The Lord who use immortals as food

The cold patter of rain rang in my ears, and my skin trembled in the cold wind.

Pei Ye opened his eyes. In front of him was a dark cave in Gaokuang. The water at the entrance of the cave formed a rain curtain. Outside the curtain was the green and distant Cangshan Mountain, surrounded by pale mist.

The position did not move, and the woman in white was still sitting next to him.

"[Heart-cutting] only happened in a moment, you didn't waste any time." Ming Qitian said softly.

Pei Ye seemed a little slow and stiffened for a moment before whispering: "Yeah."

"The next sword duel will start in an hour. This is the time for the 'Ice and Snow Body' to rotate by itself." The woman said.

Pei Ye looked at the rain curtain, her vision stopped at the scene when she opened her eyes. For the first time, even the anger and pain seemed to have disappeared from the young man, and everything seemed to be sinking coldly.

He turned his head sluggishly and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I -"

The voice seemed to be cut off by something for a moment. Pei Ye looked at the woman tremblingly, and opened and closed his lips in an almost silent voice: "Miss Ming?"

The trembling eyes reflected the woman's current appearance. She was leaning quietly on the stone wall, with the open rain curtain of Cangshan Mountain as the background. She seemed to be a goddess living in Wushan, but she was about to be broken.

Another mutually damaging confrontation between Mingxin and Gushe almost tore her apart.

The porcelain-like cracks climbed across the neck and spread all the way to the pale and colorless lower lip.

Pei Ye's heart felt like it was being hanged.

"Some necessary price." The woman's pale face smiled slightly and said softly, "It seems that we have another chance."

"." It took Pei Ye a long time to regain the feeling of breathing. His throat kept sliding up and down. He controlled his body and stood up, ".Hmm."

He took out a porcelain bottle from the bag. The surface was still stained with his dried finger blood: "There is still some of Kongtong's wound medicine."

He pulled off the lid and poured out the remaining four or five pills. Ming Qitian on the stone shook his head and said softly: "Take it. This is not a wound. The medicine for the wound is useless."

"Oh." He responded dryly, took two pills as he was told, and put the rest back into the bottle to put away.

The sky was getting darker, and Pei Ye looked around in confusion. At this time, the wind blowing in the rain made his skin feel cold again. He subconsciously pulled off the hem of his clothes, and the old dry vines under his feet came into view. He He picked them up one by one and piled them together. After picking up three or five pieces, he realized what he was doing and stopped.

In the silence, the young man suddenly threw the withered vine in his hand to the ground, leaned against the stone wall and slowly sat down, covering his face and burying himself deeply in his knees.

The wood cracked and bounced, and the sound echoed sporadically in the empty cave, gradually returning to silence.

For the first time in seventeen years, the boy didn't know how to face himself.

He used to be really proud and confident.

After the dantian was broken, he still went fishing in the mountains and enjoyed a life of joy in hardship. He has always believed that when the dantian is restored, no one can stop him from getting everything he once had.

After his hometown was shattered and he bore deep hatred, this deep-seated arrogance still remained. He believed without a doubt that one day he would chop off the heads of those people, just as he and the old man had promised - no matter whether the enemy was called King Zhenbei or Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord.

I even naively think that I don’t have to pay a price other than “effort” for this goal. I thought I could still enjoy perfect friendship, budding love, and a happy life on the road.

So just after Zongfeng triumphantly won the leader, everything got a cold hammer.

The enemy ruthlessly destroyed his fantasy, and he was transferred to Xiangzhou as a street vendor. When he came back, it was already too late. The bloody blood on the girl's arm on the rainy night is something he still doesn't want to think about.

In an unspoken rage, he vowed to tear apart everything his enemies had.

Silence, depression, and pain. Black Cat asked him, "What exactly do you want to prove?"

He wanted to prove that he couldn't be beaten.

He wants to prove that he can win the final victory and crush these villains to ashes! He wanted to prove that his choices were correct.

In the courtyard under the moonlight in Kongtong, he confessed his heavy heart to the woman repentantly, regretting his naivety and casualness. He almost recast himself for them. Kong Lanting, Guan Qianyan, and Zhang Jingbi were all very good people, but he never said another word to them.

He really put in all his efforts, staring straight at the enemy's back, only eager to use victory and blood to quench the thirst in his heart.

And now is the outcome of everything.

All Kongtongzhong's efforts, his anger and counterattack were meaningless.

He had long since admitted that he was stupid and weak. But I have never felt so clearly that I am a waste.

Nothing can be done well.

I can't see through the enemy's plot, I can't protect my beloved girl, I can't control my emotions. Everything from last night is still before my eyes.

He tried his best and desperately pursued the enemy, and they fought three times. Each time, he could not defeat the black robe in front of him.

First, he was ambushed and killed in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, only a hair away from death, and then he was escaped by the opponent in the killing situation created by Master Wu with his life. Finally, he gritted his teeth and chased after him, but he handed over the soul-stealing pearl.

