MTL - Forced To Survive-Chapter 109 To love one person, or to love the world... (1)

Yun Ranran never expected that the Demon Lord in Red would be Wuxuan.

The man sat in the midst of decay, the red clothes were lonely, like an old thing that had been abandoned.

The temperament was completely different from the Wuxuan she knew, even different from Wu Nian, Wu Nian had the resistance and persistence of the heart, but the person upstairs was like a defective product that was completely broken and then barely stuck together.

Yun Ranran was stunned for a long time, with complicated emotions, she couldn't help but look at Qinghe: "Senior brother, is that Wuxuan?"

Qing Heyi had a serious expression on his face, he stared intently, his brows were lightly drawn together, and it took a long time before he showed a sudden expression.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Yun Ranran: "It's Wuxuan."

Yun Ranran didn't know whether to be surprised or heavy, and asked, "He's not dead?"

Qing He was silent for a while, and said calmly: "No, he is dead."

Yun Ranran looked at him suspiciously.

Qing He paused, as if he was thinking about what kind of expression he should use, he put away his indifferent smile to make himself look less gloating.

"I just took a closer look and found out."

"You have seen Wuxuan's previous lives, each of which was trapped, Wuwei is the first one, right?"

Yun Ranran nodded.

Qing He said: "Actually not."

He raised his finger to the person on the tall building: "That is the first trapped past life, that is, the first life, Wuxuan."

Yun Ranran became more and more confused.

"Wuxuan first went down the mountain and was trapped in the city of exile for some reason. He couldn't get out of the trap, so he rescued himself. Nirvana was reborn as Wuwei, but Wuwei died, and Nirvana again became Wuwang. After that, he was Wuwen and Wuxian."

"It's a pity that everyone didn't die well. He was unable to be reborn, and he was worried. After death, he became obsessed. He searched for the previous life with you, and finally thought he was liberated, and collapsed in the world."

"But only the first life is still trapped, and no one knows."

Qinghe stopped and looked at Wuxuan on the tall building: "This is it, Wuxuan's first life."

Yun Ranran looked up and asked, "Then this Wuxuan, is he a human or a ghost?"

Qing He said: "Only after death can Nirvana be born. Naturally, it is a ghost, just like everyone you meet."

Yun Ranran was taken aback, saddened suddenly, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

So, Wuxuan is still dead?

Qing He said cruelly: "Dead."

Xiao Qi pushed Qing He away, and said calmly: "Don't be sad, people cannot be resurrected after death."

Yun Ranran was even more sad, she waited for a moment before saying: "Since this is the case, no matter what, we must get the first life of Wuxuan out of trouble, we can't let him fall into a ghost, at least we must fulfill his last wish."

Qing He said, "I'm afraid it's not that easy."

Looking at the battle in front of him, Yun Ranran naturally knew what Qing He meant.

Everything in the city of exile is unclear, and there are things that destroy the world such as the Nether Flower and the Canglan Sword. No matter how you look at it, the Red Demon Lord has something to do with it, and he is the target of public criticism. For reasonable reasons, she is absolutely unable to help Wuxuan get out of trouble.

But if that person is Wuxuan, he must not be what everyone sees, there must be something hidden in it.

She dragged Cheng Yin to her body, pointed to Wuxuan in red in the distance, and asked, "You said earlier that someone imprisoned you, was it him?"

The moment Chengyin saw Wuxuan clearly, his expression became agitated: "It was him, the one who killed my parents."

"Not only that, he also often haunts the Broken Sword Barrier, absorbing the spiritual power of those Broken Swords."

"My parents once told me that it was he who brought us to the city of exile and said he would save us, but in the end it was for his own selfish desires."

What Cheng Yin said didn't seem to be fake, Yun Ranran's brows were furrowed, what was the secret behind it.

At this moment, the disciples of the Twelve Schools in front suddenly exclaimed. Yun Ranran turned his head to look, and saw a barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.

