long night walk

Chapter 1669: The Heart of Dust Rises
Under the extreme compression of space, the divine power was beyond Bailian's control. To him, it was like a hundred thousand jin weight on his back that finally broke his spine. It was completely out of control, and the majestic divine power reversed back into his body.

Its force was like a crushing force. The three intertwined attribute cultivation systems of light and darkness in his body began to fall apart under the pressure of this divine power.

Outsiders cannot see clearly, but Bailian himself is the only one who can see that in the small Zhoutian world within his body, the world system of three alien cultivations is collapsing and exploding like a pillar of heaven, erupting with a strong and terrible color of terror.

This kind of loss of control and collapse is enough to make one's heart shake, and one's energy is like sand that cannot be retained between fingers.

Bailian could no longer move forward on his own. His body was shaking and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. Although no injuries could be seen from the outside, his chest felt as if there was a thousand-pound rock on it, and his lips had turned a frightening blue color.

The space on all sides was compressed into inches. Even the powerful physical system cultivated by demons and monsters could hardly resist it.

Cangnanyi lowered his eyes to glance at the blood on his lips. For some reason, his heart, which had been as calm as still water for millions of years, suddenly felt a trace of indescribable tiredness.

She sighed softly, moved forward, and patted Bailian's chest lightly with her bare hands.

Golden particles burst out from Bailian's body like dust.

The scene of the collapse and explosion of the small world in the body remained frozen in place.

The pain in his body subsided a little, and Bailian's tense body relaxed a little. He looked at the pair of calm eyes close to him, and finally asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "Why... is it like this?"

He never thought that Cang Nanyi would be someone who would give up easily.

But, from the very beginning, she had classified herself as dead. It turned out that from the beginning to the end, what she wanted to preserve was just the name of "Kunlun".

Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether it is her or him who inherits the name of “Kunlun”.

The important thing is, for her, just having this qualification is enough.

There were wet drops of water on Cangnan's hair and eyelashes. Even though she was no longer dressed in green, she still had an elegant look. "Does it matter? If you go back this time, you can do what you want to do and protect the people you want to protect. Your efforts to join me are not meaningless. You brought Kunlun back, and I am just an ordinary person who is gradually losing my divinity."

Baili An narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and his gaze lingered on her for a long time. After a long while, he spoke: "It turns out that your majesty defines Kunlun by divine power. Since your majesty is a saint, you should understand that the people who can be saved in this world are not only the unique saints and gods, but also the ordinary mortals who are destined to be lost in the masses, and should be abandoned."

"I want to take you back to the mountain, not because Kunlun is you, but because you are someone who cannot be abandoned. The key is you. Even if you lose the power to save the world, you are still you."

Cangnanyi lowered his head and closed his eyes, laughing and saying, "Such complicated emotions, this shouldn't appear in a corpse demon."

The space on all sides was shrinking, and the pressure around was becoming more and more terrifying. Although Bailian's steps slowed down, he did not stop.

He tightly held the snow-white wrists tied with a red string and walked forward with difficulty. He smiled again, and bright red blood kept flowing out from between his lips and teeth.

"I am destined to be born as a demon, and I will no longer have the warmth of a living person in this life. But now, I can be a demon or a devil. Your Majesty just touched my chest, and it was warm. There was a living heart beating under my chest.

Even rotten grass without light can turn into fireflies and shine brightly in the summer moon. Your Majesty resides above the light of the sky and beyond the sea of ​​clouds, but you don’t have the courage to accompany me on this final journey?”

Cang Nanyi quietly looked at the young man's slender and broad back. She was as still as a mountain, with dark eyes, but she suddenly said: "Do you think that ordinary people are just ordinary people because they no longer have the power to repair the sky and fill the sea?"

Bailian paused slightly, wanting to look back at her, but halfway through, he seemed to remember something and turned back, asking, "What?"

"You just asked me why this happened."

Cangnanyi's eyes were clear and bright: "Because I know that when the calamity comes, it is not just the worldly karma that invades my body, but more of it is myself."

"Myself...myself?"

