I have a book of salvation

Wen Qitian's story is moving.

Yu Chen listened for a long time and sighed.

As an outsider, he sighed sadly just after hearing it.

Not to mention how angry and regretful everyone in the academy felt when they saw such a talented person fall.

No wonder it’s an “unbearable thing”, and it’s understandable.

Say goodbye to Zhu Guangyu, step onto the Dongxu Formation, and return to Shangjing.

Yu Chen went to the market, bought some vegetables and meat, and returned to the Sky Burial Abyss.

It was already afternoon.

After dinner, he sat cross-legged in his room, practicing his inner spirit and testing various tricks and magical powers.

It was late at night in a flash.

Until the bright moon was in the sky and the night wind was howling, Shitou came running in and gave him two letters, saying they had just been sent.

Yu Chen opened it and saw that one of the letters was sent by Qin Long, telling Yu Chen about the secret realm of Pingtian, so that Yu Chen could go there if he wanted to, and they would also go to Yujian Mountain by then.

There was another letter sent by Yu Youyu, which also said that the secret realm of Pingtian was opened, and she would take a group of young disciples from the Yama Holy Land there, asking Yu Chen if he wanted to go.

From the beginning, Yu Chen didn't want to get involved in these things.

After all, he had seen the map before, so the Xixia Ancient Mountain was too far away, and the secret realm opened for more than a month, so it would be a waste of time to come and go.

But when Yu Youyu said this, he was a little moved.

After all, they haven't seen each other for a long time, and they miss each other deeply.

And just when he was hesitant.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In the silent night, the sound of the death knell echoed in the sky burial abyss.

As soon as he went out, he saw a huge funeral procession coming up the mountain.

These people, wearing long Confucian robes with sad faces, surrounded a black wooden coffin and remained silent.

The more Yu Chen looked, the more he frowned.

Because in this huge crowd, many of them have only been seen during the day!

Qing Huan, Zhu Guangyu, the master of the academy, and the many young students I saw among the mountains and rivers of the academy today.

They all came for funerals.

It seems that a very important person must have died before this happened.

Countless students watched as the black wooden coffin fell into the celestial abyss.

The inspector bowed his head and left in silence.

In the end, Zhu Guangyu and Qing Huan did not leave.

"Master." Qing Huan greeted, but under such circumstances, he couldn't be lively.

But Zhu Guangyu smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect to meet again so soon. But Xiaosheng, I really don't want to meet my husband in such a situation."

The night is as cold as water.

Yu Chen brought the two of them into the house and made a cup of hot tea.

In the mist of tea, Zhu Guangyu just explained everything.

——The corpse in the black coffin is none other than the former monster, the former number one genius, Wen Qitian.

Yu Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking that although this guy was crazy, at least he looked healthy. He had only seen him during the day, so why did he suddenly die suddenly?

When he thought about this, he naturally gave up the "murder" conjecture, because if this was true, then Shanhai Academy had already set off a terrifying bloody storm in Shangjing.

Scholars like them are just gentle on weekdays, but once they are provoked, they will also be arrogant and upright.

"Elder brother... committed suicide."

Zhu Guangyu spoke in a low tone and sighed: "In the evening, after dinner, he rarely changed his clothes, tied his hair, shaved his beard, and cleaned his face.

At that time, not to mention the students and the teachers, they were all as happy as anything - the teacher said that as long as the senior brother wanted to, he could change back to the Wen Qitian who surpassed the entire generation anytime and anywhere.

Coupled with the introduction of the junior sister, it is simply... a double happiness. "

But the joy is not over yet.

Wen Qitian left a letter, which generally expressed his guilt over the years and thanked the academy and many seniors and juniors for their tolerance. But when the time came, he had to do something, so he took the first step.

The letter was placed on his already cold body.

The students who discovered this were shocked.

After the academy elders came over to take a look, they confirmed that Wen Qitian was not invaded by external evil spirits, nor was he murdered. Instead, he cut off his soul and died.

In grief, he complied with his last wish and sent him to the abyss of heaven as soon as possible.

That's what happened.

Finally, Zhu Guangyu looked strange and asked, "Sir, do you and senior brother know each other before?"

Yu Chen was stunned and shook his head.

"That's weird." Zhu Guangyu frowned, "In the afternoon, he just asked Xiaosheng about you."

The doubts were not answered, and Zhu Guangyu did not want to go into details. After chatting for a while, he took Qing Huan down the mountain and returned to the palace.

Under the orange oil lamp, Yu Chen did not stand up. Instead, he sighed and shook his head: "I never thought that the goodbye Mr. Wen said would come so quickly and... so unexpectedly. ”

"Hahahaha... I guessed it right, fellow Taoist... can see me!"

Under the light, an illusory ghost figure smiled and spoke.

He wears Confucian clothes, a long crown, and black hair. He has a handsome face and handsome features. He is in his thirties, gentle and elegant, like that handsome young man.

And that face, Yu Chen also recognized, it was the sloppy man he met during the day.

——The academy genius who once suppressed an era, the one who finally became as decadent as a wild dog on the street... Wen Qitian!

"What on earth... do you want to do?" Yu Chen asked, rubbing his temples.

