Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

But Xiao Fuxuan, how did you leave your body on the chaotic line? Wu Xingxue grabbed Xiao Fuxuan's hand, Isn't there supposed to be a heavenly place on the chaotic line?

Where are you on the chaotic line? Wu Xingxue looked into Xiao Fuxuan's eyes, her voice a little hoarse.

Xiao Fuxuan did not answer immediately.

He just looked into Wu Xingxue's eyes, then raised his hand to touch the corners of Wu Xingxue's lips, lowered his head and kissed her gently.

His appearance is very cold, but his breath is warm, which will fall on Wu Xingxue's lips when kissing or whispering.

He kissed for a while and replied in a low voice: Not anymore.

***

In the melee in Xiandu twenty-five years ago, they actually did not fall behind at first.

All the turning points came at the end of that melee. When they were really about to destroy the Tiandao Lingtai, Xiao Fuxuan discovered something strange.

He found that when the Tiandao Lingtai was injured, Wu Xingxue's condition also became extremely bad. It was clear that it was the way of heaven that was about to collapse, but Wu Xingxue suddenly shed blood.

Xiao Fuxuan didn't know where the Lingtai Heavenly Way started, and naturally he didn't know that the Heavenly Way and Wu Xingxue had the same origin. But in that moment at the end of the melee, he realized the connection.

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As long as there is this connection, it is impossible for him to act without any scruples.

It was during the gap when the attack slowed down that Lingtai Tiandao took the opportunity to move to the chaotic line. Almost all the rumors that were often talked about in the world later happened at that critical moment——

At the moment when the way of heaven turned to chaos, the real world and the immortal capital of chaos actually overlapped for a moment. When the way of heaven turned around, it destroyed the immortal capital in this world.

As a result, all the immortals under the control of the spiritual platform in this world died at that moment. The immortal capital that towers above the Nine Heavens has since fallen apart, with broken cliffs and boundless pressure rushing towards the human world.

That change brought Xiao Fuxuan's aversion to the Lingtai Heavenly Way to its peak - because in its view, everything was discarded, whether it was the immortals in the Immortal Capital or the living people.

It says that if the shadow is real, it is real. If it says a living person is false, it is false. That is not the fairness of all sentient beings in the world, that is just the fairness it wants.

However, it is invisible and formless, and the infamy will only fall on those who are thoughtful and affectionate.

Therefore, in the eyes of the world who do not know the truth, it becomes the devil attacked the fairy capital, killed the twelve immortals of Lingtai, and caused the fairy capital to collapse completely.

The Immortal Capital was usually controlled by Xiao Fuxuan, so when it was abandoned by Heaven, the evil vortex collapsed, and he was severely injured as a result.

But Wu Xingxue was injured more seriously. Because when Lingtai Heavenly Dao turned to chaos, all the suffering was transferred to Wu Xingxue, who had the same origin as it.

Xiao Fuxuan will always remember that scene——

Because of the shift in the way of heaven, the world and chaos overlap.

On one side, the world collapsed, and the huge Lingya Mountain rocks were wrapped in fire and smashed towards Taiyin Mountain in the human world.

The chaotic fairy city on the other side will disappear from sight. But the clothes of the person he loved were soaked in blood and were shaking, like clouds about to melt away.

He couldn't just watch that messy line disappear without a trace. Nor could he watch Wu Xingxue endure the pain of his soul disappearing and being torn apart.

So at that moment, the heavenly immortal's natal royal lotus suddenly bloomed on the Nine Clouds at the top of Mount Taiyin. The golden light and shadow penetrated the sky and the earth, almost shining through the thick clouds and falling on the mountains in the human world.

Everyone says that the Heavenly Immortal has two great destiny moves. One move kills all souls, and one move brings all things to life. The former makes people die, the latter makes people live. Rumor has it that it was the former who illuminated the Immortal Capital twenty-five years ago, in order to suppress the demon.

But they were wrong.

Xiao Fuxuan actually made two moves at the same time that day.

Under the illumination of the golden king lotus, the creature wrapped around the fallen Wu Xingxue, and the souls of all the dead fell on the chaotic line fairy capital that was about to disappear, and fell on the chaotic line Tiansu. .

At the critical moment, he killed himself on the chaotic line and replaced him with his real body.

And his soul that had left his body condensed into a virtual form. He hugged Wu Xingxue, whose senses were weakened and covered in blood, and kissed the end of his eyes and said, Wait a little longer, Wu Xingxue.

Wait a moment.

If it doesn't work this time, it will be next time, and there will be an end.

I'll accompany you.

