Chapter 251: [Dragon Blood Mountain] Returns

"What do you want to do with the First Forbidden Art?"

I don't know how many times he's asked this, but Mo Ran was in a good mood this day and finally answered slowly, "Back in time."

"And then what?"

Fairy Tramper's eyelids lifted, "Get him back."

Who "he" is is self-explanatory.

Chu Wanning, dressed in white as snow, stood in front of Mo Ran: "If you had looked carefully at the books on the First Forbidden Art, you would have known that no practitioner of time reversal has ever ended well. The last master tried to bring his daughter back to himself from another time, to kill himself in that time, and you would not be unaware of how that ended."

Mo Ran frowned, changed his sitting position, folded his long legs and looked at him with his cheek: "I really don't know."

""

"What is there to see in such a failed example."

Chu Wanning said, "No one has ever succeeded."

Mo Ran said, "Then this seat will be the first to succeed."

Chu Wanning added: "When space-time is disturbed, you don't know what the consequences will be."

Mo Ran almost snickered, "Even if the world is in chaos and flooded, what does it matter to me?"

Chu Wanning is still not satisfied: "Even if you do bring Shi Mingjing back from another time, what about the other you? Have you thought about what you would do if two masters were to take over one person again?"

Mo Ran smiled, "It's just another red-dust version of myself. If he stops me, just kill him."

Chu Wanning stopped talking suddenly, suddenly feeling creeped out.

Mo Ran has really gone mad.

"Then if," Chu Wanning said slowly, almost woodenly, "the mistake of the Sovereign's robbery of his daughter were to be repeated. If something happens to you and yourself in the process of taking Shi Mingjing by force, that earthly Shi Mingjing will be strangled in the rift of time and space, I'm afraid," you said.

Before the words were out of his mouth this time, a clang was heard.

Mo Ran got up with a start and kicked over the fruit tray in front of him. The grapes, oranges and lychees were now like the heads of the people he had killed and chopped off, rolling all over the floor.

Fairy Tramper strides forward, his embroidered dark dragon skin stomping barefoot on the ground, shattering fruit, grapes cracking like blood, lychees shattering like brains He suddenly grabs Chu Wanning by the lapels, his eyes like a tiger, amidst the sea of sweet smelling fruit.

"I know you don't see him and want him dead." Mo Ran said gloomily, "But you are too vicious. He was your disciple, he worshipped you, he believed in you. Chu Wanning, you curse him like that."

"I have not cursed him, and it is all true with what you have said."

Mo Ran stern voice: "Who wants to listen to your facts this seat wants people, tearing space and time to turn the universe also to save back red dust stop tearing red dust, I stop myself that will kill me if you stop again, then"

He caught his breath for a moment, but his eyes were a little moistened in their madness.

Then how should he be trampled on? But he had already broken Chu Wanning's back. Chu Wanning was already the man to whom he was married.

So, kill

Suddenly the pain in my heart was so dull that I couldn't say anything, and I didn't know what to say.

Mo Ran left in anger, leaving Chu Wanning alone in the silence of the hall, surrounded by the darkness that he knew had been laid by one man, Fairy Tramper and Beidou, all of whom had fallen into the mire.

But what should he do?

Once the First Forbidden Technique is performed, it is not a big deal if only a crack is torn open, just as a human scar can scab over and space-time can heal itself. But if the tear is large, there are more variables, and the two red earths are intertwined and confused, in the end it may turn out to be what is written in the ancient texts.

Avalanche.

"The red earth is in order, if the order falls apart, the punishment of heaven will come, and all will return to Hong Meng."

Chu Wanning can't remember where he read this phrase, but it is extremely clear that it is about the consequences of an out-of-control time and space birth and death gate.

The so-called heavenly punishment will come, and all will return to Hong Meng, meaning that the gods will give punishment to the mortal world, crushing both misshapen time and space into pieces and returning them to zero.

