I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

"Oh? Then you explain to me?"

"I will not repeat the mistakes that Master made back then. Master did not consider the key to reuniting the soul. When Master died, the power of the law dissipated and was occupied by other existences. This is the real reason why Master could not be resurrected. , that is the difference between the divine soul and the human soul, and the method of refining the human soul cannot bring back the former god.

It must be supported by a strong enough law force!Only in this way can the return of the lost god be perfectly supported, otherwise...you can only be born as a defective product like you who does not have the godhead and only has some power of law. "

"A defective product with only some... power of law? You mean me?" Fei was a little dumbfounded. How did he feel that the eyes of the man who are inseparable are better than the eyes of him who will become the moon god after many reincarnations in the future? More than ten times as powerful?

Was he a god then?Even if it's just a new god who just debuted, is he still a god with a godhead?

Comparing myself as a god at that time with Xia Buli as a human being now, I can't compare... Fei couldn't help scratching his cheek, feeling a little headache.

"I said, do you have the complete notes of your master's re-training of the soul? What if your theory is completely wrong? Then didn't you kill your master and a group of innocent mountain gods?"

"The power of law did not belong to those mountain gods. They were born in a good era. I just took back what did not belong to them. Besides, how could it be possible to fail in refining the soul with the power of law? This is the power of law!"

The young man's eyes are full of confidence, and it hurts his eyes. If he has not misunderstood, what this guy means is actually a misunderstanding of most people: as long as the materials are good enough and the craftsmanship is exquisite enough, even if it fails, it is a failure. Top quality goodies.That is to say, krypton gold will increase the success rate.

From the boy's point of view, all the things he used were good things, so the success rate must be [-]%.

But the point is, no matter how good the material is, if you use the wrong method, it is equivalent to trying to use gold to make water tofu. The material is wrong. Even if you make golden tofu, it is not edible, delicious and sweet. Water tofu.

Making water tofu is for eating, not for trading or viewing.

Different properties, different uses, different results.

Xiaobai probably did a lot of analysis and research in order to revive Shangqing. From the memories of others, he noticed that Xiaobai is a very smart existence. Doing that, and having such a pair of extremely special eyes in this life as a hero, also proves that Xiaobai's attempt is in the right direction, but... because of the unexpected situation of Kao and Shangqing, it led to this situation Appear.

If... there was no unexpected situation of being admitted to Shangqing, perhaps Xiaobai would have successfully revived Shangqing long ago.

But in this way, it is unknown whether there will be a self.

Shaking off the chaotic thoughts in his mind, Fei was too lazy to talk to the young man who was confidently heading in the wrong direction, very simply, using the special ability of these eyes, reaching out his hand, just like cutting Yin Shuge's thread in the cultivation world …cut off the connecting thread between the Daotai and the mountain gods.

"Huh?" Zhaoyan and the young man made voices at the same time, and they both felt that all the connections with the mountain gods had disappeared in an instant.

The young man was a little dazed, he didn't understand what happened just now, he looked around nervously, looking for answers.

Zhao Yan looked at Fei, his perception seemed to be much sharper than that boy's.

"Cough...don't look at it. It's the fault of my defective product!" Seeing that the young man was doing all kinds of research at the side, but he didn't turn his eyes to himself, he could only make a fist with one hand, and coughed twice with his lips, causing After the other party noticed, he reminded him.

"It's you? How is it possible? You're just a mortal..." The young man said, his eyes fixed on Fei's eyes, "Is it because of... these eyes?"

"I guess... your master should have really succeeded. How can the soul be practiced as soon as it is said? It should be the limit to be able to reunite like me, right?

After all, the laws of nature are there, and everything must follow a basic law, right?

Things that have completely dissipated, just like the remains of organisms decomposed by microorganisms, even if they are restored, they cannot perfectly restore the organisms to their pre-death appearances, but only partially restore them so that they can start again. It should be Xiaobai...you Master's ultimate goal, right?

You... if you do that, you're afraid not only will you fail, but you'll also be condemned by God?How about... let me help you? "

Achievement of Yuelao's 880 nine steps: exceeding expectations

Being directly denied his hard work for many years is more painful than directly killing a person. The young man couldn't listen to Fei (Xiabuli) at all, so he opened his mouth and said "Shut up!" Countless things that the naked eye can't catch The silk thread wound towards the three of them.

