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The man's white clothes are like snow, his white hair is as old as before, and his face is the same as his early twenties for thousands of years.

Look closely, the beautiful sunlight that fell into the stone hall shone on his body, but it failed to leave a shadow on the ground!

"Li Molan, interesting posterity, I wanted you to stay here with the pile of dry bones, but since you are familiar with her, I will let you go, but you must not forget, to fulfill the promise of 5,000 years ago for me, I can't let her see the beautiful and colorful shore flowers when she is alive, then I will let this shore flowers bloom all over her grave, so as to get rid of my heart knots and let me re-enter reincarnation." ”

His white hair reached waist-length, almost dragging him to the ground, looking into the depths of the distant snowfield, muttering to himself.

"But the heart is much better than I thought, is it difficult for this son to walk the road that I failed to complete back then? It's just that the burden of this son was given to him by others, not my own choice like that, and there is another obsession in my heart, how long can he go, how far, can he give up halfway? This road is very people can persevere, full of thorns, and if I hadn't enlightened the Tao with 70 years and preached the Tao with righteous words, I might not have been able to have the amazing feat of the year. ”

"But five thousand years ago, I paved the way for future generations with my own life, laying a good foundation for the mortal world, and there is no such ethereal mirage, if this son can really not reach the south wall and not look back, maybe I can pave this road farther. ”

"As for her ......"

He was silent suddenly, and after a long time, he said to himself: "My world is far from collapse, but I have died without regrets, as for those young people, don't care, I have been dead for so many years, and I still have to worry about this, the destruction of the Yubei Tomb will be destroyed, and my soul, after all, I can float back to my hometown to take a look." ”

"It's just ......" he suddenly showed a murderous look: "I want her to go out safely, nothing can hurt her, nothing can be done! All those chaos will disappear for me, I want her to go out unscathed, and I want her to be safe and stable for a lifetime!"

Countless killings flashed in his eyes, and he stood alone in the stone hall, like a giant who could shake the heavens and the earth.

Five thousand years ago, he was called the white-haired devil, how many gossips and slanders, but he never frowned, how many people died in his hands, but he didn't blink his eyes, but only her, no one can touch it! What he owed back then, he couldn't pay it back in his previous life, so of course he had to guard her, protect her, and make up for all the guilt in his heart!

The world calls him the white-haired devil, and later generations call him Yubei Immortal, it doesn't matter, in his eyes, what name is more cordial than Zhang Chunsheng's three words, the world calls her the saint of Daomen, but she will always be the Chen Qiusi in his heart, the little girl who dragged the sword with him to practice swords on the cliff in the hot summer, the little girl who cried and didn't let go when he left, the strange woman who drank and drank tears in the wine shop, the red-clothed girl who held the sword of the saint again in the next life, and was entangled with him and the Daomen in the next life.

Zhang Chunsheng stood in the stone hall, looking at the direction in which the girl in red left, tears in his eyes.

Outside the stone hall, the snow was shaking, like goose feathers.

He never thought that his remnant soul, who had never fallen into reincarnation because of his obsession, would be able to see her again, even though she no longer recognized him, but in the next life she knew his story with her, and that was enough!

The promise he couldn't fulfill was handed over to him by her side now, then this is enough, and his five thousand years of ghost can finally rest, and when she goes out safely, there will be nothing to be nostalgic about.

Deep in the snowfield, some snow-capped mountains are densely packed with cracks, and the chaotic qi can be faintly seen burning.

This is the scene of the collapse in the tomb of Yubei, although the vitality is still there, although the aura has not been dissipated, but after the bronze ancient ship from the wind and waves came, the destruction of this world has been irrepressible.

But after all, this is his Zhang Chunsheng's world, he doesn't let it collapse, it dares to collapse?!

The white-haired and white-clothed man looked angrily into the distance and shouted, "Destroy them all!"

This shout was like a cold roar, the howl broke through the nine skies, straight up to the Milky Way, like a rolling thunder in the sky, like a spring thunder bursting in the ears.

