Hunting Heart Little Mengxian: Rebirth and Raising a Wolf

Chapter 48 Around Five Hundred Years

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There is a stream called Wangchuan. The water is red and black. It is as black as ink in the distance and as close as boiling water. It is indistinguishable from all directions. There is no spirit around it. The pool has no bottom. It is suspected that there are strange monsters in the area.

——"Record of Another World"

Legend has it that the Wangchuan Stream is a deserted area where seven races from the three realms, including humans, kings, beasts, monsters, ghosts, immortals, and gods, do not care.

A wandering soul with no way out, a monster escaping from a cage, a broken body escaping from reincarnation... everything you can imagine is there; and even more, there are scenes that you can't imagine at all.

There is no trace of any related allusions to the origin of the name of Wangchuan Stream.

Moreover, apart from a few words of textual description in the "Record of Another World" by an unknown author, there are no other detailed records.

Its core area, which is this large, almost bottomless, dead red pool, looks like a huge black inkstone when viewed from a distance.

However, when you get closer, it's like a boiling soup pool, with hot waves rolling around.

Because there are rotting corpses everywhere, the air of death is pervasive, the stench is overwhelming, and there are countless illusions. Around the Wangchuan Stream, it is impossible to distinguish the directions of southeast, northwest, and there are no real creatures.

It seems that only in the illusion can the remaining fairy soul of Li Wu be freed from the body of Huangfu Yi, who was entrusted by him in this life, and can he completely get rid of the shackles of the old demon king Rong Xiao coexisting with him.

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That was, the God of War Liwu from five hundred years ago and the Fairy Jingchu who had always loved him deeply and regarded him as more important than her own life, standing face to face at the border between the immortal and demon clans.

With his whole body immersed in the water, he closed his eyes quietly, Li Wu silently reciting the words he wanted to say to Lan Jingchu in his heart.

But if you think about it carefully, if it is true that no living creature can come out of it, then who recorded the description left in the fragments of the first half of the "Records of Different Worlds"?

After all, he saved all living creatures in the world, but helplessly, he lost forever the most important thing to him, Fairy Lan Jingchu, who was the only orphan of the Lanzhi tribe.

She didn't know whether the world in front of her was an illusion created after her spiritual consciousness was damaged, or whether the dirty water deep in the pool had some special energy that would affect people's normal judgment.

Oh! That’s it!

In a daze, the water curtain reflected the scene of the battle between immortals and monsters five hundred years ago that almost destroyed the seven races of the Three Realms.

Not far away, the self from five hundred years ago was standing against the wind, floating in the sky, with long black-grey hair flying into the air like a waterfall.

He had suppressed these true words for five hundred years, and never had time to say them to Lan Jingchu, who had been struck by his sword through the heart and fell from the heaven into the Forgotten River.

Under the water, my own voice sounded a little muffled.

From beginning to end, Wangchuan Stream has only existed in the lost classics of the seven major clans, unofficial history books, and undocumented legends. It is an imaginary place that is "unfounded" and "believed to exist" independent of the Three Realms...

Under the water, her eyes were no longer gray and blue, her eyes looked brighter and more transparent, and the bottom of her eyes were so clear that they were like the full moon on a jade plate hanging above the water and high in the night sky.

The human race was in danger, and in full view of the public, he could only hold the ancient divine sword named "Gu Zhang" in his hand, and had to pierce it straight through the heart of the charming fairy in blue clothes in front of him...

Jiu Xiaohan, who was the first to fall into the pool, was originally dragged into the pool by the giant male anaconda. He suddenly choked on a lot of water and completely lost consciousness.

"Lan Jingchu, I will go with you right now! Wait for me..."

However, before he had time to think too much or too deeply, Jiu Xiaohan gradually tried and was able to open his eyes.

Li Wu, who was just a little bit close to suffocating to death, felt bursts of grief and his heart was as gray as death.

And, Li Wu's spiritual consciousness also returned to Huangfu Yi's body...

When he thought of this, he thought that he had inadvertently replayed in Li Wu's mind some of the memories and images that had been sealed away by the barrier of the Hell Demon Cave for seven lifetimes.

However, she unexpectedly found that her open hands were like two floating clouds, gradually scattered in the water curtain with the wind.

No matter whether you are a god, a demon, or a human being... when you get to this place, you will definitely not survive the time when the incense ashes are burning.

