Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years

Lingtai is not a Yao palace or a high platform.

It consists of twelve high-hanging cliffs, connected by jade corridors, one for each of the twelve immortals of Lingtai, and the highest one is the seat of Mingwu Huaxin.

Each cliff has a place dedicated to kneeling punishment, and the torment experienced is different.

Yun Hai withdrew the magic weapon and punished him all the way. When he got to Huaxin, he was almost unable to stand up. But he still stood straight, his celestial clothes dripping with blood in the past, and the tail of his sleeves and robes still had the firelight of the previous kneeling platform.

He will always remember the look Huaxin looked at him at that time, and he was sure that there was a hint of distress in that dark anger.

He was dripping with blood, but he laughed.

Yun Ha! Seeing him smiling, Hua Xin became even more angry, You—

It was the first time that Yun Hai saw him, this master was so angry that he had nothing to say. In the past, the other party was very reasonable - the kind of calmness, the point is to stop, and whether you understand it or not is up to you.

There are thousands of chores in the world, and there are many things in Xiandu. There are all kinds of strange problems, and Huaxin has not been able to make it like this.

I'm such an asshole.

Cloud thought.

But he is inevitably happy because of this uniqueness.

On the day you entered Xiandu, what oath did you make on my spiritual platform? The edict you received, what can be done and what can't be done clearly, do you think it's just a piece of waste paper?! Hua Xin reprimanded road.

No. Yun Hai said, I remember it, Master. I know the consequences.

Hua Xin was about to speak, but Yun Hai said, But I've got revenge.

Huaxin was speechless for a moment.

I got my revenge. Yun Hai said, I can't see those scumbags living in this world without any illness, you know, I can't see them, that makes no sense.

After speaking, he walked to the kneeling platform.

Twelve peaks, twelve kneeling platforms, mountains of swords and seas of fire have their own ordeals.

Hua Xin silently watched him walk up to the stone platform pulled by the chain, turned around after a long time, turned his back to him, and walked out, saying: There are so many unreasonable things in the world, you take care of one thing, The other thing has to be taken care of. Sooner or later...

Yun Hai knelt down on the stone platform and waited for his post, but Hua Xin paused and didn't say another word.

The reaction couldn't be more obvious - he didn't want to make a prophecy, and he didn't want his apprentice to really sooner or later, so he stopped on that sentence.

Yun Hai saw it clearly and became happy.

Hua Xin swept her sleeves with her hands behind her back, and the stone door on the kneeling platform fell.

Seeing his back disappearing outside the door, Yun Hao smiled and lowered his head, then slowly fell into silence.

Lingtai's kneeling punishment is very tiring, even if it is an immortal body, even if it is a stubborn person, after kneeling in twelve places, it will be unconscious and greatly damaged.

Yun Hai woke up at Hua Xin's residence.

When he woke up, the wound on his body had already been treated with elixir, and it had almost healed. The immortal essence he lost has also been replenished. Although it is impossible to restore it to the original, it will not have much impact.

Want to know whose handwriting.

The first thing Yun Hao woke up was to look for Huaxin, but in the huge Yao Palace, there was no trace of Huaxin, only a few boys said to him: Xian Shou said that if Lang Guan wakes up, he can leave by himself. .

In fact, he already has a title, and it stands to reason that he should no longer be called Langguan. But he likes to joke and coax people, coaxing the immortal envoys around Huaxin into a daze, and somehow agreed to it, always calling him Lang Guan long, Lang Guan short.

Only Hua Xin opened his mouth Yun Hai and closed his mouth Yun Hai. The closest thing is to add my disciple in front of it.

What if I don't leave? Yun Hai asked the boy, Did Xian Shou tell you to drive people away?

The boy shook his head: Never.

Xian Shou hasn't been here for a few days. If Lang Guan is uncomfortable, he can stay for a few more days. The boys in Huaxin followed his temperament, and they were a little serious and serious.

When the close words come out of their mouths, it will lose a bit of interest, and it sounds more like a courtesy to the ears. Even Lang Guan was called this fairy by them.

Yun Hai sat beside the couch for a while, then shook his head and said with a smile: No, I'm going back. Tell you fairy heads...

He was silent for a moment, and said: Thank you Yao and Xianyuan, I've bothered.

The child was stunned for a moment, and he had already left.

It seems that since that time, he has slowly gone astray.

He didn't do it on purpose, but as Huaxin said. There are as many unreasonable things in the world as the vast ocean. He originally only wanted to take care of that one, and he would not intervene in the rest, but later found out that he could not, and he had to go on to take care of the second one...

Because the second thing was triggered by the first thing he managed.

It's easy to say.

He is in charge of funeral and joy, and naturally he will see all kinds of gatherings, separations and reunions. Sometimes this person just got married a few days ago, and died in Huangquan in a few days.

