Chapter 443: Burning Books and Executing Immortals, the Calamity of Wangchuan"Fifth Senior Sister!" Song Lin took a step forward, looking excited. "Junior brother..." Feng Xuejun muttered to himself, his eyes seemed to be looking forward, but also seemed to be unable to see anything at all. The catastrophe of the heart silkworm. Song Lin's heart moved. The once heroic Feng Xuejun now seemed to have lost her edge, like a gentle and delicate lady, standing alone in the darkness, the smile on her face... still as bright as the wind. "I know, it's you. I can feel that you are saving me..." Feng Xuejun smiled brightly, looking at the endless darkness and whispered: "Just do it, don't have any burden. It has come to this point, and being alive is a blessing from God. How dare I expect anything else?" "Sister?" Song Lin was shocked.

"You don't have to say it. I can't hear you either. But I think you should be able to hear what I'm saying right now." Feng Xuejun smiled slightly and continued, "I can feel a force washing my soul. It's a force similar to the love potion, a force we are all familiar with." "You drank hundreds of kilograms of that stuff, and I drank thousands of kilograms. But it still couldn't make us forget the seven emotions and six desires of the world, and forget the obsession in our hearts." "The world is like smoke." "I can't understand it... so I can only use the Holy Spirit Sword Art to practice the Red Dust Linglong Heart Sutra. From forgetting love to being ruthless, from being ruthless to being heartless, the emotional hurdle is long, I have gone through it all, but I still can't forget him..." "I don't want to lie to myself anymore. Since Master has made this arrangement, he will definitely... not harm me. Don't you agree, Junior Brother?" Feng Xuejun looked up at the darkness, his eyes meeting Song Lin's across the distance between life and death. However, Song Lin clearly saw a hint of hidden pain beneath that bright smile, as if it was engraved into the soul. She guessed everything! Song Lin couldn't imagine that the Fifth Senior Sister, who used to be generous and carefree, would have such a delicate mind. Or. She practices the Red Dust Linglong Heart Sutra, and her mind has always been the most delicate among all her fellow disciples. But in order to prevent others from thinking too much and not to burden her senior brother Han Tuizhi, she has always concealed the delicacy in her heart. Maybe. This is the real exquisite thought! "The exquisite sword heart of the mortal world condensed by the Holy Spirit Sword Art has determined the limit of my path in this life." Feng Xuejun continued: "If that power stronger than the Forgetfulness Water can help me forget all this." "I am willing!" "But……" Song Lin clenched his fists tightly, but still couldn't make a decision. If Feng Xuejun knew that the mortal's wish to merge with the Tumor Water and the Forgetful Water condensed by tracing back to its source could block the emotions of people from life to life, would she still be so determined? "No buts, no hesitation. Don't always be... indecisive." Feng Xuejun seemed to have expected Song Lin's reaction at this moment. He raised his face and said with gentle eyes: "You are always like this. You are extremely decisive when it comes to your own affairs, but you become hesitant once it involves the people around you. In this respect, you are really like your senior brother!"

She seemed to recall some funny things in the past, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, "Do you still remember your fabricated but somewhat reasonable "Unfeeling Sword Manual"? " "Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature." "If your eldest brother can comprehend this truth, he will definitely be able to achieve Master's expectations and become the best among the eight of us brothers." "I, of course, can't be worse than him." "Without a man in my heart, I will be a god when I draw my sword. Hehehe~~ Come on, I am looking forward to the day when my eldest brother will be surprised to see me. It must be... very interesting!" Feng Xuejun stared at the endless darkness, his expression more resolute than ever before. She is ready. Accept the challenge of the Lethe River. Forget stupidity and forget yourself. Forget everything, including Han Tuizhi. but. What would she do if she knew that after she forgot everything, the enemy she would face would be Han Tuizhi? A ruthless one. A forgetful one. If both of them can stick to their own paths, they will become extremely terrifying existences. But Song Lin really didn't want to see that scene. Even if you have forgotten everything and given up everything, how painful will the instinctive emotional entanglement in your heart be? For Han Tuizhi, it was his own fault. But for Feng Xuejun, it was too cruel! "What are you still hesitating about?" Feng Xuejun frowned slightly. There seemed to be a hint of confusion and a hint of uneasiness between his brows. "Could it be..." In the endless darkness, Feng Xuejun's eyes suddenly shone with divine light, and faint images flashed by. "No, it's impossible. Such a thing will never happen! I believe in my senior brother... I believe in him!" Boom~~ Feng Xuejun's true spirit was inexplicably shaken, as if it was strongly stimulated and was about to collapse. His face once again fell into a state of confusion and stupidity. not good! Song Lin was shocked and looked up at the old man Tianming.

