The dust settled, the shackles of the Immortal Sword World were lifted, and the Yuan Shen of the Mixed Yuan Emperor left Yang Su's body and disappeared into the void. The aura between heaven and earth gradually recovered, like a breeze, blowing the whole world awake, and the voice of the emperor came from the air, distant and ethereal, "The road of cultivation is long and difficult, one wrong step, ten thousand catastrophes will not be recovered, the tribulations here are all cause and effect, the calamities are full, you should wait for yourself." ”

Nameless looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's been more than two thousand years, the cage has finally been broken, I have something important to do, go first, fellow Daoists, there will be a period later." With that, he broke through the void, opened a portal, and walked into the door alone, disappearing.

This world, which was imprisoned by the rules of the Aragami, has finally regained its freedom, and those monks who were imprisoned in this world have chosen to leave and return to their homeland, where they are always the most nostalgic place, no matter how long they have been gone, they will always want to go back.

Yang Daocheng patted Yang Su on the shoulder and gave him a black iron plaque, which was engraved with the word "Heavenly Dao" in ancient Chinese characters, which seemed to contain powerful rules, and it was not easy to see. Yang Daocheng said with a smile, "You and I are masters and apprentices, and now we have to go our separate ways, this Heavenly Dao card is what I got by chance when I traveled outside the territory, but it has been difficult to comprehend." I see that the breath in this Heavenly Dao card is somewhat similar to yours, or it is your chance, so I simply give it to you today, even if it is a token of the teacher for you. ”

Yang Su held this black iron brand, and vaguely sensed that there was an innate Dao source circulating in it, but it was difficult to comprehend the mystery for a while, and after thanking him, he put it in his arms. He asked curiously, "Master, won't you go back to the Nether Realm with me?" ”

"I'm not going back, I'm going to look for someone outside the territory. Walking through the eight wildernesses of the universe, you have to find her, so as to live up to your life's wish. After speaking, Yang Daocheng also teleported out of this world, and he didn't know where he went.

Yang Su is also leaving, he wants to return to the departure heaven to return to Shaoyangzi, and then return to the lower realm to continue his journey. The affairs of this world are over for the time being, and the troubles of the nether world have just begun.

Li Wuyi came out of the sword and formed a seven-star teleportation array, this is the door back to the Heaven of Departure, Yang Su has not been able to rely on his own cultivation to open the portal to the other world, he can only use the power of the sword spirit.

Yang Su said goodbye to everyone one by one, and Ye Lang asked, "Brother Yang, can we meet again?"

Yang Su turned his head and grinned, "The road to immortality is long, we will definitely be able to meet each other, and you must also cultivate hard." He stepped into the teleportation circle, and the circle dispersed, and the people disappeared.

Departure from the Nether, on Heavenly Sword Mountain.

Liu Yun was meditating in the cave to nourish her qi, and suddenly felt her mind move, like a hundred rivers rushing into the sea, with no end in sight. sat in the cave for several years, and once realized the heavenly opportunity. He got up and walked out of the cave, the divine light in his body was restrained, the sun soared, and he came to the day of departure.

The departure sky was drowsy, the palace building was dilapidated, the fairy spirit did not appear, the grass was not fragrant, and the fairyland atmosphere was gone, but it was still barely maintaining the rudimentary shape of the heavenly palace. One of the thirty-six Heavenly Palaces in the Zhuyuan Saint Realm was reduced to such a lonely appearance.

Haotian hung his head and sat on his Yinglong chariot, the golden armor was stained with blood, and the Yunque sword was broken, so he didn't look up at Liu Yun, but said lightly, "You're finally here." ”

Liu Yun said with a smile, "It's really rare that you sit high in the Heaven of Departure and are in charge of the Ten Directions World, and you will be so down." ”

"You're glad I've become like this. ”

"Actually, I don't care, after so many years, you should also abdicate and make way for Xian. The universe is so big, there are countless saints who want to enter this heavenly palace, I don't know who moved their minds this time?"

Haotian sighed, "How can the Lord of the Heavenly Palace be so good, when the Taishang Dao Ancestor handed over this Heavenly Palace to me, I was actually reluctant in my heart, but I had to do my best after receiving this mission." The demons outside the domain united again and attacked the thirty-six heavenly palaces of the Zhuyuan Holy Realm in a vain attempt to control the entire Dao Domain. ”

Liu Yun said with a smile, "The Extraterritorial Demons are so bold, how can they touch the Dao Domain, and the inheritance of the Dao Ancestor has not been severed." ”

Haotian was silent for a while, thoughtful, Taishang Dao Ancestor was able to open up the Dao Domain from Hongmeng, and his strength can be seen, "The forces behind those Demon Ancestors are not simple, let's plan for the worst, you go outside the territory to find opportunities, I will defend the departure heaven." ”

Liu Yun froze a smile, "The matter is already so serious?"

