The sun was setting gradually, and half of it was already in the horizon.

The wine in front of Renekton was almost finished, and the air was filled with drunkenness. The story of Beidou is not long, nor is it short, and it seems that Beidou has never forgotten.

No one is crying, Beidou won't cry, Renekton doesn't want to cry, and Yuding Zhenren is even less likely to cry.

Beidou was laughing: "Actually, I really hate fighting with people. ”

Yes, Beidou never liked to fight, and deep down he was not a fanatical warrior.

"But I will never forget my brother's words before he died. Beidou held the flask tightly, "I'll keep fighting and keep getting stronger." ”

"But you also have a tired day. "Actually, you keep challenging the strong in the hope that someone strong enough can defeat you, so that you don't have to fight anymore." So you found Yuding after the last, just in time for Yuding to get out of the customs. ”

Beidou smiled, he was happy. The happiest thing in this life is to have a confidant, a close friend. And Beidou finally found such a friend.

"This fight is the only one I feel happy with. Beidou looked at Yuding Zhenren, "Xie Lu Xie." ”

Yuding Zhenren looked at Beidou, he didn't understand Beidou's feelings, he didn't know why Beidou wanted to laugh, and he didn't know why Beidou was so sad.

He is a sword master, a living sword in his own right. The sword, on the other hand, is emotionless.

"Beiming, I can finally see you again. ”

Beidou looked into the distance, the dark night sky had slowly emerged, and only the last trace of the sun remained above the horizon.

This glow clung to the horizon and didn't want to disappear. But where is it capable of rebelling against fate? Isn't fate unchangeable?

At the same time, there is also Beidou.

No, Beidou didn't disappear, he just became a sculpture.

Renekton looked at the statue of Beidou who had been seated after his death, still maintaining a drinking posture with a transcendent smile on his face. When Beidou leaves, he must be happy.

Renekton tilted his head and poured the last pot of wine into his stomach, he didn't want to cry or laugh, he just wanted to forget it all with a hangover.

"You're drunk. Yuding Zhenren looked at Renekton and said suddenly.

Renekton shook his head and let out a long roar that shattered the silent night sky. Then his tall body fell to the ground with a bang, accompanied by the starlight and moonlight, and escaped into a dream.

Yuding Zhenren looked at Renekton without any expression on his face. He has too many things he doesn't understand, in those days, he never wanted to contact anyone, he didn't want to have any feelings, he only had a sword in his world, and he lived for the sword.

Only absolute loneliness can have peerless swordsmanship.

Therefore, the Jade Ding is strong enough to defy the heavens, so his sword can slash the Heavenly Dao.

"I'm leaving. Yuding Zhenren whispered to Renekton on the ground, and the whole person turned into white clouds and dissipated on the top of Mount Meru.

At the top of Mount Meru, this battle is finally over.

There is no doubt that this battle is enough to go down in the history of the entire Three Realms. Because there are too many things in this battle to alarm the Three Realms.

Yuding Zhenren's departure from the mountain after 100,000 years, the law of Beidou's fighting, the breakthrough in battle, and the luxurious lineup of spectators have added enough color to this battle.

However, the greatest moment was still the sword of Yuding Zhenren.

That sword that cut off the Heavenly Dao changed the history of the entire Three Realms and changed everyone's understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Throughout the ages, from saints to insects and birds, no living being can change the way of heaven or question the way of heaven, but now there is a sword technique that can slash the way of heaven!

After a long, long time, something caused by this sword of the Jade Ding Zhenren finally caused the greatest catastrophe in the history of the Three Realms. But that was a long, long time later, and if someone still lived to see that time, it would be the luckiest thing in the world.

The battle of Mount Meru drew a short end to everything before the Journey to the West.

The Three Sects of Daomen, Western Buddhism, the Hell Netherworld Sect, the Demon Clan, the Two Heavenly Courts, and even countless hidden forces have all reached a tacit understanding.

The entire Three Realms has entered a rather long period of tranquility, and everyone is waiting for the beginning of the future Journey to the West. The saints are arranged, the heads of all parties are falling, and the general forces are accumulating strength.

Of course, in the era of tranquility, there will also be some heroes who emerge, but they don't know the Dao, their so-called glory is just a small wave in the entire cycle of the Heavenly Dao.

Three Immortals Island.

The news of the battle at the top of Mount Meru has reached the Three Immortals Island.

The peach blossoms are three thousand zhang, the peach blossoms fall, and the peach blossoms bloom. Mei Yunxiao had just learned the result of that battle from Mei Bixiao's mouth, Beidou's breakthrough and the law of fighting were strong enough, but Yuding Zhenren's sword slashing heaven path had completely surpassed everything.

