However, Xiao Jiansheng couldn't grasp anything after all.

Shigong's back is still walking on the road out of the world, he walks very slowly, reluctantly, as if waiting for someone.

Xiao Jiansheng sighed deeply, without any hesitation, and chased away into the dark night sky in one breath, he passed through the realm of Haoran, and came to a completely strange place, which was very close to the sky, it was very quiet, there was no sound of the wind, the sound of the world, quiet as if dead, extremely far from the ground.

Meng Lingxiao stopped and stood there quietly, waiting for Xiao Jiansheng, the distance between the two was only ten zhang.

Xiao Jiansheng looked at the back of his master, in the face of this last ten zhang distance, he only needed to move a big step forward to come to the master, but Xiao Jiansheng really couldn't take this step, the distance between him and his master was very short, only ten zhang, but these ten zhang seemed to be as far away as thousands of mountains and thousands of seas.

He didn't dare to move, fearing that if he moved, Shigong would suddenly disappear from view.

He didn't dare to move, he was worried about seeing Shigong's face, and he was worried that the word "death" would be confirmed with his own eyes.

He wanted to convince himself that it was just a dream, and everything was fine when he woke up, however, this was not a dream after all, what was really was the back of his master, a phantom, he was dressed more carefully than usual, but his new clothes were full of holes, and his hair was neatly tied.

He wanted to shout to Shigong, don't go, but he was so distressed that he couldn't open his mouth, he didn't know how long the stalemate lasted, he suddenly found that Shigong's back was no longer so real, and it began to be illusory, Xiao Jiansheng finally mustered up the courage to cross the distance of ten zhang and block Shigong's way.

Shi Gong is still the same as usual, but his face is less friendly on weekdays, more helpless and unfamiliar, his face is very white, there is blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and the bright red blood stains are extremely dazzling by that face, Xiao Jiansheng trembled and stretched out his hand to touch Shi Gong's face, his fingertips got closer and closer, and finally passed through Shi Gong's cheek.

Xiao Jiansheng asked bitterly: "Old Mengtou, why do you want to be like this, are you willing to give up this world? Are you willing to go down to Wuji Palace? The rapeseed you sowed has taken root and sprouted, don't you just plant but not harvest?"

Meng Lingxiao looked at Xiao Jiansheng with a faint expression, without any expression on his face, and responded in a faint voice: "Master loves to be carefree, and there are many ties in the world, so it's good to do this." ”

Xiao Jiansheng shook his head and said: "Ma Xingkong is not dead, Jianshan is not flat, I don't believe you can get away with it, you are evading responsibility, I don't allow you to go, you stay here and wait for me, this road is very long and lonely, I will find you a few companions to accompany you, and let Ma Xingkong see you off." ”

Just as Xiao Jiansheng turned around, Meng Lingxiao suddenly shook his head and said: "Confused child, the strength of Ma Xingkong has reached the sky, except for the immortals who can match it, no one in the world can shake it, you better go, the farther you go, the better, go to the Dragon Clan, where is relatively safe." ”

Xiao Jiansheng shook his head and said in a low voice: "Shigong is confused, why do you want to find trouble with Ma Xingkong, why can't you wait a few days, I will be able to fuse the Nine Heavens Testament immediately......"

Meng Lingxiao smiled faintly and said: "Master is confused, not at all, Ma Xingkong at this time has merged with heaven and earth, which is equivalent to an immortal and immortal body, no one can kill him, don't go to him, take your master and them and your parents away to fly away." ”

Xiao Jiansheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, shook his head stubbornly and firmly: "No matter how strong he is, he is still a human being and not an immortal, as long as he is a human being, he may be killed." ”

Meng Lingxiao let out a long sigh and stared at Xiao Jiansheng quietly, his pale face portrayed this too complex emotion, helplessness, ridicule, reminiscence, unwillingness, and gratification, these emotions appeared on his face one by one.

At the same time, his phantom began to become transparent, as if he was going to blend into the night at any time, Xiao Jiansheng gritted his teeth tightly, and fell into deep self-blame, he couldn't keep his master, let alone change this reality, he could only watch his master leave little by little, and the pain was unspeakable.

At this moment, Meng Lingxiao suddenly stretched out a hand and slowly opened his palm, and the moment the snow-white palm unfolded, a golden aura suddenly struggled violently, as if it wanted to escape from Meng Lingxiao's palm.