"Although you are born with a Dao womb, you have been reincarnated, and this life is only a mere 100,000 years of qualifications, and you don't know how many days you don't know. Haotian gave him a roll of the eyes, and said in his heart that it is rare for a saint to be shallow, "There is a catastrophe in the Dao domain every 129,600 years, and when the catastrophe comes, the Dao eliminates the demons for a long time, the avenue does not appear, and the demons dance wildly." This catastrophe is a long river of time, but in the flick of a finger, it is also a full 300 years. ”

Liu Yun heard this, didn't say a word, opened a portal, and was about to leave, when she thought of something, stopped, and asked in a deep voice, "What is Yang Su's origin, why do you value him so much?"

"He, like you, was the first of the primordial people. Haotian sighed, "You should know very well what the powerful talent brings to you. ”

Liu Yun naturally knew it, didn't ask any more, and walked into the teleportation array.

Yang Su was in a trance, returned to the Immortal Sword Palace, Haotian had been waiting for a long time, and when Yang Su came out of the magic circle, he took action to destroy the magic circle. Yang Su was shocked when he saw this, and wanted to resist, but his eyes were dark and unconscious.

Three hundred years later, the vicissitudes of life.

The world of fairy swords is vibrant, thousands of cities, scattered in all corners of the world, in these cities, the Heavenly Sword City in the east has a profound heritage, the Dragon City in the south is the most prosperous, the Xuanniao City in the north is complex and free, and the Demon Dragon City in the west is very weird. Although the four parties are different from each other, they can coexist peacefully and rarely fight.

Ye's palace is still the same as it was, but it is more quaint and less popular, Ye Lang and Zhao Heng are sitting in the main hall, toasting to each other, these two are also adults, but Ye Lang has never been able to get rid of the prodigal breath between his eyebrows and eyes, and Zhao Heng has become more and more calm.

After the aura of heaven and earth is restored, it is not easy for these cultivators to grow old, the rules here are different from the lower realm, and the three-hundred-year-old cultivators are just young people. The Mixed Yuan Emperor was still gentle and tolerant of all living beings, with very few restrictions, all relying on self-consciousness.

Ye Lang was slightly drunk, and he talked a lot, so he complained, "After Sister Ye Yi left, there was no popularity here, those who learned the Tao in the past came to our Ye family, but now these people have gone to other homes." ”

"It's all your fault that you don't fight for yourself, Sister Ye Yi also has her own business, and it is impossible to stay here all the time. Zhao Heng smiled in his heart when he saw him like this.

"Why do you say Sister Ye Yi has to go to the Netherworld?"

Zhao Heng explained, "Because she has an obsession in her heart, if a person has an obsession, she can't let go of it for the rest of her life, and she always wants to get a result." This obsession can be the motivation for cultivation or an obstacle to becoming an immortal. Sister Ye Yi wants to go further, so she must unravel this obsession in person. ”

When Ye Lang heard this, he was angry in his heart, and said angrily, "Yang Su is really hateful, if he didn't leave at the beginning, there wouldn't be so many things, and I don't need to worry." ”

"Do you think that everyone is like you, you can sit here and dream to death?" Zhao Heng glanced at him, "Some people are alive, but they are different from others, they are like the light that illuminates the world, there is nothing unusual when they exist, once they are lost, it is the destruction of the world." This light is not for you alone. ”

Ye Lang bowed his head and said nothing, just drinking.

Departure from the lower realm, a small village in the mountains.

It was originally inaccessible and isolated from the world, and several families lived in it hunting and animal husbandry, cultivating the fields, and were more than rich. Although this kind of life is simple and boring, compared to the purgatory on earth outside, it is as happy as a fairy.

The bronze coffin that fell from the sky broke the tranquility here, and the officials who left the dynasty overcame thorns and thorns, crossed the mountains and mountains, came to this small village, looted the village, and after eating a beautiful meal, they also set a fire.

"If these people want to escape from labor here, we will leave them homeless. One of the officials smiled evilly at the skyrocketing fire, his face shaking, and his triangular eyes shot a cold light.

"Don't be too busy, it's time to get to work. "The one who spoke was a cold young man, dressed in black and red robe, with a strange embroidered robe on it, with a fierce eye, wings soaring to the sky, and the fangs in his mouth oozing blood, which was very terrifying.

Qiqi is the symbol of the Tianyin Sect, and the person who is qualified to wear this Qiqi red robe is not a small fish and shrimp in the sect, but a little bit of status, this young man is a little deacon in a nearby town. Next to the Qiqi pattern, there is a line of symbols that people can't understand, like a special kind of text, and those who know it will know that it is his priesthood.

