The chivalrous spirit is fickle

After she finished speaking, the woman named Feng Xin slowly stood up, bowed to Shi Gu, and spoke in a low voice.

"Penglai Fengxin has seen the heavens."

Shi Gu clasped his fists in return, frowning slightly. At this moment, he still couldn't figure out what these people were trying to do, nor could he figure out why the Penglai Fairy Mountain had become an island of corpses today.

Feng Xin waved his hand gently, smiled gently, and said to Shi Gu.

"Please take a seat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone on the ground bulged up and turned into a stone bench, only three steps away from Feng Xin.

At such a close distance, if Shi Gu intended to kill her, she would not have time to escape.

Shi Gu sat down on the stone bench in silence and looked at Feng Xin. Compared to those mindless zombies, Feng Xin was more like a living person, with soft limbs, yet as weak as a dying person.

Feng Xin also sat down and looked at Shi Gu in front of him, but couldn't help but sigh.

"I never thought that there would be someone in this world who entered the Dao with murderous intent. I thought you wouldn't waste time talking to us and would just kill us directly."

"But now it seems that you and your Tao do not look similar."

Shi Gu's eyebrows moved slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he spoke softly.

"Penglai Fairy Mountain, why did it become like this?"

When Feng Xin heard this, his expression darkened, and the light in his eyes faded, leaving only a hint of deep sorrow.

"This story is very long, please don't be offended."

Feng Xin said softly with a hint of apology, then he waved his sleeves and a mist appeared between the two of them.

Amidst the mist, it was like a painting with a child climbing a long mountain path.

"A long time ago, there was a storm on the sea, and a large ship was shipwrecked. A child was rescued by people from Penglai, but his parents were left in the sea forever."

Feng Xin's voice was calm and ethereal, but it sounded so sad and nostalgic.

"That shipwreck killed many people and changed many people, like that child, who watched his parents sink to the bottom of the sea but was powerless to do anything."

"This may be a scar in his life that is difficult to heal."

"He always thought that if he was taller and stronger, he might have been able to save his parents."

"So, he went to the Penglai Immortal Mountain. My father felt sorry for him and accepted him as his apprentice. I gained a junior brother and a playmate."

In the fog, the child climbed the stairs with great effort, sweating profusely, but his eyes were bright and clean, which was pitiful.

Feng Xin looked at the child in the mist, a smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke softly.

"My junior brother is a taciturn person and a stubborn donkey. I wanted him to play with me, but he dragged me to climb the mountain together."

In the mist, the scene moved downward, and a delicate little girl was sitting on the steps, pouting and glaring at the boy. The boy scratched his head, turned around, went back to the girl and sat down.

"He doesn't know how to make people happy. Every time I couldn't crawl anymore, he would come back like a mute and wait for me beside me."

“This continued for many years thereafter.”

Feng Xin stared at the pair of children in the mist, lost in thought. After a moment, he waved his sleeves sadly, dispersing the mist, and spoke in a low voice.

"He has amazing talent. He entered the eighth-grade martial arts realm at the age of sixteen, and became a ninth-grade master at the age of twenty."

"He is the first person in Penglai's recorded history to break a mirror this fast. My father has high hopes for him."

"So, when he was 25 years old, he took me to start traveling around the world."

"We have walked through the mountains and rivers together, and have been to the Daotian League, which is as famous as my Penglai. We have walked very far."

"This world may seem prosperous at first, but after a while it is nothing but dry bones."

"We have seen too much fighting in the martial arts world, famine and plague in the human world, but every time, the ones who suffer are ordinary mortals."

"He is obviously a ninth-rank warrior, but he loves to cry. He always cries while saving people."

"There is always fighting in the underworld, and innocent people die every day."

"He told me that one day, he wanted the world to be free of fighting, and everyone would live forever."

Feng Xin lowered his head, smiled bitterly, and spoke in a low voice.

"I was so stupid at that time that I actually thought he was not talking nonsense, so I just believed him and waited for him to do this impossible thing."

