The dawn of dawn rises in the east.

The darkness was dispelled, and the heart-warming morning glow fell on the mountains, rivers, and worlds, but the sunshine that should have been warm was sad at this moment, and the hidden sadness was removed, revealed, and scarred.

"Thank you."

Looking at that ray of early morning light, King Ann muttered.

Look at the darkness that is fading away.

There is a thousand reluctances in his heart, not to the darkness, but to the one who walks towards the darkness alone.

"The dark road is long, may the son triumph all the way."

The sound is like a waking bell, and all the princes and princes of Tianshu Pass shouted together, shaking Cangyu roaring, the earth trembled, and the heavenly city gate shook.

Every prince is bent down, performed the most precious gift, and bowed to the ground.

When the darkness disappears, people understand the meaning.

Emperor Qingxuan walked into darkness and never saw him again.

And so it is with him.

"The dark road is long, may the son triumph all the way."

The people of Tianshu Pass went up to the old and down to the young, and both men and women shouted, and the sound resounded through this dawn, and the heavens and the earth shook for it.

This moment.

The eyes of the people and powerhouses in the Great Qin Dynasty were all staring in this direction.

Listening to the distant sounds, the light in his eyes flickered.

There were strong people in the cities in the territory of Great Qin who stood up and bowed down to the side of Tianshu Pass in front of thousands of Great Qin people.

The strong bow down.

This made the Great Qin people not understand why, but when they thought of the darkness and the soldiers who guarded the city, they should worship in a reasonable way.

The Great Qin Dynasty went up and down, up to the lord of the dynasty, down to the common people, all bowed down in that direction.

The people don't know who they are worshipping this time, they only think that they are thanking the soldiers before the fight, and only the strong people understand who they are worshipping this time, the soldiers, and the son.

Imperial City, Hospitality Inn.

The darkness departed, and the trees fell dead leaves and swirled in the wind.

In the Hospitable Inn, Steward Zhang stood in the backyard like a dead old man, his clothes ruffled by the early morning wind, and a few strands of pale silver hair swayed in the air.

His eyes snapped open.

His eyes looked at the place where Tianshu Pass was, and his gray and cloudy eyes saw the white clouds floating in the blue sky, and Daqin bowed down one by one, drawing a picture, which was a picture of gratitude.

The scene in his eyes is not as vigorous as imagined, and it is not earth-shattering.

There is only a simple thank you and kowtow, which seems so simple but so unforgettable, like a soft song that cannot be sung, gently, lightly, softly, and poignantly......

Yan Wu's shoulders trembled, and his upper and lower teeth clenched.

"Didn't you say you'd come back?"

He stood where he was, unwilling to leave for a long time, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Flying Immortal Dynasty.

The strong men within looked into the distance, their eyes were dark, and no one could know what was going on in their hearts.

The Flying Immortal Emperor Lord looked in the direction of Tianshu Pass.

He thought of the scenery of the mountains and rivers, the mountains were not high, the water was not deep, but it was quiet and quiet, and the plants and trees were fragrant.

"That's where he was buried."

A whispered voice melted into the air.

I wanted to kill Fang Xuan in every possible way, but I didn't expect ...... He'll end up like this.

For some reason, a heavy burden fell in the heart of the Flying Immortal Emperor Lord, and he let go out with a long breath.

A pair of scorching sun eyes shimmered with a ghostly light.

It was only now that the emperor understood that the pressure that the seemingly young man had put on him was too great.

Unconsciously, it was the master of the Divine Dynasty who was overwhelmed.

That kind of invisible pressure, it wasn't until Fang Xuan died that the emperor realized it.

Nandou Dynasty.

"Is it just dead?" Ning Yuxuan, the saint, was actually in a trance at this moment, and felt that it was unreal.

Look out at the sky.

Many princes in the Starry Sky Palace had joy on their faces.

To be honest, they were really scared.

Afraid that the man in white will come back, his mystery really makes these princes who are in charge of the life and death of thousands of people frightened.

this day.

The ruined wasteland shook and shook.

When the vigil came, Childe struck in white to block the invasion of darkness, which was brilliant and sad.

The whole world was in an uproar because of him.

Those who knew Fang Xuan felt incredible, and the question that had been haunting their minds for a long time once again surfaced in their minds.

Who the hell is he.

What kind of force does it take to have such a character?

What he does is more mythical than mythical, almost dreamy, plausible.

"Constantly creating miracles, unrepeatable achievements, destined to shake the past and the present, even death is also a hundred years of history, sung through the ages."

"He doesn't belong to any force, maybe we all understand it wrong, such a person may exist in itself is a kind of brilliance, he ...... Is it an immortal? ”

There are also people who don't know who are inquiring about Fang Xuan.

The darkness came, the darkness outside together with every living being's gathering place, Fang Xuan's figure was seen by the living beings, everyone knew it, and the unknown wanted to know who the white-clothed man was.

Is it the emperor?

Which emperor is it from the past and present?

People want to sing their praises.

Every intelligent creature in the world is talking about that child.

