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霜白的长剑上雕刻着无名的花朵，俊美凌厉，在骄阳下闪烁着刺眼的光华，仿佛至美的仙宝。血液沿着刀刃缓缓流下，细腻如鲛绡不一会儿便染红了雕花，为其动人的身姿更添几分癫狂。

美人舞剑，这是何等赏心悦目的景色，若非长剑一端撕裂了唐木溪的心脉，想必此时她一定会欣赏赞叹。

身体的生机迅速消失，意识濒临破散，像是摇摇欲坠的花朵，随时都有可能跌落黄泉。在这样的情况下，疼痛却意料之外的不那么难以忍受。

唐木溪感受得到身体越发轻盈，似踩在云端般轻快。许是见她濒临死亡，体内那股束缚她生生世世的力量竟逐渐衰弱，短暂地让她取回少许身体控制的权力。

她已经不记得如今是第几世，时间在无数次的轮回之中已经逐渐模糊淡忘。但愧疚的情感却越发浓重，压得她几乎要喘不过气来。

不论如何重生，不论如何轮回，每一世唐木溪都被迫犯下诸多过错，而她的师姐——面前这位令人闻风丧胆的魔头，都永远是她无数错事的受害者。

唐木溪羞辱她，刁难她，最后毁她容貌，废她修为，桩桩件件引她一步步跌入深渊。最终堕魔复仇归来，一次次将她亲手斩杀。

或许这辈子的她还算幸运，没有被扒皮抽筋的泄愤，仅仅是一剑穿心而已，算不得痛苦。

手臂很沉，视线逐渐昏暗模糊。唐木溪知道她的生命即将结束，一切已经无力回天。可她并没有放弃，像是曾经无数次那般虚弱地抬起手，想要去触碰姜垠。

一剑穿心，姜垠心中轻嗤嘲弄，正当她打算抽出长剑，结束这无聊的复仇时，却见到唐木溪忽然伸出手，颤抖地想要触碰她的脸。

她的动作十分沉重缓慢，若姜垠想，只需一个念头就可毁去不知天高地厚的手掌，但今日她却难得没有动作。

不知是否是错觉，那张沾血的苍白脸上竟多出一抹柔和的笑容，经风一吹，墨发飘飘，显现出令人难以忘怀的脆弱柔美。

她微怔片刻，唐木溪便在此时用失血发寒的指尖碰到她的脸，苍白的唇微微颤动，似在说些什么。

姜垠凝神去听，却发现那声音细如散沙，如何都捕捉不到。她还想再寻些迹象，可方才的动作似乎已经耗尽了唐木溪的最后一丝力气，身形微顿，而后失力滑落。

与此同时，阴云密布的昏暗苍穹上忽然降下一道刺眼的闪电，震耳欲聋，摧枯拉朽般撕裂天空。

瞬息，天地失色，此间所有生灵全部静止，仿佛一张水墨晕染的画卷，包罗万象，唯有层层墨沙飘荡。

一抹耀眼的无上金光降下，包裹着唐木溪临终的躯体，柔和亲密，疼爱地将她召回上天。

万物湮灭，狂风呼啸，新的一世再度开启。若有人能跳脱六道之外，此刻便可看到有一团阴凉魔气也跟着没入云端，穿越时间，一同回到最初的相遇。

头脑一阵晕眩，唐木溪知道自己又要重生了，因为只有此刻她才有资格自主控制身体。再过一会儿，那古怪的力量便又要强行缠绕上来，让她不得反抗。

记忆如走马观花，却并不单单是上一世，其中夹杂着印象模糊的往生回忆。唐木溪十分庆幸自己的意志坚定，不然恐怕早就迷失在这片记忆之海中了。

一道强光迎面而来，刺得她忍不住闭上双眼，等一阵强烈的失重感结束，身体的不适已经彻底平定下来。

唐木溪颤抖着睫毛睁开双眼，看到的是一片雄伟华贵的高台楼阁，薄雾蒙蒙，阳光熹微，枝桠上的鸟儿三三两两地雀跃鸣叫，远处高台上人来人往，各种法宝坐骑层出不绝。

这里是她生生世世的最初起点，灵修界的数千门派的一员——天玑门。她无数次见证过门派的衰落灭亡，如今再度见到这片其乐融融的安然景象，竟然有些微怔。没了焦土，少了断壁残垣下的残破躯体，竟真的仙气飘渺，繁荣昌盛，有仙家的气魄。

