After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 634 Books
When Shen Qing looked at Shen Ru's eyes that seemed to know everything, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

"Qingyi, I have seen my whole life in the Mirror of Destiny. I know that I have never had an apprentice in my life, and I have never met a... little female cultivator named Shen Qingyi..."

Shen Ru smiled slightly, the originally transparent body seemed to be a little more transparent.

"Old Shen!"

"A person's life should always be full of flowers blooming and falling, fate comes and goes. I was born at the end of my life and experienced all kinds of hardships in the world, but I have never regretted it. Even if I know the future direction of my life, even if I know that I will spend my whole life I can't find the Dao, but I still don't regret it. Because I saw you in this reincarnation, they..."

"I know everything, but I can't do anything, I can only watch... watching them happen, watching them lose, I don't know what the future of Floating Ten Thousand Territories is like, I also suspected that after we do everything, we will It won't still be of no avail...The Mirror of Destiny has been destroyed, and the time is stopped at Tianyuan 520...It's just this year..."

"Qingyi, don't cry, don't be sad. Even though I know that we will die in this battle, but this is inevitable in human life, and I am not afraid. Even at this moment, I am happy... because... ...I...we saw you...this should be a blessing in misfortune!"

Shen Ru gently wanted to touch Shen Qingyi's head, but at the moment of touching, it went straight through.

Shen Ru's figure became lighter and weaker, but Shen Qingyi's figure became more and more solid.

"Inheritance has been planted in your heart, Qingyi... I have seen another inheritance in you, and I can also see your heart...the fate between you. My child, all ways and methods are all for practice, all for cultivation. Cultivate the mind. Even though it is not my way, I do not deny its existence and its great way, do you understand? There are three thousand ways, and all ways can be connected.

"Old Shen!"

Blood color filled the air, completely covering the entire Tinghai Mountain.

Shen Qingyi opened his eyes again, the pavilions, seas and lofts in front of him, the mountains, rivers, seas and rivers had disappeared.

The wind blew loudly, and the pages turned again.

"Zheng Yan... Lei Xiangzhang... Yuhan... Mu Zhaonian... Yuefeng... Shen Jingshan..."

The pages of the book were still flying, but Shen Qingyi felt a great pain in his chest, and couldn't help covering his face, tears falling drop by drop.

100 years... exactly 100 years!

So real 100 years!

Open your eyes again, there are no mountains and rivers on the plain, no sea of ​​clouds, no singing of spiritual birds, no laughter from old friends!

"Floating Ten Thousand Territories, Shen Qingyi has met all seniors!"

"Clap!"

Books fell, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The person kneeling in front of him also suddenly turned into aura and disappeared.

When it dissipated, a flash of spiritual light penetrated into Shen Qingyi's forehead.

"Reincarnation is about to start, the catastrophe of all spirits. If we enter this realm of inverse spirits, we will never enter reincarnation until the world disappears."

"Confucianism and Taoism are flourishing, and Confucianism has been born. We are willing to enter the eyes of this reincarnation and seek that glimmer of life! Looking forward to future generations, we don't have to face this chaotic world! I also hope that this world will give life to all spirits..."

Little by little, the screen flashed like a horse watching flowers.

Confucianism and Taoism were the most popular avenues at that time, and there were countless monks who practiced it, and there were even half-sages who cultivated their Taoism.

However, the catastrophe was approaching, the reincarnation of the source of Taoism, and the endless darkness also made the Confucianism cultivators at that time finally launched a resistance.

Silence!So many years of silence!Because of the catastrophe of reincarnation, how many souls have fallen in the world? !
They want to fight hard, for them, and for future generations!
A world without resistance does not mean that there will be no resistance.

When the sound of the first piece sounded, it was destined that there would be echoes of countless pieces.

Confucianism and Taoism, that is the Taoism with a Confucian heart, only a half-saint can prove the Taoism and become a saint, and then Confucianism and Taoism can completely become one of the great ways in this world, become the way, and enter the rules!

This is the dream that countless generations of Confucianism cultivators have worked hard for.

However, in the sixth year of Tianyuan 520, reincarnation came into being. Confucianism, Taoism and Confucianism, under the leadership of all Confucianists, rushed into the eyes of reincarnation with Confucianism.

So far, Confucianism has fallen.

Afterwards, the Great War broke out, Confucianism cultivators from all walks of life and all Taoists and spirits rose up to resist...

The sacrificial ones, the fallen ones... countless.

After the war, there were countless races and cultivators from various factions that disappeared.

So far, the world of cultivating immortals, where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend... ends.

Shen Qing's eyes were moist, and the moment he opened his eyes, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in front of him also dissipated bit by bit.

Stretching out his hand, aura quietly passed through his fingers.

That book was made by the accompanying spiritual beings that fell together when the Confucian mind of heaven and earth was born.

Books are also sacred objects of Confucianism.

Originally known as "Book of Reincarnation of Life and Death", the person in charge, if he writes a person's name in the book, that person's soul can be imprisoned in the book. It is a magic weapon that was once famous in the fairy world.

I just thought that later, the original prisoner and murder weapon turned into a booklet recording the names of comrades in arms...

The Reincarnation Book of Life and Death was seriously damaged in the war, mainly for two reasons.

First, killing too much, can't suppress the evil spirit, the sacred objects are polluted, and the rank is lowered.

Second, its owner wants to use this reincarnation book to preserve the souls of monks who fell in the war.

Gently stroking the book, the constantly changing names on the pages can't be turned to the end, which also shows how many fallen monks there must be...

The book is already alive, so even after its owner falls, the names of the monks who participated in the war and fell will automatically appear on the book.

The master's obsession has also become the obsession of the reincarnation book at this moment.

Fingers gently rubbing the names on the pages of the book, under the rough touch, there is endless resentment and evil spirit.

For those once proud, they might rather die in battle.

If the soul consciousness is still there, it must be very uncomfortable to be trapped in this place full of resentment.

Shen Qing sucked his nose, closed his eyes slightly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a cyan light cluster appeared.

Confucian righteousness shimmered.

Shen Qingyi wanted to have a try with this Confucian righteousness.

The moment the damaged and old books met the righteousness of Confucianism, Shen Qingyi obviously felt the books in his hand tremble.

His eyes lit up, and more righteousness of Confucianism entered the book.

The book's yellowed and blackened cover, with a little green light shining.

The pages of the book also stopped turning, and black lines began to appear in the names on it.

The moment the black silk thread came out, the surrounding air was obviously a bit colder.

A strong resentment spread around.

With a quick glance, Shen Qing waved his hands, and the blue flames instantly surrounded the strands of black threads.

When Heixian saw Zhusheng and Xuanyou Bingyan, he obviously wanted to escape, but he didn't give him a chance at all.

(End of this chapter)