Sealing Sword Chapter 198: Return to the dust
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For two days, He Lianyu was suffering in the process of absorbing power to break through the bottleneck. The only time he passed out, he had a dream.
He dreamed that many years ago, he was still a high-spirited young man. He didn't care about anyone in his heart, but he was kind and frugal on his face, and he even felt sick when he photographed himself in the mirror.
The man in white clothes and ink is practicing sword under the tree. The dead leaves flying in the sky become more and more thin under his sword, and they are all divided into two and two into four. Nothing different from needles, without exception.
Hearing the movement, Mu Qingshang blew off the last leaf on the blade, closed the sword and turned around. The cold silver mask blocked the expression on his face, but his voice was gentle: "I'm back?"
He took off the mask, and it seemed like water and moonlight were all collected on that face, and a small cinnabar mole under the corner of his right eye was shining, and it was stunning.
Helianyu couldn't help reaching out to touch him, but he felt empty.
The Jiangnan courtyard was twisted like a reflection on the surface of the water, and disappeared in an instant. In a blink of an eye, He Lianyu found himself standing tall on the cliff. Behind him there were thousands of people with passionate sentiments and soldiers armed with swordsmen, all dressed in blood. Familiar with the figure.
The man still wore the mask, but his eyes were cold this time, and he didn't say a word to him, and slowly backed away.
Behind is a bottomless abyss.
He Lianyu stretched out his hand again, still getting nothing, and watched Mu Qingshang jump down, as if the person had turned into a cloud and mist in the mountains, and disappeared for a moment.
——Since then, he is gone.
Close his eyes and open it again, he stood in the cold and gloomy blood-weeping cave, his feet were full of dead bodies, and there was only Wei Changyun standing silently behind him.
He Lianyu heard him speak in a dumb voice: "At that time, I searched everywhere below, but only saw the broken limbs and arms. Judging from the clothes, it was indeed him... Chang Yun, he Dead, how should I remember him?"
Wei Changjun said: "I thought, you want to forget him."
Helianyu smiled: "I forgot him, so how can I be worthy of my hard work? I... personally ruined ‘the world’s number one’."
Wei Changjun said: "If he dies, you will become number one in the world."
He Lianyu shook his head: "The so-called'First Under Heaven' is just a name, what I care about is that I ruin this person."
"Even if this person dies, his legend will not disappear on the rivers and lakes."
Helianyu looked down at the blood-stained moire ancient sword in his hand, and said: "But I hate to say his name and life from those people. No one is worthy except you and me. If anyone else mentions it, , Whose tongue did I cut; Who said a paragraph, I want his head... Sooner or later, I will kill all of You You’s mouths, and then how should I remember him?"
Wei Changyun was silent for a while, and said: "Then turn yourself into him."
Helianyu was startled, and then smiled.
One day later, he put on that mask, put on a white robe of flowing clouds, raised his sword and turned to look at Wei Changyun, smiled, and said warmly: "Do I look like him?"
Wei Changjun nodded, and He Lianyu smiled: "I almost thought that the person in the mirror was him... Changjun, would you say that one day I would kill myself like I would kill him?"
Wei Changjun hesitated for a moment: "You are now looking back..."
"Why should I turn my head?" He Lianyu took off the mask and smiled deeper. "If I don't look back, I will bury the bones and blood of thousands of men and women. Even if there is no one forever, I was once a high-powered person. Can you refuse? If I look back... there will be nothing."
Wei Changyun still couldn't speak like that, and said frankly: "Even if you die without a place to be buried?"
"Mu Qing, Shang Duan, a generation of heroes, praised the world, and eventually died without a place to be buried?" He Lianyu chuckled, "A master and apprentice, different paths, the same end, this end to me and him , Isn't it right?"
Wei Changjun's sigh disappeared as the dream burst, and the memory also ended at this moment.
He Lianyu opened his eyes, and Chu Xiwei faced him with a stab that was blocked by the Poyun Sword when he was about to split his head. The two simultaneously snorted and flew back, each standing at a corner.
He stared at Chu Xiwei's eyes that were so deep as to breathe in the soul, and sneered, as if they were complimented and ironic: "To be able to use the'Contemplating Dafa' to such a degree, it deserves to be a practitioner of "The Forbidden Road" Budo thief."
