Heaven and earth are gloomy.

Mountains and rivers stained with blood.

Between the black mountains and white waters of the Eastern Spirit Realm, 500,000 troops dressed in silk and holding black flags meandered for hundreds of miles before and after.

In the vast mountains, the Sixth Army wept. The beating of the war drums is no longer the sound of the once bloody and indomitable charge, but more like praying to the mountains and the heavens and the earth.

The sound of Mingjin is long, and it is no longer the triumphant sound after the great victory and the opening of the territory. The long voice sounded particularly desolate and pathetic at the moment.

At the front of the army, Lu Han was dressed in white, holding the Xuanyuan clan flag, walking alone. The slightly dark face is now bloodless, the cheeks are sunken and emaciated, and the eyes are covered with blood, as if the soul has been lost.

Behind him, followed by dozens of horsemen, all of whom were the supreme rulers of the entire Xuanyuan army. Dozens of riders carried a stretcher, looking lonely and desolate.

On the stretcher, a blood-colored sun and moon splendid dragon flag covered the body of Xuanyuan Tibing.

Around the Xuanyuan army that was moving forward, there were many warriors who accompanied the army, and their expressions sighed.

The battle of Yin Yang Valley is finally over, and it is completely over.

Maybe after this, the Eastern Spirit Warrior will not be awakened by the nightmare in the middle of the night, and everything will be in ruins. Before Xuanyuan died, he used the realm of the Martial Emperor to guide everyone, and Qin Changsheng was like a god-like existence. Perhaps in a few decades, the Eastern Spirit Realm will usher in a prosperous era of martial arts.

It's just that a generation of myths has finally come to an end. Generous and generous, but death, it is extremely regrettable.

"How high the sky is, how small the earth is. The mountains are majestic, and the wind is sober!"

Between the mountains and ravines, the weeping of the Sixth Army suddenly sounded. A series of contemplative voices sounded in the heavens and the earth, majestic and vast, but full of desolation, as if to comfort the souls of those who died in battle.

"Stand on top of the mountains and look at my hometown. I can only see the mountains and rivers are sad, and the sky and the earth are vast!"

"Cover my bones in the loess, and my soul will return to all directions. I can only see that the autumn is in trouble, and the life is boundless!"

Between heaven and earth, mourning arose, and if thousands of lonely souls wept together, it was sad.

"When the body is dead, he is buried on the battlefield. The soul is back, and the sky is green!"

"The body is dead, and the mountains and rivers are buried. The soul is back, to see the family and the country!"

"The body is gone, and it is buried in heaven and earth. The soul is back, protect the people!"

......

"The living fight in all directions, and the kings return to their hometowns. Flesh and blood guard the mountains and rivers, and the heroic soul protects the relatives. Spring and autumn rotation, life and death fight together, yin and yang hand in hand, to bless all directions!"

"May the mountains and rivers not be stained with smoke!"

"May the hometown be green!"

"May the relatives be at peace as usual!"

"May the world be peaceful forever!"

......

The song "Funeral Song" reverberated and whimpered. In just a few words, where can we tell the countless hot-blooded people who died with their lives, and how can we carve out the blood and tears on the thousand-year-old history books.

Above the sky, Lin Huang felt a lot in his heart. The so-called Great Dao Battle, in the real martial arts world, there is no longer a majestic scene of ten thousand armies fighting each other, and naturally there are no hot-blooded people who shed their blood for the homeland, relatives, and dynasty behind them. But Lin Huang came from the Eastern Spirit Realm and was born in the Divine General's Mansion, which is more like a secular world than the outside world.

The heart of the fist is particularly valuable.

The battlefield fight is especially bloody.

The horse leather shroud is particularly heroic.

Beside Lin Huang, Qin Changsheng just forgot to glance at the 500,000 army and turned his head, his expression did not change in the slightest, but his eyes were obviously a little moist, and his eyebrows were slightly condensed, revealing a trace of murderous aura.

Back then, Zuo Jiaming Sect was for the sake of the Great Dao of the Human Race and for the sake of the common people in the world, not to mention throwing his head and spilling blood, which was thousands of miles of red land, that was bleeding and drifting, and the bones were like mountains. But in the end, the word 'Demon Sect' was lightly written, and all merits were wiped out.

"Senior brother will go with you?"

Qin Changsheng suddenly spoke.

Lin Huang nodded, and after forgetting to glance at Xuanyuan's army, he followed Qin Changsheng away from it. What did Qin Changsheng say about accompanying him, but it was Lin Huang who accompanied Qin Changsheng.

......

In the sky above the East Spirit Realm, there are two figures, sometimes walking like a dragon, sometimes walking slowly like a breeze. All the way through the mountains and rivers, across the dynasty city.

"Little junior brother, I don't know what you think of this world?"

In the void, Qin Changsheng in front of him suddenly asked.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly, and then spoke, "I don't think much of it! I don't care about it, so I won't look at it."

"Then why did you participate in the Battle of Yin Yang Valley?"

Qin Changsheng asked.

"Because Yin Yang Valley was sealed by the Eight Dao Detention Seals, and I took one of the imprisoned Buddha God Relics!"

Lin Huang replied.

"Buddha God Relic...... That's a good thing. At that time, Senior Brother still wanted to search for it, so that it could be made into a string of Buddha beads and given to you Senior Sister Xiaoxiao!"

Qin Changsheng suddenly said, "It's just that Li Baiyi knew about this matter, and he laughed at me for three years." It is said that women in the world love beauty, how can they like these ugly things".

In Lin Huang's body, Tian Shura suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.

Qin Changsheng turned around, and that day Shura suddenly closed his eyes.

Afterwards, Qin Changsheng unveiled the topic of the relics of the Buddha God, and continued: "As for the explanation you just made, it is reasonable. And you see the world the same way I do, which is a great good!"

"Senior brother, what do you say...... It's a bit of a twist!"

Lin Huang suddenly spoke.

Well?

Qin Changsheng turned around and forgot about the forest wilderness, and then spoke, "Little junior brother, you are not smart enough." If your brain doesn't turn fast enough, how can Senior Brother have so much time to guide you!"

Lin Huang's face was full of black lines.

Then the two landed on a hill and sat opposite each other.

"Actually, Senior Brother just asked casually!"

Qin Changsheng continued, "Senior Brother just wants to say that if Junior Brother hasn't looked at this world, he can look good if he can!"

Lin Huang sat down and bowed to Qin Changsheng, "Please also ask Senior Brother to preach!"

Qin Changsheng frowned suddenly, holding a cup in his hand, "I'm already very tired from being alive, don't be so serious!

Lin Huang suddenly smiled, and took out the best wine from the storage ring.

"Senior brother, you are now in a soul state, can you drink?"

Lin Huang asked.

"Can I pretend to drink it? At most, the wine spilled down my mouth on the floor!"

Qin Changsheng said with a dark face, this little junior brother with raw melons and eggs, it is really a pot that can't be opened.

Lin Huang immediately toasted with a glass of wine.

"The word preaching is too heavy, and if you want to become a real martial artist, others can't learn the Tao. Senior Brother can only tell you some of my views on this world and martial arts, but whether it will help you or not depends on yourself!"

After speaking, Qin Changsheng paused slightly, and then continued: "If it really doesn't help you at all...... Then you're going to have to figure out where to find a pit and bury yourself!"

Lin Huang laughed, since Qin Changsheng was willing to preach, he was naturally grateful.

The latter's understanding of martial arts or the world, whether it is the Martial Saint Beilin Huang, or the current him, is far inferior......