At this moment, everyone in the Yubei tomb felt their hearts tremble, as if there was a god angry.

Looking up, where did the gods come from? But I don't know where this feeling comes from, especially the more talented the cultivators, the more doubts in their hearts will be.

He stood in the depths of tens of thousands of miles of snowfield, standing in the center of the stone hall, like a giant supporting heaven and earth, his back was so tall and majestic that it could not be repeated.

With his roar, in the Eternal Night Wasteland, hundreds of life-destroying spirits in different locations suddenly lost their strength, the chaotic qi on the surface of their bodies suddenly dissipated, and hundreds of life-destroying spirits suddenly turned into stones and fell to the ground with a bang, this scene made countless demon beasts' eyes widen and unbelievable.

In the Banfeng Mountain Range, Lu Yu, Lan Kewu and other geniuses are joining forces to besiege a huge life-destroying spirit, countless swordsmanship secret techniques emerge one after another, and the surrounding aura is like a violent wind, and its great momentum can be felt for thousands of miles.

Suddenly, the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and even more visions appeared.

The white clouds suddenly tore into countless broken petals, and the weather was majestic.

Xia Kelan Kewu, as well as Wang He Wushuang and others looked at the sky in a daze, and their hearts were surprised, thinking that this trip to the Yubei Tomb was really a surprise, what is this vision of heaven and earth?

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth reversed, countless mountains and rocks floated in the air, and thousands of mountain peaks rose from the ground, levitating the sky!

Tens of thousands of ancient trees were uprooted, suspended in the void.

Thousands of mountains and rocky springs are like white exercises, and the sky is horizontal.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were reversed, and everyone couldn't help but show a terrifying look.

What kind of amazing weather is this?!

Countless life-destroying spirits flew out from the Banfeng Mountain Range, as if an invisible big hand pinched them, and with a slight pinch, these life-destroying spirits all turned into stone powder, falling with the wind, and the chaotic qi overflowed the heavens and the earth.

All the extinction souls in the entire small world of Yubei Tomb were all cleaned up at this moment!

In the stone hall, the remnants of his divine soul were suddenly transparent, and he looked particularly weak.

With white hair like snow, his eyes were calm, and there was a hint of relaxation, as if he had finally let go of something, and as if he was regretting.

His body became more and more transparent, and this weakness reminded him of the moment when he was in a desperate situation five thousand years ago, when his limbs were broken and three limbs were broken, and he was blinded again, and the pain was so heartbreaking, although it was not as painful as it was at that time, but the pain in his heart was even worse.

He muttered: "I missed you back then, thousands of years later, if I meet you again in the next life, then I will definitely not miss it again, for an obsession, five thousand years of my soul living in a small world without entering reincarnation, it is not too much to ask for an afterlife to look back and meet." ”

The red-clothed girl who appeared in front of him was not the one named Yu Huaji, but she who had accompanied him on the White Lotus Holy Mountain for several years to practice swords five thousand years ago.

For several lifetimes, she has always liked red clothes like that, his white hair is the same, and she is the same red clothes.

The scenery of his life kept changing in front of his eyes, like a marquee, and finally fixed on his chest being pierced by her sword.

At that time, my heart hurt, not just stabbed.

Looking at the heaven and earth snowfield, he spoke softly.

"Whether it's the white-haired demon or the Yubei immortals, I, Zhang Chunsheng, have remembered three people all my life, one is my father, one is my mother, and one is her. ”

"Seventy years of mortal life have seen a great righteousness, and five thousand years of soul have not dispersed, I only understood a love word. ”

"I did my duty, but I lost her love, the moment I cut off my qi, I said that I wanted to take her to see this shore flower in the next life, whether I could get my wish or not, I owed her never paid off. ”

"Only goodbye in the next life, my next life, her next life, even if I only build one boat in five thousand years, I am satisfied. ”

At this, he smiled bitterly.

The body is finally transparent to the extreme, almost completely diffusing between heaven and earth.

A moment before he vanished, he shouted loudly at the sky.

"Chen Qiusi, I like you!"

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...... (To be continued.) )