Deep in the desert, Mo Yun was intercepted at this time alone, and without even thinking about it, he knew what great changes had happened to the royal city. He was afraid that something would happen to Su Hejin, so he almost risked his life to fight Qin Hanchuan. The dust covered the sky, and the swords slashed the sky. It was no longer a duel that ordinary monks could intervene in. In the end, Mo Yun burned all his cultivation alone, and still Died by the tear-breaking sword.
Qin Hanchuan had never suffered such a serious injury. She covered her chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The tears in her hands broke from the tip and turned into water droplets falling down, protecting the master's lifeline, and the sword body also perished.
"...An opponent with some strength." Qin Hanchuan looked at Mo Yundu who disappeared into the quicksand and said coldly to himself: "You can barely compete with me by stealing other people's energy, but you are no better than a rat."
*
Sheng Zijing brought back Sheng Xuanyuan and the news that Kunzhai Palace was massacred.
The whereabouts of King Suhe of Kunzhai are unknown, and the commander-in-chief Mo Yun died alone, but several generals on the front line are still there. After receiving the news, they were filled with grief and anger, and vowed to destroy the five tribes and ten factions retreating in Brown Valley. All the monks who accompanied Qin Hanchuan were buried in the yellow sand. In addition, Sheng Xuanyuan killed many high-level elites, which made it even worse for the monks in the valley.
Sheng Xuanyuan, who was brought to Brown Valley, woke up from the drug. The poison took effect again and no one could get close to him. The elders of several sects placed restrictions on him. People who knew about poisons and traveling doctors came to see him one after another. Some people recognized that Sheng Xuanyuan contained the most amazing poison in the world and had become one with him.
To put it simply, the voodoo is him, he has become the voodoo, inseparable and incurable.
The doctor explained: "This technique is vicious and requires a large number of living people to kill each other. I am afraid that the third young master Sheng will be the last one to be released, and he has become a human-shaped Gu." He sighed again: "The monk who came back said that no abducted people were found. The corpses of his fellow sect members were also devoured by him, and he refined them and devoured them."
Even though the Sheng family suppressed the news, it spread quickly, and monks from various sects talked about it. What was worse than regret was anger. They only said: Sheng Xuanyuan was reduced to this state purely because of his own fault. It was nothing more than harming himself by leaving the camp without permission. He also killed so many of his fellow disciples and became Xirong's thugs and puppets. His sins were grave.
"If I had known that Sheng Xuanyuan had become like this, why would I have saved him?"
"If it weren't for that deaf man who insisted on going his own way, how many people would have died as a result!..."
"My senior brothers and sisters...were all killed by Sheng Xuanyuan..."
"He not only killed the people who came to save him, but also killed so many innocent people. He should be punished with his life!"
The public anger was hard to quell, these people spoke angrily, and some even ran to Sheng Xuanyao to demand an explanation.
Sheng Xuanyao was heartbroken to see his Yao brother who was finally rescued like this. Qin Hanchuan experienced a fierce battle and his heart was damaged, which made him even more worried. The little niece Ping'er, born to Sheng Fei'er and Zhu Yunluo in her golden years, was entrusted to the care of her parents. Since the fall of the war, the children have been unsettled. Jin Xin wrote: Ping'er was seriously ill and stopped breathing every three days. , can't eat anything. Sheng Zijing did not want to face the fact that his wife was dead and refused to look at the child, which made Ping'er feel like he had no father or mother. Family affairs are difficult to settle, and world affairs are also difficult to settle. Sheng Xuanyao is overwhelmed by many things. Faced with these questions, he really can't take care of them.
Sheng Xuanyao thought: The third brother sacrificed his life to pacify the two evil spirits. He is a hero in the world. It is impossible for him to pay with his life because of Kun Zhai's poison. The war is not over yet, we cannot let him stay here for a long time, we must let him go first, and then find a way to keep him in the future.
After thinking about it, Sheng Xuanyao asked his second brother to take his younger brother out of Brown Valley and return to Baifen to rest. He also asked Sheng Zijing to seek medical advice and see Ping'er.
