Chapter 287: [The Top of Death and Life] Fate Is Hard to Escape

Jiang Xi did not say anything. Xue Meng did not say anything either.

It was a long time before Jiang Xi spoke with a sullen, uncomfortably raw look on his face: "Now that you've heard everything. I don't need to say anything else."

""

"You go and settle your affairs, as is the rule at the top of death and life." Jiang Xi turned his gaze away, not even willing to look at Xue Meng twice, "Your mother has entrusted me with her life. I will wait for you at the bottom of the mountain."

Xue Meng moved, but only in a meaningless way.

All the hot blood in his body felt like it had been drained out of him, and just two or three movements of his knuckles had sapped all his strength.

Xue Meng looks straight up into the darkness of the Loyalty Palace. The blood on the carpet is no longer so clear against the flames, but Xue Zhengyong is still crouched on the floor. When he is not smiling, his face looks a little older, with sharp wrinkles and grey hair at his temples.

Jiang Xi, on the other hand, is in her early thirties and always in her prime.

Xue Meng slowly takes a few steps forward, then stops.

"Off you go."

Jiang Xi looks back and sees the solitary back of Xue Meng.

Xue Meng said, "I don't recognise you, you are not my father."

After speaking, he closed the door with a bang. After a while, Jiang Xi heard Xue Meng's mournful, intermittent and heartbreaking cries from inside.

""

Jiang Xi stood in the cold wind for a long time, until his hands and feet were cold, and then slowly walked down the hill.

At the foot of the mountain, most of the monks are afraid of the Phoenix Fire and have dispersed. Only Snow Walk Palace has a few disciples left, including Mei Hanxue.

When Jiang Xi came out, the Snow Walk Palace juniors bowed to him in a courtesy manner and whispered, "Master Jiang."

Jiang Xi felt the muscles on his face stiffen and he pursed his lips, his brown pupils flickering as he fell on Mei Hanxue, the leader of the group: "Don't go yet."

Mei Hanxue, gently and coldly: "Waiting for an old friend."

Jiang Xi understood who he was referring to and said, "He won't be able to get down for a while."

Mei Hanxue said, "It's just a matter of waiting for a while, but it's also a matter of waiting for three or four days. There is nothing to do around here, so I will stay here." He paused and continued, "Also, Master Jiang. The Palace Master has a message for me to bring to you."

With no outlet for his frustration, Jiang Xi repressed the question, "What?"

Mei Hanxue gave a salute, "The Palace Master has decided to no longer blindly follow the Tianyin Pavilion, the heir of the gods, nor to work in concert with all the clans of Upper Fairy World. Master Jiang is the head of all the Immortal Sects, and henceforth he does not have to consider me, Snow Walk Palace, when he draws up his votes."

Jiang Xi was quiet for a moment, his face unreadable: "Are you planning to become independent of the Immortal Sects?"

"Isolation is certainly terrible." Mei Hanxue eyes still spring up with a smile, but her expression is a little cold, "However, blind obedience and the so-called belief in gods are the most undesirable things."

Jiang Xi stares at him.

He felt angry for no reason, he felt angry, he felt cold in his teeth.

In the past, when he saw Nan Gongliu in this position, he only thought that many of Nan Gongliu's decisions were absurd and ridiculous. But when he really came to this point himself, he realised that he could not help himself in many things.

Was it his intention to dispose of Mo Ran?

Blindly trusting Tianyin Pavilion, is he genuine?

In the past, he could have led Lonely Moonlit to stay out of the way and have his own attitude. But when he rose to the top, when Lonely Moonlit became the most powerful sect in the world, he found himself with nowhere to turn back to.

He was going to be the next Nan Gongliu after all.

Jiang Xi closed his eyes and, without a word, waved his sleeves away. Mei Hanxue, who knew how to read and write, made another salute behind him and said, "Greetings, Master Jiang, and goodbye in the jianghu."

He did not respond, dressed in a green suit embroidered with gold filigree and dark patterns, and walked off into the distance without looking back.