"But...when he said that, it was really, really fascinating."

"How can one not be fascinated by such high-spirited people who are willing to sacrifice their own lives?"

A gleam of light flashed in Fengxin's eyes, and the mist rose again, revealing a bearded, unkempt man.

The man was dressed in a tattered Taoist robe, pointing his sword to the sky with a sharp gaze. He looked truly heroic and captivating.

"After he said that, he never left the world again, running around, trying to save more people."

"Eight hundred years ago, two ninth-rank warriors dueled in a mortal city. They completely ignored the people around them. After the duel, half of the city was destroyed and countless people were killed or injured."

"Heaven and earth are cruel. Before the city could save itself, heavy snow fell again for days."

"When he arrived at the city, the first thing he saw was a baby girl who had frozen to death on the street."

"The child was thrown into the ice and snow, half of her body was buried in the snow, and under the snow was the body of her mother."

"That day, his hair turned white overnight. In order to save people, he created a martial art called Rejuvenation, which saved many people."

"But...how could he save the people of a city by himself? When I found him, he was dishevelled and crying as he told me this."

"If he was at the Xiantian realm, he could have saved everyone in the city."

"He is still the same child who could only watch his parents die. He remained in the waves of that day and could never be free."

"I accompanied him, buried the bodies in the city, and then took him back to Penglai Mountain."

"He was originally a slovenly person. After experiencing this incident, he became even slovenlier. He only wanted to practice and reach the Xiantian realm."

"Finally, one day seven hundred years ago, all the gods of that generation were born and killed a Xiantian, leaving the Xiantian position vacant."

"He has undoubtedly ascended to that innate position and become an innate immortal."

"After achieving Xiantian, the first thing he did was to kill the two ninth-rank warriors with whom he had duelled."

"Afterwards, he returned to Penglai Island and began to deduce his rejuvenation skills."

Feng Xin looked sad. He stretched out his pale fingers and said dejectedly.

"I'm not an innate immortal, not even a ninth-rank warrior. At that time, I had no idea what dangers there would be in continuing to deduce the techniques after entering the innate realm."

"I didn't know that all the great demons actually came from the innate immortals."

Hearing this, Shi Gu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He felt a sense of powerlessness, as if a maggot had drilled into his body and was gnawing at it.

The great demon, every great demon, was once a person in the innate realm.

All the skills in this world are like a circle being drawn, but no one has ever drawn that circle.

Connected from head to tail, endless, like a snake with a scorpion tail, perfect. This is the realm that all warriors in the innate realm want to achieve, so those warriors in the innate realm will use their endless lives to deduce their own skills.

They wanted to complete that circle, but their ending was that their bodies turned into demons, their personalities changed drastically, they became great demons, and slaughtered the world.

Feng Xin looked sad. After a long silence, he spoke slowly.

"Seven hundred years ago, he ended his retreat, and demonic energy rose to the sky, turning everyone in the entire Penglai Immortal Mountain into zombies."

"Both our sect and the mortals living below the mountain have become zombies."

"His temperament has changed drastically. He is no longer the same person as before. He has become a complete demon."

"He said that as long as the whole world becomes frozen, no one will die anymore and everyone can live forever."

"I tried to stop him, but he left anyway. He went to a city and turned everyone there into zombies."

"There was a young monk in the Buddhist sect whose life was saved by him. He admired him very much and followed him all the time. His name was Foye."

"After he achieved great demon status, his Buddha karma also became innate."

"The Buddha who had achieved innate karma found all the gods and killed him together with all the gods. He also killed all the zombies in the city."

"Now, that city is called the Ancient City."

Hearing this, Shigu's pupils shrank slightly, and he thought of the Buddhist master who was guarding the ancient city.

For seven hundred years, Master Foye never left the ancient city. Shigu was curious about why he did so, but he refused to tell him.

It turns out that the master just couldn't let go.

Feng Xin glanced sideways into the distance, which was the direction of the ancient city. She smiled bitterly and said softly.