还不等唐木溪从复杂的思绪和感慨中回神，一个清彻脆亮的少女之音便从耳边响起。

“唐师姐！”唐木溪下意识回头，见到一名清纯娇俏，活泼灵动的少女挥着手朝自己跑来。约莫是跑得太急，没能注意到半尺高的精美台阶，竟被拌了一下，惊呼着直直向前坠下。

唐木溪下意识上前扶住少女，却在触碰到她的同时愣在原地。

她发觉无数次束缚在自己身上的力量突然消失不见了，方才的动作竟然是顺从自己的意志。

不过没等她细想，段玉容就惊慌地喘息着抬头，惊魂未定，却是紧抓住她的双手，“谢谢唐师姐……”

唐木溪眨眨眼，看着自己被紧紧抓住的双手，细腻又略带压迫的触感是前所未有的真实。

没有身不由己的束缚，更无牢笼囚禁的孤寂。她真的自由了，再也不用被迫犯下诸多错事，可以随心所欲地生活，喜悦得眼泪都流了下来。

“唐师姐？！”段玉容被她突然的泪水惊住，一张秀气的小脸被吓得花容失色，“你怎么了？身体不舒服吗？我去帮你找大夫。”说着就想往外跑。

唐木溪哪敢真让她离开，连忙伸手拽住，抹开泪水，轻咳两声，强自镇定：“我没事，眼睛不小心进沙子了。倒是你，今天来找我有何事？”

无论手臂还是嘴巴，如何活动全凭她的意志，不再如提线木偶一般束缚于人，这种感觉当真美妙。

听到回问，段玉容这才收起担忧，眼底闪过一丝幽怨却很快消失，垫着脚尖凑到唐木溪的耳边委屈道：“师姐，天玑秘境还有三日就要开了，你上次说帮我拿到令牌呢，结果到现在都没有音讯……”

说完，似乎觉得自己目的性太过强烈，又柔柔弱弱抽抽嗒嗒地卖惨，瘦弱的手臂抓着唐木溪的胳膊摇啊摇：“师姐师姐，你可一定要帮帮我，最近王曲那家伙又来频频骚扰我，逼我跟他……跟他欢/好！”

段玉容眼底泪蒙蒙的，泪水如断线一般顺着眼角滑落，鼻子一抽一抽的，要多可怜有多可怜：“天玑秘境里宝地颇多，若是我不能进去找到洗髓仙草褪去一条灵根，以后就只能永远做个杂役弟子，任由那畜生羞辱……”

