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"That's what it is...... Cause and effect?"

Seeing the last picture, Qin Xuan's mouth muttered, maybe he already knew all this, but no matter what, that know, the picture imagined in his mind was not as shocking as when he saw it with his own eyes at this moment.

After all, the man's figure and the sacrifice of the primeval clam had a strong touch in his heart, and it was a kind of ...... Shocking momentum, tearful tragedy.

"War, the war between the true realm and the true realm, destroys the starry sky, buries all living beings, and here, a person is very small, insignificant. And if you want to take the initiative and protect what you care about in your heart, then you need to make yourself strong, so strong that there is no heaven and earth to reverse your heart, and there is no sky to cover your own will. This is the purpose of cultivation. ”

At this time, Shizun's voice rang out.

Qin Xuan nodded.

At this moment, he still remembered the man's mournful roar in the sky, the heroic tears when the primeval clam gave up his body, and the desolate sound of the piano that had passed through time and space, he remembered it all, and all of this was just because it was not strong enough, not so strong that even the sky could not disobey his will, and heaven and earth could not disobey his heart.

Strong, one day, I must be strong to the point of being born and dying in my palm, thinking about being born and dying, thinking of being born and dying, and becoming my own master.

This is the voice that came out of Qin Xuan's heart when he clenched his fists, maybe this already existed in his heart, because the care in his heart made him ...... You have to protect it, even if you give it up.

"I brought you here for the teacher, just to let you see what is the real war and what is the real heroism!"

Shizun glanced at Qin Xuan and slowly spoke.

"In this world, the law of survival is the law of survival, without strength and mind, then even if you come step by step and come to a very strong level, there will be a day of destruction. The body can be destroyed, the soul can be destroyed, but the attachment in the heart, the care in the heart, no matter what the circumstances, can not be lost, only in this way, can we really go on, to the day when even the sky and stars tremble. ”

Shizun's words slowly swirled and fell on Qin Xuan's ears, Qin Xuan knew that this was Shizun teaching himself, maybe he had already understood this, but at this moment, Shizun's personal teaching made him feel a kind of warmth.

That's the love of master and apprentice, that's the meaning of the teacher.

"Okay, this is just the end of this war, for the division to take you to meet another ...... A real war!"

With a flick of his big sleeves, he rolled up Qin Xuan, and the long rainbow pierced through the air, whistling.

After the time of about a stick of incense passed, Qin Xuan was taken by the master and came to a starry sky, which was a picture in the memory of the years, at this moment it was still, but when the master stretched out his hand and looked towards the nothingness below, the silence here instantly turned into movement, as if the entire starry sky was instantly resurrected.

A tragic and tragic aura immediately swirled around Qin Xuan.

The sound of the tragic battle came from a distance, and the smell of blood made the entire sky turn red.

As it approached, Qin Xuan had an immersive feeling, the breath that came to his face made his body tremble and his mind was confused, it was a real killing monstrous, destroying all beings, and collapsing Cangyu.

This is the real war.

It's a fight between realms.

Qin Xuan tried his best to calm his mind, this was a period of time before Yanhuang Wangu, he wanted to let himself remember all this, because this was the ancestors who were spilling blood to protect and inherit the glory of the bloodline.

At this moment, he thought of the words of the other party when he was on the top of Mount Tai, when facing the Blood Devil, the battle of eternity is over......

He used to be confused, but now, he saw it, saw the tragic picture, and saw the war that was thousands of years ago.

This is a starry sky, dyed red by blood, and everywhere you look, there are dense figures, collapsed stars, broken corpses, weapons like mountains, and the heavenly rivers stained with blood, all desolate, all dilapidated.

"Kill!"

"Kill, Yan Huang has no regrets, my generation of monks, what a pity to fight!!"

"Life is a Yanhuang person, death is a Yanhuang ghost, my burning blood casts the brilliant !! of Yanhuang"

"Yan Huang has no regrets!!"

"Yan Huang has no regrets!!"

"Yan Huang has no regrets!!"

The earth-shattering roar and roar came from a distance and fell into Qin Xuan's ears, making his blood also boiling, and he unconsciously shed tears, and those tears were swayed just for the heroism of the ancestors.

He saw it.

He saw that in the starry sky, in four directions, there were four areas, one of which was full of dense bronze ancient swords levitating, and there were no less than a million people standing on it.

In another area, there were hundreds of thousands of hideous black dragons, each of which was tens of thousands of feet long, surrounded by a black aura, and there were even more vague figures standing on it, and there was a terrible roar, which shook the sky.

In another area nearby, there are countless towering mountains, which are all blood-colored, mottled with years, with all kinds of weapons inserted on them, and in front of the huge mountain, there are huge beasts locked by iron chains, exuding a monstrous evil aura.

