Countless monsters and instruments flew out of Shangqing Mountain and hovered in the distance in the air. The elders and younger brothers of Shangqing Mountain looked at the sect that was gradually occupied by the blue light.

Taishang San, who went out to chase Qishan, also came back, but the Shangqing sword had been activated, and Taishang San was unable to break the barrier and enter, so he could only wait anxiously with everyone.

Not long after Chu Yunsheng stepped into the blue beam of light, a layer of gray-red mist spread out from the grassy hills and ravines in the Wanli Mountains, and quickly spread to the entire Shangqing Mountains. But compared to the blue light that had already become a powerful force, the gray-red fog seemed too thin and weak.

Rong Qi Yujian stopped at Zhang Zhangjiao's side, his thin lips pursed tightly, hiding his worry: "Master, we can only wait like this?"

"There is only one demon pill, you can help if you want." Master Xu glanced at Rong Qi.

In fact, if Chu Yunsheng didn't appear, the most suitable candidate for Shangqingshan's preparation should be Rong Qi.

However, although Rong Qi has been cultivating in Shangqing Mountain for many years, he has been cultivating the evil way of the Three Swords of Good Fortune. Can be much higher.

Seeing his apprentice, who used to have such a bad personality and a cold face, showed such an expression, Zhangjiao Xu also sighed helplessly: "No, don't put on such a dejected face, the fight has only just begun. , how can you assert that he must have lost?"

"Besides, from the perspective of the teacher, your Taoist companion's method is the erosion method that he just told him, but it is the same as the immortal's spiritual sense, and you have learned the secret art of the immortal world, but compared to the immortal's proficiency, Your Taoist companion is far worse. Look at this fog, is it similar to the blue light, but it is comparable to it?"

"Secrets of the Immortal Realm?" Rong Qi was slightly stunned, looked closely, and found that the two were really similar.

After a little thought, Rong Qi explained the reason for this situation.

If you can comprehend and steal the secret art of the immortal world, why bother to make the choice to make the recovery of the Shangqing Sword fall short in ten thousand years?

However, the gap between current learning and current sales and cultivation is difficult to catch up.

Zhangjiao Xu said that he was relieved and relieved, but he was not relieved by Rong Qi, but even more worried.

In particular, the aura emanating from the center of the cyan light beam actually made him feel a little familiar and safe, as if there was someone there that he was conflicted and helpless about.

The cyan light and the gray-red fog competed and spread.

From the distant mountains, many monks who heard about the incident in Shangqingshan gradually came to watch.

Suddenly, the gray-red mist froze, as if it touched something at the same time. However, Qingguang suddenly flourished, and it accelerated to swallow up the continuous mountains of Shangqingshan.

When everyone in Shangqingshan saw this, their expressions changed slightly, and they were all nervous.

Rong Qi's natal sword even more restrained and screamed, as if he wanted to rush into the blue light.

"This……"

"Don't worry, don't worry, the fog didn't stop, it just slowed down!"

At the source of the Shangqing Sword, the cyan light collided with the gray-red mist, and two figures sitting cross-legged were vaguely seen inside.

"Shangqing swords are the treasures of the world. There are many kinds of people in the world, and there are all kinds of things in the world. There are very few people who can be confused and walk through."

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Lu Jue looked at Chu Yunsheng's suddenly pale face, and sneered inwardly: "I really thought that my fairy world secret technique was so simple that I could use it just by learning an appearance at will? How do you know? In order to lure you into the bait? Half-step divine sense... If you swallow it, you will be able to be limited to the realm of Xiao Ni's idiot's cultivation in the future..."

Thinking like this, Lu Jue began to draw out part of the blue light and attacked the gray-red mist.

In the fog, Chu Yunsheng sat upright, his eyebrows knitted together, and the slightest sweat oozes from his forehead.

The impact of countless fragments caused a burst of uncontrollable chaos in his spiritual platform. After experiencing one world after another, cracks appeared in the memory of reality that had begun to gradually be forgotten. There were many similarities in the cracks. A young man named Yin Zheng appeared.

But this fragment of memory seems to be only part of it.

Chu Yunsheng did not see his first acquaintance with Yin Zheng, nor did he see the reason for the situation where the two of them raised guns to face each other and run in opposite directions.

