long night walk

Chapter 1612: Breaking Incense with a Sword

"Fall into the hole?"

Everyone was stunned and couldn't react to what Bailian meant.

Whose well are you trying to fall into, and whose stone are you trying to throw at me?

Nu Fan frowned and was about to speak, but she saw Bailian raised his hand holding the broken sword casually and naturally.

Just when she had not yet realized what he was going to do, Bailian swung his arm, and the sword suddenly flew out, carrying with it amazing demonic power. For a moment, the broken sword, whose spiritual energy had completely dissipated, looked like a huge monster waking up from the Waking of Insects.

It was completely different from the murderous look on his face when he just wiped the blood off the sword with his fingers!

Nu Fan shuddered, thinking that the sword was targeting her, but the broken sword passed by her in the air and failed to hurt her at all.

But even so, the sword wind that passed by her was like a heavy mountain pressing down on her, causing her skin and bones to ache.

The sword that seemed to be swung casually actually contained such violent and domineering power.

"Puff" a strange sound was heard.

That was the dull sound of the Qi Hai Dan Tian being pierced.

At the point of life and death, Lord Jin suddenly felt a strong desire to survive. His eyes widened and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands. The sword that had always been in harmony with his mind was extremely strange and cold at this moment.

The broken sword pierced through his abdomen with an unstoppable force, but the force that burst out in an instant made it impossible for him to resist. The piercing force pushed his body backwards uncontrollably for dozens of miles, and finally it flew heavily and crashed into a mountain before it barely stopped.

The huge mountain was shaking, and large clumps of ice and snow were falling down.

Jin Fujun held onto the hilt of the sword in an attempt to counteract the force of the sword, but his hands were powerless and continued to bleed.

His mind went blank and his thoughts worked rigidly for a long time before he realized what had happened.

"Ah ah ah ah ah------"

Lord Jin collapsed towards him out of extreme despair and fear, his face became hideous and terrifying, he roared hysterically, layers of horrible red bloodshot gradually appeared in his eyes, and the bulging and thick blue veins in his neck throbbed rapidly because of anger.

Everyone was stunned with shock. Seeing this tragic scene, they closed their eyes involuntarily, unable to bear to watch any longer.

In this world, for demons, immortals, humans, and monsters, the most important thing for any practitioner is the Qi Sea and Dantian. Anyone who practices the Immortal Way to a higher level can have their spiritual roots separated from the heart and hidden in the Qi Sea and Dantian, so that they can circulate the Qi better and enhance their spiritual power.

This sword was so vicious that it directly destroyed all his cultivation.

However, everyone knew that what could cause Lord Jin to collapse in such despair was not the disappearance of his own hundred years of cultivation.

Lord Jin Fu is the youngest Golden Immortal throughout the ages. His great cultivation was paved for him by millions of his fellow tribesmen, immortals, and relatives who paved the way for him with their blood and bones.

This sword not only destroyed his cultivation, but also the only hope of the Changsheng clan in his life.

Lord Jin asked himself if he had been rebellious in this life, but he was proud that he would carry forward the Changsheng lineage for the rest of his life and make a name for himself. The path he wanted in this life was to be a unique one that would dominate future generations for eternity.

However, all this has just begun, but now, all the high spirits and ambitions in his heart have become empty talk.

This makes people...how can they not feel despair.

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you, you evil demon!!!"

The severe pain running through his body could not suppress the hatred and anger that was surging in his heart. Jin Fujun's pupils kept dilating, his eye sockets were red as if they were oozing blood, and he stared at Bailian, wishing he could tear out his tendons and peel off his bones.

Baili An agreed with this and said calmly, "Since ancient times, immortals and demons cannot coexist. It is normal for you to want to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism. However, the Changsheng lineage received great kindness from the Kunlun God Lord 700,000 years ago. I think Emperor Changsheng must have been grateful for all these years.

How come the Great Emperor Changsheng didn't tell you about this when he used all his clan's strength to pass on his skills to you? Today, you are the first immortal to draw your sword against the Lord of Kunlun."

All the immortals were stunned, filled with doubt and confusion.

Emperor Changsheng had received great favor from the Empress? How come I have never heard of this? With a distorted face and being nailed to the sword, Lord Jin froze in his struggle. His bloodshot eyes looked at Bailian in disbelief, as if he couldn't understand why he knew this.

