Qin Yu leaned against the big stone with his back, and Zou Xueqing nestled in his arms.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this." Qin Yu looked at the beauty in his arms and said softly. He was no longer the high-spirited person he used to be. Now he was just an old man who had run out of fuel and energy, which was in sharp contrast to the beauty in his arms.
"You know, I don't dislike these." Zou Xueqing leaned on Qin Yu's withered chest and whispered softly.
Qin Yu's body trembled sharply, and his cloudy eyes were filled with confusion.
Although he has been warning himself in his heart that this is an illusion, in the six months since he met Zou Xueqing, the times he warned himself have become less and less. There was even one time when Qin Yu wanted to stay like this forever.
"I will return to Yaochi Sect in a few days, but you must promise me to stick to it. Generally speaking, the life-sustaining Dao Pill can last for a hundred years. Because of the poison in your body, it can only last for about fifty years.
, but you have to remember that you have to keep your mood comfortable and don't get angry, otherwise, anger will cause poisonous effects and greatly reduce the efficacy of the medicine."
"Xingchenzi, you must promise me that you must wait until I find Lin Yu and get the antidote, okay?" Zou Xueqing said softly, with a prayer in her words.
Qin Yu was silent, but his heart was already pierced by thousands of arrows.
"By the way, Xue'er said you were hallucinating? What's going on?" Zou Xueqing raised her head and looked at Qin Yu with worried eyes.
Qin Yu's heart twitched, and he forced out a smile and said, "Yes, I saw a woman who looks very similar to you there. By the way, her name is Ling Yao..."
"Giggle, I think you missed me so much that you had hallucinations." Zou Xueqing covered her mouth and smiled. When she heard Qin Yu's words, she seemed to be in a particularly happy mood. She put her delicate hands around Qin Yu's waist and floated up, saying
: "In the hallucination, did the woman named Ling Yao hold you in her arms while traveling around the Tianqi Sect? Haha..."
Zou Xueqing left and returned to Yaochi Sect. Although he warned himself that everything was an illusion, Qin Yu still felt bad in his heart.
Seemingly aware of Qin Yu's loss, Xuer followed Zou Xueqing's example and snuggled into Qin Yu's arms obediently. From time to time, she told a few jokes she heard to make Qin Yu happy.
But Xue'er didn't know that Qin Yu was currently fighting between heaven and man.
Three years.
In the past three years, Qin Yu tried tens of thousands of times to break away from this illusion. The repeated failures made Qin Yu gradually confused. He even sometimes couldn't figure out which one was an illusion and which one was reality.
"Okay, Xuer, I want to be quiet." Qin Yu gently pushed Xuer away from his arms and said calmly. In order to keep himself awake, Qin Yu gradually and deliberately alienated Xuer and everyone.
, for fear that if you are not careful, you will get lost in it.
Xue'er's thin body trembled slightly, she raised her head and said "yes", then stood up, not daring to look at Qin Yu, and trotted towards the house.
Qin Yu did not dare to turn around and look at Xuer's figure. He forced himself to recall Zhuhuang's words and the body sitting cross-legged on the stone steps, telling himself over and over again that this... was an illusion.
"As expected of a powerful existence that can suppress the wilderness. This illusory formation alone is extraordinary. Such an illusory formation would probably be unbearable even if the state of mind is as solid as a rock." Qin Yu said to himself, he thought that his state of mind was extremely high, but in
In this illusion, I have been lost more than once.
"How can I break this formation? I've tried every method, why can't I break this formation?"
"That's right. If it were so easy to break, it wouldn't make Zhuhuang so afraid."
Qin Yu forced his thoughts to revolve around the fantasy. Only in this way could he concentrate his mind and not get lost.
fifth year.
With the effect of the Life-Sustaining Dao Pill, Qin Yu's body is not strong, but it is no different from ordinary mortals. Moreover, in the past two years, the Netherworld Nirvana Poison has not occurred.
In the past two years, Qin Yu was still looking to break through the illusion formation, but found nothing.
On this day, Qin Yuzheng and an old man with gray hair and boyish face were playing Othello next to the big rock on the top of the mountain.
"Ancestor, where is your sword?" Qin Yu held the black chess piece in hand, pondered for a moment, then landed on the chessboard and asked calmly.
The old man has fair hair and a childish face, a ruddy complexion, and long eyebrows perpendicular to the corners of his mouth, giving people a kind-hearted feeling. He is none other than the ancestor of Tianqi.
"Why are you interested in my sword?" Patriarch Tianqi glanced at Qin Yu and asked, not stingy. With a wave of his right hand, a sword floated in front of Qin Yu.
This sword is about eight feet long and is completely black. You can't tell what material it is made of. Its appearance is even more ordinary, as if it is an ordinary sword.
A bull's head symbol is looming, giving this sword a sense of mystery.