When he took the throne at Lingshan Mountain, replacing Nan Gongliu in his former glory, there was a great deal of applause and joy. At that time he thought he would be different from his predecessor, that he could change the sun, moon and sky with his own power. At that time he had ambition, passion and aspiration.

But at the moment he realised.

It turned out that the applause that day was not greeting an eloquent and talented immortal head. Rather, it was a funeral for a free and easy-going soul.

From now on, the jungle is far away, the world is vast, it is easy to meet Master Jiang, but difficult to find Jiang Xi.

After burying his parents, Xue Meng never left the summit of death and life. When the fires went out, Mei Hanxue was ordered to search for him and found him in the Frost Palace, where he was brought back to the Kunlun Snow Walk Palace unconscious.

At the same time, the Master of Snow Walk Palace made it known to the world that the gates would no longer have to support Kunlun and that Kunlun would no longer be bound by the laws of the Xianxia Realm. This is the end of the line.

Later, Jiang Xi summoned all the people to Lingshan Mountain to discuss recent events. At the meeting, Jiang Xi proposed that important cases should be examined in three trials, namely, the "public court", "all the immortal clans" and "the people", instead of listening to the words of one family.

Although he did not specify which family he was referring to, it was clear that he was unhappy with the status of the Tianyin Pavilion. Jiang Xi's move was therefore met with strong rebuttal

" The Tianyin Pavilion was created by the gods, and the Lord of the Wooden Pavilion used the Shenwu left behind by the god of scales for interrogation. Nothing can be more just than the gods of heaven."

"If Master Jiang is so capricious and presumptuous, he fears the wrath of heaven."

Some of the conservatives who believed in the Tianyin Pavilion and held Mu Yanli's words and actions as a dogma were so emotional that they had the courage to rise to the occasion.

"The Tianyin Pavilion has been the light of the Xianxia Realm for thousands of years and has cleared many wrongs and sins. It is because of the Tianyin Pavilion that many people in the Xianxia Realm hesitate before committing treachery. Do you want to extinguish this sacred fire in the Xianxia Realm, Master Jiang?"

Jiang Xi said morosely, "In your opinion, the Tianyin Pavilion is a place where nothing can go wrong."

" The Tianyin Pavilion has been in existence for a thousand years and was created by the gods, so naturally there can be no mistake."

"We all cultivate immortality so that we can ascend after death. If Master Jiang thinks that even the gods in heaven can be wrong, then where is Xianxia's faith?"

There were too many conservative voices, and they fought to defend Tianyin Pavilion, which was left behind by the god of scales. At the end of the day, Jiang Xi's face was blue, but there was nothing he could do to fight it.

Ultimately, this was not the case.

But paper cannot hold fire, and the truth will eventually emerge. Three days later, the Middle Shu Area began to riot.

The first group to do so was Wuchang Town, where a group of men in mourning went to the Tianyin Pavilion at Upper Fairy World to protest with insults.

"When did the Top of the Dead accept child boys and girls?"

" Tianyin Pavilion Where did you find these animals to call the top of death a thief?"

"Cultivate immortality, cultivate immortality with your eyes closed Wuchang Town is at the foot of the mountain, when you ask for justice why don't you dare to come down the mountain and bring us to court The gang of heartless traitors you have found, the dogs of revenge, are just looking for a reason to do something for their atrocities and ugliness A bunch of murderers"

"Please clear your name, Master Chen Xue."

The former Upper Fairy World residents who were rescued from the Linyi robbery and fire were in tears and full of anger as they hissed, "You are not human, you are evil beasts and ghosts."

Some monks could not stand it and said angrily with their swords, "Have you said enough? Tianyin Pavilion is established by the gods, full of filthy words, are you not afraid that you will go to hell after death"

They were silent for a few moments, but then a storyteller, holding a paper fan, laughed coldly at the plaque on the door of the Tianyin Pavilion: "Your Mightiness, listen to this," he cleared his throat and said, "Tianyin Pavilion, no better than a pigsty"

The men laughed and applauded.

