Chang'an.
Near Alley 47.
After washing clothes and chopping firewood, the old man took the copper plate from the hand of the dark-skinned maid and prepared to buy hot and sour noodle soup.
This old man's name is Wei Guangming. He was the most outstanding and closest priest to Haotian in Xiling Temple for hundreds of years. After rebelling from Taoshan, he came to Chang'an. Under the guidance of Yu Liancheng, I met Sang Sang.
The moment he met Sangsang, Wei Guangming was shocked, because there was such a bright and pure person in the world, even he himself was far behind.
Perhaps, this is not a "person", but a "divine envoy" who came out of the Kingdom of Light and came to reincarnate in the world of Haotian for some special reasons.
Later, Wei Guangming became Sang Sang's teacher, and lived and ate in Laobizhai.
Laobizhai doesn't support idlers, except Ning Que.
Sang Sang arranged a lot of housework for Wei Guangming to prevent him from becoming a lazy old man with nothing to do except carrying a teapot and walking around the streets to pick his teeth and toilet.
Time is a great and magical existence. Wei Guangming was not used to it at first. After all, as the Great Priest of Guangming, even if he was imprisoned in the secluded pavilion in the back mountain, there were countless people waiting on him in his life. Where could his hands be? The spring water is over. But for Sangsang and to serve the light, he must do this.
As time went by, he began to get used to it until he became numb and even began to enjoy it and enjoy the fireworks in the world.
After carefully counting the coins in his hand, Wei Guangming put the coins into his arms and began to look forward to the hot and sour noodles soup.
Suddenly, Wei Guangming stopped and looked at a dark-skinned young man standing at the end of the street holding a long knife, looking at him with infinitely cold eyes.
Wei Guangming felt that this black young man looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that when he first met Sangsang, there was a young man with a black head who was seriously injured and was chased by the imperial guards.
Of course, he never bothered to pay attention to such trivial matters. He just wrinkled his nose and waved his hand on the tip of his nose, as if saying to himself: "The smell of blood is so strong, is he another murderous executioner?"
"My name is Zhuoer, and I come from a small village on the border of the empire. I have no relatives. They all died, as if under the iron hoof of Xiahou's sword."
Xiao Hei looked at Wei Guangming. Before killing the opponent, he would often tell the opponent why he took action.
His tone was calm, and so was his heart, like a lake of stagnant water, and the hatred seemed to fade over time.
But when I think of my parents and relatives who died under the iron hoof massacre, I find that the hatred is still hidden in my heart, still unforgettable and unforgettable, and my heart begins to make waves: "I always thought that my enemy was Xiahou. But I learned not long ago that... It turns out there is someone else behind the scenes."
Xiao Hei slowly pulled out the knife. The blade was slender and its light was like a stream of autumn water. With this knife, he had killed nun masters and sword masters, and ascetics had their heads cut off by this knife. There were also many so-called nobles who begged for mercy under the knife and pissed themselves off. But now, he is going to use this knife to avenge the blood sea of slaughtering the village and destroying the family.
"Today, I will cut off your head to avenge them." Zhuoer's tone was still calm, but no matter who it was, they could feel the killing intent in his tone.
The long knife made of fine iron became spiritual due to killing. At this time, it seemed that it felt the owner's unforgettable killing intention, and it trembled slightly, and a bloody aura surrounded the blade.
"So, is this what I owe?"
With an indifferent expression, Wei Guangming suddenly remembered what Yu Liancheng said when he met him for the last time.
He looked at Xiao Hei, shook his head and secretly said: "I do owe the world a debt, and you are the one who is collecting the debt. Unfortunately, I still have things to do now, and I can only pay this debt later."
"But I settled this account today."
Drow shouted loudly, slashed out the long knife in his hand, and violent murderous intent swept across a ten-foot radius.
There was even a blood-red energy flowing out from the blade, turning the world into blood. It even transformed into a fierce ghost in the air, roaring and slaying towards Wei Guangming with the light of the blade.
It has to be said that after some brutal killings in the underground world, Drow's sword skills have reached an extremely advanced level. Even ordinary masters in the Fate Knowing Realm will definitely die if they get close to him.
"Is this the Demon Sect sword technique taught by Yu Liancheng? It is indeed interesting."
Wei Guangming stretched out an index finger.
The light on the index finger shines brightly, like a slowly rising sun.
This is Haotian's world, and there is no doubt about the power of Haotian's divine brilliance, especially since the person who uses the divine brilliance is the rumored Great Priest of Light.
