Chapter 96: The Hatred of This Life

No wonder Ye Wangxi despised the fact that Mei Hanxue was the same "elder brother" who had caused so much jealousy among the women at Peach Blossom Yard.

He was expecting a big man, but instead it was a white man who lived by his looks.

Mei Hanxue glanced at Xue Meng with a look of helplessness in her eyes, but ignored him, and plucked the strings of her zither a few times, and Snow Walk Palace's hundred monks, hearing the sound of the zither, scattered.

"For the zither section, play the yao guang song; for the lute section, perform the breaking dance."

As he gave the order, those who were playing the zither and strings instantly changed their music, and countless turbulent sounds of gold and stone gathered in mid-air, resounding through the clouds.

For a moment, the ghosts stopped killing each other, stretching their necks in the same place, looking blankly.

When Li Wuxin saw this, he remembered that the people of Kunlun Snow Walk Palace were not only good at music, but also knew how to mend boundaries, so he was overjoyed and looked up and shouted, "Nephew Mei, do you know how to mend this crack in the sky?"

Mei Hanxue didn't care that he was disgusted by the name "Mei Xianniephew", but replied, "The heavenly leak in the infernal hell cannot be filled by my power.

"Ah, this" Li Wuxin's face turned white and he finally sighed long and hard, "Alas."

"Hensetsu, Butterfly Town, can you hold the four boundaries?"

The speaker was Xue Zhengyong, who had been friends with Snow Walk Palace since the summit of death and life, and Mei Hanxue, meeting a familiar elder, first bowed with her lute in her arms and then said, "I can give it a try."

"Excellent," Xue Zhengyong said, "go and guard the quadrant boundary so that the spirits do not pour out. And call Yu Heng back."

" Elder Yu Heng "

"Ah, look at my memory, I forgot you'd never seen Yu Heng before. But that's okay, you'll know when you get there, it's the one who's guarding the boundary."

"Good." Mei Hanxue was quite composed, and with a deflection of her sword, she flew towards the edge of Butterfly Town as if she were a valiant meteor.

Nangong Si shot out three arrows in three directions, and as the bowstring buzzed, he saw Mei Hanxue fluttering like a star, and Snow Walk Palace, who was using the sound of the zither to confuse his enemies, was surprised and said to Ye Wangxi: "This man is so powerful, how can you say that he is a white man who fights with women "

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Ye Wangxi was also puzzled, but at that moment the ghosts were slowing down and it was a good opportunity to kill them, so he didn't think too much about it and just said to Nangong Si, "I guess he didn't use all his strength in that fight", and then concentrated on killing the enemy without further ado.

The ten major sects, the four of which had arrived by now, were no longer in such a mess when dealing with the Heavenly Rift, but were still struggling.

While the souls on the ground were stagnant at the sound of Snow Walk Palace's lute, more evil hissed out of the bloodshot eyes of the ghost world. The Snow Walk Palace were all standing in mid-air and could not divide their hands to protect themselves while the music was being played, so the demons rushed towards the Pipa and Guqin formations on the four sides of the clouds.

Snow Walk Palace had to divide up the music and play it in a different way. So the sound of the music of the retreating and exorcising enemies suddenly weakened, and the evil spirits on the ground sprang up again like ants in a hurry.

What was even more frightening was that as the gates of the Ghost World opened wider and wider, some of the high-ranking, shackled Li-Ghosts, having also absorbed a large amount of Yuan-Yang from the Human World, actually broke free of their confinement and swarmed into the mortal world with a bang.

These ghosts are different from the previous ones, their corpses and spirits are united, more violent and their spiritual power is higher, ordinary cultivators can't stop them alone, and there are even single disciples who are overturned by their palms, their white bony finger claws plunging into the chest and lungs of the living.

Poof.

The heart of the monk, full of spiritual energy, was gorged on by these high-ranking vicious spirits, and blood sloshed down their decaying faces.

With scraps of flesh and blood in their mouths, the fierce spirits grew even stronger and swooped into the crowd again, seeking new prey to bite like a cheetah.

All of a sudden there was chaos

Xue Zhengyong shouted, "Form a group, don't run around, don't be left alone"

But there were still panicked people crying out as they fled in all directions. The smell of blood in the air grew heavier and heavier, a tidal wave of evil spirits, a tidal wave of dead people

Nangong Si was in the middle of a battle with his bow and strings when a hanging ghost with a blood-red tongue wrapped itself around his waist and thrust its claws straight at his chest.