经她这么一说，唐木溪这才慢慢记起这件事情。

段玉容是下品四灵根，在天玑门中只能做任人驱使的杂役弟子。她容貌姣好，因而频频遭到管事王曲骚扰，强迫与他交/媾。

为了摆脱现状，段玉容找到了唐木溪，想要让她帮自己拿到进入天玑秘境的令牌，获得洗髓仙草，洗掉一条灵根，让自己成为下品三灵根。

洗髓仙草是极为珍贵之物，若要灵石购买，可谓天价，绝非她一小小杂役弟子能担当得起的。

在天玑门，下品三灵根只是相当普通不起眼的灵根。但已经足够摆脱杂役弟子的身份，成为一般的外门弟子。

这细微的身份变化却是天差地别，无论王曲再如何猖狂，都绝不敢对外门弟子下手。更何况，她本人也可通???过三灵根修行，不至于永远任人欺负。

按理说拥有秘境令牌的人实力大多不弱，难以从他们手中夺走令牌。但偏偏唐木溪的师姐，姜垠是个例外。

姜垠与唐木溪都拜在执教长老门下，但姜垠是下品五灵根，属于修真界内最低等的灵根，与普通人几乎无异。

她当初能够拜到执教长老门下，是因为她的养父曾有恩于长老，因而走了后门。

这样的天赋修行极慢，却偏偏是长老弟子，身份尊贵，使得很多人对姜垠抱以敌意，频频羞辱折煞她。

唐木溪也不例外，只是与他们不同，她的刁难是被迫无奈的。即便她不想，束缚在她身上的古怪力量也会一遍一遍地欺辱姜垠，成为她堕魔逆袭之路的垫脚石。

唐木溪不禁忆起不久之前心脏被长剑穿透的凄凉场景，脸色不由一白。

“师姐……”段玉容瘪着嘴，对唐木溪的呆怔十分不满，但碍于两人的身份不敢表现出分毫，只是抽了抽鼻子，抱紧她的胳膊，并且有意地将其贴在自己刚刚发育含苞待放的小胸脯上，“只有你才能救我了……”

她其实并不看重身体和容貌，不愿跟王曲，只是单纯看不上对方能给自己带来的利益。

唐木溪却不同，她是执教长老的弟子，上品天灵根，这样距离天才只有一步之遥的绝佳天赋，在整个灵修界都是不多的。

待她慢慢成长，以后定能成为天玑门内举足轻重的人物。若能攀上这朵花，便绝没有人敢再欺侮她，她的未来将格外光明。

想到这里，段玉容又凑近了一些，若有若无地展现自己身上的清香。最近七日她费尽心思去摘花泡浴，为得便是能更加吸引唐木溪。

然而她的苦心势必要白费，因为她的唐师姐满脑子都是一剑穿心的景象，根本无暇注意到她那点小心思。

“玉容师妹……”唐木溪从可怕的回忆中退出，脸色还有点白，将自己的胳膊从段玉容怀里抽出，又拉开了些距离踌躇道，“我知你难处，再帮你想想别的办法，姜师姐的令牌……不能拿。”

何止不能，最好连一丁点得罪她的想法都不要有。

别人不知，但被姜垠斩杀无数次的唐木溪却知道，姜垠以后会将自己的灵根改造成极为阴煞凶戾的鬼灵根，靠吸食月华和鬼气魔气等修行。暴戾恣睢，霸道无比，终将成为万人之上的魔头。

段玉容听到唐木溪竟然喊姜垠师姐，不由一慌，连忙道：“师姐！姜垠她是个五灵根的废物！根本不配骑在你头上，你可千万不能被她迷惑了！”

段玉容生怕唐木溪反悔，煞费苦心地挑拨离间离间。往日里唐木溪最是看不惯姜垠，不喜一个废物却占着她师姐的名头。她不信她当真甘愿屈人之下。

虽说是故意这么说的，但其实多数也是她的心里话。凭什么连入门都不配的五灵根废物却是长老弟子，而她却只能当一卑微杂役，每日受到王曲的骚扰。

这一次必须把姜垠拉下来！让这个废物也尝尝她的苦！

可没等她说几句，忽而一声呵斥在耳边炸响，声音之大甚至让她隐约耳鸣，一个踉跄不稳跌倒在地。

段玉容怔怔抬头抬头，这才发觉唐木溪竟不知不觉满面怒容。

“唐……师姐？”

唐木溪冷眼看着她，却想到这人苦衷，根本狠不下心来，只是劝道：“以后这些话别在说第二遍，尤其是在姜师姐面前。灵根我会想办法，王曲那边我也会找人帮忙敲打，你……暂且回去吧。”

说完，也不顾这人挽留，匆匆转身离开，独留段玉容在后满眼怨恨。

作者有话说：

开新文啦~

双重生，唐木溪活了很多世。姜垠则第一次重生。

The frost-white long sword was engraved with nameless flowers, exquisite and sharp, shimmering with dazzling brilliance under the scorching sun, like a perfect immortal treasure.

