Time flies, everything is born and dies, this is something that no one can stop. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under the ruthless carving of the years, Long Yuchen and Bai Wushuang have long since lost their glory and have become gray-haired old men, but they live very happily and contentmently.

The two of them have supported each other all their lives, accompanied each other to old age, and have never had a word in their lives, this kind of life of helping each other and growing old together, even if the gods see it, I am afraid they will feel envious.

In the sixtieth year passed, Jing Xin saw that her parents were getting older, and she almost let go of everything at hand, and accompanied Long Yuchen and Bai Wushuang, like a child who didn't grow up.

This feeling of being lost for a long time also made Bai Wushuang and Long Yuchen more and more satisfied, after staying for two years, the new world pattern promoted by Jingxin has been completely finalized, that is, in this year, the three of them embarked on a journey of aliens together.

In the early years, Long Yuchen and Bai Wushuang traveled all over the territory of the human race and saw the customs and customs of various places, which made the two of them often miss it when they were old, and now, as they get older, they take Jingxin and embark on another unusual travel path.

The three of them walked and stopped, and in the territory of the barbarian birds and beasts, they saw the scenery that they had never seen in the territory of the human race, especially those big rivers and mountains that had never been changed before, they were even more majestic and handsome, which made Bai Wushuang very forgetful.

And seeing her happy, Long Yuchen and Jingxin's hearts were also unusually satisfied, and they felt more and more that this trip was worthwhile.

In this way, it took the three of them almost eighteen years to completely travel through the six foreign races, and fortunately, over the years, Long Yuchen often nourished Bai Wushuang's body, otherwise, it would not be easy to complete this journey at her advanced age.

During this period of time, Long Yuchen did not forget to tell Jing Xin about some things that he paid attention to in cultivation, especially about the illusory, and he tried his best to pass it on, so that Jing Xin went further and further on this road.

If it weren't for Long Yuchen's multiple experiences, he would not be able to compare with Jing Xin based on the illusory alone, because his Dao was not here, but Jing Xin was born of the Dao Heart, so it was determined.

In the ninetieth year, that is, when the three of them were about to complete this long journey, news came from the ancestral temple that people in the mountain village began to die.

Because of this incident, the three of them also took the opportunity to end the trip, and this return trip was also the second time that Bai Wushuang experienced the speed with which Long Yuchen took her to fly through the sky.

At Long Yuchen's extreme speed, the three of them returned to the place where they left with almost no tea, and at this speed, Jingxin also deeply experienced the horror of his father Long Yuchen, and the awe in his eyes was a kind of pride that could not be expressed in words.

Looking at Tie Mu, whose breath of life was weakening, Long Yuchen and Bai Wushuang were both extremely sentimental, after so many years, the people who were with each other at the beginning began to have some people who couldn't survive the ravages of the years.

"Knowing you, I've been quite satisfied in my life, especially you, Yeyu, Tiemu is really satisfied..."Tiemu took Long Yuchen's hand, and his old face was full of satisfied smiles.

However, before he finished speaking, he was no longer alive, he walked very calmly, and he was caught off guard, as if he had waited for so long at the last moment just to say this sentence to Long Yuchen.

The crying came, the crying went, and the departure of Tiemu touched Long Yuchen's heart a lot, pulling this ordinary friend who had been with him for almost a hundred years, Long Yuchen was speechless for a while, and was silent for a long time.

And Bai Wushuang was also silent for a long time, tears in her eyes fell silently, but she still had to comfort Cuihua, a partner who had grown up with her since childhood.

In the second year of her marriage with Long Yuchen, Cuihua married Tiemu, the two have been together all their lives, living an ordinary and simple life, and the trivial things have made them go through this life together, and now, Tiemu's departure makes Cuihua a little difficult to support.

The farewell of life, the two of them have long known in their hearts, but the person who left first, no matter what, is a blow to the living, which is really difficult to change and accept.

Time passed, and there were fewer and fewer familiar people in the village, and in nearly a hundred years, Temu was the first to pass away, and in less than two years, Cuihua was also gone.

It's only been three years, and the only old people who still exist in the village are Long Yuchen and Bai Wushuang, and the old face has long been replaced by the new face, which makes the two of them feel nostalgic from time to time.

Fortunately, as they get older and life is impermanent, both of them have seen through it, looking at the people around them, the two of them are not completely immersed in sadness while feeling nostalgic.

Under the sunset, the two figures snuggled up to each other, as if they had melted into one person, the shadows were entangled, accompanied, and the fusion was the love of two people for nearly a hundred years.

"Wushuang, do you regret it in this life?" The departure of friends one after another made Long Yuchen make a new decision, and he asked softly: "I want to lead you on the path of cultivation, you can live in the world forever, and you don't have to go through the hardships of life and old age again." ”

However, Bai Wushuang's reaction was beyond his expectations, this was once an ethereal and captivating girl, and although she was old, her eyes still flashed with wisdom.

