There are many handprints on the blood, and they are filled with the names of people who died at the hands of Sheng Xuanyuan.
The three tribes and ten sects did not investigate Sheng Zijing's escape, but brought the blood test to Bai Feng to question him.
The mansion on Bai Feng Mountain has been repaired and is barely habitable. Sheng Xuanyuan abandoned his cultivation and broke the muscles and bones in both arms. However, the wormwood preserved the tendons in his hands and prevented him from being completely disabled. Even though he was unconscious most of the time, he could no longer kill anyone.
Sheng Shangpei kept delaying external accountability.
How could he be willing to let his child be accused by thousands of people and die as a punishment? Sheng Xuanyuan had already given up his life when he broke into the Ghost Mountain alone, but now he was still trying to save others. He had ruined the cultivation he had gained through hard work in the first half of his life. Even if his sin was unforgivable, he could not push the child out with his own hands.
Shen Wei couldn't help but shed tears when he saw Sheng Xuanyuan going crazy all the time and losing all his cultivation. He is her youngest and most disobedient child. He clearly knows that she values him, but he loves to be rebellious and make herself angry. He was beaten, scolded, scolded, and forced to practice hard for many years. He never had a day's leisure to practice his true energy swordsmanship. But now he has severed his own meridians and all his previous efforts have been wasted. He obviously sacrificed his life to save the world, but he ended up shouting and killing.
When Sheng Xuanyuan woke up, he heard the denunciation of himself by the famous clan guardians. He couldn't refute it. If he said that those people were not killed by him, but because of the king's poison, the sword-wielding person said that it was the sword that killed the people. Kill, what's the difference?
Sheng Xuanyuan is not afraid of death, he is only afraid that if he dies, Qiong will be ridiculed as a traitor and will never be able to wait for him.
The old waiter of Jingxuan Pavilion was waiting in front of the bed. Seeing that he was distressed, he comforted him: "Young Master, rest in peace. The sect master will never hand you over."
Sheng Xuanyuan was silent for a long time: "My family has always been upright, and they are trying to protect me by force, but it is just to attract hatred and stain the family." The time he was able to wake up was very short, and he had suffered enough from the poison, no matter what his father and brother planned. He would have no objection to dealing with him.
"Young Master!" The old servant knelt down and cried: "I know that you are willing to die for mercy, but the kindness you ask for is nothing more than hatred in the eyes of those sects! How many disciples have our clan sacrificed and how much have we lost in this battle? Ah! The eldest young lady led people to decide the outcome of the Northern Territory. She killed Commander Kunzhai with her own hands. She still has lingering illnesses that have not yet healed. You put down the ghost chaos and attacked Kunzhai King City from within. How could you just listen to him? Angry words are dealt with at will!"
Sheng Xuanyuan pursed his lips in despair.
*
The Bai Feng clan never responded, and the quarrel between the various sects became more and more serious. The other four clans did not embarrass Sheng Shangpei too much because they were the protectors of the clan. However, the Jianghu sect was not willing to let him go, and even the leader of the clan came to the door in person. When asking questions and insisting on reaching a conclusion, Sheng Shangpei tried every means to send them away without ever relaxing his brows.
When several members of his family were filled with sorrow, Sheng Zijing finally came back. He brought back a Taoist priest with long robes and white beard who lived in seclusion in the world. This man knew something about poison and was willing to detoxify Sheng Xuanyuan.
The Taoist priest did not want to be named and called himself a "hidden doctor." When he saw Sheng Xuanyuan for the first time, he exclaimed: "It's actually a living humanoid Gu."
The next sentence is: "Now that it has been refined, there is no cure."
These words were the same as those of many doctors he had visited in the past. Sheng Shangpei sighed and felt that he was about to have a headache again. The hidden doctor asked his attendants to hold off Sheng Xuanyuan, and then carefully thought about feeling his pulse and spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, his meridians were all gone. At the same time, he found that his mind had not been completely refined, and there was a ray of soul that had not yet been connected to the king Gu. He stopped and said: "Sect Master Sheng, it is indeed impossible to untie this Gu. The King Gu in the Third Young Master's body has already connected with him." There is only one way to save him from symbiosis."
Sheng Xuanyuan regained consciousness at this time: "...What method?"
The hidden doctor replied calmly: "Cut the five senses and suppress the poison."
"Only by sealing off the physical senses can we gradually disconnect from this Gu. There is no other way."
There was no emotion on Sheng Xuanyuan's face: "By disconnecting, do you mean removing the poison?"
