Immortal cultivators spend their lives aiming to become immortals and pursuing the avenue they do.

However, since ancient times, there have been a few people who have truly understood the true meaning of becoming immortals, and a few people who can know what the word immortal represents before eternity.

Relaxed, happy, or restrained, always controlled! Or, for the sake of that ethereal name, cut off family ties, cut off friendships, cut off everything.

Such an immortal, such a god, even if it is done, even if it gets the world, even if it gets everything, what is the point?

won the world, but lost her, lost home, and lost everything.

Such a world, such an immortal, Mu Bai would never want it!

The existence of obsession is the best evidence to prove that he is still alive, and it also makes him always understand that he is still a person, a person of flesh and blood, even if he soars to the fairy world in the future, even if he becomes a saint, he will not cut off his obsession.

Even in the future, if he can't become an immortal and become holy because he can't cut off his obsessions, he won't feel regretful, lost, and regretful.

At the top of the gourd peak, he stared at the jumping picture on the magic stone, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and the figure of the dark dragon appeared in his mind.

That is a peerless powerhouse, a man who is for love, a man who does not cut off love and does not forget his grandmother, he has survived for eternity, fighting against the heavenly calamity and the way of heaven again and again.

He wants to become an immortal, and he has to keep his obsession!

Who is his obsession? Naturally, it is the grandmother in the secluded bamboo forest.

How many years have passed, and I don't know if the dark dragon has become an immortal at this moment, whether he has fought the Heavenly Tribulation, whether he has fought the Heavenly Dao, or whether he has succumbed to the Heavenly Dao and cut off his obsession......

What happened to the Dark Dragon, Mu Bai couldn't know, because since he left the Legend of the New White Lady World, he had never entered the Netherworld Fantasy Realm.

"Daddy!" Mu Xiaoyu tilted his little head, looked at Mu Bai with puzzled eyes, and asked puzzledly: "He, why did he kill his son?"

Mu Bai shook his head, nodded again, hugged Mu Xiaofu, stroked his hair, and said: "He is chasing his immortal way, the kind of immortal path that is ruthless and ruthless, and has no desire and no desire." ”

"Daddy, will you also pursue that kind of immortal path?" asked Mu Xiaofu.

Mu Bai laughed and said: "Don't worry, my father has a lot of obsessions in his life, from small particle obsessions to Taishan obsessions, I won't cut off even one of them!"

As he spoke, the god moved, and he sacrificed the sword of obsession.

"Wow!"

Mu Xiaoyu exclaimed, broke free from Mu Bai's arms, rushed into the air, circled around the sword of obsession, looked at the picture inside and asked, "Daddy, who is this?"

"Oh, Daddy, what is this? Is it some magic weapon? Why are there still people fighting in there? ”

"Daddy, who is this couple? They look like Daddy. ”

"Daddy, this woman who has transformed into a green snake is so beautiful. ”

"Wow, there's a cute white fox too. Daddy, look, she's smiling at me, still calling Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian. ”

……

Mu Xiaobury looked at the patterns of the sword of obsession, and kept talking, seducing Mu Bai's infinite memories.

I thought of my parents in modern society, my relatives and friends in modern society, everything in Wuguo, Xiaoqing, Xiaoqian, Hu Meiniang......

Smiling, my heart is full of sweetness.

This kind of laughter is heartfelt, sweet, and happy.

Obsession becomes a sword, and what is recorded on it is everything that Mu Bai wants to keep. It is precisely for this reason that over the years, he has never used this sword formed by obsession. Because he couldn't bear to look at the individual figure on it, fighting for himself, and even becoming fragmented in battle.

That's his memory, and it's everything he once was.

"Daddy, what is this?" Mu Xiaobury had already flown over the tip of the Sword of Obsession at some point, and was floating in the air at the moment, raising his pink little hand and pointing at a hazy shadow at the tip of the sword.

Mu Bai was pulled back from his memories by Mu Xiaoburi's words, and looked up.

The Sword of Obsession is located in the air at the top of the gourd peak, like an optimus pillar, indescribably powerful.

The picture on it is continuous, and there are memories of Mu Bai to the present Lord's life.

Miraculously, the tip of the Sword of Obsession was unusually hazy, like a cloud of fog, and like a piece of chaos.

It was dim, and I could only see that it was a shadow person, the shadow of a person, but I couldn't tell who it was, and I couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

This is a peculiar phenomenon, a phenomenon that even Mu Bai was surprised by.

What is the sword of obsession? It is born from his obsession, and it is conjured up. It is precisely because of this that everything on it is Mu Bai's memory, a person or thing closely related to him.

But what is the shadow on the tip of this sword? What is it? Is it his obsession?