Three duels, swordsmanship, resilience, and state of mind. He was completely defeated in every one of them.

This is the cruelest fact - you don't fail because you are careless, even if you try your best, are full of anger, and use all your strength.

You just can't beat him.

The gap will not be shortened because of your anger, Pei Ye.

No one comforted him, and he never showed it. But the moment he was defeated in [Xiting Heart], it was almost the most painful failure for the young man, and the pride that persisted in his heart was shattered.

But he still wasn't broken.

He ran to Jianfu Mountain to rescue the woman and took her to this cave. I don’t know how many times I raised my fighting spirit again, entered her state of mind with the most serious attitude, and faced the legendary [Gushe Tianxin].

Another cold defeat.

And it was even more thorough and desperate. This was not a "crime of war." If he did it ten thousand times, he would never be able to take the woman's sword.

Your desire to save the innocent girl you met "for the first time" is just your beautiful fantasy.

He's really not afraid of his own failure.

From Bowang to now, he has been constantly suffering blows, and every time he can stand up again. But now it is not just about his blood.

They huddled to death, their lives hanging on a thread. The woman put her only hope of life in his hands. She had saved him so many times, but this time he just wanted her to live.

Cutting off Mingxin and leading him back to Gushe, the woman had clearly told him the only solution. But he still had to foolishly face Gushe Tianxin.

She already knew the consequences of this move.

That's why the woman didn't intend to try it at all, so the girl kept asking him if he really decided.

Sure enough he failed.

When he left his state of mind, the fragile look of the woman in front of him really defeated him in an instant.

It was his fault again.

He really didn't know what he should do.

He really couldn't find what he should be like.

The young man hugged his face between his knees. He tried hard to suppress it. Every muscle and bone in his body was working hard, but intermittent low and hoarse choked sobs still came out.

The cave is extremely quiet, with only the vast mountains and the patter of cold rain. In the thousands of years since its birth, it has experienced such cold rain that penetrated the heaven and earth countless times.

So when the wind that had been flowing for thousands of years blew into the cave, a clear and gentle sound suddenly sounded slowly in the oppressive heaviness of silence.

It is lighter than the cold rain in the autumn mountains, and gentler than the gentlest words in the world. When it blows into the ears, it is like polished wind.

It blew straight into the young man's heart, caressing the cracked wounds with warmth, supporting the painful collapse, and calming the mind that was about to collapse.

Pei Ye raised her head in confusion. The woman in white was sitting on the edge of the cliff cave. Her face was obscured by the rain curtain, and the breeze was blowing her hair. She lowered her head and held a jade-like hand in her white hand. The flute was lying across his lips, and the one further away was already covered with tiny cracks.

She played quietly with her eyes lowered. The white mist and cold rain on the green mountains, the quiet sound of the goddess's flute, and the sad eyes of the young man. Nothing in this scene was out of place.

Pei Ye listened in a daze, as if a window had been knocked open in the deepest darkness, and his cold mind was gradually drawn again by the sound of the flute. It was so sad and beautiful, like the moon waxing and waning for thousands of years, as sad as The story of eternal farewell; more like a close friend who left thirty years ago under the bright moon, like the longing in the quiet night after an eternal farewell.

The heaviest sadness in my heart was evoked one by one by the sound of the flute. They were no longer heavy depressions, but lingering. I don't know when the young man stopped choking, but his tears fell quietly.

Suddenly the sound of the flute changed.

It became rapid and wandering, like a night run in the forest, like the short call of a bird. Pei Ye's mind was suddenly tightened, and he held his breath deeply. Destiny seemed to be experiencing violent ups and downs, and also seemed to be in a dangerous struggle. Gradually, the sound of the flute became faster and faster, and the pitch-black night forest seemed to have no end. The birds screamed dangerously. It seems to break the heart.

Pei Ye opened his mouth slightly, and the heaviness of his whole heart was fully mobilized at this moment. It floated up from the depths of his heart and emerged from countless darkness, blocking his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making him almost suffocated. .

The sound of the flute can no longer be restrained, becoming more and more urgent and sharp. You don’t have to be familiar with music theory to hear it with just your ears. There is no possibility of turning back to the tune that is rushing to the extreme, but it is still rushing forward, and it is getting faster and faster. Coming faster and faster.

In this extremely suppressed panic, the short sharp flute sound finally reached its extreme end, but the next moment was not a broken tone with a changed tone, but a sudden break and silence.

Just when she could no longer bear the torturous darkness, just when the anticipated destruction was about to happen happily, the woman suddenly stopped playing, and everything in the wind and rain cliff cave was completely silent, and all the emotions that had been pulled to the highest point were caught off guard. Falling to the ground.

But after only half a breath of pause, the clear sword light pierced the sky and penetrated everything.

A sound that had never been heard in this life, the bright, clear, long, and clean sound of the flute penetrated and washed the young man's soul in an instant, making people tremble all over. So high-spirited and so leisurely, all the darkness could not fall back into the heart. They turned into dark clouds that were lifted high and were penetrated by the sword-like sunlight in an instant.