Dressed in white, with his head hanging from the old milk can, he broke into the darkness alone, no different from the Qingxuan Ancient Emperor, suppressed the vigil, and returned to the world.

Fang Xuan's name spread all over the world.

Those who learned of his deeds could not keep their mouths open for a long time.

"Is it the reincarnation of the emperor or the emperor?"

"There has never been a saying that the emperor was reincarnated, I think he is a disciple of the emperor who was stopped by the emperor, or the emperor's own son, who has survived to this era and blooms brilliantly."

"Against the sky, his deeds were not in ancient times, will there be in the future? I don't think so. ”

People were all telling about Fang Xuan's strength, shocked by his presence.

There are also countless people who have left a sense of pity after admiration.

"Such a character, if you give people time, the invincibility of Dihong, Qiantu, and Annihilation will continue again, and we will witness the fourth invincibility, and the other invincibility."

"It's a pity...... Heaven is unfair, God is jealous of talents. ”

Fang Xuan's deeds made people feel stunned, and they also made people sigh.

The whole world was talking about him.

Most of them were stunned.

They didn't think one thing through.

"Is he an emperor, an emperor? There is no doubt that he has the power of an evangelist to fight against darkness, but what should be said about him when later generations describe him? ”

"Emperor? Emperor? However, he does not seem to be a true enlightener, and I heard that his cultivation has only reached the Gate of Xuanqi. ”

Whenever it comes to this, there is silence.

And at this time, someone told a piece of news.

"It seems that the Great Qin Dynasty intends to spend the price to bring back the dark and lonely white-clothed son."

"Really? Aren't you afraid of futility? ”

"What the Qingxuan Ancient Sect did in the past is the best illustration, they once consumed most of the essence just to communicate with the Qingxuan Ancient Emperor who entered the darkness, and finally failed, almost didn't catch his breath, and finally sealed the realm, and it took thousands of years to recover from seclusion."

"Da Qin must be crazy, they are embattled and still doing this?"

A few days passed.

The Empress's Palace.

"Fang Xuan." Jiang drank the moon and looked at the moon and murmured.

She cried and wept that day, and she had never been like that since she was born.

Fang Xuan embarked on the path of the Qingxuan Ancient Emperor, conquering the darkness, she missed countless classics, without exception, the result was to point to one point, no help, no rescue.

"Yue'er."

Su Nanzhen walked into the boudoir and called softly.

"Mother." Jiang Yinyue turned around, and at some point, there were two tear stains on the blown-up face, and the tears slipped down.

I don't know when she looked at the moon and cried, at this moment, she was not like the palace master in charge of the Holy Land of the First Palace, but a weak woman, out of proportion, her eyes were misty.

"Heal well." Su Nanzhen didn't say anything else, and patted Jiang Yinyue on the shoulder.

Jiang Yinyue was injured in resisting the vigil and is now recuperating.

"Hmm."

Jiang Yinyue responded.

She entered pranayama, and only then could she forget it for a short time.

Looking at herself, a disciple who regarded herself as a daughter, Sunan Zhen was silent for a long time, she shook her head lightly, and slowly sat aside.

Any consolation of words is pale.

Su Nanzhen looked at a piece of jade on the table, which was given to Jiang Yuyue by Fang Xuan.

"Is he really dead?"

She was still in a bit of a trance, and that person was dead.

……

Xiling Holy Land, Huating on the shore of a small lake.

The arrogant and cold Yao Ji sat cross-legged in it to heal her wounds, she had no joy or sorrow, she had been quiet since that day, as if it was not Fang Xuan who died, or Fang Xuan's death did not make her shake in the slightest.

The aura on her body was even higher than before, and the Divine Fire Realm went farther and farther.

An elder came over to report on the recent situation.

Yao Ji opened her eyes.

After Elder Cai Ningxue finished the report, a cold voice came from his ears.

"Take out the magic medicine to save people, at all costs, those who pay for the holy land should do their best to save ......"

"Yes." Listening to the orderly orders, Elder Cai Ningxue nodded.

She turned and left.

He just stopped after a few steps and looked back at Yaoji.

"Is there anything else that Elder Ning Xue has to do?"

Yao Ji spoke lightly and looked at Elder Cai Ningxue with clear eyes.

Hear the words.

Elder Cai Ningxue shook her head, "The old body remembered something and disturbed the Holy Lord. ”

After an apology, she left.

In her heart, Elder Cai Ningxue felt ...... The Holy Lord seemed colder than ever.

Is it a delusion?

Cai Ningxue whispered, shook her head slightly and walked into the distance.

……

Time passed.

Tu Sinan had a dream, and in the dream......

In the low mountains outside the pass, the grass is desolate, the trees are green, the petals of the flowers are shining with a few tears, the sky is blue, deep and high.

Secluded and peaceful.

A few white clouds flutter, and the breeze blows with coolness and comfort.

It was a small hill.

He sat there, dressed in white as always, spotless, like a fairy and more like a human, a strange son of the world.

This seems to be the burial place he chose for himself.

He looked at Tu Sinan.

