Bu Wei

A blood-stained long sword pierced Ning Xingyuan’s neck, and the blood dripped down onto the green petals.

“Ning Xingyuan!” Yan Lanpei shouted in shock.

Ning Xingyuan seemed to want to turn around when he heard his voice. Someone pulled out the long sword, and blood gushed out instantly, drawing a beautiful arc under the dark sky. The whole person fell backward weakly.

Ning Buwei, floating in mid-air, his pupils suddenly tightened. He subconsciously reached out to catch the person, but the other party passed through his semi-transparent body and fell heavily to the ground.

Behind Ning Xingyuan, Dulu held the blood-stained long sword in his hand, his face full of panic.

“No, it’s not me… it’s not me!” Dulu shook his head in horror, threw the sword on the ground, “I didn’t kill him, it wasn’t me…”

“Dulu—” Yan Lanpei shouted angrily, his whole body turned into a towering vine rooted in the Danhuai Courtyard.

Countless vine blades stabbed at Dulu, but the panicked person turned into an illusion and disappeared suddenly, no matter how Yan Lanpei searched, he couldn’t find him.

Ning Buwei uncontrollably rose into the sky with the vine, but his eyes were fixed on Ning Xingyuan.

The warm and handsome man was staring at him with his eyes open, his dark robe spread out in the green nine-leaf lotus cluster. His eyes, which always carried a smile, were dim and lightless, reflecting the sky full of rosy clouds.

He died with his eyes wide open.

Ning Buwei opened his mouth, but no sound came out from his throat.

This was Yan Lanpei’s soul tracing realm. He was just a wandering soul who followed Yan Lanpei in. These were just Yan Lanpei’s memories.

And his own memory of Ning Xingyuan always stayed at the hurried glance before turning around at the end of the year.

He left the paper weight for Ning Xingyuan to carve, and bid farewell in a hurry as usual, and from then on, they were separated by life and death.

When he came back, everything had changed. They said that the Ning family had harmed millions of people in Xun Prefecture Shen Shang Two States, talked about the weird and terrifying demon vine, and talked about Ning Xingyuan who had tried to save the situation but unfortunately fell…

Everyone was shouting and killing the Ning family.

There were few people left in the Ning family. The more glorious they were in the past, the more desolate they were now. He was displaced and fled alone, and he never found Ning Xingyuan’s body.

The vine rose to the sky, and the dense vines spread across Ning City, constantly expanding outward, trying to cover most of Xun Prefecture.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, boundless scorched earth.

The vine demon wailed, heartbroken.

The Rejuvenation Array was centered on Ning City, gathering the vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth, wanting to go against the sky, and to resurrect from the dead.

Suzaku cut evil, rejuvenated and resurrected. Ning Xingyuan relied on the two to kill countless demons and also saved countless creatures. He accumulated immeasurable merits. No one saw more and understood more than Yan Lanpei under the influence of his ears and eyes.

But he was not Ning Xingyuan after all.

The Rejuvenation Array failed to backlash, and the people he saved turned into half-vine and half-ghost puppets. The cultivators who rushed over mistakenly thought they were evil, and all of them were killed.

Yan Lanpei was heartbroken and wanted to stop them, but the backlash was too great. Countless vines turned into dead wood. From then on, his cultivation was lost, his spiritual consciousness was annihilated, and he turned back into an ordinary vine.

The picture in front of him collapsed into stars, and Ning Buwei came back to his senses, only to see Yan Lanpei sitting on the ground with exhaustion, half of his body had turned into black dead vines.

“I don’t remember when I had a spiritual sense again…I cultivated in an unnamed mountain, borrowing a spiritual object left by a fallen predecessor… That person’s surname was Yan, so I boldly borrowed her surname and took the name Lanpei… Until half a year ago, I accidentally got a piece of Suzaku’s broken sword, and then I successfully transformed…I came to find Dulu for revenge…”

Ning Buwei’s expression moved slightly.

