Chapter 222: Invitation

"Thank you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Bai Xuan was in a hazy white light, with a relieved smile on his handsome face. It's just that his feet are starting to dissipate.

Jun Ruoli's pupils shrank suddenly, he knew that this meant that Bai Xuan was about to die.

"Senior, you ......" Jun Ruoli was a little stunned for a while, Zhu Bing'er did not hesitate to set up a bureau that would take at least five hundred years to complete at the cost of his life, just to keep Bai Xuan alive, but why did Bai Xuan die at this moment?

Bai Xuan smiled: "Hehe, I said, when I was completely eroded by dark magic, this body no longer belonged to me. It's already dead, in fact, I ended myself hundreds of years ago, but because of my own strength, my soul has been alive for so long. ”

"In the past few hundred years, I have endured more pain than you can imagine, and to die at this moment is truly liberating. Bai Xuan looked at Jun Ruoli, a young man with almost negligible strength, but with his wisdom and faith, he won his respect.

"But!" Jun Ruoli's heart seemed to be a little depressed, and he said, "Isn't what Zhu Bing'er did just to let you live well!"

Bai Xuan was stunned, he looked at Jun Ruoli, this young man's face was full of anger at the moment.

"Because of you, Bai Yin has become a guardian of the realm, and he will not be able to step out of the middle realm for half a step in the middle of the realm for a thousand years! Zhuyin has become the soul of Rasheng Pagoda because of you, and he can't do without Rasheng Pagoda for half a step in this life! Do you know that they are two people who love each other, just to let you live, but they are only thousands of miles away but they will not see each other in this life!" Jun Ruoli's fist creaked, and the more he said to the end, the more he roared: "So many people sacrifice their happiness and even their lives because of you, just because they want you to live!" And you ended yourself because of the pain......"

Sou!

Meng Yanyu was suddenly startled, because Jun Ruoli had already turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Bai Xuan.

"You bastard!"

Boom!

Jun Ruoli appeared in front of Bai Xuan, and he had already smashed Bai Xuan's face with a punch.

At this moment, the space seemed unusually quiet. The sound of fists smashing on his face echoed in this empty space for a long time, and Bai Xuan's face was tilted to the side due to being hit hard by Jun Ruoli's punch.

"Are you just trampling on what others have done to you? Your life, from the moment you are sealed by Zhu Bing'er, does not belong to you alone. Jun Ruoli suddenly calmed down, he looked at the man in front of him, and his eyes met with him.

Most of Bai Xuan's body has dissipated, and only the upper half of his body remains.

"You're right. Bai Xuan was not angry, his tone was still peaceful.

"Thank you for letting me understand this while I was still alive. Bai Xuan smiled and threw Jun Ruoli a palm-sized box: "You use this 'Sumeru Box' to bring the Rasheng Pagoda to the boundary in the realm, the Rasheng Pagoda cannot be released inside the realm, otherwise the realm in the realm will collapse, and Bai Yin will die." ”

Jun Ruoli was stunned, he looked at the box in his hand and was silent.

"Not just for yourself, but for those who love you. Is this your belief?" Bai Xuan asked.

"Hmm!" Jun Ruo nodded heavily.

"Thank you. Bai Xuan smiled, at this moment his body had completely dissipated, and only that handsome face remained: "You saved this world, and in return, the Tai Chi Nine Turntable sent you." ”

Jun Ruoli was stunned in place, not because of the Tai Chi Nine Turntable, but because of the sentence "You saved the world" that lasted in this space for a long time.

Somehow, He Yinglong's sentence "You are not a savior, and it is impossible to become a savior" has been lingering in Jun Ruoli's ears.

Bai Xuan died, just like the last wisp of Zhu Bing'er's remnant soul, and disappeared into the world forever. The thousands of years of affection and dedication are finally understood.

The underground world was empty, there was no Tai Chi totem, and the formations on the ground also disappeared with Bai Xuan's death. Death-like silence, like this darkness's farewell to Bai Xuan.

"Let's go. After being silent for a long time, Jun Ruoli took the Tai Chi Nine Turntable back into the Qiankun rune card, and then walked the way he came.

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Heroic Soul Tomb, in front of Rasheng Pagoda.

Zhuyin sat quietly on the eaves of the second-floor tower, since the violent shaking just now, the Rasheng Pagoda had returned to its original calm, which made her extremely curious and worried.

There were bursts of footsteps from inside the gate on the first floor of the Luo Sheng Pagoda, and Jun Ruoli and Meng Yanyu slowly walked out of it.

