"The Tao is the way, the very way, who says it in the autumn of eternity.

The battle of the Beacon Smoke Xiao River rises, and the cold light is coming to report now, I am a small soldier on the battlefield, and the whole world is silent and bloody. Iron bones, ask the world, who is the hero?

Only the big dream together, ten thousand years of spring and autumn! The piano and drums sound, the iron Ge sounds, the blood splashes the sky, the sword rushes to the sky, the blood-stained rivers and mountains, the eternal lamentation, who will drink and talk happily in this world, and leave regrets. Sigh, sigh, sigh!"

A sigh and a lonely murmur, I don't know when, swirled in Qin Xuan's heart, leaving regrets, the spring and autumn of eternity, who will talk about the wine?

I don't know what kind of mood it is, Qin Xuan suddenly wanted to drink, he got drunk, in the crystal skull, he had a kind of sentimentality, I don't know if someone else infected him, or if he became someone else.

"Who is that lamenting? Why do I see a tomb in the void, a blood-stained corpse, a song singing, lamenting?"

Qin Xuan muttered, for some reason, he shed tears, it was a mood that he didn't know, the world seemed to coincide, he saw the blood-stained sky, fighting everywhere, the beginning of blood and bones, the sad picture of a life, who would save it, only he was left, looking up to the sky and sighing.

A blood-stained man, standing in the sky, full of bones and blood, the whole world is silent, you can't see old friends and relatives, you can't see the prosperity and prosperity, even the enemy is gone, blood and tears are swaying, blooming silently like fireworks in the sky.

What a sorrow and desolation it was, and it was sighed for all eternity!

"Who are you, why am I so sad?" Qin Xuan muttered, letting the tears fall, a very empty feeling swept over, making him seem to have lost his soul and joy, leaving only sorrow and sighs.

"I am a small soldier on the battlefield, a flower withers, a flower blooms, the spring and autumn of the past, the comrades-in-arms who drink and talk, only I am left, sigh in the face of the starry sky, bury myself, dream of spring and autumn, the coming of the next life, we will ...... again Drink and talk!"

The whirlwind of the voice, the loneliness of the world, the unspeakable sadness, the blood-stained figure, the silent lament in the sky, the tomb appeared, buried himself, turned into a sonorous war song, and then drank and talked happily in the next life.

"Who are you?" Qin Xuan's eyes were blurred with tears, and he muttered softly, there was a longing in his heart, he hoped that the figure in his eyes, turned around, he wanted to take a look.

For some reason, his heart was urgent, as if a secret was being hidden, about to be discovered, to appear, related to the man.

The man's figure was fading.

"Who the hell are you?" Qin Xuan shouted, his voice hoarse.

"I ...... A small soldier on the battlefield, buried himself, dreamed of the Spring and Autumn Period, and ...... in the next life Drink and talk!"

"Who are you?" Qin Xuan looked up to the sky and roared, that figure was getting farther and farther away, gradually blurring, Qin Xuan felt as if he had lost something in his heart, he knew that he must have something to do with that figure, otherwise it wouldn't be so, so sentimental and tearful, desolate through the ages.

"I ...... A small soldier on the battlefield, I just want to ...... With my comrades-in-arms...... Drink and talk ...... again."

The figure was far away, Qin Xuan shouted, becoming more and more blurred, but just when Qin Xuan was disappointed, for some reason, the vague blood-stained figure suddenly turned around and glanced at Qin Xuan.

At that glance, the sky fell apart.

"How is that possible?"

At this moment, the world is collapsing, and he ...... Seeing himself, that person, it turned out to be himself, in the distance, at a glance, Qin Xuan's heart roared, and the whole world was shattered.

"He's me, so who am I?"

Qin Xuan muttered silently.

"I ...... It's a small soldier on the battlefield, a big dream in the spring and autumn, a sigh for eternity, you ...... It's just you, when you wake up, forget everything, and only live in the world, asking for the ...... of heaven and earth A touch of truth!"

A vague figure, looking at Qin Xuan, was far away, raised his hand, and clicked the finger, the two worlds were touching.

"Boom!"

Opening the heavens and the earth, at the moment when that finger came, Qin Xuan's whole person roared instantly, and fell into a pause, and then, in an instant, the first layer of the entire ancient tomb suddenly saw hundreds of millions of wisps of light, the sky would be auspicious, the earth would surge with golden lotus, and the chaotic qi was swirling, and it was brilliant.

The whole world is recovering.

At the same time, the crystal skull bloomed with dazzling light, one by one ancient characters are blooming, like gold casting, heaven and earth are chanting, ripples are sweeping, lotus flowers are blooming, and thousands of wisps of Ruicai.

Qin Xuan, who had always sat cross-legged, seemed to outsiders that he had never moved, nor had he said anything, as if he was in a different world, but at this moment, his body suddenly exuded a dazzling light.

The golden-like ancient characters are swirling, chanting around him, the avenue is singing, the flow is overflowing, very empty and brilliant, and the reflection of Qin Xuan is extraordinary.

