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Sitting alone on the head of a tomb, surrounded by green hills, endless mountains and forests form a blue sea, there is a wind blowing, the blue sea tide is born, and the sky is endless.

The tomb was not very luxurious, except that a few granite stones had been neatly trimmed to form a small tomb.

There is only one grave for her here, which she will be buried here before her death, and she said that her life came from heaven and earth, and her life returned to heaven and earth, which is in line with nature.

There are a lot of flowers growing in front of the grave, and he will plant a plant here every year, each of which is a different variety, spring, summer, autumn and winter, all seasons, and there are more than 100 trees.

Now it is spring, there are dozens of spit blossoms, the faint fragrance of flowers overflows all over the four fields from the grave, a lot of butterflies dance among the flowers, with the bamboo leaves on both sides of the tomb with the wind fluttering, giving people a little more quiet in the vitality.

When he looked up at the sky, he always felt that the world was impermanent and that time was gone.

Not far away, the once small building has long since turned into smoke in time, and the clear stream has dried up, and now it is full of grass and shrubs.

Maybe she will wake up again and never see the scenery that belongs to her memory again. What should be gone will eventually be gone, and what cannot be kept will eventually be gone.

His face was a little puzzled, a little stunned, and let out a long sigh, I don't know why it's so good, everyone died suddenly?

Is it a problem of heaven and earth? Is it the sin of the heavens?

But why was he the only one who survived?

He sat there thinking about it, everything seemed to be yesterday, and the voices and smiles of the people of the past still appeared in front of him.

Whether it is the witch Wan Wan or the fairy concubine Xuan, the beauty of the fallen city has entered the loess, and the dream of a lifetime is buried in the mortal dust.

Looking back, Bai Ye found that he was the only one left. The people he once knew were gone!

I don't know what's going on?

From the Demon Dragon Slayer and the God of War Temple to the Shattered, this world has become more and more strange, and the characters who have reached the Shattered Void cannot soar, but instead end their lives and die one after another.

Bai Ye also thought about it, could it be that this heaven and earth is about to reach the end of the law era, the gate of the fairy world is closed, and it is not allowed to ascend from now on?

However, the vitality that existed between heaven and earth did not decay, but there were more of them, and the martial arts developed by people were even stronger than back then.

Perhaps, this is no longer martial arts, but a kind of science, which studies the human body, the essence of the internal force and true qi, so that people can reach the path to immortality.

More than 100 years ago, scientific and technological breakthroughs, the essence of internal force was gradually revealed by researchers, which is actually a special particle produced by cells.

This one has no fixed attributes, and if it is used in a specific way, in a certain way, it will burst out with different powers, such as fire, like ice, and like the wind.

It is a particle produced by the human body, between the state of matter and energy. But the internal structure cannot be observed at all, from which structure of the human cell is generated? How did it come about?

As soon as it leaves the human body, it will soon degenerate and dissipate into the heavens and the earth.

After so many years of research, I have not been able to distinguish a clear clue, but in the academic community, there are many conjectures put forward, but it is impossible to distinguish which is right and which is wrong.

However, these are not the most worthy of thinking about for Bai Ye, what he wants to know now is that Shi Qingxuan, Wan Wan, Shi Feixuan, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Queen Yin, Evil King, etc., why did they die one after another?

Since returning from the War God Temple, the shackles of heaven and earth have been opened, but these people who have broken the Void Realm can't sense the legendary fairy realm at all, let alone how to break it.

The older generation of people who died first, the Heavenly Sword, the Queen of the Yin, and the Evil King were the first to die, and their deaths did not show any warning, and they died peacefully one night.

Bai Ye was thinking at that time, he asked someone to carefully investigate all kinds of information about the three of them before their deaths, and finally found that the age of their death was exactly five hundred years old. Moreover, he vaguely felt that it seemed that he was still at the moment of exactly five hundred years old, no more, no less!

He didn't know what kind of existence had turned the finger wheel of fate and calculated the life span of a person to such an accurate point?

Another few decades passed, and this time it was Shi Qingxuan and the others' turn, whether they reached the broken realm or not, no more, no less, and died at the age of five hundred.

