After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Black clouds rolled like ink, and white rain jumped on beads, splashing on the eaves.

Several people huddled under the eaves to shelter from the rain.

A young man in Jinpao looked up at the heavy black clouds, with a smile but not a smile, and said: "Looking at this posture, isn't there someone who can overcome the catastrophe?"

As soon as the voice fell, the thunder snake wandered in the clouds, and the electric light shone, reflecting everyone's faces blue and white.

After stiffening for a while, the seemingly older man in Qingpao sighed, "Don't say that, everyone knows that the tribulation of heaven is the punishment of heaven. It can overcome the tribulation, the scorched earth, where the thunder tribulation affects, No life can escape. If someone really crosses the calamity here, do we still have a way to survive?"

The teenager curled his lips, disdainfully, "Is it so mysterious?"

"Zhuzi is ignorant!" The man in Qingpao pointed to the dark shadow that was mostly covered by the dark clouds in the distance, "Do you know what that is?"

Everyone followed and looked over.

Splashing ink world, misty clouds.

The mountains hidden behind the clouds are plain white, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow, and the wind and frost are endless.

Staring for a long time, you can see the ghosts, and the sound of mourning and weeping sounded in the ears.

As a drop of cold water fell into the boiling oil, everyone was shocked and scrambled to discuss it.

"This, what the **** is this?"

"Just now I saw people, no, ghosts in there! They were crying!"

"Isn't it summer? Why is it still snowing there! Am I dazzled?"

The Qingpao man coughed a few times, with a slight complacency, and said slowly: "Four hundred years ago, the Gushan Xuanmen was also very prosperous. Within a thousand miles, no matter the family or the street commoner, you can enter. Xuanmen is proud to be a disciple of the outer sect. If the ancestors of Zeyou are lucky enough to enter the Six Peaks, that would be ascending to the sky in one step, and even the emperor of the secular world can ignore it."

"It's just a pity that Daxuanmen was guilty to the heavens and sent a punishment from heaven. None of the three thousand disciples survived, and they were trapped in this square inch of land. The pain of being ordered to perish day and night." He looked up. Looking at the lonely mountain covered by wind and snow, "And the lonely mountain, where life and death are blocked, is always covered with frost."

At this point, many people are puzzled, "Since it is the gate of cultivating immortals, the towering method of walking, and the blessing of heaven, how can you suddenly suffer this misfortune."

The man in Qingpao sighed again, "Because of one person."

He looked around and saw that everyone was confused, and when he cleared his throat and was about to speak, he suddenly stopped.

The Jinyi boy quit, "Hey! Don't lose your appetite!"

The man in Qingpao ignored him and stared at the corner.

The woman is looking up, standing under the eaves listening to the rain.

Her surroundings were empty, with nothing but mist and wind and rain.

She stood among the world, as if she was beyond the mundane world.

"Girl, do you know why?" The Qingpao man bowed his hand and asked respectfully.

The woman tilted her head and looked over here.

Everyone couldn't help taking a breath.

Her face was mottled, as if it had been bitten by something, covered with blood-red scars, and nothing was intact.

Only the eyes like double autumn water, glanced lightly through the mist of water vapor, and it was like a hot star, scorching people's hearts unconsciously.

The woman's pale paper lips moved slightly.

Her voice was rough and weird, and her words were illegible, just like when a babbled child opened her mouth for the first time.

Everyone was stunned before distinguishing the two words as "Peiyu".

Then there was a long silence.

No one dared to discuss the blood demon with jade.

The man in Qingpao revealed his identity at this moment, “I’m telling you everyone, I was a disciple of the Outer Sect of Gushan, and I went home to visit relatives on the day of the punishment, so I could escape this calamity. For hundreds of years, every day, I will always come back for condolences."

He looked at the wailing ghost from a distance, and raised his hand to wipe the water from the corner of his eye. "I don't know when the brothers and sisters will be able to escape from this misery and enter the cycle again."

The boy frowned, "Then...Blood Demon, what does it have to do with Gushan? Why is the punishment related to her?"

The Qingpao man was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Four hundred years ago, the Blood Demon Peiyu was a disciple on the Shouxian Peak of the Gushan Mountain. It was my senior sister."

Everyone sighed, who would have thought that the blood demon of the Heavenly Dao Sect who killed people without blinking, was actually a disciple of the Immortal Sect?

"Senior Sister Peiyu has a peerless appearance and unparalleled qualifications. She has built her foundation for ten years and has a hundred years of pill formation. She is more compassionate and treats us outside disciples with gentleness. At that time, we called her "Fairy outside the cloud", and Bai Yu was flawless. , Beyond the clouds, everyone in the world praises it."

Some people didn't believe it, and retorted: "Then how can she become a blood demon?"

The man in Qingpao said melancholy: "In my year, the senior sister saved a woman in the land of every demonic."