The barrier was between the tall building and everyone, preventing everyone from moving forward.

Yun Ranran saw that Chang Sheng was talking to Luo Yu, and looked up at Wuxuan in red from time to time during the conversation, the two of them were surrounded by the elders and leaders of the twelve sects.

Yun Ranran's eyes sank, this is too bad.

If Chengyin knows, Changsheng must know, if Changsheng tells the twelve sects everything Chengyin said, then Wuxuan will die.

She has been with Wuxuan for so long, she knows his character, but those people know this, not necessarily.

She was still anxious when she heard an exclamation: "Isn't that the son of Wuxuan Buddha?"

She looked sideways, and the person who exclaimed was Luo Yu, with a serious expression on her face: "How could the red-clothed Demon Lord be a disciple of Wuxuan Buddha? Seniors, have you seen it?"

Shi Ling of the Artifact Sect said: "It is indeed Wuxuan's son, how could the Buddha's son be here? Could it be that Wuxuan controlled the city of exile?"

Gui Wu of Xiaoyaozong said: "Didn't you listen to the host of the Nether Flower? They were brought to the city of exile by Wuxuan and confined here."

Shi Ling fearfully said: "Wuxuan has a high level of cultivation, and after absorbing so many Nether Flowers and Canglan Sword, his strength may be even more terrifying than Cang Jue back then. How should we deal with it?"

Gui Wu said: "Not necessarily, I think Wuxuan's state is not right, he seems to have lost his mind, and now his sanity is probably in disorder, it is not impossible to take him down with the strength of our twelve sects."

Shi Ling asked: "Why is this so?"

Gui Wu said: "Perhaps it is unable to withstand the domineering spiritual power of Nether Flower and Canglan Sword. Humans have limits. If you act against the sky, you will eventually destroy yourself."

Qin Chuchu of Tianxiangzong blinked her beautiful eyes: "I have met Wuxuan Buddha, he is open-minded and transparent, how could he come to this step."

Gui Wu sneered and said, "Knowing people, knowing their faces, but not their hearts, are there still few decent people in this world?"

"On the surface, he is merciful to save the world, but secretly he is ambitious, trying to soar against the sky. Didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

Qin Chuchu said: "But if it is Wuxuan Buddha, it is somewhat unbelievable."

Everyone looked at the ruins through the barrier, each with complicated expressions.

Luo Yu said: "Seniors, now that the facts are in front of us, we can't help but not believe it. The city of exile is so dangerous, and Wuxuan is also unstable. If we leave it alone, the world of comprehension will be devastated. We have no choice."

What she said was just and impeccable.

Elder Jinyuan looked at Wuxuan from a distance, he had seen this little monk before, he was the first to come down the mountain at that time, he was warm-blooded, loyal, and soft-hearted, he also had a good impression of the little monk, at that time he made a fortune for the little monk Hexagram, the little monk is good in everything, but his obsession is too deep.

He sighed and said softly: "Form formation, break barrier."

The people of the twelve sects were ordered to condense their spirit swords one after another, and began to break the barrier.

Yun Ranran was uneasy, if the barrier was really broken, would Wuxuan still have a chance to defend himself? He looked out of his mind at the moment, and he might be so irritated that he could no longer speak clearly.

At the moment when countless sword lights hit the barrier, within the barrier, the man on the tall building suddenly turned his gaze.

He sat quietly on the eaves, tilting his head slightly, and the huge full moon hung behind him.

Seeing his thin lips purse, there was a bang in the enchantment, the soil and gravel under his feet rolled and cracked, and red coquettish flowers grew rapidly from it, and grew into shape in an instant, covering the ruins.

The chaotic sword sounds resounded sharply, shaking people's minds dizzy, and the strong wind swept across, shaking everything to the point of collapse.

Seeing hundreds of broken swords exuding terrifying power floating up into the air, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the crowd, and the crazy killing intent contained in the tip of the sword made people tremble with fear.

