long night walk

Chapter 1603: Separation and Passing

The black fog was tangled like a web, covering the sky and the earth.

Each wisp of fog as thick as black ink contains a power that cannot be underestimated. It is like a rolling dark cloud pressing down on the sky above the head. The dark blue calamity energy rolls like a dragon, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

A thick black gas enveloped Cangnan Yi's body, and the blood color between her sleeves was stained by the black mist and began to spread rapidly into a large area of ​​glaring scarlet.

The green color faded, as if wearing red clothes.

Different from the fairy in white and green clothes in the past, she was dressed in bright red. Even though there was no expression in her eyes, from a distance, she looked like a bit of... an evil ghost that did not belong to her.

In the black air flying all over the sky, the red figure appeared even more prominent.

But she could suppress such red. Even though the color was extremely bright and heavy, and full of dust and turbidity, she always gave people a contradictory feeling of being dignified, cold and murderous, like the lingering blood on the battlefield on the snow-capped mountains.

The Eternal Sorrow in Cangnanyi's hand was eroded by the black fog and turned into golden light, dissipated in her palm, and merged into her bones and blood again.

She looked as calm as ever.

At this time, disciples of the True Immortal Sect had already rushed onto the battlefield and were attacking her from behind.

Cangnanyi's pair of extremely dark eyes turned slightly, his body did not move, but his gaze swept slightly backwards.

Qing Ao smiled slightly, but did not stop his soldiers from committing suicide.

The two men with the strongest fighting power on Kunlun did not intervene in the battlefield. They only saw the True Immortal Sect disciples who rushed up one after another being swept away by the black fog. In an instant, blood flowed like a river and bones were scattered all over the ground.

Cangnanyi, whose expression remained unchanged, finally moved her eyebrows slightly. She raised one arm, and the wide sleeves hanging between her slender arms fluttered. She picked up a strand of clothes thread from the sleeve as if she was using some material available.

Scarlet clothes, bright red thread.

The red thread was wrapped around the fingers, and in the midst of the solemnity, it was wrapped around the cold, white, and slender fingers, making them look exceptionally clean.

Even though he was filled with sins and faced a calamity, Cangnan Yi's actions were still calm and orderly.

She raised her arm and waved it lightly, and the ordinary red thread fell into her hand, but it seemed to have formed the most Taoist rhythm in the world.

The red thread broke through the wind and fog, and in such a situation, it was not tainted by any worldly desires or delusions, and was incredibly clean. It was clear that the short red thread was dancing and interweaving in the wind, densely packed like a net or a forest, forming a cage within three feet around her.

The world is outside the cage, and she is inside the cage, with only one person imprisoned.

And the invisible black energy all over her body was also imprisoned by her in the three-foot cage.

However, the disciples of the True Immortal Sect, who had long been controlled by the power of the evil god and lost their minds, no longer knew what the fear of death was.

At this moment, they only had the mad instinct to obey orders. They rushed towards Cangnanyi, the weapons in their hands were shining with spiritual energy. They wished they could use all their life's knowledge to attack the three-foot spirit cage woven with red thread.

The black air in the cage was shaking in chaos. Cangnan Yi's figure was like frost on a mountain, standing tall in the midst of the worldly desires. Her thin and slender fingers suddenly tightened, showing that the beautiful tendons and bones of her fingers were clearly visible. The red lines crisscrossing her fingertips were stretched taut, revealing crystal clear blood beads.

Blood drops dripped onto the ground along the sharp and thin red line, but the hand was as steady as a mountain, not moving at all. No matter how turbulent the black energy was, it could not break free from the three-foot spirit cage.

"Pa pa pa..." Qing Ao clapped his hands lightly. The sky above his head had completely changed color at some point, and it became pitch black, as if a god had splashed ink. Except for the layer of thunder pool in the southwest direction, it was difficult to see a single ray of light in the entire cosmic sky above Kunlun Mountain.

He looked at the figure in the cage with admiration and said, "It's a pity that a person like your majesty is not the master of heaven and earth.

"I am the head of the True Immortal Sect and I led 180,000 disciples to attack Kunlun Mountain. Their crimes against Kunlun are unforgivable, but Your Majesty can still feel compassion for them. Such a broad mind and courage is unmatched in the world."

The ominous black energy kept surging into Cangnanyi's eyes. Even though her figure was as tall as a mountain and her features were calm, her pupils kept dilating uncontrollably, becoming extremely dark and bottomless.

More and more blood flowed from her fingertips, and the red thread wrapped between her fingers became increasingly brighter in color. However, Cangnanyi just smiled playfully, and did not take his praise seriously.

"God, you are overpraising me. Although I have the name of a saint, I am not a fool who only does futile things. If people kill me, I will save them. This selfless spirit is not suitable for me."

A savior who knows the world will not abuse his own saintly heart without any bottom line. If people kill me, I will kiss them painfully. It will not have any meaning except self-satisfaction.

Cangnanyi never thought that sacrificing something in exchange for something was her way to salvation.

It's just a barter of goods, a price for a consideration.

If you don't fight back when you are beaten or respond when you are scolded, you are a stone, not a saint.

But the current situation does not allow her to be so helpless.

The calamity of worldly desires came from her own body. Qing Ao did not stop the True Immortal Sect disciples under his command at all. He was simply using the lives of these disciples to feed her calamity cause and effect.

Now that the disaster has come, it is already difficult for her to deal with the situation, and she is adding fuel to the fire...

What she said sounded pathetic, but it really gave her a headache.