At this time, Liwu, who was staring at the projection of the water screen with frowning eyes, finally realized that it was not that he didn't know where the Wangchuan Stream was.

Is it possible that it was actually written by a certain originator of "demon" and brought out from the Wangchuan Stream after being reborn in another world?

Li Wu didn't know whether this was the sound wave coming from his mouth, or whether it was just a flow of spiritual consciousness that only existed in his mind.

She still didn't realize that she had changed into the original appearance of "Lan Jingchu".

In this battle between immortals and demons, no lineage of immortals can be bloodbathed again, and the heavens cannot sacrifice the creatures of other human realms to save their own tribe.

However, He had to do that, He had no other choice, no retreat—

Immediately after seeing it, the fairy instantly transformed into a blood-colored blue-branched flower and fell into the bottomless Wangchuan Stream at the feet of Lord Liwu...

At first glance, Lan Jingchu and Liwu War God 70,000 years ago seem to be very similar to Jiu Xiaohan and "Hunting Guard Taoist" Wuweizi in this life.

At this moment, I don't know where the male anaconda has gone. It's as if there are only the two of them under the water, and there is no one else. No living thing can see them except each other.

However, Jiu Xiaohan had no idea that the bloody blue-branched flower that he was unable to change or save was actually himself five hundred years ago - Lan Jingchu.

Li Wu is very familiar with these things that happened in the past. Although he has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, it stands to reason that he can remember less and less things.

Li Wu fell into the pool of water, looking like a pupa wrapped in green rosin amber and unable to move anymore.

Even the God of War, Liwu, who has lived in the heaven for hundreds of thousands of years and has assisted the Heavenly Kings and Queens who have been in power for seven consecutive terms, has never read anything related to the Wangchuan Stream in a certain heavenly book.

content, let alone witness it with your own eyes.

Once, for tens of millions of years, the Wuwang Valley, which had coexisted with the heaven and earth, with shades of green and fragrant flowers, and clear clouds and clear water, was razed to the ground by the demon tribe more than 70,000 years ago.

However, as everyone knows, there are fundamental differences between them. At least, Jiu Xiaohan's feelings for Wuweizi are not the love between a man and a woman, but a master-disciple relationship.

"Lan Jingchu...Lan Jingchu..."

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Vaguely, Li Wu discovered that not only had he left Huangfu Yi's body, but he had become a soul floating outside his body.

However, what puzzles Liwu is:

No matter how hard he called out to the familiar figure in front of him, the other person never responded to him.

At the same time, two rows of bloody tears were flowing from it...

Or is it that he is already dead and has arrived in the legendary realm space governed by King Yama of the underworld?

——If this is the case, she doesn’t want to die at this time, and the master’s illness has not been cured yet; therefore, no matter who calls her, she will not easily agree, lest her soul will be unwillingly

He was seduced away by a ghost.

It was obvious that she wanted to save the bloody blue branch flower that seemed to be falling in front of her, falling against the wind and constantly falling.

However, Jiu Xiaohan's reaction was completely opposite to his.

As for those "demonic spirits" that may exist, no one knows whether there is one among them who can break the cycle of reincarnation, control one's own destiny, and be reborn from Nirvana in the Forgotten River Stream.

Then, Jiu Xiaohan's arms turned into clouds, and her figure drifted away in the wind, leaving no trace.

Rather, during the more than five hundred years of being trapped under the Hell Demon's Cave, it was officially because Lan Jingchu "left" because of him that he selectively completely forgot about the Wangchuan Stream that swallowed up Lan Jingchu.

Got it!

Jiu Xiaohan, who was watching the scene of the water curtain for a long time with his heart clenched tightly, unconsciously tried to reach out.

However, after the most brutal first immortal-monster war in the history of the Three Realms 70,000 years ago, when the entire Lanzhi Immortal Clan was wiped out by the demon clan, the 300-year-old Lan Jingchu, due to his playfulness,

Taking advantage of a small loophole in the barrier between the two clans, he accidentally broke into the demon world and survived. The defeated Immortal Liwu returned to the heaven.

In other words, if the Wangchuan Stream really exists in the area between the three realms where the seven races have no jurisdiction or intervention, then it can be basically considered that this is a place where even the gods and immortals would be frightened by the news, fearful and would rather avoid it.

A place not to be discussed.

"I will never forgive you in my lifetime..."

