Run the way

The gray mist slowly diffused between the sky and the earth, rendering this place into a gray-white chaos.The young man was confused, his consciousness was muddled, and he walked slowly in this chaotic world.

Suddenly, countless blood-colored light spots, shining with a faint brilliance, flew in the mist.The young man was still walking, but his eyes gradually had a gleam of brilliance, like a weak flower, slowly blooming in the morning light of life.

There was a red shadow reflected in those double black pupils.

The sound of gurgling water resounded in the young man's ears.The sound of the water flow is sometimes exciting, sometimes quiet and gentle. To the young man's ears, it is like a plain movement, with a strange magic power, guiding the lost pedestrians to return.

As the boy got closer, the red shadow in his double pupils also changed from blurry to clear.On the unfamiliar big bluestone, the familiar red dress was stunning, with her back to him, dipping her jade-like feet in the clear river water.

In the boy's double pupils, the last trace of bewilderment finally shattered, and along with the clear morning wind, disappeared into the blurred white light beams.

The sound of water murmurs, the boy stands still, and the girl looks back.A gentle breeze blew through the blue silk and white hair.With just one look, countless red flowers bloom instantly on the riverside in the gray mist, bright red, astonishingly red, like fresh blood.

"You still owe me a wedding ceremony, to live on..." The woman's weeping and whispering voice, like spring rain falling into the barren field, hit the boy's heart.

"Kill...the sky won't allow me, if I break out of the shackles of the heavenly way, no one can stop me..." The young man roared, but saw a dazzling white light flash away, and everything was blurred .

Scenes of bloody scenes from the past years appeared in front of his eyes, and his heart was full of sadness, which was his lingering regret, lingering in his heart forever, like a nightmare.

"Wow..."

White mist floats in the cool air.A boy with long white hair, scarlet eyes, and wearing a white shirt stood proudly in the muddy pool.

A strong killing intent rose from his heart, like a peerless and terrifying beast, unable to surrender, unable to stagnate, wantonly swaying its violent will.

"Wake up." A soft voice resounded like thunder, resounding in the young man's sea of ​​consciousness.Bai Ye's scarlet eyes immediately regained their clarity.

He suppressed the endless killing intent in his heart, and his body shivered violently. He folded his arms involuntarily. Even though the extreme coldness eased somewhat, he still couldn't help feeling a bone-piercing cold.

This feeling was far more profound than when he had cursed and cursed in the past few days.He lowered his head to look at his body, and sure enough, there was a faint green brilliance in the shape of his familiar tattoos, radiating radiance.

Looking up, there was a white figure in front of him, which gave him the same familiar feeling, but it was very vague.He felt an inexplicable headache, looking at the blurred white figure in front of him, Bai Ye was startled.

Last night, he seemed to be drinking with Luo Qianying, but here, it seemed to be a holy spring of extreme ice... And he was naked and only wore one piece of clothing.He really couldn't imagine what happened after he lost consciousness last night.

While he was still in this semi-awake state, he felt a coolness on his lips.It was as if after a shock, Bai Ye finally woke up completely.

"Tell me honestly, how did you get the curse?"

"Killed a fairy who didn't die completely."

"Do you... still remember the old things?"

"know a little."

Luo Qianying nodded when she heard the words, her face was slightly pale, but with a hint of blush, what she just did was something that she had never even thought about.

"Is there a way to undo it?"

"When the cultivation base is reached, it will be fine."

"Here, take it and meditate carefully. The Seven Thoughts Floating Life Art is still very effective in suppressing hostility."

Bai Ye looked at his hand, it was a silver carved dragon ring, it was also a space ring, the one Luo Qianying gave him, I don't know how many times more advanced than his own original one.

"Thank you, Master."

"Leave as a teacher, you should cultivate well."

"Yes, Bai Ye respectfully sent off Master."

Bai Ye knelt in the turbid pool water, until the beautiful white shadow disappeared from his sight, then he slowly straightened up from the water.He really wanted to make sure that his double pupils were useless, because he had just seen Luo Qianying's face turn a little red.

Bai Ye looked at his body in the white mist, countless scars criss-crossed, and the battle pattern belonging to the Fanli clan disappeared, but he could feel that the demon blood in his body was more pure and powerful than before.

This pool of water...is Hanxing Bamboo Grass. Although it is not considered a sacred object, it is also one of the most difficult herbs to encounter and pick.But considering the environment of the Xingji Sect, it's not surprising that there are so many trees.

