Chapter 663: Past Events in Feitian Gate (Two in One)

Chapter 663: Past Events in Feitian Gate (Two in One)

Ye Yang's eyes were like sharp swords, piercing Zhao Wuji's heart.

The air in the back mountain was filled with an air of oppressive tension.

It was so quiet that only the wind rustling through the leaves could be heard.

There was a "pop" sound!

Zhao Wuji was slapped to the ground by Ye Yang, and a bright red palm print immediately appeared on his face.

He looked at Ye Yang in horror, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Good means."

Ye Yang looked at Zhao Wuji coldly, his voice low and cold.

"As expected of the Minister of War, he is a good manipulator. Yan Qingying was seriously injured, and it was you who caused it."

Zhao Wuji trembled his lips, trying to defend himself.

"Ancestor... Ancestor, you misunderstood. It's not me. I... I can testify."

He took a step forward and approached Zhao Wuji with an imposing momentum.

"Some people in the world are cunning, some are dissolute, some are good at pretending, some are honest and sincere, and some people, although they are highly cultivated, have not been polished by the world of mortals, but they always have average minds..."

Zhao Wuji felt the powerful pressure emanating from Ye Yang, and his heart became more and more frightened.

He had seen the terror of this ancestor with his own eyes. With a wave of his hand, there were terrifying swords everywhere in the world, like the sky hanging upside down.

The Yulong Sect was one of the most powerful sects among the states in the southeast of the Universiade Dynasty, but the other party easily destroyed the mountain gate.

And the powerful real person was chopped and killed at will like melons and vegetables in the hands of the opponent.

He knew that he had no power to fight back in front of Ye Yang.

He had to lower his head.

"Ancestor, I admit that I am a little selfish. I know that she is a fairy and I am a mortal ant. I don't want her to leave me."

Ye Yang smiled coldly.

"These are not the reasons why you didn't report her injuries and didn't tell the sect until the end."

After hearing this, Ye Yang frowned and became even more angry.

Zhao Wuji looked complicated.

"Senior, things are not as simple as you think. It is undeniable that I was wrong, but I also have my own reasons."

Ye Yang's tone was full of disdain.

"The reason? What you call the difficulty is to take advantage of innocent people?"

The atmosphere became more solemn.

After a long time, Ye Yang calmed down his aura.

Zhao Wuji was already sweating profusely from the pressure, and his legs were shaking like chaff.

After Ye Yang calmed down his momentum, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Yan Qingying was cultivated by the sect after spending countless efforts."

"If anything happens to her, you will die no matter what."

After Ye Yang finished speaking, he left the back mountain, leaving only Zhao Wuji standing on the back mountain of Feitianmen, facing the cold wind, silent for a long time.

Ye Yang's steps were slow and heavy.

The cold wind blew against his cheek, but it could not dispel the doubts in his heart.

He chewed over and over again the word "love calamity" mentioned by Tianyan Di Qiuyi student when he came here last time.

An inexplicable emotion welled up in my heart.

I don’t know if it’s confusion, vigilance, or some kind of indescribable premonition.

Can't even tell.

The word love can be as gentle as water or as strong as fire.

Sometimes it is complicated and changeable, and sometimes it is full of fetters, making people fall into endless troubles.

Although he met several women along the way, he never took the word love too seriously in his heart.

What he has always been pursuing is the avenue of the blue sky, which is evergreen, which is to sit and watch the ebb and flow of the human world, to be the immortal 'immortal in the world'.

Those women are more of a companion, or a need.

Even the birth of his son Ye Fan was often accompanied by an indescribable passivity and calmness.

Therefore, he cannot understand it.

However, he deeply knows the power of love.

I don't know how many years ago, a princess of the ancient White Snake Demon Tribe was a noble nobleman of Tianhuang, with an indescribable bloodline, but she encountered a love disaster.

I met a man by the lake, and fell in love with him forever. He even removed his immortal bones, destroyed his cultivation, became a mortal and fell deeply in love with him, and even gave birth to a child.

He was pressed into the Zhenshan Golden Pagoda and would never be reincarnated.

There are rumors in the world that Ananda, a disciple of the Buddha, met a woman before becoming a monk and fell in love with her from then on.

For this reason, he abandoned the Buddha's golden body and claimed that he was willing to transform into a stone bridge and endure five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sun, and five hundred years of rain, just for the girl to walk across the bridge.

The word love is too torturous.

It is not simply love or hate, but something inexplicable.

Ye Yang knew how powerful the mortal world was, and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance with a myriad of thoughts.

"If love disaster is the only way, then you have to face it. I think once the difficulties and obstacles are over, one day it will become a smooth road."

Thinking of this, he arrived at Yan Qingying's ward.

Ye Yang looked at Yan Qingying in front of the hospital bed with mixed feelings in his heart.

At this moment, she has indeed reached her worst moment.

