Ren Qi stared at the scene with wide eyes, but did not move forward, just stood Qian died, like a beautiful crystal ball suddenly falling to the ground, or like a snowflake that landed on the palm of your hand and disappeared without a trace. Ren Qi looked at the beautiful, blood-stained corpse and couldn't help but think of that snowy night many years ago. It is also extremely quiet, with snow and wind blowing. Ren Qi led a group of people and rode into the Forbidden City on horseback. They had just taken the head of a White Lotus protector king and destroyed the altar. They were feeling very proud, so the sound of their horses' hooves was particularly loud, as if they were going to crush the night into pieces. But what really shattered the night was the sound of musketry. A bullet passed by Ren Qi's ear and hit the cavalryman behind him. Then more bullets came, penetrating the bodies of people and horses, and blood mist splattered. In a trance, Ren Qi heard someone reciting something loudly on the high courtyard wall. He could no longer remember the details, but only vaguely remembered three or two sentences. "The traitor Ren Qi is shameless, disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous. He colluded with the White Lotus rebels to cause chaos. The emperor has ordered that the traitor Ren Qi be captured and killed without mercy!"

Kill without mercy! Ren Qi suddenly turned around. He didn't know when it started, but all around him there were already hundreds of Qi Refiners standing there. They were dressed alike and had similar body shapes, their figures were shrouded in large cloaks, no light could be seen, and they looked like ghosts reborn into this world. Ren Qi asked coldly: "You did it?" The Qi Refiners were just indifferent. After a dead silence, someone in the front row raised his hand. "I did it." Ren Qi immediately slashed with his sword, splitting the man's head in half and he fell to the ground. It was a face that could be called handsome. Even though it was now stained with blood and brain matter and split in half, it did not diminish its beauty. "Who else?" Ren Qi asked again. Another person raised his hand, "I did it." hiss! His head also shot up into the sky. "Anything else?" Ren Qi continued to ask. Two more people raised their hands, "We have a share, too." A cold light flashed twice, and the two men fell down. Ren Qi stopped asking questions and just glanced at him. Four or five people in a row raised their hands at the same time, but no one answered. Ren Qi immediately took out another sword from his back. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, those people fell down in unison like straw being chopped off. There was no need to ask or say anything anymore. Seventy-six swords were drawn at the same time, and the snowfield was suddenly filled with cold light. With every step forward, several people were hacked to death on the spot.

Heads rolled everywhere, there were countless Qi-refining masters, and the heroic fire could not be extinguished. Ren Qi chopped in a clockwise direction with himself as the center, and then turned back counterclockwise. After three full circles, hundreds of Qi Refiners fell down. Blood surrounded him, soaked his sword and body, and melted the ice and snow. Ren Qi walked forward, and every step he took left a shocking blood mark under his feet. There is still a Qi cultivator alive. She saw that everyone was dead and she was the only one left, but she was neither afraid nor worried. She just sat cross-legged, making sword gestures with her hands, and chanting scriptures in a low voice amid the blood. Ren Qi stepped forward and gently lifted the cloak with his sword. Under the cloak was a beautiful face that showed neither joy nor sadness. Even in Yujing, where there are so many beautiful women and ladies, such a face is rare. She was even prettier than Zhao Qian and A Ke, but she was really hard to like. It was as if she was just a jade doll and not a living thing. Ren Qi's sword moved to her chin and lifted her head slightly. The female cultivator then looked into his eyes, her eyes like a clear mirror, reflecting the blood-stained Ren Qi. "Why?" Ren Qi asked. “Because this is your karma.” "Bullshit karma!" Ren Qi turned his wrist, and a red line appeared on the Qi Refiner's neck. "Don't tell me those nonsense, I just want to ask you what's going on?" "I told you, this is cause and effect." The Qi Refiner let the blood flow down his snow-white neck to his collar. Her tone was still calm, as if she was not the one who was hurt. "Ren Qi, you are here to help us become immortals. You are the cause and we are the result." "I'm asking you why you killed her!" Ren Qi's eyes widened, "It's me you want to kill, right?" "She died here. It was her fate. It was karma." The Qi Refiner said calmly: "This series of events happened all because of you, Ren Qi. You are the reincarnation of Tian Mengxing, one of the 108 evil stars, so you are destined to spend your whole life shuttling between blades and surrounded by blood, because you want to enter the Tao through killing. Those who are killed by you are actually just helping you to practice. Ren Qi, today, we brothers and sisters are here to help you, so that you can become an immortal and ascend to heaven." Become an immortal? Ascension?