"I am very content to be able to join hands with you for a lifetime, I am very happy, wouldn't it be very good to end and end like this, in fact, you don't need to tell me this, I think I have a lot to do with you for a hundred years. ”

Long Yuchen was stunned, the woman in his arms actually responded like this, which made him in a daze, and he felt more and more guilty in his heart, he insisted on leading her into the path of cultivation and renewing her life.

Because so many years have passed, Long Yuchen has already found a solution to Bai Wushuang's inability to cultivate, he had mentioned this matter at the beginning, but he never thought that Bai Wushuang would refuse, and now, when he mentioned it again, the result was still the same.

Bai Wushuang smiled, stroked the sparse white hair on his head, and said: "What I like is the person who accompanies me to old age in this life, not the so-called lifelong cultivation, immortality, if I really embark on this road, when the time comes, you and I will still be separated forever, that is not the years I can bear, and what I like after all is just the people and things here, the most important thing in life is not to have it forever, it is to be accompanied by the past, as long as we have been touched and accompanied to old age, I am already very satisfied, and it is enough to have all this." ”

She smiled, but resolutely rejected Long Yuchen.

"Mother, father!"

In the distance, Jing Xin ran back, dressed in coarse linen clothes, just like Bai Wushuang back then, the white night of that year, ordinary and simple, it was completely impossible to see that she was the ancestral goddess who laid a new world pattern in one fell swoop.

With a basket of fresh wild vegetables, she returned with a full load, looking at the old man snuggled together, her eyes were full of calm blessings, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

My father is fine, but my mother's time is finally gone, and there is not much left.

In the sunset, the family of three, two gray-haired old men, together with an ordinary but captivating woman, walked home together, the scene, just like that back then, has not changed under the changes of the years.

Slowly moving away, under the reflection of the sunset, the shadows behind the three of them are getting longer and longer, but they are more and more peaceful and peaceful, this is a happy family.

A year later, under the Phoenix Mountain, which was smashed by Long Yuchen that year, there was a new grave, in which Bai Wushuang was buried.

The white-haired Long Yuchen wept, withered here, sat alone idiotically, and sat for three years, and Jingxin also completely let go of everything in the past three years and accompanied her father.

Because she knew that this might be the last three years she would be able to be with her father, and when the three years were over, his father would leave, and she would do her best to master the Illusory, so that they could meet again.

Three years later, after the white-haired Long Yuchen stopped in front of Bai Wushuang's grave for a day and a night, he turned around and left heavily, and with one step, his appearance began to change.

The loose and old skin has become delicate and full of vitality, and the rickety body has become erect, like a mountain that can never be crushed, towering in the world.

One step at a time, after a hundred steps, Long Yuchen's old face faded and he became a young man with vigorous vitality again, his eyes were like electricity, and his white hair was like snow, just like he was back then, and he had never changed.

But his eyes are full of the vicissitudes of the world, the cycle of years, which looks deep and vast, and becomes more and more unfathomable.

After talking with Jingxin for a day, he left at night under Jingxin's gaze, unintentionally coming, intentionally going, a reincarnation, a prosperous curtain call, waiting for him will be a delayed journey.

A hundred years of years, a hundred years of glory, under the changes of the years, a reincarnation ended, Long Yuchen tasted everything in the world, which made his understanding of reincarnation more and more profound, but his heart has thousands of knots, and he has not been able to enter the realm of condensation through this.

Maybe it's not that he can't get in, but he doesn't want to enter it yet.

However, this does not affect the improvement of his combat power, although he has the shackles of the cultivation realm, but he is still terrifying, and he is still incomparable to many condensation realms in the world.

After stopping for a night, Jing Xin's gaze also became deeper, like a female emperor who reigns over the world, peerless elegance, and unparalleled domineering, which shook the entire sunny sky illusion and made many people perceive it.

At dawn the next day, she came to Bai Wushuang's grave and sat in front of her mother's grave, she was silent for a long time, and the decades spent together came to her heart, making her remember it for a long time.

In the end, she shattered the tomb, put away the illusion that had been hidden from Long Yuchen, and took Bai Wushuang, the mother who had sealed her life force away, and took her away from here.

Bai Wushuang's longevity is naturally not at the end yet, and there should be three more years to live, but for the sake of future companionship, Jing Xin can only use this method to secretly seal her mother, and blinded her father Long Yuchen's perception with an illusory approach.

This method was actually a secret method that Bai Ye had passed on to her back then, if it weren't for this, Bai Wushuang would definitely not have Shou Yuan, and Jing Xin would not have achieved so much in the Illusory One.

"Mother, you have suffered, when I have broken through the illusion, I will take you to find your father, don't blame me for this, I really don't want you to be separated between life and death. Jingxin whispered, expressing not only her heart, but also the wish of Bai Ye back then.

All of this is what Long Yuchen doesn't know, and when he knows, whether it will be ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, it will be a time that no one can know.