Seeking Immortality

"Should I call you Naxiu now, or should I call you Xu Lin?"

Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Naxiu suddenly paused as he staggered forward. Then he slowly turned around and stared at Xu Qingfan. The original madness in his eyes became restrained, and his expression became a little uncertain. He asked, "Who are you?" ? "How did you know my previous name?"

Hearing Naxiu's words, Xu Qingfan's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. When Naxiu said this, he undoubtedly admitted that he was Xu Lin. Xu Qingfan felt a dull feeling in his chest, as if a dream in his heart was suddenly shattered, and a persistence was suddenly disillusioned.

However, Xu Qingfan also discovered that there was a hint of deep panic in Naxiu's words, as if he was also afraid of facing his past.

"Logically speaking, my appearance has not changed much after cultivating immortality. Could it be that the magic beads not only changed your character, but also changed your memory?" Xu Qingfan stared at Naxiu's eyes quietly and said slowly.

Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Naxiu's body suddenly shook. The eyes that were originally full of doubts turned into the original madness again after hearing Xu Qingfan mention the word "magic beads". He ignored Xu Qingfan and turned around to continue rushing towards Xuanxian.

Seeing Na Xiu's appearance, Xu Qingfan sighed slightly, and his heart became increasingly sad. He did not expect that the magic beads would be so important to Na Xiu. If a person cannot maintain his character, what is the use of gaining great power? Was I still myself at that time?

"Don't overwhelm others because of your strength, don't bend your knees because of your humble position, just seek freedom and peace of mind, that's all." Xu Qingfan sighed slightly, ignoring Naxiu's figure who continued to rush forward, but with a trace of nostalgia. Emotions, slowly chanted.

This sentence is the ancestral motto of the Xu family. The ancestors of the Xu family could not stand the chaos and disputes in China, let alone the strict hierarchy and oppression in China. Knowing that he was powerless to change, he took his tribe to the edge of the Southern Wilderness and established Xujiazhai. Although it is far away from the bustling city, it is still enjoyable and carefree. He even wrote down his wishes on a plaque and hung it in the lobby of Xujiazhai. The descendants of the Xu family must read it aloud three times every morning when practicing martial arts. Therefore, everyone in the Xu family is deeply impressed by this sentence.

Xu Qingfan knew that even if Naxiu was changed by the magic bead and even lost his mind, it was impossible not to remember these words.

Sure enough, as Xu Qingfan's voice sounded, Naxiu's figure rushing towards Xuanxian suddenly stopped again, slowly turned around and looked at Xu Qingfan, his expression was extremely painful, and his meridians were all visible. Clearly struggling between sanity and madness.

Finally, Naxiu's expression slowly began to calm down, and his expression returned to its initial gloomy look, but the uncertainty in his eyes became more intense. He stared at Xu Qingfan closely and asked slowly: "Who are you? "

When Xu Qingfan heard what Na Xiu said, he felt sad. His appearance had not changed much from twenty-seven years ago, but although Na Xiu still remembered the ancestral precepts of the Xu family, he had forgotten himself.

Or, in Xu Lin's eyes back then, he was just a cousin who didn't live up to expectations. Although it was dazzling, it didn't matter.

But just when Xu Qingfan thought that Na Xiu had forgotten him, Na Xiu suddenly flashed his eyes, pointed at Xu Qingfan and said slowly: "Lao Jiu!! You are Lao Jiu!! Are you not dead yet?"

After careful inspection, Naxiu finally recognized Xu Qingfan. However, the look in Naxiu's eyes was full of hatred when he spoke. How could there be any hint of happiness after meeting a long-lost clan member?

"It's me, cousin Xu Lin." Xu Qingfan admitted in a low voice. In the Xujiazhai of that year, Xu Qingfan ranked ninth, so people in the Xu family called Xu Qingfan the ninth.

Naxiu looked at Xu Qingfan carefully and smiled bitterly: "Very good, very good. The most useless Lao Jiu not only survived, but also became an immortal cultivator. As soon as he appeared, he joined forces with other immortal cultivators to do bad things." My big deal.”

After Xu Qingfan heard Naxiu's hateful words, he didn't know what to say and just remained silent.

Seeing Xu Qingfan's silence, the resentment in Naxiu's eyes not only did not ease, but became even more intense: "But do you think it's great that you become an immortal cultivator? Do you think you can take revenge on me by becoming an immortal cultivator?"

