Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

The days after becoming a demon have been chaotic, like a foggy city that never sees the light of day.

That's actually not difficult - ordinary people are frightened and struggling to survive every day, and Xianmen has to protect the surrounding, eliminate demons and defend the road.

Demons are different. The demons only take care of themselves, and thus gain the upper hand.

Chaos is not enlightened, or the demons who have just entered the Dao need to be startled when they encounter Xianmen disciples, and they are easy to be killed.

Cloud Hacker doesn't need it.

He cultivates very fast, let alone ordinary disciples can't deal with him, even if those Immortal Sect Patriarchs come, I am afraid they will be afraid of him.

He was supposed to be happy and run wild, but he didn't.

He avoided all the immortal gates, for fear that a bit of news about him would reach Xiandu and be heard by the immortal head of Lingtai.

He even made a special trip to the hinterland of the southwest - the former immortal art of avatar was no longer available. He learned many forbidden arts and miscellaneous arts in the southwest, and spent the greatest patience in his life, forming a puppet that was indistinguishable from the gods.

He pinched his face for the puppet and placed it in Chunba City, where the Hua family was located.

There are hundreds of thousands of people in Chunfan City, and the puppet is drowned in the crowd of people in the streets and alleys like rain.

But he still drove the puppet to live an ordinary life day after day, pretending that Yun Hai, who fell back to the world from the fairy world, was living his life in the same way as ordinary people.

After settling everything, Yun Hao went to Guizhou, which is far away from Chunfan City.

There are demons gathered there, it doesn't matter if there is more of him.

It is rumored that there is a great banning technique, which can eliminate everything including emotions and anger. But there are very few who actually practice this kind of forbidden art, because the demons are all lust-conscious, and they enjoy those stimulations and supreme joys.

If they are all banned, what is the difference between them and some boring immortals who enter the Tao with ruthlessness?

But the cloud has fixed it.

Seal his emotions, anger, love and hate, and those things that make him painful will no longer be entangled day and night. He has neither sorrow nor joy, fearless and fearless, no matter whether it is grass, ants, or demons, in his eyes, there is no longer any difference.

What he could never do in Xiandu, he did after he became a demon.

Come to think of it...still unreasonable.

Banning great art is a good thing. He has been a real demon for several years, and he really does his own way, and he really has no fear of life and death.

There was even one time when he was passing by Fushan City and heard the name "Ming Wu Hua Xin".

The only downside of that forbidden technique is self-inflicted damage.

Every few months, there would be one or two days when his muscles and bones were in severe pain.

Those one or two days were a kind of extreme torture. He often felt that his soul was split in two when he was in chaos, crying and laughing, crazy and calm.

Every time he wakes up, he will find that he is covered in injuries, and half of his face is gripped with ghosts because of the pain.

But at that time, he had no sorrow and no joy, and even thought that it was not bad, half pretending to be human, half showing ghosts...

Isn't that what he is, it couldn't be more appropriate.

In those years, even other demons avoided him. I don't know if it's because of that innocent face, or because he really did too many crazy things.

***

Yun Hai thought that he could live like this forever. He can live as long as the people of Xiandu live.

But maybe the way of heaven really can't tolerate him, and there will indeed be retribution for doing more crazy things.

He couldn't remember exactly what happened. I only remember hearing a piece of news that day, saying that a group of demons who had been driven out of Guizhou by him lived in the Valley of Compassion.

When he heard the words "Great Compassion Valley", he just sneered. I didn't even recall the boring past when I was the mountain god of Dabei Valley.

Immediately afterwards, he heard that a group of carts and horses transporting commercial goods from Chunfan City were broken up in the Valley of Compassion, and were divided by the group of demons. There were also some ordinary people who wanted to cross the valley through the protection of the caravan.

One of them looked almost exactly like him, which frightened the demons and almost didn't dare to attack. Later I found out that it just looks alike.

Hearing those words, Yun Hai knew that it was the puppet he had placed in Chunfan City.

The original intention of putting the puppet at the beginning was to deceive someone in Xiandu, and he was a commoner calmly.

Later, after repairing the great ban, he no longer cared about those things, and the puppet was also left behind by him, and he never traced his whereabouts again.

He was stunned for a moment when he heard the rumor, but he still didn't care.

It's just that a puppet died. For him, except for the three days and three nights he spent holding the puppet in vain, there was no loss.

He doesn't care, and no one else cares.

But he heard that the news of the deaths of the people in Dabei Valley was reported to the Xianmen, Huajia, who was in the town of Chunfan City.

It is said that the Hua family has already sent people to go to the Valley of Compassion.

It's hard to tell how Yun Hao was feeling at that moment. His great ban is still there, and there are still several days before the backlash period that occurs every few months. He should be indifferent.

He had a day or two as usual...

But it didn't make it to the third day.

On the second night, he stood on the high cliff of Dabei Valley.

He used to be the mountain god who sheltered here, but everything is safe here, and no one asks for shelter. On the contrary, after he fell back to the human world, the place was no longer peaceful, and the demons were raging.

He has been to many places over the years, but he has not come

Over the valley of sorrow. Now I come back and find that the fairy temple is still there, but the statue is gone.

And on the altar that has been neglected all the year round, there are actually a few freshly burned tribute incense sticks.

He stood outside the empty fairy temple gate, looking at the blue-gray sky for a while, then looking for the smell of demons, he entered the narrow and long valley road.

At that moment, his soul seemed to be divided into two.

Half of them are asking: "Why are you here and what is it with you?"

The other half is answering: "I'm going to take care of those scumbags, and then squeeze a puppet out."

He wanted to get rid of the evil spirits in the valley before the people from the Hua family came, and then put another puppet near the carriage.

