"Finally gone!" I said, Old Lin, are they looking for that white-haired man?" asked a villager at the bottom of the mountain forest.

The old man next to him didn't say anything, patted the villager on the shoulder, and said, "Don't inquire if you shouldn't ask!

The villager nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to chop wood with the old man.

The demon mountain is thousands of miles longitudinal and horizontal, to the north can cross the Qingcang Building, to the east you can set foot in the Doushen Palace, the villagers who live here have tens of thousands, not to mention.

They went into the wood-cutting and hunting on weekdays, and had nothing else to do, but for two months, there were monks who kept taunting.

The villagers speculated that it was all for the white-haired boy walking in the mountains and forests.

It is said that the boy has a handsome face and a strong breath, but he has only white hair, and no one can get close to the boy, and I don't know why.

The white-haired boy traveled thousands of miles a day, and the pace was extremely fast, and the villagers couldn't catch up, and the boy seemed to be tireless, and he was completely unconscious, only knew how to walk, which was very strange.

Many people speculated that it was all related to the woman in his arms, but no one confirmed it, after all, there were many demon beasts in the forest, and the villagers could not shuttle freely like the young man.

As night fell, under a waterfall, the white-haired boy stopped, and he squared the woman in his arms on the bluestone.

The moonlight was swaying, and the young man's face was reflected on the crystal water, it was Ye Wuchen.

But at this moment, there was no expression on his face, as if he had lost his soul and heart, and there was no trace of the elegance of the past.

The waterfall hung down, smashing down on the surface of the water with a rumbling sound, and Ye Wuchen's body jumped and plunged into it.

The water temperature was cold, Ye Wuchen let his body float on the water, and he didn't know how long it took before he slowly got up.

Next to the bluestone, Ye Wuchen's big hand stroked Lin Shiyin's cheek, with the blessing of the life of the ancient tree, at least it could ensure that the girl's physical characteristics were still the same.

The Seven Spirits dispersed, leaving behind a soulless body, and after such a long time, Ye Wuchen still did not come out of the shadows.

He couldn't forget the scene of the thunder raging that day, Lin Shiyin smiled and called his name, obviously she hurt her, but the girl still trusted herself so much.

He betrayed his trust, he even saw Lin Lao that day, but he didn't dare to approach, blaming himself and guiltily for destroying his belief in invincibility.

In the previous life, he had never experienced life and death, he pushed any opponent all the way, and became an emperor, he was an invincible existence.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ye Wuchen looked at Lin Shiyin with a smile in front of him, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

In this way, Ye Wuchen sat alone on the bluestone and sat for three days and three nights before he got up and picked up Lin Shiyin.

As his footsteps continued, he didn't know where he was going, with no goal, no place, not even a trace of faith, like a walking corpse stepping into the mountains.

In the corner of Ye Wuchen's blurred eyes, an old man suddenly appeared, very familiar, it was Lin Lao!

His face changed slightly, and the first thought in his mind was to turn around and leave, but after glancing at the old man's vicissitudes of life, Ye Wuchen made a choice.

In the past two months, he has walked an unknown number of distances, but he has only surrounded Lin Lao and never moved away.

He has been evading, he didn't dare to see Lin Lao, believing that Lin Lao was too, he had already recognized that the white-haired young man was Ye Wuchen.

Facing Lin Shiyin's pale face, Lin Lao choked, his eyes were a little red, but he didn't step forward, he may be respecting Ye Wuchen, and he also respects his choice.

When Lin Shiyin was handed over to Ye Wuchen, he was willing, and now it is the same, he waved his hand, pretending to have an expression of incomprehensibility, like a stranger.

"Lin ......" The corners of Ye Wuchen's mouth opened, and he only read out one word, but found that Lin Lao had disappeared.

Such a scene touched Ye Wuchen in an instant, and in the face of his beloved granddaughter, Lin Lao chose to maintain his original choice, is this his original intention?

Lin Shiyin may have fallen, but Lin Lao did not come forward to blame, but instead made way for Ye Wuchen by withdrawing.

Ye Wuchen was in a trance, the corners of his mouth were thinking, and he said, "Am I wrong?"

Ye Wuchen fell into deep thought, perhaps the blow brought to him by Lin Shiyin's fall was too heavy, and he had not yet come to his senses.

Is he wrong? This sentence has been floating in Ye Wuchen's mind, he has been evading, he has never dared to face it, is all this just because of Lin Shiyin's fall?

He doubted himself, so that his Dao heart was unstable, he lost his self-confidence, and he fell into endless space for self-blame, what was the cause?

He was a dustless immortal emperor who was unwilling to accept failure, and he had never failed, but on that day, he killed Lin Shiyin because of his own fault.

Recasting the soul of life is already a matter against the sky, and he insists on going his own way without thinking about the consequences, this decision is stupid.

But since he had already committed it, he didn't dare to face it, which was the source of his guilt.

made a mistake and blindly avoided it, this is not his character, mistakes do not mean failure, Ye Wuchen looked up at the sky, and he understood in an instant.

The soul of the ancient tree swayed, Ye Wuchen's body became brighter, the white hair retreated, and the supreme immortal emperor's will returned to his body.

The breath of life is surging, the meaning of decadence is instantly covered, the eyes are pitch black, the white clothes are floating, and the graceful appearance of Ye Wuchen reappears.

