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Chapter 42 Cause and Effect "Is this the person transformed by the divine tree?"......
"Ah ah ah..."
The shopkeeper's soul let out a weak cry, half sad and half mournful, and kept repeating: "I'm so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable..."
It was a cathartic shout at first, then gradually weakened, and finally turned into a mumble.
It was like a person who fell into a drowsiness because of the suffocation, struggling to wake up for a short while, and then fell into drowsiness uncontrollably. She couldn't cry anymore, she started to whimper and cry.
Its hanged people have turned around.
Originally, they were still whispering, and when there was a little movement, they agreed with each other and kept talking. But here, they fell into an eerie silence.
They looked at the shopkeeper in silence, the flesh on the corner of the mouth was pulled to the cheekbones, but because of the upside down, he looked extremely sad.
"Why are you crying..." You asked softly.
These words were like dripping water into boiling oil, and those hung souls were shocked and exploded with a hum.
Countless cries sounded, all pouring into Wu Xue's ears. Suddenly felt that the wind and smoke here was really choking, and the choking made internal organs cold, and a sense of disgust for no reason came to heart.
In that disgust, Wu Xue thought: Without memory, my heart is so cold, what if there is memory? I don't know what I was thinking when I knew this back then...
Clang——
A sword sound suddenly sounded, breaking the wind and smoke!
Wu Xue suddenly recovered and looked up.
It was Xiao Fuxuan's sword-free sword with golden light, which swept past the top of the temple. Even if you don't see the "color" of Jian's face, you can still feel the chilling and chilling coldness in the sword's meaning.
It is said that Tiansu Shangxian punished with one hand and pardoned with one hand. Since the entire Luohuashan City is innocently trapped here, Xiao Fuxuan's action should give them a relief.
Wu Xue thought so, and Xiao Fuxuan obviously did too.
The gleaming golden light shook the entire forbidden area, and the smoke and dust floated in the sky, turning into a thick gray fog. It pierced through with unstoppable force, and all souls were caged under the golden light. The overlapping golden "color" characters flowed through the golden light, as if the worldly sins had been eliminated.
The scene was so startling that those spirits opened their mouths and couldn't care less about crying. For a moment, our straight eyes almost lit up with hope.
But the next moment, the bright "color" in our eyes darkened again——
As soon as the cold blade of the Free Word Sword swept past, the slings that were tightly bound to the soul were still crunching in the air without any change.
Wu Xue turned her head in surprise, and Xiao Fuxuan also frowned tightly.
He raised his hand to catch the sword, and glanced down at the endless golden lines on the sword. The next moment, he swept the sword out with his backhand.
This time the result was still the same - the blade went straight through those slings, as if they were just shadows of nothingness, and even the forgiveness of Heavenly Immortals would have no effect on them.
The upside-down spirits said nothing, staring blankly at the slings on their bodies. They had just cried for a long time, but their eyes were not red, they were still the same cloudy appearance, but there was an extra layer of fog. After a long time, the buzzing discussion sounded again——
"Look, I just said it, it can't be solved."
"no surprise."
"Forget it, there is no hope."
"But I'm so miserable."
...
Xiao Fuxuan took the sword again, clenched his fingers, and a trace of annoyance appeared in his eyebrows. Shen "Yin" said nothing, as if wondering why he couldn't forgive these.
"Xiao Fuxuan." Wu Xue called the other party.
It's very strange, the feeling of coldness in my heart and lungs is actually better at this moment. After thinking about it, maybe it's because of the existence of this one around you. Because Xiao Fuxuan came out with the sword first, before he realized that he couldn't do anything except the ultimate move, he wanted to give these spirits a relief.
It's just a pity that it didn't work.
"Is it because of the illusion?" Wu Xue pondered, "Is it because we entered this forbidden area from the illusion, so we can only see, can't we do it?"
Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyes: "Are you comforting me?"
Wu Xue did have this in mind. He didn't say this for comfort. In fact, he never understood what it meant by "the realm is an illusion, and the scene is the real scene"? We went to Luohuashan City in the past, but what? Can anything be changed?
If it can't be changed, and it can't have any influence, why can you talk to the shopkeeper and Er of the inn, and threaten the Feng family? It seems to really return to Luohuashan City hundreds of years ago.
But if it could be changed...
Is this fantasy really just a fantasy?
"When I first entered the mountain city, I thought it was just an illusion, but now I have some doubts." Xiao Fuxuan frowned and paused, still reluctant to talk about doubts and guesses, and said, "Even if it's an illusion, the sword shot shouldn't be the result. ."
"What should it be?" Wu Xue asked.
