Chapter 50 - The Fire Wall
Nanji Immortal bent down in the clouds to look at the fire fox lying on the ground in agonizing pain and sadly closed his eyes. He was heartbroken. This poor little fox, in the end, how much suffering must she go through to remove the demonic aura from her body? The suffering she had endured was just too much. However, the tribulation is the tribulation. No one can help, no one can replace. This pass still has to be her own to cross.
The Nanji Immortal sent an immortal pill that had just been refined to the fox's mouth and helped her take it. Then, he sent a voice message from a thousand miles away: "Child, do you still remember me? I am your Master Nanji Immortal."
Linghu Xian opened her eyes with difficulty and looked at that shadow behind the clouds in the sky. "Master? Master Elder! I ... remember, I am Fox Little Fairy! I'm from the Spirit Fox Clan. I left my home to travel down the mountain with my fourth brother, Fox Xiaxia, and then I met Shan Xiaohu. Together, they worshiped under the door of the Kunlun Mountain Wind Hixi Stream Nangji Immortal Weng." Linghu Xian opened her eyes wide, and the crimson fox eyes seemed able to take in people's hearts and souls. At this moment, Linghu Xian remembered all of it: why she went down to the world to experience the tribulation, why she suddenly turned into a human being and then suddenly turned into a fox, her own previous lives experienced the past, her master teacher and fellow brothers, and her own Spirit Fox Clan.
She sadly asked her Master, ''Master, I was close to losing control of myself just now. I had the uncontrollable urge to eat Tuoba Cheng. I want to eat him, I want to thwart him, I hate him to the bone. Although he is a human, he is even more vicious and terrifying than a demon; he will kill the people of the whole city. Isn't it just for the sake of the people that I eat him? Is it wrong to do so?"
The Master looked at Linghu Xian with a compassionate face, then looked at the ordinary human beings on the ground, shook his head, and said, "Xiao Xian, let hatred erode your heart; it will only make you fall into the devil. Besides, you can save the people of this city for a while but not for a lifetime. In any case, the humans in this life kill each other, one tribe will infringe on another tribe, and one country will exterminate another country without mercy. People kill people; people eat people; this is the calamity of their life on earth. You can't reverse it; it's the wheel of heaven, and creation makes it so."
"No, no, I don't believe it. When I was Hu Cangcang in my last life, Xuanmo said something similar. But we can protect weaker humans, so why ignore them? Even if, even if we can save one or two people, I don't want them to wait to die for nothing!"
"Little Fairy, you can save them now, but what about the future? Even if the millions of iron cavalry of the Dingling Clan are held back by you today, who will it be next time? How will you fend them off? Xian, listen to me; you ate my refined immortal dan. It can help you remove some of the demonic poison, but you are already deeply poisoned now; if you don't purify the demonic qi as soon as possible, you will fall into the demonic path. You ..."
Nanji Immortal was somewhat unable to continue. He paused or, with difficulty, continued to speak slowly: "At this moment, you must turn into a demon or ignite your own Samadhi Flame and refine your entire body's demonic qi. Little Immortal, this may be the last way to save yourself and others, refining the remaining evils Yu Sun left behind and washing these innocent and sinful souls who died in vain."
"Master, how many ways are people different from beasts? For the ears of those who emphasize righteousness. I know my power alone is meager, but I will do my best to try. Moreover, Master, although my appearance has now returned to the form of a demonic beast, I'm not a demon anymore; I'm a human being, and I'm going to be a man of the heavens and the earth! A human being should not only have a skinny appearance but also a clean and pure heart.
The rest of what you said about saving a moment can not save the world. I thought, even if I now save the city hundreds of thousands of people, perhaps one day in the future, they still can not escape the judgment of fate. Then, I do not regret the decision at this moment. I just did what I should have done and protected the people I should have protected."
After saying that, Linghu Xian gazed at her spirit and began to refine her spirit bead, using her body as fuel to catalyze the Samadhi Flame. She chanted and cast a spell, transforming herself into a wall of fire that stretched for hundreds of miles. This wall of fire blazed up to a height of several feet, and humans and beasts would be scorched by the heat wave and unable to pass over it. The Spider Demons on the ground and underground were annihilated; the Samadhi Flame instantly ignited Tuoba Cheng, who had already lost his breath and went up in smoke. Mrs.Linghu, as well as those enslaved people who had been beheaded, also had their flesh turned into pieces, and there was not the slightest trace of them anymore. However, their souls were purified under the effect of the Samadhi Flame. Whether they would return to the six paths of reincarnation or be sent to the eighteen layers of hell, it all depended on their destiny.