I remember the night Shi Qingxuan died, he sat on the roof with her to look at the stars, she pointed to the stars in the sky, and said that each star represents everyone's soul, and when the stars fall, that person will die.

She treated death very calmly, and talked happily all night, talking about her father, her mother, Yue Shan, Lu Miaozi, Song Que, those people she knew, and those who loved her.

Finally, when the night was about to dawn, she smiled softly, her black hair rose in the morning breeze of the day, she stood up, facing the east where the first rays of the sun would fall, and when the dawn cut through the night, she only said one sentence, "I have no regrets in this life!" ”

She died, and White Night buried her here, and he would come here every year to plant a strange little flower to pay tribute to his deceased wife!

In the nearly six hundred years that Bai Ye has spent, she is the one who has been with him the longest, she does not want to live forever, nor does she want Bai Ye to be bound, he respects her wishes and buries her here.

More than 600 years is a long time, but the heavens and the earth are merciless, and people are still dying.

Five hundred years seems to be a limiting number, and for people, there is a kind of silent fear.

However, someone broke this ominousness, and people gradually discovered that none of those who were born before the Demon Dragon Slaughter and the Temple of the God of War were born past five hundred years old, and those who were born after finally broke through five hundred.

In an instant, people seemed to understand something, the Temple of the God of War, the demon dragon seemed to be an invisible binding that once entangled all beings, even if they died, they could not escape this bondage.

Someone entered the Temple of the God of War to re-examine the huge palace that had fallen out of the small world.

However, before the people could get closer, the entire temple turned into countless crystal beads and dissipated.

Bai Ye was also among those people, and he stretched out his hand to watch the beads pass by, and he seemed to see a figure in the beads, as if he heard a voice in the beads.

These figures and voices are still very familiar, they are Shi Qingxuan, Wan Wan, Xu Ziling, they are smiling goodbye to him, turning into butterflies and going away.

The endless struggle, the endless chains, and the tragic fate in reincarnation were finally completely cut off at this moment.

No one knows where these butterflies have gone? Even with the most high-end testing equipment, you can't find out where they are!

They are like beings who do not belong to the same dimension, they are another kind of being, as if they are human souls.

He stood too low in the white night, so he didn't understand that the huge temple of the god of war was not made of any material, but was made of the souls of the vast sentient beings as wall bricks.

The gods and demons are ruthless, and the will of heaven is like a knife, although he still doesn't understand it, but when the butterfly shaped like Shi Qingxuan flew by his side, Bai Ye deeply felt the insignificance of life in the world.

The prosperity is gone, and spring goes to autumn.

Bai Ye was confused again, he didn't know what the point of pursuing immortality was? Immortality for the sake of pure immortality?

What about after immortality? And what should I do?

He watched his relatives leave one by one, first Huang Rong and Guo Jing, and then he left the Condor, and he didn't know what happened to Guo Xiang and them? In Datang, he had another group of students and friends, and met Shi Qingxuan.

This time, he watched his student, friend and wife die, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

The sky was vast, and countless thoughts floated through his heart, and he finally let out a voice, what is the purpose of immortality?

He didn't have the answer, others might have it, but he didn't!

Others may answer that Changsheng can eat a lot of things, wear a lot of beautiful clothes, make a lot of money, have a lot of territory, control how many people's lives and deaths, and find many beautiful women.

There are also people who firmly believe in love who will say that love can last forever, and it can grow old until death.

But what would be left after all that endless time?

Bai Ye once read a novel "Wu Xiu Sanctified", in which the Tianzun is independent of time, sitting back and watching the changes of the common life, one Pangu time has passed, two Pangu times have passed, billions of billions of Pangu times have passed, and these Tianzun are still immortal and immortal.

The time is too long, so far that the blood feud between them has turned into smoke, and they have seen too much of true love, and they can't even commit suicide if they want to. They don't know why they're alive anymore? What's the point of being alive?

Therefore, the Heavenly Venerables are playing, using heaven and earth as a chess game, and the struggle of sentient beings is, in their eyes, just a play.

Some gods and demons who were not Heavenly Venerables lived too long, spanning endless time, and they eventually collapsed and died.

Is this the sin of eternal life? Or is it the question of immortality?

The Tang volume ends today~