Chapter 997 Immortal or Hero?

Countless sword lights shuttled and flew in the ten-meter-high sky, becoming more and more dense, illuminating the entire Mars.

Master Shen Da sat between the cliffs, the light on his face flickered on and off, and his smile looked a little weird.

"What do you want to say?" Yushan said nervously.

Master Shen Da smiled and said: "You should have heard that the immortal body of Jingyang is a star-level weapon left by the gods, which can ignite stars."

Yu Shan clenched his fists angrily, and said, "So what? Uncle Shi is now a sick man, he can't even move."

Master Shen Da sneered and said, "Let him try to untie that sword rope around his neck?"

Liu Shisui summoned Buerjian and Chuzijian, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Try to say something again?"

"Why can't you say that? As long as he destroys the sun, wouldn't he be able to destroy this sword formation? You, his most beloved juniors, can survive!" Master Shen Da laughed and said, "Now that I think about it, maybe this is the true meaning of the Patriarch's game. It is a question he gave you. How would you choose it?"

The top of the cliff became very quiet, and the sound of sword intent tearing through the thin air could be faintly heard from the frozen sky.

Many people looked at Jing Jiu with complicated eyes.

Those present are aware of the Ignition of the Stars project.

The source of this war was because Jing Jiu was unwilling to carry out this plan.

Now if he didn't want to watch everyone die, he had to make a choice he didn't want to.

Is this the true meaning of the Patriarch?

You don't want to ignite the stars, so I'll let you start by igniting the sun?

Many people are waiting for his decision.

Yushan was very nervous and wanted to speak out to persuade his uncle not to be deceived, but Yuan Qu stopped him with his eyes.

Only then did she notice that no matter whether it was Yuan Qu, Su Ziye, Tong Yan or the others, they were all calm and not worried at all.

"Think about something else." Jing Jiu's voice was a little weak, but there was an unshakable sense of firmness.

Hearing this sentence, Master Shen Da was slightly taken aback, and the rest of the previous generations of immortals were also a little surprised, thinking that even if you don't want to, why don't you even think about it? And...he said it so honestly.

"It's really boring." Shen Yunbu's lazy voice came out from the robot, "Why can't you be like the male protagonists in those novels and movies, who cheated, kidnapped and stole, did all kinds of evil, and finally stood up and declared that they would sacrifice themselves for mankind, the country, and the nation when they were about to die, and immediately be clean and innocent."

Tong Yan said: "I don't watch many novels and movies, but don't you think this is too old-fashioned?"

Liu Shisui said earnestly: "It's not important to be old-fashioned, I just think those people should have died long ago, why did they die at the end?"

Unlike those previous generations of immortals, they knew Jing Jiu very well, and they were not distracted by worship like Yushan, knowing that he would definitely not do this.

He is not even willing to sacrifice for human beings.

When Liu Ci begged him to change his sword in Xihai, he always pushed back and hesitated for a long time.

What is the fate of these junior disciples?

Apart from fighting for Lian Sanyue a few times, has he ever done anything dangerous in his life?

"Think about something else... think about something else... ha ha ha ha!"

Some crazy laughter suddenly sounded from among the cliffs.

It wasn't the crazy Shen Yunbu and Ni Xianren, but Ziqi Donglaijun.

He got up slowly, looked at Jing Jiu with cold eyes and said, "Then what do you think we should think about? Think about why you are not afraid?"

Without waiting for anyone to speak, his voice became colder and continued: "You are the sword of all things. It is very difficult for this sword formation to destroy you. Even if it is possible, the patriarch would not be willing to destroy you, so you can sit in a wheelchair and watch this happen coldly. What about us? We are destined to be buried with you?"

"If he dies, and we die together for his sake, that's called burial."

Shen Yunxian laughed and said: "According to what you said, he can't die anyway, so you have to be more precise in your words."

Ziqi Donglai Jun heard the words and was angry, let out a clear whistle, and flew up from the cliff, heading towards the sky!

There was a soft bang, and a small round hole appeared in the frozen sky, with purple aura emanating faintly, smeared like gems.

Ziqi Donglaijun's figure instantly disappeared into the universe, as if he had jumped into the sea.

Hundreds of sword lights flowed from the small circular hole, and it was closed again.

People looked at the place where he disappeared, and there was silence for a while.

"The standard time is three hours." Tong Yan said.

Shen Yunqian said with a slight mockery: "He is in too much agitation right now, I'm afraid he won't be able to last for two hours."

Everyone knew that they were talking about the time Ziqi Donglai Lord could survive in the solar system sword array. No matter how many hours or days or even years, as long as you can't find the eyes of the formation or a new life gate, you can only drift in this sword formation. Even Peng Lang would eventually be unable to support himself and die, let alone him.

