This Venerable One Really Didn't Abandon My Familiar

    Tian Dao did not respond.

    Pei Qianyue did not urge.

    The way of heaven is not any living being in reality, it represents the rules, knowledge and order of this world, not a human being, let alone an immortal.

    Therefore, he does not have the emotions that any creature in this world has, and any pleasing and pleasing is useless.

    But this does not mean that you cannot negotiate with Tiandao.

    Tian Dao is like a sophisticated instrument, but this program is not immutable. He will weigh the pros and cons, deduce the calculations, and finally choose the most beneficial plan for the world.

    Pei Qianyue believed that the conditions he gave were sufficient.

    Tian Dao intervened this time because he came to the conclusion that the world was about to be destroyed in the deduction. After weighing the pros and cons, he chose the solution that he thought was the best.

    Randomly slaughter the cultivators in the world, control the number of cultivators in the world, and attribute this part of the spiritual power to the world.

    Do two birds with one stone.

    The conditions that Pei Qianyue gave him were the same.

    Perhaps the jurisdiction of the Immortal Alliance cannot quickly reduce the number of cultivators in this world, but once the situation is under control, it will be beneficial in the long run. As for the part of the people who should have died, and the spiritual power they should have returned to heaven and earth, it is up to Pei Qianyue to make up.

    The great demon who has cultivated for three thousand years, the spiritual power he can provide is only stronger than those of mortals.

    This is a good deal no matter what.

    Sure enough, after a while, Tian Daoyou said: "What are your conditions?"

    Pei Qianyue's lips curled up.

    The wind gradually increased, and above the sky in the distance, the strong wind rolled up a small vortex in the clouds. Pei Qianyue raised his head to face the sky, and said calmly and clearly: "Release all the punishment of Fengshi... Give him his freedom."

    Let him live free, die free, and be free from bondage.

    The wind swept the sky and the clouds covered the sky.

    Above the sky, a bottomless vortex slowly formed, and the strong wind rolled up the sand, gravel and fallen leaves, and was then swallowed by the vortex.

    In the depths of the vortex, there is a figure in a black robe.

    It's cold.

    Pei Qianyue had never felt such a terrifying cold in his life. The sound of the wind whistling around seemed to be some kind of cry, and every wisp of wind was taking away a trace of temperature from him. A point of spiritual power.

    With the rapid loss of spiritual power, Pei Qianyue's hair quickly became dry and white, and the whole person lost weight.

    It's ugly.

    Luckily he's not here.

    At this time, Pei Qianyue felt a trace of joy in his heart.

    Feng Ci likes his face the most, he is not here, and he will never be seen like this.

    Pei Qianyue lowered his head.

      This is indeed the case. Pei Qianyue couldn't stand anymore, and even his breath was so light that it seemed to dissipate at any time.

    The spiritual power of the demon clan is the source of life, and it is lost together with the spiritual power, as well as his vitality.

    A person will get a moment of peace before dying.

    All the hustle and bustle was suddenly far away, and Pei Qianyue seemed to return to the day when he met Feng Ci in his childhood. It was a similar feeling back then, he was so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

    The little snake that was born not long ago was entangled in the snow, suffering and helpless, not knowing how to survive.

    Then he saw the man.

     Dressed in white, it was like a **** descending from the mortal world and came to him.

    Boom—

    A loud noise pulled Pei Qianyue from the depths of his consciousness, but his drowsy brain could no longer judge whether it was real or just his fantasy.

    Boom!

    Another bang.

    The sound made even the earth tremble, and Pei Qianyue staggered and finally woke up.

    He raised his head, condensed the last remaining spiritual energy in his body, and "see" the figure standing in the air with a sword.

    Sage Qianqiu finally found his original body.

    Feng Ci looked at Pei Qianyue in the strong wind, as if shaking his eyes. Then, he raised the Qianqiu Sword in his hand high and swung it hard.

    Boom!

    Pei Qianyue's deal with Tiandao has been completed, and the gust of wind has formed an impregnable barrier around him. The sword qi slammed into the barrier, but it didn't hurt in the slightest.

    He did not give up, the light on the Qianqiu sword became brighter and brighter every time, and the sword energy that hit the barrier became more and more surging.

    Don't.

    Pei Qianyue wanted to speak, but was not sure if he made a sound.

    He raised his hand towards the figure in mid-air.

    The hands are now emaciated and pale, as if even their vitality has been drained.

    It's too late... give it up...

    Too late.

    Spiritual power is no longer able to support vision, and the sense of spiritual power has dimmed a little bit, and it has also dimmed, as well as the young man's handsome face, and his slender A tall figure.

    Feng Ci's body instantly surged.

