On the shore of the bitter sea, the fairy mist becomes a cloud, and the waves are swept in a circle!

Those sub-immortals standing on the shore of the bitter sea saw the world that Feng Feiyun had just evolved into, and they were all moved, staring at the Tai Chi Daoist with strange expressions.

At the beginning, people's wishes are often very good, and they have the most perseverance and determination, but when ten years have passed, a hundred years have passed...... How many people will be able to persevere?

People are always lost in the path ahead, lose their direction, become lost, and then go to extremes.

"This ...... This is the grand wish I once made, the grand wish has not been realized, but I have lost my heart!" Tai Chi Taoist stood on the edge of the bitter sea, only feeling that his heart was more bitter than the water of the bitter sea.

No one bothered him, everyone knew the way, he was realizing, he was thinking.

Tai Chi Taoist people stand there like petrified, motionless, and this station is three months!

Feng Feiyun bowed slightly and bowed to Wa Hou not far away, and said: "Senior Wa Hou, you are an immortal saint with great wisdom, do you think Tai Chi seniors will have an epiphany, or will they be wrong again and again." ”

Wa Hou Niangniang stood under a purple sacred tree, suspended in mid-air, and a circle of divine rings manifested behind her, Xianzi was indescribably soft and holy, and said: "No one can say what will happen in the future, and how to choose is between his thoughts." What do you do next?"

Feng Feiyun pondered for a moment and said, "I'm going back to the Nether. ”

Queen Wa Niangniang stared at him deeply and said, "You haven't crossed the sea of suffering yet, and with my strength, I can send you back to the lower realm." However, you have to understand that even with your current cultivation, you can't change anything if you go to the Nether. ”

Feng Feiyun knelt on the ground, folded his hands, and said, "Ask Hou Niangniang for advice, how to bring the person who has been destroyed from the past back to reality." ”

Queen Wa Niangniang shook her head.

Feng Feiyun hurriedly said: "Can't you even do your cultivation after Queen Wa?"

Wa Hou Niangniang shook her head again and said, "Yes, unless I pay for it with my life." ”

The wind and clouds are gloomy, and even a character of the level of Queen Wa Niangniang needs to pay for his life in order to bring people back to reality from the past. With his own cultivation, it would be impossible to do it at all.

"Time is like a river, the upstream of the river is the 'past', and the downstream is the 'future'. We throw a stone upstream and it can cause ripples on the river, but the water will soon be calm again, and the river will still flow in the direction it should flow, and we can't really change anything. ”

Feng Feiyun said: "What does Queen Wa Niangniang mean that after I go back to the past, I can only throw a stone in the water at most, but the water surface will still be calm, and the river will not change because of the stones I thrown?"

Wa Hou Niangniang said: "This is manpower!"

Feng Feiyun's father was able to save the Qinglian Female Saint, that is because the Qinglian Female Saint is not dead, and she is still a fish in the water.

Feng Feiyun's father went over, picked up a stone, smashed it into the water, and hit the fish to change its swimming direction. Since the direction of the fish has changed, the fate of the Qinglian Female Saint has also been changed.

However, Feng Feiyun's father also paid a huge price for throwing this stone, losing 80,000 years of life.

And Feng Feiyun wants to go to the past and bring Dongfang Jingyue back to the present, this difficulty is ten thousand times or hundreds of millions of times more difficult than throwing a stone in the water, not to mention whether his cultivation can be done, just the price that needs to be borne in this can make a person of the level of Queen Wa Niangniang fall.

Because, the essence of Dongfang Jingyue is the Soul Sword God, a saint-level figure, who has changed her fate, will change the fate of countless people, and will even make the river reroute.

Feng Feiyun said: "Is there really no way?"

Queen Wa said, "This is fate, and no one can change it." ”

"Then what if I have to fight against fate?" Feng Feiyun's eyes carried a kind of determination.

Queen Wa's eyes stared at the Tai Chi Daoist, as if she was alluding to something.

At this time, the Tai Chi Taoist also slowly opened his eyes, turned into a breeze and floated over, stared at the wind and clouds, and said: "If you really have the determination to fight against fate, I can help you, but you have to promise me one condition." ”

"Can you bring people from the past back to reality?" said Feng Feiyun.

"Perhaps!"

Tai Chi Taoist said: "In the long river of time, we really can't change anything, let alone change the direction of the river. But if there is a boat that can sail on the river of time, will we be able to plant the people of the past and carry them back?"

Feng Feiyun sacrificed the White Jade Immortal Boat and said, "Seniors are referring to this boat?"

The Tai Chi Taoist shook his head and said, "This boat can take you to the past, but it can't help you bring the people of the past back to the present." ”

The Tai Chi Taoist sacrificed a piece of immortal bone, suspended it in the palm of his hand, and said: "This piece of immortal bone is the most reluctant piece of immortal bone of the Taoist person, and it is the essence of his body, which condenses the Tao of the Taoist body." If this immortal bone is used as a boat, it is enough to carry a person from the past. ”

The cultivation of the Daoist will not be much weaker than that of Wahou, and at the cost of his last immortal bone, he may really be able to bring back a person from the past.

Feng Feiyun said: "I brought the Oriental Mirror Moon from the past back to the present, won't the direction of the World Realm still change?"