"You succeeded!" A hint of joy appeared on Zhuyin's cold face, but after Jun Ruoli and Meng Yanyu walked out of the Rasheng Pagoda, Bai Xuan did not follow out.

"Where's Master?" asked Zhuyin.

Jun Ruoli looked at Zhuyin and said, "Senior Bai Xuan has ......."

"How is it possible!" Zhuyin naturally knew what Jun Ruoli's pause meant, and she exclaimed: "Master Zhu, she set up the seal just to ......"

Jun Ruoli shook his head, he just said: "People are not as good as heaven." ”

Zhuyin sat on the eaves of the tower gloomily, her eyes staring blankly ahead, as if she was stunned.

"Zhuyin, do you want to see Bai Yin?" Jun Ruoli looked at Zhuyin and asked.

Zhuyin suddenly looked at Jun Ruoli, she didn't speak, but that eager gaze said everything.

"Senior Bai Xuan, before he died, asked me to take you to see Bai Yin. Jun Ruoli looked at Zhuyin and smiled.

"White ...... White Yin. Zhuyin looked into the distance stupidly, the name churning in her heart day and night. That face was deeply engraved in his mind.

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Great Ancient Barren Forest.

After Jun Ruoli and Meng Yanyu searched, they finally found the entrance to the realm within the realm.

Jun Ruoli took out the "Sumeru Box" and opened it. I saw the Rasheng Pagoda fly out of it, and it rose from a small tower the size of a palm to a giant tower dozens of feet high against the storm.

In the realm within the realm, Bai Yin was looking at Bai Xuan's portrait in the lobby. After a long time, he sighed and took out a flute from behind him. This flute is exactly the same as the one in Zhuyin's hand, and it seems to be a pair.

Woo――――

Suddenly, a flute echoed between the heavens and the earth. The sound of the flute converges into a single song, which echoes in this world for a long time.

It's like calling, the person standing in my memory, thousands of years, where are you now?

Bai Yin's withered hand suddenly shook, and the flute in his hand was held tightly by him. He shuddered and looked back at the source of the flute.

He stumbled out of the room, a little ground under his feet, and flew into the air a thousand meters in the air.

With a wave of Bai Yin's sleeve robe, a hole suddenly appeared in the space in the sky. Outside that mouth, there is a great ancient barren forest.

It's just that the black giant tower made his pupils shrink.

A shadow slowly stood on the eaves of the tower parallel to Bai Yin, and she still had the short hair that reached her ears. It's still the same strong suit, just like a thousand years ago, with a flute behind him.

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the air, and the leaves were flying in the sky, and the sound of bamboo was quietly gazing in the middle of these leaves.

It turned out that this day would really come. People who once thought they would accompany him for the rest of his life, but they didn't even have time to say goodbye, and they were separated for a thousand years.

Bai Yin trembled, and in the moment of a thousand years of snapping his fingers, the memories that had been flipped countless times in the years seemed to have happened yesterday.

"You ......" Bai Yin hesitated, and he lowered his head. Zhuyin is as beautiful as a thousand years ago, but he is already an old man in his last years.

"Long time no see, Bai Yin, I miss you. Zhuyin suddenly leaked a sweet smile, and her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

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"Jun Ruoli, where are you going now?" In the Great Ancient Wasteland, Jun Ruoli and Meng Yanyu slowly intertwined between these countless huge ancient trees, Meng Yanyu asked.

Jun Ruoli frowned at this moment, not because he thought of something, but because of the conflict between the fighting spirit and the vitality in his body.

"It's getting stronger and stronger...... Jun Ruoli muttered to himself, at this moment his body was like two crazy beasts, attacking each other, making him feel that his breath was extremely disordered.

"I want to go to the ghost castle, and I don't know what happened to Uncle He. Jun Ruoli took a long breath and said.

"Who?" Meng Yanyu's face suddenly changed, and his jade hand slammed into the air with a strong wind.

There was a "huh" sound in the air, a black shadow flashed, and an old man's ghost appeared in front of the two of them.

"Little friend, I've finally found you!" the old man in black sighed.

"Xiao Suotu senior?" Jun Ruoli looked at it fixedly, wasn't that the Xiao Suotu he had met before.

"Old man Xiao Suotu, by the order of the first god general of the Meizu clan, please Jun Xiaoyou follow me to the Meihuang Palace quickly!" Xiao Suotu suddenly half-knelt on the ground and pleaded with Jun Ruoli.