Chapter 110: to meet
Nether flowers bloomed above the ruins, and Canglan Broken Sword trembled and screamed.
Everyone outside the barrier looked inside.
His eyes were full of fear and resentment.
【Why did he do such a thing? Why be so selfish and cruel? 】
[It turns out that the Buddha is ambitious and harbors evil intentions, and it turns out that those kindnesses and mercies are all disguises. 】
[Yes, how can there be such a selfless person in the world who pays for others? I think his previous image is too fake, and it really is. 】
【Wuxuan...should he go to hell? 】
The people of the Twelve Sects hated him, the parasites of the Nether Flower hated him, and the parasitic souls in the Canglan Broken Sword lost their minds and were chaotic and miserable, and they also hated him.
The noisy voice floated along the wind, and every word fell on my ears.
The Buddha in red is sitting on the ridge of the roof, sometimes confused and sometimes sad.
Yun Ranran sat down next to him, only then did she realize that his breath was extremely weak, she went to hold his hand, but he didn't break away.
His hands were extremely cold, thin and fragile, as if they would collapse if touched lightly.
She frowned.
Wuxuan said: "My reborn offspring are all dead, I can't support the remnant soul, and I can't fight against this chaos."
He lowered his eyes: "My life is like a joke, harming others and myself, I don't know it at all, and I'm delusional..."
He raised his face and looked at her, his eyes filled with sadness.
Still delusional... to spend the rest of my life with you...
He closed his eyes, and the courtyard with peach blossom trees came into view.
The petals fell all over the ground, and she stood pretty in front of the window.
【Wuxuan, I made this for you with my own hands. 】
Why should he...he should go to hell...
When his thoughts were in confusion, his arms suddenly softened, and the girl bumped in, and she hugged his waist tightly.
He stared at the top of her head in astonishment, momentarily at a loss.
The girl buried her face in his chest, choked up and said, "Stop talking nonsense."
"Wuxuan, even if the cultivation world is really destroyed, it's not your fault."
"If anyone in this world really deserves to go to hell, it's definitely not you."
"You are not a sinner."
"Wuxuan, you are the best person I have ever met."
His vision blurred suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and hugged her backhandedly.
Yes, this is the girl he likes, how could she disappoint.
For that trust, she could bear everything, even losing her life.
She is always warm and always lovely.
His tears fell into her black hair.
"slowly…"
The girl let out a muffled "hmm".
"If there is an afterlife, why don't you run away?"
Yun Ranran's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt a lightness in her arms. When she looked down, there was nothing between her arms, and when she looked up again, Wuxuan had already stood up.
She reached out to grab him, but her fingers suddenly penetrated his body.
It was the same as when Wuxuan's obsession dissipated.
Her tears rolled down in an instant, and she said loudly: "Wuxuan, what are you going to do?"
Wuxuan stood on the ridge of the roof, his body was thin and precarious.
"I used to naively think that I didn't have to choose, I thought I could take care of everyone."
"But in the end, I failed everyone in the world, and no one can save me."
"Now I only have a remnant soul and obsession with demons, I can only do my best."
"Ran Ran, I will entrust Chengyin and the others to you, don't let them fall into the hands of the Twelve Sects."
"As for the mature Nether Flowers and Canglan Broken Sword that are full of the city, they must not fall into the Cultivation Continent."
"I can only do my best to take them away. They may not be able to leave the nightmare for the rest of their lives, but I have no other way."
"This is my sin, and I will pay for it with all I have."
"But even so, I still owe them a lot. I promised them to save them, but in the end I had to bury them with my own hands."
He stopped, too sad to speak.
"Ran Ran, I shouldn't exist."
Yun Ranran just wanted to persuade him, but found that Wuxuan's state was very wrong. The red monk's robe on his body became more colorful, and complicated magic patterns slowly climbed up around his neck, like black chains.
Is he about to fall into a ghost?
Yun Ranran looked at him in horror, Wuxuan fell into a ghost, and the cultivation world was really devastated, then her Wuxuan was truly destroyed.
She wanted to stop him anxiously, but as soon as her fingers touched him, they would pass through his body. She desperately called his name, but he couldn't hear him at all.
There are more and more magic lines on his body, and his eyes are getting more and more crazy.
Yun Ranran rushed in front of him anxiously, knowing that it was useless, she stopped in front of him, crying, "Wuxuan, wake up, didn't you sign a contract with me? Shouldn't you listen to me?"
But the Buddha in red couldn't hear anything.
He covered his eyes, and scarlet blood began to flow out of the red monk robe.
He is a fallen monster, the embodiment of sin, a sinner who should not exist.
He shouldn't be alive.
The magic pattern finally covered his whole body, he slowly stood up straight, his eyes were full of madness and hostility.
Yun Ranran cried, "Wuxuan, wake up."
The Buddha who lost his mind was standing in front of her, and at this moment he bent down to her.
She frowned, knowing that she should run away, and she would die, but she just didn't want to move, even if she died by his hands.
She froze in fear, but to her surprise, he did not hurt her, but slowly leaned over and kissed her lightly.
Too bad he couldn't touch her.
That kiss was also unreal.
A huge full moon blooms behind them.