The blood of poisonous beasts is no small matter. It is originally a mixture of various strange poisons from Northern Xinjiang, Southern Wilderness, Western Region and so on.

The Three Kings Dou Tian Seal that Yan Qingying practiced was also extraordinary, it was a first-class killing technique.

The three beast-shaped creatures, the male Suanni, the male white tiger, and the male wolf, intersected with the poisonous blood, making the power of the poisonous beast's blood even more powerful.

It can drive mana into Yan Qingying's body and crush the poisonous beast's evil blood.

However, Yan Qingying's physical body at the warrior level could not withstand the impact of the magic power at the golden elixir level.

She would soon become a useless person.

She might even turn into ashes!

Ye Yang brought Yan Qingying to the back mountain of Feitianmen.

Under the mountain range at the back mountain, there was a rich underground space, where not only the eighteenth generation seeds of the Nine-leaf Heavenly Fragrance Fruit and the Red Flame Flying Crow Gourd were planted.

Moreover, the rich spiritual spring in the space could strengthen the body and remove toxins.

Putting Yan Qingying in the spiritual spring, Ye Yang waved his hand slightly, and a huge spiritual river appeared behind him.

The Three Treasures Spiritual River roared out, and soon filled the entire space.

Then, Ye Yang took out another spiritual herb.

This was the White Bone Blood Grass, which was obtained in the medicinal field of the earth vein dragon energy this time, and had a strong ability to purify blood.

He threw out the White Bone Blood Grass and several other auxiliary medicinal materials, and soon, in the roar of the Three Treasures Spiritual River, they were boiled into a red tonic.

After feeding the pill to Yan Qingying, the paleness on her face finally turned red, and she woke up slowly.

"Brother, I feel bad for the cultivation of the sect and for your instructions. I didn't complete this mission."

Yan Qingying was interrupted by Ye Yang before she finished her words.

Ye Yang shook his head and gently stroked her hair.

"Junior sister, it's time to talk about these things."

Yan Qingying sighed.

Ye Yang looked at her and said.

"Are you really moved by that mortal?"

Yan Qingying raised her head slightly. Under the moonlight, her eyes flashed with complex light, as if she was weighing something.

After a long time, she opened her red lips slightly, her voice was low and firm.

"Brother, I... I don't know if it was a heartbeat. I just felt an indescribable peace in my heart when I was with him."

"People who practice cultivation should cut off their seven emotions and six desires, but I found that I couldn't do it."

"Mortals have a short life span, but we have a long life. I know that this relationship is both a luxury and a bondage for me."

"But it is true that the time I spent with him made me feel very happy and happy."

Speaking of this, Yan Qingying's eyes became a little blurred, as if she was recalling every bit of her time with that mortal.

"It made me feel another kind of warmth beyond life, which cannot be brought by practice. Although I know it can't last long, I still can't help wanting to get close."

Ye Yang listened quietly without interrupting her. He knew that at this moment, Yan Qingying needed a listener.

After she finished speaking, Ye Yang slowly spoke.

"Love is hard to describe. Junior sister, you don't need to blame yourself too much. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, even practitioners are no exception."

"It's just that you are a little too deep now."

"Our generation of cultivators should put climbing the immortal road first, and should not indulge in love."

Yan Qingying was stunned for a moment, and Ye Yang pointed out with a finger, using a special method to dredge Yan Qingying's meridians to reduce the negative effects of the toxin.

After Ye Yang's treatment, Yan Qingying's injuries finally got better, and her complexion recovered a little.

But Ye Yang knew that this was still a temporary solution.

If you want to cure it completely, you need something else.

And it's not difficult to get this thing.

It's just that it may cause lifelong regrets.

It also tests his conscience.

People who love each other in the world often can't be together, but those who don't love each other often have to go hand in hand because of fate.

Maybe it's a trick of fate, or maybe it's the arrangement of God.

Three days later.

It's also in the quiet room under the back mountain.

Yan Qingying recovered a lot from her injuries after recuperation a few days ago.

But the power of the poisonous beast blood has become stronger and stronger in the past few days.

The power of the white bone blood grass has made it difficult to suppress the poisonous beast blood.

She looked dazed, and a layer of black and white tiger hair appeared on her skin, covered with blood beads.

This is the characteristic formed on her body surface after the White Tiger Fighting Sun Art and the poisonous beast blood mixed.

Ye Yang knew that she was already in a state of terminal illness.

If she was not saved, there would be no hope.

Ye Yang shook his head and retreated.

The tenth day.

Ye Yang came to the quiet room again.

He took out a pill in front of Yan Qingying.

This pill was quite strange, with a blood-red luster, like a human heart, and like a pill.

"Two"

Inside was a pool of blood, like a flowing source of life, which was both shocking and mysterious.

Seeing that she was silent, Ye Yang explained softly.

"Take it."

"Brother, this is..."

Ye Yang said.

"Sister, this pill is made by my unique secret technique, combined with strange things, it is incomparable to ordinary pills."