The price of the First Forbidden Art going out of control would be the complete annihilation of both time and space. So this must not be allowed to happen, no matter what, Mo Ran must not be allowed to continue like this.

That night, Mo Ran was too busy with the Kunlun unrest files to seek out Chu Wanning. So Chu Wanning went to the Cangshu Library again, carrying a wind lantern.

He knew that Chu Wanning would never be able to make it to the top again, so he didn't put up any obstacles at the top of the Dead and Alive, except for when he was pissed off. He didn't mind Chu Wanning going to the Cangshu Library, the Back Mountain, or even Shenwu Arsenal.

The reasoning is the same as having a cat.

It would be enough to smooth out the fangs and cut off the claws. To do so by breaking the legs and leaving the cat immobile and wild would be too boring.

Chu Wanning at the Cangshu Library has combed through the entire lineage he has been given, taking into account the current situation, and has finally concluded two things.

First, the person behind the curtain is extremely good at using medicine, but his spiritual power must not be strong. This is quite understandable, because if the person's spiritual power was strong in itself, there would be no need to fake a human hand to do these things.

Secondly, Shi Mei's death must have been orchestrated by someone behind the scenes in order to fuel Mo Ran's hatred.

This is corroborated by Chu Wanning's ancient texts.

"The eight bitter long hatreds can erase all warmth and goodness from a person's heart, but they can also retain warm memories of a particular person." The complicated magical text was deciphered by the words, "Thus, the wielder often makes the long-hated flower owner retain normal memories of himself, making the long-hated flower owner identify with the wielder, rely on the wielder, and be willing to die and be born for him." Shi Mei had died long ago, he had seen it with his own eyes, and it could not be false. So Shi Mei is not the one who cast the spell, but Mo Ran obviously remembers all the good memories of Shi Mei, and whoever is behind it is using this little bit of pure warmth that Mo Ran has left to tempt him into touching the three forbidden arts.

From the Zhenlong game of chess, which controls the world. To the art of rebirth that brings the dead back to life. To the Gate of Life and Death in Time and Space that turns the tide.

And Mo Ran did try them all, whether successfully or not.

What man would so desperately desire to master three forbidden arts at the same time what man would wish to tear space and time apart so drastically, risking both red earths being zeroed out, in order to satisfy his own selfish desires

Chu Wanning can't imagine that the answer to that question is not the most important thing at the moment, but how he can stop this from happening before Mo Ran gets out of the gate of life and death.

After a few moments of thought, he finally saw clearly that there was only one way ahead of him

The Fairy Tramper emperor must be killed, and then go back in time to contain the eight bitter hatreds in Mo Ran's heart before they grow too deep. It must be uprooted.

It is unlikely that someone who has been hit once by the Eight Bitter Long Hates will be hit a second time, so that even after Fairy Tramper's death, the man behind the curtain still manages to open the Gate of Life and Death in Time and Space, there will be no way to get Mo Weiyu, the most powerful warrior.

Kill the Fairy Tramper emperor

At night in the Cangshu Library, moths fling themselves into the wind lanterns brought by Chu Wanning and are instantly engulfed in tongues of flame, leaving nothing left but a burnt stench.

Chu Wanning looks at the candle flame alone, at the stupid moths.

The fire is very bright, but the heart is extremely cold.

Kill the Fairy Tramper Emperor Kill the Fairy Tramper Emperor

Killed Mo Ran.

Kill the man, who is controlled, used and has few good days.

Once upon a time, as a master, he failed to protect him, and now he has to plot with his own hands to have him put to death.

Chu Wanning closed his eyes suddenly and tilted his head back slightly, resting it between the bookshelves. The wind lamp flickers and flickers, and he is about to fling himself like a moth to a flame.

Mo Weiyu must be killed.

It's raining.

Falling drizzle, lingering in the bones.

Chu Wanning is his male favourite, waking up from a light sleep.

