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There is no sense of accomplishment, only sadness.

The azure beam of light shot straight out, hitting the heart of the ghost king. The blue light was so pure, so clear, so bright. There are many kinds of power in the blue light, fighting for oneself, the good master of the Nine Turns of Reincarnation, the Blood Cultivation Pearl, and the white-bearded old Taoist who doesn't know the name yet, but the most important and important ...... It's the power of gray hair.

The moment Yu Baifa put his hands on An Zheng's back, An Zheng's left eye flowed bloody tears.

The blue light opened the reincarnation, and the ghost king's body stiffened for a moment, and then began to retreat, step by step, faster and faster. The Ghost Gate Pass is no longer the Ghost Gate Pass, it has become the previous green mountain. The mountains of ghosts were gone, replaced by the still delicate peach blossom of the tree.

The reincarnation is opened, and the ghost king is nowhere to be found.

After the Demon King disappeared, all the bones summoned by him were scattered on the ground, and there was no longer that ferocity.

Behind An Zheng's body, a person fell.

An Zheng turned around, and the blood and tears in his left eye slid down his cheek.

Zhou Dingliu, who had only half a life left, crawled over, hugged Yu Bai's corpse and cried. The corpse was not only hollowed out of life in an instant, but also hollowed out of weight in an instant, and the whole person was as light as a large ball of cotton wool.

The disciples of Wudang Mountain who were still alive all gathered around, and after the first person knelt down, everyone knelt down. Their heads were lowered deeply, against the earth.

Zhou Dingliu cried like a child: "You don't fucking talk anymore, didn't you say that I would leave first...... Damn, you're deliberately making everyone in the world owe a life, right?"

He raised his hand: "Lao Tzu will return it to you, you wait for me for a moment on the Huangquan Road." ”

An Zheng grabbed Zhou Dingliu's hand: "Don't die, I'll try." ”

Zhou Ding Liuluo paused: "What are you trying?"

An Zheng took a deep breath: "I didn't have time to explain, the power he sent into my body was not exhausted, so I was worried that he would die, so I left a few points." ”

An Zheng's eyes hurt as if they exploded, and the line of bright red blood and tears on his miserable white face looked so shocking. No one knew how much pain he was suffering, but he didn't care in the slightest.

"This reincarnation is not for the ghost king, but for him. ”

An Zheng raised his hand and covered his right eye: "My cultivation power is seriously depleted, although the feeling he left me is still there, but the strength is insufficient." Do any of you want to help me and see if I can send him into samsara? ”

"I'm coming!"

Qi Tian sat down cross-legged behind An Zheng, and put one hand on An Zheng's back: "Even if it drains my cultivation power, I am willing." ”

"I'll do it too!"

Chen Shaobai sat beside Qi Tian and also put a hand against An Zheng's back: "I haven't really served anyone in my life until now, even if it's me, no one is afraid of anyone, no one is a bird, and I am a father who is a god, and I am not wholeheartedly obedient to him." But for gray hair, I'm convinced. There is a kind of person who is worthy of my lifelong memories to be feared, but this kind of person cannot only live in memories. ”

"I'll do it too!"

Zhou Dingliu struggled forward, leaving a blood-colored trail.

A hand was placed on Zhou Dingliu's shoulder, and his tone was gentle but firm: "People are not dead yet, and it is not your turn to be a half-dead person." ”

It was a woman, and she looked badly injured. The ghost king went down the mountain, and the first old Taoist in Wudang Mountain to directly attack the ghost king, Yu Baifa's uncle. The second is Zhou Dingliu, and the third is her...... The general of the Daxi Temple, Gu Jiuxi.

Far away, Zuo Jiantang, another Daxi Temple general, snorted coldly: "What is the strength of a female streamer? Daxi's face has been lost by you." ”

He shook his hand and turned to leave.

Gu Jiuxi glanced at An Zheng: "I don't know if it's enough, if it's not enough, everyone should be willing to try." I want to know, where will you send him if you start reincarnation?"

An Zheng shook his head: "My power of reincarnation is almost exhausted, but one of his feelings is still there." The strength of a few of us should be enough, and I don't know where I will send him. Maybe you succeed, you may fail, but the worst outcome is nothing more than death. He's dead, so there's no worst. This last realization, I will return it to him for the world. He sacrificed his life for the world for 300 years, and I will represent the world and return his life for 300 years. ”

An Zheng took a deep breath, and the three azure light spots in his left eye rotated again, although they were not as bright as before, but they were more powerful. When the three points of light are rotated to the extreme, a small blue circle of light is formed. In the aperture, a pure blue light shot out, hitting the heart of the white hair.

The halo ripples that can be seen with the naked eye ripple out around the white-haired body and sweep quickly. The light wave stretched outward, and no one knew how far it would go, maybe covering the entire Asgard Palace, maybe more and bigger places.

The pain in An Zheng's left eye erupted, and finally reached a level that even he couldn't bear. He collapsed as soon as it was dark, and he didn't know if he had succeeded until he fell unconscious.

This is the first time that An Zheng has started reincarnation, and perhaps the last. After all, his opening of reincarnation this time has little to do with his own strength. Opening reincarnation is the ability of the nine-turn reincarnation eye, and what prompts this ability is the perception with gray hair. An Zheng is only a leader, but it is not a provider of power. No one can say that An Zheng will not start reincarnation in the future, after all, he is a pervert with good talent that can make most people jealous.

When An Zheng woke up, he didn't know how long it had been.