Abandoned Buqi and Zhao Yan shared the same vision, and it was not difficult to see the invisible killing intent, but they still had a creepy feeling when they met those black silk thread-like things, and those who avoided them were a little at a loss.

Seeing the silk threads entangle them into a cocoon, a smile appeared on the boy's face, and he turned around to continue his unfinished plan.

There was a sound of cloth being torn apart behind him, and before the young man came back to his senses, countless sword intents emerged from the cocoon, cutting those silk threads like spirit snakes to pieces.

Fei shook the sword formed by water in his hand, and the water droplets splashed, forming tiny ice needles in mid-air. They turned around in unison, aimed at the young man, and flew towards him without any hesitation.

Red silk appeared in front of the young man, and it rolled in the air, like a ball of flames, engulfing countless ice needles.

Steam bubbled out from the red silk, the young man stretched out his hand, grabbed the end of the red silk and flung it towards Fei.

"Back." Fei swung the water sword horizontally from bottom to top, cutting a slit in the ground, and white sword energy gushed out from the slit, keeping Abandoned Crying Guard behind him.

Zhao Yan happened to be bypassed. He glanced at the child behind him, seemed to understand Fei's meaning, drew out the sword at his waist, shook a sword flower, and slashed at the red silk that had rushed forward.

The accessory was cut on the red silk, and there was a piercing sound of metal clashing. Zhao Yan didn't notice, and was knocked flying by the red silk.

Instead of taking advantage of the moment just now, he rushed into the red silk with a short body, stepped on the soft red silk cloth, and reached the stage at a speed that ordinary people couldn't match.

When the boy reflexively resisted, he rushed towards the stone sculpture that was very similar to Xiaobai.

"What are you doing!" The young man caught a glimpse of Fei's actions from the corner of his eye, and it was too late to stop him.

The water sword in Fei's hand instantly turned into a round shield, enveloping him and the stone sculpture. His hand pressed between the eyebrows of the stone sculpture, and a strong tearing sensation suddenly appeared on his body, as if something was about to come out of his body.

At the same time, in his mind, he began to hear a dreamlike voice, as if some pictures he had seen kept flashing in his mind, making him dazed for a while, and his spirit seemed to enter some kind of illusion.

The figure stood not far away, saying something in his mouth.

Someone is asking sternly: "Don't you regret it?"

"No." The answer was firm and unusual, "As long as he lives. No matter what form he exists in."

He wanted to see the figure clearly, but he couldn't see it, he could only see the blurred red figure standing on the dark lake.

"It doesn't matter what kind of form it exists in..." Fei was inexplicably relieved, his intuition made him feel relieved, although he himself didn't know what worries he let go of.

The phantom disappeared, and Fei returned to reality in an instant. In front of him was the strange yet familiar stone sculpture, lifelike, as if...Xiao Bai stood there, quietly waiting for someone to return.

"Hey..." There was a soft sigh in his mind, an impulse prompted Fei to act, he didn't resist, and let that feeling drive his actions.

His hand brushed between the eyebrows of the stone sculpture, caressed that face, the other hand had already touched the face of the stone sculpture, slid down, and held the face of the stone sculpture together with the left hand that touched the eyebrow first, followed by Inertly getting closer, Fei's forehead touched the position between the forehead and eyebrows of the stone sculpture.

Something in the body is being torn out, cut off by something invisible, and transmitted through the head.

The light of the stone carvings became brighter and brighter, and cracks began to appear on the off-white stone carvings.

The stone chips fell one after another, revealing the white and tender skin inside. The white-haired boy in red with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other. Fei's heart beat violently uncontrollably.

From those opened eyes... he saw... Lu Li's shadow.

"Lu... Li?" Fei uttered the name unconsciously, his cheeks became hot for no reason.

The boy's appearance turned into a girl and a boy in an instant, but he didn't notice it. He just quietly looked at the nonsense in front of him. After a long while, a big smile appeared on his face, and his red lips parted slightly, "Master..."

After saying those words, His appearance was frozen in a girlish posture, and his whole body turned into a little bit of starlight.Let Fei, who was holding her cheek, grab the air with both hands, everything was like an illusion.

But Ke Fei felt that all of that was real, looking at the starlight spinning in his hand with a sense of loss, he subconsciously clenched it tightly.

"You...what did you do to my master?!!" The voice of the young man who planned all this was approaching, but Fei didn't even have the strength to turn around.

