Grandpa has always said that living, living is hope, and his grandson has not grown up yet, and he has not really seen the beautiful world.

Although he knew that they had been dead for a long time, they were just flesh-and-blood souls, but the souls re-entered the path of reincarnation, and they had memories.

They discovered the stone chamber, and it took several years to set up the Soul Blood Array.

As long as you wait for a real human blood sacrifice, you can open the door of life, and beyond the door of life, you are free.

And just like that, they waited twenty years.

Si Yu's body can no longer be branded with the Dead Soul Mark, and the Soul Warden has changed his skin, because he is a living soul and can no longer grow up.

They are in front of the power of the soul warden, but the ants, in this long river of time, as long as the ants have hope, they can still live tenaciously, and the grandfather and grandson both hope that the other party will survive and work hard.

Although he doesn't know how long such painful days will last, Si Yu always believes that one day, they can see the sunshine of the world again, he can grow up, and he can protect his only relative.

The memory fragments in Shen Zhiyue's hands gradually disappeared, and the little shepherd boy Si Yu should have entered the reincarnation path.

Live well, I hope your new life is happy, Shen Zhiyue thought silently in his heart.

Because Ling Yaofeng is much taller than Shen Zhiyue, he looks very incongruous now leaning on Shen Zhiyue's shoulder, and Shen Zhiyue's back is not either, nor is he hugging, so he can only lean on it.

Shen Zhiyue was silent for a long time and said, "You are a good person." ”

Ling Yaofeng tilted his body, "I don't know why, I don't really like to hear the phrase 'you are a good person'." ”

"I didn't expect you to be a bad old man who is hundreds of years old, what are you from? I've had a hard time anyway, so I'm a friend, right? Shen Zhiyue helped Ling Yaofeng against the fence of the pool.

"Tribulation? If it wasn't to save you, I could have not gone in, the black mist came at you" Ling Yaofeng was unceremoniously.

"Uh......" Shen Zhiyue was speechless for a while, and could only scold this bad old man in his heart.

Ling Yaofeng straightened up and screamed Huofeng, after the big tiger appeared, he lay on the ground, so that Ling Yaofeng could slowly move to his back, and after lying down, Ling Yaofeng said slowly: "I need to go back to recuperate, and I will see you again." ”

"Hey, you're leaving?" Shen Zhiyue was a little surprised.

"Or else? Are you reluctant to let me go? Ling Yaofeng turned his face and looked at Shen Zhiyue with a smile.

Shen Zhiyue secretly scolded in his heart, the bad old man was too bad, and said: "That's not it, it's just that you are too weak, so you can barely be polite." ”

Ling Yaofeng snorted lightly and called the fire wind away, and the fire wind drove to a high place and disappeared.

Shen Zhiyue stood in place for a while, the Taichi Sect, which was originally full of immortal energy, was now in a mess, there was no one in sight, and the strange beasts seemed to have dispersed, thinking that this sect was still like this, I don't know what the Sword Sect is like now.

The junior brother must have passed the letter here, but now he doesn't know where it is, Mo Zijiang doesn't know what to do, and he is still injured.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhiyue quickly walked towards the mountain, she was worried that if Mo Zijiang was waiting for her, or if he was injured by a strange beast, it would be difficult for others to say that they would save him.

After looking around, the battle situation on the top of the mountain can be described as tragic, with bloodstains, destroyed houses, and corpses everywhere.

Further up, I saw that some disciples of the Taichi Sect were rummaging for any living monks.