I will bury the gods

The wind and snow were still falling, Chu Miao looked at the green skirt that was billowing in front of her, but she seemed to have come to another world, only silence remained.

Chu Miao has a very high seniority and high prestige in this world, and she has long been a fairy in the clouds in the eyes of the world, but now, in front of this gentle girl in green skirt, she still looks like a little girl with nothing back then.

Hearing Gong Ying's words, Chu Miao was still a little flustered, as if she had made a mistake, she murmured, "This... I can't blame me for this, the Lord Palace Master will always be my most respected senior, and my generation is full of shadows. Chan raised it...Of course, I don't blame Chan'er entirely, I persuaded Xiaoyu before, and even bet with her, but she didn't admit it at all."

"Xiaoyu is a bad-tempered girl, and she blames me. She spoiled her too much when she was a child, and she passed away early before she had time to educate her." Gong Ying smiled softly.

"No, how could it be the fault of the Palace Mistress, clearly..."

"Okay, don't make excuses. I don't blame you. Immortals live long lives. It's normal for generations to be chaotic, right... in-laws?" Gong Ying rubbed her hair, smiling more and more gently.

Chu Miao became more and more cautious.

"Okay, don't tease Xiao Miao, these things are trivial, don't take it to heart."

Gong Ying withdrew her hand from between Chu Miao's black hair.

She looked towards Shi Yiluo.

Shi Yirao bowed and called out respectfully: "Senior."

It's been 100 years, but it hasn't changed much, it's just that your Yin Palace is filled with hesitation.

"Yuanyin...what's wrong?" Shi Yirao felt worried.

"Your vital yin contains frozen celestial veins, so you can restrain Slaanesh, and you can also cultivate the Great Sun Frozen Art, but... this is the solitary vital yin. Anyone who takes your vital yin, no matter how If it is powerful, it will be eaten back by the cold, and there will be no bones left." Gong Yinghan said.

"what?!"

Shi Yirao and Mu Shijing exclaimed in unison.

"Is there a solution?" Shi Yirao asked immediately.

"solution?"

Gong Ying thought for a while, then said solemnly: "The ice cold comes from your body, if you die, the ice cold will disappear."

Shi Yiluo's eyes and face were downcast, and she held a bright silver sword in her palm. Although she didn't say much, she had already made up her mind to die.

"Sister Shi doesn't want it."

Mu Shijing subconsciously stopped him, but he was also at a loss.

Gong Ying pressed Shi Yirao's sword with her finger, the solemnity on her face disappeared, replaced by a smile: "Okay, I'm just kidding you, the little girls of this generation are really cute, if they can live long Some, maybe I can be friends with you guys.”

Shi Yirao looked up in astonishment, speechless for a while.

Mu Shijing was annoyed, she clenched her fists and said, "Are you kidding me at this time?"

Mu Shijing's face was pinched by Gong Ying.

"You're cute too." Gong Ying said.

"You are so cute..."

Mu Shijing's voice distorted.

She finally understood who Master's bad character followed.

Finally, she picked up Bai Zhu again and hugged her soft body in her arms, as if she was still that small potted plant.

"Bai Zhu, you have to listen to what I say next."

Gong Ying seriously instructed: "After the death of the god of origin, a new source of quality was formed. You, Xiaoyu, and the tree of mulberry are all products of this source of quality. You are a brand new life. Xiaoyu It is born from the human body, similar to human beings, you are cultivated by Xianluo absorbing spiritual energy, similar to demons, such as the god mulberry tree, it is a brand new vegetation. You are all brand new creatures, born with the ability to destroy The cold, the ability to purify the turbidity of the spirit, so you are also the living beings who save the world. This terrible era of the coexistence of glaciers and evil gods will be ended by you new lives.

Xiaobaizhu is the new demon of the first generation, you have to shoulder the responsibility together with Xiaoyu, your master has already guided you the way to advance, you just take a big step forward. "

"Bai Zhu... is it a demon?"