He knew that just now... he returned the soul that did not belong to him to Xiao Bai, and his current soul was the state he was most familiar with.

The incomplete three souls make his soul unstable. The soul also dominates the physical condition of a person, and the state of the soul that will dissipate at any time makes his body enter the brink of death, but he can't sit still.

I don't know what the end of my life will be like, but he doesn't want to die now, and there are still things to be done...

"If you attack me now, your master will never be able to regain his soul again!"

In a word, so that the close hand could not fall on Fei's body, Yuelao's disciple suppressed his anger with trembling hands, and repeated his previous question again with red eyes, "What did you do to my master...? "

"According to my personal wish, I returned the soul that He filled me..." Fei sat on the ground and smiled weakly.

"Who told you to mess around? This...it's useless at all! Do you know that the soul is not..."

"Shut up first... I don't have time anymore, let me finish my explanation." Fei interrupted the young man's words, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Qibuqi, and his eyes began to return to normal, with a little apology.

The sword intent has dissipated, but he can't abandon it but dare not approach him. He is helpless like a little beast that realizes that he is about to be abandoned, unwilling to accept the fate he is about to face.

Fei doesn't have much emotion anymore, but thanks to his right and wrong, he has truly experienced the complete human emotion that belongs to Xia Buli, making it easier for him to simulate a real emotion.

He beckoned to Qi Buqi, with a familiar smile on Qi Buqi's face, which made the nervous and frightened child less afraid. He ran to Fei and held Fei's hands tremblingly.

"I'm sorry...abandoned son..." Fei apologized, although he knew that it was useless for him to say these things, but now he could only apologize.

If he was just a hero, perhaps, when he touched Xiao Bai, he would not follow the feeling in his soul and do something that would kill him.

He will first use the statue to coerce Yuelao's little disciples to do what he wants, and he will try to protect himself and Qibuqii and them, and will separate and fill his soul and Xiaobai's soul little by little in the way of Taishan Fengzen, It took a relatively long time for Xiaobai to slowly wake up and recover in the subsequent Feng Chan.

Impulse kills...

But he couldn't stop that impulse, because it was an impulse that belonged to the supernatant, an impulse that belonged to the god who had as little emotion as himself.

It was a rare impulse, and it was impossible to forcibly restrain Shang Qing unless he knew that he could use his own will.

It's just that this has led to the failure of Xia Buli to Qi Buqi.

Apart from being sorry, there is no way to make a promise of immortality.

And his apology also made Qi Buqiu confirm the conjecture he didn't want to accept in his heart. He stiffened his face, pursed his lips, and held his chest stubbornly and proudly, so that he didn't look so scared and sad, but in the face of The boy's apology was just that he couldn't say "it's okay".

Unless he knew that he had thoughts in his heart, he continued to speak: "I'm sorry...abandoned son...I know...you have grown up and know how to take care of people better than me...you have always had your own thoughts, kind but not stupid, Abide by the principles and the bottom line but make appropriate concessions...Smooth and sophisticated yet willing to trust others...

You have always been smart... You don't need to tell my wife about many things, you can guess it... We don't care who you are, what status you have, you are just my younger brother, I hope you can live out yourself freely, you don't need Looking at other people's eyes, being chosen by others, you only need to choose your own life...

No matter what choice you make, as long as you can be happy...Remember...you don't have to look at other people's eyes to live..."

Abandoned Buqi's nose turned red, and he grasped Fei's hand even tighter, but Fei's eyes turned to Zhaoyan, "I know you have a special status, and you will definitely be able to speak in front of King Qin in the future... Find a way to let King Qin Come to Taishan to enshrine Zen...don't worry, he won't be harmed."

Zhao Yan remained silent and didn't speak. He had to look at him twice, and finally turned his gaze to disciple Yuelao, "It's a foregone conclusion. Even if you want to act according to your original plan, it's impossible. After I die, you Bury my body in Mount Tai, set up a spirit gathering array, and ask the mountain gods from all over the world to bless Mount Tai and help the birth of Mount Tai mountain spirits. He should be able to collect all the souls of your master who have overflowed into Mount Tai. By then, with his power, he should be able to Help you send the soul of your little...your master back into reincarnation..."