Ye Wangxi was far away, and when he turned back his face, which had always been calm, turned pale.

" Si "

"My Lord."

In the nick of time, Song Qiutong swept in with her sword and plunged it into the arm of the hanging ghost. But she had never killed a human being before, let alone such a hideous ghost, so she let go of her sword and it fell to the ground with a clang.

The Hanged Man swung at her in a frenzy of rage, and Nangong Si switched from bow to sword, blocking in front of her and shouting at her, "Get out of the way and go."

Song Qiutong was in tears and said: "Qiutong's life was saved by the Confucianism School, so how could he leave now?

Nangong Si is not good at dealing with women, but when he saw her soft posture and steely gaze, his heart was moved, but he could not help cursing, " Ye Wangxi "

" Ye Wangxi, get your ass over here and keep her under guard."

Ye Wangxi came bathed in blood, his handsome face covered in stains, and grabbed Song Qiutong's arm, saying sternly, "Find Brother Qin, don't run away."

"I'm not leaving, I can still help." She pleaded, " young master, I want to stay with you."

" Ye Wangxi you protect her"

Ye Wangxi's face suddenly turned ugly; it was rare for a man of his gentlemanly bearing to look so angry.

" Nangong Si ." Every word between his teeth was shaky and broken, "I think you're faint."

He ignored them both and swept up with his sword, hiding far away in the tide of corpses.

There are more and more high-ranking spirits, and they mingle in the crowd like sharp knives cutting through the belly of a fish and peeling off its scales, the sticky, shiny scales tinged with crimson blood, floating and sinking.

The evil spirits surrounded the living, trying to swallow them all and drag them into the infernal hell. Mo Ran, Xue Meng and Shi Mei fought with their backs against each other, but the circle became narrower and narrower, and with a swipe Xue Meng severed the arm of one of the evil spirits, bleeding a foot high.

When the attacking demons saw the strength of this man, they went around and all pounced on Shi Mei's side.

Seeing that it was no longer possible to resist, Mo Ran put his heart into it and said, "Shi Mei, open a guard formation and Xue Meng will hide inside."

"What?" Xue Meng was furious, "You want me to be a shrinking violet?"

"Listen to me and hide inside, it's too late to fight, how can we kill so many ghosts?"

Shi Mei said, "Mo Ran, what are you doing?"

"Don't ask too many questions, just do what I say." Mo Ran eased her tone, "It's okay."

As the circle tightened, Mo Ran urged, "Hurry up, or it will be too late."

Shi Mei had to transform the incantation and raise a blue imperial light formation to envelop himself and Xue Meng. When Mo Ran saw that the formation was complete, he suddenly drew out his sleeve and arrow and wiped his palm, spilling blood onto the formation to leave his own spiritual energy behind. His gaze sank and he shouted, "Don't work yet."

When Mo Ran closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the image of Chu Wanning's killing strokes, and when he opened them again, his eyes reflected the fierce faces of countless demons and monsters.

He drew a blow in the air with the seeker in hand, sparks bursting and splashing in all directions.

Mo Ran raises his hand, the hem of his coat hunting.

In that moment, his figure seemed to overlap with Chu Wanning's in his mind's eye, and the two men moved in a near-identical manner.

"Wind."

the clouds are breaking and the sky is low

The two men behind Mo Ran only saw a huge scarlet light formation like a red lotus from hell burning in full bloom, the strong wind passing through the ground like millions of shadowless swords, seeing ghosts dancing into shadows in Mo Ran's hands, flying sand and gravel wherever they passed, countless evil spirits were swept into the air currents of the rifting shore, instantly strangled into scraps of flesh

Chu Wanning The "wind" of the Tianwen group killing.

Mo Ran has learnt to be nine times more similar

As the wind died down, there were no bones and no armour left.

Mo Ran could not be happier, but she felt that she had not learnt enough. If they could regain their training immediately, they would not have been stretched so thinly by the lack of ghost world.

"Look over there."

Suddenly someone in the distance shouted this.

The crowd looked up in unison, but saw several imperial sword formations coming from several directions in the sky, each with different clothing and auras.

The rift in the Inferno finally alerted all the sects of Upper Fairy World, as the light sabres fell to the ground, or the beautiful people of Linling Island, or the Temple of No Mercy, with their majestic presence.

The people of the ten great sects have, at last, arrived.

