Chapter 755 Wang Chen
On the mountain road in the early morning, Li Yuan was also slightly stunned.
Xuanyuan Jun sighed and patted his shoulder. The power of the Human Emperor was completely restrained, but there was a complicated meaning.
"All three bodies are human emperors. As the first generation, I know a lot of memories."
Ever since returning to the Three Realms, Xuanyuan Jun has been constantly receiving the imprints and traces of the Human Emperor, even though the last two generations of Human Emperors were just his reincarnations.
The methods of the Taoist Emperor are difficult for ordinary people to guess.
"Yue Qi died in the middle period of the ancient times, killed by the Demon Emperor himself."
"At the end of the ancient times, Yue Wei was buried in the reincarnation, dragging the Xuan clan to death with him, and solved the great enemy of the human race at that time."
Xuanyuan Jun walked slowly along the mountain path with his hands behind his back, walking like a dragon or a tiger, as if he was recalling events from ancient times, his steps revealing the majestic demeanor of a tyrant.
Or maybe he realized something was wrong and gradually calmed down, walking forward like an ordinary person.
Li Yuan listened to Xuanyuan Jun's story, feeling a strange feeling in his heart. He walked side by side silently, looking at the emerald green trees in the mountains, lost in thought for a long time.
He watched those two children grow up with his own eyes. They were so simple and innocent. He was so cruel that he left without saying goodbye. He thought that they would not remember him for long, but he ended up becoming the knot of their lives.
"Originally, in that battle, Yue Wei didn't need to risk reincarnation herself."
Xuanyuan Jun continued speaking, his voice was flat, but every word represented a glorious past and the stories of some people buried in history.
"She treated you as a relative. After the death of the tribe and Yueqi, finding her master became her obsession."
"But she searched all over Chaos and the Three Realms and still couldn't find you."
"So, she went to the Lethe River of Samsara to look for you."
Li Yuan's heart trembled slightly.
Xuanyuan Jun's expression was a little complicated: "It's a pity, perhaps millions of years are too long, too long. She was unable to find you, and just vanished into thin air, turning into a drop of water in the vicious Forgotten River."
"This is her regret, and she and Yue Qi are also the regrets of all the tribes of the Human Emperor."
The wind in the early morning is not so considerate and is always chilly.
Li Yuan's immortal body was not afraid of the so-called cold wind or heat, but at this moment, his heart suddenly tightened and he felt a bit of a guilty chill on his body.
That silly kid...
Li Yuan sighed in his heart. No matter how eloquent he was in the past, he couldn't say anything at this moment.
Xuanyuan Jun had no intention of making things difficult for him. He just told him these things. At least in the eyes of this Human Emperor, Li Yuan needed to know these things.
"Also... Shen Yin's ancient reincarnation was also dragged down by Hong Zun's curse, continuing his fate and dying for others. Now I don't know how many generations it has been..."
"In this life... you should be called Mo Qi."
Xuanyuan Jun's emotions fluctuated slightly.
It is not because of the love affairs between men and women that he is in a position like this. Every move he makes represents the dignity of a clan or even all clans. All love affairs are empty and false.
However, thinking back to that bloody, slender and determined figure; that figure who gave up his position as a god and all his luck, and used his life to beg the Emperor of Heaven for a decree to help him stop Hong Zun's plan to destroy the world, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
It was the first time that Li Yuan knew these clear old events. At this moment, he slowly understood why Tian Yao and Ming Di both said that Mo Qi was not their enemy, and if possible, he should not kill her.
It turned out that the goddess of divine music who played the piano used everything she had and her life to obtain the decree of the Emperor of Heaven, and saved the lives of billions of creatures in the entire Three Realms at that time.
No wonder he is called a person of great merit. Even after repeated reincarnations, this identity has continued.
However, for a figure like Hong Zun, his plan to destroy the world failed at the last moment and was ruined by such an "insignificant" little person. He did not dare to retaliate against the Emperor of Heaven, so he naturally cursed the Goddess of Shenyin.
[Giving up your position as a god, burning up your luck and fortune, just to die for him? ]
[I will do as you wish. I want you to be cursed for eternity, to die for others in every life, and to become the dirt on the ground in every life. This is your eternal fate! ]
[This hatred will not end unless I die! ]
Back then, when Hong Zun, who was carrying fourteen swords of creation, was about to be exiled, he used his last bit of strength to cast an everlasting curse on the soul of the goddess of divine sound, who was already on the verge of death.
At that time, Xuanyuan Jun was seriously injured and on the verge of death. The soul of the Goddess of Shenyin did not want him to waste his energy, so she automatically threw herself into reincarnation. Even if she forgot her past for thousands of lifetimes and died for others, she would not regret it.
In the past lives, the musical instrument-playing goddess named Shenyin had completely disappeared, but her reincarnated body still carried the curse, and in each fateful ending, she died miserably for others, like a cycle that would never end.
"Yue Wei and Yue Qi have turned into regrets, and Shen Yin's ending is also sad..."
"But, do you know why I am telling you this?"
Xuanyuan Jun was silent for a moment and spoke calmly.
Li Yuan also thought about it for a long time and came up with many ideas, but still shook his head.
Stopping in front of a mountain temple halfway up the mountain, facing the red bricks and green tiles in front of him, Xuanyuan Jun stood under a tree that was neither too big nor too small, like an ordinary man.
"If you want to severely injure Hong Zun or get rid of that weird creature in the future, you will need the assistance of the Kaitian Evil Sword, and the more the better."
Xuanyuan Jun took a deep breath and stared at Li Yuan, and Li Yuan nodded silently.
This is a fact. With each additional fierce sword in his hand, Li Yuan can feel the connected throbbing, and the inherent power of the fierce sword seems to be increasing day by day.
Li Yuan had a premonition that if he could get hold of more evil swords, it might lead to a qualitative change.
Apart from the five magic swords that have turned into Taoist foundations, the remaining nine evil swords have even begun to faintly issue a call to assemble. Li Yuan holds three evil swords in his hands and occasionally has this feeling.
The great era is approaching, and the fierce sword of creation that has been passed down through the ages has its own spirituality. It has already sensed the shocking and precarious war and is responding to this trend filled with danger and chaos.
"If you want to completely kill a great monster, no divine object in the Three Realms can do it, not even the Dao Master's weapon or the Heaven-Splitting Sword alone can do it."
"The divine sword cannot be taken out, but if you combine the nine swords into one, and only if the nine fierce swords are combined into one, the kind of pure destructive power that makes even the Dao Master tremble... maybe there is a chance."
Xuanyuan Jun's eyes were calm, yet increasingly profound.
"only......"
"I have sensed it..."
"The Forget Dust Sword should be residing in Mo Qi's mind. It has become the carrier of the curse. If you take it, she will die."
Li Yuan's brows gradually frowned, but Xuanyuan Jun did not stop talking.
"She is infatuated with you in this life. If you ask her, she would be willing to die for you."
"Li Yuan, tell me, what will you choose?"
"Exchange her fate for a chance to kill the great monster and save the world."
"Or should we give up the ultimate killing route of combining the nine swords of creation into one, and risk our life to fight for a slim chance?"