Chapter 55: The Return
The white dragon was triumphant, his withered white hair fluttering in the wind, and wrinkles began to climb his once ageless face, and his huge vitality in the past was like a tide, bursting the embankment.
He still had that familiar heartless smile on his face, like their first meeting on the top of a snowy mountain many years ago, but it was too ugly.
"I got it, but I may not be able to do it yet. Li Bai was speechless, he never thought that he would have a chance to live, so at this moment, when he saw the other party's pale long hair, his mood was very complicated.
The white dragon was happy, and the guilt that had tormented him for a long time in his heart finally dissipated, like a boulder falling to the ground, like a relief.
"Of course you don't have to pay it back, just because I owe you. β
"After all, Qingqiu has fallen to this step, and I am also responsible. β
Li Bai's lips moved, he didn't say anything after all, Bai Long smiled even more proudly, it was the first time he had seen this kind of expression on the face of his old friend.
"Don't be moved to tears. β
He teased, a little hoarse in his once wanton tone.
"Is it worth it?"
The voice was very soft, as if he had exhausted his strength, so Bai Long didn't hear clearly, and his hearing was also declining.
"What?"
"I ask you!Is it worth it?"
The tone of voice rose abruptly, with three points of puzzlement and seven points of anger.
The wind and snow rumbled and scattered in all directions, the long purple hair dancing wildly, and the demonic eyes with a cold murderous intent, as soon as they appeared, it was like being in the abyss of the sea of blood.
The smile on Bai Long's face was still the same, even if the other party was already furious like a lion, the terrifying sword intent had been brewing in this tomb for a hundred years, and the coexistence of sharpness and immensity became even more terrifying.
A hundred years ago, he couldn't even withstand the opponent's sword, but now that he is so weak, it is estimated that he will not even be able to make half a sword.
He didn't dare to make any more trouble, his smile was restrained, his expression was calm, and he was right.
"It's not worth it, it's just whether you want to do it or not. β
"If I don't save you, I'm afraid I'll lose my heart for the rest of my life. β
He suddenly sighed, and his mood became low: "What's the point of living like that, at least I made this choice and enjoyed the worship of the Yanhuang people for a hundred years, and it is not a loss." β
"I hesitated at first, you don't know, when the dragon lord has good wine and good food, beautiful girls to worship, and his strength can also improve by leaps and bounds, although he is a little restricted, he has to spread clouds and rain for the human race and disintegrate the drought, but after all, it is a good day. β
"It's just that it's actually quite boring after a long time like this, so I'm coming back to dig you, you see, as soon as you come out, I feel very happy. β
He spread his hands, and his dim and cloudy eyes looked at his withered hands, and he was slightly stunned, and then lowered his head after a moment.
"You see, even if it's a little old man, I think it's quite interesting. β
He forced a smile, tears streaming down his face.
The anger on Li Bai's face gradually disappeared, looking at this trembling, gray-haired, and once huge power in his body had become empty, the anger in his heart was monstrous, but he didn't know who to vent to.
The windless automatic sword qi gradually subsided, he was silent, stretched out his hand to support the trembling old man, and said after a while: "Go, I'll take you to ask for immortal medicine." β
The white dragon, who was becoming more and more old and weak at a speed visible to the naked eye, smiled weakly and wiped his nose: "It's useless, you know, I have always been greedy for life and afraid of death, so I went to many gods to ask for immortal medicine before making this decision, but there is still none." I can't even ask for that kind of immortal medicine for my dignified dragon master, so it's just a demon fox on you?"
He reluctantly patted the other party's shoulder, wiped away his tears, and forced himself to stand up: "Actually, I can live for a long time, you don't have to." β
The white fox was silent, the dragon lord was a Yanhuang totem, a genuine god, even if he was still the white lord of Qingqiu at the beginning, the divine beast of the heavenly family was never as good, let alone now.
A demon fox who has long since died in the eyes of others and can barely survive safely?
Once discovered, it is confirmed that it is the remnant of the Yellow Emperor's sword, and it will immediately attract the heavenly soldiers and gods to chase and kill it?
The anger that was suppressed gradually rose, the temperature became colder and colder, countless ice crystals condensed, he clenched the sword that was long gone, and the ice and snow converged and formed in his hands.
Just like the terrifying wooden sword that ravaged the entire Zhuolu and Qingqiu a hundred years ago, keeping countless people awake at night.
"What if I have this sword?"
The white dragon was silent, of course there was no problem, even the Yellow Emperor, who had mastered the Xuanyuan Sword and was comparable to the Heavenly Realm God Lord, could not completely kill it, otherwise he would never have been able to do this thing of stealing the sky and changing the sun.
