Chapter 36 Chapter Thirty-Five

Zhuo Wangsun's body shook.He felt that his true energy was recovering little by little.It felt so ominous that he couldn't help but jerk his head up. Xiaoluan was still smiling quietly, but that smile gradually faded.It was like Youxian County, which had been blooming all night, withered inch by inch at dawn.At that moment, Zhuo Wangsun's heart seemed to be slowed down every inch, he said sadly: "Xiao Luan!" Xiao Luan struggled to open his eyes and looked at him.It took a long time before he seemed to recognize him: "Brother..." She was no longer a living person, when Zhuo Wangsun looked at her, it was like looking at a phantom.Xiaoluan sobbed softly, and stroked his bloody wound with pale fingers: "Does it hurt?"

She raised her head, with a pale and sweet smile on her face: "Do you hate me?" Zhuo Wangsun hugged her tightly, with an uncontrollable anger in his voice: "Hate! Hate to the bone! Hate so much that I will never let you go I hate you so much that I want to order you to live!" Xiaoluan laughed, "Brother, you're lying to me again..." She looked at him quietly, her glass-like gaze seemed to penetrate his heart: "Why, don't you hate me?" Zhuo Wangsun didn't answer, but hugged her tightly, so hard that it seemed to crush her . Xiaoluan reached out and stroked the bloodstains on his face, her voice was a bit sad: "But you don't hate me, how can I die in peace?"

Zhuo Wangsun felt that grief and panic were slowly engulfing him.He was watching Xiaoluan die little by little, but he was completely helpless.This made him feel great panic.This kind of panic was something he had never experienced before.He is Lord of all things, He controls everything.No matter in Jianghu or in Huayin Pavilion, he can get whatever he wants, and no one can disobey him, not even the sky. But now, what can he do? With the collapse of the mandala array, everyone's imprisoned power is slowly recovering. Yang Yizhi struggled to get up, went to the stone pillar in front of the balance, and untied the rope from Xiangsi's body.The world collapsed, if he could only protect one person, it would only be her.This time, Xiangsi didn't struggle and let him let go.There was a mountain aftershock, and she seemed to be unable to stand, and fell limply.

Yang Yizhi reached out to support her.Now he no longer cares what Zhuo Wangsun thinks.Don't care what other people think.This mandala array has a radius of no more than thirty feet.But it is the game of many top masters, every chip has the most important influence in the world.But who cares about lovesickness?Besides him, who still misses her, and who is willing to untie her? The earth was still trembling, and amidst the reverberation of the mountains, Xiangsi raised her head and looked at him quietly: "Thank you." Her gaze was so weak, like a touch of mist in the mountains.Yang Yizhi felt a pain in his heart, and gently helped her up.Xiangsi fell obediently in his arms, and suddenly said softly, "I'm sorry."

Yang Yi was startled, and asked suddenly, a sharp pain came through, making him almost unable to breathe.Looking down, a delicate lotus flower has penetrated deeply into the acupuncture point under his rib. Xiangsi stared at him, tears gradually blurred his eyes: "Thank you for being so kind to me... But, I can't hurt you anymore..." Yang Yi was startled, a sense of ominous premonition filled his heart, he shook his head, tried to use The remaining true energy wanted to force this lotus flower out. Xiangsi bit her lip, and lightly touched the flower stalk that hadn't been pierced yet.With a soft bang, the sharp lotus petals burst open in his flesh and blood, causing deep pain.A burst of numbness came from under his ribs, and quickly spread all over his body. Yang Yizhi fell to the ground suddenly, and he didn't have the strength to stand up anymore.

His eyes were full of astonishment: "You..." Xiangsi seemed to be unable to bear to look at him, and looked away: "There is a special anesthetic in Lianxin, which can make you lose all your energy within half an hour... just ask you , during this time, let me do what I want to do!" "No!" Yang Yizhi seemed to have a premonition of farewell in his heart.He reached out, trying to grab her.But she moved away lightly, and her pale fingers slipped from his palm, leaving only a slight coolness. She turned around and walked towards Zhuo Wangsun. Acacia stopped in front of Zhuo Wangsun.He was so sad, so confused, so angry.She had never seen him like this.

When the devil is in grief, the whole world will fall. She stared at Zhuo Wangsun.Staring at the front of the martial arts heroes, he is domineering.Staring at the mist in Dongting, he is gentle and refined.Staring at the violent and domineering him in the sea of ​​flowers in the grassland.Staring at the young and passionate him in the shadow of the flowers and wine. "I must have done something wrong. Although you don't say it, I don't remember it, but I know that I must have done something wrong that you can't forgive. If I die, can you forgive me?" She mourned looked at him earnestly.Looking back on the autumn river, I saw him.