Su Ye has been visiting Sheng Xuanyuan every day since he was rescued. Sheng Xuanyuan was restrained and he was sitting quietly on a stone chair, as if he was meditating. Once someone came near, he would explode, and his hands would explode. The restraint on his wrist was almost broken by force, and he probably wouldn't be trapped for long.
Su Ye came here many times, but Sheng Xuanyuan never woke up once. Every time he looked at his friend's cold and unfamiliar eyes, with murderous intent hidden in his eyes, Su Ye felt like his heart ached.
Qiong also disappeared, as if she had disappeared from the world, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.
Yan Tingshen is no longer in the army. He may have been killed or escaped.
Sheng Xuanyuan was tortured like this...
A sense of powerlessness always restrained Su Ye. He was already the head of a clan and the master of a sect, but the people he cherished were tortured, but he could do nothing to help.
Sheng Zijing agreed to Sheng Xuanyao's instructions. He found Su Ye and asked Su Ye to help him take Sheng Xuanyuan away. Sheng Xuan resented that he had killed too many people by mistake. Once the internal conflicts intensified, he would definitely be killed. He also said that after taking his third brother away first, he would find a way to remove the poison from him.
Su Ye had no reason to refuse. He got the drug for Sheng Zijing. The two of them opened the barrier in a coordinated manner and successfully brought Sheng Xuanyuan out of Brown Valley.
In these days, the Xirong pseudo-cultivators' counterattack has become more and more fierce. There are few military advisors among the five tribes and ten factions who can control the overall situation. The clan leaders of each tribe can only encourage their disciples to hold on for a while. There are civilians who spontaneously organize into armies, and even if there is a gap between monks and mortals, they are not afraid to die.
*
Sheng Zijing took his third brother back to Baifeng Mountain. The houses on the mountain were in ruins. Before Sheng Zijing had time to settle Sheng Xuanyuan, he woke up from a coma early. He still had no self-awareness. After waking up, he broke the restriction and immediately pulled out the hair. Fighting with his brother with his sword.
Sheng Zijing knew he couldn't wake him up, so he went up with his sword. The two fought on the top of the mountain for two full days, until Sheng Xuanyuan knocked his brother down on the rock with a sword, took advantage of the situation, came over, and tightened his neck.
The sky was dark and it was raining heavily. Sheng Zijing's whole body was covered with injuries. His breathing became more and more difficult. He was no longer a match for his younger brother. He lay on his back in the mud, his eyes washed away by the rain. Sheng Xuanyuan's eyes were as cold as ink, without a trace of emotion. He used force in his hands to break the opponent's neck with great skill.
Sheng Zijing noticed the faint "click" sound of bone cracking. He thought that he was probably going to die here, but without any fear, he called out hoarsely, "Ah Jing."
A weak voice reached his ears, and Sheng Xuanyuan suddenly paused. He seemed to realize something, and the neck in his hands burned like charcoal, and he stood up.
His mind became clearer and clearer. Looking at his brother covered in bloodstains, Sheng Xuanyuan's pupils shrank violently: "Second brother, I..."
He looked at his blood-stained hands, his knuckles trembling incessantly. He could more or less remember what he did when he was controlled by the king Gu, the comrades who begged him in the dish pool, the monks who came to the royal city to save him, And the brother who is about to die before his eyes...
Sheng Xuanyuan held his head and fell to his knees in the rain: "What...have I done..."
Sheng Zijing couldn't hear his heart-breaking roar and climbed up with difficulty: "Ah Jing..."
Sheng Xuanyuan had never been so powerless and hated himself so much. He had killed so many people and almost killed his brother with his own hands. He couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and his eyes were red. He tried his best to die and said: "Second brother! I I don’t want to do this anymore! Just kill me!!”
"Kill me! Please kill me!————"
Sheng Zijing understood what he was talking about and shook his head.
Sheng Xuanyuan froze on the spot. He swallowed the taste of blood in his throat, turned around and stood up, recalled the Chengying Sword. As soon as he took the sword, he wiped it hard towards his neck.
"Sheng Jing!" Sheng Zijing's eyes narrowed, and he struck Cheng Ying away with a magic spell. His sword clanged to the ground, and he endured the pain and said angrily: "I rescued you, not to ask you to die to apologize!!!"