If you just look at this tension, Chu Yunsheng can understand Yin Zheng's performance at the end of each world.

‌He thinks the relationship between the two is just this.

It seems that when he came to this world, he really forgot a lot of things. But according to what Yin Zheng said, to replenish his mental power and expel the virus, one day, everything he was missing will be restored.

And Yin Zheng was probably both anticipating and fearful about this.

Hundreds of years of acquaintance and companionship, life and death in several worlds.

That familiar face changed from youthful beauty, looking forward to splendor, to slumped old and full of wrinkles, and gradually withered like a withered flower.

Joy, anger, grief, snuggling when speechless, hugs when happy, eyebrows raised at a trivial matter, and backs that come to me in the middle of the night.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, with various forms and faces, heaven and earth travel against each other and passers-by are in a hurry, if a mayfly is small and staggered, it is a lifetime.

But in such a life, there is a lack of quality and roots.

Chu Yunsheng slowly opened his eyes, staring at the boundless gray-red fog in front of him, letting the last illusory young man's shadow lower, blending into his body with a gentle smile.

The seeds that have accumulated countless years have taken root fiercely, even with blood and flesh, even if time is like a knife, it can be cut out again.

Almost at the same time, the various states of the world, the joys and sorrows, that were infused with the influence of the sword of the Supreme Qing, were all gone in an instant.

The ground fire erupted suddenly, the gloomy wind came, and the sky was thundered, smashing the large azure light beam.

"God Transformation Heavenly Tribulation!"

Countless monks outside Shangqing Mountain were shocked and stunned: "This, in this case, transforming into a god..."

Rong Qi's heart throbbed suddenly, as if sensing something, staring at the center of the beam of light blankly, his throat rolling.

‌Stopping the shock of the outside world, Lu Jue at the source was also full of disbelief.

"God-turning at this time? It's just courting death! But the calamitydamn!"

Lu Jue's shocked expression came back and was put away. Spiritual sense was ignited by the sudden burst of fire, so he had to call in Qingguang to defend against it, but it was excruciating pain. Make him look grim.

He said it was the divine sense of the immortals, but because he came to this world as an artifact and spirit, the cultivation of this divine sense is not high, and he swallowed the divine sense of the Donglai Immortal Venerable while taking advantage of the danger. It was a god.

Moreover, compared to Chu Yunsheng, although he has a higher realm, he has no flesh, and the fire directly hit Chiyu and burned his spiritual sense. If he was a little cautious, he could be seriously injured.

After all, this is a calamity brought down by the heavenly way. The immortals say they are immortals, but in the final analysis, they are all monks under the heavenly way. How can they be afraid of the calamity?

Thunder, fire, and wind.

The phantom of the broad sword moved, but the cyan light and the gray-red mist were all broken and dissipated.

Chu Yunsheng's shadow had already been drowned out by the triple heavenly tribulation, and he could see the slightest outline.

But Chu Yunsheng could never see that, under the burning of the ground fire, his skin began to shrink and crack, and his flesh and blood began to wither and condense. The suffocating pain was like a scattered evil ghost, haunting his surroundings, something he had never felt in his life.

The thunder ripped apart his soul, and the yin wind blew the fire of the spirit platform to the last breath.

He seems to be dead at any time under the triple calamity, but according to what Yin Zheng said before, if he really died in this world, I am afraid that reality will never wake up. Come.

Fortunately, under this triple heavenly calamity, he was the same as the original one.

Although he did not have the real cultivation realm of hundreds of years, he had hundreds of years of fellowship. Besides, he was also the Demon Venerable who had been fighting all his life without worrying about it, but a man with a place to return. passerby.

Chu Yunsheng raised his head, the thunder light extinguished in his eyes, the ground fire disappeared, the overcast wind suddenly stopped, and in an instant, the gray-red mist was like a vast ocean, pressing over the collapsing blue light, completely shrouding the entire Qingshan Mountain.

"‌!‌‌Yes!"

Lu Jue was shocked and angry: "You have failed to transform into a god, how can you succeed the second time! This is possible!"

