Time passed.
On this night, two days away from where Xu Qing had discovered the Profound Nether Sect, the starry sky was filled with stars. The moonlight was bright and the moonlight was like a curtain.
From afar, the night sky was vast and the earth was quiet. Light and moonlight intertwined and flowed, condensing and filling the world.
The melodious sound of a flute could be heard from the spiritual ship.
It was no longer the sound of a flute. Instead, it had a rhythm and a melody. It contained a murderous intent that was different from that of Immortal Zixuan's flute.
This intent came from the fast-paced melody. It was as if an army was fighting in all directions. However, the melody soon changed, as if the war had ended. After looking at the corpses on the ground, the survivors looked up at the sky and had many inexplicable doubts about heaven and earth.
As the confusion grew, it was as if the person playing the flute had integrated all his thoughts into the sound of the flute, and it reverberated continuously.
However, if this fell into the ears of those who were familiar with flute music, they would be able to tell that the melody was unfamiliar and that it was played by a beginner.
However, it was clear that joy came from the heart, and it was not difficult to learn it. At least, that was the case for Xu Qing.
At this moment, he was wearing a purple Daoist robe and holding a green flute. He sat cross-legged on the deck, and his long hair fluttered in the wind. Together with the moonlight, it looked like a haze.
In particular, his eyebrows were as sharp as swords, and his eyes were deep and slightly sunken. The flute in front of his lips covered half of his handsome face, and his slender hands placed on the flute on his left side. Most people who saw him would praise him as a handsome young man.
Moreover, the way he played the flute was indescribably charming. The Mystic Immortal, who had one hand on one side of his hair and was leaning on an imperial concubine's chair made of thousand-year-old cloud wood, opened his eyes slightly and emitted a strange light.
This light gradually intensified, and the flute melody gradually became chaotic.
Xu Qing chose to close his eyes.
This period of time was an indescribable experience for him. He had never experienced anything like this before, so he didn't know how to deal with it. Therefore, other than meditating, he focused more of his attention on this new knowledge that he had learned.
Xu Qing had always been very respectful towards knowledge, and he was very good at it.
Just like when Master Qi taught him how to play chess, Xu Qing would occasionally think of the chessboard afterwards.
Xu Qing liked Immortal Xuan's flute music from the bottom of his heart. He was not a person who was good with words, and the flute music could better express the thoughts in his heart.
However, the Xuan Immortal's gaze left Xu Qing at a loss.
He couldn't understand the Profound Nether Sect's Old Ancestor.
He couldn't understand why the other party wanted to tease him.
He felt that at this point, the appearance was no longer important. Besides, he had seen the other party attack seven times during this period of time.
Every time, it was an understatement. Every time, everything would dissipate.
Not a single drop of blood could be seen on Heavenly Immortal Violet-Mystic's finger.
Sometimes, the reason for the killing was because the other party was looking for death and had evil intentions. Sometimes, it was because of the Immortal's likes and dislikes.
For example, in the past, a foreign cultivator had only glanced at her for a moment in midair, and in the next moment, that foreign cultivator had turned into ashes and disappeared from the world.
Every time this happened, Xu Qing's heart would ache for the souls. He needed 120 souls to stabilize his spiritual aperture, but it was not convenient for Xu Qing to ask.
At the same time, Xu Xiaoshou noticed that Heavenly Immortal Violetmystic seemed to have something in common with other people. She often waved her hand to resolve some mundane matters in the small, impoverished nations that they passed by.
For example, he had passed by a small country a few days ago. During this period of time, thieves had appeared in the country, and it was difficult to catch them. This was a common occurrence, and most cultivators would not pay attention to it. However, Xuan Supreme Immortal had waved his hand and caught the thief, causing him to disappear into thin air.
All of this caused Xu Qing's understanding of Supreme Immortal Purple Profound to be shrouded in fog.
Exalted Immortal Purple Profound's temperament was similarly unpredictable. At times, she was like a young girl, her happiness written all over her face. She would get off the boat and pluck a beautiful flower from the mountain.
Sometimes, she was full of valiance, drinking mouthful after mouthful. Her fine black hair fluttered about, full of moonlight.
There were also times when her body was incomparably cold, and she attacked with the intent to kill.
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The name of the song
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At other times, her body would emit a strong charm. Every frown and smile of hers would exude an indescribable charm, giving others a feeling that she was extremely charming.
Xuan Supreme Immortal Purple Profound also had her gentle moments. Every time Xu Qing made a mistake in his flute music, her body would surge with a gentleness like water, and she would gently tell Xu Qing to correct him.
Innocence, coldness, valiance, jianghu, seductiveness, gentleness … Xu Qing had never seen so many different temperaments in one person.
After they arrived, Xu Qing saw another kind of temperament in Supreme Immortal Purple Profound.
That was when they had arrived at the Profound Underworld Sect. This small sect had been terrified and shocked, but the entire sect had received them with unprecedented respect. Heavenly Immortal Purple Mystic looked at these people, and a trace of reminiscence appeared in her eyes.
"Are you Little Yun?"
The old man who had once pretended to be mysterious trembled at this moment, and he spoke softly.