Ren Qi felt a splitting headache, "Bullshit! What's the reincarnation of Tian Mengxing? I just killed someone." "Killing is your way, Ren Qi." The Qi Refiner said frankly: "To enter the Dao through killing, this is your fate and destiny." "how about you?" The tip of Ren Qi's sword sank a little deeper into the Qi Refiner's neck. The Qi Refiner was fearless, "Ren Qi, please kill me. I am willing to pay any price to help you succeed." Hearing this, Ren Qi frowned, "You crazy people." "So does that woman." The Qi Refiner suddenly said, "In order for you to become an immortal and prove your Dao, that woman must die. This is her karma." Ren Qi's hands couldn't stop shaking. Even though his sword-holding hand was always steady, it was now shaking violently with murderous intent. The Qi Refiner closed his eyes and concentrated, waiting for Ren Qi to take action. "Just because she became an immortal, she had to die, and you guys didn't even plan to escape, but just stood here waiting for me to kill you?" The Qi Refiner suddenly had a smile on his face, "When you killed us, you had already lost to Ren Qi, because our death was the cause and effect that helped you become an immortal. As long as you ascend, all the efforts of everyone and all the things that the immortals pursue will be realized. It’s not that you found Xiandu, it’s that Xiandu has been waiting for you, Ren Qi. You are the one who can solve all the causes and effects. So we thank you and worship you because you have freed us from this waterless sea of ​​suffering and also made us... " "Shut up." Before he could finish his words, Ren Qi's sword had already cut the snow-white neck of the Qi Refiner, killing the last person. However, Ren Qi did not feel happy, nor did he feel any sense of revenge. He only felt lonely and desolate. And in this vast world, he had a feeling of defeat. Although all the Qi Refiners were killed, it seemed that they had won at the moment. Somehow, Ren Qi remembered the small package he had placed on his waist. He took off the small package and found a red pill wrapped in layers of oil paper. That was the preparation the Imperial Guards masters made for themselves in order to avoid being tortured. On that snowy night, when Ren Qi broke out of the palace and returned home, the scene before his eyes was the same as it is now, a bloody scene. The masters of the Imperial Palace massacred his family, killing no one, whether family members or servants. There was blood and minced meat everywhere. For many days afterwards, Ren Qi could not sleep. This scene was deeply engraved in his mind, so much so that he later needed opium to free himself from those nightmares. And now, these nightmares appeared vividly before him again. At this moment, Ren Qi felt as if this pill was prepared for this moment.