"No, sealing off the senses and undergoing marrow cleansing will make it no longer control the body of Third Young Master. As time goes by, when the life span of this poisonous insect expires, the poison will be released."
Sheng Xuanyuan was silent.
Sheng Shangpei asked: "How long will it take?"
"This Gu has a long life and can live for a hundred years. I think the second young master came to ask me to help the third young master get rid of the control of the King of Gu and regain his sanity." Doctor Yin said: "Ordinary people can't bear to lose their five senses. I can leave one or two for you. To ensure a normal life in the future.”
Seeing the dull atmosphere in the room, the hidden doctor sighed: "This is the last resort. In order to save your sanity, I have to give up some things. Third Young Master, you don't want to be tortured by this Gu and become crazy for the rest of your life, right?"
After a long while, Sheng Xuanyuan replied: "I need to find someone, I must see him. Except for vision, the other four senses can be cut off."
The hidden doctor shook his head: "This is not something you can choose. For Gu, eyes are greater than hearing, and taste is greater than touch. I can suppress poison and refresh your mind, which is the limit. If you are ready to lose your three senses, Please also let me wash your marrow."
Sheng Xuanyuan stopped talking.
Sheng Shangpei looked at his son: "Xiao Jing, this is the last resort."
He closed his eyes and nodded. I just heard my father say: "I'd like to thank the miracle doctor."
The hidden doctor stretched out his hand and pressed an unknown acupuncture point. Sheng Xuanyuan was helped up by his attendants as his whole body went limp. After several days of marrow cleansing and toxin suppression, medicinal baths, fire refining, and frequent bloodletting, he was groggy. The memory was filled with pain. When Sheng Xuanyuan opened his eyes again, there was nothingness and nothing could be seen.
From then on, nothing can be seen, nothing can be tasted, and nothing can be smelled.
Sheng Xuanyuan wanted to touch his eyes, but his hands were half-impaired and he couldn't even raise his hands. After struggling for a long time, he could only slowly put them back.
In the past few days of suppressing the poison, the Jianghu sects were in a quarrel. They broke into the mountains several times and almost fought with swords. The hidden doctor knew that he could not stay for long, so he handed Sheng Xuanyuan a bronze talisman and said: "Third Young Master, there are many people from the ten sects who hate you. I risk my life to come here because I appreciate your bravery in suppressing evil. I can't bear to see you do anything for me." The poison will ruin your reputation and torture you. This is the bronze talisman passed down from my family's ancestors. If the King of Gu dies in the future, and you come to me, or my son or grandson, we will unblock the three senses for you."
"...Thank you." Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know where the hidden doctor was standing. He only felt a coldness in his hands. He held the talisman board hard but let it fall to the ground. Old Steward Wang picked it up and bowed to the hidden doctor. thank.
How long will it take for Wang Gu to die in the future?
Ten years, twenty years or a hundred years?
Arrogant like him, his cultivation was destroyed, his arms were cut off, and his three senses were missing. He truly became a useless person. No matter how painful he felt in his heart, he was unwilling to show it on his face.
Sheng Xuanyuan could no longer be fooled by Wang Gu. It was time for him to find a way to let the ten factions of Jianghu rest in peace, and it was time to go find Qiong Yi.
He asked Steward Wang to support him to see his father. Sheng Shangpei looked at the gray and lifeless eyes of the third son, held his forehead, and sighed deeply. Sheng Xuanyuan knelt down and kowtowed: "Father."
"Third brother, I have discussed it with my father." Sheng Xuanyao said with pain. Sheng Xuanyuan didn't want his eldest brother to be here, so he looked in the direction of the sound. Sheng Xuanyao paused for a long time, and then said: "How many of the ten sects are there? Vow not to give up and demand an explanation. The clan will publicize that you committed suicide to silence others, and they will also...
He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said forcefully: "...I will also remove you from my ancestral home. From now on, the Sheng family will never have any grudges against Sheng Xuan."
Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned for a long time, and his gray-black eyes trembled: "Well..."
He pursed his lips: "That's good."
"I was also about to propose to my father that the clan would just forget my name and let me go away." Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his sightless eyes and repeated: "Very good."
"Third brother, this move is out of desperation. Otherwise, the fake death will be easily found out, and those Jianghu people will not stop." Sheng Xuanyao stepped forward to support his younger brother and said with red eyes. Sheng Xuanyuan took a step back: "I I know the difficulties faced by my elder brother and my father."
He said calmly: "My cultivation has been ruined, my muscles and veins are broken, I am a useless person. There are no useless people in the clan. I shouldn't keep them."