"Reporting to Supreme Immortal Profound Underworld, I am … Little Yun.
The old man felt bitter in his heart. He looked at Supreme Immortal Purple Profound and could not recall anything that had changed.
Many thoughts and emotions welled up in his heart. He could still remember when he was still a child. He had followed his master around and personally witnessed how infatuated his master was … However, in the end, no one had successfully entered the world of the Purple Supreme Celestial.
"Bring me to your master's grave."
There were no traces of time on Supreme Immortal Purple Profound's body, but at this moment, compared to the old man, time seemed to have slowed down.
Xu Qing followed silently. Soon, under the old man's guidance, they arrived at the backyard of the Profound Underworld Sect. There was a solitary grave there, and before the grave was a willow tree. The willow tree swayed in the wind as if it had a spirit, and it was excited by the arrival of Supreme Immortal Purple Profound.
Supreme Immortal Purple Profound took a few steps forward, looked at the grave, and spoke softly.
"This old friend of mine is a person.
Xu Qing thought about the past and did not speak.
The old man beside him was filled with emotions.
Not long after, Xu Qing and Supreme Immortal Purple Profound left.
Before leaving, Supreme Immortal Purple Profound asked the Profound Underworld Sect if they were willing to leave and join the alliance. The old man of the Profound Underworld Sect was very tempted, but in the end, he looked at the grave and shook his head to decline. He only asked that the undercurrent be led by them.
Supreme Immortal Purple Profound agreed and personally set up a formation here. Then, he stood on Xu Qing's spiritual boat, and the boat left.
The journey back was always faster than the journey back. As Xu Qing's flute music improved, they got closer and closer to the Eight Alliances.
On this evening, when they were still an hour away from the alliance and could see the sea in the distance, Supreme Immortal Purple Profound, who was sitting on the railing of the boat, looked like he was about to melt into the sunset, and he spoke softly.
"Xu Qing, play that song. I want to hear it."
Xu Qing sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. He thought about it for a while, picked up the willow flute, and placed it by his mouth. In this evening, the flute music was drawn out.
It was filled with the spirit of the pugilistic world, narrating the joys and sorrows of a life. Everything eventually turned into a pot of wine.
In loneliness, he drank it in one gulp.
They had arrived at the alliance.
"This song is called Death of Parting. I created it in recent years."
In the afterglow, Supreme Immortal Purple Profound stood at the bow of the boat and looked ahead. The wind blew her hair, and her clothes fluttered. It was as if she was going to be blown away by the wind.
That feeling of loneliness seemed to have penetrated all the surface layers and was slowly blown out by the wind. It filled the surroundings and was also contained in Supreme Immortal Purple Profound's eyes.
As her gaze deepened, she looked back at Xu Qing. There seemed to be a deep pool in her eyes, as if she had firmly remembered Xu Qing's appearance. In the end, she smiled gently.
Xu Qing raised his head and looked at Supreme Immortal Purple Profound.
"Back then, many people gave me gifts. Just the flute alone numbered more than 100. I forgot who gave me this willow flute, but I like this flute very much. Little friend, thank you for accompanying me on this journey. I'll give it to you."
Supreme Immortal Purple Profound picked up the wine pot and drank a mouthful. She flicked her hair and looked indescribably heroic and valiant. With a step, she stepped into the sky and walked further and further away.
Xu Qing looked at the flute in his hand. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Supreme Immortal Purple Profound, who was heading in the direction of the Xuan You Sect. An indescribable feeling rose in his heart.
After a long time, he took a deep breath.
Song Named Death of Parting
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He cupped his fists and bowed. Then, he controlled the boat to return to the Seven Blood Pupil.
At the same time, Exalted Immortal Violetmystic, dressed in white, returned to the pagoda above the Dark Abyss. She stood there and looked in the direction of the Seven Blood Eyes. After a long time, she murmured softly, "The Seven Blood Eyes ….
"If you were born a hundred years earlier …"
"Then what?"
A gentle male voice came from behind Supreme Immortal Purple Profound. The blue-robed Eight Sect Alliance Leader walked out of the void and arrived beside Supreme Immortal Purple Profound. He also looked at the Seven Blood Pupil.
"If he were born a hundred years earlier, Master, do you believe that he would be a skeleton now?"
"Or perhaps, the current him can also turn into a skeleton." As he spoke, the Alliance Master of the Eight Sect Alliance turned to look at Xuan Supreme Immortal gently.
"Do you dare?" Supreme Immortal Purple Profound asked with a cold expression.
The Eight Sect Alliance Leader stared at Supreme Immortal Purple Profound. After a while, he smiled and shook his head.
"How could I harm such a genius of our alliance?
However, Junior Sister, although I'm wary of the fate soul that Master left for you … your lifespan is almost up. It's a pity that you've found the light you need at this time. "
"Thirty years of lifespan will pass in the blink of an eye. If he doesn't reach the Spirit Treasury, he won't be able to repair his Dao with you. In the end … you'll still have to choose between life and death.
"I'll ask you again next month." The Eight Sect Alliance Leader smiled faintly, then his body slowly dissipated.
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Song Name: Death of Parting