Luo Yu barely stood up straight in the strong wind, and screamed: "So many Nether Flowers and Canglan Sword?"

Everyone was horrified, fearful but could not help being greedy, so many Nether Flowers and Canglan Sword, if absorbed...

Luo Yu said again: "What is Wuxuan trying to do? Kill us?"

Qing Yun stood in front of her and opened the protective barrier: "That depends on whether he can do it. Here are monks from the Twelve Sects. What's more, since Elder Jin Yuan has calculated the doomsday disaster, he is naturally prepared."

Ghost Wu said solemnly: "If he is allowed to absorb the spiritual power of Nether Flower and Canglan Sword again, we are afraid that we will not be opponents, so we should break through without delay."

Everyone didn't dare to delay, and immediately stepped up the speed of breaking the formation.

Yun Ranran was a little dazed looking at those red Nether Flowers.

Now that the twelve sects have surrounded the ruins, it seems that the barrier will not last long before it will be broken, so what about Wuxuan? What is he thinking?

At this moment, the jade pendant suddenly became slightly hot, and she took it out to have a look, and found that there were a few more lines of writing on it.

[Please receive the reward—Guidance from Wuxuan]

Wuxuan's guidance? What's this? She suddenly remembered that when Ghost City obtained the memory fragments of Wu Nian, Yupei reminded her to go to the city of exile to receive the reward. Could this be the reward at that time?

But what is this?

Just as she was wondering, she suddenly felt something. She walked towards the barrier involuntarily, circled to the side, avoided most of the people, and got into the barrier without anyone noticing.

As if passing through a layer of water mist, he got in easily, and Yun Ranran himself was startled.

She didn't dare to go to the center, for fear that others would see it, so she simply took out a concealment talisman and stuck it on her body, then walked around the corner to the tall building, deliberately choosing after the ruins.

People from the outside were all focused on the barrier, and it was as if no one had noticed her.

Yun Ranran stepped on the broken stones, walked around those coquettish Nether Flowers, and carefully avoided the Canglan Broken Sword.

Probably Wuxuan's guidance concealed her figure, those Canglan Broken Swords were clearly murderous, but they didn't notice her aura at all, so she finally approached the tall building step by step.

She looked up, but it was a pity that the eaves blocked her view, she no longer hesitated, and went straight into the tall building.

The building was dilapidated, covered with dust everywhere, and when one stepped on it, there was a "creaking" sound everywhere. Yun Ranran frowned, looking at the crumbling wooden stairs, and stepped up lightly.

Going up this step, the wooden stairs were overwhelmed, and there was a sound of cracking. Yun Ranran immediately jumped up and onto the railing on the second floor. The railing shattered in response, and she immediately fell to the ground and went up from the inside.

Step by step like this, she finally reached the highest point, Wuxuan was just above the roof ridge.

Standing in the decaying darkness, she took a deep breath, then jumped up to the roof lightly, her toes landed on the tiles, making a slight sound.

Wuxuan was sitting not far away in a red dress. He looked into the distance with a slightly confused expression, and he didn't even hear the sound.

Yun Ranran turned to the back of the roof, approaching Wuxuan like a cat.

She approached Wuxuan little by little, and the red figure was getting closer and closer to her. After a while, she was already standing behind him. Just when she was about to reach out to touch him, the man suddenly turned around Face.

It was exactly the same face as Wuxuan, and he looked at her with confused eyes, full of hostility.

She was startled, her eyes were red, and she couldn't speak.

Wuxuan looked at her indifferently, spread his fingertips, and a magic sword lingering with black and red evil spirit suddenly took shape, and when he pressed his eyes, the magic sword made a buzzing sound, and flew towards the opposite girl like lightning. To stab.

Yun Ranran was still in a daze, and the life and death crisis enveloped her for a moment, but she did not dodge or evade, and she didn't care at all. When the magic sword was approaching her chest, she suddenly rushed towards Wuxuan.

The person on the opposite side frowned, and before he could react, he was thrown into his arms by the girl.