Cangnanyi exhaled slowly and said, "The existence of a saint is more like a huge mirror that reflects the world. The mirror will clearly reflect the seven emotions and six desires of everyone in the world, beautiful, dirty, sticky, filthy, desperate, and everything. Therefore, when it comes to seeing through people's hearts, no one in the world can compare to me. The catastrophe of human desire can be broken, but I do not belong to the secular world, nor am I a human. The hearts of others can be broken by the lens, but only my own heart, I cannot see through it, nor can I save it."

Hearing this, Bailian was shocked. Seeing her so indifferent to the world, did she have the heart to be with the world without knowing when? !

The reason why the mirror can reflect the complexity of the human heart is because the mirror is flawless, clean and transparent, without any cracks, and can perfectly bear and accept all the beauty and good, light and darkness, good and evil in this world.

However, if there is a problem or crack inside the mirror itself, it will be of no use even if you expel all external objects in the mirror.

His face looked slightly heavy, and he asked, "But what went wrong?"

Cangnanyi smiled faintly and said, "Why, even you think that my heart mirror shouldn't grow flesh and blood?"

Bailian was silent for a moment, then said: "I just feel... this came too suddenly."

Inner demons, obsessions, and karma.

In Bailian's concept, he always felt that these things would not become a problem for her.

Even at this moment, being here, Cangnanyi always looks calm and indifferent. In her world, mountains and water can face each other. It can be the floating water joy and the long-lasting love that belongs only to her.

She stepped through all things in the world, never panicking, and by herself she could hold back the sea of ​​people and the tides of the four seas.

She was born with a heart that was always delicate. Since her heart mirror could see through everything, it was because she had an absolutely clean heart that could accept everything. Bailian said it too suddenly, and it was not an exaggeration.

Even though she admitted it herself, everything happened without any warning.

Bailian found it even harder to imagine what kind of person or thing in this world could truly enter her heart and take root.

Cangnanyi smiled nonchalantly and said, "You are not the only one who thinks this way. I think so too. However, the uncontrolled calamity in my body is enough to explain everything. I can no longer seal off this calamity.

The reason is simple. Since there is a crack in my heart, it gives all living beings an opportunity to take advantage of the calamity. I cannot survive this calamity.

In this case, it is better to separate the divine source and hand it over to you before the dust calamity erodes my own origin. Don't doubt me. Although I am not a perfect saint now, this is undoubtedly the most correct decision to make at the moment. "

Bailian frowned and said in a deep voice: "I have never doubted the queen."

"It's just that I don't understand... I don't understand why, Madam, you are the only one who has obsessions in your heart. You are doomed to perish because of your seven emotions and six desires. Why is it so hard on you when even the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan can't do it? If you can't get through this mortal calamity, what will happen? If you don't become a saint, what will happen? Do you have to die?

The word "demon" means that since I can't go down the path of immortality, what can I do as a demon? You and I are not heartless wood or stone. I can't do what you can't do. I have all the seven emotions and six desires, love and hate, separation and pain. Even if the divine source gives me, I can't guarantee that it is clean. All this is meaningless."

Cangnanyi shook his head and said, "Purity comes from filth, light comes from darkness, you are different from me, I was born to walk the path of light, destined to live a clean life without any worries.

And you, who have experienced the cycle of life and death, have not yet drowned in the dark nightmare and the surging sea of ​​suffering. Now that you have sealed the evil god with your body, you can still maintain your original heart. The balance between darkness and light has been achieved. No one in the world is more suitable than you to inherit all of this."

When Bailian heard this, he suddenly chuckled, with a hint of mockery in his smile: "Even people like the queen, when they are in a high position, still cannot escape the common style of doing things, always imposing their own will on others, regardless of whether others are willing to accept it or not."

Cangnanyi is not a narcissistic and rebellious person. She looked at Bailian calmly and calmly explained the facts: "You have no reason to refuse. I do not deny that you have unlimited potential and possibilities, but the process of growth is too long, and there will be too many changes. Your identity is too sensitive, and you have too many weaknesses. At this moment, if you inherit the Kunlun Divine Source and combine the mountains and rivers, it will not be difficult for you.