More powerful fierce spirits continue to emerge, an endless tide of locusts, but with the steep increase in cultivators, the scene is gradually no longer at a disadvantage.

At the same time, Mei Hanxue and Chu Wanning's alternating spiritual energy finally completed, and the four boundaries in the southeast and northwest turned from gold to blue.

With Mei Hanxue guarding the edge, Chu Wanning swept up to the heart of the battle on the wind.

He looked up at the already fully open gaping hole in the sky, behind which there was a vague sense of some great, creepy evil power.

Chu Wanning could almost feel the madness of the power, like drinking the blood of thousands and the brains of billions of beings

If we don't seal the boundary, the evil spirits suppressed in the infernal hell will break free and come to earth.

Chu Wanning can't help but wonder if the man behind the curtain has gone to all the trouble of releasing some giant spirit from Purgatory into the red world

But what does he want?

"Master."

Shi Mei called out to him anxiously.

Chu Wanning heard the sound and turned his face sideways.

The sights of a previous life are reunited.

"Master."

Shi Mei also called him that at the time.

Chu Wanning heard the sound and turned his face sideways.

In the snow Shi Mei gasped, covered in blood, but her gaze was firm: "The Master is going to mend this crack in the sky"

"Hmm."

"But this is not an ordinary heavenly scar, this is a rift in the infernal hell, how can you alone resist it, Master"

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"I'm here to help Sifu. At least I learned the art of defending in Peach Blossom Yard, so I won't hold you back."

The conversation between the two men who decided to live and die long ago seems to be ringing in my ears.

Mo Ran's heart was pounding and her scalp was going numb as she suddenly pulled Shi Mei behind her and shoved her behind Xue Meng, shouting, "Xue Meng, watch him and keep an eye on him."

Xue Meng's eyes widened: "Where are you going, dog?"

"I"

A great wind rises, and the four fields are fishy and sweet.

There was no snow falling in the sky and everything was finally different from the previous life.

Mo Ran's eyes fell on the bewildered Shi Mei, and a sourness and relief washed over her.

This boundary could never have been filled by Chu Wanning alone.

But apart from their disciples, no one else was familiar with the Chu Wanning Reiki Heart Technique and could work with him seamlessly, so one of them had to go for this disaster.

The wind is blowing in anger, and miles and miles of slaughter.

Mo Ran suddenly took Shi Mei in his arms and, for the first time, took him directly into his arms, pausing for a moment before pushing him away again.

Shi Mei.

The person who died this time was afraid that it would be me.

"I will go and help my master seal the boundary." Mo Ran resounded, his tone one of undeniable determination. He narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Shi Mei again.

Suddenly he didn't want to care what people thought, didn't care that Xue Meng was right next to him, didn't care that he would be rejected, that he had waited two lifetimes, loved two lifetimes, and now he was leaving, perhaps never to return. In the gale he stands, wanting to say a few last words to the one he loves.

" Shi Mei, actually I "

But as he neared his head and spoke, the howl of the evil spirit drowned out his voice.

The lava-like impulse to roll and tumble grows colder in this stagnation and finally stops.

" Mo Ran, what do you want to say"

Mo Ran's eyes suddenly flashed back to a reflection of her past life, the half-rolled curtain under which was Shi Mei's gentle, smiling face.

So cruel.

He has remembered it all his life, from life to death, Beyoncé.

Mo Ran's eyes are slightly red, but she smiles.

"Nothing, good words don't come twice."

Shi Mei: "You"

"I'm going to do my master a favour, and if I still want to tell you when I return." He had deep pear swirls and a loving gaze, "I'll tell you again"

With these words, he turned and swept towards Chu Wanning.

Shi Mei is not going to die.

At least it won't die in front of him.

Mo Ran suddenly felt that the sky was high and wide, and that the figure in white flying in front of him was the end of his rebirth in this life.

His mentor, who had always had the world at heart.

At the time of Shi Mei's death, Chu Wanning chose to leave in order to complete the final patch and purge the demons and spirits that were running the show.

This time it was himself who was the fellow practitioner of the knot. Chu Wanning, who despises and hates himself so much, will not let his reputation as a Beidou immortal go to the death of a small, insignificant person.

"Master."

He stood in front of him. The ghostly light rose in his hand.

"This realm is difficult to mend, let me help you."

The situation was endangered and Chu Wanning gave him a non-committal look, which was tacit approval.

He leapt up into the sky and stood at the corner of the Chan House gable, followed by Mo Ran.