He saw Gan's roar soon, and was annihilated by Chu Yunsheng with the help of the robbery. Under the Heavenly Tribulation, even if it is an immortal's spiritual sense, it is no different from that of a mortal. This is also common sense that all cultivators in the cultivation world know as soon as they inhale their qi into their bodies. Don't be wrapped up in the calamity of other cultivators, otherwise they will die without a place to be buried.

Chu Yunsheng stretched out his palm, the phantom of the broad sword appeared, and a faint gray-red mist filled the sword.

"I'm ‌‌ to be your tool spirit."

Chu Yunsheng held the hilt of the sword, "The cultivators in the great world of Yutian have spent thousands of years nourishing and repairing you, and they will live with you. They guard you when you are weak, and it is your turn to guard them at this time."

The broad sword shook slightly, and the invisible fluctuations spread suddenly.

In the abyss, in the extreme sea, in the secret realm, where the storm lingers, the countless hidden and distant places of the Yutian Great World, the cultivators of the major sects stationed there suddenly all raised their heads.

A giant sword as tall as a mountain descended from the sky, sealing all the gaps in the fairyland scattered here.

And with the descent of this sword light, on the earth, withered grass revived, falling flowers swaying, all monks and mortals felt a surge of spiritual energy and vitality emanating, slowly feeding back this piece of heaven and earth that is close to withering .

"It's done!"

Outside Shangqing Mountain, Zhangjiao Xu looked startled and laughed.

In the distance, the monks in the distance shouted in shock: "Aura! Aura has increased!"

"My cultivation base... I'm going to break through!"

The monks exclaimed.

The gray-red fog replaced the blue light all over the Shangqing Mountain, and then the sword light came out, and the fog quickly shrank. Heaven and earth see the clear again, the sea of ​​​​clouds is swaying, and everything is as new.

At the moment when the azure light disappeared, Rong Qi rushed to the delicacy pavilion with his sword.

The original pavilions and pavilions are all in ruins, with smoke and dust everywhere.

He dropped his sword in the center and looked at Chu Yunsheng standing above the ruins, knowing why he was suddenly hesitant, and dared to step forward. But Rong Qi's hesitation did not last long, because Chu Yunsheng had already walked up to him and held his hand as usual.

Rong Qi was in a trance for a moment, seeing Chu Yunsheng wrapped in a cloud of smoke, he slowly wiped the sweat from his palm, his warm fingertips touched him, and asked him in a low voice, "Master, is your hand cold? , do you want your brother to be warm?"

"...Of course I want to."

Blinking his eyes slowly, Rong Qi replied softly.

The scattered cultivator alliance gathered all forces to besiege Shangqingshan, and it changed again and again, and finally involved the immortals, Xianlu, Lingbao and other secrets.

After the matter was over, Shangqing Mountain and the sects of the great sects who had the transformation of the gods announced the truth of the cut off of the immortal path to the whole cultivation world, and they had an old grudge against them, and informed all the monks that if anyone wanted to do so in the future Ascension, Shangqingshan is willing to set up the road to other great worlds with the sword of Shangqing, and let the cultivators fly from other great worlds to other immortal worlds.

This news quickly spread throughout the entire cultivation world like a gust of wind.

Some people lamented the determination of the older generation of monks, and lamented that if they were themselves, they would have reached the transcendence cultivation base, and would never give up the temptation to ascend to immortality. After all, people are all selfish. Once they ascend, they will go to the immortal world. What will happen to the great world of Yutian in the future, whether they will die or live, if they lose the treasure of the world, what will happen to the ascension cultivator? matter.

 Life and illusory and unknown guardianship, most people choose the latter.

There are also people who resent it. If it wasn't for the tribulation-transcending cultivator who advocated for himself 10,000 years ago, and nourishing the sword of Shangqing with the breath of all things and spirits in the great world of Yutian, the great world of Yutian would have been the same in the past ten thousand years. Decline so far.

They are close relatives, confidants, Taoist companions and descendants, all of them have a lot of spiritual qi, and it is difficult to make progress in their cultivation. There are also people who fail to find a treasure land with sufficient spiritual qi and fail to be promoted and die in a catastrophe. down. In the past, this hatred could only be blamed on the impermanence of heaven, but now there is a culprit.

In this way, many monks killed Shangqing Mountain and several other major sects to vent their anger.