"Po"

Suddenly, the crystal skull made a soft sound, but then, wisps of chaotic qi surged, as if opening the heavens and the earth, spreading this world, and the entire heaven and earth were in harmony with the Dao, and the Dao sound rumbled.

With the passing of chaotic qi, patches of mountains are emerging, ancient trees are evolving, Rui beasts and fairy birds are being born in an indescribable way, and the first layer of the ancient tomb has evolved into a truly peaceful pure land in an instant.

It's a splendid place.

At this moment, Qin Xuan, but in his mind, suddenly there were a lot of scriptures, one by one ancient characters bloomed in his body, exuding light, there were gods and demons chanting, reflecting him crystal clear and clear, like a treasure jade carving, very bright.

One after another, the chaotic qi fell like a galaxy and submerged into his body, and his cultivation was growing at a visible rate, and all of this came from that finger.

"Who is that person? Did he pass on these martial arts scriptures to me?" Qin Xuan muttered, chanting ancient words one by one, making him empty and chanting, everything just now had been forgotten, or rather, it was ...... Suppressed.

Qin Xuan felt the chanting of Jingyi in his heart, and he became more thorough about his cultivation, under the turbulence of chaotic qi, everything seemed to come naturally, and he cultivated again.

And it is precisely because of this that his strength is even stronger, which is a creation that others can never seek.

"The man seems to have turned around and looked at me, but why didn't I have any image?"

Qin Xuan muttered in his heart, a little puzzled, he found that he seemed to have forgotten some memories, a very strange feeling, a vague figure, a big tomb, ten thousand years of spring and autumn, a sad ballad.

"I'm a soldier on the battlefield...... A little soldier, why isn't there the slightest image?"

Qin Xuan sighed in his heart, and then focused his attention on the meridian meaning of the body circulation.

The avenue is chanting, the wind is blowing, blowing away the traces of the years, everyone is changing, blooming with light, there are Taoist scriptures recited in the body, and the whole person becomes bright.

"Original...... This is the world we live in......"

I don't know when, a soft sigh sounded beside the holy spring, and there, two figures appeared, a middle-aged man and a young man, both of whom were extremely ordinary, looking at the crystal skull in the distance, blooming with dazzling light.

"I'm a small soldier on the battlefield, and it's hard for him!"

The young man sighed, he was Dao Ancestor Hongjun, an incarnation, and his eyes were extremely complicated at the moment, because he saw the world that others could not see, and here he was here, and he was finally confirmed.

The middle-aged man, Qin Xuan's master, also let out a long sigh.

"Yes, this world, as it was, buried itself, evolved heaven and earth, dreamed of spring and autumn, sought a truth, and waited for the next life...... Let's talk about wine again!"

"So we ...... It's so, seeing everything, I don't know why it's sad......"

The two sighed, looked at Qin Xuan in the crystal skull, and sighed with emotion.

"He's him, but he's not him, because he'...... It's already dead......"

"yes, he buried himself. ”

"I don't know how the world outside is, is it still a silence, now we can get out of his world, we have detached, the road has been found, leading to the starry sky outside!"

"The road is already under our feet. ”

The words of the two are far away, and if others are here, they may be confused, because the world in their eyes is not in the eyes of the two, and they can't see it.

"A small soldier on the battlefield, he fulfilled us and let us wake up in his 'big dream spring and autumn', although we haven't awakened the memory yet, but we owe him a great love!"

"You're already his master!"

"I said it, he, not him, he's just himself. ”

"yes, he's just himself, it turns out ...... We have long since fallen, and here we have been reborn. ”

"He buried himself and fulfilled us, and only when we get to this point can we truly transcend and seek the truth, so all this is buried in memory!"

"A small soldier on the battlefield, when it finally dissipated, at that glance, I was always sad, are we his comrades-in-arms?"

"Yes, why not?"

"Then why aren't we here, with him...... Have a good drink?"

"We have long been comrades-in-arms!"

A jade table appeared out of nothingness and landed on the earth, filled with delicacies and wine.

"A small soldier on the battlefield, this glass of wine, I salute you!"

"Maybe we didn't know each other, but we used to be comrades-in-arms and fought together, although I don't know everything yet, but this glass of wine, on behalf of the beings of heaven and earth here, respect you!"

The two raised their glasses and poured them in the direction of the crystal skull.

"A small soldier on the battlefield, you have fulfilled us, and when we transcend and walk out of the world that belongs to you, I will do my best to resurrect you, because ...... We are comrades-in-arms. ”

"I've got my share. I will tell the other comrades-in-arms that without you, we would not have been able to wake up, and Qin Xuan, he is himself, he is not you, we will figure out a way, this glass of wine, we respect you!"

A glass of wine was spilled, and the two of them said the vicissitudes of life, with unspeakable sighs, and came to this point, they had already guessed about this world, and now, it has been confirmed.

But the rest is unspeakably sad.

Because, unconsciously, they owe someone a favor, that is, someone else buried themselves and fulfilled them.