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Text Chapter 1380: The Sorrow of Subduing the Demon, Chi Tian Wuhen

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    "This is, the sword light is hovering high in the sky." The sword body trembled just like the voice of the Qing Yi Sword Fairy.  The place where the blazing flames burned in front of me, and the firelight illuminated the sky for half a day, was a prosperous city, with a population of one million living and thriving in it. There were even countless merchants passing by. At this time, whether it was the millions of residents of the mountain city, or the  The merchants who stayed here were struggling on the edge of the horror of life, death and destruction. Every moment, thousands of mortals died in fire and smoke, and ten times that number were killed amidst the roar of laughter.  The living creatures went to Hunso, leaving empty shells as fuel for the flames.  "The Ten Directions Recruiting Banners." The Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi recovered from his shock and immediately recognized the magic treasure that could not help absorbing the souls of mortals. "It's the magic monks who are killing the spiritual treasures."  " The flying sword at the feet of the Qing Yi Sword Immortal froze for a moment, as if hesitating for something. " The Shifang Zhaohun Banner is a level magic treasure that can only be owned by the top powerhouses at the level of the Grand Master of the Demonic Way. In addition, he massacred the city so unscrupulously.  "I am afraid that I am no match for him!" The screams coming from the mountain city became louder and harsher at this moment.  Straight into his confusion. "Father"MotherQing'erchild"," Suddenly, the faces of four close relatives appeared in his mind, and the first three were the most important ones in his life.  The important person was the flesh and blood that he had probably already been born but had not yet had time to take a look at. At this moment, a mirror in the mind of the Qing Yi Sword Immortal seemed to be broken into two opposite halves, one half reflecting the tragedy of the fire, and the other half.  In the warm scene of the family, the two are gradually drifting apart, and they can only choose one of them and pursue them. "Humph!  " Just at this time, the terrifying existence in the mountain city seemed to have discovered the appearance of the Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi. A cold sound rang directly in his ears. This was a naked warning and intimidation. "The meaning of the evil master is simple and clear" is nothing more than four words:  "Interventioner, die!" "II" The delicate face of the Qingyi Sword Immortal was full of struggle. He wanted to turn around and go straight home countless times, but the constant screams made him move away.  Not moving: I wanted to enter the mountain city with my sword countless times, but the faces of the old couple and their wives and children were so clear in front of me After a moment of hesitation, "More than ten thousand people died in the mountain city, and there will only be half an hour." Whether to go or not, there will be no more  Separately, in the mountain city, the fierce dogs will not stay, and they will turn into charcoal.  At this time, a wry smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Qing Yi Sword Immortal, who was in the midst of a battle between heaven and man. He felt relief, relief, and helplessness "I'm sorry, father, mother," Qing'er, and, child! " Voice  Before he fell, "the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the cold light of the sword cut off half of the city's flames." In his eyes, the banners from all directions suddenly magnified a hundred times, occupying all the field of vision.  "At that moment, when the Qingyi Sword Immortal's delicate face was illuminated by the flames, all kinds of different faces appeared on his face one by one, including that afternoon dream.  "Beggar" looked like he was begging happily and contentedly Suddenly, hundreds of different faces flashed by, and finally settled on an old and heroic face.  He is dressed in hundreds of robes with scattered patches and is begging for food from hundreds of families, holding a broken pottery bowl in his hand.  He is also a beggar, but this old beggar is different from the happy beggar who wakes up from his dream in the afternoon. His soaring pride and compassion are extraordinary in this world. The demon god is under attack, and the beggar is nameless!  Demon flags roared from the distance, seducing the evil spirits. There was no fear on the face of the Demon Lord, only a wry smile that could not be concealed. He was not a swordsman in blue, not a wealthy businessman who built bridges and repaired roads. He was not a knight in the world.  The Tsing Yi Sword Immortal, he is the best among human immortals, "the one with the greatest supernatural power to conquer the demon king." The demon master in front of him, who is stationed in the ten directions to attract chaos banners, can only be destroyed with one finger on ordinary days. "But at this time he  But can't!  Hundreds of reincarnations, each rotation of the paddle wheel is one life. After hundreds of lives, his soul power has been exhausted in this illusory world. ?????????????????????????????? The Demon-Suppressing Lord, who has completely integrated into this world of paddle wheels, can only control the power of the Sword Immortal in Tsing Yi in this life, but he would rather not have it!  If he were just an ordinary beggar in the mountain city fire, he could just close his eyes and wait for death when faced with a certain death situation. "There is no need to choose anymore. At this moment, all the fog of hundreds of generations of reincarnation dissipated. It was not the Demon-Suppressing Lord who struggled out."  