"Then let me come back and kill more people?!" Sheng Xuanyuan was on the verge of mental collapse. Regardless of whether Sheng Zijing could hear it, he shouted sternly: "I've become like this! I killed so many people! I can't control it at all. Poison! If I don’t die, more people will die because of me!!————”
"What will Lu Xiyan do if you die?!" Sheng Zijing quickly stepped forward and grabbed his collar, yelling: "A Luo is no longer here, how will she survive if you die again?!"
These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, shaking Sheng Xuanyuan to the spot without moving. He thought of Qiong Yi who was rescued by him, and his heart felt like a knife.
Yes, he still had Qiong Yi, and he also said that he would go find her. At that time, Qiong Yi was carried away by a horse. She suffered so many injuries and was not very conscious. How could she survive?
But with his current appearance, how could he still go to see her? How could he still have the dignity to see her?
"Qiong Yi..." Sheng Xuanyuan closed his eyes in pain: "She is still waiting for me... to find her..."
Sheng Zijing let go and fell to the ground. He mentioned Qiong Yi just now because he knew that she was the third brother's most cherished person. Judging from Sheng Xuanyuan's lips just now, Lu Xiyan might really be alive.
Sheng Xuanyuan was propped up in the mud, his eyes blinded by the rain. He felt the turbid Qi in his body in a daze. He couldn't remember how many people he had killed to get this. The king Gu would make him violently bloodthirsty and angry all the time, changing his appearance beyond recognition, and almost killing his brother with his own hands...
Then if you can't even lift the sword, you will no longer have the power to kill.
Thinking of this, Sheng Xuanyuan had already made up his mind.
He closed his eyes, slowly clenched his fists with both hands, and the muscles and veins in his body twisted and twitched rapidly. The whole body's true energy gathered and burst out of his Dantian, gathering on his arms. His sleeves were torn apart, revealing his swollen forearms. Then there was a burst of blood, all the energy left the body, the meridians in both arms were severed, and the Dantian was empty for an instant.
Sheng Zijing was shocked and helped him: "What are you doing?!"
It was already too late. Sheng Xuanyuan shook his body twice and suffered severe pain. He successfully destroyed his cultivation and severed the veins in both arms. His arms hung limply, and he could no longer lift his hands. He just said calmly: "Second brother. This way, I won't hurt anyone anymore."
"Sheng Xuanyuan!" Sheng Zijing raised his hand to feel his pulse, and felt that Sheng Xuanyuan had severed his veins and became a mortal: "You are really crazy! Your cultivation..."
If his cultivation is filthy, it will destroy all his inheritance, so it’s okay not to do it. Sheng Xuanyuan thought so, his head began to hurt again, and his consciousness was gradually swallowed up.
Sheng Zijing restrained Sheng Xuanyuan, who was controlled by Wang Gu, and put him aside. He dug in the ruins of the high-rise building for several days, and finally found the last beetle fruit that had been saved that year.
Sheng Zijing knew that Ping'er was seriously ill, but he did not hesitate. He gave the fruit beads to Sheng Xuanyuan to suppress the poison, and then took him to find his parents. Sheng Shangpei and Shen Wei took care of him, while he went around to seek medical treatment.
*
Xirong's fierce attack did not last long. In less than a month, they began to retreat due to civil unrest in the royal city. Five tribes and ten factions joined forces to drive them back to the Western Desert, and established a new fort hundreds of miles away from the original pass. The platform is used to observe the trend of the Rong people.
In the forty-third year of Tianmao, at the beginning of the year, Kunzhai was destroyed.
Su Hejin had no heirs and no candidate for the heir apparent. The branch of Brother Zeng Wu tried to seize power, and internal fighting continued. The remaining parties of the Lanwu and Geer clan made a comeback and tried to restore the country. In the end, the royal power was seized by Zeng Lanwu. After several divisions, it turned into small kingdoms and tribes, and took the initiative to show favor to the five tribes.
The war finally subsided, and the five clans promised to give the ten sects of the rivers and lakes mental rewards, which were divided according to their merits. It was time to settle all the grudges, big and small.
The first person to bear the brunt of the bloody accusation was Sheng Xuanyuan.