Shangqingshan took the blame and resentment, and didn't justify it. He just came to one and took the next brother from the same realm. Challenges like this lasted for a full year before they slowly subsided.

And the turmoil of this matter, under the recovery of spiritual energy, gradually calmed down.

At the same time, a family of four merchants was rapidly expanding in the world of self-cultivation, spreading all over the major cities. Every piece of bizarre utensils were introduced by this business, and in the blink of an eye, they became a good thing that swept the world of comprehension, and many monks loved it.

For example, there are communication jade slips with the ability to connect most of the world of self-cultivation, and servant dolls that look like real people.

The latter advertisement is a must-have intimate Taoist companion for single monks, as well as a male version of the guard doll.

The former has extremely comprehensive functions and can be called a self-cultivation version of the Internet, which once pulled countless monks into the pit of Internet addiction. One of the most typical examples of Internet addiction is Huangfu An, who partnered with Chu Yunsheng and started this four-way business.

If it was Huangfu An who had to deal with a lot of things every day, he would probably play the Jade Slip with his eyes closed for three months in a row.

"Hey, Little Lu, when did you think Demon Venerable and Elder Rong would hold the Dao Companion Ceremony? If all the spirit stones in his business were thrown out, it would definitely be a sensational event in the entire cultivation world! "

While handling a pile of jade slips, Huangfu An wentssips in the small group of three of him, Duanmulian and Feng Yanyan.

These three people have now established their foundations. Due to their usual exchanges, they have gradually become confidants and detrimental friends. After Chu Yunsheng's identity has changed greatly, they are also afraid that Chu Yunsheng will turn his face and recognize people, and they are still quietly in private. Doing gossip.

"My name is Xiao Lu."

Duanmu Lian replied, "Senior Brother and Elder Rong  have returned to the Magic Mountain together. Look, they want to travel around the world and plan to hold the Dao Companion Ceremony."

"That's so boring." Huangfu An sighed, "Of course we're going to travel around the sky..."

At this moment, Feng Yan's voice suddenly interjected and interrupted Huangfu An directly: "It's so boring, so boring! Don't try to bring down my senior brother! The businessman is pressing so hard, senior brother hasn't rested for a long time. My brother and I still lack a fire for the refining equipment, if you are in a hurry, come to the sect to help us burn the fire!"

Before Huangfu An could answer, the group chat ended.

He touched his nose, dropped a pile of jade slips, and sighed as he walked out: "It's really protecting food."

Walking out of the business, Huangfu An wandered around boredly in this remote town of self-cultivation. He heard a quarrel as he passed a roadside stall. He followed the sound, but it was an unruly young lady with a few guards. , was smashing a desolate elixir stall, saying that the stall owner was selling counterfeit medicines.

Huangfu An came from Danfeng, and was naturally sensitive to medicinal pills. He saw the medicinal pills rolled out from the scattered medicine bottles after a distance.

Basically, they are shoddy and light erysipelas.

"I'm afraid I'm the only one who is a sincere businessman these days."

He retracted his gaze, shook his fan and continued to walk forward, but he didn't see the elixir stall owner who was knocked to the ground staring at his back, showing a look of envy and hatred.

When the beating lady saw his expression, she was immediately furious: "Selling fake medicines to lie to others, you dare to hate Miss Shang! Hit me! Hit Miss Ben to death!"

"Zhiyangzhu...zhiyangzhu...tool spirit! The tool spirit saves me! Save me! I'm a lucky person, I should be so down! I remember, I remember marrying a lot of wives, go up Qingshan was destroyed, Rong Qi died! I took control of the Sanctuary Alliance, and I became an immortal!"

"That's my life!"

"Tool Spirit! Tool Spirit, come out!"

The elixir stall owner was lying on the ground with his head broken and bloody, clutching his dantian, moving his lips and shouting silently, but his dantian did not move or respond.

The life of Chu Yunsheng and Rong Qi is extraordinarily long.

In the 370th year, Rong Qi successfully transformed into a god, and traveled with Chu Yunsheng to countless places in the great world of Yutian, went to the evil way, and lived in the magic mountain. The relationship and the events of the past are unprecedentedly harmonious and peaceful.