Seeing Na Xiu's ferocious expression, Xu Qingfan finally spoke slowly: "Cousin Xu Lin, although you had been forcing me to practice kung fu and often scolded me in front of everyone, I didn't hate you. I really don’t hate you, I know you were doing me a favor, and you were one of the people I admired most back then. Your determination and courage are far beyond comparison with yours now.”

Having said this, Xu Qingfan was silent for a moment, and then said sadly: "I didn't know beforehand that you were the one who got the magic beads this time, and I didn't mean to go against you. But even if I knew, I would still stop you. . You were wrong this time, you shouldn’t have used the magic beads to harm Nanhuang, so I don’t blame you, I know you were just changed by the magic beads.”

"Am I wrong? Where did I go wrong?" Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Naxiu's eyes were full of resentment: "You are lucky. You must have been accepted as a disciple by some immortal cultivator soon after we were separated, right? But you know How did we escape? Do you know how we, a dozen brothers, were on tenterhooks every night to prevent sneak attacks from wild beasts? Do you know that we, a dozen brothers, could only share three wild fruits every day? Do you know what they did after our Xujiazhai was destroyed? They coveted the Xu family’s martial arts and joined forces to hunt us down. Half of the dozen brothers were killed by them, and some of the remaining half died of starvation. Some died of illness, some were eaten by wild beasts, and you watched your own brothers die in front of you. Have you ever experienced this feeling? You don’t know anything at all! In the end, I was the only one left among the dozen brothers! , It was only through the support of the Jiuli tribe that I saved my life! Apart from panic and despair, what else has Nanhuang given me since I was a kid? Why can't I harm it?" Na Xiu became more and more excited as he spoke. It was yelled out.

Hearing Na Xiu's words, Xu Qingfan remained silent, feeling even more depressed. Naxiu's words not only frightened him, but also made him sad. According to Naxiu, he and Naxiu are the only two people left in the Xu family now. Soon, I'm afraid he will be the only one left.

"Tell you, I want to take revenge and kill all the living creatures on the edge of Southern Wilderness. I had this idea for a long time before I got the Demon God's Eye!! Why can I only let Southern Wilderness harm me but I can't? To harm Nanhuang? Even if I don't have the Eye of the Demon God, as long as I have the ability, I will definitely return double the suffering I suffered back to Nanhuang!" Naxiu's expression became more ferocious, and his eyes were filled with resentment. Chonghong roared at Xu Qingfan.

Hearing Naxiu's roar, bursts of sighs came from the sky.

Just like that, Na Xiu stood in front of Xu Qingfan and kept roaring, while Xu Qingfan was silent and listened to Na Xiu's roar. Everything seemed to have returned to twenty-seven years ago, when Na Xiu was still called Xu Lin. Xu Qingfan was still called Xu Fan, and Xu Lin was yelling at Xu Fan in the same way at that time, angry that he would not fight, while Xu Fan lowered his head and accepted the lesson silently.

But now, Xu Qingfan is no longer the Xu Fan he was twenty-seven years ago, and he also has his own persistence in his heart.

"You are still wrong." Xu Qingfan waited for Naxiu to finish yelling, and then said softly: "After all, the people from other villages in the Southern Wilderness who decided to hunt you down were only a few, and more people were innocent. There were many people at that time They haven't even been born yet. Why do you want to kill them all? The many monks who came to Southern Wilderness don't owe you anything, so why do you use magic beads to refine them into your magic soldiers? What are you going to do after ravaging the Southern Wilderness? I just heard you say that you want to conquer the world, are you going to ravage the Middle Earth again?" After asking in one breath, Xu Qingfan said slowly: "Tang Brother, one cannot live only with resentment. What you said just now is just an excuse for yourself. You just want to vent the resentment in your heart. "

Hearing Xu Qingfan's words, Naxiu was slightly startled. It seemed that Xu Qingfan had hit his mind. Then he smiled angrily and said, "Very good, Lao Jiu, you have made your mark and you know how to teach me a lesson. I want to see what you have done now." You are not qualified to teach me a lesson.”

With that said, Naxiu used up all the remaining demonic energy in his body and transformed into a long black sword in his hand. Then he rushed towards Xu Qingfan, but his body staggered due to the heavy injuries. The demonic energy in his body had been severely consumed before, so the black long sword at this time was far less strong and sharp than before. It could not even be condensed into substance. It just transformed the demonic energy in his body into the shape of a sword.

Seeing Na Xiu rushing towards him in anger, Xu Qingfan sighed slightly, but then his eyes became determined. He also formed a blade grass at his fingertips, and then rushed towards Na Xiu. But his steps were as frivolous as Naxiu's, and the internal injuries he had just suffered were also very serious.