The Peacock Paddlewheel King let go of his control, and his sobriety was caused by someone on purpose.  "Okay, okay, okay, Peacock Paddle Wheel King, We have been friends and enemies for tens of thousands of years. The old beggar didn't see through you, but you saw through the old beggar.  The bitter smile on Lord Fumo Shen¡¯s face became even stronger.  Everything was placed in front of him. If he still had the excitement and desire to die in his place just a moment ago, then he would not be generous and heroic but as stupid as an ox.  But even if you know, what can you do?  It was too late after all.  At this time, he has seen everything clearly. With the power of the Tsing Yi Sword Immortal, he will die if he enters the city. It is not only the illusory Tsing Yi Sword Immortal who died in this life, but also the demon-suppressing god who has killed countless demons and demons for tens of thousands of years; No.  Entering the city, turning around and retreating, he went against his true will. The Tsing Yi Sword Immortal survived, but the Demon-Suppressing Lord died. This is why the Peacock Ping Lun King allowed him to wake up. It seemed like he had a choice, but in fact he had no choice at all.  !  Under the Five Elements Paddle Wheel, hundreds of lives have passed by." After being seen through, persisting in the obsession in my heart, and gaining insight into the fundamentals of the great road, the fate of the Demon-Suppressing God Lord has been doomed. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"  , and without hesitation, he jumped into the firelight with a long laugh.  In an instant, the flames skyrocketed, demonic shadows penetrated the edges, and the city was filled with screams, wails, and howls of ghosts and gods. They could not cover up a loud song: "Suppressing demons and eliminating demons in the world, what need is there for hundreds of families to support you? If the world is pure for one day, I will be willing to bow down."  "The poor horses and oxen are willing to work hard to plow the poor horses and oxen" When the fire in the mountain city ended, a heavy rain washed away everything after the life was burned, and in the blink of an eye, green grass emerged tenaciously from the ruins. "Everything is over."  "The mountain city is gone, the flames burning the sky and the tragedy on earth are no longer there, only ruins and scorched earth are everywhere."  "Crunch, crunch, n" The newly sprouted green grass was being chewed. An old ox chewed the grass and raised his head to look at the horizon.  At the foot of the mountain in the distance visible to the naked eye, "there is the hustle and bustle of the father's birthday, the warmth of the mother's soup, and the wife looking at each other leaning against the door." The ignorant child in swaddling clothes is waiting for someone to return and be named, "tick n tick n" Old Scalper  As he continued to gnaw on the grass, tears the size of soybeans rolled down and hit the bluestone and scorched earth, breaking into countless crystal petals. Until this time, the sun, moon, and things in the sky shone brightly, shining with the light of humanity.  There seemed to be a giant looking down from a high position, opening and closing his eyes.  "God-Suppressing Demon Lord," you are willing to die and practice the great truth. "Seek benevolence and be benevolent, which is respectable and admirable." Staring for a moment, the sun and moon dimmed, and then a sigh echoed between heaven and earth. Accompanied by this act of closing eyes,  The huge world began to collapse from the edge, as if it had completed its mission, and in a moment, "billions of miles of rivers and mountains seemed like a mirror world" shattered into countless fragments, further transformed into countless crystals, and decomposed into countless pieces.  The "finished particles" are stored in a high-hanging paddle wheel.  Among these crystal particles*, there are only small fragments that are completely preserved. Among them are old scalpers, who are driven by people, plowing the thin fields, sweat dripping from the soil. "" The small world on this fragment, that scene of hard work,  Eternity is fixed there, and is finally accommodated to the deepest level as "Paddle Wheel Intake".  At the moment when the fragments were swept into the core by the paddle wheel, it seemed that a portal opened." At a glance, countless similar fragments were floating in it, as if in the Yuan Dynasty, mortal men and women floated bamboo and paper boats on the river, writing letters  Wishes come true.  In the long river composed of fragments, what floats on it is not prayer, but a kind of eternity created by strong men from ancient and modern times who, in order to prove the truth in their hearts, move forward indomitably and will not be destroyed even if they die.  Eternity is unchanged, space is frozen there, and time is stagnant. Even if the paddle wheel rotates forever, it cannot be erased in the slightest.  With that sigh crossing the spaces formed by the rotation of the paddle wheel, when those sun and moon eyes opened again, it was already another world, a different scene.  The old trees are full of dim crows, the dogs are barking, the streets are criss-crossing the villages and fields, and smoke is curling up from people's homes.  Outside the entrance of the village, under an old tree, a young child squatted quietly. His fingers were scratching and moving under the tree, except for his shoulders shaking in a small area. The whole person seemed to be a still statue, and even the crows and sparrows did not care about his existence.  Not far away, there are groups of young children walking away. They are laughing, arranging nursery rhymes and taunting them. The protagonist is precisely this young child who has been abandoned far away by their backs.  "Little Chi, little Chi, was born ugly, like a devil, ignored by dogs, ignored by anger, and loved by no one The child was a boy. He seemed to have not heard the nursery rhymes of those children who had gone away at all. He  There were some broken stones scattered around his body, and there were bruises on his body. It seemed that what happened to him could not distract him at all.The boy named Xiao Chi, the only thing in his world reflected in his eyes was the busy going back and forth of ants in groups among the exposed tree roots in the soil.  Under that old tree, there seemed to be a lot of ant colonies strangely. Where Xiao Chi fiddled with his fingers, there were waves of ants biting happily in order to snatch food or for some other reason.  Intense war.  He watched all this calmly, twirling his fingers from time to time, and when one battle ended, he would tease the next fierce battle to break out, never getting tired of it.  The layers of ant corpses could not move him in the slightest. Only when the strong worker ants that accidentally appeared in the ant colony steadily overwhelmed the overwhelming majority of ants hunting, did the little boy's eyes flash with light.  , press, the strong ant dies, and the figurine boy smiles. This is the only time when there is a smile on Xiao Chi's face. Whenever he smiles, his raised face will be more open.  Exposed to the setting sun, it reflects the ugly movement of a patch of knotted trees like tree roots and ferocious earthworms.  This ugliness is not acquired, but is an innate appearance: this ugliness makes young children ostracized and not be introduced to the same kind Xiao Chi's behavior seems to continue endlessly, and his whole world is like this.  "I could only see the sun rising and the moon setting, flowers blooming and falling, round after round, never changing. The ugly little boy was doing all this boredly, seemingly a little tired, and never moved at all, as if he was waiting for something."  Fiddle mechanically.  Suddenly, a deep and kind voice appeared in the little boy's world: "What are you doing?" The little boy smiled, raised his head, and stared at the old tree in front of him. The voice came from it,  He smiled and said, "I was making ants fight, and then I saw a strong, invincible one among the ants." I was very happy, and I wanted to crush him to death.  "When he said that he would find a strong person and crush him to death, Xiao Chi's eyes were filled with excitement, fanaticism, and unspeakable joy. Compared with the previous coldness and boredom, "it was a huge difference."     "Oh, right.  "Xiao Chi seemed to have remembered something." He patted his head and said, "Old tree, how did you come back to life? You can talk, are you the most powerful among the trees?" With these words, Xiao Chi's  His eyes shone brightly again, as if he had encountered a strong ant.  The old tree seemed to be shocked by the little boy's words, especially the enthusiasm flashing in his eyes. It almost instantly made the old tree tremble and make a rustling sound. The old tree avoided the question and said instead: "You don't want to hit them."  ?  " The branches and leaves shook, and the bark on the trunk of the old tree was hazy, like a bright mirror, reproducing the previous scene of young children throwing stones and mocking nursery rhymes. "They reject you and bully you so much, just because  You are born different from them. "You are not the same as them, so you don't want to" "What are you thinking about? Beat them? Why?" Xiao Chi raised his head innocently and said with a smile: "I have always been  I'm not a human being. Isn't it normal for them to reject me?  " "Uh n" The old tree was speechless. It trembled for a while, the scene reflected on the bark changed, and the voice sounded again. "It added a bit of temptation: "Look, there are your parents here." Look how they reacted.  your?  "The picture shows a mountain wall with seven caves cut into it. There are people living in them. Every day, various foods and drinks fly out." They flew all the way and landed under the old tree, and were delivered to Xiao Chi's hands.  "As parents, they only give you food, don't teach you anything else, and don't protect you. When you grow up, maybe they will let you fight for them" This time, Laoshu still couldn't finish his words.  , Xiao Chi smiled as before and said: "They gave birth to me and raised me, and I still hate them?  Why?  " "Uh n" "You see you still have a lot of brothers" who are being bullied and ostracized just like you. Don't you want to help them "lead them"?  "The old tree is still unwilling to give up. On the bark of the tree, there are dozens of children who have the same problem as Xiao Chi and walk out of the seven caves. After they are born, they may have ferocious horns, or they may have three heads and six arms, or they may be as stupid as cows" or  There is no human form at all "There is almost a shadow of Xiao Chi in these people." They are the same kind of people as him, brothers and sisters. "Why should you lead them?"  "Xiao Chi stood up slowly." The smile on his face gradually disappeared. The innocence in his voice also dispersed in the wind: "Everyone has his own way. The road is not in the hands of others, but only under his own feet."  " After a long while, the voice of the old tree sounded again, with a kind of powerlessness in it: "In your heart?Is there no hatred?  " "Okay, this is all you have?  " Xiao Chi, no, Chi Tian Demon God waved his hand and said boredly: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, is this all?  "While speaking, Demon God Chi Tian raised his head, with a divine light in his eyes, piercing the shining sun and moon above the thing! "You disappoint me so much.  "!.
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