Mu Xiaoyu tilted his little head, looked at the shadow strangely, then looked at Mu Bai, and muttered: "Strange, how is this shadow somewhat familiar, how do I feel that I have seen it somewhere?"

"Have you seen it?" Mu Bai was shocked when he heard the former's words, his body moved, he swept up in the air, came to Mu Xiaoburi's side, and asked, "Where have you seen it?"

Mu Xiaoyu looked at Mu Bai with a blank face, and exclaimed: "This is Daddy's sword of obsession, don't you know who the shadow on the tip of this sword is?"

Mu Bai originally asked Mu Xiaofu, but at this moment, he was asked by the latter's words. Stay in the air, gazing deeply at the tip of the sword, thinking back to what he had been through.

However, no matter what he thought, he could not recall anyone or anything that could coincide with this shadow.

Stand in the air and rack your brains!

"Daddy, daddy!" I don't know when, Mu Xiaoburi ran out of Mu Bai's arms, and was standing under the hazy shadow at this moment.

It was the tip of the Sword of Obsession, and it was closely connected to the hazy shadow.

Mu Bai was taken aback and should go to the prestige.

Mu Xiaofu stood under the hazy shadow, pointed to the connection, and exclaimed, "Look, this is also a hazy mess." ”

Yes!

This time, it was Mu Bai's turn to exclaim, he didn't believe Mu Xiaoburi's words, his body moved, came to the latter's location, and looked intently.

At a glance, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Yes, there was a haze beneath the tip of the sword, and it was even more indistinct than the tip of the sword.

If the tip of the sword looks like the shadow of a person, then the bottom of the tip of the sword is completely hazy and chaotic.

And this mass is still very large, already exceeding the hazy shadow of the tip of the sword.

What is recorded in this group? What is his obsession? How can it be like this?

Mu Bai looked at the hazy place in a daze, his face full of doubt, unable to believe, and muttered: "Could it be that I have begun to cut off my obsessions on my own? Could it be that these obsessions have been cut off by me invisibly?"

"No, no, I've never given up any obsession, let alone cut anything, how could the tip of this sword of obsession become like this?"

Mu Bai patted his head, carefully thinking about everything when the Sword of Obsession was formed.

However, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't come up with what the tip of the sword looked like at that time.

"Daddy!" Mu Xiaobury must have been the spirit of the burial god, although he had not done any great cultivation, but his knowledge was naturally extraordinary. At this moment, he called Mu Bai lightly, and his pink face showed a solemn color, and he said in a deep voice: "In the life of a monk, he will only cut off his obsession when he needs to ascend to the immortal realm, and my father not only did not ascend to the immortal realm, but he even looked down on the existence of the immortal realm, so how could he cut off his obsession." ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and continued: "Daddy's obsession is so deep that it is the only one among the hundreds of millions of monks I have come into contact with in my small burial center. The existence of such obsessions is impossible to cut off at all! Even if my father wants to cut off these obsessions one day, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it. Therefore, this hazy place and that hazy shadow are by no means the obsession that Daddy cut off. ”

Taking a deep breath, his body moved, he came to Mu Bai's arms, and said: "What's more, once the obsession is cut off, there will not even be a trace of breath left, let alone a shadow! ”

Hearing Mu Xiaoburi's words, Mu Bai focused on his head, and knew in his heart that what the former said was true, but he was still puzzled in his heart, and said: "That being said, what is the obsession of this sword tip? Why can't I remember? Could it be that there is something wrong with my memory, or maybe there is something wrong with my obsession." ”

"This ......" Mu Xiaofu frowned tightly, pursed his petite lips, and stared at the hazy place of the Sword of Obsession, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mu Bai also stared, his chaotic thoughts tumbling in his mind, not knowing what to think.

Scenes of the past began to come to mind, and the shadow of a person began to appear in front of me......

That year, he stepped into kindergarten and began his learning journey.

That year, after he graduated, he became an otaku and a master hunter.

That year, because of the explosion of the TV, he crossed over.

That year, Wu Guomu Mansion, he was a blockbuster.

That year, he stepped into the Purple Qi Sect and became a miscellaneous servant of the Purple Qi Sect.

That year......

"Ah!" Suddenly, Mu Xiaoyu exclaimed, looking at Mu Bai in horror, and somehow turned pale with fright.

"Little burial, small burial!" Mu Bai was startled, patted Mu Xiaofu gently, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, Dad, Dad......" Mu Xiaobury's eyes were full of horror, staring at Mu Bai, as if he was looking at a monster, and said in horror: "Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu has a guess, a bold guess." ”

"What speculation?" Mu Bai had already faintly sensed something bad, even a fool could see from Mu Xiaoyi's frightened appearance at this moment that there must be something wrong here.

Sure enough, Mu Xiaoburi's next words shocked Mu Bai on the spot, and he couldn't believe it at all.