the past, so on a whim, he took out this book from his arms, which was dedicated to the world of immortality. In the past few years, the most outstanding books of great men.
Ling Xian’s old eyes were muddy and airy, he gently blew away the dust on the cover, and then opened the next page.
, starting from the first page and scrolling down, the names of the great men in front didn't have any special feelings, until he turned to page 250.
A name with an inexplicable familiarity came into view.
Refine the sky.
The three words seemed to have a kind of magical power, which made Ling Xian stunned for an instant. Suddenly some familiar but strange memories appeared in his heart.
"Refining the sky..."
After a long time, a mist of water appeared in Ling Xian's eyes, and then large drops of tears slid down, like a heavy rain, waking him, the poor man who was in a dream and didn't know the dream.
"Master!"
A dazzling look suddenly burst out from Lingxian's eyes~IndoMTL.com~Teng', he stood up, screamed to the sky, shook the wasteland, and resounded through the world!
At this moment, he seems not to be a dying old man who is about to die, but to return to the once heroic and heroic boy who swallowed the galaxy!
He already understands everything.
is from beginning to end, it's just a dream, an extremely real dream.
The spirit of the secret realm did not send him back to the outside world at all, but only brought him into a fantasy realm. There was no destruction of the Ling family at all, nor two big ups and downs, and no Yu Wuxiu, everything. , It is a dream that illusion spied on his heart, and formed a dream on its own.
And the weakness of this illusion, or the only way to get out of the illusion, is to think of the Nine Immortals and the refining of the sky.
From the beginning to the end, no matter when Ling Xian was in distress or when he was beautiful, Dan Xian never appeared. That is because the fantasy land deliberately erased Ling Xian’s memory of the sky, so in this dream , Ling Xian didn't remember everything about Jiuxiantu at all.
Until today, on a whim, he opened the "Who's Who in Kyushu" and saw the three words Lianqiang, then he remembered the memory of being erased by the illusion, and realized that this hastily a hundred years of time, it turned out to be nothing more than a spectacle.
"The spirit of the secret realm, I know everything, won't you get out of me?"
Lingxian stepped out in one step, rushing into a bullfight, just like the strongest heavenly being descended to the world, the supreme true immortal came to the dust, disregarding the past and the present, and watching the world!
Suddenly, the surrounding space was like a shattered mirror, cracking huge gaps, and then gradually annihilated.
The next moment, Ling Xian's figure flickered and disappeared from this false world.
"Adventurer, congratulations on waking up at the last minute and successfully breaking away from the illusion of time-a hundred years in a hurry."