And the magic sword collapsed the moment it touched her.

His thoughts were obviously chaotic and he just wanted to destroy everything in front of him, but this girl threw himself into his arms, and he was helpless except for being at a loss.

Not knowing what to do for a while, she was stunned for a moment, and her hands involuntarily hugged her back.

The girl was crying in his arms until she couldn't make a sound, calling "Wuxuan" repeatedly.

But why? Why is she more sad than him? Why grieve for a man like him?

After Yun Ranran hugged her tightly, she didn't want to let go at all.

Wuxuan disappeared in front of her without warning before, she couldn't accept it, seeing it again, the sadness in her heart couldn't be erased, when she thought that this person in front of her was also a ghost, it would dissipate when she got out of the predicament, the whole thing was not good, The pain is unbearable.

Yun Ranran cried for a while, and knew that the situation was urgent, so she couldn't help being willful, she wiped away her tears, got up from Wuxuan's arms, choked up and said: "Wuxuan, I know this has nothing to do with you, you must have been framed, But now it’s not clear, let’s go first, leave here first.”

Wuxuan looked at her quietly.

Yun Ranran thought that his condition was unstable at the moment, so he coaxed: "I know you don't understand what's going on now, no matter, go with me first, we have a long-term plan, we can't stay here anyway."

Wuxuan still didn't move, Yun Ranran got anxious and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull him away.

The man looked at her, his eyes gradually turned from confusion to clarity, he looked down at her holding his hand, and said softly: "It's me."

Yun Ranran froze, her whole body froze, she turned and stared at him: "What did you say?"

Wuxuan said calmly: "It's me, I caused all this."

Yun Ranran's eyes got wet, and he gritted his teeth: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not you, your thoughts are confused now, and you don't know anything..."

The full moon bloomed behind him, the wind swept through the chaos, and there were countless exploding sword lights in the distance.

There are ruins all over the ground, ghost flowers are swaying, and the broken sword makes a sound like crying.

Wuxuan turned his gaze, red and black were reflected in his pupils.

"I know, I can't be more clear, all this is caused by me."

He closed his eyes and opened them again, the peace completely collapsed, covered by chaos and tearing.

"I am a sinner."

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[Wuxuan, you are too soft-hearted, why save this kind of person? 】

[Wuxuan, the world is suffering, how many people can you save? 】

【Wuxuan, if you want to become a god, you have to make a choice. Do you love one person, or do you love the world? 】

[You don't choose? You want it? It's ridiculous, it's impossible. 】

[Do you want to make a bet with me? I bet you... forever. 】

He woke up from the nightmare and had this dream again. He didn't know who the speaker was, but they always appeared vaguely in his dream and said something specious to him.

But these words did not affect his mind. At the age of eight, he packed his bags, bid farewell to his master, and went down the mountain into the world of mortals.

The master looked at him worriedly, Wuxuan, you are too soft-hearted, you will have to suffer a lot.

He thought, in this world, who doesn't suffer?

When leaving, the master's eyes were red, Wuxuan, you must come back.

He felt that the master must be getting old and sentimental. He just went down the mountain to practice, so how could he not come back.

Later, he went to many places and met many people. The most impressive thing was that he met a boy of similar age when he was passing through Xiaoyaotian.

The little boy was clean-eyed and very pretty. He was wearing a black collar and was locked in a cage made of dark iron. Several monks guarded him, all of whom were very advanced.

They stayed in a teahouse, the monks went in to rest, and the iron cage was placed outside the teahouse.

With his luggage on his back, he walked towards the boy involuntarily.

The boy sat cross-legged in the iron cage and smiled at him as he looked over.

He moved closer.

The boy said in surprise, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

He shook his head: "Not afraid."

The boy was a little happy, and the corners of his lips raised.

He asked, "Where are you going?"

The boy said: "Baicao Village."

He asked again, "What are you doing there?"

The boy turned his head and looked softly: "I don't know, but if I behave better, they should like me."

