Hong Yu still stood quietly by the cliff. She did not move for a day and a night, not even taking a drop of water.
Yesterday, it was here that she saw her lover disappear in front of her eyes and fall down the Baizhang Cliff. Especially when her sword pierced into his body. She never thought that her sword would stab him at some point in her life and endanger his life. However, everything became a reality yesterday. Her sword pierced into his flesh and blood. Did she harm him?
In the past 12 hours, he had been asking himself if he should immediately kill himself and follow him to the Yellow Springs. But if he did, even if he killed himself, how could he face him on the Yellow Springs Road and meet him at the Homeward Viewing Platform?
Her tears had dried up, and her voice was hoarse. The only thing she could do now was to stand there quietly and accompany him, hoping that he could still feel her presence.
A series of light footsteps sounded, but Hong Yu did not seem to notice it. Situ Xiao walked over with wounds all over his body. Yesterday, Yan Hong and Great Si Ming both fell off the cliff, and both sides were horrified. However, the strange thing was that the two people of the Yin-Yang School did not chase after them fiercely. Instead, they stopped fighting and left with a strange atmosphere. However, Situ Xiao could also see a trace of sadness in their eyes. After all, they had been friends for many years. Humans were not plants and trees, and they could not be heartless.
"Hongyu, you haven't slept for a day and a night. If this continues, there will be no news of that brat Yan Hong, and you will collapse from exhaustion.”
"The moment he fell off the cliff, my heart was already dead. If he wasn't here, why would I still stay in this world?”He laughed bitterly and replied weakly.
When Situ Xiao saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he still braced himself and said," If you give up on yourself like this, who will manage that kid's family business? Although I've never been there, I've heard that it's a huge business!”
"Family business?" Hong Yu smiled bitterly and continued,"Since things have come to this, why do we still need those worldly possessions? It's better to just disappear."”
When Situ Xiao heard this, he was also furious. He stabbed his long knife into the ground and said angrily," Little girl, do you think I'm in a better mood than you are now? Damn it, I watched him grow up from a naked baby. How could his relationship be worse than yours? You're still crying here, and you keep saying the word 'death'. I don't think so. That kid is a cat. Cats have nine lives, and that kid has the life of nine cats. If you let go of this huge business, when he really comes back one day and sees his woman ruin his business, what kind of mood will he have? Ah! Answer me, why aren't you saying anything!”
After shouting and swearing from time to time, Hong Yu finally came back to her senses and asked with a little hope," He's not dead? Really? Uncle Xiao, are you sure that Zihong isn't dead?”
"How would I know? But with you standing here like this, even if he's alive, he's dead!”
"Then teach me what I should do. Hong Yu will listen to you.”At this moment, Hong Yu's mind was in a mess. She had completely lost her usual heroic bearing and lost her composure.
"Damn you, what's the use of asking me? That kid has such a big business. Don't you know that you should send all of them out to find him? Also, his old man has a big family and business. Don't you know to inform him?”
Hong Yu was woken up by the curses. She turned around and prepared to run back to the guild. She looked like she was going to mobilize the people, but as soon as she moved, she felt the world spin and she fainted.
After a day and a night without food and water, coupled with the continuous battles and the mental trauma, how could he have the strength to do anything now? Of course, he fainted.
Situ Xiao helplessly smiled bitterly and said,"Sigh, I have to do the hard work every time. What a heartless girl."”
After saying that, he threw Hong Yu onto the back of Yanzhi Xue's horse and rode on it himself. Time was life now!
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Below the cliff, Yan Hong was lying straight in a pool, his body floating. What was even more strange was that this pool was actually emitting traces of steam. It was a top-grade hot spring.
Even so, Yan Hong did not have the fortune to enjoy it. At this moment, Yan Hong was already in a deep coma. His brain had suffered a concussion, his internal organs had shifted, and many of his bones and tendons had been broken. It could be said that he was in a precarious situation.
However, at this moment, a dark blue halo suddenly flashed between Yan Hong's brows. It gradually became denser and more colorful. The light blue gradually turned into dark blue, but it did not stop. The dark blue changed again, turning into light purple. After the time for an incense stick to burn, it had completely transformed into a dark purple. The halo enveloped Yan Hong bit by bit, turning into a purple cocoon-like halo that completely enveloped Yan Hong. From the outside, one could only see an extremely dense, oval-shaped purple ball of light. There was nothing else.
If Yan Hong was awake now, he would have noticed that his external injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. After an hour, there was no longer a trace of blood on his body. The wounds from the successive battles had recovered just like that.
At this moment, the jade-like scroll that was hidden in the depths of his soul was also gradually transforming. It melted bit by bit, turning into liquid and gathering bit by bit. When it turned into a pure white drop of water, it gradually gathered into a stream of water as thick as a strand of hair, slowly flowing into his sea of consciousness.
In Yan Hong's Sea of Consciousness, the pure white stream changed again. It gradually divided into seven streams, each as thick as a strand of hair. It did not increase or decrease. The seven streams intersected bit by bit and transformed again, becoming a huge hexagonal star that was firmly entrenched in the center of Yan Hong's Sea of Consciousness. On each of the six corners of the hexagonal star, there was a white vortex rotating at a moderate speed, three clockwise and three counterclockwise. In the center of the hexagonal star was a black vortex, but it did not seem strange. Instead, it seemed holy and profound.
After a warrior stepped into the realm of Dao, he could look into his own body and integrate his Spiritual Power into his Sea of Consciousness to check the situation in his body. This was a qualitative leap. From then on, a warrior's control over his inner strength would reach a level of proficiency. He could cultivate however he wanted.
For example, a blind person needed someone to help him walk or use tools. Before a martial artist could look into his own eyes, he would be like a blind person who only cultivated based on his feelings. This also led to a phenomenon that martial artists were most afraid of--Qi deviation.
Once a martial artist entered the realm of martial arts, he would be able to look into his own eyes. It would be like a blind man who had his eyes cured. He would no longer have to worry about falling or supporting himself. As long as he could look into his own eyes, it would be easy for a martial artist to control his meridians and Qi-Jin. It would almost prevent him from going berserk. In this way, a martial artist would have the opportunity to break through the void at the peak of martial arts.
This calamity had opened a door for Yan Hong, the door to martial arts. Although his cultivation was far from reaching the realm of martial arts, the hexagonal star formed by this magical scroll could already guide Yan Hong's inner vision, which almost eliminated the danger of Qi deviation.
This was precisely the fate of fortune and misfortune.
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