"Chonghua Qu!"
An old and sad name.
"Chonghua..." Jian Jue looked at this old friend who had used this technique at this moment.
This is to dedicate everything to Qingfeng and help him kill the enemy.
Chonghua, his name many years ago, made countless people nostalgic for him in the era when Jianjue and the others were rising, but Chonghua seemed to be focused only on cultivation and showed no mercy to anyone.
It was a secret realm jointly created by five sects in a trial many years ago. It was a time of chaos in the Yinfeng Valley. There is no doubt that Qingfeng Jianjue and others are the most amazing people. Chonghua, as the saint of Wuyinmen, , naturally included in this list.
But a mirror in the secret realm changed almost everyone's life.
Chonghua stood in front of the mirror and asked a question that concerned almost everyone of that generation.
"Where is happiness?"
It was a random question, but the answer from the mirror made everyone who entered the secret realm extremely disappointed.
Jian Jue deeply remembers that at that moment, Chonghua was like a white elf. It was the joy that came from the depths of the soul, and it was also the only time that cultivators of that generation felt joyful when they saw Chonghua's grace fully displayed.
There is only one person on the mirror. That is the direction of her heart. That is the sustenance of her heart.
The beauty at that moment is like the most beautiful scenery among the flowers, like the mysterious goddess of the Nine Heavens, dressed in white like snow, dancing in front of the mirror.
Laughter is like the best tunes, full of joy.
Qingfeng's figure seemed to be an eternity, firmly engraved in Chonghua's heart.
Jian Jue still remembers himself at that time, as if he had lost a lot all at once, and even lost his soul for many years because of this. Because of this, Jian Jue practiced Jue Sword, broke through the Grand Master with the ultimate sword intention, and became a master of swordsmanship.
However, recalling Chonghua at that moment, there seemed to be a ray of light shining in my heart.
Just when everyone's attention was focused on Chonghua, a sentence appeared in the mirror that no one knew.
A life of sorrow, a life of sorrow.
But what is surprising is that the head coach of the Kirigakure Sect at that time actually chose Qingfeng as the head coach of the Kirigakure Sect.
It seemed like a dream, but it broke Chonghua's dream.
Because the headmaster of the Kirigakure Sect is not allowed to get married. This is a sect rule that the headmaster of the Kirigakure Sect must abide by.
Therefore, Chonghua resolutely gave up her identity as a saint and disappeared without a trace.
A generation of beauty disappeared from the world. No one knew where she went. Many years later, Jian Jue met Chong Hua and settled down in the Beixuan Sword Sect. However, due to the relationship between his old friend and Jian Jue, Chong Hua moved to Beixuan. Not many people know about the Sword Sect.
After many years, maybe Chonghua couldn't bear it, and finally met Feng Feiyang in Qingming Town.
But Chonghua seemed to have experienced the world of mortals. Shortly after giving birth to Feng Feiyang, he left Qingming Town and left a message for the Feng family. This was how Feng Feiyang joined the Beixuan Sword Sect.
"No..." Feng Feiyang yelled. Although Feng Feiyang didn't know what the so-called Chonghua Qu was, he already understood a lot when he saw the image of his mother.
"Ah..." Qingfeng was also shouting, a heartbreaking shout.
Chonghua was well aware of the horror of Yinfeng Valley, so the moment he saw Qingfeng and the envoy of the Nine Palaces confront each other, he had already decided to help him succeed.
This vicious technique that absorbs people's cultivation and strengthens one's own body is undoubtedly terrifying for practitioners.
Between heaven and earth, a beautiful piece of music seemed to sound, descending from the eternal nine heavens.
Concentrating, everyone was concentrating, attracted by Jue Ne's music. Even the two sides who were fighting stopped at this moment.
"Moving music..."
"I didn't expect it to be so beautiful..."
"It's like a flower is blooming, showing the ultimate beauty in a beautiful posture..."
Countless people are intoxicated and cannot extricate themselves.
Heaven and earth are throbbing, and everyone is listening.
"It turns out that the legend is true..." Qin Ningyi murmured to herself, staring at the sky and feeling the beautiful music.
It can make people feel intimate. It was a woman dancing, among the flowers, performing a vivid dance with her graceful posture. Between stillness and movement, it was the most beautiful melody in the world.
The softness, tranquility and heartiness of Chonghua music belong exclusively to it.
This is a beautiful space that no one wants to destroy. The entire Kirigakure Mountain seems to be enveloped by this song, and it is eerily quiet.
"The rumored Chonghua music can soothe people's hearts. Once it is played, it will shock the world. I never thought that I would be able to listen to such a fragrant sound in my lifetime..." Even if the Demon Lord swallows the mountains and rivers with anger, he can feel at this moment that the world is still there after all. There is beauty.
Despite the determination to kill, nothing can replace the tenderness in a person's heart.
Even if the demon lord has great talents and strategies, he can't.
But a piece of music will eventually end, just like a flower. It cannot bloom in heaven and earth for a long time, and there will always be a time when it withers.
The song seemed to be gradually coming to an end, and the notes echoing between heaven and earth gradually faded away.
"No..." The heartbreaking cry became clearer and clearer as the song ended.
Qingfeng also loved Zhonghua deeply, but due to the restrictions of the sect's rules, Qingfeng chose to bury everything deep in his heart. However, he could no longer suppress it at this moment, because his lover was right behind him, performing the Chonghua song for him.
No one knows the consequences of Chonghua Qu better than him.
This is using one's utmost sublimation and one's whole body cultivation to bless one person.
And in the reincarnation of heaven, there is blessing, but there is naturally a price.
The price is to exchange one person's reincarnation for one person's unrivaledness.