Chu Xiwei didn't say a word. He led people from Qiushuiwu all the way into the Wandering Ridge. Although the action went smoothly, it was inevitable to fight, and all of his black robes were dyed dark red. There are own and others. However, he stood in front of Ye Fusheng at the moment, even the slightest fatigue and pain were not beyond words.
He Lianyu's internal strength is now that he and Ye Fusheng have to look at each other. Therefore, head-to-head confrontation with him is purely looking for death. Chu Xiwei estimated in her heart how long it would take for her subordinates to control the situation outside. He Lianyu dragged himself in the Jingfeng Palace, almost used all his best, even if Helianyu could do it now, he couldn't get out for a while.
The patience of the devil is always bad.
Under his cold gaze, the meridian veins looming on the torn left arm of the sleeve, it can be seen that his cohesive strength is in his hand, and the cloud-breaking sword is sprinting like a thunder, and it is falling toward Chu Xiwei with the momentum of the sky and the earth!
Chu Xiwei could have avoided, but Ye Fusheng was behind him, how could he hide? !
He lowered his heart, Chu Xiwei did not move a step, raised his sword across his head to hold the Poyun Sword. He Lianyu's sword was powerful, not only suppressing the broken water knife, but also the strange internal force. Climbing and spreading, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart when I entered the arm meridian, as if the muscles and veins were twisted alive.
"A Yao——"
Ye Fusheng's pupils shrank, and he saw that the back of Broken Water Knife had been pressed into Chu Xiwei's left shoulder, embedded in flesh and blood, and his heartless eyes were still not moving. At this moment, He Lianyu sneered, raised his leg and kicked Chu Xiwei's chest heavily. Ye Fusheng hurriedly protected the person in his arms, his back hit the stone pillar, and cracks spread across it.
Yu Jin is still like this. Ye Fusheng didn't dare to think about what Chu Xiwei was doing now. The man struggling abruptly in his arms, he spouted a mouthful of blood on his head, and his pale face became even more ghostly.
The blood splashed on the floor tiles, and Ye Fusheng wiped out the blood stains on the corners of his mouth with his hand, and his fingertips were burning with flames, and his heart was so painful.
He Lianyu’s attack had condensed 70% of his internal strength. If it weren’t for Chu Xiwei’s timely use of "Returning to the Sea" to protect the vitals, and at the same time, he would be able to shatter his internal organs. Rao So, there was a sharp pain in his chest, for fear that a rib was broken.
Ye Fusheng saw his eyebrows frown, knowing that he was in pain, and angrily sprang up in his chest. He was about to get up with the knife, but was firmly grasped by Chu Xiwei.
There is still blood overflowing in his mouth, but he is smiling when he looks at He Lianyu.
He Lianyu had already come close, seeing a sword about to fall, but suddenly he stopped, his legs softened, and he knelt down.
The smile on his face suddenly disappeared.
A burst of bamboo-like cracks came from Helianyu’s limbs and hundreds of corpses. Ye Fusheng's eyes widened, watching Helianyu’s raised head spout a mouthful of blood, and the meridians bulged in his arms suddenly exploded. Bleeding came everywhere, and in a blink of an eye he became a blood man!
——Everything in the world has never been prosperous and declining, martial arts are like this, and so are people.
At that time, Xiao Yangu didn't understand the meaning of Duanqing's sentence, so she told Ye Fusheng about it, and was later relayed to Chu Xiwei.
Chu Xiwei remembered the past that Shen Wuyuan had said when he was in Garan City-he entangled the inner breath of the other person when he infiltrated the "Return to the Sea Heart Method", and instantly the whole body's true energy was in retrograde conflict, and his bloodline fell. Rush.
Back then, Mu Qingshang was able to survive this catastrophe, because he only cultivated the "Wujigong" mentality, and his heart was clear and Yuan Shouyi, but what is Helianyu?
He practiced "A Thousand Tribulations" and robbed others of internal power. Although his knowledge is complicated, the hidden danger of his dantian is like a cliff and eggs. For this reason, he seized Duanqing's "Wuji Gong" and wanted to use this method to resolve internal forces. The suffering, fusion of the true Qi walking around in the body.
However, the internal strength of Duanqing is good?
Since Mu Qingshang fell off the cliff, Duan Qing who woke up had already possessed the two special methods of "Wuji Gong" and "A Thousand Tribulations". He has made great progress in "A Thousand Tribulations", but In order not to turn oneself into a bloodthirsty demon like Helianyu, forcibly merge the two mental methods, only to struggle between the two states of "renqing" and "ruthless" for more than ten years, and even seal the power Nourish your **** to avoid mistakes.