A gentleman sighed, "Sir, this is the best passage I have ever heard in your more than ten years of storytelling."

"Nice. Tianyin Pavilion is not as good as a pigsty."

The monk was as angry as a pig's liver, but he couldn't beat or scold him, so he stood still for a long time and left with a blue face.

As these people were all people with no spiritual power, the Tianyin Pavilion did not take them seriously at all and let them make a lot of noise. But to my surprise, more and more people came from all over the world, and on the second day, the disciples of the pavilion finally could not help but report to Mu Yanli

"Your Excellency, the square is already full of people who have come to air their grievances on behalf of the Top of Death and Life. Do you think it's time to go out and say something"

Mu Yanli looked pale: "There's no point in explaining to them, these people will shout twice and then they'll think they're making a fool of themselves and will leave."

"But now there are," the disciple mumbled, "more than a thousand people blocking the entrance."

Mu Yanli, slightly baffled: "Thousands of people"

She rose gracefully from her red-acid smoking couch and stepped on the thick animal skin carpet to the window.

The Tianyin Pavilion is a white square at the main entrance. The people in mourning are all gathered here. Some are cursing, others are sitting on the ground, stubbornly intent on taking root here.

A crease in the brow of Mu Yanli.

The disciple said cautiously, "It's been two days, and not a single person has been missing, but more and more. People from all the towns and villages in the Middle Shu Area have started to come to Tianyin Pavilion. If things continue like this, we might not be able to keep our mouth shut about finding people to bear false witness, and we might be exposed."

Mu Yanli :""

"Master of the Court, what should we do?"

Mu Yanli pursed his lips and before he could answer, he heard a warm, jade-like voice behind him, "If you can't take it anymore, don't take it."

The disciple, when he saw him, bowed low and saluted, "Senior Sage."

Mu Yanli frowned, "What are you doing here, not keeping watch over at Fairy Tramper?"

"The spirit core fragments have all melted into his heart. But he won't wake up for a while yet." Shi Mei walked over to the window and glanced faintly down, "Looks like there's quite a crowd, they've got a lot of time on their hands."

Mu Yanli's face is slightly worried: "You're still talking nonsense at a time like this. The Tianyin Pavilion's reputation is what is keeping things from getting out of hand, but I don't know how much longer it will last. There are many fools among the monks, but there are also those who are not. If the people at the bottom continue to make trouble, I fear that things will change dramatically before Fairy Tramper even wakes up."

But Shi Mei smiled, "Don't worry, Sister Mu. No matter how drastic the change, Tianyin Pavilion is still stable."

"How?"

"When you cultivate immortality, you ultimately want to soar to immortality. It's not as if one has offended the heirs of the Heavenly Gods right here on earth." Shi Mei said, "In fact, the top of death and life is guilty or not, don't those cultivators know clearly in their hearts whether it is perjury or not, don't they understand"

""

"At the time they chose to believe it because they feared that there was a conspiracy at the top of death and life and Mo Ran's Zhenlong Bureau. It was their own desire to eradicate the sect that made them willing to believe the testimony of so many dozens of people." Shi Mei's fingers brushed against the window pane, faintly, "They know it in their hearts."

The personal disciple next to him said, "But, but it's not a good idea to just let these people yell here, there needs to be an explanation."

"That's why I just said. If you can't trot it out, don't trot it out."

Mu Yanli asks, "What do you mean?"

"Do it and get rid of them."

Mu Yanli said, "The Tianyin Pavilion never forbids people from speaking out, nor does it kick them out for no reason, so I'm afraid you'll draw criticism if you do."

Shi Mei said indifferently: "I have just made it clear that Tianyin Pavilion is right or wrong, in fact they are very clear about it. But they won't rise up for a while. And by the time they've turned the corner, our Fairy Tramper will be awake. You know what that means."

"" Mu Yanli seemed to want to say something, but felt somewhat conflicted, and finally closed his eyes and turned back to his disciples, "Go and disperse them."