Blood slowly flowed down the blade, delicate like fine silk, soon dyeing the carved flowers red, adding a touch of madness to its enchanting figure.

A beauty dancing with a sword, what a delightful sight it was.

If not for the fact that one end of the long sword tore through Tang Muxi’s heart, she would surely have admired and praised it at this moment.

Her vitality rapidly fading, consciousness on the brink of dispersing, like a wilting flower, could fall into the underworld at any moment.

In such a situation, the pain unexpectedly was not as unbearable as expected.

Tang Muxi felt her body becoming lighter, as if walking on clouds.

Perhaps sensing her imminent death, the power that had bound her for lifetimes gradually weakened, briefly allowing her to regain some control over her body.

She no longer remembered which lifetime this was, as time had gradually blurred and faded through countless cycles of reincarnation.

But the guilt she felt grew stronger, almost suffocating her.

No matter how many times she was reborn, no matter how many times she reincarnated, in every lifetime Tang Muxi was forced to commit many wrongs, and her senior sister - the terrifying demon in front of her, was always the victim of her countless misdeeds.

Tang Muxi humiliated her, made things difficult for her, and ultimately destroyed her appearance, crippled her cultivation, leading her step by step into the abyss.

Finally, she fell into darkness, returning for revenge, repeatedly killing her with her own hands.

Perhaps in this lifetime, she was somewhat lucky, not subjected to the torture of being skinned alive and having tendons pulled out, just a sword piercing her heart, which could not be considered painful.

Her arm felt heavy, her vision gradually dimming.

Tang Muxi knew her life was about to end, and there was no turning back.

Yet, she did not give up. Weakly, she raised her hand as if she had done countless times before, wanting to touch Jiang Yin. With a sword through her heart, Jiang Yin sneered lightly in her heart.

Just as she was about to pull out the long sword to end this boring revenge, she suddenly saw Tang Muxi reaching out, trembling, wanting to touch her face.

Her movements were slow and heavy.

If Jiang Yin wished, with a single thought, she could destroy the presumptuous hand that did not know its place.

However, today, she surprisingly did not act.

Whether it was an illusion or not, a gentle smile appeared on the blood-stained pale face, the black hair fluttering in the wind, revealing a fragile and delicate beauty that was hard to forget.

She hesitated for a moment, and at that moment, Tang Muxi’s cold fingertips touched her face, her pale lips trembling slightly, as if saying something.

Jiang Yin strained to listen, but the voice was as fine as sand, impossible to catch.

She wanted to find more clues, but the previous action seemed to have exhausted Tang Muxi’s last bit of strength.

She hesitated slightly, then fell weakly.

At the same time, a blinding lightning bolt suddenly descended from the dark and cloudy sky, deafening, tearing through the sky like a force of nature.

In an instant, the world lost its color, all living beings froze in place, like a watercolor painting, capturing everything, with only layers of ink drifting.

A dazzling supreme golden light descended, enveloping Tang Muxi’s dying body, tender and intimate, lovingly calling her back to the heavens.

Everything vanished, the fierce wind howled, and a new life began again.

If someone could transcend the six realms, at this moment, they would see a cold and sinister aura also entering the clouds, crossing time, returning to the initial encounter together.

* Her head spun for a moment, and Tang Muxi knew she was about to be reborn again, because only at this moment could she have the autonomy to control her body.

In a little while, that strange power would forcibly entangle her again, leaving her no room for resistance.

Memories flashed by like a galloping horse, not just from the previous life, but mixed with vague memories of past lives.

Tang Muxi was grateful for her strong will, or she might have been lost in this sea of memories long ago.

A strong light came towards her, forcing her to close her eyes.

When the intense feeling of weightlessness subsided, the discomfort in her body had completely settled.

Tang Muxi trembled as she opened her eyes, seeing a magnificent and noble high platform building, shrouded in light mist, with gentle sunlight.

Birds chirped and frolicked on the branches, and in the distance, people came and went on the high platform, various magical treasures and mounts appearing endlessly.