He knew that Lingtai Tiandao had only diverted the chaos, but had not disappeared. At that moment, both he and Wu Xingxue needed a place to rest quietly.

That place should not attract the suspicion of Heaven, and no other evil spirits dare to approach it.

There is only one such place in the world - his place of control.

There are no immortals or demons there, and there is still the puppet body that he once left at the bottom of the domain to guard the cave.

So that day, when Wang Lian's golden shadow shone into the world, Xiao Fuxuan wrapped Wu Xingxue with his soul and fell straight into the Wudu Sea, falling into the Canglang North Territory.

As long as the evil spirits in the world enter the Canglang North Territory, they will be joined by Heavenly Locks and tortured day and night.

But what happened to Wu Xingxue was not.

The thin locks on his body had never tortured him, and they had never caused him pain. Because the real Tiansuo had been forcibly replaced when he was nailed to the upper body.

At first glance, the lock on his body looks like a heavenly lock, but it is actually a lock on the vital point of the Ming Gate to prevent the soul from being destroyed and scattered.

It has the same purpose as the mourning nails on the ear bones of Tiansu.

But at that time, Xiao Fuxuan's soul had left his body, and there was no longer a nail to protect him. His soul was already in pieces, and by the time it reached the Canglang Northern Territory, it was already at the end of its strength.

After blocking the sky lock, he

Disperse completely.

He was scattered in the cold fog that lingered all year round in the Canglang Northern Territory, and fell into a deep sleep of silence for twenty-five years. He was neither alive nor dead, just like the beginning of his life.

So he failed to see that after his soul dissipated, the trapped person actually opened his eyes once.

***

Wu Xingxue struggled to open his eyes once in a state where all five senses were weakened, but all he could see was a vast cold mist. And the last scene he remembered was the golden shadow of Wang Lian summoned by destiny... and Xiao Fuxuan's spirit scattered in the clouds.

No one can imagine how Wu Xingxue felt at that moment. Only the blue and black stone cliff in Canglang North Region will remember——

There are thirty-three caves in the Canglang North Territory, and every inch of the stone wall has been hit by his searching spiritual blood.

Many people later did not know that if a little spiritual blood was added to the tracing paper, the detection would be more accurate. At that time, Wu Xingxue didn't have a single magic talisman all over his body, and he couldn't raise his hand to write.

He directly uses spiritual blood to find people.

Drop by drop flew out, engraved with the name Xiao Fuxuan, but the figure with the word free printed on it and holding a long sword was never found.

Forty-three thousand drops of spiritual blood traveled everywhere in the world along with the wind carrying broken snow in the endless sea.

He heard people say in the wind: The Immortal of Tiansu died together with Xiandu. It was just like the soul that disappeared in his memory.

At that moment, Wu Xingxue, who was sitting cross-legged in the deep realm, felt his vital points tremble and blood gushed out.

It's like being cut out of the heart.

Then the last bit of vitality that was holding on was gone.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, the sounds he heard were getting softer and softer, and everything around him seemed to be separated by a layer of fog. He may have to sit in silence for a long time like he did back then.

But this time he was particularly resistant to the silent and boundless darkness.

He was tired of silence and endless darkness.

He didn't want to hear the words The immortal in Tiansu is dead, he wanted to see Xiao Fuxuan.

So he moved his fingers, groped around his waist in the dark, and grabbed the white jade Mengling.

Wu Xingxue was already invisible at that time, so he didn't realize that because the white jade dream bell appeared in the same world as another one, it was already covered with small cracks, which would cause abnormalities during dreaming.

While he was holding Mengling tightly, he thought of the Magpie Capital where he and Xiao Fuxuan had chatted and laughed. It was a place they both wanted to see——

There is no fairy capital or devil's cave there.

The world is full of fireworks, wide streets, and bustling with cars and horses.

There is no forced balance of good and evil, only the most common birth, old age, illness and death, which come and go according to one's own will.

He wanted to walk side by side with Xiao Fuxuan in a street like that, shining in the sunshine and listening to the long chirping of birds...

That was the first and only time in his life that he wanted to hide in his dream for a while.

It's a pity that the dream bell broke at the last moment, shattered into powder in his hands, and scattered in the cold lake full of ice floes in the northern region of Canglang.

So the only time I was lazy was in an incomplete dream.

That dream contained everything that had been described, except Xiao Fuxuan.

So even though he was dreaming, even if he didn't know what was missing, he still couldn't sleep well every night.

This lasted twenty-five years, until his body and spirit recovered, and until the Canglang Northern Territory was about to collapse, he finally opened his eyes from the perverse dream.

So, this is where everything started.