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This donghua is adapted from the novel Zhu Xian written by Xiao Ding

ZHU XIAN Immortal Executioner

Episode 2

The deputy leader is back.

Master,

your body...

I'm fine.

Since I'm here,

I'll exert my utmost effort.

But whether it succeeds or not

is up to fate.

The journey must be tiring.

Master, please rest for the night.

Everything

can wait till tomorrow.

Deputy Leader,

Yan Hui

you're finally back.

Please.

Is this young lady

your friend?

She says she's your friend and wants

to see you.

Do we know each other?

Is Xiaochi doing well?

You are the White...

I'm the White Fox.

I am back,

Biyao.

You can be saved now.

It's been ten years.

A full ten years.

You will definitely wake up.

Your painting skills are remarkable.

Seeing the painting

is like seeing the real Xiaochi.

I only hate that I cannot save her.

I didn't expect

that the person Gui Li wanted to save

would be you and Xiaochi's daughter.

When Xiaochi died,

I didn't get to see her one last time.

Every time I think of this,

I feel heartbroken.

Now I only have Biyao.

This matter must not fail.

Don't worry.

She will wake up.

Xiaochi did not misjudge you.

Before she died,

she surely had no regrets.

Grand Shaman.

Take this with you.

The return journey is indefinite.

No need to see me off.

Linglong.

Why exactly did you...

Why?

In your heart,

were worldly beings

and heaven's will

all so important?

Beast God

But do you know?

I don't care at all.

If you wanted me dead,

you should have just said it.

Master.

Hehuan Bell is protecting its owner.

The remaining consciousness of the young lady

is indeed in the Hehuan Bell.

But to retrieve it,

we must lift the sealing on Hehuan Bell.

As for now,

I have no choice but to set up a shamanic array

to possibly draw out her consciousness from the bell.

Some things still need to be prepared for the ritual.

Bring them.

There should not be too many strangers present.

So,

Young Lord Gui Li and Leader, please stay to help.

The grains

wither,

filling the years with starvation.

Look. What's that?

Hundreds of plagues arise,

burning lives

with endlessness.

Evil things gather,

defying the heavens with decay and ruin.

The karmic fire illuminates the world,

incinerating mortals

with wrathful flames.

Savage claws

are ferocious,

staining the world with blood.

The earth cracks and mountains crumble,

devouring all beings

with abysses.

I will have everything

buried with you.

Then

I will come to you.

Shang Guan Ce

Seven tolls of the heavenly drum.

Lu Shun

Li Xun

Nine incenses burning in heaven.

Yan Hong

What?

Won't you recognize me as your master?

Yun Yi Lan

Welcome out of seclusion.

Congratulations

on your mastery.

- Congratulations on your mastery. - Congratulations on your mastery.

Now signs of anomalies are everywhere,

and a calamity is imminent.

I intend to lead the elite disciples of our sect

to the Central Land to visit the Qingyun and Tianyin sects

and discuss plans together.

- As you order, Valley Master. - As you order, Valley Master.

Senior,

now that Beast God breaks the seal,

our centennial plan...

Clashes between winds and rains can fertilize barren land.

In chaotic times, nations perish

and great talents emerge.

Since you want to emerge,

I will let the world block you.

Please enhance with your spiritual power.

You must not be interrupted.

This array's

power is disappearing.

Huh.

Remnant spirit, leave the body.

Nine perceptions, return now.

With heaven and earth in ten directions,

consonance is the guide.

Three essences and seven spirits,

all gathered into one soul.

Combined and sought for,

the spirits shall become one.

The primal consciousness has been formed.

All spirits have returned to position.

The spirits enter...

Xiaofan.

Biyao.

No.

No!

Biyao.

Biyao.

No.

The waning moon hangs in the long night, clouds veiling the stars

Empty mountains, withered grass all gone

The western wind brushes sorrow across a thousand miles

Bamboo shadows ripple on emerald peaks

Pour a drifting cup, asking heaven and earth

How can one escape fate?

Even with temples grayed by hardship, I never let go

Smoke rises from the hearth of the bamboo dwelling

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Where can I seek and find it?

Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide

All in vain

Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated

Dreams return to the past

The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I return home?

Though the tribulations have passed

The wound in the heart still will not heal

When will I

return home?