But he noticed that his surroundings had changed, and there was no one around him. Lying on a green meadow, the faint scent of wildflowers penetrating into my nose is refreshing. There was still the sound of water not far away, but it sounded soft and pleasant. An Zheng sat up, feeling that there was nothing that didn't hurt, especially his left eye, although it was worse than before, but this kind of pain might not be bearable if he was an ordinary person, and he would have the heart to die.

After An Zheng sat up, he found that there was a very beautiful mountain not far away. At the foot of the mountain there seemed to be puffs of smoke wafting up, where should people live. An Zheng took a closer look at the mountain, and found that it was somewhat similar to the mountain where the ghost king came down the mountain he saw in the fairy palace, could it be that he didn't actually leave, could it be someone else who left?

At that moment, An Zheng felt that he had fallen into fear, he was not afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that he had gotten himself to an unknown place, or even another world, or a certain period of time. In that case, he may never see Qu Liuxi again, Du Thin and Thin, and Gu Qianye and them.

He decided to ask what's going on.

Just as he was about to go to the place where there was a house to inquire about the situation, he saw a few people coming on the path in the distance. A dark-skinned, honest-looking farmer came bare-chested pushing a wheelbarrow, and the man seemed to have wounds on his body, and the wounds were still bleeding. When An Zheng approached, An Zheng found that the man's injuries were mainly concentrated on his back, one by one, which was shocking.

He must have been protecting something, so he used his arms to protect the person he wanted to protect, and his back became the shield of the person he wanted to protect.

There was a young woman on the wheelbarrow, very beautiful, with very shabby clothes. It seemed that her face was very bad, white and almost bloodless. It's like recovering from a serious illness, and it's like being overly sad. Strangely, next to the wheelbarrow was an old Taoist man wearing a green robe and a white beard, silently following the wheelbarrow.

An Zheng didn't know the story of Yu Baifa, and he didn't know the legend of Wudang Mountain, so he didn't know what kind of scene this was.

"Excuse me, where is this?"

An Zheng asked politely.

The man with dark skin and bleeding wounds stopped, grinning in pain but still smiling honestly: "This is Dameng Mountain, are you lost? If you want to enter the mountain, keep walking in the direction behind me." If you go to Junshui City, you should be on the same road as me. Judging by your clothes, you should be a rich son, I'm afraid you can't find a direction and companion when you go out hunting. ”

An Zheng thanked him, took out some wound medicine from the space magic weapon and handed it to the man: "If your wound is not treated, it will worsen." ”

The white-bearded old Taoist snorted, but he didn't stop it.

An Zheng was a little angry: "You white-bearded old Taoist seems to be a cultivator, why don't you help him?"

The white-bearded old Taoist was also angry: "Why do you want to help him, it is he who is stupid, those village men have done evil, why should he bear the guilt? He was beaten and deserved to be beaten." ”

The man smiled: "Yes, yes, it's my own fault." ”

An Zheng went up to apply the wound medicine, and the white-bearded old Taoist just watched. An Zheng asked the old Taoist: "Even if he is stupid and suffers for others, he is only stupid and not evil after all." ”

Old Taoist: "I despise fools the most." ”

He sighed: "I'm a fool too. ”

An Zheng was slightly stunned, and said in his heart that this old man was really sick.

"You're sick. ”

The white-bearded old Taoist glared at him, then raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's going to be three days." ”

An Zheng: "What does three days mean?" ”

The old man with the white beard said, "What does it have to do with you?" but it doesn't hurt to tell you...... There's a little Taoist kid named Zhang who is going to take this kid away, and this kid might kill some of me when he grows up in the future...... So I beat up the little kid surnamed Zhang and threw it in the ditch down the mountain, and I didn't plan to let the little kid surnamed Zhang take this little kid away. ”

An Zheng frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

The white-bearded old Taoist sighed: "You are also a fool, and you are still a bastard." ”

An Zheng: "If it weren't for your white beard, would you believe it or not, I would beat you?!"

The white-bearded old Taoist: "Young man, don't brag, you can't beat me now...... When the time comes, this child has been with you for three days, and I am ready to take him away. The child had a lifespan of 370 years, but his confidant was foolish and damaged himself for 300 years. It's me who is sorry for him, the little kid surnamed Zhang doesn't know what the way of heaven is, so he can only live for him for thirty years at most...... Thirty years is a fart, and I am ready to renew his life for another three hundred years, and let him be an old monster who can live for six hundred years. ”

An Zheng reacted suddenly: "You are!"

The white-bearded old Taoist blew his beard and glared: "I'm not! I'm ....... Forget it, what does it have to do with you, you go and go to be your saint. I also walked, and I atoned for my own sins. ”

He picked up the child: "Yu Baifa, this name is very ugly...... From now on, you will change your name to Yu Liubai, which is much better than what Yu Bai Hai sounded like. ”

An Zheng laughed and cried, pouting: "This name is even uglier." ”

The white-bearded old Taoist glared: "Then what do you call it beautiful!"

An Zheng: "Then it's called Yu Meimei." ”

The white-bearded old Taoist paused for a moment, and then laughed: "Then it's called Yu Meimei, anyway, in the future, it's not me who he thinks the name is not good to hate, but you." ”

The white-bearded old Taoist looked at the man and woman: "There is an ancient tomb on the mountain of Zhennan, and there is a well in the ancient tomb, and drinking a sip of water from the well can prolong the Chinese New Year's Eve." You're all fools, and fools should live a few more years..... Because fools don't hurt anyone. ”

After speaking, the white-bearded old Taoist rose into the air.

In mid-air, he raised his hand and pointed to his left eye: "It still hurts." ”

An Zheng: "I hurt more than you." ”

The old Taoist laughed: "You deserve it, it hurts you to death...... The kid with the surname Ann...... Thanks a lot. ”