The Tai Chi Daoist smiled and said, "This requires you to use deceptive means." ”

"Deceitful to the heavens and the earth. Feng Feiyun read these four words.

If you want to deceive the sky, you must deceive the earth.

"I understand!" Feng Feiyun said, "Then what price do I need to pay to get the immortal bone from you?"

The Tai Chi Taoist put his hands behind his back, looked at the distant sky, and said, "Don't you want to fight against fate? Then accompany me to ride the ferryman on this immortal ferry! Can you bear such a price?"

Feng Feiyun naturally knew what it meant once he agreed, but he didn't hesitate and said, "When I am 300,000 years old, after 300,000 years, I will definitely come to the shore of this bitter sea and be a ferryman." ”

"You have to think clearly, crossing others to become immortals, but you can't become immortals, year after year, year after year, you can only be a ferryman, are you really willing?"

Feng Feiyun said: "No complaints, no regrets." ”

......

The gate of the immortal realm opened again, and Feng Feiyun drove a white jade ancient boat, holding a piece of immortal bone in his hand, and left the sub-immortal realm and returned to hell.

The other spirit boats, he handed them back to Queen Wa and the Tai Chi Dao people, leaving only a white jade immortal boat.

Mao Turtle and Mao Laoshi were still in hell, and they were so excited to see Feng Feiyun come out of the gate of the fairy world.

"Ha Luha! How is it? Have you already beheaded the Cathode Daoist and the Earth Emperor?" said Mao Turtle Da Le.

Feng Feiyun smiled, just nodded lightly, and said, "From now on, you don't have to worry about anything, you can live in peace." ”

"Boom!"

A huge and boundless force came to the sky above the hell, and the Emperor of Silence had seventy-two wings on his back, and his mouth was full of thick glow, majestic and terrifying.

He had already reached the Great Sage realm, and his breath was very surging, so shocking that the nine heavens and ten heavens were trembling.

Feng Feiyun stood in the middle of hell with a faint smile on his face, "Emperor of Silence, are you sure you want to fight me?"

There was a faint immortal power in Feng Feiyun's voice, and the colorful divine light burst out from the body, as if to purify the black hole.

The Emperor of Silence felt that his whole body was locked by the multicolored divine chains, as if it was difficult to move, and even the true power of the Great Sage could hardly break through this force.

"Oh my God, what kind of realm has Feng Feiyun reached?" The Emperor of Silence was shocked in his heart, knowing that Dao was not Feng Feiyun's opponent, he broke through the colorful glow, and then fled directly.

Feng Feiyun put away the strength on his body and did not chase down the Emperor of Silence.

In order to reach his level, he had already taken the enmity very lightly, and besides, he and the Emperor of Silence did not have any substantive grudges. In the same era, he was born as a second immortal, and at the same time, a great sage was born, which is an extremely rare thing.

This era is destined to be the glorious era of this universe!

......

The grass by the river withered and grew again. The snow in the sky drifted season after season.

Many years have passed, probably more than 30,000 years!

The Kingdom of Heaven has become completely strong, and the "Forbidden Land" has developed into an incomparably prosperous Mixed Yuan Great World Realm, known as the "Heavenly Mixed Yuan Great World Realm", where all races are lined up, the strong are like clouds, and a hundred saints are singing in unison.

And the Kingdom of Heaven is the only kingdom of the "Kingdom of Heaven Mixed Yuan Great World Realm".

This winter, Feng Feiyun's father passed away.

Snow fell from the sky, the rivers were frozen, the earth was covered with silver frost, and the air was blowing a tearing cold wind, so cold that people's bones ached.

Nine dragons and nine elephants pulled the coffin, crushed the thick snow, and walked into the tomb, and then someone carried the coffin down, buried it in the soil, and put the town coffin stone.

In order to save the Qinglian Female Saint, his father paid the price of 80,000 years of life, and changed some things in the past, and now he is considered to be at the end of his life.

Long Qingxuan and Qinglian Female Saint both stood in front of the tomb, tears in their eyes, staring at the tombstone tightly, and the roaring cold wind engulfed their crying.

Feng Feiyun stood in front of the tombstone, without joy or sorrow in his heart, holding incense and candles in his hand, bowing deeply, and then inserting it in front of the tombstone, "Even the peerless saints will die, and the most will be buried by the yellow mud and turned into dry bones." However, father, you have been brilliant, wonderful, and have no regrets, so go all the way!"

At this time, in the crowd, a person hurriedly walked out.

The Tiansuan scholar was wearing a white Confucian robe, but his appearance was no longer young, and he looked a little old, and said in a low voice: "Emperor, Concubine Nalan has died!"

"Nalan!" Feng Feiyun's eyes had a faint melancholy, and he seemed to have aged several years all of a sudden.

In the past 30,000 years, Feng Feiyun sent away Bi Ningshuai, who died on the bed, when he was gray-haired and looked like rotten wood. also sent away Wu Qingwen, who died in the pagoda, and died in the arms of Feng Feiyun.

In the past 30,000 years, Feng Feiyun has buried one concubine after another, watching them grow old, and then gray hair, and finally covered by a coffin and buried under the thick soil.

Today, two of his closest relatives died, his heart was indescribably bitter, his eyes couldn't help but be a little crystalline, and he said with difficulty: "Xue Jian has also passed away! Go, drive back to the palace! I want to send her the last ride!"