He often sighs, but he won't intervene when he shouldn't. After all, this is actually the norm, even immortals cannot avoid clutching and reuniting, and occasionally immortals are beaten back to mortals.

But that day, he saw a little girl kneeling in front of his idol.

That girl had just died of cardamom when she was supposed to be so pretty.

It was the ghost of a little girl who refused to go away. She was wearing a wedding dress with some runes embroidered on it. She thought it was a ghost marriage.

Her skin was pale, and her eyes were hollow, with tears of blood dripping down her face. Her lips were sealed and she couldn't speak - that was a way some folks would use to avoid complaints after death.

But she was extremely murderous, and she could probably understand what she wanted without speaking.

This kind of family is often ruined, no one shelters, and is forcibly kidnapped to be a yin bride. The only thing she asked for was that the person who kidnapped her should not die.

The person who asks always hopes that the other party will suffer the same or even more pain. Her eyes were gouged out, and her captors were equally punished. How she died tragically, how should she die tragically.

But this is impossible, and neither is retribution.

According to the rules of the god of sorrow, Yun Hai can intervene, but not too deep, only to stop. He originally planned to do so, even though he fell into the world as soon as he clicked, he often couldn't see any results.

Until he traced the tragic death of the little girl online for a few years...

He found that the reason why the little girl was ruined and had no one to protect her was because her parents were murdered by the enemy when she was very young.

And that enemy is precisely Yun Hai himself.

Her parents were one of the people who framed the Yunhe family back then.

In this way, he has to take care of it no matter what, and it can't just click and stop. Otherwise, he would become unreasonable and unreasonable in the eyes of the little girl.

And that's just the beginning.

...

Later, I don't know how many times, Yun Hai came back from the world and locked himself in the residence of Yaogong.

He finally understood what Huaxin's unfinished words were at the beginning——

Of those vast things, he took care of one, and had to take care of the second, and then more and more were involved. This person's enemy was that person's benefactor, the one who wanted to kill was the one who wanted to shelter, and it was entangled and complicated. Intervening too much, sooner or later, his existence will be the biggest unreasonable.

From the time he killed those thirty-one people, it seemed that such a day was destined to come—

He repeatedly violated the heavenly rules of Lingtai, and Huaxin took over the edict of Heaven, so he had to be demoted and demoted, from a god of joy and sorrow with abundant incense to a god of Dabeigu Mountain who no one cares about.

Not only that, those incense also seemed to affect Xiandu. He has no offerings and incense in the world, and he is gradually neglected in Xiandu.

Yun Hai has a sensitive temperament, and at first thought he was an immortal and could not escape snobbery. Maybe there is, but then he slowly discovered that it was a natural forgetting.

The immortals recognized him when they saw him, but when they didn't see him, they couldn't remember him. The only person who seems to be unaffected by the way of the day is the Spirit King.

Not long after he entered Xiandu, he asked Huaxin: Tiansu is in charge of Punishment, what is the matter with Lingwang in charge? It seems that people rarely hear it.

At that time, Huaxin thought about it and replied, I don't know what it is, but I don't know what it is.

At that time, Yun Hao was very puzzled. After all, the immortals are like clouds, almost all of the world has been included, what else is difficult for the immortals?

He always felt that it was a false statement to elevate the King of Spirit, and then slowly realized that it might not be a false statement, nor an exaltation.

For a while, Yun Hai was always uneasy, so he often went to the place where he remembered his Spirit King, but after all, it was connected to the Abandoned Immortal Terrace that everyone avoided. Later, he most often went to the residence of Lingtai and Huaxin.

More than anything else, he was more afraid that one day, even Hua Xin didn't remember that he had an apprentice named Yun He.

***

Rumors say that the immortals have a mysterious bell, which no one can see, but occasionally hear the faint ringing of the bell.

Every time the bell rings, it means that another immortal has returned to the world.

Yun Hai had heard it a few times, but he still didn't know where the bell was hung that day.

Until one day, he saw it with his own eyes.

It was a rare long night in Xiandu, and the fog was deep. Sitting by the window, he suddenly wanted to see Huaxin.

The thought came without warning, he was stunned for a moment, and planned to close the window and leave the Yao Palace. As soon as he held onto the window lattice, he heard a small sound, like the pendant on his waist or sword bumping against each other.

someone coming?

Yun Hai turned around suddenly and saw the Spirit King.

The other party was wearing a white jade crown, wearing a mask with silver threads engraved on it, wrapped in cold mist, and standing tall. Just like the first sight at the entrance of Xiandu.

Only at that time, there was a layer of light on his side. This time, it was only dark night.

Yun Hai looked at him and was startled, but he said, Why are you still wearing a mask when visiting friends?

The Spirit King seemed to sigh very lightly: Do you think I am visiting friends?