Seven hundred thousand years ago, the Changsheng lineage had not yet risen, and his grandfather was just an unknown white immortal at that time. He was once affiliated with and served in the cave of the then famous Golden Immortal Moyang Zhenren.

Speaking of it, the mentality and experience of Taoist Mo Yang are quite similar to those of Golden Immortal Feng Xu. Although he is a true immortal, in order to pursue the forbidden power of immortality, he practices evil arts in secret and offers soul sacrifices to the guest subordinates in the cave.

When his time was up, his grandfather's immortal body naturally became the object of possession for the immortal Mo Yang.

In fact, Bai Xian had no power to fight back against a figure of Jin Xian's level. He could only be slaughtered, and the process of taking over his body was naturally unhindered.

The body is occupied by people, and the soul is eaten by people as food.

Others were unaware of the strange cause and effect, and could not tell that he was possessed by someone else. They just thought he was still the ordinary Bai Xian Changsheng.

Just when the soul fire and heart lamp were about to go out in the desperate darkness, it was the Empress's Dharma eyes that saw through the truth and falsehood, and with a wave of her hand, she captured the soul of the evil immortal and left a seed of Tao in Changsheng's body. With the help of this seed of Tao, he fell into a thousand years of sleep, and was able to nourish and restore his soul completely. After that, the catastrophe began to change, and he achieved the way of Tongtian Emperor.

Changsheng was grateful to the Empress in his heart, not just for saving his life and giving him the Dao Fruit.

But there are rules in the fairy world that if a person's body is possessed by an evil cultivator, his or her heart will be polluted, and it will be difficult to restore the soul. It will be difficult to distinguish between self and others, and one will be controlled by the inner demons of the cultivator. If one is not careful, one will fall into the evil path and there will be no recovery.

Therefore, in the fairy world, even if you have never done bad things or suffered bad consequences in your life, if you are unlucky enough to be possessed by an old monster from the fairy clan with evil intentions, you will have to live in the suspicion and prejudice of his people for the rest of your life and it will be difficult for you to be valued.

However, apart from those who offered soul sacrifices to the deceased and Chang Sheng himself, no one else knew about the fact that the Golden Immortal Mo Yang had transformed into an evil being and possessed another's body.

This saved his future and left hope and light in his monastic career.

Changsheng could deeply feel that the Queen was not a gentle god, but she always acted in the most stable, reliable and reassuring way.

This did not affect his gratitude to the Empress at all.

However, the Lord of Kunlun is immortal and powerful, his figure is like an insurmountable mountain or sea. Even though Changsheng wants to repay him, he has never had the chance.

Until the family change, when he was dying, he told the greatest secret and regret in his heart to Lord Jin, and solemnly instructed him that if one day, the queen was in danger, everyone in the world would let her down, but his Changsheng lineage would never let her down.

Even if I have to give up the inheritance of this family and cut off the incense, as long as there is a chance, I must repay the king's kindness with my life. I must not hesitate or regret it.

Such a secret is unknown to others, not even to the world.

Maybe even the queen has forgotten what she did in the past and how she had once done a favor for the Changsheng clan.

If it weren't for Bailian, who had integrated the memories of two lives, he wouldn't have known how hateful and excessive it was for this kid to be the first among all living beings to draw his sword against the Queen.

Lord Jin felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head; his boiling thoughts instantly cooled down. He didn't even dare to look at the eyes of his other immortal colleagues.

Even though they knew that these monks would never believe the words of a demon.

But Bailian's words made the regretful expression on his grandfather's face when he passed away, which was about his grandfather's sincere teachings, become more vivid in his mind and pierced his heart.

He murmured, subconsciously retorting: "No... not this..."

"You want to say it's not like that?" The faint night light penetrated the silver mask and fell into the pair of ice-blue eyes under the mask.

Baili An looked at Jin Fujun calmly and said calmly, "Then you have to think carefully about what exactly you are denying in the lie you are about to tell."

This was my grandfather's persistence throughout his life, and it was the regret in his life that he would not forget to explain even at the last moment of his life.

If Emperor Changsheng were still alive at this moment, he would not even want to see his most beloved grandson become the one who repays kindness with enmity and draws a sword against others.

Jin Fujun's body shook violently. He wanted to breathe hard, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.

He was a little overwhelmed: "Why do you know... Why do you know... You are obviously an evil demon, why do you know about my grandfather! "