He didn't understand, and the boy asked him again, "Where are you going?"

He said, "Travel around."

The boy asked, "Then will you come back?"

He said: "Yes, I want to help the world and save people, and I will come back when I finish."

The two looked at each other for a while, then both laughed.

He looked at the boy's chapped lips, and handed him the gourd he had filled with water.

The boy hesitated, then reached out to take it.

Later, they separated and went on their own journeys, and never saw each other again.

He traveled around like this, and the whispers in the dream appeared from time to time. He guessed that this might be an advanced sound transmission technique, but he didn't know who the caster was, and he didn't know why he kept pestering him.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped worrying, until one day, he went to a barren place and picked up a broken person.

That place was desolate, and there was a huge pit on the ground. It seemed that there was a city, but it was uprooted in the end, and the broken person lost his vitality like a rag.

He was a half-grown boy, his limbs were severed, his viscera were damaged, and he could not be broken anymore, but there was always a kind of tyrannical repairing power in his body. After a little inspection, it turned out to be a kind of tenacious sword energy.

It's like a sword that can't stand its own breakage and is desperately repairing it.

This young man is really strange, he took him to a nearby cave and took good care of him, he found medicinal herbs and food, healed his wounds, fed him medicine, he was unconscious all the time, but his vitality never stopped.

After more than a month like this, the young man's muscles and bones gradually recovered. One day when he was feeding the medicine, the young man suddenly grabbed his wrist, opened his eyes vaguely, and asked confusedly, "Who are you?"

He replied: "No Xuan."

The boy was confused for a moment, and said: "Don't save me."

He didn't understand: "Why?"

The boy let go of his hand in a slump: "I can't live on."

The hand that fed the young man rested on his lips, and he smiled back: "Really?"

The boy said painfully: "Yes, I can't live, and I don't want to live anymore."

He still asked, "Really?"

The young man was slightly annoyed: "Yes, why don't you believe it..."

He laughed: "Because you have been in a coma for so many days and talked a lot in your dreams."

"The most common sentence is..."

"I want to become the strongest sword fairy in the world."

The young man froze, his eyes widened in an instant.

He stuffed the bamboo tube containing water into the boy's mouth and smiled: "Drink."

The young man hugged the bamboo tube into his arms, lowered his eyes and said nothing, and said after a long time, "I don't know if there will be such a day."

He said: "If you don't try it, how will you know?"

The young man drank all the water in the bamboo tube, looked at him suddenly, and asked, "What about you? What do you want to do?"

He said: "Save the world and save the people."

The boy said: "Your one is even more outrageous than mine."

He looked at the bruised face of the young man: "I hope that when we meet next time, our dreams will come true."

The young man shook his head and said with a smile, "I hope we will be alive next time we meet."

He was startled, then smiled: "Okay."

A few days later, he bid farewell to the young man. The young man was sometimes chaotic and sometimes clear. Later, even he couldn't remember it, and he staggered on the way forward.

He also moved forward again, but this time, he felt uneasy.

In fact, in the boy's sleep talk, he heard not only his dream, but also many things about Canglan Sword and Nether Flower.

This was more terrifying than anything he had encountered before, the young man was in a daze, and he would probably forget all of these things soon, and the only person who knew about it was himself.

Since then, he began to pay attention to everything about the Nether Flower and the Canglan Sword. At first he thought that the Nether Flower was just because of the special physique of the people in Lingshui Town, but then he gradually discovered that it was not as simple as he thought. Someone did it on purpose.

This discovery made him inexplicably horrified. He learned from the young man that people in Lingshui Town would grow Nether Flowers after death. This is already a mature Nether Flower. There must be parasites who have tried several times but failed.

For every winner, there will be countless losers.

Where are these failed parasites now? How will they be treated?

He traced all the way, and finally found the failed parasite in Fengming Town. At that time, Fengming Town was located in a remote place with few villagers, so it was a good place for experiments. No matter which direction you leave, you will eventually return to Fengming Town, and the villagers are used to staying in the village.