Bai Zhu was still a little dull.

"Huh? Don't you like demons?" Gong Ying smiled and said, "If you don't like demons, Bai

Zhu can also call himself a 'God', anyway, you are the first generation of the breed, so you have the right to name yourself, let alone, these are trivial matters. "

Bai Zhu nodded vigorously, and then asked, "Then what is a big deal?"

"There's only one big thing right now."

Gong Ying raised her head and looked at the top of Patriarch Mountain.

The red sun hanging behind Lin Shouxi was riddled with holes.

He simply couldn't defeat the God of Mourning who was fused with the slough of his ancestor.

The spells hidden in the patriarch's Fashui were all driven by the "sound" and became the weapons of the God of Mourning. They turned into the shape of ice edges and stabbed towards Lin Shouxi. Every time Lin Shouxi resisted, he could not It doesn't destroy a large number of origins of spells, but if he throws a mouse, he will be completely at a disadvantage and let the god of mourning slaughter him.

In his pale imagination, that ancient sun god was an invincible existence.

But Lin Shouxi knew that he was still close, but for the time being, he couldn't figure out where he was short.

He was not allowed to think about it.

The chanting of the mourning god constantly interfered with his thoughts.

Not just singing.

The whole world is singing.

The surviving monks of Patriarch Mountain knelt on the ground together, clasped their chests with their hands, and blew from their throats, like a flock of chickens calling for the sun.They sang with forgetfulness, even if a rock rolled down and ran over them, they didn't know it, and let themselves and their companions be crushed into flesh.

It's not just people singing.

Grass and trees also joined in the carnival of dancing.

They twisted and turned in the wind and snow, their soft bodies like enchanting winds.

The door has a mouth, the tiles have a mouth, the river has a mouth, and the floor tiles under the feet have a mouth...

Even the most dandy stone is infected, cracks his tongue and begins to sing.

The libretto is clear.

They tell their sufferings. The trees hate the infidelity of human beings. They say that they have protected them from wind and rain all their lives, but they will still be cut down. Dogs also showed hideous faces, angrily scolding people for being unkind. Rats also crawled out of their holes in the ground and took to the streets to protest, gathering into a black tide.

The suffering they condemn is all human-related.

Human singing like confession was drowned out by reprimands.

Some people covered their ears and committed suicide in pain and guilt. Some people were bitten to death by their own cats and dogs. These people sang until they died, as if they wanted to use their singing to redeem their sins and gain stability. the afterlife.

The world is turned upside down.

Man is no longer the master of the world, but has become a sin that must be eradicated.

Faced with all this, even if some monks were sober, they were powerless to stop them, and most of them couldn't accept such a cruel world and committed suicide by drawing their knives.

This is the lament of the evil god.

It is also the funeral song of mankind.

The evil god's song spread like a plague to the whole world.

In the desperate atmosphere, Lin Shouxi's will was also dragged into the abyss. His shoulder blades were pierced by tentacles as sharp as steel needles, and the red sun he sacrificed was also smashed to pieces. Many times, he wanted to use spells, but when he opened his mouth, But it sang songs with other creatures.

He felt infinite pain.

This kind of pain is a thousand times more painful than peeling day lilies and hacking into pieces. He even feels from the bottom of his heart that the existence of life is a collection of pain.Death is the ultimate gift to end it all.

Lin Shouxi pierced his eardrum.

To no avail.

Mourning is a chain around the soul, it is tightened little by little until death.Is it going to end like this... Lin Shouxi thought to himself.

He thought of Xiaohe who was still in the ice, thought of Chu Yingchan's lonely back, thought of the woman waiting outside the seal for a long time, thought of the eyes watching him from behind.

Scenes of pictures intertwined in the past.

They are sad in their singing.

Lin Shouxi crushed his teeth abruptly, the teeth cracked
Amidst the sound, he opened his golden eyes, which were also full of blood, with his mouth full of blood.

