The emperor died, and his soul was scattered by the dragon fist of Ximentian.

These Eight Desolate Realms are full of ruins, whether it is a palace or a sect, nine times out of ten they have been destroyed by the previous catastrophe, and the spiritual veins of the mountain peaks have also disappeared.

After so many years of fighting and several tribulations, all the powers above the supreme immortal level have fallen, the first-class sect no longer exists, and the highest immortal cultivator who survives the catastrophe is only the cultivation of the celestials.

They regarded the man in the white light as a god, and with gratitude they tried many times to find the trace of the savior. But since the white light disappeared, there was no trace of him, not even a trace of him.

Then, they slowly gave up the search, and after a grand celebration, they all threw themselves into rebuilding the ruins.

Soon, the stone tablet of the Immortal Demon Alliance Mountain was engraved with the power of Qingyang, Miao Zun and others who sacrificed themselves in the catastrophe, and the new leaders of the two sects of the Immortal and Demon Sects took the immortal cultivators to worship. And Mu Nan was molded into a statue and placed at the foot of Mengshan Mountain, spurned and trampled on by tens of thousands of people.

As for Ximentian, he has stayed in the Valley of Hundred Flowers since the Great War and has not come out. He spent his days planting flowers and plants in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, repairing the places destroyed by the emperor one by one.

Whenever King Luan asked Xu Lanhui about Ximentian's whereabouts, she would definitely say: Daddy planted flowers and plants in the Hundred Flowers Wonderland.

"He's not just growing flowers. King Luan couldn't help but sigh after going to the Hundred Flowers Wonderland once. Although it didn't know what Ximen Tian was thinking, it always felt that he seemed to have some special emotions that were difficult to understand.

Xu Lanhui was also very puzzled, so she naturally turned her head to look at Yan Wuming, with an inquiring look in her eyes.

Yan Wuming also shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't know at all. He had only been to the Hundred Flowers Wonderland once, but the novelty was quickly gone. For him, chic freedom is the most important thing, and he has to suffocate him to death by tending to flowers and plants in the Valley of Hundred Flowers all day long.

"The Terrans are really troublesome, or I'm really there. Seeing the back of the two leaving, King Luan suddenly turned into a human form and began to talk to himself. It didn't tell Xu Lanhui that she was driven out after stealing a few spirit flowers planted by Ximentian.

"Alas, this King Luan, I wouldn't have let it out if I knew it. If it weren't for Xiaoqing's face and the sake of blocking the evil dragon for me just now, I would have ...... long ago" Ximen Tian looked at a large piece of land that had been trampled depressedly, and suddenly felt a little crazy in his heart.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Ximen Tian is a savior and an immortal who eliminated the catastrophe, but Ximen Tian doesn't care about these false names.

Although he did not endure humiliation like Mu Nan, even in exchange for the scolding of eternity, he was willing to dedicate everything he had to the human race. is not as decisive as Qingyang, he regarded himself as an abandoned son for the great cause of the human race, and finally died as a martyr.

But as the Immortal King, he also put fame and fortune behind him, just doing a trivial thing.

"The process, maybe it's really not that important. Throwing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, Ximen Tian smiled bitterly, dusted off the dust on his clothes, and sprinkled the seeds of flowers on the hillside.

At this time, a paper crane flew into the Valley of Hundred Flowers and landed lightly in front of Ximentian. Ximen Tian was also stunned, put down the hoe and picked up the paper crane, and spread it out.

It was Xu Lanhui's delicate small characters.

"Dad, Yan Wuming and I went to the immortal cultivation realm to practice!"

"This girl, if you have a sweetheart, you left me here. What kind of experience, there are a few people in the immortal cultivation world who can beat these two. Ximen Tian laughed and scolded, and was about to throw away the paper crane, when suddenly the movements in his hands stopped, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

When he was in the fairy world, Su Qin liked to use paper cranes to communicate with him.

"That's it. He sighed, as if thinking of something, put down his hoe, and walked towards the depths of the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

A few more months passed, and it was the fourth day of the earth. A hundred flowers are blooming in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, just like the prosperity of the year. Red, blue and purple complement each other, competing for beauty. Some of them are full of buds, some are budding, and some are blooming, and their scenery is beautiful.

"I don't know what happened to the Valley of Hundred Flowers. "King Luan suddenly rose up one day and visited the Valley of Hundred Flowers again to see the results of Ximentian.

Since Ximen Tian didn't deliberately set up an enchantment, these small tricks couldn't stop it. It easily found its way to the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

As soon as he stepped into the Valley of Hundred Flowers, King Luan was attracted by this flourishing hundred flowers. It's no wonder that all living beings in the world love beautiful things, and such beautiful scenery is really worth nostalgia.

"Simon heaven. King Luan is still so handsome, with a fair face, revealing a little softness, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming brilliance, slightly raised eyebrows, just the right bridge of the nose, beautiful lips, and his noble temperament, all show its extraordinary.

Even it seemed to revel in the beauty and forgot what it wanted to do for a moment.

Three-leaf spirit flower, Huangyin flower, jade grass, Luohe flower...... King Luan counted the treasures of the family and recited the names of these flowers and plants.

"What's that?" With curiosity, King Luan walked to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, turned his face sideways to look at the tall tree, and saw two sturdy vines dragging a plank.

After a while, Xu Lanhui and Yan Wuming arrived at the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

"Daddy...... What about my father?" Xu Lanhui was a little puzzled when she saw King Luan's appearance.

"Maybe go out, Lan Hui is nameless, you come and see what this is, it is clear that there is no spiritual power at all. King Luan was still studying how to use this thing, and he even held the plank above his head and kept looking at it.

"Stupid, it's a swing!"

The two laughed and played for a while, and King Luan suddenly asked a question stupidly.

"Since it's something that Terran children like to play with, why did your father put him here?"

"Then I have to ask my senior/daddy. Yan Wuming and Xu Lanhui looked at each other and smiled, and there was affection in each other's eyes.

Somewhere the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the hostelis flowers are blooming everywhere. Ximen Tian restrained his breath, picked up the shovel, and dug up the soil one by one.

Soon, a small dirt bag appeared in front of him. He paused, and the stone taken from Kunlun Mountain appeared next to him, and polished it into a tablet.

Then, he pointed his sword together, and as soon as the sword light came out, four characters were engraved on the stone tablet. Then he continued to rub the sword marks, and finally built the stone tablet in front of the earthen bag.

"Qin'er, everything in the Eight Desolations Realm is over, Lan Hui is fine now, she has lived a peaceful life. Ximen Tian sat down, sighed heavily, and looked at the words "Su Qin's Tomb", which he had carved with his own hands.

At this time, Xu Lanhui had already secretly hidden behind the rocks, and two others also appeared behind her, but he didn't notice it at all.

"You know what? The Valley of Flowers is beautiful now, just as it was back then. I know you love flowers, and I planted them for you. Ximen Tian paused, as if he was listening to something. But there was nothing left in his ears except the sound of the breeze blowing his clothes.

"He?" Xu Lanhui blinked her eyes and looked at Yan Wuming, who quickly shook her head.

"Look, the hosta is blooming again. How beautiful. The young man in white suddenly choked, and his eyes gradually reddened.

"Even though I tried to overcome myself, even if I didn't think about it, I couldn't forget it......"

He is not the amazing and glamorous Fengtian Immortal King, nor is he the Ximen Tian who saves the world, he is just an infatuated lover.

"Daddy......" Xu Lanhui covered her mouth and was holding back her tears.