"If you can't bear it, the illusion will be broken. If you can bear it, the illusion will change. In short, it shouldn't be like this." Xiao Fuxuan did not continue to say, but his heavy face was thoughtful.
Wu Xue looked at the handsome face with a bad expression, and felt that the word "unless" was written on it.
He opened his mouth and asked, "Unless what?"
"Unless—" Xiao Fuxuan realized that he had been caught out again: "..."
She pursed her lips and looked at Wu Xue with dark eyes.
For some reason, Wu Xue saw a trace of other emotions in the light in her eyes, as if she had thought of the reason, but she didn't want to say it.
After a while, Xiao Fuxuan turned his gaze back and stopped looking at Wu Xue's eyes: "Pardon doesn't work, there is only one reason."
Wu Xue: "What?"
Xiao Fuxuan frowned lightly and said, "I myself am involved in this cause and effect."
The temple fell silent again.
"I don't understand." After a long while, Wu Xue asked, "How can it be called in this cause and effect?"
Xiao Fuxuan said slowly: "There is a sacred tree in Luohuatai, and the sacred tree was sealed for some reason. This place has become a forbidden place, which makes these spirits trapped here and become bound. These have mutual cause and effect, and I..."
The voice stagnated for a moment, still frowned tightly, and said solemnly: "I am in one of the links, so I can't forgive you."
After speaking for a long time, he looked up again.
Wu Xue's eyes that didn't turn around, saw a trace of hesitation and confusion from the bottom of her eyes, and she felt relieved.
Only then did I realize that I was just tense. Because I know that it is not good to be involved in this cause and effect.
Who will be involved?
In addition to the Shenmu itself, which is closely related, I am afraid there are only those who are banned here, or those who trap these spirits here...
Wu Xue suddenly understood why she tried to change Xiao Fuxuan's memory back then, and it should have something to do with the so-called cause and effect.
Xiao Fuxuan obviously thought of this too. Looking at Wu Xue, he only said the word "I..." and fell silent.
"It won't be the cause and effect." Wu Xue suddenly said.
Xiao Fuxuan raised his eyelids, his eyes were darker and darker because of the candlelight in the temple. Always cold, and occasionally showing a little arrogance, those sharp edges seem to be innate, no matter how sharp they are, they will always show a few edges and corners in the corners of their eyes and brows.
But at this moment, there were too many meanings in the eyes that looked at Wu Xue, except that there was nothing to tangle.
Wu Xue said softly: "It won't be the cause and effect of the complainant."
"Why?" Xiao Fuxuan looked intently.
Wu Xue's lips moved.
"...Why are you so sure." Xiao Fuxuan asked again.
Tiansu Shangxian has always kept quiet words, never believed in speculation, even if the question fell on his head, even if he didn't want him to have anything to do with some answers, he would not be clear about himself.
Everyone in Xiandu knows that Tiansu Shangxian never shows favoritism, including himself. Any suspicion can be tolerated, and it is as calm as if it is not yourself that is being speculated.
This also seems to be innate, as if it should be like this, otherwise how could it be called to be in charge of punishment and pardon.
But when it comes to this time, always find that care about a certain unreasonable belief. It is not the result of the same analysis, nor the answer of careful deduction, but the belief that belongs to that alone, without explanation and thought.
After asking twice, Wu Xue said, "I don't know, that's what I think. Am I not the devil, the devil never makes sense."
At that moment, the years when we had never seen each other again were like the fog-like fumes in the forbidden land, floating up and down, a little choked, and it seemed to drift away when the wind swept away, not so shaped like a moat.
"Ah!" Suddenly there was an exclamation, and he gasped.
Immediately, there was a buzz of discussion.
"how come?"
"The statue has not moved for a long time."
"This……"
Statue?
Wu Xue was puzzled and turned to look.
The statue on the altar of the temple with the word "white general" really changed. The young man was still leaning against the tree, and the sword in his hand did not move. What moved was the sacred tree with the jade carving on its back. The head of the sacred tree, which had only branches, had grown some particles for some reason.
Wu Xue leaned over to take a closer look, and found that it was a flower bud wrapped in a leaf bud.
"Who carved this statue, is it actually alive?" Wu Xue muttered.
I didn't expect to hear an answer, but the spirits who were imprisoned here actually said: "Shenmu himself..."
Wu Xue was stunned for a moment, then turned to face Xiao Fuxuan.
"Shenmu himself?" Wu Xue asked in surprise, "Shenmu actually melts?"
The spirits shook their heads again and said in a vain, "I don't know."
"It doesn't seem to be transforming."
"Just heard."
"The legend of the hometown."
Wu Xue pointed to the jade carving boy again and asked, "Is this a divine wood?"
Those spirits shook their heads again and said, "No."
"Who is that?" Wu Xue asked.