I Just Want To Be Quiet

The dark sea water was as heavy as iron.

The sky hangs low, as if within reach.

A lonely island stands quietly between the sea and the sky, and the red and white roses bloom freely on the island, like a raging fire.

In the middle, a huge mulberry tree towered into the clouds.

Its branches and leaves stretched out, covering the whole island, the wind was cold and windy, but the branches and leaves were swirling.

The pure white mist rolled like a tide, and a giant as tall as a mountain strode under the thick and quaint tree.

The giant's waist was tied with grass felt, his chest was bare, and his face was as hard as a rock, with colorful runes smeared.

He had just walked in front of the ancient mulberry tree, and the tree had already opened its dense eyes. . .

The giant asked in a loud voice, "The inheritor of the 'curse' hasn't come out yet?"

Since the last time Weisang explained the situation of the inheritor of the "curse" to him, he would come over every once in a while to ask about the specific situation of the inheritor of the "curse".

Wei Sang's many eyes stared at the giant in front of him without blinking, and replied in an old voice: "He is still within the third gate."

The giant pondered slightly, and then said: "I know."

"If the inheritor of the 'curse' comes out, tell me immediately."

Wei Sang was silent for a while, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "...He may not be able to come out."

The giant's expression instantly became solemn, and his aura suddenly erupted, as if he had transformed from a sturdy alien race into an ancient beast, with a savage and violent aura like an invisible tide surging.

After a while, the giant asked in a loud voice, "Why?"

Wei Sang said slowly: "One of my seeds woke up."

The giant asked in a deep voice, "The inheritor of the 'curse', what is his cultivation base now?"

"Returning to the late stage." Bi Sang replied flatly.

The giant stopped talking suddenly, and in the late stage of returning to the virtual...

With the inheritance of "curse" and the means by which the other party can step onto the Tomb of You Su and pass the first two gates, as long as the inheritor steps into the combined path, there is a chance of winning, but in the later stage of returning to the void... the cultivation base is too low!

At this time, Wei Sang seemed to ponder slightly, and then said: "This inheritor, in addition to the low cultivation base, encountered a very special situation..."

"In the beginning, when the 'curse' was arranged for inheritance, the seeds were completely banned."

"At that time, as long as the inheritor entered the third gate and walked through the nine stations, the seeds were at your fingertips."

"The reason why this seed is in the third gate was originally the chance that the 'curse' prepared for the inheritor to transcend the calamity..."

"Now it has woken up..."

Hearing this, the giant asked in a low voice, "Since the arrangement of the 'curse' has changed, can you take action and rescue it?"

Wei Sang said very directly: "No."

"This inheritor is not a cursed ghost, but a living person!"

"The living will be rejected and cursed here if they enter the Yousu Tomb."

"If it wasn't for him being highly valued in the sect, and having the magic weapon of Zhenzong to suppress his fate, he would have had bad luck and a lot of curses when he entered the Yousu Tomb."

"What's more, his trip has no intention of transforming into the dead, but in order to use the identity of the living to seek the inheritance that should belong to the ghosts, you should know, this means that he will take part of the luck of the Tomb of You Su. ."

"For the sake of the 'curse', we temporarily tolerated his stay."

"But it's impossible to give him any more help."

"As a living person, if he wants to get this opportunity, he must rely entirely on himself."

"No matter how the situation in the third gate evolves, how things change... As long as the opportunity is still there, you can still wait for the latecomers."

"I'll just watch and I won't intervene."

"Besides, such a change may be part of the arrangement of the 'curse'..."

Speaking of this, after a brief pause, Bisang spoke again, and said slowly, "The cultivator who is able to reach the last step with great waves, who is not astonished all the way, makes countless seekers stunned, and the Tao's heart is destroyed?"

"However, since ancient times, how many Ascenders have been?"

"Xianlu, how can it be so easy to walk?"

The giant was silent.

Wei Sang did not say more.

The two sides were relatively silent. After a long period of silence, Bi Sang said: "Your time is short. If you continue to wait, you may not get the results you want."

"Let's go back."

"Do what you really do."

The giant looked resolute and just shook his head: "There is only one thing I have to do now."

"I'll keep waiting!"

Saying that, he stopped staying and turned to leave.

The sound of heavy footsteps quickly faded away.

The gloomy wind blew, and the densely packed eyes of the tree were all closed.

The surroundings returned to calm, and in the dead silence like a cemetery, there were only red and white roses, raging in the dark branches and leaves, blooming arbitrarily, like blood over snow.

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Yousu Tomb.

The place of creation.

In the third door.

post station.

The lobby seemed to be completely pulled up with a curtain and plunged into an almost emptiness of darkness.

The only place where there was a little confusion, stood two figures, facing each other across the darkness.

One of them is a figure with black robe and soap boots, carrying a gorgeous and **** long knife, with a cold temperament, seemingly endless blood lingering on the side, looking brutal and cruel, but its breath and expression are faintly creepy.

In the corner facing each other, there is a figure in a blue shirt and a sword, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, whose complexion changes and seems to be struggling.

At this time, Pei Ling no longer runs [The Secret Record of the Eclipse Sun], but Jianxiu's appearance has not changed at all, and even he himself thinks that he is Wei Duanju of the Frost Sword Sect!

The only thing that makes him feel wrong is that the life in the body is continuously draining at a very exaggerated speed!

He has the appearance of Wei Duanju...has the memory of Wei Duanju...has the flying sword of Wei Duanju's life...

He is Wei Duanju!

But what is going on with his own destiny now?

If it goes on like this, he will die soon!

In the end... where is the problem?

Suddenly, Pei Ling in black robe and soap boots asked again in a cold and grand voice, "Who are you?"

Pei Ling replied uncontrollably: "I'm Wei..."

As soon as the words came out, the unease in his heart suddenly intensified!

It seems that as long as he says the name "Wei Duanju", he will lose his cultivation, memory, life... everything he once had!

At this moment, it seemed like a huge wave was rushing to the top, a strong sense of crisis that was rich and substantial, mixed with an extremely heavy aura of death, and almost instantly drowned Pei Ling.

Pei Ling suddenly woke up!

He couldn't care about who he really was, and immediately recited in his heart: "System, I want to practice, and I will host the [Mantra of Souls] with one click!"

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