Sister, sister, don't go......

Please, let my sister go! Please, I'll go with you!

"You are a piece of shit! You are not even as good as an ant in that world! What do you want you to do? Give people a present? No, no, you are not worthy! At most, you will dig out the same kind of people in your pit for those big families with a lot of people! Are you willing? Hahaha......

As long as you let my sister go, I'm willing! I'll do a good job! Please, let my sister go, take me away!

"Hahaha, digging dung, you don't deserve it! You are a dung in my eyes, not even as good as garbage! Remember that we are "immortals", you are dung!"

Ah!

I shouted.

That's right, this is my dream, the only dream in the past ten years!

There is no more tears left in the eyes! Ten years have passed, and the tears have long since turned into blood, and only blood is left in the eyes. The unyielding and uninhibited heart of ten years ago has long since turned into dust.

I woke up, I saw the jade shattered, and she was gone.

The confinement of the spiritual sea is gone, and I am recalled to the spiritual sea. A woman is suspended in the air on my spiritual sea, wearing a white gauze skirt, standing barefoot on my spiritual sea, her face is covered by a muddy but not turbid mist.

Red dust has no six desires and suffering,

The human heart is born with six desires.

Knowing only that the red dust can cross the immortals,

How do you know? Hongchen wants to fall into immortals!

This is "Red Dust Falling"! This is my sister's poem, it's my sister's poem! My sister has never told me about it!

Who are you? Who are you?

The woman turned around and stepped on my spiritual sea step by step, the back was so familiar, so happy that I was happy.

I chased after it desperately, but the distance was getting farther and farther, and I desperately chased my concern, but the distance between us was gone.

That's my concern! My only concern! Sister! Sister! Don't leave my brother alone! My brother wants to see your poetry again. Brother wants to hear your voice again. My brother wants to love you with my whole life, why don't you want to stay? I know my brother is incompetent! I don't protect you. Will you give my brother another chance? I'm willing to spend my whole life trying to protect you!

"Brother, I'm leaving, it's time for you to wake up!"

This is my sister's voice, but why is it so unfamiliar? Why?

No! No! No!

Why? Your voice, your appearance, your name, your poems for me, these memories are gone! My memory, my memory of you is gone! Why?

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

My spiritual sea has cracked, it has changed, it has materialized into the "boundary sea"! I have stepped into the emperor realm! But my memories have disappeared! My only concern has also disappeared!

Hahaha......

Who am I, I asked?

My name is "Immortal Calamity"

"Just for the Fallen Immortals"

Heaven and earth are vain, and they are not ashamed.

"Master, the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect is willing to accompany you and preach for you!" said a dossier flying in the starry sky.

"You're here! In that case, let's go!"

I walked on time, shattering the void, and for some reason my broken void turned into fragmented verses. When I saw those poems, there was a tear in the corner of my eye. Maybe that's my way!

I came to the top of the ten thousand worlds - the "fairy world", which overlooks the ten thousand worlds, and the aura is abundant, which is indeed not comparable to the ten thousand worlds, but only the lonely cold remains!

"Boy, you can enter the immortal realm just after you enter the emperor realm, your cultivation is not shallow! I am the "immortal venerable" here, do you want to accept you as an apprentice?" I saw an old man walking out of the immortal realm.

Although he has a kind smile on his face, his essential killing aura cannot be hidden, and there is that posture of looking down on the ten thousand worlds and me, he is not worthy of being an immortal!

I don't want to, but you have two options. One: self-falling red dust. Two: I'll help you.

"Huangkou Xiao'er, do you know who you're talking to! I have been respected for a thousand years, you have just stepped into the emperor realm, you and I are one of the "immortals" and the other is "dung"!"

My dust heart shook, the boundary sea swelled, the space around me was shattered, and another tear fell.

I want you dead!

You don't deserve reincarnation. Feel the sins in the red dust!

I'll only give you a sword.

This sword has no showmanship, raising the hand, stabbing the sword, and retracting.

You are not worthy of being an "immortal"

"Huangkou Xiao'er, you call it swordsmanship, it's ridiculous, I'll let you see what an "immortal" is!" the old man said sarcastically.

Are you still worthy of being called an immortal?

"Huangkou Xiao'er, what are you talking about! I! I! Why is my cultivation gone? Impossible! I'm an immortal! What have you done?"

Although this sword is simple and unpretentious, it is a great way to prove that you are not worthy of being an "immortal"! You are not recognized by the "immortal world".

Fall!

He saw a fallen immortal descend from the sky into the red dust, and Mother Earth told him why the flowers were so red.

At this time, the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect appeared from the void and asked me, "What is the name of that sword just now, master?

