Chapter 634 of the eighth part: blood in the chest, dreams are flammable!
Facing the situation in front of him, Chu Yang sighed deeply.
This time, he told this past incident deliberately in a humorous tone, hoping to make it as easy as possible. However, for these tough men, the truth of the incident is still a matter of life.
Unbearable weight!
Originally, Chu Yang had not thought of telling the most cruel things at once, but now, he has changed his mind.
Any concealment will be a great harm to such brothers, and efforts to conceal it will only cause more serious consequences.
They already have the strength and the right to know the truth!
Even though the truth is so hard to accept.
Not only do they need the truth, but the dead also need justice!
The crying of the three people has slowly stopped, but their bodies are still trembling slightly.
They were still grieving and still couldn't accept it, but in front of outsiders, they only lost their composure for a moment and then recovered their emotions.
A bright red color overflowed from the corner of Xuanyuan Changkong's mouth.
That was the internal injury caused by the backlash caused by using one's own cultivation to forcibly suppress the grief in my heart!
But he ignored the injury and took a deep breath.
This breath seemed to suck all the white mist around him into his belly.
It seems that all the sorrow and pain are buried deep in my heart.
"Brother Chu, our brothers are so confused." Xuanyuan Changkong took a deep breath and said word by word: "Please three of you... rest for now... let me wait... collect your thoughts carefully, and then
Communicate.”
Chu Yang stood up and said: "I understand, this is what it should be."
Xuanyuan Changkong smiled sadly and said: "You three go out and turn left. There is another house over there... The facilities in it are quite simple, which neglects Her Highness the Princess... But now... we are so excited that we can't control our emotions, and it is really not appropriate.
Let’s receive a few more distinguished guests.”
He tried hard to control himself and said to Zi Xieqing: "Your Highness, please forgive me."
Zi Xieqing nodded silently and said softly: "It can be seen from your reactions that maybe you are the brothers of the previous generation of Nine Tribulations who were famous in the Nine Heavens... The sword master seeks benevolence and gets benevolence. His wish will be fulfilled early... Such a sacrifice should be done in the future.
He has budgeted for it, but I believe it even more. His soul in heaven would not want to see his brothers grieve and get hurt under any circumstances..."
She paused and thought about it for a long time, but finally decided not to continue, and walked out with Mo Qingwu on her arm and followed Chu Yang.
The three figures gradually disappeared. Xuanyuan Changkong sat numbly on the chair, seemingly completely unconscious.
After a long time, he finally let out a gentle sigh. As he sighed, the tears he had held back before burst into his eyes again.
After Chu Yang and others left, the three of them sat quietly on their chairs, thinking about the past, and shedding tears quietly... except for the sound of tears falling on the ground.
smell.
Outside, on the bridge leading to the way we came, white mist filled the air and floated here and there.
In such white mist, nothing can be seen clearly and hazy.
This kind of white mist has existed for an unknown amount of time.
It seems that since the creation of the Nine Heavens Tower and the Purple Sky Heaven, these fogs have existed here.
Or it will continue to exist in the Ming Dynasty and in the future, as it has been since ancient times.
Isn't it just like everything in the world? No one can see what is happening on the other side of the fog of life!
Chu Yang, Mo Qingwu and Zi Xieqing sat in silence in the house on the other side, relatively speechless for a moment.
There is really nothing to say right now.
Faced with this situation, it is neither persuasive nor not persuasive; but it still has to be said, because times have changed, heroes cannot be wronged, and friendship cannot be erased.
But this truth brings great sadness to the survivors.
It hurts people even more!
Chu Yang looked up to the sky and sighed, murmuring: "How can things in this world be perfect?"
Zi Xieqing sighed leisurely and said softly: "How can things in the world go as everyone wants? Everyone can tell the truth, but once the crisis comes, how many people can avoid it?"
Mo Qingwu also sighed softly and said in a daze: "It would be best if the Nine Tribulations Sword Masters who followed those seniors are still alive..."
Chu Yang and Zi Xieqing sighed at the same time.
Still alive...
Is it possible?
Is it possible? - Chu Yang asked himself in his heart.
Outside, there was a sudden sigh of despair.
That was the voice of Xuanyuan Changkong.
At this moment, the three of them, Xuanyuan Changkong, had walked out of the room and sat down side by side on the extremely steep first bridge, staring at the vast sea of clouds in a daze.
"With blood in the chest, dreams can be ignited; brothers are here, and there should be no regrets; side by side, together we can turn the world around; brothers will live without regrets for nine calamities, and the roaring rain will blow through the nine heavens..."
Suddenly, Xuanyuan Changkong chanted softly like this.
This is the song of the Nine Tribulations brothers that I and others circulated in Jiuchongtian Continent when a group of brothers gathered together.
However, this song has not been sung for tens of thousands of years.
Because as long as you sing, you will think of that incident and that person...
Although everyone has countless midnight dreams, they always come back to him thousands of times and never forget every detail, but who can say it out loud? Who can still say it out loud? But now, it is here again, reappearing
this world.
Yang Zong and Yan Fei burst into tears and continued with choked voices.