    He raised the Qianqiu sword again, and the thunder that sounded in the sky covered up the sound of howling wind. The airtight cloud layer was finally stirred by another powerful force that could not be resisted, and thunder and lightning fell from the sky and hit Feng Ci's sword.

    The young man's eyes were silent, and he slashed the sword with the power of thunder—

    The roar shook the world, and the impregnable barrier finally cracked a crack.

    Feng Ci finally showed a smile, but an unprecedented force suddenly swept away from the depths of the vortex, and the strong momentum suddenly overturned him.

    Feng Ci was forced out by this momentum.

    He fell into the woods below, swept his body over the treetops, and finally slammed into a thick trunk.

    This fall, it seemed that all the internal organs were in the wrong place, and his brain was buzzing, and it took a while for a blood to be coughed up and slipped down from the tree trunk.

    With a bang, the tree trunk behind him broke down and fell to the ground.

    Qianqiu Sword rolled to the side, Feng Ci landed on one knee, panting rapidly from the strong **** smell in her chest.

    He had seen the scene just now.

    At the beginning of everything, in the first dream that Heaven gave him.

    At the beginning, he thought it was the scene of the imminent catastrophe, but who would have guessed that it was not a catastrophe at all, but a punishment.

    "...What a joke." Feng Ci wiped the blood from his lips with his sleeve, picked up the Qianqiu sword, and supported his body to barely stand up. He looked up at the sky, and the gust of wind that continuously absorbed Pei Qianyue's spiritual power had stopped, but the vortex on the horizon had not disappeared.

    "Pei Qianyue..." Feng Ci's voice was hoarse, "You lunatic."

    A white light suddenly lit up in the depths of the woods.

    The white light instantly swallowed the entire forest, and also immersed the figure of Feng Ci into it. The pain in the body disappeared, Feng Ci raised his head and saw the figure standing not far away.

    The Way of Heaven.

    Feng Ci stood up straight and looked at the figure coldly: "I violated your order, why do you want to involve innocent people?"

    "Innocent?" Tiandao's voice sounded between heaven and earth, "He designed to break the spell that Tiandao put on the puppet, where is innocent? All this should be borne by him, not to mention, It's his own request."

    "But he is for me—" Feng Ci's voice came to an abrupt end.

    Not meaningful.

    Tian Dao only looks at the results. Tracing the source, Pei Qianyue was the leader of this matter. If it wasn't for him to let Wanfa Pavilion create Wanfa Guizong Yi, things would not be what they are today.

    No matter what he did in the first place, it would not change the result.

    Fengci closed his eyes.

    Pei Qianyue was done early in the morning.

    That's why he chose such a method, where Feng Ci can only assist from the side, but absolutely cannot interfere. He is for today, to be able to pick wind words out of this matter.

    "The deal is done." Tiandao said leisurely, "From today onwards, you are no longer the son of the heavens, and you don't need to perform the duties of the sons of the heavens. Go, keep entangled, the heavens will not spare you. "

    When his voice fell, Feng Ci only felt lightness all over his body.

    This should have been his long-cherished wish for thousands of years, but after getting what he wanted, Feng Ci did not feel any joy.

    He let out a sigh of relief, calming himself down.

    "Father... No, Heaven." Feng Ci said in a low voice, "Since you like to make deals, how about we make another deal?"

    Tian Dao did not answer.

    The tall figure lowered his head slightly, staring at the young man in the woods.

    "You said earlier that if you don't interfere, the spiritual power of this world will be completely exhausted and destroyed in a thousand years." Feng Ci raised his eyes and looked at Tiandao, and said slowly, "But What if...the conclusion is wrong?"

    The forest was silent for a while, as if the wind had stopped.

    After a while, the tall figure replied leisurely: "The way of heaven can never be wrong."

    Feng Ci chuckled: "How can there be such an absolute thing in the world."

    Tian Dao asked: "What do you want to say?"

    "I want to say, since the reason of Heaven's interference in this world is that this world is about to be destroyed. If this reason is not established, you are not qualified to take away anyone's spiritual power," Feng Ci subconsciously raised He glanced in the direction of the cliff, "There is still life."

    "What evidence do you have?"

    "I'm not like you, I can predict the future, of course I can't show evidence." Feng Ci smiled and said, "But the predictions of heaven are not always correct, are they? ?"

    "If you can accurately predict the results every time, why did you not predict that this day would come in the future when I passed the Taoism to the world three thousand years ago, why did you... no Stop me then?"

    Tian Dao fell silent again.

    "The human race is unpredictable." Feng Ci said, "Things in this world change rapidly. Sometimes, even a small discovery, a casual thought, will change a lot of things."

    Just like when Pei Qianyue decided to establish the Immortal Alliance, it almost changed the direction of the situation.