Now in this Divine Prefecture, even if you count those secluded gods in the Immortal Mountain, except for a few existences such as the Queen Mother of the West, I am afraid that no one can really be the opponent of his old friend.
He was really strong, and after sleeping for a hundred years, his mana was not stored, but his sword intent became more and more pure.
It's just that I paid so much, and secretly I don't know how many means I have arranged, so I can complete the method of stealing the sky and changing the sun.
After a long time of brewing and waiting, it is only now that this stubborn cow is awakened, in order to make the world forget its existence and not be hunted down by the heavenly realm?
So he had a cynical smile on his face again, as if he was really calm.
"It's no fun, you're very powerful, but those gods don't give me medicine, but they really don't, you just carry a sword and kill all the gods of this mountain and that mountain, and it doesn't make any sense. β
He said categorically: "No is nothing!"
Li Bai was silent, he stared into the other party's eyes, and he just met his gaze very calmly, as if he was not lying at all.
It is true that the white dragon is afraid of death in his bones, and if there is still half a possibility, he will not be able to self-determination.
But......
He thought for a moment, looked sideways at the distance, and frowned.
"Just because they don't have it doesn't mean that others don't. β
"The Queen Mother of the West has an elixir of immortality. β
The white dragon's eyes widened, and his anger rose sharply: "You are crazy!"
Li Bai clenched the sword in his hand, released it several times and clenched it again, he had recovered his memory, remembered the Mulan he loved, and remembered his parents who worked hard to raise him, so he cherished his life even more.
And the Queen Mother of the West is the head of the fairies in the world, even among the many ancient gods, it is also one of the best existences, and its strength is by no means beyond the reach of the Heavenly Maiden, and even if the Yellow Emperor is holding the Xuanyuan Sword, he can fight with it at most.
This time, everything will be empty, and death is the most likely ending for him.
I won't see Mulan again, I won't see my parents again......
But can he watch the white dragon die like this?
No!
His hand clenched abruptly, never letting go.
Bai Long grabbed his arm, his once strong and powerful fingers were like dead wood, without the slightest strength, he stared at Li Bai's eyes, and said word by word: "If you dare to go, I will die now!"
Li Bai was stunned.
He whispered: "You won't, you are most afraid of death, I don't believe it." β
Bai Long laughed out loud and laughed heartily: "If I'm really afraid of death, how can I still have you today!?"
Li Bai's gaze gradually dimmed, he let go of the sword in his hand, the ice sword shattered, and the white dragon had a smug smile on his face, but this smile froze in the next moment.
Because at the moment when the ice sword shattered, ice ballasts covered his body one after another, instantly freezing him in an ice coffin.
The man walked away with his sleeves up, his voice cold.
"Wait for me. β
"You!" the white dragon was speechless, his life was completely frozen, frozen in this moment, as if time stood still.
......
Three days later, Li Bai was covered in blood and returned to this place, holding a splendid jade box in his hand, he broke open the ice coffin, pinched open the white dragon's mouth, and poured the immortal medicine into it.
When the white dragon opened his eyes, the wrinkles on his body gradually disappeared, but the white hair still existed, a little dazzling.
He smiled weakly and said helplessly, "You, you, have never heard me. β
His voice paused slightly, and he whispered, "How?"
"The Queen Mother of the West can't beat me. Li Bai said seriously.
The smile on Bai Long's face froze, and he suddenly burst out laughing, choking with a smile and laughing, turning into a violent cough.
"You're lying to a fool?"
Li Bai was silent, he did not tell the truth, the Queen Mother of the West was very strong, but he did not face the enemy head-on, but chose to steal, although he was later exposed and fought with the other party, but finally succeeded in bringing back the immortal medicine.
The white dragon waved his hand and stood up, although he was still weak, the foundation of the dragon clan was still there.
He said: "I can live for three years, the immortal medicine is indeed amazing, but there is no way to do it next, let's run away." β
Li Bai nodded, not surprised.
Although the immortal medicine is miraculous, it can make mortals immortal, and immortals are immortal, which can be called miraculous, but in the end it can't make up for the lack of a real god's clean essence, if the immortal medicine really has such an effect, those gods who are about to die would have gone crazy a long time ago.
After all, although the gods are long, there is still a time.
It is already his best to be able to make up for the three-year lifespan, and then I am afraid that even other magic drugs will not be able to work.
But that's all he can do, he's done his best.
......
The years of the inheritance space did not know how many times passed, and he didn't even notice the passage of time, and the years were already spring and autumn again, the grass and trees were withered, and the wind and snow covered the mountains.
