I wonder if the Rakshasa who is in the middle of the twelve days can be relieved to see this scene,

What he has sought all his life, the great freedom he has sought in his life, finally sees,

Who dares to say that Qi Fan is not a person who is at ease,

Even if it's the sky, even if it's the gods and Buddhas of the sky, they don't dare to say this,

Live freely, die peacefully, be content and happy, and always be at peace in your heart, who can say that this is not great freedom,

The world is impermanent, and in the past 10,000 years, people who have been at ease have never expected that it was the Qi Fan who was wiped out, and it was really the way of heaven to make people.

Everyone searched the battlefield in silence, hoping to find Qi Fan's remnants, at least to bring back as a relic to commemorate.

But after searching for hours, no one found it, even the fierce blade used by Qi Fan, the fallen demon, disappeared with Qi Fan's disappearance,

Unexpectedly, in the end, he saved the people, but what he got was this result.

The people were saved, without sorrow or joy, because they did not know,

The people who saved the common people were wiped out in the world, leaving not even a trace,

Heavenly Dao, is it ruthless?

"I don't accept it,,Why do mortals have to die,,,."

Song Ren sat down on the ground, wiped a handful of tears, his eyes were full of scarlet, and he yelled,

Who can convince and who can convince the final result,

In any case, everyone present saved the common people, the hundreds of millions of ordinary people,

But after being saved, the hero was not rewarded, but his soul was scattered and destroyed.

It's all fate, jokes,

"Xiao Wubo, we can go back next." Qi Bao looked at Xiao Wubo expressionlessly, and asked in a flat tone,

At this time, Qi Bao finally understood what it meant to mourn more than to die.

When people are most sorrowful, when they are most desperate, they often can't cry, only death-like silence,

Qi Bao's eyes were lifeless, without the slightest look that a living person should have,

With his son in ashes, he couldn't bear this huge blow after all, and his heart died.

"Next, you have to go to the Hall of Eternal Life to get the Book of Immortality, and from there, you can return to the Yang World."

Hearing this, Qi Bao nodded and asked, "How to get to the Hall of Eternal Life." ”

"The Hall of Eternal Life, located in the void of the Nai He Realm, I don't know the location, but I have heard Junfang and others say that after the demon is destroyed, when the space in the seal stabilizes, the Hall of Eternal Life will naturally appear."

And they did not speak, but sat quietly on the ground, closed their eyes, and recuperated themselves.

In fact, they were all thinking about the same thing, how to explain to Qi Fan's family after they went back,

Ye Qing, Qi Fan's mother, who is young, is waiting for him at home, how can he explain,

If it is straightforward, Qi Fan unfortunately died in the battle, and it is estimated that no one can accept it.

The second fool who was optimistic all day long still went today

Thinking of this, the eyes of everyone present all turned rosy, and they all turned their heads slightly, not wanting others to see their appearance.

If they had known the outcome of the battle, perhaps no one would have come, they would have just stayed at home and spent time with their families.

comes, it is to say goodbye to Qi Fan's life and death,

If he didn't come, Qi Fan wouldn't have died

What does the life and death of the people in the world have to do with them,

It's selfish to say that it's ugly, that's right, they're such selfish people,

Even his own brothers in life and death, his own sons, and his own descendants are dead, what else is there to hope for,

Could it be that in order to save the people in the world, Qi Fan has to die, ridiculous,

Xiao Wubo looked at everyone, the ghost envoy sighed, and muttered in a low voice, with a sense of empathy in his tone,

"Heaven is ruthless, the world is ruthless, if you can return to time"

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still a dead silence in the field, and the pin drop could be heard.

Suddenly, everyone opened their eyes and looked at the sky in unison, the ancient hall that suddenly appeared,

In the sky, there is an ancient temple that covers the sky and the sun, the whole body is gray stone, and the feeling of desolation and simplicity is about to come out.

Above the gate of the ancient hall, there are vaguely three big characters, the Hall of Eternal Life,

Is that the hall where the Book of Immortality is stored?

Changsheng, these two words are really ironic

Whoever says that he can live forever if he seeks the way, and whoever says that he who has great merit can live forever, doesn't the king's house also have eternal life?

Such hypocritical two words, say it, write it, what's the use, it's better to fart,

Everyone present looked at the ancient hall deeply, their hearts were mixed, and their faces were extremely complicated.

At this time, everyone bent down in unison, grabbed a handful of loess in the battlefield, and slowly put it into their pockets.

Just as the loess is a heirloom, the cautious appearance of everyone can't help but make people laugh, but now no one can laugh.

"Son"

Qi Bao looked at the empty battlefield, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Old tears slowly came out of his eyes, raised his hand to wipe them, turned around and left, never looking back,

He couldn't put his heart down to see the battlefield where his son was taken, the place where his son had fought.

Compared with Qi Bao, other people are not as able to control their emotions as Qi Bao, let the tears rag on their faces, and they all burst into tears.

The one who cried the most miserable was that Song Ren,

threw himself on the ground, clutched his head tightly, and cried like a madman.

Song Ren's grief-stricken cry made everyone present feel that their hearts were crumpled into pieces.

After a long while, Song Ren slowly collected his emotions, stood up silently, and stood in a row with others,

Facing the battlefield in front of him, he bowed deeply and didn't raise his body for a long time.

"Fanzi, it's easy to walk all the way."

Xiao Wubo and Xiao Tianxing were no exceptions, bowed to the battlefield and slowly raised their bodies,

Turning his head, the three-eyed white black also bent down slightly on the ground, his eyes were sad,

Coughing lightly, Xiao Wubo said in a low voice: "Let's go, you all don't have the slightest strength, and it's troublesome to want to go to this Hall of Eternal Life, I'll take you up." ”

Maybe it's because Qi Fan's death is too unbelievable, and the soldier's injuries are almost unnoticed,

At this time, everyone found that Uncle Bing's left hand, even with his forearm and arm, was all gone.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, the soldier shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm fine, it's nothing, it's easier to have fewer hands, and I can apply for retirement when I go back." ”

Hearing this, everyone smiled bitterly,

"You are like this, it reminds me of Yang Guo." Song Ren squeezed his eyebrows and said,

"Get out." The soldier scolded angrily,

Some people may think that this is very strange, the people who were grief-stricken before have become normal in a blink of an eye, could it be that they are split personalities, they are all crazy,

What's the use of grief, can bring Qi Fan back,

They just want Qi Fan to go a little easier, and Qi Fan doesn't want them to be sad, right?

was hit by Qi Fan's death and became unconscious, and they all became crazy people with split personalities,

Maybe, Song Ren and others, crying and laughing, joyful and sorrowful, are indeed like madmen,

But in this world, who is not crazy, who has really been sober,