He paused and continued.

"Now, it may be your only hope to get rid of the poisonous beast's blood."

Yan Qingying stared at the pill in her hand, thinking a lot.

At this moment, she felt the special power contained in this pill.

For some reason, a palpitation came spontaneously.

"Don't be stunned, take it quickly."

She took a deep breath and looked up at Ye Yang.

"Thank you, brother."

After saying that.

Yan Qingying slowly put the pill into her mouth and closed her eyes.

As the pill was swallowed.

A powerful energy surged in Yan Qingying's body.

She could feel the power.

He was fighting fiercely against the poisonous blood in his body.

A faint light filled the outside of the body.

The power of the poisonous beast in the body gradually disappeared, the tiger hair faded away, and was replaced by an indescribable sense of relaxation.

"This thing seems... seems a bit familiar."

Slowly, she finally knew what this thing was.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that there was no one in the space.

The senior brother is no longer here, and there is only a letter in front of him.

It was left behind by Zhao Wuji.

She opened the letter and after reading it, she didn't speak for a long time.

Walking up the mountain alone, looking at the bright moonlight, tears fell silently.

I'm still thinking about the contents of that letter.

"Qingying, when you read this letter, I will no longer be alive, but don't worry..."

"Forcibly prolonging one's life with strange things, cutting out the heart and liver of a loved one and making pills, and forcibly prolonging the life of another person at the cost of life. This is evil, but it is the right way to save people. I am not No regrets.”

"I exchanged my life span of several decades for your journey of thousands of years. I am very satisfied and happy. Don't come looking for my body, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

After reading the last word, there is a picture of two people embracing.

It was that day when the blood of a poisonous beast entered her body.

The two of them were hiding inside the cliff.

That him!

The pure intention of picking up a shell and placing it in her palm.

It was she who, when being chased by the enemy and seriously injured, Zhao Wuji held her in his arms and tried his best to keep her warm.

It's him.

After knowing her identity, he abandoned his own life, cut out his heart and liver, and still refused to leave her, vowing to spend this life with her.

She originally thought that her heart had become calm since she began to practice, but she sank in the tenderness again and again.

However, fate always seems to play tricks on people.

Just when the two thought they could go through the ups and downs hand in hand.

Sudden changes can always put lovers into unprecedented crisis.

Tears fell silently, and Yan Qingying's heart was filled with conflicting emotions.

On the one hand, there is the grief of losing a loved one, and on the other hand, there is the fear of the unknown.

"Now that you are gone, I will follow in your footsteps."

"Wuji, your mortal body is as extraordinary as that of a cultivator. I don't want to owe you anything."

After she finished speaking, she took out a sword.

I want to kill myself,

Just when Yan Qingying was about to make her move, an arm grabbed her wrist tightly.

The sword couldn't cut it down no matter what.

Looking back, I realized it was my senior brother.

"The sect has trained you for many years, and now you are so willing to seek death so easily?"

"His passing is a loss for all of us, but you can't follow him in this way."

Ye Yang's voice was gentle but firm.

"The reason why he gave his life was because what he wanted to see most during his lifetime was that you could live strong."

Yan Qingying's tears welled up again, but her sword slowly dropped.

"It's always easy to die, but harder to live."

Ye Yang's voice was low and full of power, and every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting Yan Qingying's heart.

She put down her sword and let the tears fall.

"I know……"

Her voice was trembling, but her eyes were glassy.

"I want to live strong for Wuji, for the sect, and for myself."

"Chier, why don't you wake up quickly?"

When Yan Qingying heard this sentence.

As if being struck by lightning, an unprecedented understanding emerged in my heart.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Feeling the flowing breath around her, it was as if the whole world was standing still for her.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Senior brother, I thought I was having a dream, but after I woke up from the dream, I realized that it was reality."

The waves are ruthless to the west and east, and the road is rolling down smoke and dust. Are the waves ruthless or the road is too ruthless?

She didn't know and didn't want to ask.

The body is tired and suffering, the mind is tired and suffering, and there is nowhere to be free.

Only by abandoning the world and forgetting thoughts can we see the green mountains with broad eyes.

But love is a prison, kindness is a prison, and the trapped heart is always there.

Only when you look at the green mountains can you become the world of mortals.

At this moment, Yan Qingying suddenly felt enlightened.

I just feel the mana rolling through my body, never stopping.

It was as if she was being pulled by an invisible force, constantly flowing and converging, eventually forming an unprecedented mana vortex in her Dantian.

This change shocked Yan Qingying, and was also full of surprises.

She closed her eyes and tried to feel the source of that power.

As her breathing gradually stabilized, Yan Qingying found that her state of mind seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

Feeling the surging power in her body, Yan Qingying slowly stood up and faced the rolling mountains in the distance.

"Junior sister, if you don't become enlightened today, how long will it take?"

Ye Yang stood aside and said with a smile.

Yan Qingying turned her head.

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