With the departure of the most loyal disciple, Mu Yanli and Shi Mingjing were the only ones left in the warming pavilion.

The two of them stood by the window, looking down at the situation below.

There were disciples of the Tianyin Pavilion coming out in a line, their white-and-gold crowns rippling in the sunlight. When the white linen-clad people saw them coming out, they thought they were finally going to have their say and got up. They gathered around the group of disciples.

Shi Mei and Mu Yanli could not hear what they were saying because of the distance, but the anger was palpable.

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, a citizen rushed up and grabbed the Tianyin Pavilion disciple, raising his hand to deliver a resounding slap to the face

The scene is riotous

Mu Yanli's eyes widened abruptly as the crowd surged below, pushing me and pushing me, with the ten or so Tian Yin disciples in the midst of a good flurry of fists and kicks.

Even if Mu Yanli was calm, she could not stand by and do nothing when she saw her disciples being blatantly abused and beaten. She was about to push open the window and tell the disciples to use their spells to defend themselves, but her hand was caught.

Shi Mei said, "Let them fight."

Mu Yanli said, " The Tianyin Pavilion has a rule that a monk may not strike back at the people without an order. If I don't speak up, my fists and kicks will be merciless, and I'm afraid they will be in danger of their lives."

Shi Mei said calmly, "Then one will die."

Mu Yanli :""

Anger can make people lose their minds, especially when a group of people get together to beat up a few people, and the attack is not really that light.

Soon, Mu Yanli saw the crowd freeze up.

They slowly spread out in a small circle, within which a new Tianyin Pavilion disciple, whose name Mu Yanli could not even remember, had fallen. The disciple was lying on the ground, a pool of blood gradually spreading out beneath him.

Shi Mei let go of Mu Yanli's hand and said, "Well, now there's a reason to crush all these molehills. Let's do it."

The hard part about violent repression is finding an excuse.

Violence and repression are things that can easily be done if only an excuse is found.

The Tianyin Pavilion portal opened and a large number of disciples soon emerged, all of them clad in thorns and briers, rushing towards the group of people with no spiritual power

The crowd was in a state of chaos.

They repelled, then wielded swords and stabbed. There were screams, curses and rebukes. People dodged, shouted and huddled, but no one turned and fled.

"If you continue to harass me, I will not blame Tianyin Pavilion for being ruthless."

"When has Tianyin Pavilion ever been a place of love," said a faltering voice from the crowd, the village chief of Yuliang Village, "the old man is here today to seek justice. "

The Ling girl of the village was even more sad and angry, and stood with the seven aunts and eight uncles of the village, also not retreating: "If you want to kill or cut, come on, I want to see if you have the ability to kill all the Shu Area people today, to shut up the mouths of the people"

The leader of the Heavenly Voice elite gritted his teeth and said, "A bunch of brutal and unruly people, lining up for death." Seeing the group rise up and attack, the spell light flashed.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, the arrows pierced the ground, bursting into a field of golden light followed by a bright yellow boundary that soared into the air, blocking the two sides with a bang.

The Skynyrd elite shouted angrily, "What man"

A white light flashed through the air, and in the blink of an eye, a wolf whistled through the air. In the midst of this astonishingly powerful spiritual force, a handsome and beautiful-looking cultivator leapt down, standing coldly in front of the Middle Shu Area people with a bow, wind and smoke lingering around her. Behind her, a wolf demon as tall as two adult men stood in the wind, its snowy fur and golden paws, its eyes red, and its teeth bared as it spat out a fierce breath.

Shi Mei narrowed her eyes upstairs: " Ye Wangxi "

Ye Wangxi raises his hand, sharply withdraws his bow, and with his other hand summons his long sword, standing single-handed in the wind, his gaze tough and hard.

"It's you again," said one of the Tianyin Pavilion people, recognising her and glaring at her, "you remnant of the School of Confucianism."

Ye Wangxi didn't say a word and took a step forward with one long leg.

"I knew something was wrong with you when I saw you insist on bringing Mo Ran water last time," said the Tianyin Pavilion Elite, "You're really in cahoots with Mo Ran, and you're both bogeymen."