"The path under your feet, the sword in your hand, level the mountains and cut off the sky; the Nine Tribulations Sword, the passionate righteousness moves the eight rivers; who is worthy of being a romantic figure? The master of the Nine Tribulations Sword is named Duan Tian!"
——The Nine Tribulations Sword Master, Duan Tian!
"Success is difficult, failure is also difficult; the three-foot green edge is proud of the world. Since ancient times, success or failure has not been determined by fate. With one strike of the sword, the world is cold; the float comes and goes without a name, the first hurdle for brothers in the Nine Tribulations!"
——The first of the Nine Tribulations brothers, success or failure!
"The ancestral soul of the river will be passed down forever, and the autumn wind will make the river cold..."
——The second member of the Nine Tribulations Brothers, Jiang Shanghan.
"..."
"The sky is stretched, and there are Xuanyuan; the stars change in the palm of the hand; the sun and moon are cold in the heart; the sword strikes ghosts and gods; the wisdom can turn the sky; in the center of the nine tribulations, sit upright and move the mountain; strategize with a flick of the finger, talking and laughing to overturn the nine heavens!" - Nine
The fifth calamity and the ninth calamity think tank Xuanyuan Changkong.
…
"Gai Qiongxiao, the long-lasting swallow in the sky; spread its wings and soar between heaven and earth..." The swallows of the Nine Tribulations Brothers.
"..."
The three people chanted softly, while singing and weeping. The sourness in their hearts was unspeakable. This song was almost an instinctive chant. It had nothing to do with their own will. The hearts of the three people had already returned to the past at the beginning of the chant. That was the most worth it.
A moment of remembrance.
In the past, when all the brothers gathered together, every moment, every moment, and everything happened, just passed by before my eyes; memories that I thought I had not reviewed for tens of thousands of years, and past events that I thought I had long forgotten.
This moment is so vivid. Just like yesterday.
Can’t bear to look back on the past?
It turns out it’s all in my heart!
The past singing and drinking, the past fighting side by side, the past singing and laughing, the past riding horses in the rivers and lakes...
Faintly, that very familiar face suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
He has black hair, a square face, a tall figure, and is dressed in white. His eyes are deep. Those two sharp gazes are like swords, as if they are about to pierce through time and space. In the long river of time tens of thousands of years ago, they shine on the faces of the three people again.
The bodies of the three people trembled at the same time, as if they felt the sincere gaze of those two eyes.
Sharp, sharp, and cold, but when he looked at himself, his sharp and infinite eyes were full of endless care and infinite gentleness.
Xuanyuan Changkong suddenly covered his face and shouted with a cry: "Boss..."
The sound is like the cry of an ape in the mountains, making my heart cry with blood.
"Ah~~~~Boss~~~~" Yan Fei looked up to the sky and hissed wildly, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, and said with a sad smile: "You are so cruel... You are so cruel... Hello
ruthless!!!"
However, the words 'you are so cruel' now contain completely different meanings from the previous curses and complaints in my heart.
You are so cruel to yourself...
Thinking of what Chu Yang said just now, the three of them were heartbroken.
"...Nine Tribulation Sword Masters in the past... use their bodies to open the passage of reincarnation, open the door to the outside world, use bones as walls, flesh to pave the way, blood to turn into the wind, and soul to become the blue sky; send my brother to fight against the devil outside the territory; raise my brother
, reshape the body and become an immortal golden body; help my brother to dominate the outside world and achieve immortal achievements; let my brother enjoy the same longevity and splendor in heaven and earth, and receive the supreme glory!"
Boss, our brothers are already fighting demons outside the territory, but...where are you? Where have you been?
Boss, brothers are now immortal, but what about you?
Brothers have achieved immortal achievements, but you have left behind eternal infamy!
Brothers have...
Boss...
Back then, when you were picking up our corpses, did you feel pain in your heart? It must have been heartbreaking! When all the brothers left and you were alone, did you regret it? You must have regretted it too! You don’t regret it at all!
You know that your brothers will all live with hatred for you from now on... Can you really be so calm?!
But we have misunderstood you for so many years and scolded you for so many years. Now that we know the truth...how can we feel so embarrassed!
The three of them burst into tears and were choked with words.
After a long, long time, Xuanyuan Changkong suddenly stood up, looking up to the sky and roaring!
The whistling sound penetrated the cracked gold stone and spread far away.
Then, somewhere far away, the same roar suddenly sounded...
One after another!
Xuanyuan Changkong stood up suddenly with red eyes, and strode into Chu Yang's room.
As soon as the door opened, Chu Yang and the other three looked at each other in astonishment.
Xuanyuan Changkong stared at Chu Yang with red eyes for a long time without saying a word.
Just looking at Chu Yang intently, he finally took a deep breath and said, "You said before that you wanted to pay homage to the Emperor Zixiao?"
Chu Yang frowned and looked at him. Before he could speak, he heard Xuanyuan Changkong say seriously: "We have thought about it, we will send you there!"
"We will send you there at all costs! As long as we still have breath, you will be safe!"
There was even a hint of hysterical determination in Xuanyuan Changkong's handsome expression: "We will set off in five hours!"
"Why?" Zi Xie asked puzzledly.
Not long ago, you were still trying your best to block it, with no room for change. Why did you suddenly change your mind 180 degrees now?
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