Zhuo Wangsun turned around in shock.He suddenly understood what lovesickness meant.Only Jiuqiao Linglongxin can save Xiaoluan.And only she has the exquisite heart. She wanted to exchange this exquisite heart with nine apertures for him to drink a cup of poison called Wangqing and forget a part of the past in the Sanlian City.Forget the resentment he has planted in his heart.Can I forget? There was a flash of light in his eyes: "Okay. I forgive you." Acacia felt a pain in her heart.this answer.It was what she most wanted to hear, and also the last thing she wanted to hear.Not because she was about to die because of this answer, but because she guessed one thing right.

She did do a wrong thing that he would never forgive.Only death will bury it.Why, she couldn't even remember the slightest bit?She gently picked up the sword on the ground.If she could cut her heart open and make everything a thing of the past, she would be willing. She took one last look at Zhuo Wangsun.There was also a ripple in Zhuo Wangsun's frosty eyes.This made Acacia feel a little comfort.In his heart, he still occupies a small corner after all.Although it is so inconspicuous, compared to the world, Huayin Pavilion, and Xiaoluan, it is not worth mentioning.But that corner, only hers, always will be.What is there to complain about?

She smiled and raised her sword. Yang Yizhi called out in panic: "Don't!" He struggled, wanting to rush over to stop Xiangsi.But the stabbing pain under his ribs instantly pierced his soul, causing him to stagger and fall. The ripples in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes were frozen again at this moment.He said word by word: "If you stab, I will forgive you immediately." He stood up holding Bu Xiaoluan, looked at Xiangsi coldly, and stretched out his hand.As if, waiting for Acacia to cut out her heart and put it in his hands. The mountain wind blows, bringing the sound of heartbreak.What is there to hesitate about?