"Over there!" Zeng Ju suddenly stood up and said, looking at a certain place in the universe.

Everyone followed his gaze, and vaguely saw a faint purple smoke appearing in the distant space.

It's not the purple air when the sun rises.

It is the trace of Dao Xiaoxian's death.

Lord Ziqi Donglai died.

Today, he was severely injured by Tong Yan's insidious means, and when he left, his heart was in a state of turmoil, and he was wiped out by the solar system sword formation without even being able to hold on for a moment.

The top of the cliff became dead silent again.

Xue Ji sat on the edge of the cliff, the chill emanating from the red cloak, she kept freezing the sky, looking like a little girl stopping the roaring machine with her small hands.

The sky is getting closer.

There is less and less sand falling from the sky.

After a while, Mars will be swallowed by the sword array.

Jing Jiu in the wheelchair finally raised his head and looked at the sky.

No one noticed that the little finger of his right hand that had landed on the armrest trembled slightly.

There was a heavy impact sound from between the cliffs, it was the robot clapping with its thick and tattered mechanical hands.

"Ready, ready." Shen Yunbu's proud and fearless voice came from the robot, "I taught you this formation a few days ago, and you can stabilize your position after a while. If you don't remember that day, you can ask for blessings."

Zhao Layue didn't know the formation, so she reached out to Liu Shisui.

Liu Shisui was startled for a moment before realizing that her Forsi sword was on the young master's neck at the moment, and quickly grabbed the Chuzi sword from the air and handed it over.

When they killed Luo Huainan many years ago, they used this Chuzi sword.

When they separated, Zhao Layue gave him the sword, and now he returns it to her.

Looking at this scene, Tong Yan wondered if she remembered the past, she was silent for a while, and then took out a jar of chess pieces from her sleeve.

Holding the curved sword, Peng Lang still guarded Xue Ji meticulously.

Su Ziye and Yuan Qu looked at each other, and walked quietly towards the incense table - on which was Chen Ya's remains.

"Why don't you follow the golden body of Liu Shisui?" Su Ziye said mockingly.

"I asked him to protect Junior Sister Yushan..." Yuan Qu mocked in a low voice, "Then why don't you follow the uncle? He is much stronger than the stone man and the golden body."

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On the opposite side of Mars from Olympus.

On the edge of an extremely large and deep canyon sat two immortals.

There are no mountains or Xueji's support here, the frozen sky is relatively soft, and the collapse is already close to the ground.

He Xiangu touched the sky above his head with his hand, and some frost formed on his fingertips, and then spread to his forearm.

She shook her hair, shook off the frost, and said: "When I was a child and just practiced in Chaotian Continent, I wanted to touch the sky. I didn't expect that after more than two thousand years, I could actually touch it. It's really interesting."

Master Yun looked at the snowflakes in the frozen sky, his eyes were full of admiration, and he said, "This sky is really beautiful."

"I didn't expect what Tong Yan and the others said was correct, but the Patriarch actually wanted us all to die." He Xiangu raised her eyebrows and said.

Master Yun withdrew his gaze, looked at her and said gently: "The patriarch wanted to kill Xue Ji, and Jing Jiu was the one we wanted to kill. We just happened to meet... Speaking of which, if I hadn't dragged you to Mo Yuanxing, you wouldn't have boarded that pirate ship with me, and you wouldn't have come here. I'm really sorry."

He Xiangu smiled and said: "You like to be a hero, so I will accompany you for a while."

Master Yun said with emotion: "At that time, I only felt that the Patriarch was right, and it should be so."

He Xiangu said: "Today's me is wrong with yesterday's me. This is what you taught me... But there should be a tense moment over there. I thought you would take me back to help those juniors and continue to be your own hero."

"Her Majesty is here, why does it matter what we do?" Master Yun said seriously, "And I am a fairy, not a hero at all."

At this moment, the frozen sky fell again.

If they wanted to stay on the edge of the canyon, they had to sit on the ground.

"What should we do next?" He Xiangu asked.

Master Yun waved his sleeve and let out a white cloud, extending his hand to greet him.

He Xiangu put his hand on it.

Master Yun took her by the hand and walked up to the cloud cluster.

The pure white cloud moves without wind, moving forward along the canyon, like a small boat.

Looking at the magnificent scenery in the canyon, He Xiangu smiled and said, "That's fine."

Master Yun took out a clarinet from his sleeve and played it softly.

The sound of the flute is melodious.

Baiyun as a companion.

Suddenly there was singing.

