The world is snowing one after another, the cold is unexpectedly steep, Pingxiang under the view of Qingcheng ushered in the annual lantern festival, there are many red cloth strips hanging on the trees on the street, and all kinds of goods are placed on both sides of the road, which seems to be very lively.

Thirty-eight heavens, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the bright moon hangs high, the trees are glorious and the flowers are luxuriant, full of tranquility and peace, giving people a kind of distant Zen.

At this time, the door of the Three Realms of Desire, **, and Wu** was open, and Wanyan and Tiandao incarnated in simple gray robes, handsome men with handsome faces stood opposite each other in the center of the gates, and the two looked at each other indifferently, and were silent for a long time.

After a long while, the man in the gray robe took the lead in speaking: "Peach Immortal, the power of the Twelve Rank Pure World Blue Lotus in your body has not yet been conceived, so you are in such a hurry to deal with me, although the faith of all beings has been extinguished, but you are still not my opponent, you look up at the sky, maybe you will understand!"

Wanyan pursed her lips, she looked up at the sky, and found that the bright moon was hanging high, the sky was full of brilliant stars, and the aura poured down was richer than any party in the Three Realms, she thought to herself that the Heavenly Dao had existed for a long time, and she understood everything.

After being stunned for a while, Wanyan smiled, she smiled very brightly and informally.

After a long while, Wanyan said coldly: "I haven't tried, how do I know if I will fail, I haven't struggled, how can I understand whether I will have it, Heng Gu is in a hurry, I have lived for endless years, tired, tired, I don't want to live like this anymore, today we will compete, I will not easily admit defeat!"

The man in the gray robe said: "Since the beginning of the birth of the universe, I have just opened my spiritual sense, gradually become sane, and since I have spent a long time, I have never fought with anyone, I have strangled all people or things that can affect my status in the cradle, but your paranoia, your madness, have deeply moved me, you are a worthy opponent, I will fulfill your little wish today!"

Wan Yan stopped talking, and her body turned into a burst of peach blossom petals, carrying the power of the Twelve Pure World Blue Lotus, and the endless power of space swept towards the man in the gray simple robe.

In an instant, where Wan Yan passed, the void shattered, the blue light was brilliant, and she rushed towards the gray-robed man with the power of destroying the world, as if to tear him to pieces and turn him into powder.

In the face of Wanyan's fierce offensive, the man in the gray robe just waved his sleeves slightly, hundreds of millions of stars were shining, quiet and far-reaching, the changes were mysterious, and the irregular power to find met Wanyan, her body was instantly shattered, annihilated, and turned into a seed that fell down to the thirty-eight heavens.

At this moment, a group of old men dressed in simple clothes and calm faces, wearing Taoist robes, stepped on the void and galloped from other star fields to the side of the gray-robed man.

The man in the robe looked at the old men and said, "Now that the Three Realms are in ruins, there is no order at all, just come back, I should also go and take a look around!"

With that, the figure of the gray-robed man collapsed, turning into a little starlight across the starry sky and flying towards the vast other star fields.

All the pre-Qin Qi cultivators glanced at each other, and one by one they turned into a streamer and galloped towards the human realm, they would reorganize the human realm and establish a cultivation kingdom in the human realm.

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At dusk, the sky was snowing, clumps and clusters, very surging, very clear, fluttering, falling, with an inexplicable sadness.

A seed slowly fell to the courtyard of Qingchengguan in the cold wind, and as soon as it fell to the ground, it couldn't wait to take root and sprout, and bloomed a delicate peach blossom.

Yang Huaiping, who was painting at his desk in the meditation room, got up and walked out of the meditation room after smelling the fragrance of flowers in the air.

When Yang Huaiping saw the brilliant peach blossom trees in the Taoist temple courtyard at dusk, for a moment, his body stayed directly in place.

In a trance, Yang Huaiping heard the words that were still in his ears again, "Son, you take me to the temple fair to see the lanterns!"

At this time, Hu Yuxuan walked out of the meditation room, she glanced at the peach blossom tree with complicated eyes, and then put on a coat for Yang Huaiping, and said in a low voice: "It's cold outside, why don't you go back to the house!"

Yang Huaiping's tone was choked, unable to say a word, after a long time, he handed the coat on his body to Hu Yuxuan, and said calmly: "I heard that Pingxiang has a lantern festival, I want to go over and take a turn!"

Hu Yuxuan took the coat and looked at Yang Huaiping affectionately and said, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need, I'll do it alone!" Yang Huaiping paced to the peach blossom tree, his fingers trembled slightly, and he broke off a peach blossom, and walked out of Qingcheng Temple very calmly.

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Walking farther and farther away, Yang Huaiping took the brilliant peach branches, left a lot of solid footprints in the clear snow, crossed a quaint stone arch bridge, and came to the antique Pingxiang Lantern Festival.

At this time, the streets of Pingxiang are full of people, there are a dazzling array of goods, there are also river lanterns, performing Qin dialect, singing small songs, dancing god whips, paper-cutting, embroidery, shadow puppets and other performance programs, which seem to be very lively.

Yang Huaiping took the peach blossom in his hand and walked into the crowd of traffic, no one found him, and no one could touch the peach blossom in his hand.

The snow in the sky kept falling, cold, lonely, as if telling an indescribable sadness.

Yang Huai walked calmly and silently on the noisy and lively streets, stopping in front of each stall and staying for a long time before leaving.

Unconsciously, the night condensed into black, the street market of the lantern festival in Pingxiang was lit up and became brightly lit, Yang Huaiping walked to a tree with many red cloth strips and stopped, he squatted down and sat down against the tree, looking at the bustling and lively crowd with distant eyes, and muttered.

"Peach Fairy, in fact, immortals are lonely, I can understand your heart, if there is fate, we will meet each other, maybe we will see each other all the time, and you have never left!"

Suddenly, all the petals of the peach blossom in Yang Huaiping's hand flew into the sky, turning into a somewhat empty appearance, but her figure was so lonely, desolate, and melancholy.

Wan Wan smiled and said calmly: "Childe, the moment I faced death, I completely understood that there are some things in this world that belong to you, that is, if you don't belong to them, don't force them, but I don't regret it, if it's fate, I hope we can still see each other!"

In an instant, Wanyan's figure turned into peach blossom petals in the sky and slowly dissipated.

In the snowy winter night, Yang Huaiping leaned under a big tree tied with red cloth strips, holding a bare peach branch in his hand, his eyes were far away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In a trance, he saw Hu Yuxuan holding a big black umbrella walking among the crowds in the market, looking around and looking around......

(End of book)