When he arrived, someone died suddenly, and a strange Nether Flower grew on his body, but the flower was withered and decayed, and it did not contain huge spiritual power as the young man said, it was just an ordinary flower.

This is probably a failed recipient, and Fengming Town is the experimental field for cultivating Nether Flowers.

The losers can't bear the parasitism of the Nether Flower, and will be sucked dry by the Nether Flower and die suddenly. The successful ones can live with the Nether Flower until the Nether Flower matures and become a mobile medicine box for the caster.

From what he saw in Fengming Town, successful people are rare, and the new graves in the back mountain are piled up with corpses of losers.

Nether flowers are such heaven-defying things. The caster should not have many flower seeds, otherwise the cultivation world would have been messed up. Now that he knows the truth, he can't let it go.

But he encountered a difficulty. He couldn't keep these people in Fengming Town, but he couldn't take them with him either. He couldn't protect so many people at the same time, let alone find a way to get rid of the flower seeds from their bodies.

He remembered the Lingshui Town that the boy had mentioned, but the place where he saved the boy was empty. Where did Lingshui Town go? He thought of the taboo spell, exile, and Lingshui Town should have disappeared under such a spell. He was already proficient in spells. If he could take this group of people away, get rid of the flower seeds and send them back, it would be a sight to behold. This round.

People in the village were tortured, begged for relief, obeyed him, and expressed their willingness to go with him.

He took everyone out of Fengming Town and moved to an abandoned city not far away, preparing to banish the spells. During the process, he remembered the sword intent hidden in the young man, so he went to the sword mound of Taihuazong. Accidentally discovered the recipient of Canglan Sword.

The spirit sword was smeared with blood, and the soul struggling in pain could be seen faintly, so he simply brought back all the Canglan swords in the sword mound.

The irony is that there are countless spiritual swords in the Sword Tomb of the Taihua School, and most of the recipients of the Canglan Sword are fragmented. Tai Huazong didn't notice the broken sword.

On the day when the technique was ready, he settled the soulless Canglan Broken Sword and the living Netherflower Parasite, and began to make formulas and chant spells.

There was a rumbling sound from the city below, and everything was crumbling.

He didn't know what would happen this time, and he didn't know when he could come back, but he knew that if these people stayed here, the ending would probably be more painful than death.

Later, he successfully performed the forbidden technique and brought everyone into the space gap.

He separated the city with a barrier, separated the people of Fengming Town from Canglan Duanjian, and lived in the center of the city himself, and began to study day and night how to get rid of the flower seeds and how to free the souls in Canglan Duanjian.

In order to prevent the sudden death of the Nether Flower parasite loser, he can only find a way to make the Nether Flower in the parasite's body mature and transform into a successful one.

The same is true for the Canglan Broken Sword. If you want to strip the trapped soul, you need that soul to become stronger, but the stronger the soul, the stronger the power of the Broken Sword.

But if he wanted to save people, he had no choice but to take risks.

The voice that haunted him that day reappeared in his dream.

[Wuxuan, you put so many Nether Flowers and Canglan Broken Sword together, have you ever thought about the consequences? 】

[Once you get out of control, once someone has evil thoughts, what do you do? 】

He replied: "I thought about it, I can control it."

【Can you really do it? 】

That voice was full of sarcasm.

【Wuxuan, I have already said that you are too soft-hearted. If you want to save everyone, you will not be able to save everyone. 】

【Or, have you ever thought about...】

[Eating Nether Flower and Canglan Broken Sword, is there anyone in this world that you can't save? 】

He was taken aback.

[Saving who is not saving? There are only a few people here, and it is extremely difficult to rescue. If you save them, you will die. It also consumes time and energy. There are so many people suffering in the world. If you become stronger, wouldn't it be better? 】

[Wuxuan, love one person, or love the world? 】

He shook his head, trying to get rid of the voice, but the voice lingered, with a terrifying smile that knew everything.