These dark green curse marks are distributed on the surface of his body, absorbing the residual hostility in the air all the time, leaving impurities in his body, which is a hindrance to his practice, It is an erosion of his constitution.

But this kind of impurity has already been removed by this pool of medicinal bath water.Climbing up from the muddy pool, Bai Ye raised his right hand, a ray of white flame ignited from his hand, like a small dragon, swimming in his body, devouring the tiny impurities in his body.

"Fortunately..." Bai Ye smiled, the Immortal Curse Seal is really a terrible curse for him now, he has to use half of his strength to fight against it, and he must always suppress the damage it brings various inconveniences.

But for Bai Ye, this has become a habit.Before the Immortal Curse Seal, there was still the ghost's poison, but it was all solved with the growth of his strength.

Back in his small bamboo hut, Bai Ye simply tidied up and sat cross-legged on his bamboo bed, using his spiritual sense to explore the silver carved dragon ring that Luo Qianying left him.

From the moment his consciousness touched the carved dragon ring, the ring unexpectedly exuded a terrifying force of sucking power, pulling his consciousness and flying towards the ring.

Bai Ye opened his eyes again, and found himself in a silver space.Seven mysterious and blunt scriptures appeared in front of his eyes, and Bai Ye was startled when he felt the ethereal aura in this ring.

This ring was actually Luo Qianying's life weapon.Although it is different from the various life tools he has seen in the previous life, Bai Ye can tell that this is a life tool made by the prehistoric method.

Although this method is not complete.Otherwise, those seven scriptures would not be in such a state of mixed and abused ancient and modern languages.What Bai Ye really didn't expect was that Luo Qianying would actually hand over her life weapon to herself.

The so-called fate device is the product of monks cultivating with their lives and integrating their fate with the artifacts.Once the monk completes the casting, it will exist together with the monk in this world, and its strength will vary with the growth of the monk.

Burning love, in a sense, is Mo Cheng's fate.It's just that Mo Cheng has already cultivated to a half-step saint's realm, and the Fenqing at that time can be regarded as a Taoist soldier, which is different from other life weapons and is very tyrannical.

But the fate tool also has huge disadvantages.Once it falls into the hands of others, it will be a huge trouble for the monk himself.

Bai Ye raised his head and looked at the seven scriptures. It was the Seven Thoughts Floating Life Jue, but it was different from the ones he had read before...

In front of the ice-blue ice cave, there is a woman in white who holds scissors in her hands, and is carefully trimming tall potted plants. Her ethereal temperament and her beautiful face make people look at it as if seeing a A fairy who fell into the mortal world.

Luo Qianying trimmed and trimmed carefully. At this moment, she wanted to be serious, but she was absent-minded.On the night of helping Bai Ye to heal his wounds, she saw a golden-red pattern on the back of Bai Ye, which was a bloody flower in full bloom.

Sadness, loneliness, waiting... While feeling those emotions, she also saw the figure of a woman.She had seen a woman in red always following Bai Ye, but in her impression, that woman always had dull eyes, as if she had no thoughts of her own.

The woman appeared together with the bloody flower, right behind Bai Ye.With just one look, they could somehow know each other's identity. She seemed to have seen the scene where this woman and Mo Cheng were together after she passed away.

It was an engraving of the past years, which originated from the petals printed with golden and red patterns behind the white night.Luo Qianying stopped what she was doing, and touched her lips, which were cold and soft.

Her eyes gradually blurred, and in a trance, she seemed to see another self, the self in the dream.Strong, lonely, and full of killing intent, even the initial acceptance of apprentices was just to find a successor for his own lineage.

To her, the term "years" is just a period of time.What remained of the million years of getting along with her when she died was nothing more than a regret that could not be filled.

That's why she fell into this lingering nightmare in this life. 3000 years is really a bit long for her today, but it also made her see through many things in her ignorance and confusion.

Wandering between fantasy and reality, the inadvertent glance at each other made her understand many things.Some things originate from the previous life and fall into the current life. Even if she can watch him grow again, the original love has already sprouted and grown into a towering giant tree.

A cold air with a sense of desolation enveloped Bai Ye's body, countless white mist rose, and a woman sat in front of the bed.Her body, together with the red wedding dress, was in an illusion.

She looked at herself in such a state, and then at the long sickle in the boy's dantian.She showed a slight smile, just watching his cultivation like this, just like endless years ago.

She didn't want to care about his affair, she was just looking forward to the day when he really had the ability to never be separated from her.