On the top of the mountain, the cold wind is howling.

Gu Hengsheng's body was already unconscious, and he didn't know how long he could last.

Gu Hengsheng just wanted to fight for the last breath and insisted on solving all this.

With a glass of fine wine in his stomach, Gu Hengsheng tasted all the flavors of life, and tasted all kinds of bitterness and bitterness in the world.

His mind kept echoing with fragments of the picture of the white-clothed fairy.

Sometimes Gu Hengsheng wonders whether he is an independent individual, or is he just a chess piece?

Gu Hengsheng was confused.

Immortals, is it really that far away?

Gu Hengsheng's soul power has reached the level of immortals, if the foundation is not damaged, and if he cultivates naturally, he will definitely be able to reach the top of the immortal path.

However, Gu Hengsheng's health was very bad and could not be repaired.

"Daddy!"

Not long after, Gu Xiujie and Li Qiurou rushed over from the land of the Hundred Kingdoms, along with Old Man Gu and others.

"Hengsheng" Old Man Gu and others thought that this world was about to collapse, and they would never see Gu Hengsheng again in this life.

When I saw Gu Hengsheng sitting on the top of the mountain with white hair, he looked even older than him, and his old tears were full of tears.

Gu Hengsheng sensed the arrival of Li Qiurou and the others, and glanced back, a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that his relatives were all safe and sound, Gu Hengsheng felt that everything he had done was worth it.

Li Qiurou and the others really wanted to go up to see Gu Hengsheng and touch Gu Hengsheng's face.

However, they all stopped, looking at it from afar, not daring to move forward.

"I don't know how long he can last, so I'll leave the last time to himself!"

Mo Yibai spoke, no one refuted, and everyone was silent.

Gu Hengsheng sat on the top of the mountain, waiting for Beigong Xin's arrival.

The surviving people looked in the direction of the floating tomb, their eyes were in awe, and some even knelt on their knees and kowtowed to thank them.

A few days later, someone came to the Floating Tomb.

The sword is alone.

Dugu Yan stood in the distance and glanced at Gu Hengsheng.

The two of them didn't say a word, and with a single look, they understood what they wanted to express in their hearts.

"If I don't die, the way of the sword will not stop."

Dugu Yan has always been practicing and has never stopped his steps.

What he wants is to pursue the pinnacle of kendo until he dies.

After Dugu Yan left this sentence, he turned around and left, not knowing where to go.

What is certain is that Dugu is chasing his own way.

Throughout the ages, all those who practice yearn for "immortals".

Now, the immortal path that has been sealed in the dust for endless years has finally been revealed, causing many monks to shake their hearts and want to worship Gu Hengsheng.

It's a pity that no one can get close to Gu Hengsheng, let alone talk about it at close range.

"Brother Gu, I'm here."

For another period of time, the hundred miles of dust of the Dust Dao Sect came by the wind, standing in the void, thousands of miles away from Gu Hengsheng.

Gu Hengsheng gave Bai Lichen a smile, as if he saw when he and Bai Lichen had just met.

At that time, Bai Lichen was still a hairy boy who had just entered the cultivation, and Gu Hengsheng was already famous in the heavens.

Bai Lichen was close to himself, and he wanted to restore the Taoist Sect.

At that time, I don't know how many people ridiculed and ridiculed, and they all thought that Bailichen was ignorant and delusional.

Later, Bailichen walked thousands of miles and realized the Tao for thousands of years.

In the end, Baili Chen surpassed the heavens, rebuilt the Dust Dao Sect, and came from all directions to congratulate, laying the foundation of the top power of the Dust Dao Sect in one fell swoop, and no one dared to bully.

"Thank you."

Bai Lichen had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth, and finally just bowed in the direction where Gu Hengsheng was.

Along the way, without Gu Hengsheng's support, it would be difficult for Baili Chen to make the Dust Dao Sect regain its glory.

The people in the floating tomb were silent, just looking at the top of the mountain quietly.

With so many things, Gu Hengsheng will be really difficult to digest for a while.

He asks himself every moment in his heart, what is the meaning of his existence?

A pawn against the avenue?

How could a character like Gu Hengsheng be willing to become a pawn?

If he can't figure out this matter for a day, Gu Hengsheng will be silent in the past of the white-clothed immortal for one more day, unable to extricate himself, and his Dao heart will be difficult to reach.

However, at present, it seems that there is no need for the Dao Heart to be damaged.

Gu Hengsheng ran out of life in a battle, his body was full of holes, and he didn't know how long he could last.

The Buddha did not come to the floating tomb, but just glanced at it from a distance and said, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

The Buddha is a man of few words, but in fact, he has a great understanding of people's hearts.

Otherwise, how can he make the world universal?

Half a year later, Gu Hengsheng is still sitting on the top of the mountain, motionless, like a sculpture.

The world is divided into fourteen states, and peace is gradually restored.

However, the world still lives in days of fear, fearing that the next moment will face death, and everywhere is a lifeless atmosphere.

Another two years passed, and Gu Hengsheng closed his eyes lightly, without any movement.

Up and down the Fusheng Tomb, no one went up to disturb them, or they were afraid that they would find that Gu Hengsheng's vitality had been cut off after they went up, and they didn't dare to face it.

Even Mo Yibai, the owner of the Floating Tomb, couldn't confirm whether Gu Hengsheng was alive or dead.

Gu Hengsheng was not in the Five Elements of the Great Dao, and Mo Yibai's Red Dust Dao could not feel Gu Hengsheng's life.

"Floating Emperor, have you sat down?"

More than two years have passed, and all the powerful people in the world have paid attention to the Floating Tomb, and they have not relaxed for a day.

However, when they watched Gu Hengsheng maintain the same posture for so long, it was inevitable that they would not think much about it.

"In the battle of extreme sublimation, can't even you survive it?"

The emperors couldn't sense Gu Hengsheng's existence, and they didn't dare to use their divine thoughts to investigate, so they could only secretly guess.

"The life of the emperor is full of legends.

If we have a future, we will definitely write a book about the life experience of the emperor for future generations to remember. ”

Many old antiques thought that Gu Heng was dead and dead, and they were sad.

The first battle of extreme sublimation, life is exhausted.

In this case, the emperor could not escape death.

"Unless" Li Qiurou suddenly thought of one thing, she didn't care about the persuasion of others, and forcibly rushed to the top of the floating tomb.

"Rou'er, what are you going to do?"

Old Man Gu didn't understand why Li Qiurou suddenly rushed to the top of the mountain, and asked anxiously.

"Grandpa, you believe me."

Li Qiurou couldn't explain, but just gave the old man a look.

The old man got out of the way, he trusted Li Qiurou, unconditionally.

"Girl, if he wanted to do this, he wouldn't have waited until now.

Your choice may not be his. ”

Mo Yibai immediately saw Li Qiurou's move, and did not stop or support it.

Li Qiurou looked at Gu Hengsheng's figure and said loudly: "I am his woman, and I am qualified to make decisions for him." ”