Too.

Not only is he not like visiting friends, he doesn't even bring the boy he often follows, or even the sword he likes very much.

Yun Hai stood stiffly, and at that moment, there was almost a sense of confrontation between the old friends.

The King Spirit didn't move, didn't speak, and rarely spoke without laughter.

In the end, it was Yun He who spoke first: Sir, you... took over the imperial edict.

King Ling gave an um and said again: You have already guessed the edict, so you should also know what I am here for.

Yun Hai smiled bitterly: So, it's time for me to return to the world?

The Spirit King did not speak, it was a default.

Yun Hai: I thought it would be enough to waste Xiantai with a single jump.

He always thought that if he fell back into the world, he would stand on the Waste Immortal Terrace, and if he jumped down, he would do everything. It wasn't until this night that King Ling came with the edict that he knew it wasn't that simple.

He also had to abolish Xianyuan and cut off all connections with Xiandu.

The process was actually very fast, just in the blink of an eye, but it was stretched infinitely long because of the unspeakable pain. In a trance in pain, he saw Spirit King's finger hooking on something.

seems to be white jade

The colored bells, he couldn't see clearly, but he heard a little bell sound.

He suddenly understood where the legendary bell in Xiandu was. It was not hung under the eaves of the corridor, but was carried on the King Spirit.

Tianling... Yun He said hoarsely.

King Ling shook his head, his voice was vague and distant to him: The immortals spread it randomly, it's not called Tianling, it's called Mengling.

dream bell...

Yun He curled up, repeating the name unconsciously.

He heard King Ling say: The world is actually not bad. There is a Luohuashan city that is very lively and more interesting than immortals. This dream bell can be shaken nine times, and it can create a big dream for you. Sendai, in the past 100 years, if you open your eyes and forget, it will not be so uncomfortable.

The past hundred years are forgotten.

Is this why the bells would ring before those immortals were knocked down?

Will not remember anything.

Nobody will remember.

Without Xianyuan, the body of an ordinary person cannot last long in Xian.

Yun Hai was already chaotic, but he was still struggling. When the white jade bell rang, he gathered the last remaining immortal power and put on his own half soul to block the bell.

He was paranoid all his life. He didn't look back if he didn't hit the south wall, and he wouldn't look back if he did.

He didn't want to forget.

***

In the few years when Yun Hai first returned to the world, the wind and waves were calm.

Even if he tried desperately to block it, the dream bell was still effective. He still forgot everything in the past hundred years, and only vaguely felt that he had a dream one day, in which he broke his leg and blinded his eyes, and he was covered in blood. When he was hungry, he was carried on the back of the deer by the immortal.

He had mentioned that dream to many people, but he always opened his mouth and forgot to say anything, and could only end it in a hasty sentence.

Obviously he couldn't describe any scene, but he was sure that the dream was a mid-winter night, he was shivering with cold, and the immortal's hand was the only warm place in that endless cold night.

Just because of that dream with no beginning and no end, he began to try to learn some immortal arts and try to get closer to the immortal in the dream.

He had asked many immortal gates nearby, but none of them officially accepted him. It is said that he is born with flaws, cannot gather energy, and cannot condense Dan Yuan, which is really not the material for cultivation.

Later, when the world said chaos, it was chaos, and his arrogance was not enough to save his life, so he had to hide everywhere and live like a refugee.

One day, he encountered a foraging demon in the middle of the night. He was really lost in the fight and was drilled into his body.

The feeling of being eaten by the soul was no different from being blind or having a broken leg, and the pain made him scream.

When he curled up on the ground, he suddenly felt that everything seemed familiar.

He also seemed to be curled up like this, resisting something with all his strength, as if it was... a bell sound.

The most painful and ironic thing in the world is this-

When he was about to die, he remembered the forgotten hundred years. He remembered that the immortal and the white deer were not an empty dream. A hundred years ago, there really was such an immortal who took him out of the Hanshan Cave.

Remembering that he became the opponent's apprentice, he was once praised for his outstanding talent. I remembered that he was the youngest among the people who ascended to immortality, and he was in charge of the most abundant incense in the world of mourning.

On his last day in Xiandu, he wanted to see that person again.

How can he die if he can't see it yet.

***

Later, Yun Hao often thought that he was actually very talented, otherwise he would not have turned against the customer because he didn't want to die and absorbed the demon that ate him.

Xianmen said that he couldn't gather energy, and he couldn't condense Dan Yuan. Actually not, he just can't condense the immortal essence, the demon can.

When he was embarrassed and desperate to absorb the demonic energy, what flashed in his mind was the scene from a hundred years ago-he hid in a cave, and Huaxin came with a lantern to illuminate the cold night.

...

From now on, there will be no immortals to save him.

He barely survived, but he may not dare to see that person again until he dies.