Tianyin Sect is the state religion of the dynasty, with strict hierarchies and thirteen grades of priesthood, this young man is just a little deacon with only twelve grades of priesthood, although his priesthood is not high, it is not something that ordinary people can look up to.

The divine power of the dynasty is supreme, and the emperor has to bow three times and bow nine times when he sees the great sect leader of the Tianyin Sect, and those who can be elected to the Tianyin Sect are all human beings, and once they have a priesthood, they can enjoy the treatment of respecting the gods.

Although the officials were arrogant in front of the people, they did not dare to be presumptuous in front of the gods, and they were tamed like loyal dogs, they picked up the guys, dug up the soil, and took a lot of effort to carry out the bronze coffin that was deep in the rock and soil.

"Lord Deacon, do you want to open it?" the bearded servant asked with a smirk.

The deacon raised his hand and asked them to open the bronze coffin. He was in charge of everything in this town, and he saw a meteor fall from the sky last night, and fell to this place, although it was just a very ordinary celestial phenomenon, he vaguely felt that there was something unusual in it, and he brought someone to find it early in the morning.

Who would have thought that a bronze ancient coffin would fall from the sky, he was silent on the surface, but he was surprised in his heart, this was a rare opportunity for meritorious service, he didn't want to be just a twelve-grade deacon for the rest of his life.

No matter how hard the officials tried, they couldn't open the coffin, so the deacon pushed them away, and their hands turned from white to red, and from red to black, like a black iron poured.

The officials were dumbfounded, they finally knew what the gods were, this kind of thing was not a miracle, and several people hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and they were busy saying compliments.

The deacon held the coffin with one hand, lifted it up with the other, and used thousands of catties of strength in his hand, but the coffin did not move. He was taken aback, it was a small matter that he couldn't open the coffin, and he lost someone in front of a group of small servants, and that was a big deal.

If this kind of thing spreads, he is afraid that this twelve-grade priesthood will not be able to keep it. However, he has tried his best, and now the only remedy is to extinguish his mouth.

The officials were still kowtowing and complimenting, not knowing that a catastrophe was coming. The deacon was about to start, but he heard a bang, and the bronze coffin lid was lifted out, and a young man sat up from the coffin, touched his head, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

A black aura came out of the bronze ancient coffin, this kind of aura made the twelve-rank little deacon fearful, he secretly used a spell, and his whole body was blackened, this kind of secret technique of the Tianyin Sect is not something that everyone is qualified to cultivate, he can be chosen, and he was once proud of it. Although he has a secret technique, he has also received the strangeness of this bronze ancient coffin, and he is naturally very wary of the young people in the ancient coffin, and he does not dare to underestimate the enemy, "I am the deacon of Fengyu Town, the twelve grades of the priesthood, who are you sacred?" He hoped that his name would make the other party submit, so that it would save trouble.

Yang Su was groggy, and when he woke up from a dream, he found that he was sealed in such a small space, and finally opened this space, and met this strange person again, and wondered in his heart, what the hell is this, deacon, priesthood, what the hell is this, has he been teleported to some strange world again?

If this is the case, you can't afford to suffer a loss like the previous one and put yourself in danger. Yang Su secretly carried the "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong", only to feel that the aura in his body was surging, and there was already a small half of the innate Dao source in the Yuan Shen. This made him feel illusory, he was able to improve so much cultivation just by sleeping deeply?

Seeing that he didn't answer, the deacon's eyes flashed with a touch of cruelty, clenched his fist, and smashed it at Yang Su. He did this slightly, and with a punch, his entire arm exploded, and his head was covered with cold sweat in pain, and he said in horror, "Who are you, how dare you be the enemy of our Tianyin Sect?"

Yang Su didn't answer, just looked at the thatched huts that were burning all over the mountain, and asked in a deep voice, "You did all this?"

"So what?"

Yang Su jumped out of the coffin, pulled out the heavy sword on his back casually, and said to himself, "This sword is famous in the way of heaven, and it can't tolerate you people who do evil." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword light flashed, and the little deacon of the Tianyin Sect and the servants of the squad were all ambushed, and they didn't have time to let out a little wail.

Yang Su put the sword into the sheath, Li Wuyi ran out of the sword, and said with a smile, "Yang Su, you are much happier than before." ”

"The way of heaven was originally forged for you, I know, you like to be so happy and revenged. ”

"Let's sword the way of heaven, why bother to scruple too much, the unscrupulous rebels will kill them, the evil demons will kill them, these people are not sorry to die, they were killed completely, and Unai was able to clarify. ”

Yang Su sat on the coffin, looking at the mountains and rivers from afar, there was evil light looming everywhere, he knew that the way of heaven was afraid that it would be stained with blood. He didn't want to kill, but the world was full of demons. Degree of literature