It was a ditty that the peasant women of Chaotian mainland often hummed when they were working thousands of years ago.

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The sea lapped gently on the silver sand.

Coconut trees are still burning.

The bloody full moon hangs quietly on the horizon, looking a bit like the eyes of a devil.

Don't say that there are no demons in this world, even if there are, I dare not take a look at this beach.

Patriarch Qingshan is sitting here.

The cough echoed to the distance of the sea and gradually disappeared.

His chest was covered with blood.

The bloody water was blown by the sea breeze, and turned into translucent, blood-colored, round beads, rolling down from the body.

The clothes were clean as before, but the wound remained in the body.

For something as grand as the Solar System Sword Formation, even if he is the leader, he would have to pay a lot for such a big change.

Zhuo Rusui knelt beside the wheelchair, wanted to care about it, but found that the Patriarch didn't care about his injury, as if it wasn't his body.

So tonight like this, what is the Patriarch concerned about?

The fate of human beings or small fish in the pond?

"Will they all die?" He asked with a trembling voice.

"Xue Ji will be seriously injured, but if she wants to kill her, she may have to be trapped by this sword formation for decades." The patriarch said, "Jing Jiu's soul will be cut apart, and the Chengtian Sword will take over his body. As for the rest of the people... that depends on their own fortune."

Zhuo Rusui was silent for a long time, and said, "Are you really not worried about what I'm doing?"

The Patriarch looked at him and said, "What can you do?"

Zhuo Rusui raised his head, bravely looked into those eyes as deep as the sea, and said, "I am the head of Qingshan."

The patriarch smiled and said, "Me too."

Zhuo Rusui opened his mouth in pain, and said after a while, "Why do you trust me so much?"

The patriarch said: "You are the current head of the Qingshan Sect, and you are not a sword demon. Why can't I trust you?"

Zhuo Rusui said: "But I am hesitating."

"If Zhao Layue didn't know that you would hesitate, why would he let you come here?" The patriarch pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the beach.

If Zhuo Rusui had attacked Patriarch Qingshan without hesitation at this time, he would have never had the opportunity to come to the ancestor star before.

Zhao Layue is not as good at planning as Tong Yan and others, but when discussing this matter in the small vegetable garden outside Guocheng Temple, she still suggested that Zhuo Rusui follow the previous generation of immortals of the Qingshan Sect - if it was what they thought, Jing Jiu would still be on the old road of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors.

Just like Patriarch said, because she knew that Zhuo Rusui would hesitate, and that hesitation could be felt.

Only in this way can he win the trust of the former immortals of Qingshan Sect.

"You are Patriarch Qingshan, our ancestor, I am the successor of Qingshan Taoism, there is no reason not to stand by your side. And I don't like them."

Zhuo Rusui stood up, looked at the wheelchair going away and said.

The patriarch didn't look back in the wheelchair and asked, "Why?"

Zhuo Rusui said, "Because of Master."

When the spring rain fell that year, only Nan Wang and him cried a lot. It wasn't that the other ascetics were ruthless, but that they had the deepest affection for Liu Ci.

The real cause of Liu Ci's death was the catastrophe a few years before Chunyu, but where did the catastrophe come from? Master Taiping and Jing Jiu are responsible for the brothers, but the source is someone else——Tong Yan took out the fairy book, and Tong Yan set up the scheme to kill Master Taiping.

"Don't look at my cute smile, funny talk, innocence, and dedication to Shenmo Peak all those years, but how can I forget the catastrophe by the West Sea, and the real culprit Tongyan? I said that I must kill Tongyan, but I was stopped by them. Then I became the head of Qingshan, and I was still not allowed to touch him. What's the point of this head? Bai Zao came to Qingshan to take away my girl and made her a disciple of Zhongzhou. They estimated that they would eventually send her to Yunmeng and make her worship under Tongyan’s sect. They really had good intentions and wanted to ease the relationship between me and Tongyan. The question is, did they ever think about my willingness? I don’t want to, I fucking don’t want to, I just want to kill Tongyan. Master loved me so much back then. It’s Shi Zu, and he doesn’t care about nonsense like that, so I don’t listen to him!”

Everyone in the Qingshan School and even the entire Chaotian Continent knew that Zhuo Rusui was a talker, but few people heard him say such a long paragraph in one breath. He was known to be a sleepy, mean-spirited, arrogant, highly gifted, funny guy, but no one had ever seen him so genuinely angry.

The hot pot and mahjong at Shenmo Peak in those years were not all the truth.

When he grabbed the mutton in the pot with long chopsticks, what was he thinking?

When he watched Tong Yan walking freely among the green mountains and peaks, what was he thinking?