In fact, Xu Xian had not completely lost his consciousness. In his muddle-headedness, he could feel everything that was happening around him, but it was as if there was a transparent membrane between them.
Raising his hands, throwing his legs, casting spells, and speaking were all done by himself, but it did not feel like he was doing it.
His soul and body had not changed, but he was moving in a completely new way. It was an illusion that he had lost control, yet everything was under his control.
It was like a slow-motion scene in a movie. She threw herself at him, let go of the sword, held his hand, and called out to him. Then, everything collapsed, and the transparent membrane was easily pierced.
The Star Chasing Sword fell into the sea of clouds.
Xu Xian held her in his arms. She quietly closed her eyes, her face pale as if she had fallen asleep.
He trembled, looking at the dark red blood on his hand in disbelief. He felt as if the whole world was spinning, and the boundary between the sea of clouds and the starry sky was blurred.
His world kept falling, falling into a bottomless abyss.
Xiaoqing's eyes reddened. "Xu Xian, you bastard!" She was about to throw herself at him, but Ao Li hugged her tightly.
The two of them hugged each other and fell from the sky like birds with broken wings.
In the dark and cold sea of clouds, Xu Xian's mind was in a trance, and his heart was dead. What have I done?
…
Yun Yan paced back and forth with her hands behind her back, looking at the dark night sky from time to time.
Suddenly, a silver light fell, and it was stuck in the middle of the courtyard, trembling.
Yun Yan jumped in fright and quickly dodged to the side. It was followed by another sword, which had a smear of dark red on its body.
Yun Yan raised her head, and suddenly felt a cold crystal melt at the tip of her nose. She stretched out her hand and said in a slight daze, "It's snowing?"
Maybe it was because of the battle above the clouds, but the First Snow of the year came especially early.
In the Mysterious Temple, Yu Xuanji was sitting cross-legged on a praying mat, meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, Sun 'er ran in happily and said, "Master, it's snowing, it's snowing." Yu Xuanji frowned and pinched his fingers, but he could not figure out where to start.
Was it related to him again?
…
Through the thick sea of clouds, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, falling in a vast amount.
Her body, as light as the one in his arms, spun and fell to the ground.
Xu Xian slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Bai Suzhen's eyelashes fluttered and she opened her bright eyes.
She spun around and landed lightly on the ground with Xu Xian in her arms.
Frowning, he felt a sharp pain in his side.
Fortunately, it wasn't a vital point. During the clash of swords just now, he had managed to deflect the tip of the sword. However, the Star Chasing Sword's sword ray was too sharp and had scratched her.
Bai Su Zhen did not care about this little bit of pain, she pitifully stroked his cheek and called out, "Official, Official." She saw Xu Xian's eyes were closed, his brows were tightly knitted, as if he was in a painful nightmare.
Without any hesitation, she placed her hand on his forehead.
In the dream, it was a pure white world, snow was falling quietly. Xu Xian only felt cold all over his body, he knelt on the ground and couldn't help but tremble.
A man dressed in a black emperor's robe stood in the snow, he said indifferently, "Do you blame yourself?"
Xu Xian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot and filled with anger, he pounced at the man in front of him.
The man stood with his hands behind his back, he had no intention of dodging.
Just as Xu Xian's fist was about to touch the man, it passed through and he fell on the snowy ground, sending up a large cloud of snow.
Xu Xian said, "You?"
Dongyue The Great said, "If you want to blame yourself, then leave it to me!" This time, he did not use the 'emperor' to address himself.
"Official." An extremely soft voice fell into this world, but it was like a needle falling into a quiet world.
Bai Suzhen couldn't find him in the snow. Where was he?
Did he not want to face her?
His white robe was draped over the ground, his black robe was standing straight.
Xu Xian said, "It's all because of you, you used a sword to hurt her."
Dongyue The Great nodded, "It's me."
Xu Xian said, "It's you who lured me to this world?"
Dongyue The Great said, "It's me."
"It's you who planned all of this."
"It's me."
Every time Xu Xian questioned him, Dongyue The Great would nod in agreement.
Unknowingly, Xu Xian's white robe was stained with a layer of ink, and with every answer, the ink would spread more and more.
Xu Xian couldn't stop himself from talking.
"It's you who made it into a medical book."
"It's you who passed the exams."
"It's you who fell in love with Bai Suzhen."
Dongyue The Great was about to nod in agreement, but Xu Xian suddenly stood up straight. "No, it's not.
It's me, it's me. "He breathed heavily, almost fooled by him.
Dongyue The Great said, "Yes, it's me."
Xu Xian waved his hand, "No, it's not you, it's Xu Xian."
Dongyue The Great said, "I'm Xu Xian."
Xu Xian was stunned, "You're Dongyue The Great. No, Dongyue The Great didn't exist for a long time. You're just an illusion."
The so-called memory holder is just an illusion, like a reflection in a mirror. The person in the mirror has already left, but the mirror image still refuses to disappear.
It's still replaying the past over and over again, but it has already lost its support and became an illusion.
The water of time won't stop for anyone. From the moment one enters the cycle of reincarnation, the past and the past will become nothing.