This was the starting point of her countless lifetimes, a member of the thousands of sects in the spiritual cultivation world - Tianji Sect. She had witnessed the decline and destruction of many sects, and now seeing this peaceful scene once again, she was slightly stunned.

Without the scorched earth and the broken bodies under the ruins, the place truly exuded an ethereal and prosperous atmosphere, reminiscent of the aura of immortals.

Before Tang Muxi could fully come to her senses from the complex thoughts and emotions, a clear and bright voice of a young girl sounded in her ears.

"Tang Senior Sister!"

Tang Muxi subconsciously turned around and saw a pure, lovely, and lively young girl waving at her as she ran over.

Perhaps running too fast, she didn’t notice the exquisite steps half a foot high, stumbled, and exclaimed as she fell forward.

Tang Muxi instinctively reached out to support the girl, but as she touched her, she froze in place.

She realized that the power that had bound her countless times had suddenly disappeared, and her actions just now had followed her own will.

Before she could think further, Duan Yurong gasped in panic, looking up, and tightly grasped her hands, "Thank you, Tang Senior Sister..."

Tang Muxi blinked, looking at her hands being tightly held, the delicate yet slightly oppressive touch was unprecedentedly real.

Without the involuntary constraints, without the solitary confinement of a cage, she was truly free, no longer forced to commit many wrongs, able to live as she pleased, tears of joy streaming down her face.

"Tang Senior Sister?!"

Duan Yurong was startled by her sudden tears, her delicate face losing color, "What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Let me find a doctor for you."

She said, trying to run out.

Tang Muxi dared not let her leave, quickly reaching out to stop her, wiping away her tears, coughing lightly, trying to calm herself, "I’m fine, just got some sand in my eyes. What brings you here today?"

Whether it was her arms or her mouth, all movements were controlled by her will, no longer bound like a puppet, a truly wonderful feeling.

Upon hearing the question, Duan Yurong relaxed, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes but quickly disappearing.

Standing on tiptoe, she leaned close to Tang Muxi’s ear and said with a hint of grievance, "Senior Sister, the Tianji Secret Realm is about to open in three days. You said last time you would help me get the token, but there has been no news until now..."

After speaking, feeling that her purpose was too strong, she softened and pitifully tugged at Tang Muxi’s arm, "Senior Sister, you must help me. Recently, that Wang Qu guy has been harassing me again, forcing me to... be intimate with him!"

Duan Yurong’s eyes were teary, tears falling from the corners of her eyes like broken strings, her nose twitching, looking pitifully distressed, "There are many treasures in the Tianji Secret Realm. If I can’t go in and find the Bone-Cleansing Immortal Grass to remove a spiritual root, I will only be a menial disciple forever, allowing that beast to humiliate me..."

After hearing this, Tang Muxi slowly remembered this matter.

Duan Yurong had a low-grade four spiritual roots and could only be a menial disciple at Tianji Sect. She was beautiful, so she was frequently harassed by the steward Wang Qu, forced to have intimate relations with him In order to change her current situation, Duan Yurong sought out Tang Muxi, hoping she could help her obtain the token to enter the Tianji Secret Realm, get the Bone-Cleansing Immortal Grass, wash away one of her spiritual roots, and become a lower-grade Triple Spiritual Root. The Bone-Cleansing Immortal Grass is an extremely precious item.

If one were to purchase it with spirit stones, it would be considered sky-high in price, definitely not something a mere menial disciple like her could afford.

In the Tianji Sect, a lower-grade Triple Spiritual Root is just a relatively common and unremarkable spiritual root.

But it is already enough to get rid of the identity of a menial disciple and become an ordinary outer disciple.

This subtle change in status is like night and day.

No matter how arrogant Wang Qu may be, he would never dare to lay a hand on an outer disciple.

Moreover, she herself could cultivate through the Triple Spiritual Root, ensuring that she would not be bullied forever.

Normally, those who possess the token to the secret realm have considerable strength, making it difficult to snatch the token from them.

However, Tang Muxi’s senior sister, Jiang Yin, is an exception.