"Ah~~" Old Man Tianming sighed, "This girl is really smart. I'm afraid she has already guessed what happened in the outside world." "How can it be!" Song Lin shook his head violently. Even he could not have imagined that the person who betrayed would be Han Tuizhi. Feng Xuejun "died" in front of Wuduan Mountain, so how could he guess what happened later? "It's all traceable." Old Man Tianming sighed and said, "She knows your temperament so well and can predict all reactions from her heart. What about your senior brother?" "Han Tuizhi has only two options." "One, with a transcendent mind, one can break through the path of ruthlessness." "Second, use your body to feed the devil and escape into the path of ruthlessness." "He was limited by his talent and lifespan, and because of his infatuation, he believed in your Heartless Sword Manual. When the first path was blocked and he fell into complete despair, he would definitely take the irreversible path." "Forget about emotions, stop wanting, give up your heart, and bury your love." “Forget about family, friendship, and love, cut off all desires, give up your heart and yourself, give up your bottom line, and then bury the past, betray your teachers and ancestors, and destroy the ties of the past with your own hands.” "Finally, he will become a demon among men and achieve the body of the supreme demon!" "Perhaps he cannot do this now, but in the future... since your master thinks highly of him, even if he cannot become an immortal, becoming a demon... is easy for him." "He will definitely be very scary in the future." Listening to the analysis of Old Man Tianming, Song Lin was stunned. So all this was just because of my momentary joke? "There's no need to blame yourself, you pleasure-seeking boy." Old Man Tianming seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts, and consoled him, "Even without your Jueqing Sword Manual, he would have found Wuqing Sword Manual and Wangqing Sword Manual. The Tai Shang Wangqing Zuowang Xianjing is originally a way of cultivation for inhuman beings." "It's better to practice the skills you wrote than to practice those evil and inhumane skills, right?" "Is that right?" Song Lin said blankly. "Is such that." The old man said affirmatively. "Make a choice quickly." He paused, and then said: "There is still a glimmer of hope now. Take advantage of the fact that Han Tuizhi has not yet reached the end of the evil path. You still have a chance to kill him." "Kill him and everything will be in vain." Boom boom~~the sound of rapid heartbeat. It was like a sword heart on the verge of breaking, making its final buzzing sound. Feng Xuejun's true spirit was completely distorted and was about to turn into a stream of light and completely disappear from the world.

"Time is running out." Elder Tianming said solemnly: "This is her last chance. If she doesn't integrate the mortal's wish, her true spirit will be broken, and I'm afraid she will lose even the chance of reincarnation." "So I actually have no choice at all?" Song Lin said with difficulty. "Just now, yes. Now, no." The old man looked at me strangely, as if he was certain that everything was determined by fate. He stretched out his hand. The mortal wish fell from his palm and was subconsciously caught by Song Lin. "Junior brother..." Feng Xuejun's sharp voice suddenly came. "Senior sister!" Song Lin suddenly turned his head. "Hurry...even if I have to forget...everything. I...want to...see him again..." Feng Xuejun clenched his fists, roared to the sky, and his long black hair danced wildly in the wind. It seemed that for the obsession in his heart, he had used up his last bit of energy to fight against the power of life and death. "it is good!" Song Lin finally made up his mind. He slowly raised the mortal wish in his hand and pressed it on Feng Xuejun's true spirit that had twisted into mist. Hey~ There seems to be a sound of heartbreaking. "I have forgotten you, but you will never forget me, right?" With a low murmur, Feng Xuejun's unwavering sword heart finally couldn't bear it. At the last moment, it was completely shattered. "The timing is just right!" Old Man Tianming seemed to have expected this and waved his hand to cast a spell. The mortal wish instantly merged the shattered true spirit and turned it into a crystal clear light red sword heart. Feng Xuejun's heart was broken. The whole person has condensed into a sword heart? "From now on, she is the sword heart, and the sword heart is her true self. The world of mortals crosses the heart, the heart is broken and the person dies. What you can achieve depends entirely on your luck." Old Man Tianming smiled slightly, looking as if he was relieved that he had fulfilled his mission. "Thank you, senior." Song Lin breathed a sigh of relief. "I have done what I can do. Now it's up to you. If you want her to wake up quickly and then reshape her sword spirit body, you need to nurture her day and night with the sword intent of the Red Dust Linglong Heart Sutra." The old man counted with his fingers and said, "Three years at the fastest and five years at the slowest. Do your best, kid."