However, even if it is a flow of spiritual consciousness, with the supreme power possessed by Li Wu, the other party can clearly receive it and understand it clearly.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, there are no gods, demons, humans... any living beings that can survive there, and after seeing those scenes with their own eyes, they can escape from the realm of Wangchuan Stream.

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——His whole body, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, is filled with waves of tragic beauty and the loneliness of dying...

"Jingchu...Jingchu..."

At least, there is not even a shred of information on how to discover, enter, and leave Wangchuan Stream in all the classics of the Three Realms.

However, that battle was really unforgettable for him.

Then, the fairy's distant and plaintive voice was heard, echoing in the dirty air at the intersection of the three realms:

"Li Wu, I hate you!"

Jiu Xiaohan thought to herself that even though she had the natural ability to see strange things, she still couldn't tell them in time.

This place turned out to be Wuwu Valley, the homeland where the Lanzhi clan relied on for survival.

Later, rumors gradually spread, and the creatures of the seven tribes in the Three Realms only guessed: Probably, that is the place of purgatory where the real demons are!

Could it be that the current self is not dead yet?

Because, in her own opinion, whether it is her body or her soul, it still belongs to Jiu Xiaohan, not to some "Lan Jingchu" whom she does not know or have never heard of.

No one knows what kind of terrifying, strange, and indescribable energy is hidden in the deepest part of the giant pool of Wangchuan Stream.

Who is Lan Jingchu?

In order to consolidate his centralized position in the demon clan, he naturally understood that once the realm of heaven was no longer protected by the Blue Branch Immortal clan, it would completely lose its key barrier against the demon world.

Jiu Xiaohan couldn't help feeling sad about the fateful tragic experience of that fairy, and his tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Or maybe He was reborn in another world first, and then used the remaining memories to shape the words of the dream, wrote it down with his own hands, and then passed it on to later generations?

In short, no matter what, before seeing is believing, the beings of future generations will only be willing to believe:

Rong Xiao, the old demon king who lived more than 70,000 years ago, was still a new demon king who had just succeeded to the throne, young and energetic.

Who is that person?

Across the water curtain, Li Wu on the other side could clearly see that what was overflowing from her eyes was not transparent tears at all, but bright red blood...

The dark blue robe tightly wrapped the body of the God of War, Immortal Lord, as if pulling him and preventing him from making the next decision.

Li Wu followed Jiu Xiaohan’s gaze:

"Five hundred years ago, I didn't owe you the 'account'. At this moment in this life, let me use this body to finally pay you some back?!"

At the same time, Li Wu and "Lan Jingchu" he was looking at looked at the huge water curtain erected between them.

Moreover, at the same time, a figure who had spent 70,000 years with the God of War Liwu in the Morning and Night Palace of the Three Pure Realms of Heaven also appeared!

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"Jingchu?! Lan Jingchu, is that you?"

A group of heavenly soldiers and generals led by the god of war, Immortal Jun Liwu, must win!

Immediately, a stream of blue blood spurted out, and the fairy's originally clear eyes were filled with a world-hating despair at that moment.

It seemed that he was Li Wu himself, the war god and immortal king who saved the fate of the Third Sister and the seven clans more than five hundred years ago.

Why did He call himself "Lan Jingchu"?

——Well, He must have admitted the wrong person!

Both Li Wu and Jiu Xiaohan saw that in the area between them, that is, where Jiu Xiaohan was swept by the huge and ferocious male anaconda and fell into the pool, there was an unknown, transparent and clear

water curtain barrier.

However, when she clearly heard someone's voice calling her, Jiu Xiaohan slowly recovered, even though she herself felt that the current situation was very unexpected.

Nowadays, it has long been desolate, barren of grass and lifeless.

Just when Li Wu was about to move in the direction where she was, suddenly, an extremely huge wave of water unexpectedly arose from the bottom of the pool, filling the distance between them that was not too far away at first.

The love between you and me is shining brightly, and I toss and turn in the misty tears. I can only sigh when the injustice will be repaid. The hatred has not disappeared even after being separated for seven lives?!

He is still the "wild wolf cub brother" Liang Ziyu who was rescued from the underground cave by Jiu Xiaohan and gave him a new name.

Liangziyu is still in the pool where the water surface cannot be seen above and the bottom of the pool cannot be seen below.

However, at this time, the water quality seems to have become clearer and cleaner.

But the endless emotions that only belong to Li Wu are still immersed in the huge guilt of stabbing Lan Jingchu to death five hundred years ago because he was forced to cut off his love without mercy.

(End of chapter)