Mo Ran's desire and energy have never been greater, and Chu Wanning wonders if this man will be as endlessly obsessed with Song Qiutong, whether he is giving vent to pure animal lust or a desire for himself alone.

Not important.

Mo Ran was lying beside him now, already asleep, not much different from so many long nights before. He had been getting more and more ridiculous and wanting more and more these days, and it was not uncommon for him not to go out afterwards, and to wake up the next day and have some more sex before the court.

Killed him.

But the difference in power was so great that Chu Wanning didn't think he could win, even if it was right next to his pillow.

Just wait a little longer.

He said this to himself.

Ultimately, there were two things to do, one was to kill someone, and the other was to open the Gate of Life and Death in Time and Space once before the man behind the curtain himself, blocking the past Mo Ran from being consumed by the Long Hatred Flower one step closer. Since the first could not be done immediately, he went for the second.

Open the First Forbidden Art, the Gate of Life and Death.

He had somehow managed to get a vague impression of this forbidden art in his mind. Combined with the scroll Mo Ran had found, he was able to recreate the spell after numerous failures. But without a spirit core, Chu Wanning found it extremely difficult to perform the spell, although he and Nine Songs had a natural understanding that he could summon it even without a spirit core. So while it was difficult to figure out, it was also frustrating. But all in all, Chu Wanning was able to use the Nine Songs' power to open a very small rift in space-time.

That is the real gap that leads to the past.

He drew nearer, and Hades heard a whistle sound from the gap -

The door of life and death in time and space, the whistle that opens the door and the whistle that closes it. Exactly as rumoured.

He heard a distant, empty voice asking him, "Where are you going?"

At first, my heart was beating like a drum, but when the boat really came to a head, I was suddenly at peace.

"Where do you go?"

When the voice repeated its question, Chu Wanning looked at the Wushan Palace, where the song and dance had already started. Today he had provoked Mo Ran's wrath, and now he had summoned Song Qiutong to accompany him, so he would not be looking for him.

He took a deep breath, his phoenix eyes shining: "I want to go back to the year when Mo Ran had just been hit with the Eight Bitter Long Hate Flowers."

He tried, to make the words clearer.

"That is, the year when the long-hated flower is still in its first stage and everything can be redeemed. Do you understand?"

No one in the rift said yes, but just as Chu Wanning was about to be disappointed, a light suddenly flared up and the time tunnel slowly opened.

One step in and the sky is dizzy. When all was calm again, he opened his eyes and a few petals of peach blossom fell in front of him.

He has really gone back in time.

It is late spring at this time of year, when the moon is white and the wind is clear on the summit of the dead and the living.

""

Chu Wanning stood for a moment, trying to calm his mind, before plucking away the flowers and making his way out of the crack.

He found himself at the back of the sect's mountain. The fragrance of flowers and plants planted by Madam Wang came to his nose, and in the distance were lit up starry lights, the light coming from the rooms of thousands of disciples, converging into a quiet galaxy in the night.

A return visit to the same place is like a dream.

Chu Wanning stood in his place, his face expressionless, but with mixed feelings in his heart. As he walked slowly along, he watched the young disciples jostling and joking, saw Elder Xuan Ji competing with Elder Lu Cun on the sword dance pavilion, and around a corner, even saw the fat cat, named Cai Bao, kept by Madam Wang, crouching on the wall, stretching its fluffy head to sniff at the moonflowers blooming on the wall.

He was wrong, not as if it were a dream. All these years, even in the best of dreams, he had not been able to return to such a top of death and life.

Chu Wanning looks at the step in front of him and walks on alone.

Knowing that he was not in the habit of leaving the red lotus watering hole at night, he was not too worried about encountering himself in this time and place.

As they walked, they suddenly saw two young men walking towards them, one as bright as a lotus flower, the other as dazzling as a bird screen.

His already slow steps finally couldn't help but stop falling.

It was Xue Meng and Shi Mei as teenagers.