    "You're right when you say that the greed of the human race is endless. But there are so many people in this world, some are greedy, selfish, and demanding, and some people work hard to live every day, For the pursuit of the ideal in my heart, forge ahead and persevere.”

    "Why can't we give these people a chance, do these people deserve to pay the price for those greed?"

    "...Besides, if you send messengers to the lower realm to kill a few people, do you think you can stop them?"

    "In these thousands of years of inheritance, they have experienced many devastating blows. Which one is not as terrible as the disaster today. But which one has really cut off the inheritance?"

      "

    "The human race is constantly burning, and the natural inheritance is endless, can you really stop it?"

    Tian Dao was silent for a long time.

    That's why Heaven can't easily come into the world and can't interfere with the development of the situation.

    Unless there is a major crisis in the world.

    "What deal do you want?" After a long time, Tiandao asked leisurely.

    "I am willing to become your messenger in this world again." Feng Ci calmly said, "Give me a thousand years, I will guide the human race to the right path, I assure you that the disaster in the foreshadowing The robbery will not come. For the human race, there will be another way out."

    "It took you three thousand years to get rid of this shackle, and now you have to put it on again. You don't want freedom anymore?"

    "I think, but since three thousand years have passed, it's okay to extend it for a while. And..." Feng Ci raised his head and looked at the distant cliff, his eyes softened, "I suddenly Discovered that there are more important things in this world than freedom."

    He looked back and smiled lightly: "I don't seem to be able to give it up for the time being. That freedom is of no use to me."

    The wind gradually stopped, and a ray of light broke out from the sky, dispelling the thick clouds.

    Feng Ci fell to the top of the cliff in the wind, and saw the person lying there at a glance.

    Feng Ci knelt down on one knee, bent over and embraced the body that had long lost its vitality.

    "Fool." Feng Ci said softly.

    The breeze blowing from the sky lingered around the two of them, and the wind carried spiritual power, which was slowly returned to this body.

    As long as the world is not as depleted of spiritual energy after a thousand years, there is no reason for Heaven to take away Pei Qianyue's spiritual energy. On the contrary, if the situation still goes that way after a thousand years, both Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue will bear a more terrible price than death.

    This is the consequence of making a deal with Tiandao.

     Pei Qianyue's whole body glowed with light, that was the spiritual power being reintegrated into his body.

    Feng Ci put Pei Qianyue back on the ground, the other party's dry and thin body quickly recovered, and his face gradually became bloody.

    Soon, his fingertips moved and he woke up.

    Wind Ci retracted the hand that was originally on the back of the opponent's hand like lightning.

    Pei Qianyue's consciousness was still in a trance, he turned his head very slowly, facing the direction of Fengci: "...Master?"

    He has not yet fully integrated his spiritual power into his body, so he cannot use his spiritual power to see things. But even in the darkness, he still clearly perceives the location of Feng Ci.

    Fengci cleared his throat and said with a straight face: "Well, it's me."

    "The way of heaven..." Pei Qianyue's voice was hoarse.

    Feng Ci said in a low voice: "Let's go."

    His voice was clear and cold, he had never spoken to Pei Qianyue in such a voice.

      "

    The cold hand covered it and gently pulled Feng Ci's hand: "I want to touch you."

    Feng Ci's face changed and changed, and finally he couldn't bear to pull out his hand.

    Pei Qianyue's body is still very weak, and the strands of hair are still white. Feng Ci knew that it was because Heavenly Dao still took part of his spiritual power from him.

    That was the explanation that Pei Qianyue promised to give earlier, and it was the price he deserved for going against the sky.

    Tiandao never makes a loss-making business.

    However, it is enough that the person is alive.

    After a while, Pei Qianyue asked, "Why did the master come here?"

    How powerful is his soul, Pei Qianyue's drug won't last long on him.

     Thankfully so.

    Feng Ci didn't even dare to recall what it was like to wake up alone in Lingwu Mountain, he closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed the shock, anxiety, and …fear.

    If he'd come so late...

    Pei Qianyue stopped talking again, Feng Ci was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and said in a muffled voice: "Stupid? You have nothing to say to me?"

    "Yes." Pei Qianyue whispered, "I'm sorry."

    Sorry for making an assertion.

    Sorry to worry you.

    "...But I don't regret it." Pei Qianyue's voice was very soft, as if every word he said took a lot of effort, "I die for you, I will never regret it."

    Feng Ci's eyes turned red.

    He looked away, closed his eyes, and changed his breath silently: "What else?"

     "Yes, there is one more sentence." Pei Qianyue tried his best to hold Feng Ci's hand, and a weak but beautiful smile appeared on his lips, "There was a sentence last night that I said wrongly. ."

    "You are my god, always."