His body began to burn.

The eighth level of the Sword Manual is Nirvana. If you want to be Nirvana, you must first destroy yourself.

This is his last hope.

His robe burned away in an instant, revealing a body full of scars. The flames filled the lines between his muscles, and the red lines spread along his whole body, as if to split him apart.At this moment, even those tentacles that were attacking it all backed away one after another, not daring to approach this burning man.

At this time.

In his ears, he suddenly heard singing.

"The autumn moon is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the autumn moon shines on me a few times, I wake up, I chase the water, the water touches the shadow of the flowers; the wind is light, the wind is quiet, the wind chases me to the sky, I wander in the palace of the moon, listening to the Yaoqin; the sound of the piano Far away, the sound of the zither is near, the sound of the zither is not to my liking, I will say goodbye to the wind, and return to see the stars..."

The melodious singing sounded flutteringly.

On Lin Shouxi's body, the flame that even the evil gods shunned turned cold.

This song is a lullaby.

When it sounded, the restless world fell into a silent sleep.

Lin Shouxi seemed to have fallen into a dreamlike embrace, falling asleep.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Gong Ying's gentle face.

"Whisper?"

In the lullaby, Lin Shouxi's mind was no longer clear.

Gong Ying smiled and said, "Recognize Bai Zhu and Chu Miao as Chu Yingchan, and me as Xiaoyu? Hey, sometimes I really can't tell the difference. Are you really confused or fake."

"mother in law?!"

Lin Shouxi suddenly regained his composure.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already in the world of Hetu Luoshu. On the two long rivers rolling away, Gong Ying's figure was as pale as a blue curtain.

"Your Dao heart is firm and you dare to die. You deserve to be commended, but you can't burn yourself like this. You can't burn yourself to a new level." Gong Ying said softly.

"Mother-in-law, please advise." Lin Shouxi said.

"The flame is not the flame, but the shadow of the ashes. The flame is only the appearance, and the ashes are the essence. Therefore, you must become the ashes. This is why you chose to enter Nirvana. But, Lin Shouxi, you have to understand that in the water No deer can grow, and no fish can be raised in the fire. If you strengthen the ashes here, it is tantamount to raising deer in the water, and the fire feeds the fish."

Gong Ying's voice paused, she pursed her lips, and continued: "Only the purest darkness can give birth to the brightest light, this is not your battlefield, go to the Necromancer Snowfield, let the Necromancer Snowfield Darkness, the darkness of the undead snowfield is the breeding ground for you."

Lin Shouxi nodded thoughtfully.

"Thank you, mother-in-law, for your clarification."

"Okay, what are you doing with such a straight face? Shouldn't you be happy to see your mother-in-law? Smile?"

Seeing Gong Ying's arrival, Lin Shouxi was relieved and overjoyed. He tried to curl the corners of his lips, but he was exhausted and couldn't smile.

"Such a good-looking person, why does he have such an ugly smile?"

Gong Ying seemed dissatisfied, pinched his cheek, and said: "Okay, now that you understand, don't waste your time here, my daughter is still waiting for you, go see her quickly, don't delay. "

"Well, I won't keep Xiaoyu waiting any longer." Lin Shouxi said.

"That's not what I mean. I just want to say that another good apprentice of yours, Chulu, is under her command. If you go too late, Chulu will also be harmed by my girl." Gong Ying said helplessly.

Lin Shouxi was speechless for a while, so he could only say: "I would like to follow the orders of my mother-in-law.
"So cute."

Gong Ying patted his head and said, "Alright, let's go."

"Now... let's go?" Lin Shouxi asked.

The God of Mourning is still here, how can he leave?
"If you don't leave now, when will you leave? You have to wait until I lose to the singing of the mourning god in order to protect you, and then collect the body for your mother-in-law before you are satisfied?" Gong Ying asked.

Lin Shouxixian
In her current state, she really couldn't help her.