He even thought about how many injuries the puppet should get on his body, and how many injuries it was.

The only thing he didn't think about was why he did this.

Let that puppet "Yun Hai" pretend to be immortal, let it get away with a little life, be brought back to Chunfan City by the people of the Hua family, and still be a peaceful commoner...

and then?

Who was that pretending to be for?

Who cares?

It's really a good one without sadness and joy, without love and love.

Yun Hai laughed at himself, put on his black robe, and swept the entire Dabei Valley with a whole body of evil spirit. Those demons were already afraid of him, and when he was in a bad mood, they were even more invincible.

When he went crazy, he couldn't control himself, and at the end, his fingers were shaking slightly in excitement.

The demons were slaughtered, and the corpses of the chariot team were not spared.

They were torn apart by the sky-high evil energy, and those skins were like torn cloth, flying up and down.

It wasn't until the rocks rolled around and smashed the dust that Yun Hai woke up a little from the angry evil spirit.

Just as he was about to restrain himself, he heard the sword qi breaking through the wind, roaring down from nowhere, penetrating the black evil qi that was soaring in the Great Compassion Valley, and heading straight for him!

At that moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body was stiff, as if he had been sunk into a frozen sea for no reason.

He didn't even need to see the sword, he could recognize people just by the sound of the sword.

That is the sword spirit of the clear no Huaxin.

Yun Hai had imagined their reunion many times, and even though he knew that there would be no such day, he couldn't help but think about it.

He thought that he would avoid it, and left early before Huaxin saw him, and disappeared without a trace.

He also thought that he would be calm, just like when he heard the name "Ming Wu Hua Xin" in Fudo Mountain, and then the swords faced each other.

The only thing he never thought was that he would cover half of his face belonging to "Yun Hao", revealing only the ghostly half face, wrapping the immortal who came down from the sky in black evil energy.

He avoided Jianmang and sneered at the other side in a hoarse voice that didn't look like him, "This little one has just lost a few carriages and horses, and a few commoners, why does it attract the immortals to take the sword under the sword? world?"

They are separated by a deep evil spirit, and no one can see each other. But he could feel the unprecedented killing intent under Hua Xin's sword qi, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

For some reason, the killing intent made his heart beat like a drum.

It seems that for so many years, he has been going around in circles, but in fact, this is the day he has been waiting for.

He said one sentence after another, making Hua Xin's sword moves faster and faster, with wanton killing intent. Under the sword intent in the Valley of Great Compassion, the mountains shook and trembled unceasingly.

He saw that Hua Xin made a fatal move, and the tip of the sword stabbed at his heart with a mighty force.

Then... he withdrew all resistance.

When the tip of the sword crossed the heart, the immortal energy exploded along the mouth of the sword and collided with the evil energy all over his body. Under the heavy blow, he was pinned to the ground by the sword.

Hua Xin went down with the sword, and still had a blow in his palm, intending to add another heavy blow when the demon resisted.

When that palm fell, the mountain cracked.

The strong black evil energy was finally washed away, revealing the other half of Yun Hao's face.

...

Lingtai Xianshou's life move, the devil can't stop it, let alone he hasn't blocked it yet. There is only one result - the soul is scattered, and there is no doubt of death.

That was the first time Yun Hai saw Hua Xin with such an expression, and those dark eyes instantly widened and trembled.

He saw his face reflected on the other's pupils, half-human and half-ghost, with blood flowing into a river beneath him.

He could feel his soul being shattered and dispersing rapidly. You can also feel that the evil energy in the sky is no longer bound by the body, and it flows down the valley like a cloud.

He could still feel the always warm hand of the Immortal Head of Lingtai, and at that moment, it was as cold as ice.

"Clouds?"

"Clouds..."

He heard Hua Xin's voice hoarse and soft. I don't know what kind of expression he will show when he calls his name like that. Is it compassion? Or sad?

He was actually really curious, but he had lost sight of it.

His five senses declined, his consciousness was chaotic, and he was about to die.

But at that moment, he had an indescribable pleasure—

You see, this way, you won't forget me.

He smiled at the last moment.

I thought, I'm still such a jerk.

***

The endless darkness mixed with the floating evil energy, and it took a long time for everyone to realize that the questioning stopped until Xiao Fuxuan's sword cries stopped.

People's memories are all fragmentary pictures, and they are even more intertwined in the interrogation. Except for Tiansu Shangxian who is in charge of the punishment and pardon, ordinary people can't make it clear at all.

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We can only glance at the sudden flashes, the high white jade steps when Yun He first ascended to the immortal capital, the mountain of swords and seas of fire when the Twelve Lingtai knelt down and punished, and the one who wore a mask but never appeared in any fairy book. The past spirit king...

That's what Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu saw when they were questioned and brought into the round room.

The reason why they were so impressed by that scene was because the movement of the Spirit King taking the sword made them familiar for a moment, and they always felt that they had seen it before.

After the cross-examination ended, they were still thinking about that scene, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

Until they heard a very light breath coming from the deep hole.

They were startled. Under the curiosity, they got close to Wu Xingxue and stretched their heads to look into the deep cave. Seeing that under the tangle of vines, Yun He, who was wearing a black robe and had been suppressed for hundreds of years, suddenly opened his eyes.

The dark pupils went from scattered to gathered, and the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Wu Xingxue, who was bent over by the deep cave.

At that moment, he stared at Wu Xingxue, his chapped lips moved, and he called out a name subconsciously.

His voice was hoarse, barely making a sound.

But if you distinguish carefully, you can still see that what he confided was two words——

Spirit King.

The immortal who had never appeared before and was given the word "Zhao" by God.

Fang Chu: "…………"

Ning Huaishan: "......"