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Mei Yunxiao stretched out a slender jade finger and engraved this small poem on the pillar of the pavilion.

The poem comes from a distant place. Mei Yunxiao has never been a person who likes poetry, she is so proud that she disdains anything mortal, but this poem seems to have a magical magic, so Mei Yunxiao can't help but memorize it.

Then she learned the story about the poem, which was a slightly sad story, but the ending was beautiful after all. However, how many things in the world are beautiful?

Just like the white-clothed swordsman who walked slowly in the peach blossoms in front of him.

Mei Yunxiao looked at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him, he was exactly the same as 100,000 years ago, handsome enough to make everything in the world lose color, enough to make any woman tempted, even if he was as proud as Mei Yunxiao, it was no exception.

"You're here?" Mei Yunxiao said slowly.

"I'm coming. Yuding Zhenren replied.

It was a very simple conversation, but this question and answer made Mei Yunxiao wait for 100,000 years.

Those who ask are merciful, and those who answer are merciless.

The two of them just looked at each other, not saying a word, not moving, like two statues. No matter who stands here and looks at this pair of peerless beauties, they can think of those love stories about swordsmen, beauties, and talented couples.

It's a pity that these two people will never be together.

Yuding is a sword, not a person, and Mei Yunxiao is a saint, not a woman.

"It's been 100,000 years, and you haven't changed at all. Mei Yunxiao was the first to break the silence, she brought a peach blossom in her hand, "Do you remember 100,000 years ago? It was in this peach blossom forest, you said that after 100,000 years, they would come to me, so I moved this peach blossom forest to my Yunxiao Island and waited on it for 100,000 years." ”

In her life, Mei Yunxiao has never said such a long sentence like now, and she has never looked forward to the person she is talking to answer herself.

"I remember. Yuding Zhenren replied slowly, "That's why I'm here." ”

"What are you here for?"

Mei Yunxiao suddenly stared at Yuding's eyes and asked. This is a pair of eyes like stars that will never be extinguished, bright enough to illuminate the entire world, enough for any woman to willingly wait for him for 100,000 years.

So Mei Yunxiao was waiting, waiting for Yuding's answer.

Someone once asked the Tongtian Sect Master who else could become a saint in the future. The Tongtian Sect Master only replied with two words: "Yunxiao." ”

Among the Three Realms, everyone believes that Yunxiao Niangniang Mei Yunxiao is the strongest person who is most likely to become a new saint, and she is also a genius who will only appear once in every era. She did not live up to anyone's expectations, her cultivation speed was extremely fast, and her cultivation was already invincible under the saints. Even if it is a master of the same era as her, such as Duobao Daoren, Zhao Gongming, Mei Bixiao, Kong Xuan, Maitreya Buddha, Rulai Buddha, etc., she was far away from her.

However, for a full 100,000 years, Mei Yunxiao didn't go any further!

Everyone was full of questions, why did the Holy Maiden of the Sect of Interception, who amazed the Three Realms in the Battle of the Gods, not go further in the 100,000 years after that?

Only the Tongtian Sect Master knew part of this answer, but the Tongtian Sect Master would never tell anyone.

And now, Mei Yunxiao just wants to give a thorough answer to this question.

Yuding Zhenren also looked at Mei Yunxiao's eyes, there is no doubt that as a peerless beauty in the Three Realms, Mei Yunxiao also has a pair of beautiful eyes. Any man, seeing these eyes, will be fascinated.

It's a pity that Yuding is not a man, he is a sword saint, the embodiment of a sword.

So Yuding gave his own answer.

"I'm here to fight you. ”

The slender and white hand was already on the scabbard.

Mei Yunxiao suddenly felt a pain in her heart, as if she had been pricked by a needle, pierced in the place where she had refused to cover it for 100,000 years.

"You've won. Mei Yunxiao said in a tone that Yuding Zhenren couldn't understand in his life, "You win, let's go." ”

Yuding Zhenren looked at Mei Yunxiao, and Mei Yunxiao in front of him seemed to be no longer the queen who was so proud that she refused to give in to anyone in his memory, but another person, with a special expression.

This kind of expression has also been seen by Yuding Zhenren.

When Beidou was finally defeated by his own sword, when Renekton saw Beidou sitting down, he had a similar expression.

Yuding didn't know what Lu Dao was about, how much he wished that Renekton was by his side, and he could hand him a pot of wine, so that he didn't have to face Mei Yunxiao.

Mei Yunxiao looked at the poem she had just carved on the pillar of the pavilion.

"I don't know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze?"

Mei Yunxiao shook his head, sighed, and with a wave of his hand, everything turned into ashes.