He woke up from the nightmare, covered in sweat, and covered his eyes in the dark, feeling unbearable pain.

Everything is moving towards the crazy unknown. With the strength of his soul, Canglan Duanjian's hostility becomes more and more serious. Sometimes he dare not step into that area.

As for the Nether Flower, something happened that made him powerless. It turned out that the Nether Flower had a crazy reproductive instinct because of its scarcity. Just as he was retreating, many people in Fengming Town became pregnant.

When he saw Cheng Zhi, the young man was holding his beloved girl and crying very sadly. The future was uncertain. He didn't want the child to suffer, but he couldn't bear to part with his own flesh and blood.

He was a little helpless, and he couldn't say such cruel words not to be born, so he could only persuade her to take good care of her, and I will figure out a way.

That day when he was sitting on the high ridge, his eyes were red silently.

After that, he retreated more times. Under his conditioning, although everyone has not escaped from the pain, they will not die suddenly, at least they can live normally.

Two years later, Chengzhi's daughter was born, her name is Chengyin, she is very cute.

Cheng Zhi came to him and said that he was willing to cooperate with him in the experiment. He could try various methods on him. He asked him if he was not afraid? Cheng Zhi said, I'm afraid, but I don't want Cheng Yin to suffer from this in the future. If I succeed, the children won't have to suffer from this.

He was quite moved, and then Cheng Zhi's daughter-in-law Liu Er also came, and the two of them were the first to cooperate with him, and everyone knew what this meant.

Time passed day by day like this, Cheng Zhi and Liu Er endured a lot of pain, but they still couldn't get rid of the flower seeds. On this day, when the two came to the center of the city again, the city of exile suddenly shook like a It was pulled down by something.

He dropped the herbs in his hand and quickly jumped up to the ridge of the roof. Only then did he see that the city of exile had escaped from the original space gap and was being pulled down by an unknown force. He tried to control the exile technique, but he still couldn't resist the blast Pulling force.

He frowned, where would this fall? Comprehension Continent? After these days, Canglan Broken Sword is no longer what it used to be, with all kinds of evil spirits lingering, the soul is strong, and the Nether Flower is also under nursing care, almost all of them are mature.

If such an exiled city falls to the cultivation continent, it will be a catastrophe.

He didn't dare to think about it, so he had to go back to the tall building, the place closest to the center of the city, sit cross-legged in meditation, and began to try to use the exile technique to resist the pulling force.

Just when it was blurred, that voice sounded in my mind again.

[Wuxuan, have you thought about it yet? 】

[Isn't now the best time? The fall of the Exiled City, the Nether Flower and the Canglan Sword fall into the hands of the wicked, and you know what disaster it will bring to the cultivation world, right? 】

[In order to prevent such a tragedy, wouldn't it be better for you to eat? 】

[This is just the best solution out of desperation, you don't have to feel guilty. 】

[Isn't everything solved in this way? You will be stronger than ever and become the **** of the world, and you can easily save anyone. 】

He yelled, you shut up.

【Scared? shaken? 】

There was a smile in that voice.

[No one knows about this, aren't you tempted? 】

You shut up, I never thought so.

【It is because you have never thought about it that way that you are weak and incompetent. 】

[Wuxuan, if you make a bet with me, I bet you can't save anyone, I bet you... forever]

The city of exile suddenly made a violent explosion sound, which was because it hit something.

He couldn't go out to check, he put all his attention on the technique of exile, which drained all his spiritual power, and the city of exile made a loud noise under the pull of two forces.

The buildings in the city collapsed and dust was flying everywhere.

Canglan Broken Sword has already started attacking the barrier that traps them like crazy, while the parasites of Nether Flower hid underground.

If this goes on, it's all over.

Just when he was exhausted, Cheng Zhi and Liu Er rushed in, they looked at his pale face in panic, and understood everything in the confusion.