Chu Wanning said, "Form up and watch the light."

Mo Ran raised his hand at the same time as he did, one on his left and one on his right, and slowly lifted it with the spell seal of the Kuan Shou boundary on the end of his fingers.

"The formation opens"

With this low cry, their spiritual energy suddenly surged out from their bodies, and they stood in separate formations, working together to form an ever-expanding golden-red boundary with their cultivation.

The boundary touched the evil spirits that had just emerged, and they shrieked as if burned by fire and retreated into the eye of the ghostly realm, which became clearer and clearer, and the light array became more and more blinding.

The ghost eyes slowly closed under the force of the golden and red light formation, but they seemed to be reluctant, and the spirits inside became even more resentful.

With every inch of closure, the fierce Qi raging inside grew stronger and stronger, and by the time the two were just a few miles from the boundary rift, the demonic wind and evil Qi inside was nearing the point of actualisation.

Mo Ran's reborn body gradually felt like a million pounds on her shoulders, and her chest felt like a thousand pounds of boulders, and she couldn't breathe.

Over there, however, Chu Wanning's spiritual energy was smooth and strong, and came out in a steady stream.

An inch, then an inch.

The evil winds of heaven and earth had gathered in one place, turning into sharp knives and blades, smiting every inch of his flesh, bone and blood.

"Master."

As his consciousness faded, he seemed to see the scene again back then.

When Shi Mei and Chu Wanning join hands in the formation, the two worlds of yin and yang are closed in a matter of seconds. When the evil spirits that cannot return to the sun see the weakness on Shi Mei's side, they all converge and come towards Shi Mei.

"Sha"

In an instant, Shi Mei, who was doing her best to maintain the balance of the boundary, was pierced!

A repeat of the usual, almost nothing has changed.

Only this time, the man of all demons is Mo Ran instead.

Mo Ran felt a flash of fishy red before his eyes, and when he came to his senses, he understood that it was the hot blood gushing out of his chest.

He turned his face sideways with difficulty in this stifling draught, but saw Chu Wanning, dressed as snow, with a stern, cold look on his face, not even giving himself a second glance.

Myriad grievances suddenly rise in my chest.

The hatred is deep in the end.

He fell from the platform of Pangong, blood seeping from the corners of his lips, his chest red and flaming.

The fall was actually quick, but suddenly it felt so long, like a drowning man gradually sinking to the bottom of the sea, no longer hearing the whispers of earthly voices.

Chu Wanning, without lifting a hand to each other.

There is no blocking.

Not even, without distraction, to look at him.

As he fell, the red spirit was steeply missing, and Chu Wanning, as in his previous life, chose to use all his spells to patch up Mo Ran's unfinished knot, all by himself

Sealed with a bang

But the evil spirits left behind on earth, deprived of the nourishment of the ghost world's Yin energy, instinctively felt agitated and became more and more violent, enraging the monks against each other, killing flesh and blood in the blink of an eye, the array of many sects collapsed in a flash.

Chu Wanning fell from the sky. As he fell, Mo Ran was shielded by a light formation from the dragon pillar beneath him and did not fall to pieces.

But the entire chest cavity was pierced by the evil spirit and blood was spilled all over the floor, not unlike Shi Mei's.

Chu Wanning swept back the spirits coming towards Mo Ran and dropped a boundary with his backhand to protect him.

"Master."

The person behind him seemed to murmur this slightly.

"Are you leaving?"

Mo Ran was coughing up blood, but his face was smiling.

"Are you leaving again?"

Mo Ran opened his mouth, but a large mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed to his throat.

" Chu Wanning, are you made of wood? You don't get upset and have no selfishness, do you?"

" Chu Wanning "

" Chu Wanning "

He felt his eyes getting blurred, and after a fierce battle he was already covered in bruises, his forehead cut somewhere, blood running down and into his eyes, tears rolling down as he laughed long and recklessly, almost madly, from the sky.

He choked out, "Chu Wanning, turn around, look at me, do you want to go?"

Look at me again.

I'm going to die.

Shi Mei, back in the day, you at least, took one last look at him.

You

Is it true that

Doesn't like me at all Doesn't see me at all

Why else would you not even take one last look at me, why would you, never look back.

"Master."

Tears of blood fill the eyes.

The last thing I remember is the back of the man outside the golden boundary, alone and far away in white.

He went to quell evil.

It turns out that in his heart, no one in the world is more important than Mo Weiyu.