Kunshan's broken jade phoenix screams.

The cliff-like tone never appeared again. It climbed straight up to nine days, and then the sharpness gradually faded away and became melodious and elongated. The bright blade gradually turned into autumn water and softened little by little.

The song ended, and the rain curtain was still gurgling. Pei Ye stared blankly at the woman beside the cave, and suddenly felt that he had settled down inexplicably. Those heavy and depressed feelings seemed to be in another world.

No one moved or spoke, only the sound of rain hitting the ground. The woman looked at the distant mountains quietly, slowly put down the flute, looked back at the boy, and whispered: "Do you still want to listen?"

".Yes."

"Yes."

The woman turned her head, lowered her eyes and raised the flute, and the melodious and beautiful notes slowly flowed from her lips again

Pei Ye didn't know when the flute stopped, he only found that when everything fell into silence, his heart was also soothed.

The pain was wiped away, he leaned against the stone wall, and stared at the woman with his tired eyes, but he soon realized that he had to cheer up again. Even though he was in despair, everything was not over yet.

The enemy is coming, and time is running out. He has to think of a solution quickly. Until the woman sitting quietly by the cave turned around and asked softly: "Do you want to learn sword?"

". What?"

"Learn sword." The woman looked at him, "Now we have time."

"."

Yes, Sima and Yi Duanzhi didn't know when they would arrive, they couldn't predict, nor could they stop; Mingxin and Gushe's sword fight would start in more than half an hour, but that was also a desperate situation that could not be changed.

So, since there was nothing to do in more than half an hour, do you want to learn sword?

For the first time, Pei Ye felt the touch brought by [Mingjing Bingjian] so deeply.

His nose felt sore again, he lowered his head and pursed his lips, and said hoarsely: "Miss Ming, I feel very uncomfortable."

"Yeah."

"The two most painful times for me since leaving Bowang were putting you in danger." The boy's voice was tired and regretful, "I acted willfully and failed to defeat Guye, which made you become like this."

"And before, I didn't keep the Soul-Grabbing Pearl." He moved his throat, "They took it from me and completed the last link of harming you. I ran into the mountains and saw you-"

The boy's voice was hoarse here, and it seemed that he couldn't continue. After a while, he said: ".I really thought you were going to die like that. I could only watch helplessly. It was all because I was stubborn, stupid and weak. I always did the wrong thing. I-"

"But even so, you still didn't succumb to Him, right?"

".What?"

"Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord."

"."

"He reached out to you, but I heard it. You told Him to get out." Ming Qitian looked at him and said softly.

".If you die, Miss Ming, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"But you would rather choose to bear this regret yourself."

"."

"Pei Ye." The woman looked at him seriously and said softly, "That is the bravest and noblest behavior I have ever seen."

"."

"You cannot accept things you cannot do, and cannot face the consequences of your mistakes. Therefore, when a helping hand is extended from the sky, you grab it desperately. You are a coward and a loser." The woman said softly, "But, you have never lost to yourself, right?"

"In my eyes, you have never been stupid or weak. You have always been doing the same thing."

"When you first met Piaoqing, you were indignant about her fate and abruptly intervened in matters that had nothing to do with you; during the martial arts competition, you hoped that Zhang Junxue could have a brighter future, so you rashly lost your temper with her; when you arrived in Kongtong, even though you said you had a deep hatred on your shoulders and would do everything you could to make them pay the price, when facing Zhang Jingbi, you would rather give up the clues you had and save him." Ming Qitian looked at him, "Why don't you respect Zhang Junxue's choice - just like you don't respect my choice now - and must be strong for others?"

"." Pei Ye stared at the woman in a daze, and the deepest part of his heart seemed to be gushing out sweet and warm spring water.

"Because you are such a passionate person." Ming Qitian looked at him and said softly, "You are always willing to take responsibility on your shoulders, even if it is not a pleasant thing; rather than playing it safe, you would rather be criticized and suffer after failure - isn't it?"

"I" Pei Ye suddenly found that his body seemed to be trembling again, but it was not the suppressed pain, but the precursor of something that was about to break through, "But. But, I"

"You have been failing?"

"Yes, Miss Ming, I."

"What if I fail?" Ming Qitian looked at him calmly, "What if I fail, Pei Ye. Do you care about victory and defeat more than your own heart?"

"Will you use the heart of victory and defeat to discipline your behavior?"

Pei Ye was startled and looked at the woman in front of him in a daze.

Will you use the heart of victory and defeat to discipline your behavior?

Will you change your choice because you keep failing. Pei Ye?

In the trembling of her heart and soul, Ming Qitian looked at him quietly and gently: "I like to see you like this, Pei Ye. Failure never means anything. If you die, it is a brilliant life; if you are lucky enough to survive, we can stand up again." "We just face Guye Tianxin like this, and face anyone who chases us. Just make the choice we want to make. We have tried our best, but it doesn't matter if we don't succeed in the end."