Chapter 1717: The Cycle of Life and Death

The remote street has finally returned to calm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

But the Holy Ancestor Dynasty set off a monstrous storm and bloody rain.

The two people who were chased to the door of the blacksmith shop were the royal family of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty.

One of them is the prince of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty, Nangong Xuanyi.

Unfortunately, when the emperor died, the queen united with a group of ministers in a coup d'Γ©tat and chased him to the point that there was no way to enter the heavens and the earth.

The fate of Nangong Xuanyi and the fate of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty were completely changed on that day.

The day after leaving, he and his younger brother's cultivation broke through to the Quasi-Emperor Martial Mirror.

Without going through the thunder tribulation, directly advance to the quasi-emperor martial mirror!

The two people who cultivated for the surge gathered the old department, directly killed the palace, bulldozed the rebel party, and settled the country in one hand!

Since then, the Holy Ancestor Dynasty has been peaceful and peaceful.

It is said that time can make people forget everything.

Fifteen years later, the miracle that had happened in the street was gone.

Many neighbors have a dream-like feeling about the events of that year, and they regard the events of that year as legends and stories.

In their eyes, Shen Lang, who was once mysterious, has returned to normal.

After all, back then, Shen Lang did not do anything.

Whether what happened happened or not had anything to do with him, no one can say clearly.

Shen Lang's business is still not good.

More people came, but fewer people bought.

Speaking of which, he is still asking too high...... A wood carving can easily cost hundreds of taels of gold, even if it is a rich family, it will not be willing to pay such a price.

It's just that in front of Shen Lang's shop, on the day of the beginning of every month, there will be two strangers.

The two strangers, with their heads, covered their whole bodies tightly.

Every time they came to this shop, they didn't speak, just knelt down calmly, kowtowed a few times, and then knelt in front of the door and whispered something that outsiders couldn't understand.

They seemed to be telling some things that happened in the Holy Ancestor Dynasty, but their voices were too small for the neighbors to hear clearly.

After more than an hour, the two men would stand up, leaving behind a package containing gold leaves.

And Shen Lang in the shop didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The contents of the package were finally picked up by Xiao Linlin, who had grown into a big girl, and sent them into the shop.

The neighborhood has accepted such a weirdo.

And even a little grateful to this weirdo...... Anyway, I don't know why, the imperial court has never collected taxes like the shops on this street.

This street, which was originally very remote, has become very prosperous inexplicably.

And the inexplicable flow of people made the owners of various stores smile and be very happy every day.

On this day, Zhou Linlin, who was already married, rushed into Shen Lang's shop with a crying voice: "Uncle...... Uncle, Daddy, he's gone......"

Shen Lang put down the wood carving in his hand and slowly raised his head.

Over the years, he has treated Zhou Yuan as a big brother.

And this honest and simple man has long treated him as his own brother.

Zhou Yuan, who is strong and strong, is only forty-eight years old, and he has no illness or disaster, so he can't imagine it......

Shen Lang followed Zhou Linlin and walked into the blacksmith shop.

Inside the blacksmith shop, the cry shook the sky.

The surrounding neighborhoods are all sad and sighing.

Zhou Yuan lay quietly in the coffin, and Zhou Linlin's husband and Zhou Xiaotian knelt beside him, crying heartbreakingly.

Standing aside was the mother of Zhou Linlin's sister and brother.

This woman is also sad in her heart at this moment, and she is much haggard.

A good family, living a carefree life, wanting to enjoy the joy of family, suddenly suffered such a catastrophe, it is really unbearable.

Shen Lang's gaze fell on the young Zhou Xiaotian.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Even if you erase everything in the Heavenly Dao, consciousness, and memory...... But after all, this Heavenly Dao is a collection of residual laws, and being its parents is all about longevity. ”

Under Shen Lang's gaze, Zhou Linlin's mother only had less than three months left to live, which also made Shen Lang see clearly.

Seeing Shen Lang come in, Zhou Linlin's mother wiped the tears on her face, made a blessing, and said in a low voice: "The surviving Zhou family, I have seen the eldest brother of the Liu family." ”

Shen Lang's name here is Liu Lang.

The surrounding neighbors also came to say hello one by one.

After so many years, Shen Lang is already a person with status here.

Shen Lang nodded slightly and walked to the bed.

Zhou Yuan on the bed walked very leisurely, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

That's when ......

On Zhou Yuan's corpse, a black gas slowly emerged.

The black qi slowly condensed into the appearance of Zhou Yuan, wafting in the sky.

No one could see him, he looked blankly at everything around him, as if he felt very cold, hugging his body.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Shen Lang's body, and he looked at Shen Lang.

"Brother......

Zhou Yuan screamed a little panicked, his face full of sadness.

The cycle of life and death cannot be controlled by gods and demons.

But as long as there are still feelings, who wants to give up the world like this?