In the remaining area, there is a blood-colored river flowing as if to cover the sky, and above the blood river, there are densely packed figures in bloody clothes sitting cross-legged, and at a glance, it is endless.

These are four directions, four areas, and four camps, locking this sky and sealing this universe.

And in the center of these four directions, there were tens of thousands of extremely large warships, the battleships looked like ancient building ships, covered with gloomy cannon muzzles, and they were full of countless figures, when he saw these people, Qin Xuan felt familiar.

He knew that the middle was the ancestor of the Yan and Huang clan thousands of years ago.

"Master!"

Qin Xuan looked at his master, he wanted to go over and take a look, who were there, even if they were probably buried in the river of those years, but he still wanted to take a look.

"Let's go!"

Shizun nodded, and the two of them roared away, for here, the two of them may just be a spectator, an outsider, or perhaps, everything here is a memory engraved in the blood of the Yanhuang clan.

Therefore, the two of them were here, even those cultivators who cultivated earth-shattering powers, they couldn't detect the two of them in the slightest, and let the two of them shuttle by, and came to the extremely huge ancient building ship in the middle.

This is an extremely brilliant building ship, the space inside is layered, it is a treasure, Qin Xuan and Shizun stepped here, and immediately felt the boiling of blood and the burning of their hearts, that is...... The ignition of the yellow blood.

The sound of the piano came from the front of the ship.

Qin Xuan walked over, and he saw a beautiful scene.

On the deck ahead, a woman in white clothes sat beside an ancient piano stand, her crystal hands, flicking on the strings, bursts of ethereal piano sounds swirling, and her soft black hair was scattered, as if she was not a human woman.

And beside this woman, there was a man standing, his posture was majestic, his black hair was light, and he was carrying a huge sword on his back, which was extremely wide, Qin Xuan saw that the sleeve of his right hand was empty.

"I see......"

Qin Xuan muttered, walked over, and walked in front of the two of them, the man's face was somewhat similar to the moon's edge, but there was a touch of vicissitudes and a touch of deep exhaustion, but in his eyes, when he looked at the woman next to him, there was a tenderness that could never be dissolved.

And the woman in white clothes, Qin Xuan couldn't help but tremble when he saw it, it was a face that made heaven and earth lose color, a beautiful face, hair like ink, and crystal hands flicking the strings, outlined together, when looking at it, it was picturesque.

Zheng!!

The woman played a song, pressed her crystal hands on the strings, slowly stood up, looked at the man next to her, her eyes showed tenderness like water, and she called softly: "Pass!"

The voice is like water, ethereal like a fairy sound, when you listen to it, it makes people's hearts flow like a fairy spring, and forget everything in the world.

The man stretched out his hand, hugged the woman in his arms, and sighed softly, "Long'er, do you complain about me?"

"Why do you say that?" the woman raised her head and looked at the man.

"Long'er, we are surrounded, there is no support, it is very likely to ......" The man spoke softly, and when he said this, he couldn't say any more, because the woman had already raised her jade hand and sealed the man's mouth.

"Guo'er, as long as I'm with you, no matter where I am, I'm willing!" the woman's hand caressed the man's face, feeling the warmth, and her eyes were full of tenderness, "Guo'er, I'm going to play another song for you, this one, I'll name it ...... Red Dust Burial!!"

"Red Dust Burial ......"

Seeing this, Qin Xuan muttered words that people couldn't hear here, and the woman sat down again, pressed her hands on the strings, and gently brushed it, and the sound of the piano swirled again.

And at the moment of the whirlwind, in all directions, the sound of fighting was heard again, the rumbling loud sound echoed in the sky, and the muzzle of the building ship shook the earth. In the distance, the bronze ancient sword was filled with brilliant light, the black dragon roared closer, the blood mountain rumbled like a mang, and the blood-colored heavenly river rolled up like a covering the sky.

It was a shocking battle.

And the sound of the woman's piano also echoed at this moment, and it slowly resounded in everyone's hearts here.

That's a song...... Bury the red dust!

The sound of the piano slowly swirled up, the woman's beautiful face was always as calm as water, her white clothes were like snow, beautiful and dusty, like a fairy with ice and jade, with the sound of the piano, in the starry sky, gradually falling snowflakes, falling into her inky hair, and gradually turning white.

"After, do you remember our agreement?" The woman's voice sounded along with the sound of the piano, falling into the ears of the man next to her, and turned into a sigh.

At this moment, his hair was gradually dyed white by snowflakes, he stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell lightly in his hand, and he glanced at it.

"In the snowstorm, we can go to the white head, and outside the snow, we can do the same, this is ...... Our Covenant ......"