The long sword is unsheathed, like water running across the river.

Ye Wangxi narrowed his eyes and said, "Who the scourge demon is, you yourselves know it well in your hearts. However, there is one thing that you all have said."

After a pause, she resumed.

"Mister Ye is, indeed, one who stands on the side of Patriarch Mo."

The leader of the elite Tian Yin sneered, " Ye Wangxi, you are a woman, you want to fight us alone too"

Ye Wangxi's eyes glowed with fire as she threw her sword in front of her, and the powerful spiritual current drove the long blade, which was not Shenwu's, straight into the stone floor, leaving a long, horrifying gap in the ground.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I've put up with you guys for a long time. Don't hang on to the word "girlie girlie girl" all day long"

""

When the monks met Ye Wangxi in the past, she basically had a stoic and retiring attitude, resting on her laurels.

It was the first time they had seen her rage.

"Listen to me." Ye Wangxi's powerful body was tensed to every inch, like a cheetah, and she stared at the men without budging, "In the past, the top of death and life did not fall on me Confucianism School, and even protected Linyi's people in the fire. Middle Shu Area's survivors"

The Tianyin Pavilion had never been confronted by Ye Wangxi before, so they did not know her strength, and only thought that she was just a crying girl who was lining up beside her young master. So someone couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Little girl, do you know what you're talking about? Where did you get the guts to do that?"

"Then open your eyes and see if I can do it."

Throwing the sheath to the side, the sword is as frosty as the blade.

With a snap of her fingers and a leap of her long legs, Ye Wangxi leapt onto the demon wolves like a swallow. She then raised her hand and drew her sword from the ground, lunging at the group of Tianyin Pavilion monks who either despised or despised her.

Inside the warming pavilion, Shi Mei looked down at the bustling chaos, her water-coloured lips opening and closing as she sneered, "Hmph, I thought I'd never see the goddess of war again. I didn't think she would be forced into this path in the end."

"God of War"

Shi Mei did not answer, but looked at Ye Wangxi with a slight pity and irony: "Look, sister. In this life, one may take many wrong turns. But in the end, the end is always the same. What she was in her past life, she is not destined to escape in this life."

Blood spurted out, flames and lightning clashed, and the sound of killing was instantly heard, as she was alone in the midst of countless swords and shadows, the boundary behind her blocking all the people who could not use spells.

This woman, dressed in black and strong, with a slender waist and long legs holding a sword, is Ye Wangxi.

But Nao Baijin is in perfect harmony with her, and Madame Rong's embroidered arrow pouch sways around her waist.

The moment the bow is struck, she is Nangong Si again.

In this life, she has experienced more than she did in her previous life. She has been helpless, confused, and even had such brief moments when the clouds cleared and her children were in love.

On the evening when Nangong Si gave her the jade pendant, the sun was shining over Naihe Bridge and she thought she could relax her chivalrous bones and finally be the gentle girl who cried and laughed with abandon.

But Nangong Si is dead.

He died without warning, and before he left he even said to Ye Wangxi, who had stayed behind to kill the enemy, "I know you're afraid of the dark, so I'll be back soon."

But he never came back.

So Ye Wangxi, like in her previous life, has lost her weakness and her armour. She slowly digested what was left of her tenderness, and slowly accepted that she was all alone and in shadow. In her heart, she silently organised two funerals for herself

Elder Xu died, taking Little Ye Zi with him. She buried with her own hands her cup of wine with her righteous father's peach and plum spring breeze.

Nangong Si died, taking Aunt Ye Niang with her. She extinguished with her own hands the ten years of light she and Si had shared in the night rain of the jungle.

The god of war seals off the tomb of the girl and the woman.

She turned and came alone before the Tianyin Pavilion, where she met the monks in armour.

Shi Mei looked down at the battle and said to Mu Yanli, "Send all the senior disciples of the Tianyin Pavilion down to meet the battle. This woman cannot be left behind."