Xiangsi smiled and looked up, the tip of the sword fell down, piercing her jade-like skin. There was a loud bang.A cloud of faint blue light exploded between Zhuo Wangsun and Xiangsi. This power was so strong that even Zhuo Wangsun couldn't help but staggered back.His hands were covered with bloodstains, and his long sleeves were broken, flying like butterflies in the faint light and shadow.The long sword in Xiangsi's hand was shattered into pieces by this blow.She fell to the ground with a groan and lost consciousness. The wound on her chest was already half an inch deep, any more would be irreversible.Blood oozed from under her body, wetting the already silent eight-petaled flower. Zhuo Wangsun turned around in astonishment, and saw Bu Xiaoluan kneeling not far away, looking at his palm in astonishment, as if he still didn't believe that the blow was sent by her. The Ganges Mahamudra is the only power in legends that can control the World Destroyer Demon King.On the top of Mount Kailash, Dan Zhen personally implanted it into Bu Xiaoluan before his death.It was this power from the gods that allowed her body, which was supposed to be exhausted, to survive these days.Now, she mobilized her true energy twice, no doubt exhausting her own life. Zhuo Wangsun held Xiaoluan's hand sadly: "Stop! Stop! Are you crazy?" He could feel that the power of Ganges Mahamudra in her body was rapidly weakening.If the delay continues, even if one obtains the Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart, she will not be able to bear the pain of the mind-changing technique! Bu Xiaoluan held his hand instead, stroking the bloodstains on it: "I can't let you do this..." She gave Acacia a sad look, "I know, brother likes her. If you kill me for me Her brother will suffer forever..." Zhuo Wangsun's heart twitched slightly, he embraced her, and said softly: "Xiao Luan, go to sleep. You will have a good heart soon, so you don't have to worry anymore." Xiao Luan put her arms around his neck and said softly Said: "No. Aunt Yan told me that the heart is the sin of a person. If there are too many sins and the heart is too full, people will die. I am now. Is it because of too many sins?" Sudden.She summoned up the last strength of the Ganges Mahamudra and slapped Zhuo Wangsun.With this move, she took her remaining life and slapped Zhuo Wangsun.With Zhuo Wangsun's cultivation base, he couldn't help but feel a burst of pain like thunder and lightning when he was hit by this palm. He stared at Xiaoluan blankly, unable to move.Xiaoluan raised her head and smiled with difficulty: "Brother, you are my enemy, I will kill you..." The power of the Ganges Mahamudra carried her remaining vitality and disappeared like a shooting star, but she did not stop, but persistently slapped down her palm, and her blood also splashed out, mixing with Zhuo Wangsun's blood , dyed her wedding dress bloody. If the wedding dress was originally snow, but at this time, it is already bright red snow.Snow is flying. tears.Sobbing in Bu Xiaoluan's eyes, her last palm drew a sad arc in the air, and then fell gently, like a withered leaf, caressing his face: "Brother, forgive me..." She stared at him quietly, as if thousands of years had passed.For the first time, two bright red halos of blood rose from under the ever-thin jade skin.The disappearing blue light in the sky dances and gathers like fireflies, like ancient snowflakes, silently falling on her hair, face, and clothes, decorating her last new makeup, "I just want to try my best to hurt you once , when I die, you won't be in such pain..." A sweet smile slowly climbed up her pale cheeks, and then, forever and ever, perched there. Zhuo Wangsun hugged her and was silent for a long time.She will never use the only move that can kill him, and slap his chest with a palm; she will never cling to him like a little girl, sobbing when she can't see him for a while; she will never be obedient again I sat down on his lap, but I wanted to talk to him like an adult; I would never raise the curtain again, stick my head out, and call him "brother". He had lost her, lost her forever.He can own the whole world, but he can no longer own her, even if only for a moment, a moment, or a day. He hugged her and stood up slowly: "Is the heart a sin? You are so kind, you don't even have the heart to kill ants, so what is the crime? If you are also guilty, why don't these people die?" He gently placed Xiaoluan on the jade plate of the balance.A wedding dress hangs down slowly, like snow all over the sky.Zhuo Wangsun gently raised his hand, flicked his robe sleeve, and the person from Nether Island who was closest to him was grabbed in his hand. With a soft hissing sound, Chunshui's internal energy penetrated his body, and the person screamed, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. The heart broke through his chest and jumped into Zhuo Wangsun's hands. Zhuo Wangsun shook his hand lightly, and threw his heart onto another jade plate in the balance.And the other end.Xiaoluan's body was wrapped in the snow-like wedding dress, sinking slowly. Zhuo Wangsun looked around the crowd and said coldly: "There is a legend in the far west that when gods judge people, they will dig out their hearts and put them on the balance. One end is a feather and the other is a heart. If the heart is not as heavy as a feather, It means that this person is a sinner." The balance tilted, and Bu Xiaoluan slowly sank.A heart, of course, cannot bear her weight. Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "You are guilty." With a sudden withdrawal of his inner strength, another person was lifted up like lightning.Heart, Bobo jumped out of his chest, and fell on the jade plate, splashing a large amount of blood.The scales are still tilting. "You are guilty." Another heart broke out. Zhuo Wangsun's figure fluttered like a giant blue butterfly, passing through the swirling red snow, stopping again and again among the frightened crowd.Then, take away the heart and life, and throw them at one end of the balance without any hesitation or mercy.There is no anger, no madness, his voice is terribly calm, as if the demon god of the last days is judging the fate of the world. Fear spread suddenly.Although these Nether Island people have long been aware of sacrificing their lives, they still feel great panic now.They couldn't help screaming sharply, and fled frantically. But the huge jade flew up out of thin air and blocked the road. "You are guilty." "You are guilty." The heart, flying on the top of the jade mountain, piled high on the jade plate, like a hideous hill.The mountain wind blew past, revealing a thick bloody smell, which made it almost impossible to breathe.Mount Luojia, where Guanyin practiced, has turned into a red purgatory.The killing of the Demon King is like an endless nightmare. Xiaoluan's body was surrounded by the pure white wedding dress, but she was still sinking slowly. Suddenly, a faint voice came: "It's useless." Zhuo Wangsun turned his head suddenly.Qiu Xuan looked at him quietly through the blood-red snow, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. Zhuo Wangsun lowered his hands, looked at her, and said coldly: "Don't you also want to know if you are guilty?" Qiu Xuan shook her head: "You know, the balance is not on the mountain, but in your heart. It weighs It's not sin, it's love. Only when the balance in your heart sinks can it be balanced. Therefore, if you want it to balance, take the heart of the person you love the most and put it on it. There is only one person who is more precious than Xiaoluan The heart will make it balance." She smiled. "That's mine." Zhuo Wangsun's eyes turned cold: "What did you say?" Qiu Xuan smiled lightly: "I'm saying, the person you love the most is me, and the balance will be balanced only if you put my heart on it. Which sentence do you want to deny? " Zhuo Wangsun said sharply: "You are begging to die!" Qiu Xuan raised her head and followed his gaze: "Try?" She slowly opened her skirt and looked at Zhuo Wangsun with a smile. For a moment, Zhuo Wangsun couldn't look at her closely.But, but Xiaoluan is already dead, why can't she die?Why stop yourself from killing?Is it because I have indulged her too much that she has the capital to threaten her? Zhuo Wangsun's face became colder and colder, almost turning Yushan into ice and snow. "You, please, die!" He spit out every word. Murderous intent danced in his palm.Only blood can calm the devil's anger. Qiu Xuan raised her head and looked at him quietly.It's like looking at the crabapple that never has a chance to bloom. Die badly, or die together?She smiled and waited for the fate to come. No fear. "Brother Zhuo, do you believe in Buddha?" Zhuo Wangsun turned his head and saw Guo Ao smiling at him, but it was Xiaoyan's face.That is like the face carefully carved by the gods.On the bloody jade mountain, there is a clear light. Yan Qingmei lost her voice: "Don't go there..." Her wish was fulfilled, now, she just wanted to bring him back to Fusang, and she absolutely didn't want to see him fight against the demonic Zhuo Wangsun. Guo Ao turned around: "Mother, do you believe in Buddha?" At that moment, Yan Qingmei was speechless.If she doesn't believe in Buddhism, why does she need to ask for the twenty-four enlightenments?If she doesn't believe in Buddhism, why would she bother to bring him back to life? Guo Ao's eyes shined on Zhuo Wangsun: "Only the Buddha's heart is truly pure and innocent. I can sacrifice my life to save pigeons in my previous life, and I can cut out my heart to save people in this life." Zhuo Wangsun's eyes showed a trace of sarcasm: "You? Can you save the world? Killing your father and mother, breaking your promise, are you innocent?" He said coldly, "What a big joke." Guo Ao was silent for a moment, and said slowly : "Because I am guilty, the purgatory opened by the devil can only be ended by me." He turned around slowly and walked towards the huge balance. At one end of the jade plate, a hill-like heart has been piled up.But no matter how many there are, the balance cannot be balanced.Just because Bu Xiaoluan's death was too heavy.The devil will kill all the people in the world in order to calm his anger. Now, the Buddha is standing in front of the balance, facing the angry eyes of the demon king.He couldn't help but think of the sculpture he saw underground.The Buddha has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, preaches scriptures for his mother, and relieves her pain of missing.But what about his mother? The memory seems to have faded so lightly over the years.He only remembered that his mother died in his arms, her pale hair was like an autumn grass.That was his sin, the unpardonable sin. The Buddha lowered his eyes slightly.bow.Blood burst out, and his heart was dug out from his chest and held in his hand.Both Qiu Xuan and Yan Qingmei's expressions changed drastically. The Buddha shows his face and smiles.He finally saw his heart, just as he saw his life clearly. He was also a demon who frightened all beings.On the top of Emei Peak, he once brutally slaughtered fellow martial artists, staining the ancient temple with blood; in front of Huayin Pavilion, he once mobilized the members of the pavilion to merge with the Tianluo Sect, causing the two sects that have been passed down for hundreds of years to almost perish; He also turned his blade and stabbed the body of a lifesaver; he also used a blade to force his best friend in his life into a sea of ​​flames; he also calmly killed Ji Yunshang in the sky in front of the Huayin Pavilion. His secrets were made public; he even treated Qiuxuan cruelly, almost forcibly violating her. The haze in his heart was once so heavy; the sins in his heart were once so many.So much that even he himself couldn't bear to forgive.However, at this moment, when he opened his chest and put his heart on the sky, all living beings sighed softly. He raised his head and looked at Zhuo Wangsun: "Devil King, the balance is about to tilt." He said.He put his heart lightly on the scales.A miracle happens at this moment. The moment the heart just touched the balance, the jade plate sank slowly as if someone had slapped it hard.At the other end of the scale, Bu Xiaoluan's body rose slowly. The earth rumbled, and the blood-stained mandala array burst