What's the point of a dead person's memory other than distorting the will of the living?
The Great Monarch of the Dong Yue's cruel lips curled into a smile. "You finally understand?
Then who was it that stabbed her? "
Xu Xian lowered his head dejectedly and said, "It was me." When he admitted this, the black color on his body completely disappeared without a trace.
Dongyue The Great closed his eyes and sighed softly, "I'm just an illusion." This sigh seemed to carry endless vicissitudes.
Great Emperor Dong Yue had long since ceased to exist in this world, and it was impossible for him to be resurrected. Right now, he was nothing more than an illusion created by chance using his memories and merit. It reflected everything that had happened in the past, and for a moment, he even thought he still existed. Then, he immediately understood and awakened to the truth.
Illusion, illusion, illusion …
The sigh echoed between heaven and earth. Dongyue The Great's body gradually became illusory. "Xu Xian, don't forget, this is your life. Whether it's success or failure, it's all yours. Do things according to your will. Perhaps, you can go where I can't go and fulfill my wish." After saying this, he disappeared between heaven and earth.
If he retained his obsession with existence, he might have a dispute with the current Xu Xian.
However, the memory of a Divine Immortal gave him a clear understanding. A memory was like an answer, no matter if it was right or wrong, it couldn't be changed.
The real disappearance might be more valuable than an illusory existence.
Xu Xian looked around for him, but he only saw a blank face. He shouted, "Tell me, what is your wish?
What is my existence?
Tell me clearly. "
However, there was no reply. Xu Xian knew that he was wrong. He chose to give up his distant life and enter the cycle of reincarnation. It was definitely not for a rebirth. Then what was the so-called wish that he wanted to fulfill?
Xu Xian turned around and suddenly saw her figure.
Bai Suzhen's figure froze. She went forward and hugged him tightly in her arms.
Xu Xian said, "I'm sorry, I wanted to become stronger too much." I obviously wanted to protect you.
Bai Suzhen patted his back in comfort and said, "It's alright, I don't blame you." Her eyes were filled with joy from regaining what was lost, and there was not a hint of blame.
In the courtyard, Bai Suzhen hugged Xu Xian like a statue. Xiaoqing, Ao Li, and Yun Yan waited silently. Only the snowflakes fell. Not long after, a thin layer of snow fell on their bodies. Then, their bodies moved and they fell.
They opened their eyes at the same time and saw each other. It was like a dream.
Xu Xian used his hand to caress her side. However, he only touched her delicate skin. The wound had already healed. He heaved a sigh of relief.
The dark red bloodstain on his clothes was a ghastly sight. If it was an inch off, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
Xiaoqing immediately came forward to denounce Xu Xian. She asked what was going on.
Yun Yan and Ao Li were also confused.
Bai Suzhen helped Xu Xian up and said, "It's getting late. Go to sleep first. The official will explain tomorrow."
Xiaoqing widened her eyes and said, "Sister, you're too protective of him. He almost killed you just now!"
Bai Suzhen frowned and said, "Xiaoqing, don't talk nonsense. The official just couldn't control himself …"
"No, my wife. Xiaoqing is right. It's all my fault tonight.
I underestimated the influence of Dongyue The Great's memory. I wasn't completely unconscious during the battle. It's just that I couldn't control myself and almost made a big mistake. "
"My official, I should be the one accompanying you into your dream. That way, it wouldn't have happened.
As long as you're fine, I'm relieved. "
Xiaoqing looked at them. She stomped her feet and snorted coldly before walking away.
Yun Yan pulled the dazed Ao Li and left.
Only the two of them were left on the snowy ground. They returned to the room. Bai Suzhen used her arts to repair the door. She turned around and came to the bedside. Seeing that Xu Xian was still in a daze, she pulled his hand and said, "My official, don't think about it."
Xu Xian regained his senses. He looked at her face and forced a smile, "I'm still a little scared. Oh."
Bai Suzhen used her red lips to seal his words. Her tongue awkwardly probed into his mouth. She seemed to be comforting and teasing him.
How could she not be afraid in her heart?
After their lips parted, she said shyly, "My official, please help me change my clothes!"
Xu Xian put her down on the bed and took off her clothes. In the darkness, she looked like a snow-white lamb.
He caressed every part of her body carefully, wanting to make sure that she was still in his embrace.
Bai Suzhen only had time to set up an invisible barrier around them before she started to moan softly.
That night, Xu Xian fiercely occupied her. She also responded meekly.
They passionately felt each other's existence. They wanted to rub each other into their bodies.
In the courtyard, the long sword was still stabbed into the ground.
There was a faint trace of blood on the Star Chasing Sword. It was frozen in the wind and snow. When the light snow cleared, it slowly flowed down along with the snow water.
A big hand pulled out the bright Star Chasing Sword and placed it in front of his eyes. A pair of black and transparent eyes were reflected in it.
If this is your choice, then what is my existence for?
Time travel. Is there really someone in this world who can allow a soul to travel through the boundaries of time and space?
If there really is such a person, then why are there so many differences between the two worlds?