The red-clothed Buddha kissed her lightly under the moonlight.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
Then he passed through her body and disappeared before her eyes.
Yun Ranran quickly wiped away her tears, turned around to look for Wuxuan, and the redness appeared among hundreds of Canglan Broken Swords in the blink of an eye.
What is he going to do? Is he still sane?
Yun Ranran didn't care about thinking, and immediately rushed to Wuxuan, but when she moved, she bumped into a thin barrier, and he trapped her in place.
Canglan Duanjian's murderous intent was in full swing, and he couldn't calm down without drinking blood. Could it be that he wanted to feed Duanjian with his remnant soul?
She thought of Wu Nian's appearance of feeding all ghosts with her body, and the burial he said just now, and instantly understood what he meant.
He wants to completely seal these Nether Flowers and Canglan Broken Sword, but he also wants to leave them hope, so he feeds them with his remnant souls, and they will become stronger and stronger during the sleeping days, and maybe one day, they will be able to regain their sanity and get out of trouble out.
But…
If that's the case, he'll be out of his wits.
Then there is really no more Wuxuan in this world.
She slammed into the barrier in a panic, but the barrier was stronger than the outer layer, and it couldn't be shaken at all.
Everyone in the Twelve Sects also saw Wuxuan appearing around Broken Sword, and panicked.
Gui Wu frowned deeply, and said in horror: "Wuxuan has fallen into a ghost, he wants to absorb the spiritual power of Canglan Broken Sword, stop him quickly."
Luo Yu said: "Things have come to this, he still doesn't give up, and wants to kill us."
Shi Ling said angrily, "We must stop him."
Everyone immediately accelerated the rhythm of attacking the barrier, and soon, the barrier made a cracking sound and completely collapsed, and everyone rushed into the ruins immediately.
Wuxuan stood not far away, facing the Broken Sword, his body was already covered with magic lines, his eyes were sometimes chaotic and sometimes clear.
Broken Sword was trembling with excitement, his mad murderous intent could hardly be restrained.
Hundreds of broken swords were pointing at him. If it wasn't for the magic lines on his body, they would have rushed to tear him apart by now.
Wuxuan squeezed the Bodhi beads in his palm, and with his fingertips, the Bodhi beads turned into powder one by one. He looked at the broken sword calmly, and slowly recited the clear mantra from his mouth.
【Take my soul as a guide...】
【I will never enter reincarnation...】
Yun Ranran crazily crashed into the barrier, desperately calling Wuxuan's name, but the man didn't hesitate at all, and continued to chant the mantra steadily.
He couldn't hesitate, he had to do it all while he was still sane.
Under Yun Ranran's repeated impacts on the barrier, under the attacks of countless spirit swords from the twelve sects, and under the gaze of Canglan Duanjian.
The spell finally fell to the last word.
All of a sudden, everyone's heart trembled, as if something came silently.
The air became stiff, and even breathing became difficult.
The red-clothed Buddha stood among the ruins, the wind blowing from nowhere lifted the powder in his palm, his eyes were as moist as before.
"Come."
Following the sound of "come", Broken Sword let out a shriek that pierced the sky, scarlet blood overflowed from the sword, and rushed towards Wuxuan swiftly.
At the same moment, the spirit swords of the Twelve Sects also arrived behind him.
No matter how you look at it, it is the end of a thousand swords piercing through the body.
Yun Ranran burst into tears, her screams drowned in the sound of sharp swords piercing through the air.
At this moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure descended overwhelmingly, submerging everything in it.
The world instantly became quiet.
Everyone lost their five senses at this moment, their eyes were filled with confusion, and they couldn't even move their bodies. The awe and fear deep in their souls made people tremble uncontrollably.
what happened? what happened?
At this moment, the clear sound of the shaking jade plaque rang in everyone's ears.
Ling... Ling...
One sound resounded in everyone's heart.
Everyone looked up in a daze, and saw a bright sword light, like a full moon breaking through the fog, like a long wind sweeping through the sky, and it slashed in front of Wuxuan with an irresistible posture.
The power is so strong that it cannot be seen with the eyes, and suddenly the wind blows up and sweeps everything.
Thousands of spirit swords suddenly shattered, and Canglan Duanjian was also involved. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.
just one hit...
When the spiritual pressure gradually eased, everyone saw the young God of War in mid-air.
He stood awe-inspiring in the air, with a jade tablet hanging from his waist, and the jade tablet swayed in the wind, making a lingling sound.
Two words in the letter.
[Tianyan. 】
It is the strongest sword fairy...
Everyone was speechless in horror.
Wuxuan lowered his eyes and looked at the huge deep pit in front of him, the sword cut just now fell at his feet, stopping all the broken swords and spirit swords attacking him.
In this world, there is only one person who can do it...
But appearing like this is not a small burden on him.
He doesn't deserve what he does...
He looked up at the man in the air, and he lowered his eyes, meeting his eyes.
The man smiled.
"Wouldn't it be better to leave the matter of the broken sword to the strongest sword fairy?"
He was so emotionally complex that he couldn't speak.
The man had clear eyes and said in a warm voice.
"Isn't everything settled?"
"If we meet again, we must live well."
He was startled, and his eyes suddenly turned red.