Xiao Jiansheng asked in a deep voice, "Master, what is this?"

Meng Lingxiao's face showed a look of pride, and he said with a smile: "This is a wisp of origin qi from Ma Xingkong...... Actually, you're right, no one can't be killed, and Shigong thought so at the beginning......"

Xiao Jiansheng stretched out his trembling palm and controlled the unwillingness to be bound in the palm of his hand, and he suddenly felt that Ma Xingkong's origin qi weighed more than ten million catties, very heavy.

Xiao Jiansheng carefully felt this unwilling thin and strange, it was gold and not gold, it was qi and not qi, floating on the palm of his hand, and suddenly became sharp and sharp, as if it was about to penetrate into Xiao Jiansheng's body, Xiao Jiansheng sneered, quickly pulled out a trace of mental power, and directly imprisoned Ma Xingkong's origin qi completely.

Suddenly, in the dark deep sky, there seemed to be a dark voice, and the golden air mass suddenly shone with wisps of golden light, as if he had life, and issued the most severe warning to him.

Meng Lingxiao's figure became more and more empty, like a cloud of green smoke, it seemed that it only took one breath to blow it away, in order to let Shi Gong keep even one more, Xiao Jiansheng held his breath, and stood face to face with Shi Gong, carefully perceiving Shi Gong's will to stay in the world less and less.

At this moment, Meng Lingxiao said weakly: "For cultivators, the origin qi is the whole of life, the position of the origin cultivated in a lifetime is powerful, the origin is immortal, the life burns for a long time, and the origin qi is also the past of the cultivator's life, all-encompassing......"

Meng Lingxiao's voice completely dissipated, but his mouth was still moving, saying that he was unwilling and nostalgic, and Xiao Jiansheng looked at it extremely seriously

Shigong's mouth, guess what Shigong is going to say according to the mouth shape......

After about a dozen breaths, Meng Lingxiao's mouth could no longer move, Xiao Jiansheng's hot heart was suddenly startled, and then an overwhelming cold hit, and there was a wonderful desolation in the cold, this desolation turned into a mountain, into flowing water, into an omnipresent breath, and finally into a flying character, all of which floated in front of Xiao Jiansheng's eyes.

This is Meng Lingxiao's transmission of the dead wood suicide note in the Nine Heavens Testament to Xiao Jiansheng in the form of life traces, although it only has its meaning, it is the most direct teaching, and he does not need to digest and absorb it.

When all the illusions of the dead wood suicide note ended, Xiao Jiansheng looked at the light shadow belonging to Shi Gong in distraction, and let it into the night......

Xiao Jiansheng closed his eyes in pain, he felt that the night sky was too dark, black could melt all colors, encompass all colors, cover all good and evil, sorrows and joys, and cut off all painful thoughts......

At the end of the darkness is endless loneliness.

After loneliness, it is full of blood boiling.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Jiansheng slowly opened his eyes, he looked at the starry head floating in the sky like pebbles by the Shenlong Lake, the blood-like fireball appeared at the end of the sky, the world has been lit up, it is still dark here, but Xiao Jiansheng's heart is gradually brightened, he is like a heartless person walking slowly in the dark deep space, overlooking the blue ball, although his eyes can't see this, but his heart can see it really.

The hundreds of thousands of troops of the Jin Kingdom crossed the Moshan Mountains with a killing momentum.

Another hundred thousand troops in the Western Wilderness are gathering towards the Fengtian Dynasty.

In the south of Moshan, that prosperous land, people who have left their homes everywhere.

In that bustling city, in that chic courtyard, the magnolia is blooming brightly, and under a vigorous branch, a middle-aged man with gray hair slowly stretched out a hand, and finally gently stroked the quietly blooming magnolia.

The small mountain village that can be called a poor country is still so quiet, the old well is still clear, and there is no one to rely on the stone pillar in front of the small courtyard.

That barren land, that ancient castle, those two groups of people with great disparity in strength are getting closer and closer.

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Xiao Jiansheng looked at all this calmly, as if he had forgotten his own existence, and regarded himself as a part of this darkness, he watched the joys and sorrows of the world, watched the sunrise and sunset, and his body did nothing, he suddenly didn't want to return to the reality of that strife, and stay here forever.

It's just that the moment Xiao Jiansheng had this idea, he suddenly trembled slightly, and he clearly felt a hostility just now, coming from the azure ball.

At this moment, in the desolation, there is a man who is looking into the distance.

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