Nanji Immortal watched his youngest female disciple suffer so much pain. His tears swelled in his eyes, trying his best to keep them from falling out. The Nanji Immortal was heartbroken and relieved for this child before him. So, the success of Fox Xiaoxian's ascension through the tribulation is just around the corner. She is the Chosen Lady with a clean, kind, and beautiful seven-knobbed Linglong heart, only to bear it again, all bear it again, one more life, and she will have the chance to shed her demonic qi and become an immortal. To carry ah Xiao Xian! Master is waiting for you!
Whether dense dark clouds, appalling thunder, lightning, or demons present Skyfall Fairy until the imposing a hundred miles of firewall stretched across the grassland. The survivors of the Dingling vanguard battalion, whether humans or animals, were all scared to death and fled in all directions. More than ten miles away from the millions of Dingling army, far away from the sky to see the phenomenon, as well as this can not pass the wall of fire, was indeed a fierce deterrent no longer dare to move forward half a step quickly.
Dingling tribal leader, Dingling King Tuoba Zhe, looked at the Dingling vanguard battalion burning from afar, knowing that his eldest son, Tuoba Cheng, would not likely come back alive. The knuckles of his fingers were white, but he realized that whether it was the loss of one of his most potent sons or the loss of the great sorcerer Yusun, who was the most powerful deterrent to the other tribes, the Dingling tribe had been badly hurt and had to think long and hard about it. However, the Dingling people have always been brave and fierce; he will not easily give up on going south to conquer the Zhongming country, robbing their food and goods and the black gold he has long coveted.
"This account, it's not over yet! Retreat twenty miles and set up camp!" Tuoba Zhe gave an order to the million-strong army behind him and turned away without looking back.
Less than half an hour after Linghu Xian was transformed into a wall of fire, Ouyang Zhong rode Red Flame everywhere to look for traces of Linghu Xian, and he found this spot based on his intuition and the direction of the sound just now. He ran along the wall of fire trip after trip. The clothes on his body were set ablaze, his hair was scorched, and even his skin was scalded with quite a few blisters, all of which he completely ignored. He endlessly shouted out Linghu Xian's name. He wanted to find her. He wanted her to come back!
"Linghu Xian! Linghu Xian-! Where are you? You come out quickly! Linghu Xian, I'm back! I'm your Ouyang Zhong, I'm back! Please come out quickly! Linghu Xian!"
Red Flame let Ouyang Zhong, sitting on top of it, go crazy. It knew precisely who this wall of fire was. With tears in its eyes, it slowly stopped and knelt to put Ouyang Zhong down. Ouyang Zhong was uncertain. He had never been able to spare Red Flame, and at this moment, he whipped his beloved horse hard and roared loudly, "Get up! Red Flame! You get up and take me to find Linghu Xian! Why are you stopping?"
Ouyang Zhong's whipping cracked Red Flame's skin, but it still tenderly rubbed its head against Ouyang Zhong's hand. Ouyang Zhong hugged Red Flame and cried out. He seemed to sense something, but he didn't want to admit who the wall of fire in front of him was.
Red Flame sadly consoled Ouyang Zhong, then suddenly got up and fought into the blazing fire. It was going to find two things: this was the last thing it could do for Linghu Xian and Ouyang Zhong, its two best friends.
Surprised, Ouyang Zhong wanted to rush up to stop the Red Flame, but the Red Flame ran too fast, and the wall of fire was scorching hot, so it could not get close. In less than a moment, the red Flame covered with fire rushed out; Ouyang Zhong took off his cloak and vigorously gave the red Flame to put out the fire. At this time, the Red Flame was covered with fire, just like its name and a red-colored flame. It held its head high, raised its two front hooves, and hissed loudly that he was not a wail of pain but a farewell to the best of the world. After hissing, the Red Flame fell heavily to the ground and turned into ash, with a gust of wind drifting away back to the heavenly court where it should have belonged. As a celestial horse, it sneaked into the world and met two good friends, Ouyang Zhong and Linghu Xian. Red Flame has no regrets in this life.
Ouyang Zhong sadly watched Red Flame die in front of his eyes. He wanted to grab that burst of smoke and dust, but he couldn't hold anything and watched it fly up to the sky. Ouyang Zhong slowly took a few steps forward and saw a peach kernel whistle that was burnt red and that Heavenly Court Sword. He recognized them. Those were the treasures that Linghu Xian used to inch away from. He understood the firewall around him but didn't want to believe it. Ouyang Zhong trembled his hands and gently picked up the peach kernel whistle, and in an instant, he seemed to hear the voice of Linghu Xian whispering to him in the wall of fire:
"Zhong, I'm sorry. I'll leave first. You have to live well. My original name is Fox Xiao Xian. We will meet again in the next life. Next time, I will not push you away from me again."