into golden light again on the ground.Spread slowly, condensing into the shape of an eight-petal flower.On the top of Luojia Mountain, the Sanskrit singing of the heavens sounded. The jade mountain collapsed, the clean debris rolled up thousands of piles of snow, and the eight-petal flower burst into light that pierced the sky and the earth. All these returned to the scene of Mount Kailash in those days. The Buddha, still standing in the eight-petal mandala flower, holds up the weight of a heart for gods, demons, everything in the world, and all living beings.There is endless compassion in his vast sea-like eyes, and he quietly stares at the palm, where what was held up is not a heart, but all living beings, the sun, the moon, and even the entire universe. The light and shadow all over the sky suddenly shattered, but it was Qiu Xuan who broke into the core of the magic circle.She supported Guo Ao's crumbling body: "You...how could you be like this..." The Buddha's face gradually faded: "I said that I only have three months to live, and now I only live a few dozen days less That's all, nothing." He stared at Qiuxuan: "I just wanted you to spend these three months with me. It's a pity..." He couldn't continue.Even Buddha, who lost his heart, will soon die in the world. He bowed his head and recited softly: "It's not a demon or a robbery. It's not empty. It's dust-free and untainted. Don't be jealous. Don't be angry and don't love. It's hard to start and hard to end. Picking flowers to the king is like a dream." On the side, Yan Qingmei's eyes were filled with tears.She knew that this was him speaking for her. He owed her, owed Ren Litian a lecture.repaid today. Yan Qingmei's tears burst into a happy smile, and she walked towards him. His eyes began to blur, but he kept staring at her face, as if he wanted to remember her face: "I'm sorry. I'm not your son." The mountain wind was desolate, blowing away his last sigh, leaving no lingering sound. "No." Yan Qingmei gently picked him up, "You are." She stroked his face lovingly, "Only you have such compassion. This is a miracle of Buddha." She hugged him and walked down the Jade Mountain.His body was getting colder and colder, but she didn't care, and walked step by step to the deep pit in the ground, to the place where the fire was shining: "I will be with you, forever..." Qiuxuan looked at their backs, and suddenly there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes.In her hand, there is something, which is the last memorial of the Buddha.There is no Gu in this life. This life is over.Thinking of these four words, she suddenly had the urge to cry. Zhuo Wangsun stared blankly at the jade plate in front of him. The jade plate rises slowly and freezes in front of him, only a hug away.Xiaoluan was still lying in the snowy wedding gown, the moonlight shone on her face, revealing an unprecedented tranquility. His heart was shaking.In those days when she was forced to keep her, although she smiled sweetly, but only now did he know that there was so much sadness and pain in her heart. Zhuo Wangsun lowered his hand, a broken heart slipped to the ground, splashing dripping blood on the snow-white rock.He opened his bloody hand, dragged her body, and knelt down deeply. The devil finally stopped the slaughter.But none of them felt the slightest joy, as if their hearts had also been ripped out and placed on that white scale to weigh the sins of a lifetime. The mandala formation lost its host, and it uttered a few mournful cries before slowly falling silent. Zhuo Wangsun hugged Xiao Luan, knelt under the balance, and remained motionless until dawn broke in the east. Dawn illuminates Jade Mountain.Zhuo Wangsun dug a small tomb where the first ray of sunlight fell, and buried Xiao Luan. He wanted to erect a stele, but he pondered for a long time, but still couldn't think of what to write on it.Xiangsi was beside him, as if she wanted to help, but finally she didn't dare to approach him.Yang Yizhi looked at them from a distance, feeling that he was just an outsider.In the end, it still failed to give her happiness. It's time to go.Zhuo Wangsun looked back at the jade mountain.It was barren, and countless Nether Islanders were watching them from above. He was silent and boarded the boat slowly.Qiuxuan stood under the boat, but didn't move. Zhuo Wangsun frowned: "What do you want to do?" Qiuxuan smiled: "I'm not leaving." She turned around, "I want to stay here. I want to cure their illnesses, and I want to plant crabapples on this island. From today on, I will be this island master." A flash of surprise flashed in Zhuo Wangsun's eyes, but then he calmed down: "You have decided?" Qiu Xuan walked over slowly, her dress swaying in the sea waves, like a blooming flower: "Actually, I have always been in my heart." There is a question, who is the person you love most in your heart. However, this is not important anymore." "Now, the farewell between you and me is imminent. Before we leave, can you shed a tear for me?" Holding a seed in her hand, she looked at Zhuo Wangsun with a smile.Zhuo Wangsun said angrily, "What do you want to do?" "Divination. After I shed your tears, plant them, even if I don't see you, I can know whether you are safe or not." Zhuo Wangsun pulled her over: "Come back with me!" Qiu Xuan broke free from him and said with a smile: "In the next life, if my temper is not as bad as it is now, I will go back with you again." Zhuo Wangsun stared at her.A smile slowly bloomed on Qiuxuan's face: "I'm about to say goodbye, are you really unwilling to shed a tear for me?" Zhuo Wangsun walked to the boat without looking back: "If there is a next life, I will definitely do it for you." Shed this tear." Qiu Xuan's eyes suddenly became moist: "Hello!" Zhuo Wangsun stopped. "This is for you." Throwing an object at Zhuo Wangsun.Zhuo Wangsun reached out to catch it.There is no Gu in this life. "If you miss me, find someone to be like me!" Qiu Xuan smiled happily. Zhuo Wangsun choked and turned his head. Under the sun, Qiu Xuan was all smiles.But for the first time, she burst into tears. He suddenly had a feeling that he would never see her again in this life.