However, Thirteen years ago, Helianyu’s layout killed Gu Qifang and he cleared his mind and lost his mind. The "A Thousand Tribulations" in his body overwhelmed "Wujigong", and the woman carried the body of the woman from the Wandering Ridge. When leaving Xichuan, if he hadn’t thought of Gu Xiao who was missing, and the host Ji Qingyan brought Xi Buddha Sekong to the rescue and forcibly escorted the person back to the Supreme Palace, I am afraid that as early as that day, Duan Qing would become the second bloodthirsty. Demon like hemp.
Duanqing's internal strength had changed on that day.
Qingzheng’s self-holding "Wuji Gong" and the arbitrary indulgence of "A Thousand Tribulations", these two internal forces were borne by his shoulders, and he had to travel **** the single-plank bridge for nearly 20 years. However, it was better to block than to sparse. After that, it is almost a scourge that chooses people to eat.
Fortunately, he still has a trace of Ching Ming.
At that time, abolishing Duan Qing's internal strength was like killing him, not to mention that the man was still wise, Ji Qingyan was relentless no matter what, after going through the classics of Suqing Dao, he finally decided to take the risk.
He went to Mizongling and used the matter as a pretext to fight with Helianyu, using himself as a bait to set out the full set of martial arts "A Thousand Tribulations", wounded all the way back to the Supreme Palace, and worked hard to organize The complete "A Thousand Tribulations" martial arts code, together with the "Wuji Gong" general outline, was handed over to Duan Qing who was locked in the wall of repentance.
——"Pan Tian Yun internal power, meridian movement of true energy, meditation and righteous thoughts, sense of emotion and evil desire...When do you do this, brother will let you out at any time, otherwise I would rather put you in confession Sinbi will never let you go out to harm others and yourself."
Thirteen years of pure heart and little desire, mad in the dark, and quiet in the dark, no one knows how a man who has become a madman can put himself back on the right path, and no one can think that being pure can confess sin He came out from behind and became a lifeless person.
Except for Ji Qingyan.
Before he died, Ji Qingyan said that Duan Qing's life was misplaced by love, because after he took the pulse, he found that Duan Qing's body was full of zhenqi, almost forcibly uniting two completely different inner strengths, while being indifferent to passion and desire. Suppress the hidden dangers of "A Thousand Tribulations", and run the "Wuji Gong" mentally, as if walking on thin ice, it may be overwhelming at any time.
If Duan Qing was willing to let go of Gu Qifang and forget his love and hatred, he would have broken through the bottleneck to resolve hidden dangers in one fell swoop. When the two martial arts are perfectly integrated, no one knows how high Duan Qing can reach.
However, he is partial and persistent.
Thirteen years of penance, not for survival and enlightenment, but for fulfilling his unfinished duties.
Because of this, when Duan Qing discovered that his cultivation technique was causing trouble again, he did not choose to retreat and suppress, but instead used He Lianyu.
In the win in the Weeping Blood Cavern, what Helianyu took away was only half of the "Wujigong" internal power, and the remaining half was the "A Thousand Tribulations" true energy hidden in it like a tarsal maggot.
"Wujigong" is a natural man and nature, and He Lianyu himself has the foundation of "A Thousand Tribulations" in his body. This time, he has entered the sea like a mud cow. He has not found anything wrong at all. He is eager to merge his work and grow his body frantically. Infuriated, but forget that insatiable people are often destroyed by themselves.
In a battle with Ye Fusheng, he used the Poyun Sword Technique, which has over-consumed half of the internal power of "Wuji Gong" in his body. When Chu Xiwei fought with him for hundreds of rounds, he found Helian Yuwu Breath The chaos, only he himself is addicted to the crazy killing and has not yet noticed.
Therefore, when the talents pressured the stalemate, Chu Xiwei deliberately exposed the empty door in front of her chest, just waiting for He Lianyu to take action, and beat the inner strength of "Gui Hai Xin Fa".
Although He Lianyu's body's true qi is now strong, it is in a mess, and only barely maintains a precarious balance. Normally, Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng can't help him, but now it is different.
As soon as the "Guihai Xinfa" entered the body, it entangled all the internal forces that hung in the Helian Yu Dantian meridians, and walked randomly among the acupuncture points, which is a deadly spot for martial artists. !