In front of Haotian Shenhui, the Blood Rainbow Sword Qi melted quickly like ice and snow under the blazing sun.
Then, the divine brilliance turned into substantial power and rushed toward the drow's chest at an incredible speed.
Drow blocked the sword with his sword, and his whole body was hit by the divine light and flew out.
"Your sword is undoubtedly enough to deal with ordinary people who know their fate. But it is still far from being able to deal with me." Wei Guangming said calmly: "I can't let people disturb my current life, so let me send you away The last journey. Now I owe another debt, but it’s too much, so I don’t have to worry about it.”
"Hey, old man, it's too early for you to be proud."
Zhuoer stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took out a book with a black leather cover from his arms.
The three characters "twenty-three" on the book revealed an extremely strange and cold atmosphere.
The book cover suddenly fell, fluttering in the wind, and then turned into a black cicada, stopping on the eaves.
The pages began to fall one by one, and then turned into cicadas, stopping on the ground, on the eaves, on tree trunks, on the tiles...
Chirp!
A cicada began to chirp.
Ten cicadas chirped.
Hundreds of cicadas, thousands of cicadas... All the cicadas began to chirp, heart-breaking, hoarse, as if the cicadas were emitting their last wail. But the sound didn't leak out at all, it just enveloped the alley. There seemed to be a transparent barrier in the air in the alley, as thin as a cicada's wings.
And it is this barrier that temporarily isolates this alley from Haotian's world, rejecting the divine radiance of Haotian and the entry of the vitality of heaven and earth.
Wei Guangming's face changed slightly and he wanted to exit the alley.
However, a ray of sword light suddenly swept towards him. Wherever the sword light passed, the bluestone was lifted up like a piece of paper.
Wei Guangming rolled suddenly and hid in a panic.
"Without the support of Haotian and the vitality of heaven and earth to mobilize, how strong can you, the Great Priest of Light, be?!"
The drow soared into the sky, and then descended from a high place. The long knife in his hand fell on his head, like a blood rainbow flying from the sky, with murderous intent.
…
"It seems like it's going to rain? Do you want to give the teacher an umbrella?"
In Lao Bizhai, Sangsang looked at the sky after washing his clothes, and he didn't know when the sky was filled with dark clouds.
Ning Que and the students in the academy all went to the wasteland to practice. In the old pen studio, she and Wei Guangming were left.
After getting along with each other for this period of time, Sang Sang has regarded Wei Guangming as a relative second only to Ning Que.
In Sangsang's eyes, Wei Guangming was an old man. If he really got caught in the rain or caught a cold, it would be very troublesome. If you go to see a doctor, you will have to spend several taels of money.
Soon, the door of Lao Bizhai's shop opened, and Sang Sang took an umbrella to look for Wei Guangming.
As soon as he took two steps, the heavy summer rain started to fall, and Sangsang quickly opened the umbrella again.
"This alley!?"
Sangsang stepped through the rain and when she came to the alley, her little brows furrowed. It was clearly an empty alley, but it gave her a very strange feeling.
Now was not the time to worry about this. Sangsang walked through the alley and found the uncle selling hot and sour noodle soup. The uncle said that he had not seen Wei Guangming.
Sangsang looked around again, but saw no one.
The rain had stopped, and Sangsang finally came to the alley that gave her a weird feeling.
She thought for a moment, gathered the divine brilliance of Haotian at her fingertips, and stepped into the alley again.
The moment he stepped into the alley, he seemed to have broken something.
The scenery in front of me suddenly changed.
The originally smooth and clean alleys became broken and broken, with hideous knife marks all over them.
boom! !
A figure hit the ground heavily.
Immediately afterwards, another figure descended from the sky and stepped on the old figure before Yu Zi struggled.
"Old man, you owe the lives of the three hundred and twenty-five people in our village, and the hundreds of lives in the general's mansion. I should have chopped you three to five hundred times first, and then killed you, but I don't like to torture people, so ……go to hell!!"
Zhuoer's mouth was bleeding, his face was slightly pale, and he was panting heavily, but his eyes were shining with excitement.
Even though this great priest of light cannot mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, he is still a first-rate powerhouse. However, it was he who won in the end.
Zhuoer raised his long sword and was about to kill Wei Guangming, but his expression suddenly changed slightly.
Because he felt that the vitality of heaven and earth was pouring into this world again, and the hoarse cicadas chirped without knowing when they disappeared.
Drow gritted his teeth and the sword flashed faster.
