Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Longchi Mountain, clouds and mists were floating.

Green mountains and green trees, flowers and grass were shady, and there was a spiritual waterfall rising from the sky and earth, pouring on Qin Xuan's body.

He slowly closed his eyes, bathed in the spiritual waterfall, and recovered from the severe injuries on his back and shoulders.

The power of Xuansu Yinming was like ice piercing the bones, and the power of Samadhi True Fire was like lava burning the body.

The power of the Fanxu War Puppet was too terrifying. Qin Xuan was only lightly touched. If the full power of the war puppet was aroused, I am afraid that even a true lord, or even a real Fanxu Daojun, would fall in the face of these seven war puppets.

On the top of Longchi Mountain, a figure suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.

Jun Wushuang!

She came slowly and looked at Qin Xuan.

"Qin Xuan!"

The soft voice seemed to call to the bottom of his heart, but Qin Xuan still kept his eyes closed and never opened them.

Jun Wushuang frowned, "Qin Xuan, you have been in seclusion in Longchi Mountain for a long time. Hao'er has been refining his mind in the furnace of the mortal world. It's time for him to choose the way. Do you still want to be in seclusion?"

Jun Wushuang's brows were furrowed even more. She looked at Qin Xuan's indifferent appearance, and there was even a trace of anger in her eyes.

"Qin Xuan, what do you mean!"

"You made a deal with me for a hundred years, and I have done it, but Hao'er, Hao'er is innocent! You..."

Before the words fell, another voice came from the mountain.

"Qin Xuan!"

There was a person, with white clothes like snow and a face like a painting.

Her eyes were full of murderous grief, "I have practiced hard for a hundred years. Today, it is time for you to repay my debt!"

"Amitabha!" A Buddhist voice rose into the air, and a woman came in Buddhist clothes, like a bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows and eyes like a diamond.

"Qin Xuan, the Lord of Haiqing is your great-grandfather, and you are also my enemy!"

"I have been in seclusion in the Proro Temple for a hundred years just to kill you!"

The murderous intention was overwhelming, like a glacier pouring down, even Qin Xuan's heart was only rippled.

Unfortunately, it was just a ripple, and it disappeared in the air.

He was like a rotten wood Buddha, without any movement.

"Xiao Xuan!" Suddenly, another voice came, Qin Wende's white hair, "I also want to live forever, Xiao Xuan, I don't want to die!"

"Xiao Xuan, save me, I don't want to leave you!" Shen Xinxiu was pitiful, old and white-haired.

"Dad!" Another person climbed the mountain, Qin Hao was full of hatred, his eyes were like blood, "I am obviously the son of the Green Emperor, the pride of heaven, why do you want to seal my cultivation, why do you want me to be so humiliated, why do you want me to refine my heart in the mortal world!"

"You gave birth to me, just to let me be your puppet and be controlled by you for life!"

Qin Hao's voice full of resentment sounded, shocking the world of Longchi.

Moreover, the big and small Jin'er, their ferocious nature was revealed again, roaring across the sky, wanting to devour their master and return to freedom.

"Senior, you let me enter the Dragon Pond spiritual vein and recast my true body, just for your own selfish desires, to help you guard the Dragon Pond?" Longhun Yunyu was full of grief and anger, overlooking Qin Xuan's figure.

The mother and son of the bear king roared angrily, Ning Ziyang, Su Qiaoer and others came together, wanting to punish them.

"This man deserves to die!"

"Qin Xuan, you deserve to die!"

"Qin Xuan, you are not worthy of being a son, nor a father!"

"I will kill you to sacrifice my grief!"

One voice after another, like a devil's voice, penetrated my ears. Even if I blocked my ears, I could not stop it at all.

Suddenly, Jun Wushuang took action. A fire phoenix appeared in her hand, covering Qin Xuan.

The phoenix fire burned his body. Along with Jun Wushuang's wanton and happy laughter, Qin Xuan's skin gradually dried up. The pain of burning flesh and bones was no different from the real thing.

"Qin Xuan!" Mo Qinglian's eyes were stained with blood, like a demon head, offering a sword to kill.

"I will not kill you. I will let you taste the pain of slow slicing, let you taste the grief in my heart, let you be unable to live or die!" She roared, and the sword pierced Qin Xuan's shoulder bone. The real pain of piercing the bone, even the pain of having the meridians cut off, even the Eternal Evergreen Art could not operate, as if the meridians no longer existed.

"Qin Xuan, the hatred for my parents is irreconcilable!" Xiao Wu's eyes were full of hatred, and the Bodhisattva Buddha appeared behind him. The weapon fell, like a mountain squeezing, and blood flowed from the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth.

"Qin Xuan, my son, Dad doesn't want to die!"

"My son, save me!"

The elderly parents decayed in front of Qin Xuan, their skin and flesh fell, and their bones turned into sand.

"You, don't deserve to be a father!" Qin Hao's hatred was like a knife, and he chopped Qin Xuan's arm. In an instant, Qin Xuan's arm had been cut off, and blood flowed like a spring.

"Qin Xuan, you destroyed the Church of Light and destroyed my former residence. For such hatred, go to hell to repent!" Qin Yan'er's eyes were grim, and the blazing white flames fell, burning Qin Xuan's flesh and blood as if they were dry. Pieces of flesh and blood disappeared, revealing the organs and bones.

A roar, murderous intent, grief, and punishment sounded on the top of Longchi Mountain.

Unconsciously, Longchi Mountain seemed to have collapsed, leaving only the faces full of resentment.Kong Yijiu was still in front of Qin Xuan.

Only Qin Xuan, except for his gray hair, was no longer in human form.

His body was like a skeleton, full of holes, and almost on the verge of extinction.

"Qin Changqing, you can't live forever. You think you are supreme, but in fact, you are no different from the lost dog!"

"Why do you live forever? Why do you become the Green Emperor!"

It seemed as if a voice rose from the bottom of his heart, entered his mind, and shook the last bit of life.

Finally, Qin Xuan opened his eyes. He looked at the hideous faces in front of him and the ruined Longchi Mountain.

He stood up slowly, like a skeleton, and looked at all the people.

Those pains were engraved in his heart, burning flesh and blood, breaking bones, losing arms, and hurting his heart...

Qin Xuan said nothing, he just glanced at the sky indifferently.

"All kinds of magic have been added to my body, and I have tasted all kinds of pain!"

"This state of mind refining has a certain level, but unfortunately, it is far behind the eighteen levels of hell and the ten palaces of Yama!"

"Huantian, with your lingering strength, it is not easy to achieve this step through this state of mind refining!"

"But you underestimate me!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and he looked at the many faces that he had never forgotten in his heart.

"I, Qin Changqing, have no shame and no fear, and my heart is at peace."

"Compared to the three thousand fantasy worlds, this so-called illusion is like sand and gravel compared to the fairy mountains."

He suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped, his fingers were like dry bones, like charcoal, and gently tapped in the void in front of him.

As he tapped, a breeze came out of the sea of ​​consciousness and entered his fingertips, and all kinds of prosperity, the world of Longchi...

disappeared!

His shoulders and back had recovered, and his body was the same as before, but his face was slightly red, and then blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

"I moved a little bit of the emperor's mind and hurt his supreme mind. You, should come out too?"

Qin Xuan's body shook, and the blood in his seven orifices was shaken into nothingness.

His eyes were calm, and suddenly thousands of lights gathered in front of him.

"Tianxiao Pavilion Spirit!"