Another hundred years later, the two of them lived in seclusion in a quiet hill. Like ordinary people, they slept at sunrise, rested at sunset, and ate five grains. Time is like water, and the two are gradually forgotten by the world of self-cultivation. The former prestige or turmoil has all gone away in the fireworks of the world.

Occasionally, the two of them would go down the mountain to heal, use magic, and force life and death. They walked through the plague-riddled dead city, and went to the stricken area where the blood was drifting.

The long lifespan has allowed them to see too many rises and declines in the world, and the changes are impermanent. Hundreds of thousands of years of living together day and night have also caused the two to lose their mystery and distance from each other.

Sometimes, Chu Yunsheng is also resistant to Rong Qi's excessive dominance, and Rong Qi also secretly hates Chu Yunsheng's introverted and taciturn, a meal is bland and salty, and occasionally bickering, one person is late. , occasionally angry.

Human beings are gods, no matter how passionate and devoted they are, there will inevitably be neglect and burnout over the long years.

A few years may be a few years, a few years, or even a few years, or maybe a few years, but what about a few hundred years, a few thousand years?

Chu Yunsheng understood Yin Zheng's worries in the previous world.

But no matter when or what, he has no idea of ​​giving up halfway.

If the strong feelings were extinguished and turned into ashes, then what Chu Yunsheng wanted to give to Rong Qi was the entangled companionship of tree roots under the ashes, and the comfort of the stream of water.

On the New Year's Eve of the 2300th year, Chu Yunsheng and Rong Qi were sitting under the bamboo eaves, wrapping dumplings. Halfway through the wrapping, Rong Qi suddenly stopped, raised his hand and put the flour on his hands to Chu Yunsheng. He wiped a smear on his face, and then said with a smile: "Teacher, my catastrophe is here."

Transforming the gods to transcend the calamity, nine deaths and one life.

Chu Yunsheng noticed the change in Rong Qi's title and expression.

He looked up at Rong Qi and said, "Do you believe it?"

Rong Qi was stunned, a thin layer of water flashed in his eyes, he sighed softly, and laughed at himself: "Teacher, you asked me before why I like you like crazy. Now look, in this world, what you have said, what you have done, and what you feel about me...why do you think I like you?"

"You are very nice."

Rong Qi looked at Chu Yunsheng quietly: "I know that love is everything to people, but if I want to have love, I must be yours."

Chu Yunsheng smiled and raised his finger to wipe a trace of white face on Rong Qi's face.

"It's a coincidence that my catastrophe has arrived."

...

Floating in a research institute in space.

The glass of the sleeping cabin slid open, awakening Wen Fan, who was lying at the desk.

He quickly helped the glasses that had fallen off, and went to help the young man who woke up: "Professor Yin, you are finally awake! You have been traumatized by your mental strength in the previous world. , it seems that everything has been repaired, and each world needs to make up two patches for you and Dr. Chu, it is too difficult for this machine..."

The young man took the nutrient solution and drank it with a calm expression, then drank some water, and then looked at the sleeping cabin next door, his eyes flickered for a moment, and said dumbly, "Go ahead."

...

In the pitch-dark field of vision, a familiar text emerged.

"Mission: Change Yin Zheng's fate with a 50% completion rate. Please choose whether to enter the next world and continue the mission. Yes/No."

"Yes."

...

Hot, extremely hot.

The fiery heat of desire, which had become weak, was mingled with a sultry hot flash in the air.

His breath was filled with the smell of alcohol, which made his nerves tense with excitement, and he was half-drunk and half-awake.

Chu Yunsheng reluctantly opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, and it was like a fog.

He glanced at the water glass on the table next to him, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to get it, but a hand suddenly reached out from the slanted ground and intercepted him.

A slippery, sweaty body came close to him, and there was a strong smell of alcohol.

The young man's flushed and beautiful face appeared in front of him, with a drunken blurred trance, he slumped down to him softly.

The wet tongue and sharp teeth were entangled with the rolling Adam's apple, and the familiar voice whispered drunkenly: "Yunsheng, you know that I am gay, other than threatening me,  never thought about it. anything else?"

"Take care of the team, me... I'm happy, how can I let the team terminate the contract with you?"

Chu Yunsheng was silent for a moment, raised his hand and pressed the back of the young man's smooth and white neck, and lowered his head gently.

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