The next moment, the light shines brightly.
The long knife struck a patch of light, unable to advance an inch further.
But Wei Guangming also noticed the change in the vitality of heaven and earth, and immediately condensed a piece of light to resist the long sword.
"Teacher, Xiaohei, you..."
Sangsang looked at the two people not far away with a look of shock on his face.
She had a relationship with Xiao Hei, and she was deeply impressed by this guy who was darker than herself, and Ning Que seemed to care about this person named Xiao Hei.
It was Sang Sang who broke the world of Black Cicada just now.
The world of Hei Chan is strong on the inside and brittle on the outside. Coupled with the previous fierce battle between Wei Guangming and Xiao Hei, the world of Hei Chan was destroyed to a certain extent.
Sangsana's incomparably pure Haotian divine brilliance was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"Today you must die!!"
Xiao Hei completely ignored Sangsang and wanted revenge.
The long knife cut through the air and drew streaks of blood-colored rainbows, and the roaring sounds of fierce ghosts could be heard endlessly.
Although the world of Black Chan is broken, he can continue to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, but Wei Guangming's injuries are too serious, and he has not polished his body like the Demon Sect, so his life is now in danger. At the same time, Wei Guangming also noticed that there were several powerful auras coming towards this place, presumably from Talisman Master Yan Se, National Master Li Qingshan and others.
Even if he could defeat or even kill the drow, he would never be able to escape the pursuit of Yan Se, the Talisman Master.
"The debt you owe must be repaid as expected." Wei Guangming smiled bitterly, and the light in his hand suddenly collapsed, allowing Xiao Hei to slash his chest with a knife, and blood spurted out like spring water. Every time the cold blade advanced, it caused a stinging pain.
It broke our hearts.
The pain suffered by the General's Mansion and the border villagers back then was by no means worse than this knife.
"The debt... is paid. Dead people never owe debts. No one can ask dead people to pay debts."
Wei Guangming panted violently, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Sangsang, who was running towards him with an anxious and worried look on his face. A smile appeared on his lips with difficulty: "I've paid off the debt, now... let me complete the final... mission..."
At the last moment of his life, the body of the Great Priest of Light was annihilated inch by inch, turning into the purest light, which was injected into Sangsang's body.
Sangsang, who was trotting, suddenly stiffened.
While this Haotian divine light nourishes this small body, it also makes the cold aura that has been hidden in the body for many years grow rapidly.
Sangsang's face instantly turned pale, and she fell to the ground in pain. Cold black smoke emitted from her small body, freezing the entire long street in an instant, covering it with a layer of frost.
"What, what's going on? What did the old immortal do to this little girl?" Zhuoer, who was immersed in the joy of killing his enemy, frowned at the scene in front of him and scratched his head in annoyance: "If something happens to this little girl, and Ning Que finds out, will he still have to fight me to the death?"
"Light and darkness are one. The ultimate light is the ultimate darkness. What he said is indeed true."
Yan Se, wearing dirty Taoist robes, also appeared, his lips pursed and his brows furrowed.
As the guardian of Chang'an and the current master of the Shocking God Formation, he had already noticed the fight between Xiao Hei and the Great Priest Guangming.
In fact, he was also an important promoter of this plan.
Before Yu Liancheng left Chang'an City, he found Yan Se. After letting Yan Se see the future scene of the Tang Dynasty, he was persuaded.
Even if Wei Guangming didn't inject the vast brilliance into Sangsang's body, he would still use the Shocking God Formation to complete this step after the little black general Wei Guangming was seriously injured.
"Ahhh!!"
Along with the painful screams, the black cold power in Sangsang's body was completely released and injected into the sky, dyeing the sky above Chang'an pitch black.
From a distance, it looks like a black beam of light stands up, penetrating the sky and the earth.
Sangsang's figure slowly rose to the sky, and his eyes began to become indifferent, overlooking all living beings like a god.
A lot of black energy turned into pure black crows, making "quacking" sounds and whistling and dancing around her body. The whole of Chang'an felt like the end of the world was coming.
From the emperor's relatives to the traffickers and lackeys, everyone was terrified.
Yan Se frowned, waved his sleeves, and the Shocking Formation was activated. An invisible air shield enveloped the entire Chang'an, cutting off the cold air, but the darkness above his head remained the same.
"Light and darkness are unified and separated. Are you Pluto who destroys everything and brings darkness and cold, or Haotian who is a collection of all rules and leads mankind to the light?"