He Lianyu's eyes went dark, his headache was splitting, his tinnitus continued, his whole body was numb with pain, his hands and feet began to feel cold, there was a suffocation in his chest, and his mouth was full of sweet smell.
Excessive blood loss, it turned out to be this way.
In a trance, he remembered the last look that the white-haired Daoist looked at when he was gaining power in the Weeping Blood Cavern, like looking at a self-defeating ant.
By the way, Duanqing...Where is Duanqing?
He Lianyu's remaining fingers were loose and tight, holding the hilt of the sword and staggering to stand up, it was actually cut by Xiang Chu Xiwei!
With a clang, the Jinghong Sword and the Poyun Sword were connected again. Ye Fusheng held He Lianyu's sword with a knife, and his left hand slammed his chest with his palm, but he was interrupted by a muffled hum. Two ribs!
"Do you...know why I didn't kill you when I was on Mount Anxi?" He Lianyu was still on the verge of life and death at this moment, and he could still laugh out of it. He already looked over Ye Fusheng with a somewhat distracted look. On Chu Xiwei's body, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, "Because at that time, I saw that there is love between you, since that's the case... Don't wait until your love is deep and righteous, and if you don't kill you in front of him, how can it be counted? What a good show?!"
Chu Xiwei's eyes suddenly hurt, like being stabbed by a poisonous scorpion's tail.
Ye Fusheng defended He Lianyu with all his strength. Unexpectedly, his body suddenly staggered away. He was shocked, and he heard a strange noise before he could see it clearly.
The sound was very soft and inaudible, as if being fluttered by a bug in the summer night.
From Helian's sleeve, a small Gu worm crawled out, like Zhizhi, but it was only the size of a fingertip, the whole body was green, and it was as cold as a wildfire flying on the head of a grave in the middle of the night.
But it was fast, almost until Chu Xiwei pushed Ye Fusheng away, and there was no chance to escape.
At the same time, from the cracks in the bricks of the Jingfeng Temple and the underground like tidal water, a dense cluster of Gu worms, of different sizes and shapes, colorful like the sparkling light of a rainbow breaking into the water surface, crawled towards Where are the three living people in the temple!
The Gu cave that they can't find is just underground!
Helian Yu, this madman, set a certain slaying game in his own sleeping place!
Ye Fusheng opened his eyes wide. The light work he is most proud of in his life has not been able to keep up with this close distance.
The difference of one step, in an instant, seems to have passed thousands of years.
The Gu worm fell on Chu Xiwei's hand, and Ye Fusheng's breathing almost stopped at this moment. Only Chu Xiwei was left in his eyes, and he couldn't take care of the few bugs that were about to crawl to his feet.
"A... Yao?!"
Chu Xiwei only felt cold on the back of his hand, and subconsciously wanted to shake the gu worm away, but Helianyu abandoned the sword, regardless of his current situation, and locked Chu Xiwei with the last Shura hand. His veins, the smile on his face was distorted to almost crazy.
The next moment, Ye Fusheng's eyes flashed a cold light, splitting Chu Xiwei's tangled hair, bringing out a long tail-like shadow like a meteor, penetrating it impartially. Lian Yuhouxin!
His eyes that were bleeding water suddenly widened, his eyes gradually dilated, and there were two "chuckles" in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.
From his chest was a rusty **** broken knife.
When he died, his memory seemed very clear. He Lianyu recognized the cutting blade, which was the knife that penetrated Gu Qifang's chest in the Weeping Blood Cave thirteen years ago.
The **** color filled with darkness in front of him, as if the tide swept over, swallowing the only remaining consciousness, as if a long time had passed, and it seemed only in a moment, He Lianyu remembered a lot of things and forgot more.
The black blood was flowing in his mouth, and he raised his head with the last strength, only to vaguely see a white shadow stepping in from the door, passing him half a step without stopping.
His lips opened slightly, but he didn't say anything.
The light in my eyes is like a star falling into the sky, hitting the ground at the moment before the night disappears, and the next moment the brilliance disappears, turning into a dust that is no different from yellow mud.
He stretched out his hand to grab something. This time he did not rush into the air. Instead, he tore a piece of blood-stained white clothes. With the cracking of the silk, He Lianyu had no more power, and he knelt down on the ground with his knees. His head slowly drooped, his hollow eyes fixed on the blood-stained ground forever.
The long years of my life have finally reached poverty, and the dust has settled at this moment.