Afterwards, he got two Nether Flowers, and the lovely young couple fell in a pool of blood right in front of him.

What they said before committing suicide was not to save our daughter, nor was it that you must protect everyone.

What they said was, Wuxuan, you suffered.

He looked at the two swaying Nether Flowers, tears could not stop falling down.

He seems to do a lot of things, and it seems that he does nothing.

He absorbed part of the spiritual power of the two Nether Flowers, and finally brought the Exiled City back to the gap, but all this caused him great pain. Chengyin lost his parents, and he tried his best to keep the two Nether Flowers intact. , gave the flowers to Cheng Yin.

The city of exile has returned to its former madness and calm.

When he packed up his mood and planned to continue his research, he suddenly discovered something was wrong with his body.

He sensed that a part of himself was missing.

Both the spiritual power and the soul were missing. He checked carefully and found that there was something wrong with his kung fu.

The voice appeared again.

[Wuxuan, I did you a little favor. 】

what have you done?

[Your Bodhi Temple's reincarnation technique will allow people to be reborn after death in Nirvana, but the reborn person has no memory of the previous life. If the reborn person can find the remnant soul of the first life, he will be able to find the lost past, and his skill will be great rise.

【I just reborn a part of you on the Comprehension Continent. 】

[Now that you have lost a part, you will naturally become weak, but if you can find the reborn part here, your skill will increase greatly, and then it will be easy to solve the problem here. 】

[I let you be reborn from nirvana while you were alive, so I did you a favor, right? 】

[You were unable to solve the problem of the city of exile, and you refused to drink the Nether Flower and the Canglan Sword. I don’t know how much time it took to do it. Now I have found a way out for you, as long as your rebirth can reach the city of exile , you can save them without dying, isn’t it great? 】

He couldn't speak, but the uneasiness and fear in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

[Why, you are too happy to speak? 】

[Of course, if your reborn offspring dies on the road, I will be a good person to the end and continue to let a part of you be reborn on the Comprehension Continent. I will give you another chance until you cannot be reborn. 】

[Among them, as long as your descendants successfully reach the city of exile once, everyone can be saved. 】

[How is it, isn't it very simple? 】

[Wuxuan, it only takes one time, can you do it? 】

He clutched his chest, delirious from the pain.

【By the way, if you can't be reborn, you will really die. After all, a person can't live if he loses everything. 】

[If your last rebirth cannot reach here, you will die. 】

[This exiled city will become a thing without an owner, and it will become a catastrophe for the entire cultivation world, and everyone will be swept away by this disaster. 】

【Do you understand? 】

[Wuxuan, how do you choose? 】

[Love one person, or love the world? 】

The voice disappeared.

He sat on the ridge, at a loss for the first time.

He covered his eyes in pain, the pain that tore his soul overwhelmed him.

A few years later, a huge gap suddenly appeared in his body, and blood gushed out frantically, staining his clothes.

He knew that his first reborn offspring died.

He lost that part forever.

At that time, Cheng Yin was looking at him with a pair of **** eyes.

Brother Wuxuan, will we be saved?

He couldn't speak, he couldn't answer, he held Chengyin into his arms tremblingly, tears fell into her black hair.

He heard his trembling and choked voice, full of the weeping of the powerless.

Sorry, brother is useless.

A few days later, the city of exile was pulled by an invisible force and crashed into the comprehension continent, and he lost his second self.

He is getting weaker day by day, he has no other way, he has gradually lost control of Canglan Duanjian.

Immediately afterwards, he lost his third self.

Later, he lost the last of himself.

His body was invisible, his soul was torn apart, he completely turned into a ghost, and fell into deep self-blame and pain.

He became confused and mad.

In order to maintain the enchantment, he began to **** the Canglan Broken Sword, which had dissipated his soul, and he became full of evil spirits.

Everyone started to fear him, and he didn't know when the days like this would end.

[Wuxuan, you are always so indecisive, if you give up those villagers, Gao Zhuo, Jiang Yan, and that