The white dragon was even older, hunched over, with a long beard, and looked like his grandfather.
No one still remembers this quietly resigned dragon lord, everything has become calm, and even the divine soldiers sent by the Queen Mother of Kunlun SX to chase down the thieves have retreated.
But everything that is due will come.
The white dragon is already very weak, he is so old that he can't even walk, and no one can imagine that he was once so majestic, controlling the wind and rain, and being the supreme dragon god.
He was just leaning against a tree, like any mortal old man, but his face was very indifferent: "Bai, you have to live well in the future, don't die, you are very powerful now, as long as you don't do it, you will definitely not die." β
Li Bai nodded.
"You are very good at swordsmanship, but you lack a divine sword, you will have the opportunity to cast one yourself in the future, as long as you make up for this shortcoming, you will be free to cross the world. β
He nodded.
"When the time comes, remember to take care of my dragon sons and grandchildren, after all, we used to be friends. β
He nodded.
"Don't be cold to anyone all day long in the future, and remember to find me a younger brother and sister, blood inheritance is a big deal, otherwise I'm sorry for my ancestors." β
Li Bai was slightly stunned, and then still nodded.
"Alright, I've done explaining everything I need to give to you, and it's almost time for me to hit the road. Bai Long smiled and let out a sigh of relief, in the past few years, he had already looked at death indifferently.
Li Bai still nodded, he had never heard Bailong's words before, now he wanted to hear it, he wanted to nod a few more times, but there was no chance.
As the old withered hand slipped feebly from his hand, he suddenly clenched his fists, and his sword qi roared, almost slashing Cangshan.
He sat on the ground stunned, tears streaming down his face, his nails embedded in his palms, blood dripping from his hands.
With the death of the white dragon, the system prompt sound that had been absent for many years finally sounded.
Congratulations to your chosen one, you have successfully accepted the inheritance of the Millennium Fox skin, and you will receive the Qingqiu Demon Fox bloodline with S-rank quality.
The nature of your true element has been changed, and you have entered the Tao from a demon, and your cultivation has increased by fifty years.
Your lifespan will be greatly blessed, and you will not be constrained by cultivation, and you will have a base lifespan of 3,000 years.
You have received the blessing of the Divine Beast's Mandate, and your luck has increased slightly.
.......
The death of the white dragon was something they had long anticipated.
The immortal pill can increase his longevity by three years, and if it is said to be three years, it is three years, and there is not even a one-day error.
He thought that he could become calm, and he had been hiding for three years, and he had finally waited for this day, but it seemed that when the ending really came, he still couldn't help but feel a little sad.
In fact, Bai Long was very proud before he died, because he thought that he had succeeded in changing his life against the sky, and had done what the white fox had not done even if he died, and since then, he has long thought that the great god with outstanding wisdom and strict layout has pointed fingers at Li Bai's escape.
Only Li Bai himself knew that according to the trajectory of fate, the white fox should not have died in Qingqiu. Perhaps his own death can be regarded as truly beyond the scope of fate, and he changed his life against the sky......
I remember that in reality, the most vulgar part of the novel in the past few years is to change your life against the sky, as if yelling at the sky, shouting what a thief, God, your mother has blown up!
It's actually all.
If you want to go against the sky, there is no possibility at all without paying the same price.
But that's not called going against the sky, it's called exactlyβexchange.
The white dragon is dead, he lives, that's all.
However, the bloodline of the people of Qingqiu has been passed down, and with the passage of time, they will breed a strong race, maybe they will revive Qingqiu and clean up the souls that surround it all year round, or maybe they will be squeezed and extinct by humans, but after all, it is none of his business.
What he should do as the lord of Qingqiu Bai has been completed, and he will still be the same Li Bai from now on.
He buried the body of the white dragon in an unknown barren mountain, and erected an immortal tombstone with his most powerful sword intent, Best Friend Xin.
Teleportation begins.
Li Bai opened his eyes, and all the experiences of a thousand years were circulating, but they were quickly suppressed.
He was feeling tired.
There were too many memories crammed into his mind, and the knowledge in them simply accounted for the vast majority, and he kept very little of the other irrelevant memories and feelings.
This is a good thing, otherwise he feels that he is afraid that he will give birth to a third personality, and if he exchanges a phoenix or something like that in the future, he will be able to play mahjong in a group of four.
He looked around.
Time was still frozen in the moment he left, as if nothing had changed.
He closed his eyes, and the power of his blood gradually emerged, and he turned into a snow-white fox, curled up on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.