A ray of light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes, and it penetrated into Zhou Yuan's soul.

Zhou Yuan, who originally felt cold to the bone, only felt a wave of warmth coming, just like basking in the sun in winter, warm and comfortable.

"Brother, I'm ...... Am I dead?"

Zhou Yuan was still a little unable to control his body, and said sentimentally.

Shen Lang nodded slightly.

Zhou Yuan sighed.

He wanted to weep, but the tears turned into bits of light and dissipated into the void.

"It turns out that this is a lifetime......" Zhou Yuan looked at his corpse on the bed, and his eyes fell on his wife, son, daughter, and son-in-law.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Really, before I died, I was still reprimanding Xiaotian. ”

"He spent money and went to buy a gadget, and I said two things to him...... In fact, I didn't get angry in my heart, I just told him to know that he should be diligent and thrifty, but not to spend money indiscriminately. ”

"He said that his sister is going to give birth, and he is going to be an uncle, so prepare gifts in advance......"

"My dad is really useless, so he just let it go and left. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Shen Lang again: "Brother, back then, I knew that you were not mortal......

"Over the years, our family has been blessed by you. ”

"However, I didn't use the gold leaves you gave, so I packed them all up and put them under the bed. ”

"Now that I'm leaving, can I allow Xiao Linlin and them to take out a little?"

As he spoke, six reincarnated phantoms appeared in the void.

A huge suction force pulled Zhou Yuan's soul and went towards humanity.

Shen Lang raised his head and glanced at the six reincarnations that were running on their own, and the light in his eyes flickered.

Suddenly, the power of the six realms of reincarnation disappeared out of thin air.

A reverse force, holding Zhou Yuan's soul, came towards his corpse!

"It's ......"

Zhou Yuan knew that Shen Lang was not an ordinary person, but he was still a little unbelievable when he felt all these changes!

Shen Lang was silent, but his voice sounded in Zhou Yuan's mind: "Brother Zhou, your life is not over, don't be in such a hurry to leave." ”

"Get some sleep, wake up and life will go on. ”

Just when there was a cry in the room, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Look, why did Zhou Yuan's face become ruddy?"

Except for Shen Lang, everyone was stunned.

Immediately, another sharp-eyed person screamed: "Oops, Zhou Yuan's chest rose and fell, as if it was ...... Looks like you're breathing?"

"He's not dead, he's not dead!"

Just when people were surprised, Zhou Yuan on the bed opened his eyes and let out a long breath of turbidity: "Oops, I had a dream, I can't see anyone in the dark, but I am suffocated!"

Sadness turned into ecstasy, and the whole room burst into laughter!

Shen Lang silently walked out of the door.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, his gaze as if it had penetrated countless spaces, falling on the body of Snow Jingle and Xue Shiyin, the graveyard of the gods.

When Jingle Bell's soul was gone, wasn't he grief-stricken?

It's a pity that even if he surpassed the level of domination back then, he still couldn't come back to life.

And now, he controls the six reincarnations, controls the entire heaven and earth, and once again feels the sad emotions of Zhou Yuan's family, but there is another kind of touch.

Human emotions are not given by the Heavenly Dao, nor are they controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao controls the fate of all beings, but all beings laugh when they want to laugh and cry when they want to cry.

Even the demon body created by the laws of heaven was purified by Lan Er's tears back then, and finally awakened Wu Lintian.

This heaven and earth are sentient......

Shen Lang carried his hands behind his back, as if he had an understanding.

The integration of laws has reached the limit;

The beings inside the ruthless knife are about to be fully measured;

In the graveyard of the gods, they are about to wake up......

It's time to leave.

After Shen Lang gave Zhou Yuan's family hundreds of years of longevity, he flicked his robe and walked slowly along the street.

"Uncle!"

Behind, Zhou Linlin's voice rang out: "Uncle, are you leaving?"

This girl who looks at Shen Lang's carving every day still doesn't have any spiritual power, but her perception has clearly reached the level of gods and demons!

Zhou Yuan and the others gathered at the door of the blacksmith shop and looked at Shen Lang in unison.

Shen Lang smiled at Zhou Linlin, and the statues of several people in his shop flew out and fell into his hands.

Then, he smiled and said, "Haven't you always liked carving, uncle's shop, I'll leave it to you to take care of it, okay?"

"Uncle......" Zhou Linlin's nose was sour, and she cried: "Can we still see you in the future?"

Shen Lang nodded lightly: "Yes......"

As he spoke, he pointed to the south and said, "Haven't I been there all along?"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing.

Just south of the imperial capital of the Holy Ancestor Dynasty, a statue of Shen Lang is proud of the sky!

Shen Lang...... It's Lord Shen Lang, it's Lord Shen Lang!"

"Oh my God, it turns out that Liu Lang is Lord Shen Lang!"

When everyone reacted and turned around, the street was empty.

With a bang, everyone knelt down. (To be continued.) )