"That little monk admires him the most. He even has a father who is like a little monk, teaching him, protecting him, and allowing the little monk to reach the peak of the ninth-grade martial arts realm step by step."

"Killing him with my own hands must be a very painful thing for the little monk, especially watching what he did after he became a demon..."

"What expression should the little monk have?"

Shi Gu lowered his head slightly with a complicated expression, and asked Feng Xin softly.

"And then, what happened next?"

Feng Xin sat upright, smiled weakly, and spoke softly.

"After that..."

"After that, our Penglai Fairy Mountain became a mountain of corpses. In order to prevent the zombies from escaping, we sealed off the island and imprisoned ourselves here."

"You must also know, Zhutian, that the Great Demon cannot be killed. Over the long years, the Great Demon will gather its demonic energy again and be reborn from this world."

"We thought, if we risk our lives, maybe we can free him in the future."

"After becoming zombies, we have a lot of time, so we can try all kinds of things."

"For seven hundred years, we have been looking for a way to kill him once and for all. After all, we are the ones closest to him, so we have the qualifications to kill him."

"Even though it's painful, living a life worse than death, and we can only become a half-human, half-ghost monster, but until we see him freed from the great demon, we dare not die, and can only wait with our last breath."

"Wait for him to be resurrected, then die with him and enter reincarnation again."

Fengxin looked at Shigu seriously, but Shigu felt that she was looking at the person from seven hundred years ago.

“He’s really, really, really a nice guy.”

Shi Gu was speechless. The person Feng Xin was talking about was indeed more qualified to live than anyone else, but after becoming a great demon, he was no longer himself.

Feng Xin lowered his eyebrows, looked at his nails that were as long as claws, and spoke softly.

"Two hundred years ago, we finally found a way to kill him. In great joy, I sent Xiao Zuo off the island to look for clues to his resurrection."

"We thought this would be an extremely long process, perhaps taking hundreds of years."

"However, only three years later, Xiao Zuo returned to the island and brought good news."

Having said that, Feng Xin looked at Shi Gu deeply and spoke slowly.

"He said that an extraordinary person appeared in the martial arts world. He entered the Dao with murderous aura and even successfully entered the Xiantian realm."

"The evil energy of killing spirit is different from all other energy in this world. It can completely cut off the power of the great demon and truly destroy the great demon."

"Xiao Zuo also said that he saw with his own eyes that man kill the Great Lord Blood Demon, who was also known as the Thousand Autumn Demon. If it was that man, even if he was resurrected, he would be doomed to be killed and would never have a chance to be resurrected."

Shi Gu was stunned when he heard this, and was a little at a loss. What Feng Xin said was true. His skills were special and he was indeed a natural enemy of the great demon.

However, when he killed the Blood Demon that year, his skills had not yet reached full maturity, and he killed the Blood Demon when he had not yet fully recovered.

However, as he had not yet achieved full physical strength at that time, he was not sure whether he had actually killed the Blood Demon.

Feng Xin looked at the Taoist who was leading Shi Gu, his eyes gentle, and spoke slowly.

"For the next two hundred years, Xiao Zuo often left the island. He was the strongest among us. He could see the sunlight and control his desire to eat people."

"Every time he left the island, he would bring back news about you. We would listen to your story and witness how you gradually became the Heavenly Tribulation Killer that everyone feared."

"Xiao Zuo's daughter is called Zuo Qiu. She admires you very much. She has told us more than once that if she is to die in the future, she must fight you once and die in your hands."

"At least, dying at the hands of a person like you wouldn't be a waste of my life."

Shi Gu moved his fingers slightly, and suddenly he felt like something was blocking his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He remembered the woman in the red dress who had died in his hands.

Is that Zuo Qiu? But why didn't he talk to me more at that time?

Feng Xin smiled with satisfaction and said softly.

"Now, the child has finally gotten what she wanted. At least after seeing your murderous methods, she will definitely recognize you."

"I think she must have died peacefully and contentedly."