In his family, he went into misery to get rid of evil spirits; in the world, he suppressed two evil spirits, and then cut off his own future and tried his best to show his benevolence and righteousness.
He owes nothing to the clan, and as for the blood debt he has borne, he will slowly atone for it.
Sheng Xuan complained: "Please allow me to pack some old things, father. I will leave today."
After saying this, he asked the old attendant to help him leave. Sheng Shangpei lowered his head, with tears already streaming down his face.
*
Sheng Xuanyuan asked Granny Mo to help him pack some gifts and old things. Manager Wang's tears wet his clothes: "Young master, please take this old slave and Mo Man away together."
Sheng Xuanyuan said: "You are getting older, so you can serve your second brother Heping'er in the pavilion. In a few years, it will be time to go down the mountain to take care of yourself."
Manager Wang refused to agree no matter what. Sheng Xuanyuan's arms were half disabled and he had lost his senses. How could he survive alone outside?
After pleading hard, Sheng Xuanyuan agreed and said: "If you don't call me master or servant in the future, I will call you Uncle Wang."
Wang You nodded.
Sheng Xuanyuan wanted to take away the things Qiong Yi gave him. Those old things were kept in Jingxuan Pavilion and buried together with the collapse of the building when the ghost came to the world. After clearing the ruins, the excavated sound snails were broken into pieces, as was the agate hair crown, leaving only the hair rope exchanged with Qiong Yi when they fell in love. In the storage bag entrusted to the elders, there was also a recording mirror. Sheng Xuanyuan could no longer see the video inside.
After simply packing up these things, Sheng Xuanyuan wanted to take a look at Ping'er, but he couldn't see Ping'er's face and couldn't hold her, so he had to give up the idea.
Shen Wei secretly ordered his servants to stuff Wang You with a lot of banknotes. Sheng Zijing couldn't bear to let his brother leave. He couldn't hear what Sheng Xuanyuan said, and Sheng Xuanyuan couldn't see the expression on his brother's face. Farewell in silence.
Wang You carried his luggage, took Grandma Mo Moman with him, and left Bai Feng Mountain with Sheng Xuanyuan.
*
In the forty-third year of Tianmao, Sheng Xuanyuan and his servants left home and embarked on the road to find Qiong Yi.
Not long after he left the mountain, he heard the news that the third son of the Sheng family committed suicide.
"Sheng Xuanyuan" is dead. He died of being tortured by the poison and died of guilt. The funeral was loud, and the people of Luoyao mourned all over the place. After the obituary was issued, the name of the person was removed from the ancestral tree, and the person's existence was erased. The monks of the ten sects who had appealed and got the result got their wish.
But it has nothing to do with Sheng Xuanyuan himself.
Sheng Xuanyuan began to look for Qiong Yi. In the vast sea of people, he had become blind and could not communicate with Qiong Yi. She was also burdened with the reputation of being an undercover Kunzhai and a traitor of the five tribes. She could not speak out and could only speak one by one. Pointed, searching aimlessly.
One year, two years, three years and five years, half a life has passed, and the world is far away.
Sheng Xuanyuan sometimes thought that maybe the fate between the two of them had been exhausted when he met her.
He searched for many, many years. Long enough that Wang You and Moman died to protect him. Long enough that he was rescued by kindhearted people. Long enough that he learned medical skills and acupuncture. Long enough that his hands were healed from injuries. Long enough that people around him came one after another. After one death, Wang Gu died of old age. He found the hidden doctor's great-grandson and unlocked the three senses that were sealed away, and was able to see the light of day again, but he still couldn't find her.
Until the thirty-first year of Xingchen.
In the northern border of Changtai, Sheng Xuanyuan followed the clues and finally saw that unforgettable figure, dressed in blue and white, just like before.
He had been late for too many years, fearing that she had put aside the past and would not dare to meet him, so he had to borrow the help of others to lure her to see him.
If she still remembers, she will come to see him.
Fortunately, she never forgot that they hugged each other tightly and reunited in the Taoist temple.
For the rest of my life, there will be no more separation.
"The author has something to say:
In order to make it more sweet, I skipped the searching part in the middle. I will make up for it in the future.
Sheng Xuanyuan has never liked any woman except Qiong Yi from the beginning to the end, including the hundred years he spent alone with her. This boy is very infatuated.
I can’t add the main text, so I’ll leave a poem here.
"I haven't seen my old friend for half a lifetime, and there is a lot of sadness in the middle of parting."
