——Jiu Wenmeng is the legendary magic sword that brought trouble to the world.
When the chosen person sees it, he will see what he has longed for all his life, and then he will run for it for the rest of his life, becoming obsessed with it and causing monstrous disasters.
When Yu Qi saw this sentence from the pile of waste paper, the lonely ghost who had entangled him for some reason said "Eh".
"Jiu Wenmeng, this is my name." A very happy voice.
Yu Qi, who was destined to become a demon, did not respond. The young man covered his wounds and ran away thousands of miles bearing the stigma.
His master found him guilty, his relatives and friends turned against each other, and he was in a desperate situation where he was the enemy of the world. He had only one inhuman creature who was always against him.
In the ice and snow, Yu Qi clenched those cold hands, thinking in a hazy mind, what if this ghost had ulterior motives? If I hold his hand now, I would never leave him in this life.
After all the hard work and preparation, he finally had the chance to clear his name. The saint who transformed into the mortal world only made one request to him: to suppress the magic sword Jiu Wenmeng.
Yu Qi: "Dream!"
He left without thinking.
Abandoning the opportunity at his fingertips and the innocence he had been striving for for half his life, Yu Qi dragged his body with only half a year left to live, and took Jiu Wenmeng to take the initiative to go to the desperate road he desperately escaped from.
Jiu Wenmeng thought, how is this possible?
What a madman.
The magic sword that brought trouble to the world that day destroyed itself, and the color of the world changed.
In vain I prayed to run desperately in the snow, trying in vain to retain the remaining warmth in my palms.
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Hundreds of thousands of years later, the resurrected Demon Sword has forgotten his past, sitting on the roof where he can see the stars, listening to the young disciples of the Immortal Sect telling various stories.
They say that the snowfield outside Wuya Immortal Sect has the brightest stars in the world, that the deserted sea deep in the mist hides the sweetest dreams in the world, that the curse of the magic sword Jiu Wenmeng was broken by one person, that there is a person in the world who broke the decree of heaven, and that is a walking legend...
Jiu Wenmeng asked curiously: "Who is that?"
The young disciples under the eaves were chattering, each saying his own thing.
Amidst the crowd, a tired voice sounded behind him.
"If you want to hear it, then I'll tell you."
So Jiu Wenmeng turned around and saw the true appearance of the legend.
Yu Qi saw this dream that had been going back and forth in the middle of the night for thousands of years.
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For the rest of the night, I pray for a dream.
The inner demon said: You are allowed to see gods and Buddhas.
Intention: Seeing the devil in your heart is like seeing gods and Buddhas