Mu Yanli, slightly surprised: "All the high ranking disciples she, she is just a girl"

Shi Mei smiled sideways, "It's just that this girl has put Fairy Tramper through the wringer in her last life. If you underestimate her, you'll have to learn how hard she is."

The valves caved in and the high-ranking Tianyin disciples poured out. Ye Wangxi maintained the boundaries intact while fighting fiercely with the crowd.

She was still wearing her Confucianism School green crane hairband, which twitched as she dodged and retreated. Mu Yanli had ordered her to die, so the Tian Yin disciples attacked her every step of the way.

"Add more." Shi Mei was watching the fish at the edge of the pool, watching the situation below, and said indifferently, "If she comes to the door today, she will not be allowed to return alive."

"Nan, look over there."

Suddenly Mu Yanli interrupts Shi Mei's sentence and, following her gaze, Shi Mei sees a cloud of blue and silver smoke rising far above the sky.

It was the elders of the Peak of Death and Life who arrived with their disciples

Those who survived the protection of Lady Wang, still wearing the battle armour of the top of death and life, stepping on their silver glittering swords, came from the depths of the curtain of clouds and unfolded majestically, led by Greedy Wolf and Xuan Ji, their robes fluttering as they carried the wind.

Behind them, more than a thousand disciples, all with their eyes wide open in anger and their armour reflecting the sky

Elder Xuan Ji said aloud, " Tianyin Pavilion Is this how the so-called heirs of the gods bully the few with the many?"

He was not a man of many words, and his anger was clearly visible in five simple words: "Death to you all".

"Shi Mei's face was slightly pale in the face of the storm of majestic soldiers who were coming, and the curve of her lips was not sure if it was a smile or a mockery.

"What a sinful fate. Every great battle has to be fought first against the people at the top of death and life." He said this while looking at the rolling tide of people.

There was no sign of Chu Wanning in the crowd, where did Chu Wanning and Mo Ran go after the robbery of the Heavenly Melody?

Will he stay by Mo Ran's new mound or will he simply die with Mo Ran, as he did in his previous life?

Either possibility annoyed him, and Shi Mei had a shadow of unease in her heart. He turned around and headed for the inner room.

Mu Yanli Guanxiu said, "Where are you going?"

"Go check on Fairy Tramper over there." Shi Mei paused, "Find a way to get him to wake up sooner. When he wakes up, no one will be able to stop us once again when the gates of life and death open."

A long finger strokes the Tianyin Pavilion runes and the chamber opens with a bang. Shi Mei steps down a long flight of steps, along a walkway carved with delicate ancient spells, past three doorways and into the deepest part of the chamber.

There was ice and mist on the ground, and a jade stone set in a greenish-grey vault that was glowing with a holy light. Beneath this jade stone was a cold crystal coffin, and Shi Mei stopped in front of it and looked down, at the man lying clothed inside.

" Fairy Tramper Emperor Mo Weiyu" he said in a deep voice, his gaze falling on the array of light on the man's chest, "It's time for you to get up after a long sleep"

His words apparently had little effect, and Fairy Tramper's eyes remained closed and her lips bloodless.

"The spirit flow is so disturbed." Shi Mei placed her hand on Fairy Tramper's forehead, perceived it carefully and then stared thoughtfully at the handsome, upright face, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Naturally, the man in his stupor would not answer him.

Shi Mei stroked his hair, his expression was gentle, as if he was looking at an unearthly weapon that was about to be forged, and he said slowly, "Although it is your own spirit core that you have taken, it is something like a spirit core that is closely related to the heart, and when it is fused into one, it will make you feel more or less uncomfortable."

His voice was compelling, imposing a spell of hypnotic will.

" Fairy Tramper, whatever you dream about don't believe it, it's all fake. Come on, wake up. Wake up and you'll get everything."

The body drops down, almost to the ear, soft to the point of seduction.

" Shi Mingjing is fine, Chu Wanning is fine, even your Mother, will be back."

"Wake up soon." He murmured to the emperor in his dream, "I'll wait for you."