In the illusion, on the other side of the mirror, it seemed that many people were waiting for him, hoping that he would enter the world that represented death and transcendence. The figure and face of the Northern Spear Saint Bai Xiu appeared before his eyes again, and Ren Qi suddenly realized what he had said before he died. "You have nothing but your sword. This life is nothing but a burden to you." Is it really? Was Bai Xiu, the Northern Spear Saint, really advising him to die quickly? Heading towards the road that all martial arts masters and all living beings will eventually take? Ren Qi was a little shaken, staring at the pill in his palm, as if it was a drop of blood, a drop of hot and rich blood that did not belong to him, yet was closely related to him. Around him, shadows appeared. They were his relatives, enemies, and many of the people he had killed. Many of the dead were naturally innocent, and some of them had little to do with the White Lotus Sect. However, Ren Qi didn't care about that. He just picked up his sickle and cut off the weeds in the field like a person who didn't know anything about farming. Now these people are here to seek revenge on him. They stand here, staring at Ren Qi, wanting to take revenge on him and find relief. Everyone here was killed by him or died indirectly because of him. However, Ren Qi just stood there with a stern face. He only thought that those "people" who seemed to appear around him were phantoms, but he was completely unaware that in Xiandu, there were really two people looking down at him. The two men sitting in front of the chessboard had an immortal look and their faces seemed like they were carved out of jade. Just sitting there made people feel like they were immortals who had descended to earth. Lingxuzi plays the white chess pieces, and Zhenyan Taoist plays the black chess pieces first. A huge dragon has faintly appeared on the chessboard in front of the two people, with black and white pieces fighting each other. The victory or defeat on the chessboard depends only on three pieces. Taoist Zhenyan held the black piece in his hand and didn't know what to do for a moment. Or perhaps, he was slow to make his move because he was paying attention to Ren Qi's movements. "Tian Mengxing will soon return to his position." “This is exactly what we’ve been waiting for.” Ling Xuzi placed his hand in the chess box, stirring the crystal clear and warm chess pieces. "Tian Mengxing has gone through training, witnessed various causes and effects, and traveled through various cycles. Finally, it is time to sense the destiny and submit to the Great Dao." Taoist Zhenyan smiled and said, "There have been cases in history where people became saints through killing and ascended to heaven through killing, but they are only a handful. Finally, today has come, and we are going to witness the new saint." "This is what Xiandu has been waiting for. I dreamed of this scene many days and nights ago." "Brother, let alone you, I feel the same way." Taoist Zhenyan finally placed the black piece firmly on the chessboard. That was the black dragon's breathing point. Once the piece was placed, the black dragon came back to life and competed with the white piece. Now it was Ling Xuzi's turn to be in trouble. He picked up the white piece, not looking at the chessboard, but staring at Ren Qi. "Tian Mengxing, he..." "Brother, it doesn't matter anymore. After going through so many hardships and exhausting all his energy, Tian Mengxing has no desires and is now enlightened. He knows the path he wants to take. He will follow the will of heaven and ascend to heaven."

"No, look for yourself." Taoist Zhenyan looked over there and saw that Ren Qi was still holding the pill in his hand. "He is going to die." said Taoist Zhenyan. As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Qi threw the pill into the snow, stepped on it, and crushed it completely into the mud. "What is he doing?" Taoist Zhenyan frowned, unable to understand Ren Qi's intention for a moment. When he saw Ren Qi draw his sword, he couldn't help but put aside this doubt in his mind: he still wanted to die. But Ling Xuzi suddenly said: "He seems to be looking at us." "what?" Taoist Zhenyan's eyes widened slightly as he stared at Ren Qi. At this time, Ren Qi was holding a sword and looking towards the direction of Xiandu with a firm gaze. Ren Qi has recovered from his previous state, or rather, it was just a ripple that passed through his heart for a moment. He looked towards Xiandu with a sneer, his heart filled with a determined murderous intent, and his hands became steady and dry again. No matter how much pain and loneliness he feels, it seems that he cannot defeat this man who stands like a stone wall. "He's not planning to let us go yet?" Taoist Zhenyan murmured. "No, he doesn't intend to let me go." Ling Xuzi sneered, "I didn't expect that even after experiencing so many blows and so much pain, Tian Mengxing still hasn't understood the cause and effect and achieved enlightenment. He is really a monster without blood and tears." "Then what do we do next?" Taoist Zhenyan couldn't help but feel a little nervous, because according to various calculations, this was Xiandu's only chance to escape from the increasingly dry pond. Before long, the path to ascension will be completely cut off because the spiritual energy of Jiuzhou is about to be exhausted. "It doesn't matter. If he refuses to surrender, we will help him." Ling Xuzi took the white piece and dropped it on the chessboard. The whole chess piece glowed immediately, and in the eyes of Taoist Zhenyan, there were wisps of purple clouds. Ren Qi did not have the inspiration unique to the people of Xuanmen. He only felt the murderous intent based on instinct. call out! He turned over and jumped away, and a hole immediately appeared under his feet. Flames gushed out from where he was standing, as if they were going straight into the clouds. As soon as he stood still, another sound of breaking wind came from behind him. Ren Qi turned around and ran into a snowstorm head-on. Before the wind and snow reached him, a layer of frost had already formed on his hands. He gathered up the energy in his body, circulated it through his meridians, and drove away the cold that had penetrated deep into his bones. His body moved again, avoiding the sweeping snowstorm. After shattering the fireball with one sword, Ren Qi saw two huge skulls floating in the air in the smoke.

One was covered in flames, the other was covered in ice and snow. On the left and right, the two skulls stared at him like deadly ghosts. (End of this chapter)