Ouyang Zhong held that peach kernel whistle and shouted Linghu Xian's name, facing the firewall.
"Linghu Xian! You wait for me! You wait for me!"
He wanted to rush into the firewall and go to Yellow Springs with his favorite girl, but he was blown up by a breeze and sent to a place further away. TheNanji Immortal in the sky sent a thousand-mile message to him, "Ouyang Zhong, I am theNanji Immortal, the Master of Fox XiaoXian. In this life, your mission is not yet complete, and the Succession is not yet over. For the sake of the soldiers and civilians of Zhongming Kingdom and Beiwang City, Xiao Xian transformed herself into a wall of fire, enough to block Dingling's army for a month. It would be best if you did not fail her pain and sacrifice. Quickly go back and rescue people to escape!"
Ouyang Zhong's face continued to flow with tears, but he understood that he could not waste the time Linghu Xian had fought for all of Beiwang City. He had to go back and organize the entire city's military and civilians to move south. This was the responsibility Linghu Xian had left him with, and it was also a task he had to accomplish. Linghu Xian and Red Flame were all gone, leaving him alone to continue to fulfill his mission.
Ouyang Zhong took the peach kernel whistle and a short sword that Linghu Xian left, looked deeply at the clouds in the sky, reluctantly looked at the imposing red firewall, turned around, and left with heavy steps.
Without the Red Flame, Ouyang Zhong strolled from the beginning, each step as if it were a thousand pounds; each step seemed to tear his heart apart completely. He went from pacing hard to speeding up his pace and running. Then he started to go crazy and dart across the grassland. As if running desperately like this, tears and sweat could flow freely without any distinction as if running desperately like this could express and relieve all the pains and sufferings accumulated in his heart.
Ouyang Zhong was running while his mind was gradually emptying. His body seemed mechanically traveling toward Beiwang City while his thoughts flew out of the sky. His entire body became mesmerized as he had fallen into a dream world. He felt as if he was no longer a person but a dragon flying in the wind, with scales as black as ink and jade and horns as green as emerald. He flew very fast, as if he was going to fly to a significant place as if he would return to someone. He flew and flew in a great hurry! But it still needed to feel faster. He hated that he could fly to that person in just a blink of an eye. But who was that person? He didn't have any specific impression. In his intuition, he always felt that that person was waiting for him under a tree full of flowers, smiling in his direction and ready to take him into her arms with open hands.
Finally, finally.
Ouyang Zhong is like the revolving breeze in the valley, floating, revolving, landing under the tree without hesitation, quietly and solidly embracing this person who has been waiting for him for a long time. He was so at peace, so happy to be at her side. The other person's embrace was so warm that he coveted the fragrance of her body for a long time and refused to let it go.
The other party slowly broke free from Ouyang Zhong's embrace, his hands caressing his face. It was her. This person who had been waiting for him, whether in dreams or reality, the one who had always accompanied him, was Linghu Xian.
Whether it was Fox Xiao Xian, Hu Cang Cang, or Linghu Xian, in short, no matter what kind of appearance, what kind of life, what kind of name this girl in front of him had, Ouyang Zhong knew that she had always been the one waiting for him, the one who his soul had haunted.
Ouyang Zhong is not willing to wake up from the illusion; he would rather never wake up from now on into the nightmare and only wish to be with Linghu Xian longer. However, the peach kernel whistle was blown by the wind around him, playing a ghostly whistle, which he and Linghu Xian could only hear, and he was forced to recall reality from his illusion. That tune was exactly what Ni Zhong had blown to Fox Xiao Xian on the Kunlun Mountain back then, and it was also what Ouyang Zhong had sung to Linghu Xian on the city wall. That was the familiar song between them and also the theme song of their destiny, as their several lifetimes of love are entangled, intertwined, and gathered and scattered with each other.
Ouyang Zhong, who had lost the love of his heart, listened to the familiar tune and painfully ran while shouting and wailing in the grassland valley. He whispered the poem as if this was the only way to console his two most necessary friends.
Throw me a papaya, and I'll return it with an agar jelly.
I will not be able to repay them, but I will always think of them as good!
Throw me a wooden peach, and I'll return it with an agar jelly.
I'll never repay you, but I always think you're good!
I'll take the plum for the agar jelly.
I'll never forget it, but I'll always consider it a good thing!