"Is this forged by Blacksmith Wang Daniu and Wang Xian?" Qin Yu glanced at the bull's head and said calmly.
"Why, boy, have you fallen in love with this sword? Haha, boy, as long as you suppress the Netherworld Poison in your body, I will give you this sword as a gift. This sword is extremely extraordinary, and I can only get a glimpse of it in my life.
Moreover, this sword is not complete. It is said that Master Wangxian also forged a sword when he forged this sword. When the sword is integrated into one, it is complete. Boy, once the sword is integrated into one, it is no longer an immortal weapon, but a wild weapon.
!It can be called the last... desolate soldier in Taichu!" Patriarch Tianqi said with shining eyes.
Qin Yu was moved and in a daze at first, but when he heard what happened later, he was shocked. He thought about his murderous sword. Could it be that... the sword that Patriarch Tianqi mentioned was the murderous sword?
No, this is a phantom formation, definitely a phantom formation.
Why have I never heard Patriarch Tianqi say this before? It was precisely because he had the fierce sword forged by Wang Daniu that in this illusion, Patriarch Tianqi said that the swords merged into one and became a desert weapon.
Suppressing his inner emotions, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with light, and after a sunspot fell, he said: "Ancestor, how much do you know about the illusion array?"
He stroked his white beard and said: "Boy, that's right. Although this poison has worn you down for several years, it has also worn away a lot of your edges. Your mood has improved in recent years!" After dropping a white stone,
Then he raised his head and said, "Why are you asking about the magic array?"
"I'm wondering if this world is an illusory formation." Qin Yu said slowly while staring at Patriarch Tianqi.
Patriarch Tianqi was stunned for a moment. His deep eyes looked at Qin Yu with scrutiny. After looking at Qin Yu for a long time, he said: "That's not right. How could you become obsessed without practicing?" With that, Patriarch Tianqi looked at Qin Yu.
He reached out his hand and turned into a stream of pure Tao Yuan that poured into Qin Yu's body.
"Ancestor, can you prove that this is not an illusion array?" Qin Yu continued to ask.
"Proof? Boy, what's going on with you?" Ancestor Tianqi's face gradually became serious, and he looked at Qin Yu.
"I know that all this is an illusion, this is my inner demon, all of this..." Before Qin Yu could finish speaking, he only felt the world spinning, and a heartbreaking pain rushed into his mind from the back of his head.
Before fainting, Qin Yu heard the murmur of Patriarch Tianqi in a trance: "It's still a magic formation... Boy, have a good rest."
Return to Tianqi Sect, tenth year!
On top of the mountain.
Qin Yu frantically flipped through the mountains of books in front of him. He asked Wang Qing to go to other big cities to purchase these books. Most of them were about fantasy formations, as well as many ancient books from the Taichu period.
"No, it still doesn't work. Although there are many ways to break the illusion formation, I tried them all, and they all failed!" Qin Yu struggled to tear an ancient book into pieces, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his chest heaved violently.
Ten years, exactly ten years, even though Qin Yu was in a very high mood, he gradually couldn't hold it anymore. The repeated denials made Qin Yu confused, and he couldn't figure out which one was real and which one was an illusion!
"Brother, what are you looking for? Let Xuer find it, okay?" A charming girl in white was about to squat down.
The girl was Xue'er. At this time, Xue'er was already seventeen years old. Her facial features had grown, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white. Her black hair made her skin white, and her crystal clear eyes shone with concern.
"Go away!" Qin Yu suddenly raised his head and shouted.
Xue'er, who had not yet crouched down, staggered backwards and almost fell to the ground. His delicate and charming face was pale, and his eyes filled with crystal tears showed grief. When he saw Qin Yu's gloomy side face, Xue'er burst into tears.
Yong, covered his mouth, turned around and trotted away.
Qin Yu did not look at Xue'er's back and forced his eyes to focus on the books.
"Pavilion...Pavilion Master, is...did sister Xuer do something wrong? Even if sister Xuer did something wrong, it must have been unintentional. Pavilion Master, you don't know, sister Xuer did something wrong to prevent you from letting Gu
The Lord is so sad that he has been unwilling to practice..." A tall and burly young man said timidly.
Qin Yu's mind was shaken, his eyes were blood red, and endless grief surged in his heart.
This is a fantasy...
This is a fantasy...
Qin Yu murmured in his heart, picked up an ancient book, stared at every word in the ancient book, and muttered words just to get rid of other thoughts.
"The Desolate Blade is the ninth in the Desolate Weapon Book. It is known as the last Desolate Weapon. It is the pinnacle work of Wang Daniu, the first immortal blacksmith in the beginning. It resembles a knife and a sword...it can be divided into a knife and a sword..."
Qin Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at every word in the ancient book. His whole body felt like he was struck by five thunders!