After weighing in his mind, he still chose to leave, believing that Gong Ying could deal with this monster.

Just as he was about to leave, Gong Ying stopped him again.

"How do you plan to go?" Gong Ying asked.

"Of course... fly over." Lin Shouxi said.

Although he was seriously injured, with his current ability, it would only take three days at most to reach the real country.

"Hey, do you think of yourself as the sun? The sun is not the way you rush." ​​Gong Ying said.

"How does the sun travel?"

"you ask me?"

Gong Ying folded her arms around her chest and asked, "Where did you recruit this idiot son-in-law?"

Only then did Lin Shouxi realize, and clasped his fists together and said, "I understand."

The shattered red sun wrapped his remnant body and rose upwards.

Rising from the east and setting from the west, this is the way the sun travels.

It crosses this world in just one day.

Gong Ying waved goodbye to the sun.

He Tu and Luo Shu retracted between her sleeves.

The god of mourning confronted her.

"It's terrible to sing."

Gong Ying opened her mouth lightly, and she gave a clear chirp, which was like a sharp sword piercing through the heaven and earth, almost splitting the Patriarch Mountain into two halves.After the rebuke, a gap appeared in the singing of the God of Mourning, and it was forced to stop.

Tong Qingyu, who had been singing along with her for a long time, woke up suddenly, and she saw the beautiful figure in a green dress hanging alone in the air.

For the first half of the time, Gong Yingyu also looked at Tong Qingyu.

"You are not allowed to commit suicide. A sinner like you should be judged by the human race." Gong Ying said.

"Who are you? Are you the one who appeared on the wall of gods a hundred years ago? Who are you?" Tong Qingyu asked frantically, "Are you also an ancient god? Why are you so strong?"

"The ancient gods? It would be good if the gods, why are they so bumpy and toiled?"

Gong Ying sighed quietly, her voice fluttered like a candle in the wind, she turned over her jade palm, looked back at the century-old time, and said: "The patriarch came from this mountain, but was betrayed by his descendants, and fell into such a state. The end is really sad, but it doesn’t matter, the patriarch is not the ancestor of one mountain, but the ancestor of three mountains. I can live to this day, thanks to the enlightenment of the patriarch, today, let me guard this mountain for him.”

After all, Gong Ying ignored Tong Qingyu's shocked expression. She turned her head and took out a clear sword from the starry sky.

The giant meat ball sinks and floats in the air.

Gong Ying picked up the steps and walked towards it.

"Although the sage has passed away, there will always be someone who comes after him. The orthodoxy of the Patriarch Mountain is in my God Shoushan."

Sunset Moonrise.

When Lin Shouxi fell from the sky, a whole day had passed.

He fell into the snow.

Beyond the snowfield is the real country covered in silver.

This is Sun's unique way of traveling. In half a day, he crossed the entire world.

Weak, he got up from the snow, took out a brand new white dress, and wrapped it around his body.

He walked along a glacier.

As he walked, he realized something was wrong.

"This...is the real country?"

He looked around and saw the buildings with white walls and black tiles, the winding corridors, the withered water plants inserted in the light gray water, and the surface was covered with thin ice, which reflected each other with the shadow of the water in the pool. It looks beautiful.There is a tall building with cornices and corners above the pool. There are voices on the tall building, and in the distance, an exquisite pavilion can be seen looming over the water.

The pavilion looked familiar.

"No, this is not Zhen Kingdom, this is Chu Kingdom!"

He lived in Zhen Country for a long period of time. Zhen Country is full of ice and snow all year round, and its buildings are quite thick and rough. How can there be such a delicate and exquisite place?

I can't admit it wrong... This is the Chu country at all. Before fighting with Li Zhenren, he had been here

Here, walk along the river all the way to the pavilion named Huaixue Pavilion!

Lin Shouxi looked up.

The sky is full of clouds.