Whether it's the succubus or the demon river Shu Ci, or even the Zhongyou Dynasty that is not understood by the world, you can just go to Kunlun Mountain. With the combination of the two divine powers of the mountain and the water, the spiritual energy will not be exhausted, and it will even far exceed the fairyland."

Bailian laughed and said, "Are you kidding me, Madam? You are so powerful, but you still can't manage your Kunlun Mountain. All the disputes in the world can be completely separated by the mountains. Why does Madam Kunlun Mountain, which is opened once every thousand years, still cause so many disasters?
I do not deny that the spiritual energy in Kunlun Mountain is pure and the material resources are far more abundant than those in other realms, but it is a crime to possess a treasure. It is precisely because of this that no matter in which era, no matter who is in charge of Kunlun Mountain, it cannot change the fact that Kunlun Mountain will never have true peace.

In my opinion, Kunlun Mountain is not a blessing now, but a huge trouble. Your Majesty wants to save trouble and leave the world, but I don't want to see that happen. "

Cang Nanyi sighed and said, "You are being unreasonable."

Bailian said righteously: "I also learned from you, Master."

Cangnanyi was choked by Bailian for once, and she was a little helpless. "But what can I do if you don't want to? Now you are destined to be unable to take me back. It's good that you are frozen. Although you are in a difficult situation, with your ability, you want to break the ice and escape in the end. I think Ayiwu can't stay."

"That's a very sad thing to say."

Ayiwu had not left yet, so she just watched from the sidelines and heard clearly the conversation between Cangnan and Yi Bailian.

Her crimson figure shuttled back and forth under the thick ice wall, and she said with a sweet smile: "Sister, please don't underestimate your importance in this boy's heart. I don't have the ability to keep her, but you are different. You can keep him."

Bailian: "So noisy."

Ayiwu smiled and said, "Don't think I'm noisy, boy, aren't you curious about who caused her to have such evil thoughts?"

Bailian looked at her and said coldly: "Your words are full of traps and dangers. I am not curious about the answer at all."

Aiwu hit a snag with Bailian, so she flew behind Cangnanyi, put her hands on her shoulders, and whispered intimately: "Sister, are you afraid to tell him?"

Before his two hands rested on Cangnanyi's graceful shoulders, which were as white as jade, Cangnanyi glanced at him sideways, her phoenix eyes were indescribably graceful and beautiful.

Although he no longer had any means to hurt anyone, his innate majesty made Ayiwu feel a chill in her heart. She felt tremendous pressure, so she stopped what she was doing and quickly retreated into the ice wall.

Bailian was a smart man, so how could he not realize something after hearing this?

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly calmed down. His eyes were deep, and as he looked up and down, the face in front of him became closer as the space in the hall shrank.

His back had unknowingly touched a thick, cold and smooth ice wall. Behind the ice wall, there seemed to be a gravity and pressure as heavy as the deep ocean, constantly pushing his body forward.

Under this absolute force of space, Cangnanyi, who had lost his divine source, was obviously unable to resist and was forced to get closer and closer to Bailian under the force of the ice wall.

Bailian only felt that his body was gradually pressed against a body that was extremely soft like a cotton cloud, and the other party's cool and warm breath was getting closer and closer...

His heart tightened, and the calmness he had just regained began to become disordered again. His whole body was tense like a violin string, and he stretched out both arms to support himself on the huge ice wall behind Cangnanyi.

He used such great force that he tried to destroy the wall, but his hands, which were powerful enough to break mountains and split gold, only made a rumbling sound when they hit the ice wall.

The clear yet thick ice wall remained motionless, without even a crack visible, and it continued to advance forward steadily with unstoppable force and speed.

The space they had became increasingly narrow and cramped, gradually giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Cangnanyi also gradually felt uncomfortable. The young man's body, which had been transformed into a demon, was strong and slender, but it also had the hot body temperature of a living person, and the feeling of inexplicably heavy gradually pressed down on him.