The two endings given by Qingao were not what she had in mind, but it could not be denied that in this predicament, there were only two choices left for her.

One is to find a forbidden place, seal oneself into a cage, and allow oneself to be devoured by the six desires of the world. This body and soul will be transformed into the disasters, evil spirits and monsters of the world for all living beings.

Kunlun God Lord ceased to exist from then on. But in this way, Qingao achieved his wish and took control of Kunlun from then on, causing chaos in the thirty-six heavenly palaces and making the six realms restless.

Secondly, she no longer controlled her own calamity period, allowing it to run rampant and spread to the entire Kunlun Mountain. No matter if they were rebels or the people of Kunlun's demons and fairies, they were all turned into white bones all over the mountain within her calamity period, and the six paths were no longer able to return.

Even Qing Ao, with his extraordinary abilities, could not escape.

However, for some reason, no matter which choice she made, Qingao would be happy to see it.

Cangnan Yi never knew what it meant to struggle and make choices.

But today, she really feels caught in a dilemma.

She shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a figure landing on the beacon tower out of the corner of her eye.

It was the female official Qingxuan whose body was covered in blood.

Her hair was grey, and her body was covered with frost, dew and blood. She stumbled forward but was extremely determined. As soon as her hands touched the red thread, perhaps because of their common blood, the red thread that could sweep away thousands of troops seemed like an ordinary cotton thread in front of her.

Her hands passed through easily, however, those slender and beautiful hands could not penetrate the resentment and debt of ten thousand years in the mortal world.

That is the calamity of worldly desires that has accumulated over millions of years by all living beings.

In an instant, black fog swept over, the flesh on the fingertips melted away, and the white bones were exposed, which was shocking.

But she still stubbornly stretched out her hands that had turned into bones, trying to grab Cangnanyi.

The fingertips that had turned to bones trembled slightly. The Qingxuan female official who was kneeling on the ground no longer had her usual pride and strength. She was like a fledgling that was about to lose its mother. But no matter how hard she tried, she could not reach her at all.

The high and mighty female official of Kunlun had never been in such a state as she was now. She was in a miserable state and barely surviving.

She even knew that no language in the world could keep the man in front of her, so she couldn't make any pitiful sound to beg for him to stay. She could only bite her lips tightly, tears streaming down her face, her heart clogged with despair, surging into endless sorrow.

Cangnan Yi traveled through the mortal world in the name of Kunlun. The separations of life and death that she had seen and heard had long been integrated into her bones. She had seen and experienced all the seven emotions and six desires, the eight sufferings and nine difficulties of all living beings.

Perhaps it was because this worldly matter was corroding her heart and soul, she was now being absorbed by the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings. She was usually unmoved and indifferent, but at this moment, she felt a little touched by the sentiment.

She lowered her eyes and quietly looked at Qingxuan, whose soul was broken and whose body was hunched over. There was a feeling of compassion in her eyes, but her voice was still indifferent and calm: "Qingxuan, if you continue to be willful, this cage will fall apart."

The hand that had turned into white bones trembled suddenly, and Qingxuan raised his tear-stained face. Even though he had thousands of words in his heart, he understood that if the woman in front of him was determined to leave, no one could stop her.

A solitary saint never needs martyrs around him.

All the efforts and courage she had just shown could easily defeat her willfulness under her gaze.

Restraint and rationality began to return to Qingxuan's face again in a cruel way.

Even though she was covered in blood, she seemed to have become the cold and powerful female official of Kunlun.

She withdrew her hands tremblingly and no longer attempted to make any contact. She folded her hands in front of her, knelt down and kowtowed three times.

All the while, not a word was uttered.

Cang Nanyi stared at her calmly and said only one sentence: "Practice well."

Qing Ao chuckled and said, "The Queen asked her to practice well. Do you think there is still hope for survival in Kunlun Mountain this time?"

There are two possible endings, and both of them lead to destruction and death for Kunlun Mountain.

  Cangnanyi sighed softly, and her wide robes spread out on the ground. She sat on the ground in the cage, lowered her eyes and looked at herself, who was covered with unruly dust and desire. She raised her free hand slightly, and gently hooked a wisp of black air and plucked it like plucking the strings of a musical instrument, and said lightly:

"I have been trying to resolve worldly desires for tens of millions of years, but I never thought that this worldly desire is impossible to resolve completely. Unknowingly, I have accumulated so many misfortunes. If I don't send myself away, these things in me will flow out uncontrollably. In this way, I, a saint, will become the biggest source of misfortune in this world. This will be an unprecedented mess that is difficult to clean up."

Qingshui knew this, but when she said it herself, she still couldn't help but choke up with sobs. Her heart felt as if it was being cut by thousands of knives, and all kinds of pain flooded over.

Cangnanyi raised his eyes and said: "I can't break this fate, but I can use my body as a cage, turning it into a world of stone and wood, and sealing off the fate of disaster forever."

The smile on Qingao’s face froze.

The sage lives among the high mountains and long rivers, with a clear and calm mind.

But she still has a heart, blood, flesh, and a living soul.

Any living thing will contribute to the creation of disasters.

If she were to pass away right here, her body would become a barren tree, her heart would become gold and stone, and she would be sealed here forever. She would respond to this calamity, and this calamity would be resolved in the 100,000 mountains of Kunlun.

She enters the mountain with her soul and enters the sea with her spirit. Her soul and spirit turn into mountains and seas, and can also become the power of the Kunlun fairy people.

Thus, competing with Qing Ao will be a matter for future generations.