Qingfeng's heart was trembling, but he couldn't look back at this moment, because the Chonghua song hadn't ended yet, which meant that he couldn't move, otherwise the beauty behind him would instantly turn into nothingness and be annihilated in the world.
"ah……"
Qingfeng felt that his heart was bleeding, and the mirror of creation seemed to sense the owner's emotions. It glowed brightly, and the top of Qingfeng's head emitted the light of the prosperous age, illuminating the world.
Looking at each other in the distance, Hell Mountain does not listen to the rotation, but is getting stronger and stronger. It is like the real hell coming back. You can even see the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, exuding a terrifying atmosphere. As the Nine Palace Envoys get better and better, Disgusting.
Hell Mountain, filled with gray aura, is like the most terrifying substance in the world, becoming more and more permeable.
The song is over.
The beauty has become extremely old, and her beautiful face has finally entered the posture of old age as her life is exhausted.
"Chonghua..."
Qingfeng turned around, hugged Chonghua in his arms, and murmured softly.
"Why are you so stupid?"
"Why……"
There were tears in the corners of Qingfeng's eyes, falling on the face of the person in his arms.
Feeling the warmth of his sweetheart, his wrinkled face smiled, "Brother Qingfeng is a great hero. I don't want to see you hurt, let alone you..." Chonghua's aura was very weak, and it seemed that he could die at any time.
"I don't want to see you bleed..." Chonghua is from the Yinfeng Valley era, and knows how terrifying the Yinfeng Valley is. Only with absolute strength can one defeat the Nine Palace Envoys, otherwise Qingfeng may fall at any time.
For Chonghua, this was more important than his own death, so when he saw Qingfeng bleeding, he resolutely chose to start the Chonghua song.
"I want my brother Chonghua to be a great hero who saves the world..." The old face seemed to be full of yearning, recalling the tall and solid figure he once had.
"Chonghua..." Tears fell and fell on Chonghua's face.
"Brother Chonghua, don't I look good standing at the top..." Chonghua wanted to raise his hand, but found that his hand was very weak and could not move at all.
"No, Chonghua is the most beautiful in my heart..." Qingfeng's hand touched his face, full of tenderness, but trembling, describing the sadness in his heart.
"It seems that I don't look good at this moment..." Chonghua's voice became lower and lower.
"No, you will always be the most beautiful..." Qingfeng was a little dull, and the tears in the corners of his eyes kept falling like raindrops.
"Brother Qingfeng, you said I would be your beauty in the next life, okay?" There seemed to be a trace of longing in Chonghua's eyes.
"Okay, okay..." Qingfeng nodded hurriedly, not as a comfort, but as if he was saying some kind of ancient oath. This was an agreement between him and Chonghua.
"So happy..." The smile on the old face was somewhat hidden, but Qing Feng could feel it affectionately.
"Chonghua..." Qingfeng's heart was bleeding, but there was nothing he could do, because once the Chonghua song started, there was no possibility of stopping it, let alone a cure.
"Brother Chonghua, don't cry, smile..." Although Chonghua couldn't move, he couldn't bear his beloved to be sad for him.
"Ah..." After Chonghua cried heartbreakingly, he finally forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, but it was deeply imprinted in Chonghua's heart.
On the other side, as the Chonghua song ended, the Demon Lord felt the aura on Qingfeng's body, and his eyes became more and more solemn, because he found that Qingfeng at this moment was a bit scary. Although he was still at the peak of the mountain building realm, he knew that he was at this moment. Definitely no match for Qing Feng.
"Envoy of the Nine Palaces..."
The eyes of the Ninth Palace Envoy were closed tightly, and his breath penetrated people. When he opened his mouth, it was like the judgment of hell, which was actually no different from the breath coming from Hell Mountain.
"Don't worry, I will solve it." The voice of the Ninth Palace Envoy was dull, and it seemed to have merged with Hell Mountain. At every turn, he had the aura of Zhong Yu Wanjun, which was very scary.
"Mother..." Feng Feiyang knelt down weakly and raised his eyes to the sky. He felt that his mother's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and he felt the same pain in his heart. Although his mother had no maternal love for him since he was a child, she had always taken care of him since he entered Beixuan Sword Sect, which made Feng Feiyang feel a little warm after all.
Feng Xing'er knelt beside Feng Feiyang, looking at her beloved, without persuasion or comfort, but feeling the same.
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"Brother Qingfeng, go kill the enemy. I want to see you dominate the world. Let's treat it as the last time to show the grace of brother Qingfeng for Chonghua..." Chonghua's voice was very weak, faint and absent at any time. May leave.
"Okay!" Qingfeng was weak and closed his eyes, but tears couldn't stop flowing down and hitting his old face.
"Go..." Chonghua couldn't bear to see his brother Qingfeng sad. Only in this way can he keep the beauty in his heart.
"Well..." Chonghua nodded, hugged Chonghua, came to the ground, and said: "Guardian Saint, I will kill the enemy."
Qingfeng's heart was bleeding, but for the sake of his beloved, he had to fly into the air.
"Mother……"
Feng Feiyang cried, holding Feng Xing'er's hand and ran to Chonghua's side.
"Feiyang..." The breath became weaker and weaker.
"Mother..." Feng Feiyang responded and came to Chonghua's side.
"My child, I can't give you any warmth in this life..." Chonghua's eyes were a little moist, because this was her own child. Even if she was cruel, she still couldn't help but feel sad when she was dying.
"Mother..." Feng Feiyang cried, holding the helpless hands.
"Let's fight!" Qingfeng's murderous intent was overwhelming, he acted like a mirror of creation above his head and killed Gao Tian.
Qingfeng knew that Chonghua was watching him, asking him to show his strongest side and leave her his most heroic side.
As Qingfeng continued to rise, the aura became stronger and stronger, and the Deduction Mirror showed the power of the artifact, shining brightly like the red sun.