The figure gradually dimmed, and when his life came to an end, the oil ran out, his eyes lost color, and the blood on his face gradually faded.

"Nope."

Tu Sinan strode forward and grabbed at him, a heart-rending sound coming from his throat.

The next moment.

Tu Sinan on the couch sat up, sweat on his forehead.

"Did you dream of him again?" Yan Wu walked in from outside the door, and he heard Tu Sinan's dream words, anxious and painful voice.

Tu Sinan looked at Yan Wu.

"I saw him." Tu Sinan recalled the shattered dream, Fang Xuan had already closed his eyes, and lay lifeless in the dry mountain.

Didn't go on.

Tu Sinan got up and washed up habitually.

As he washed, he said, "How are you preparing?" ”

Hearing this, Yan didn't speak.

He knew what Tu Sinan was talking about, the Great Qin Dynasty was ready to try to recall Fang Xuan, just like the actions of the Qingxuan Ancient Kingdom.

"Spring and autumn, he's coming."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Tu Sinan's face was stunned.

How did Spring and Autumn come?

It's just that this doubt didn't exist for long, and Tu Sinan thought of the reason.

Xia Chunqiu is planning to use the imperial spirit.

As the lord of the dynasty, he has the blessing of the imperial spirit, and even if his realm is low, he can also kill the immortals.

His arrival was to use the imperial qi as a price to strengthen the possibility of recalling Fang Xuan.

The outside world is rumors.

The Great Qin Dynasty wanted to use the essence to recall Fang Xuan, this is not a rumor but a fact.

"I'm going to see Chunqiu." Tu Sinan spoke up.

Yan Wu nodded.

He came here to talk to Tu Sinan about it and go over with Tu Sinan.

This time, Yan Wu also asked people to bring some things from home, a humanoid magic medicine! A saint's bone!

Inside the Tianshu Pass.

Summer and spring are coming, and the kings are waiting to greet them.

"You are the pillars of my Great Qin, so you don't need to be polite." Xia Chunqiu spoke out.

He stood in the middle of the main mansion of the Guannai, looking into the distance.

Fang Xuan's death attracted a lot of attention, and it also caused many powerful monks and celebrities to cross the void and come to the Great Qin Tianshu Pass.

Not for anything else, just to worship Fang Xuan.

Sounds can be heard from time to time outside the gate.

"The hall master of the Xuandian Hall has arrived."

"The patriarch of the Silkworm God Clan has arrived."

"The Prince of the Flame Kingdom has arrived!"

"Miaoling Mountain, Xuantian Dao people have arrived."

"Great Elder Ma Zong has arrived!"

"The Jin family patriarch and the three patriarchs have arrived!"

……

The earth outside the Tianshu Pass is about to be trampled to rot, and the endless stream of monks wants to see the white-clothed man.

Although people knew that he didn't leave any traces, he still came, as if he wanted to feel the environment for himself, the only pity was that his breath was not exposed at all, and he couldn't feel the vast emperor's breath.

"Someone from the Qingxuan Ancient Sect said they were willing to help us." King An said to Xia Chunqiu.

Xia Chunqiu nodded slightly, he had expected it.

Fang Xuan's practice is too similar to the Qingxuan Ancient Emperor, the vigil day walked into the darkness, conquered the darkness, and never returned, this is the eternal pain of the Qingxuan Ancient Sect, for Fang Xuan, from that moment on, they admired it from the bottom of their hearts, and even if Fang Xuan was still alive, as long as he was willing, the Qingxuan Ancient Sect was willing to invite him as an offering in the highest standard way, as a fellow door.

"In the future, if we need anything, they will be willing to help."

King An spoke again, and after a pause, his words rang out again, "Qingxuan Ancient Sect thinks that since Mr. Fang is helping us in Great Qin, they can't help us. ”

Listen to this sentence.

Xia Chunqiu sat in the first place, did not speak, and his eyes flashed.

He looked out the door at the sky, at the white clouds.

"Is this also in your calculations......" Xia Chunqiu muttered in his heart.

Then he shook his head slightly.

"We tried in every possible way to bring in a neutral Qingxuan Ancient Sect to stand in line, but we didn't expect it to be done in such a way."

A faint voice came out of Xia Chunqiu's mouth, there was no joy, only a kind of tiredness, a kind of chokeness.

"Is there anything else to play?"

Xia Chunqiu said again.

Over there, the only female prince spoke.

"Mr. Fang's disciples, they don't want us to erect a clothed tomb." She sighed, several times the soldiers who fought in the Great Qin Tianshu Pass wanted to set up a simple monument to pay tribute to Mr. Fang, but An Anran refused to let him, saying that Fang Xuan was not dead.

He even kicked and smashed stone monuments and smashed half-built cemeteries.

"Master will not die."

"Master is not dead."

An Anran opened his mouth at the same time, like a fairy of heaven and earth, pink and fair, with a small mouth and a bright water, and his big eyes flashed with affirmation.

Every time I think of this day, I am silent......

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Trick the corpse to QAQ, said that it was going to be updated, and suddenly came to the inspiration to write, and it is still a 4,000-word chapter.