He couldn't tell whether it was the cloud tomb or the sea of ​​clouds that drifted by unintentionally.

In order to further confirm all this, Lin Shouxi suppressed his sleepiness and exhaustion, and tried his best to walk towards the pavilion.

He looked at the words on the pavilion.

"Huai... Xue... Pavilion."

It really is Huaixue Pavilion!

This is Chu State!

He turned into the sun and floated in the sky for a whole day, and finally returned to the state of Chu.

"What the hell is going on here? Could it be that I traveled back to a month ago?" Lin Shouxi had a splitting headache.

If he really traveled back to a month ago, then the battle between him and Master Li hadn't even started yet... That's right, what's the point of fighting? Hurry up to Wang Erguan to gather alchemy, and then rush to Zushi Mountain with all your strength. It's all about uncovering Tong Qingyu's plan and preventing this from happening.

Lin Shouxi sat in the Huaixue Pavilion for a while, but couldn't sit still, he got up immediately, and wanted to go to Wangye City to find Wang Erguan.

At this time.

Two lanterns moved in the distance, and in the dim shadow of the lights, the sound of people's conversations also came over.

"Is this the Huaixue Pavilion? It's really exquisite and unique. Whenever it snows, I love to come here. I never thought that snowing is such a beautiful thing before."

When the lights are on, tourists come here.

The content of this conversation, um... why is it different from the memory?
"After all, this is the pavilion repaired by Fairy Chu of Taoism. It is of great significance. In the past hundred years, many poets have left famous works here. The pavilion is famous for its poems, and the poems are enhanced by the pavilion. The beauty of this pavilion is very special. Words can tell."

Taoism... Where did the Taoism come from in the real country?

This is indeed Chu State...

Lin Shouxi's heart sank.

Why does time go backwards for no reason?Could it be that something happened to Gong Ying?

Lin Shouxi's heart tightened a little bit.

"Why does Fairy Chu have a soft spot for this pavilion?"

"The fairy's favorite thing may not be the pavilion..."

Tourists come and go, telling interesting stories about the pavilion, no one can tell the real from the fake, and there is no need to tell.

Lin Shouxi was so anxious that he didn't have the patience to listen any longer, so he got up and prepared to leave.

The people around him also got up and left.

When they left, they said: "I heard that the real country was full of killings a hundred years ago. People killed each other in order to rob the spiritual root. Ordinary people can only sell themselves to the sect to seek a chance to live. If the Taoist sect did not create it, With the enactment of the new law, I don’t know when such a day will come to an end.”

"That's right, especially after Fairy Chu took over as the head of the Taoist sect, the atmosphere in Zhenguo is getting better and better."

"Well, I never thought before that a simple pavilion can be carved so beautifully...Huaixue Pavilion, what a good name."

"..."

Lin Shouxi froze in place.

Real country?

What exactly is going on?

Lin Shouxi couldn't turn his mind for a while.

The wind and snow drifted into the pavilion.

He stood there blankly for a long time.

The night is getting darker.

In the cold night, there is no one in the pavilion to enjoy the snow.

In the darkness in the distance, two lights were lit up again, the warm yellow lights were sleepy.

Those were the two maids with lamps.

Among the maids, there is a snow-white beauty who is all over the country and the city.

"Sect Master, it's so late at night, do you still want to enjoy the snow?" The maid trembled.

"Well, I don't know why tonight, I can't sleep, I want to go out for a walk, if you are cold, just go back." Said the snow-like woman.

"We will accompany the sect master." The maid said stubbornly.

Snow Shadow smiled softly.

Suddenly, another maid said: "Master, look, is there a place in the pavilion?"
one person? "

It's so late, how can there be anyone? "

The woman raised her head, but she really caught a glimpse of the dark shadow in the pavilion. She felt suspicious, took the lamp from the hand of the maid, and walked over with it.

In the wind and snow, the harmonious lights outline the outline of the pavilion.

The fairy stopped in front of the snow pavilion.