"The land of every devil? The cultivator Yuan Ying has been in for a life of nine deaths. How capable is your senior sister and can save people in it?"

The man in Qingpao smiled, his eyes were half reminiscence, half sorrow, "Of course not ordinary monks, but she is a jade."

Everyone was silent again.

Judging yin and yang with only one hand, a stroke of life and death, if that person is not against the heavens and become a devil, he will definitely be a stunning talent in the realm of cultivation.

The predecessors couldn't do it, but if she is Peiyu, it seems to become a matter of course.

The man in Qingpao looked up at the miserable wind and rain in the sky, and sighed: "That woman is outstanding, and the senior sister met her very happily and regarded her as irresistible. Later, the woman was seriously injured and needs nothing to save her life."

"Mythical beasts have no glory?!"

The man in Qingpao nodded, "The beast Wuhua, who is instructed by the sky, is connected to the luck of Gushan... The woman tricked the senior sister into stealing Wuhua, using their hands to design it to cramp and peel it."

Everyone took a breath.

Born in the sky, the Wuhua divine beast, which was bred for thousands of years, died so miserably.

"The beast died with hatred, and Gushan was guilty of heaven. 3,674 disciples were innocent and dragged down. Their deaths are hard to equal the anger of the sky, and their souls are not reincarnated."

Hearing this, some people were indignant, "Who is that wicked woman! It is so vicious!"

The Qingpao man looked around, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "If you say she, you are all very familiar. That woman got the inner pill of the beast, cultivated for a thousand miles, and a hundred years later, she became the first person in the immortal world, established a sect, and named Tiandao."

The crowd was full of noise.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Sui Han Xianzun is the most glamorous Jiyue, how could it be possible to do such a thing?"

Someone said: "I think you are clearly a gorefiend, you are talking about such a strange thing! I want to disturb people's hearts!"

The man in Qingpao just smiled melancholy.

"Four hundred years have passed, black and white are reversed, good and evil are reversed, and even the sky is blinded... But there are always people who will never forget."

"If what you said is true, isn't the blood demon very innocent?" Jin Yi boy frowned and asked.

The woman suddenly walked into the wind and rain, the black robe agitated, the stars and temples wetted by the rain, quietly hung down on the side of her face.

"She has no eyes and can't know people clearly, so that she pays for her evil consequences, harms others and herself, and is not innocent."

Everyone saw her standing alone, her body and shadow hung with each other, and her voice was sad and hopeless, like a Changhong weeping blood, and their hearts were shocked. When the lingering figure died in the rain, they woke up.

"Who is this person?"

Qingpao's expression is solemn, "No one knows the old things about Gushan. If anyone else is so familiar, then probably only..."

He leaned down and made a long stroke in the direction where the woman was leaving.

Peiyu walked slowly up the snow-covered stone steps.

Just like when she first entered the Xuanmen.

On the Thousand Sections of Heaven, there are many bones.

At the time of the punishment, he was starting to practice.

The children who are full of hope for the future climbed up step by step, looking at the end immediately, when suddenly the black cloud topped and the thunder shook.

To the last moment of their lives, these young children still struggled to escape from this tomb.

They want to live.

After Peiyu's walk, Bai Bone trembles with snow on his body, and stands up swayingly, following her in silence.

After the ranks, it is the Daotai.

The jade platform was slumped, and the old banners were dyed blood red, some were still blowing in the wind, and some were rotten in the soil.

At the four corners of the high platform, the four white bones were sitting cross-legged, the robe on his body was not rotted, and there was a little blood on his front.

Seeing her coming, the bones also swayed and stood upright, following the queue.

Peiyu walked up to the questioning platform and placed his hand on the questioning stone that was still shining white.

Everything in front of me suddenly became gray, and then the clouds opened and rained, and it suddenly became clear.

On the lonely mountain, the green hills and green trees are very beautiful.

A group of high-spirited teenagers flew over here with clouds.

"Peiyu Peiyu, what are you still doing here? The morning meeting is about to come, come here!"

They smiled among the clouds and waved to her.

Peiyu raised his head, and thousands of sword lights rose from the peaks, passing through the air like a massive meteor shower.

The young people above the flying sword, with the shining light above their heads and the sea of ​​clouds with their feet, smiled wantonly and brilliantly.

Peiyu retracted his hand.

Zhanmu is full of miserable wind and snow all over the world, urging to break the heart.

Prosperous and magnificent, all eyes are empty, for four hundred years, it has become a dream.

She looked back at the long line of white bones behind her. In the old days, the young boy was full of clouds, full of spirits, and dared to try to compare with the heavens; but now, there are thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and snow, and the desolate soul is heavy, and only the shadows are lingering.

"Do you hate me?"

The low voice immediately disappeared in the whimpering wind.

The bones opened their black eyes and looked at her quietly.