Seeing that the other party was dissatisfied and frowning, I reminded: "Be smarter! The cycle of life and death is a fixed number. A mountain without a mountain god can easily become a dead mountain. There will be no grass and no living beings. You have committed such a crime just to resurrect your master. At that time, it will be your master who will take the blame, then she will not be a god when she is reborn, but a devil.

Since she was revived later, and was dealt with by a self-proclaimed being of justice, it would be better to let her start from scratch.

She was originally a god, even if she fell and her original god position was occupied, the fate that originally belonged to her would still accompany her from generation to generation.

Why do you have to worry about something? "

"After the reincarnation, can she still be regarded as her?" Disciple Yuelao said coldly, not ready to accept what Fei said, "I lost my memory, lost everything I originally believed in, and rebuilt other things from scratch." Personality, at that time, is already another person!"

Fei squinted his eyes, if he was just Chang Fei, he would agree with the other party, but even then, he did not support the resurrection of the dead.

What's more, he has been a fairy who maintains the way of heaven for a while?See more clearly.

If a person is not completely dead, it is understandable to take advantage of the loopholes to find ways to extend life, but... if he is completely dead, he should abide by the laws of nature and go where he should go.

This is of the same nature as human law. When the law no longer has the authority and enforcement power, who will abide by it?

When it is no longer necessary to abide by the norms of the law, the world will be in chaos, just like the biochemical crisis, and the countdown to the end can begin.

The 890th step to achieve Yuelao: Brothers, not brothers

Fei (Xiabuli), as a bystander and half of the participants, witnessed and participated in the era of the Conferred Gods. The feelings of people like Xiaobai, Shangqing, Zixin and Daji have different emotions for them. His desire to help them is definitely not lower than that of this month old disciple.

But even so, the laws must be upheld, especially after thinking about what Xia Ping himself was thinking about when he was inseparable as a Xia Ping, he would not break the laws of nature.

Therefore, when the words of the old disciple last month were almost accusations, his answer was almost cruel. Lose, not really want to help you master.

In your opinion, the master who has lost all his memories is just an outsider with the shell of a master, right?If the other party has no memory of being with you, would you rather the other party die cleanly? "

"No...not!" Disciple Yuelao denied it in panic, but he felt a little hesitant in his heart.

"Who he thinks he is is his business. Who he will become in the future is also his business. You have no right to decide on his behalf.

Don't do things to destroy Him in the name of what is said to be good for Him! "

Fei's last words were almost yelled out directly, and the old disciple Yue stepped back several steps in a row, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he wanted to deny Fei's words when he opened his mouth.

But Fei didn't give him time to refute himself, he coughed violently, and his ugly face began to turn green with red.

His tone also became sharp, "Don't argue with me anymore, I don't have time to argue with you, anyway, I have already made a decision on your behalf, and you must do what I want. Otherwise, don't say it's a change Come back a complete master, don't even try to find your master's remnant soul!

Compared with the complete shattering of hope, I will put the faint hope here, do you accept it?If we don't accept it, we will die. "

At the end of the day, he had already gritted his teeth. He didn't have the strength to persuade the other party slowly. Now he could only bully and bully him. It's best if the other party accepts it.

Disciple Yuelao swallowed his words again, and looked at Fei with a gloomy gaze, but he didn't say any rebuttal words.

He was very satisfied with this reaction, but he clenched his hand tightly. In his palm, he could clearly feel Xiaobai's aura. As long as he held "it" until death, those souls of Xiaobai would not It will dissipate, and with the influence of the Spirit Gathering Formation, it should be able to stay on Mount Tai for hundreds of years...

That one emperor through the ages has been enshrined in Zen for no more than a hundred years, enough...enough...

Fei took one last look at Qibuqi, opened his mouth, didn't know what else to say to him, so he could only put his hand on his head, "I'm leaving, don't cry, don't be too naughty ..."

'I... can't help you clean up the mess anymore...'

Eyelids closed slowly, Qi Buqi raised his head abruptly, and couldn't help shouting "Brother Buli...!"

What I wanted to say stopped abruptly when I saw the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth, and the little child shed tears silently as if he had lost everything.

...

Three years later

In Zhao's capital city, a disheveled boy was sitting on the branch of a big banyan tree, leaning on the trunk leisurely, swinging one leg and looking at the bamboo slips with a straw in his mouth, feeling very comfortable.

Below, several people rushed over and knocked on the gate of the Zhao Mansion.