He hugged the girl in his arms and bowed deeply to the disappeared Lin Lao, it was the old man who woke him up, no matter when he didn't lose the bravery in his heart, not to mention that he was Ye Wuchen.

The beam of light soared into the sky, and the supreme spiritual power instantly erupted around Ye Wuchen, and the breath was mixed with the meaning of the emperor, which was extremely bright, and under the epiphany, he cultivated to break through and directly stepped into the nine layers of quenching the body.

For two months, he has not been able to get out of the shadow of self-blame and guilt, but it is precisely this that has also buried the power to break through the haze for him, there is no eternal cloudy day, and he is even more so.

In this life, he was too confident, thinking that he could help Lin Shiyin recast his soul by himself, but he was wrong, and the matter of changing his life against the sky must be done by the Immortal Emperor.

Ye Wuchen stepped out and directly increased his speed to the extreme, Lin Shiyin only dispersed his seven spirits, but his vital signs were always maintained by himself.

It doesn't matter if he makes a mistake, but he must correct it in time, thanks to Lin Lao's awakening, otherwise he will really regret it for the rest of his life.

The light shone brightly, Ye Wuchen went straight to the outside of the mountains and forests, and he wanted to return to the place of recasting to eliminate this mistake that should not have been.

"Look, is he the white-haired boy?" Many villagers looked up at Ye Wuchen's figure, and the aura shook the earth, compared to the previous gray hair, it was like two people.

Everyone sighed, but only an old man showed a smile of relief on the corner of his mouth, he would never look at the wrong person.

At the foot of the mountain, Ye Wuchen's figure suddenly appeared, this place was the place that had been bombarded by the thunder before, and the scorched breath still existed.

The Heavenly Dao Furnace was taken away, and the Saint King's essence blood was gone, Ye Wuchen's gaze swept over the place, and he nodded thoughtfully.

He took off his white clothes, put Lin Shiyin flat on the ground, the pen in his hand was revealed, and his eyes flashed with a hint of edge.

Since the destiny of heaven is irreversible, then only by suppressing the heavens and making it surrender to you can you recast the soul of life.

A confident smile appeared at the corner of Ye Wuchen's mouth, the array of pens flashed with spiritual light, fading out of the starlight pattern, Ye Wuchen stepped on the ground with his feet, and waved endless spiritual patterns around here.

Previously, he miscalculated, so that the Heavenly Dao powerhouse could not resist the Heavenly Thunder punishment at all, but if someone stronger than the Heavenly Dao powerhouse pressed the formation, then these were nothing at all.

This place occupies a favorable time and place, and it is a carefully selected position, but because of this, the heavenly thunder is also extremely strong, Ye Wuchen wants to draw a map of the heavens here, and communicate with the power of the Supreme Immortal Domain to come to help.

Of course, in this way, his identity may be exposed, but to save Lin Shiyin, there is only one way to go at the moment.

The formation pattern condensed, and the tip of Ye Wuchen's pen crossed countless lines, this place can communicate with the heavenly thunder, proving that this is a place where a large teleportation array can be created, if you add Ye Wuchen's own unique way, it can attract the attention of the Upper Realm Heaven and the Immortal Emperor.

The practice is quite dangerous, once Xia Jiuyou finds out, he is very likely to be lost.

The beam of light condensed, Ye Wuchen stood in the middle of the formation, he took out a broken knife from his arms and slashed his fingers.

Blood dripped in, plus a trace of the emperor's will condensed by the ancient tree, the formation roared, the sky changed color, and under the surrounding mountains and forests, countless Dao emperors' wills slammed up.

Countless people stared, that scene was too grandiose, like a teleportation array in Yunhai City, but this array was a map of the sky, a unique formation to communicate with the heavens.

Ye Wuchen's breath was wild, the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered, and the formation was like a deep well that was frantically involved in the spiritual power, and the golden light rose to the sky, and the beam of light bloomed, reaching the sky.

Countless people under Yunhai City looked up, this scene was more dazzling than the battle on the night of the Star Tower, Ye Wuchen closed his eyes under the Demon Mountain, he sat down cross-legged, waiting for the Immortal Emperor to come.

Of course, even if someone snooped, he was not afraid, the beam of light passed through the sky, gathered the power of the Supreme Dao, and directly penetrated the Middle Realm Heaven.

Such a powerful Heaven and Earth Formation is even more brilliant than that cross-border formation, the imperial will and endless brilliance he represents.

Hundreds of millions of people looked up, the Optimus Pillar was magnificent and vast, shining in every region, Canghua walked out of the door, and his face changed in shock.

Such a strange scene, admired by all worlds, there are many great powers in Yunhai City, and their bodies are extremely fast, speeding in the demon mountain.

However, the city is more than 100 miles away from the Demon Mountain, and when they arrive, the heavens and the earth will change color.

The red dress fluttered, and the woman above the clouds and the powerful man had not left yet, and when they saw this scene, the woman's eyes flashed instantly.

"Uncle Bai! It must be him! No one has such a momentum except him!" the woman was excited, and the man next to her smiled.

"Miss, you only open the others, just to look for this place, I'm curious, what can make Miss so inclined?" the man said strangely.

The girl pursed her red lips, her cheeks were as rosy as the beads on her neck, and she said shyly: "Uncle Bai!

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