Damn it, Peiyu thought.

I hate her for having eyes and no pearls, and having a bad heart, and hurting the lives of three thousand Gushan disciples.

She was pushed down from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave by her ‘best friend’ at the time of the tribulation of Gushan.

"You owe me this," Sui Han's eyes were full of disgust. "Can you pay me back for the lives of my parents and relatives? Can you? You owe me!"

At the bottom of Ten Thousand Demon Cave, Ten Thousand Demon devours the heart, there is death but no life.

Four hundred years later, he became the master of the Heavenly Dao Sect and the first person in the immortal world. However, the unjust soul of Gushan still suffers from the punishment of heaven day and night, and will never be released.

Until the night of wind and rain, someone crawled out of the devil's cave, brought tens of thousands of demon soldiers, against the laws of the heavens, and washed the heavens with blood.

The ice muscle and bones are no longer, and the face is hideous like a ghost.

The fairy outside the cloud is dead, and the blood demon is born with hatred.

Peiyu walked up to Shouxian Peak, followed by a long string of dead souls.

The sky was thundering, the dark clouds were overwhelming, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier.

Four hundred years ago, Shouxian Peak was Changchun during the four seasons, and it was a verdant green, among the rustling flowers and leaves, Yingyingyanyan tweeting.

Peak owner Huaibo doesn't like to practice hard, doesn't like wind and snow, but is fascinated by the fragrance of birds, flowers, wine and delicacies, not like a sword repairer.

Peiyu looked at the thick layer of frost above the green leaves, thinking, Master will be unhappy to see Shouxian Peak become like this.

Her footsteps paused, and she continued to walk forward unhurriedly.

Master will not be angry... Master, I love her most.

It was just a drop of red water running down the corner of the eye, and it immediately condensed into ice when it fell on the ground.

At the top of the peak, the wind and snow roared, hunting in black.

Peiyu swipes casually.

A long river fell from nine days, and slowly flowed past her eyes.

The thunder sounded louder, and it seemed that the sky was roaring unwillingly.

"I was the one who attracted Huang Quan, so what can you do to me?" Pei Yu turned around and made a way out.

The bones behind him slowly walked into the yellow spring following her guidance.

"Do you hate me?" she asked again.

Naturally, the bones will not answer.

Peiyu's expression turned, and a scarlet light flashed in her eyes, "They naturally hate you." She licked the corners of her lips and replied.

"What right do you have to ask for forgiveness for a person like you?"

She covered her head, "I don't know, I really don't know... I didn't mean it."

"It's ridiculous, can you push all the responsibility away without purpose? They all died for you, they died for you!"

The wind and snow became more intense, and the ghosts seemed to be infected with her emotions, and they all mourned and wept.

Peiyu knelt on the ground, supporting the ground with her hands, "Stop talking, please, stop talking!"

Suddenly, the wind stopped abruptly and everything fell silent.

Pei Yu looked up foolishly.

The woman in front of her smiled gently and harmlessly, her hands folded in her sleeves, her eyebrows were like curved feathers, and her voice was like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

"When I see a gentleman, don't Hu Peiyu?"

The scene in front of me has become more than four hundred years ago.

In the spring rain, a woman with a green feather and green shirt has a long body and a jade standing, half leaning under the flower tree, with a branch of rusty spring flower folded in her hand.

"Long smiles are wide, and the fairy wind blows the jade." The woman stared at the flower branch in her hand and sighed: "Peiyu..."

"Master, Master..." she called tremblingly.

The spring rain became ice, the spring flowers withered, and the woman became an ignorant bone, standing in front of her blankly.

Master has been dead for four hundred years.

Peiyu turned her head and watched Bai Gu stepping into the yellow spring idiotically, "Master, after you enter the cycle of reincarnation, remember to vote for a good person...Don't cultivate immortality anymore."

"If there is an afterlife, I will protect you and protect you for the rest of your life."

After the last injustice was over, Huangquan flowed into the underworld again.

In the independent wind and snow of Peiyu, he removed all the devilish energy from his body, and covered all his cultivation base on the ground with a radius of a hundred miles.

When the thunder roar came, Peiyu closed his eyes.

After the ninety-nine sky thunders passed, the clouds and the rain were swayed, and Caitoru Ou Ming, everything was fine.

The great power crosses the calamity, hundreds of miles of scorched earth; the great devil crosses the calamity, without hurting a tree.

The wind and snow that had been raging in the lone mountain for four hundred years finally stopped. A kingfisher flew tired and stopped on the snow-covered branch, tweeting a few times.

As if going back to four hundred years ago, after the first wind and snow, the young girls shook their heads and read in the bookstore—

How erratic is the world on earth?

If you see fire from a rock, you can watch the electricity through the gap.

The firefly extinguishes when it sees the morning, and it disappears when it sees the sun...

Leave nothing.