Jiang Yin and Tang Muxi both studied under the elder of the sect, but Jiang Yin has a lower-grade Quintuple Spiritual Root, which is considered the lowest-grade spiritual root in the cultivation world, almost no different from an ordinary person.

She was able to study under the elder because her foster father had a connection with the elder, allowing her to take a backdoor approach.

With such a slow cultivation speed due to her talent, but being an elder’s disciple, her status is noble, causing many to hold animosity towards Jiang Yin, frequently humiliating and tormenting her.

Tang Muxi couldn’t help but recall the desolate scene of her heart being pierced by a long sword not long ago, her face turning pale.

"Sister..."

Duan Yurong pouted, feeling very dissatisfied with Tang Muxi’s absent-mindedness.

But due to their identities, she didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction.

She just sniffed, hugged her arm tightly, and deliberately pressed it against her own budding chest, "Only you can save me..."

She actually didn’t care much about her body and appearance, not wanting to be with Wang Qu, but simply not seeing the benefits he could bring her.

Tang Muxi, on the other hand, is different.

She is a disciple of the sect elder, with a high-grade Heavenly Spiritual Root, just one step away from being a genius, a rare talent in the entire cultivation world.

As she grows, she will definitely become a significant figure within the Tianji Sect. If she can climb this ladder, no one will dare to bully her again, and her future will be exceptionally bright.

Thinking of this, Duan Yurong moved closer, subtly exuding the fragrance from her body.

In the past seven days, she had gone to great lengths to pick flowers for baths, all to attract Tang Muxi more.

However, her efforts were likely in vain because Tang Muxi’s mind was filled with the scene of a sword piercing her heart, leaving her with no attention to spare for Duan Yurong’s little schemes.

"Yurong junior sister..."

Tang Muxi snapped out of the dreadful memories, her face still a bit pale.

She withdrew her arm from Duan Yurong’s embrace, creating some distance, hesitating, "I understand your difficulties, I will try to think of another way to help you, but I cannot take Jiang senior sister’s token."

Not only can she not take it, but she shouldn’t even entertain the thought of offending her.

While others may not know, Tang Muxi, who has been killed countless times by Jiang Yin, knows that Jiang Yin will transform her spiritual roots into a very sinister and fierce Ghost Spiritual Root in the future, relying on absorbing moonlight and ghostly energy for cultivation.

Ruthless and domineering, she will eventually become a demon above all others.

Upon hearing Tang Muxi unexpectedly call Jiang Yin senior sister, Duan Yurong couldn’t help but panic, hastily saying, "Senior sister! Jiang Yin is a waste with a Quintuple Spiritual Root! She is not worthy of being above you. You must not be deceived by her!"

Duan Yurong was afraid that Tang Muxi would change her mind, so she tried hard to sow discord.

Tang Muxi had always disliked Jiang Yin, not liking how a waste with a Quintuple Spiritual Root could hold the title of senior sister.

She couldn’t believe that Tang Muxi would willingly submit to her.

Although she said it intentionally, most of it was also her true feelings.

Why should a waste with a Quintuple Spiritual Root, who is not even worthy of entering the sect, be an elder’s disciple, while she could only be a lowly menial worker, harassed daily by Wang Qu. This time, Jiang Yin must be brought down!

Let this waste taste her bitterness!

But before she could say a few more words, a loud reprimand suddenly exploded in her ears, the voice so loud that it even made her ears ring faintly, causing her to stagger and fall to the ground.

Duan Yurong looked up in astonishment, only to realize that Tang Muxi’s face was filled with anger without her noticing.

"Tang... senior sister?"

Tang Muxi looked at her coldly, but considering this person’s difficulties, she couldn’t bring herself to be ruthless, just advising, "Don’t say these things again in the future, especially in front of Jiang senior sister. I will find a way with the spiritual roots, and I will also ask for help from someone to deal with Wang Qu’s side. You... go back for now."

After speaking, she didn’t even look back at the person trying to stop her, hurriedly turning and leaving, leaving Duan Yurong behind with resentment in her eyes.