That sword should be called: "Fallen Red Dust". It's just borrowing the origin of the "fairy world". Okay, you won't understand it for a while, just follow me.

The sea of the world is the aura of the —— of the ten thousand worlds, and from today on, there can only be an emperor in the ten thousand worlds!

I take the origin as a sacrifice and declare it to the world!"I set up ten thousand worlds for one day, and I can only be a single immortal in all ten thousand worlds!"

One hundred years of the Ten Thousand Worlds Calendar: The Immortal Calamity began, and all the Emperor Realm creatures in the Ten Thousand Worlds gathered at the edge of the cage in an attempt to attack the cage.

One hundred and ten years of the Ten Thousand Worlds Calendar: The Imperial League was established, and the top 100 emperors of the Ten Thousand Worlds were organized to attack the cage.

One hundred and twenty years of the Ten Thousand Worlds Calendar: All the emperors who went to attack the cage fell, and none of them were spared.

Two hundred years of the Ten Thousand Worlds Calendar: The Imperial Alliance was dissolved, and no one in the cage of the Ten Thousand Worlds dared to call himself an immortal.

Three hundred years of the Ten Thousand Worlds Calendar: I stepped through the immortal barrier, entered the fairy land, surrendered to the fairy world, and announced to the world: I am the "Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal"!

I respect the fairy world alone, my sleeves are empty, and I sit on the seat of Sendai.

After becoming an immortal, I have transcended time and life, but all this is always virtual and real, turbid and clear. In order to refine his dusty heart, I sat on Sendai and overlooked the red dust of the ten thousand worlds, but this look is ten thousand years.

Five hundred years of immortal calamity: a woman who entered the emperor realm was born, and her name was famine.

Five hundred and twenty years of the Immortal Calamity: Emperor Fuhuang fought the first hundred emperors of the ten thousand realms with the power of one person and won. He is the first person in the Emperor Realm.

Five hundred and fifty years of the Immortal Calamity: The Emperor of the Wasteland called on all the emperors of the Ten Thousand Worlds to reorganize the Imperial League and attack the cage.

In the six hundred years of the Immortal Calamity, Emperor Fuhuang led hundreds of emperors to break through the cage and set foot in the fairy world.

The cage is broken, it's time to fall into immortality.

A woman brought hundreds of emperors to the outside of the immortal realm, but she was the only one who entered the immortal realm.

I sat cross-legged on top of Sendai and looked at her, "Do you want to become an immortal?"

"No, I want everyone in the world to be immortals," the woman said with a smile.

I'll only give you a sword, "Falling Red Dust".

It's "Red Dust Falling"!

Red dust has no six desires and suffering,

The human heart is born with six desires.

Knowing only that the red dust can cross the immortals,

How do you know? Hongchen wants to fall into immortals!

Is it it? The woman smiled brighter than she had just been.

And this sword could not be unsheathed. As an immortal, I should have cut off the six desires of Hongchen, but tears still dripped from my eyes. My dusty heart has never been so unbearable since I became an immortal.

"Okay, in order for the world to become immortals, you must die!" the woman took away the smile she had just seen, leaving only a barren killing aura.

But I don't know why the sword still can't get out of its sheath, and I can only watch as she pierces my heart with her sword.

And my dusty heart was willing to let her pierce, shaking violently, as if I had found a home.

The dust heart is broken, and I remember!

I'm Baiqi, and who is the woman in the white gauze skirt in front of me?

You're back!

Brother misses you so much!

I did my best to raise my arm and touch the person I missed the most in front of me.

My concern is back, but it's time for me to go!

Sister, my brother in this life wants you to live happily, so let me, an unsuccessful brother, do one thing for you in the end.

In the fairy world, I am willing to use the origin of my "Ten Thousand Worlds Immortal" to transcend the creatures of all worlds and become an immortal!

Sister, brother is gone!

But my brother wants to love you again!

Seven hundred years of immortal calamity: the chaos of immortal calamity, fixed. Those who are in the emperor realm are all detached from the immortal gate. But Emperor Fuhuang was unwilling to detach himself and stopped in the emperor realm for the rest of his life. The world sings praises him - the first emperor of all ages!

The history of the ten thousand worlds is broken, and the world sect preaches the Tao!

The immortal calamity is "the fairy world - the red dust fairy"! Tell the world.

"Immortal disaster" ends!

Sister, what do you think of this poem written by my brother?

Reincarnation is like ashes.

Hongchen is drunk, and he has no choice but to return.

Meng Po soup in the lust back,

How did Yama know that there was no reincarnation?

My brother is so stupid, and it has been thousands of years since I realized that this is the case......