"Senior, I, I, I?" Ning Fuchen was shocked by the situation in his body, this was a good thing he had never imagined, every time he thought of today, it was actually realized.

So easily, it came true.

There is no ancient monk who does not have the primary goal of ascending to the Mahayana tribulation, but the difficulty of it is not a joke.

On this road to becoming immortals, no matter which corner there is, there are corpses and bones everywhere, which are all made of dripping blood, and people who walk on this road must face such a fact.

And Ning Fuchen has stepped on this beginning until now, it can be described as smooth sailing, and now it is easy to cross the realm of the tribulation that has become a dead calamity, and directly enter the Mahayana, so at this glance, it may still be the perfect cultivation of the Mahayana.

All of this is thanks to one person, this person is standing in front of him, listening to his meaning, if it weren't for Ning Fuchen's side there are still a lot of things to deal with, and even be able to reach a higher realm, what kind of means is this?

It has always been said that this person is the power of the recent immortal, but there has never been a clear concept, how terrible this power is, and now this casual action has opened Ning Fuchen's eyes.

"What you have to do now is to forget about the world behind this door and return to your world, and one day you will leave this world and go down that path, as long as you don't forget your promise to me. After the young man finished speaking, he turned his face to look at Tenglong, "You can go back too, that drop of blood is about to burn out, and everything you expected is long gone." ”

The six gods of the dragon have no owner, and the whole person seems to have lost all hope in this world, he doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know what he should do, and he doesn't even know whether he should go forward or backward.

The young man coughed softly, "Xiaomao, it's time for us to go." ”

"I suddenly remembered, I want you to carry me back. The woman who had turned into a crane suddenly spoke.

"Well, this, this. ”

"Why, can't you? Don't forget, you promised me 80 million promises, and now only 8,000 have been completed, which is more than 80 million years, don't go too far. ”

"You're embarrassed to say, last time I asked me to catch the Arowana of Fuli Pond to stew soup for you, and I almost didn't let him eat it raw for me, and ah, Ziling's Bu Tianlun, you also asked me to steal it, which one is not a dangerous event of losing my head......"

The two of them were arguing and disappeared into the vast starry sky.

Ning Fuchen stood in place, he didn't even need to judge what the intention of this person was saying, nor did he need to think about whether what he said was correct, there was only one wisest way to do it now, that is, to completely listen to his arrangement, this was definitely the most correct way.

After all, as long as what he said, to a certain extent, it can be regarded as providence.

"You ......" Ning Fuchen looked at the dragon next to him, he didn't have much understanding, the great dream of immortality was shattered, and the two of them were also wandering at the gate of immortality, and they didn't turn into smoke and dust, leaving nothing behind.

This world was originally like this, Ning Fuchen didn't know what Tenglong was plotting for, but now everything was empty, and his eternal persistence was just in vain, but he had to accept this fact.

Even if you don't accept it, it doesn't matter, Tenglong relied on the spirituality of that drop of Shenlong's true blood to keep his consciousness until now, and now that drop of true blood is about to dissipate, he will naturally come to an end.

These people, any one of them is an existence that shocks the ancient and modern, but at the last moment, they are completely no different from ordinary people, the same will have regrets, the same will have despair, and the same will have unwillingness.

The fairest thing in the world is death.

Ning Fuchen turned around and walked back from the door, no matter how unwilling Tenglong was, it could only be like this.

He also returned to the place of the burial dragon, the moment the two of them exited this door, the door disappeared, and so did the Zhaotian Spring, and they stood at the bottom of a valley, which was full of ruined scenes, corpses, and various blades and magic weapons that had long been destroyed, and would turn into ashes at the slightest touch.

Ning Fuchen didn't care about Tenglong, and left directly from the exit of the place where the dragon was buried, Tengyun didn't exist, and his parents also left, so this place of burying the dragon would have no meaning for Ning Fuchen, so he left, I'm afraid it was the best choice, as for the ending of Tenglong and his clansmen, Ning Fuchen didn't want to know,

In the peach blossom secret realm, Ning Fuchen came out of the mist, and the mist gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Ning Fuchen didn't leave immediately, he stood in place, the sun was very dazzling, he looked up at the sky, this feeling was even more intuitive.

The place where the dragon was buried disappeared like this, as for their ending, Ning Fuchen didn't care, what had to do with him there was just Teng Yun, and Teng Yun was a person who never existed, he had always been a dragon.

Since Teng Yun is gone, the place where the dragon is buried has nothing to do with Ning Fuchen.

"I can't understand it, I really can't understand it, alas. After a long time, Ning Fuchen finally withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and walked towards Jincheng.

He didn't choose to fly, he just raised his feet and took such a step, each step, but it was several kilometers, and the distance from here to Jincheng was quite a few steps away, and it no longer existed between his dozen steps.

Standing at the gate of Jincheng, he took a closer look at the city, "It seems that I have to say goodbye here." ”

Originally, when the realm was low, there were a lot of things I wanted to do, and there were many arrangements I wanted to make, but now I realized that there was no need for so many arrangements, and those things were so simple.

He walked into Jincheng and came to Jin Baiyi's room, this is the City Lord's Mansion, but not the hall, Jin Baiyi didn't expect Ning Fuchen to appear here.

As soon as the old man turned around and saw Ning Fuchen's existence, he should have been surprised why Ning Fuchen appeared here, but he didn't have this kind of doubt in his heart.

It seems that Ning Fuchen should appear in this place, and there is no abrupt feeling at all.

"......" Jin Bai was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ning Fuchen.

"I have a few words to tell you, the first Jin Lao, you have a great favor to me, and I will ensure that the Jin family has prospered here for 500 years. ”

"Second, I will leave immediately, and I will not come back after leaving this time, as long as I meet someone who can resonate with this thing in the future, treat them with courtesy, and treat them as if I were there, otherwise the five-hundred-year covenant will be over there. ”

"Third, this time I leave, the Jin family and I have nothing to do with each other, and you must not mention me again. ”

Ning Fuchen's three sentences were very decisive, not to discuss, just to inform.

After finishing speaking, Ning Fuchen disappeared into the City Lord's Mansion, and Jin Baiyi never said a word.