Seeing Na Xiu attacking Xu Qingfan, Xuanxian was about to stop him, but saw the determined look in Xu Qingfan's eyes at this moment, so he silently withdrew the Taoist technique that had been used halfway, just preparing to wait until Xu Qingfan was in danger before taking action to save him.

After a whole night of fierce fighting, the sky has turned slightly white, and the battle in the southern wilderness has come to an end. But at this moment, two people who couldn't even stand still, two people who were related by blood but had completely different opportunities, each holding a sharp blade, finally rushed in front of the other for their own persistence.

Swinging, stabbing, teasing, and splitting are all martial arts passed down from generation to generation in the Xu family. Neither Xu Qingfan nor Naxiu used Taoism and magic to fight because the spiritual energy and demonic energy in their bodies had long been exhausted, and because they were both members of the Xu family, they could only use the Xu family's martial arts in the duel at this time.

The cold wind in the early morning also became chilling and cold during this duel.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, martial arts may be just a trivial side path. The stumbling steps of Xu Qingfan and Naxiu in front of them made the already spectacular battle even more lacking in momentum. But at this time, all the immortal cultivators on the field could not help but be attracted by this battle. Immortal cultivators who are accustomed to using Taoism and magic weapons to attack each other from a distance may never understand the close relationship between warriors. The moment of struggle was about life and death, but this did not affect their feeling of the tragic atmosphere in this battle.

Xu Qingfan and Naxiu both spent a lot of energy and energy in the previous battle, so they were unable to defend effectively. From time to time, blood spurted out from their bodies under the opponent's stabs, but the two of them faced each other. Regardless of the wounds on his body, Jun still focused his eyes on each other's moves, whether attacking or defending.

In this way, the two of them fought silently, neither screaming in pain because of their injuries, nor screaming because the weapons in their hands stabbed each other. They just fought in silence, dangerous, but heroic. And nearly a hundred immortal cultivators in the sky and on the ground just watched the fight between the two people silently. They knew that at this time, they could not interfere.

Because of the silence, the battle was even more brutal.

"ah!!"

Suddenly, an abrupt scream interrupted the calm on the field, but Xu Xiurong felt a little uneasy after discovering that Xu Qingfan had not returned to the "Rongtian Tent" for a long time. He was afraid that something unexpected would happen to Xu Qingfan, so he ran out to look for Xu Qingfan. , but saw that Xu Qingfan was having a fierce fight with Na Xiu. Both Xu Qingfan and Na Xiu were covered in blood, and they couldn't help but let out a scream.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xu Xiurong prepared to use Taoist magic to help Xu Qingfan without thinking, but was stopped by Xuanxian who was standing aside. Looking at Xu Xiurong's anxious and confused expression, Xuanxian just shook his head silently. , and then continued to watch the battle between Xu Qingfan and Na Xiu with focused eyes.

In this way, the battle continued in a quiet and brutal manner, with blood spurting out from time to time, but Xu Qingfan and Na Xiu just stared at each other closely without frowning. I don't know how long it took, but Naxiu was stumbled by the corpse of a demon soldier under his feet while retreating. Naxiu stabbed Naxiu in the chest quickly.

Originally, Xu Qingfan thought that Na Xiu would use the move "Flip the Swallow into the Sky" to switch from defense to offense, just like what the two did when they attacked each other twenty-seven years ago, but he did not expect that Na Xiu would just look at him with complicated eyes. Xu Qingfan glanced at him, sighed slightly, and then watched silently as Xu Qingfan stabbed his chest without doing anything to stop him.

Then, the blade grass in Xu Qingfan's hand pierced Na Xiu's chest, and blood splashed on Xu Qingfan's face. For a moment, perhaps because the blood entered Xu Qingfan's eyes, Xu Qingfan felt that the blood overflowing from Naxiu's chest continued to expand in his eyes, and in the end it seemed that the whole world had turned red, sad and evil.

After the blade grass pierced Na Xiu's heart, there was no resentment or despair on Na Xiu's face. Instead, he showed a look of relief, as if someone who had been tired for a long time could finally get some rest.

As Bo Bo's blood continued to flow out of Na Xiu's chest, the black long sword in Na Xiu's hand also dispersed into black mist and floated between the sky and the earth, but Na Xiu just looked at Xu Qingfan and said with a difficult smile: " If I have to die, I would rather die in your hands."

ps: Second update, 4500 words! ! The third update was before 8:30, and the fourth update was before 11:00. This chapter took five hours to write. It is really difficult to describe this kind of emotion and atmosphere.