"Yes." Song Lin bowed deeply to express his gratitude. The Sword Master once said. If Feng Xuejun can use his own strength to break through the foolishness of the world, he can become a truly enlightened swordsman, the only one in this world. He went to great lengths to search for the fairy island, pray to heaven, and get the mortal's wish and the Transmutation Water, but it was just to create an opportunity for Feng Xuejun. At most, I can use 30% of my strength. The remaining 70% depends on her own luck. But can a person who has forgotten everything really see through confusion and return from the boundary between life and death? Time flies. A year passes in the blink of an eye. Song Lin practiced the Red Dust Linglong Heart Sutra day and night, constantly stimulating the spirituality of Feng Xuejun's Red Dust Sword Heart with the Holy Spirit Sword Intent, and he did not dare to slack off for even a moment. A lot has happened in the outside world over the past year. Some people took refuge in the underworld, while others continued to resist. Many people died, and many people continued to make progress... In the first six months, he felt extremely tortured every moment. Later I gradually became more open-minded. Everything is already screwed up, so what if the situation gets even worse? At worst, I can overturn the chessboard and start a new life. As long as he is alive. Even if the Seven Sons of Jianya died one by one, he would single-handedly recreate the Sword of Five Ages and fight a life-and-death battle with the Ten Directions of the Netherworld. If he could do it! [Sword Lord has been a sword for sixty-fifth year.] [The three ancient demon lords, Clavicle, Blood Demon, and Plague Lord, have revived from the blood river one after another. They are now the demons of the world, ruling over the mountains, seas, and land. ] [The Donglin Immortal Sects have all left for other places, struggling to survive under the pressure of the evil spirits. ] [Under the leadership of the current Cangzhou Saint King 'Cang Jiuling', the aristocratic families in the east all surrendered and prostrated themselves before the evil demon. Whether it was just a pretense or a genuine one, I'm afraid no one knows. ] [The three great demon lords established the Netherworld Palace, issued demonic decrees, and generously accepted the human race's support. ] [There are billions of human beings in the East, and they cannot be killed or annihilated. The evil demons are not completely inhumane. The best way is to control them like humans control livestock, turning them into "them" and making them food that can be easily killed.] [It was July of that year.] [The Demonic Heavenly Master Wan De offers a good plan, saying that it can destroy the human race's lineage and sever humanity's destiny for eternity.] 【July 15th.】

[The Netherworld Palace issued an order to the world, ordering the four directions of the East to burn the classics and historical records, in order to cut off the last bit of human spirit from the root.] 【Finally someone couldn't help it and launched the final initiative.】 【It's like hitting a rock with an egg.】 [The final counterattack did not cause any waves. ] [Millions of people died tragically that night, and countless noble families were annihilated in the dust of history.] 【July 16.】 【The sun never rose again.】 [Countless people in the East looked at the gray sky, as if they felt that the eternal night had arrived. They could no longer organize any resistance.] 【Living in darkness, the heart is toward light. 】 [If there is not even a glimmer of hope, how can we get out of this endless darkness of despair? ] [This calamity is called the Calamity of the Forgotten River.] [Countless classics, cultivation methods, and hundreds of thousands of years of glorious human history were all buried in the dust of the raging fire.] [The high-level officials were destroyed, the books were burned, and the history of Donglin was interrupted overnight. ] [Master Wande's attack was both accurate and vicious, completely crushing the hope in Donglin Cangsheng's heart, and regaining the trust of the Netherworld Demon Lords.] [The name of the Demonic Heavenly Master once again hangs high in the dark eastern sky like a dark star.] [Becoming an existence revered by hundreds of millions of demons and hated by countless humans. ] 【At that time.】 [Miao Shan, with the heart of a bodhisattva, sacrificed herself to feed the demons, and often accompanied the demon master. The two of them called each other fellow Taoists, had a close relationship, and both gained a lot on the path of cultivation.] [Someone once asked: Isn't it helping the tyrant to commit atrocities by doing this? ] Miao Shan replied: Only when all sentient beings are saved can one attain Bodhi. If I don’t go to hell, who will? [She never concealed her desire to destroy demons. Even when facing the Demon Heavenly Master, she was still like this.] 【However.】 [The Demonic Heavenly Master still favors him very much, and it seems that he has some unusual purpose. ] [Both of them are extraordinary people in the world. They just met for the first time in the world, so how could they be troubled by the love between men and women? As for what they wish in their hearts, no one in the world can guess it for the time being. ] Time flies. In the blink of an eye, another year has passed. [Sword Lord has transformed into a sword for the sixty-sixth year.] 【The land of Donglin has been plunged into a three-year dark age.】

【The destiny of humanity is completely annihilated in the general trend.】 [The three great demon lords of the Netherworld Palace finally felt that the time was ripe, and summoned the Demon Heavenly Master to prepare to attack Donglin Xianya. ] [It was March 3rd of that year.] [The fourth ancient demon king is about to revive. 】 [Master Wande personally led million elite demons to form the Nine Nether Immortal Slaying Formation and rushed to the East China Sea to encircle and destroy the last reef of the Donglin Immortal Path.] 【For a while.】 [The Donglinxian Cliff is in danger, and the destiny of humanity is about to collapse completely. ] (End of this chapter)