“In the past five hundred years, his cultivation has greatly increased… He also created something called the Four Seasons Hall… Using the flower-growing technique that Ning Xingyuan taught him before, he wants to turn people into his puppets…” Yan Lanpei smiled self-deprecatingly, “It’s just like…my failed Rejuvenation Array…”

“The people in the city have all been planted with Heart Confusion Seeds… I don’t want to save them, I even want to absorb their spiritual power…”

“Back then, Ning Xingyuan saved so many people, but in the end… they hated him, blamed him, and ridiculed him after his death… I don’t want to be a good person anymore…”

“But I saw you, I thought I was wrong…They, they all said you were demonized, and you died on the Xingluo Cliff a year ago…I don’t believe it…”

“But you are very cautious, no matter how I probe with the vine ball, you refuse to show your feet…If it weren’t for that Jielong Seal, I wouldn’t dare to confirm…I know you hate me…You didn’t like me since you were a child…”

Ning Buwei’s jaw tightened, and he looked at him with a pale face.

Yan Lanpei laughed, “But it doesn’t matter… you’ve seen it, it was Ning Xingyuan who deliberately messed up…”

“We teased you…you just love to be serious…”

“Chengfeng, I really like you…” Yan Lanpei looked at him with a smile, his voice gradually weakening, “Such a small kid, has grown so tall… and so powerful…”

“Taller than your big brother…Ning Xingyuan, this liar…” Yan Lanpei’s consciousness was about to dissipate, and his speech was a bit incoherent, “Half a year ago, I got a piece of the Suzaku sword… and the one I pulled off from you… How can you casually throw away your child…the ruthless path is not cultivated like this…”

There was a loud noise outside the city, and more than half of the barrier formed by the condensed vines collapsed. Yan Lanpei spat out a mouthful of blood and reached out his hand, with a withered seed lying in his palm.

“Your big brother…I buried him at the bottom of Chenyue Mountain… After I die, bury us together…”

Ning Buwei stared at him coldly and refused to accept.

“You are always so stubborn…” Yan Lanpei smiled and stuffed the seed into Ning Xiu’s swaddling clothes. He gathered the last bit of spiritual power and turned it into a jade-colored leaf the size of a fingernail and hung it around Ning Xiu’s neck.

“The child’s three souls and seven spirits are unstable…This jade piece can help him stabilize temporarily, and by the way, it can cover the aura of the Linglong bone… Just as… a gift for the child…”

“Chengfeng, you have to be well.”

The hand that fell on Ning Xiu’s swaddling clothes also gradually turned into dead wood.

Finally, there was no sound.

Ning Buwei raised his hand full of blood stains and touched the hand that had turned into dead wood.

A drop of hot water fell on Ning Xiu’s cheek.

Ning Xiu was gnawing on that jade-colored leaf in his mouth, and was startled by the hot water droplet.

He was still too young and didn’t understand the separation of life and death in the world. He stared blankly at Ning Buwei’s tight jaw and made a questioning sound, “Ah?”

As soon as the voice fell, the vines that covered the sky and the earth all turned into dust, and the long sword outside the city finally gathered the last blow, but it was gently caught when it hit the vine.

Countless green vine illusions lingered in the ruined Linjiang City, turned into vine puppets, cultivators whose souls were annihilated in the illusion, ordinary people crushed by the ruins, countless people whose life or death were unknown… as if time was going backwards, and it seemed like the earth was rejuvenating, they were resurrected under the boundless green spiritual power and gently placed on the ground.

As if nothing had ever happened.

The many cultivators outside the city stood still in shock, looking at the incredible scene in front of them.

Chu Bai was shocked and said, “It’s the Rejuvenation Array that has been lost long ago…”

The young cultivators didn’t understand, and those older cultivators who had heard or even seen Ning Xingyuan were all shocked and surprised.

Back then, Ning Xingyuan, a genius of cultivation who jumped to the top of the Tianji list before he was a hundred years old, was superb in his Suzaku swordsmanship, and his Rejuvenation Array was widely known.

One hand Suzaku cut a hundred evils, one hand rejuvenated and revived ten thousand lives.

Two pieces of Suzaku’s broken sword fell into Ning Buwei’s hands, and the other two broken sword pieces with cracks were stacked in his palm. The surging spiritual power inside followed his wound to barely hold his shattered Dantian, so as not to let him explode and die.

That spiritual power was even more than the entire Rejuvenation Array consumed, just like the silent favor and indulgence for his own child.

The countless cultivators lying on the ground woke up faintly, as if they had a bizarre dream.