Even now, how could he still not understand that Wen Qitian committed suicide just to see him.

It was not Yu Chen who was the gravekeeper, but the judge who was looking at the last wish.

"I don't know either."

Wen Qitian sat down and shook his head slowly.

"But I am the spiritual root, and I have a slight ability to predict what happens to me.

From the moment I met fellow Taoist, my spiritual roots told me that only fellow Taoist can help me achieve my goals.

But only if I need to die. So, I died and met my Taoist friend as I wished. "

Wen Qitian spread his hands and spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was talking about what he had eaten tonight.

Yu Chen was frightened when he heard this!

This madman actually committed suicide and ended his life just for the little "foreknowledge" given by that spiritual root!

"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up. And if I cannot do that, my life will be nothing more than...a walking zombie."

As if he saw Yu Chen's horror, Wen Qitian smiled slightly, "Besides, my prediction has never been missed in the past thirty years.

So fellow Taoist, maybe you can help me? "

madman!

Really crazy!

Yu Chen could only sigh.

Then, amid the buzzing of the Savior Sutra, golden light shined.

This revolving door of Wen Qitian's life flickers by.

But compared to the previous revolving doors, Wen Qitian's memory was fragmented.

Yu Chen could only piece together his amazing and bizarre life through broken pictures one after another.

Let's talk about Wen Qitian, who was born in a small town in the Eastern Wasteland. He was an orphan. Later, he was fortunate enough to be discovered by Shanhai Academy and worshiped Shanhai Academy.

But when he was eight years old, due to the factional struggle within Shanhai Academy, he was plotted against by traitors because of his terrifying talent. Although the rebellion was finally suppressed, he was blind, speechless, and his legs were paralyzed, and his life fell into endless chaos. dark.

But during these days when he wanted to commit suicide countless times, he met a senior sister from Shanhai Academy, a woman named Yan Yu, who broke into his life.

Senior Sister Yan Yu ran around for him, looking for medicinal materials; she read Braille with him and taught him carefully; when he was most helpless, he asked for help...

During that darkest time, I accompanied Wen Qitian through endless suffering.

Three years later, he finally recovered.

Under the suppression of that spiritual root and peerless talent, his cultivation path progressed by leaps and bounds.

During this process, senior sister Yan Yu stayed with him silently.

When he was brilliant, she would watch him quietly with a smile on his face; when he was down, she would hold him in her arms and comfort him softly.

In Wen Qitian's life, senior sister was everything.

Finally, at the age of twenty, the two decided to be a Taoist couple for life.

At that time, the secret realm of Pingtian was opened, and Wen Qitian went there without hesitation.

Senior sister Yan Yu is naturally by my side.

There are seven levels in the Pingtian Secret Realm. The higher the level, the greater the opportunities for creation.

I heard that on the seventh floor is the inherited mantle of King Pingtian.

At first, Wen Qitian was not interested in this so-called inheritance. He had his own way and firmly believed that he would not lose to others.

It was just a joke from the senior sister. From such a high place, the scenery must be enchanting.

Wen Qitian laughed, thinking that there was nowhere to go in the world, so he took his senior sister and entered the seventh level of Pingtian for the first time, which no one had ever set foot on before.

Wen Qitian couldn't remember what happened next, not even the broken picture.

The next scene is a revolving door,

After Wen Qitian escaped from the seventh level of the secret realm, he was covered in scars and embarrassment, but Senior Sister Yanyu stayed in the seventh level of the Pingtian Secret Realm forever.

After returning, Wen Qitian went crazy.

Every time I dream, I dream of Senior Sister Yan Yu being tortured in that secret realm of Pingtian.

In the past ten years, Wen Qitian has regretted countless times.

Why are you so arrogant and take senior sister into the seventh level of secret realm?

Why did he escape in the end, but his senior sister stayed in the secret realm forever?

Why...

Too much guilt, too much regret.

But once the secret realm of Pingtian was opened, it was hidden in the void and could no longer be found.

The next time the secret realm was opened, ten years later, he was already over thirty years old and could no longer enter the secret realm.

Wen Qitian, no matter what, was powerless.

For ten years, his life seemed to have returned to the darkest period. He had lost his backbone and lived in a state of confusion and decadence.

In the beginning, his senior sister rescued him from the abyss; now, because of his arrogance, she personally sent him into the abyss.

From then on, Wen Qitian was trapped by inner demons and was unable to practice. He made no progress in ten years.

In the end, he finally changed from the arrogant genius to a wild dog on the roadside, and became the "unbearable thing" of Shanhai Academy.

In the ultimate decadence, he was on the verge of despair. He was addicted to the anesthesia of strong alcohol, thinking that he would never have another chance in this life.

until today.

When Yu Chen appeared.

His Dao Spiritual Root roared out with a louder voice than ever before!

——This person can help me!

So, like a drowning person, grabbing the last straw; like a sleeping beast, opening its eyes.

The fire called hope is burning!

After arranging his clothes, cleansing his face and tying his hair, he slashed his head with a knife, cut off his heart and died instantly!

According to the Beijing calendar, in the seventy-ninth century, in the spring of eight hundred and sixty-four, the secret realm is about to be opened.

Wen Qitian died and woke up.