The water-like canopy of heaven is distorting, the heavenly realm is cut off, and this ancient divine court is moving away from everyone.

The blonde young man clenched his fists, this is not a special boundary point, but an alternative time and space road, he finally understands what the so-called Xuanhuang Creation is, the Heavenly Realm Qingqi is also beneficial to the descendants of gods like him, but it is not yet able to reach the state of rebirth, such an ending, it is difficult for him to accept, he has already ascended to the Heavenly Realm, but he was driven away by life, and there are many disasters on the road to the gods, he is not the blood heir of the gods, in such an afterlife, if he wants to go further, the group of enemies is around, and it is even more difficult.

"Why save me. ”

At this moment, the blonde young man looked at Su Qinian, his pale golden eyes were a little complicated, and he didn't call himself me anymore.

"Perhaps, we have a common enemy. ”

Su Qinian's tone was calm, he looked at him deeply, and said, "You are so self-conscious." ”

As Su Qinian's voice fell, a clear mist rose in all directions, the bitter sea was fading, and the boat on the other side was distorting, but in just a few breaths, the starry sky reappeared, and in front of the colorful Dao Sea, everyone stood in the air, looking at the stone gate that slowly disappeared in front of them, this is the creation of the starry sky clans that have worked hard to get it......

Airplanes!

There was a divine qi rising, and the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Heaven ascended to the sky, looking at the scene in front of them, they also showed a contemplative color.

In the end, the Mandate of Heaven of the Human Race sighed, and gave birth to infinite sighs, how much blood and fire have been paid for this so-called creation, how many lives have been lost, even if it is a saint, it has fallen more than the number of hands, and how many people can be achieved in the end?

"I'm afraid it is...... I waited wrong. ”

The water god of the common family muttered, his tone was a little gloomy, when everything was empty, and when he looked back, he realized what an obsession he had at the beginning, how much blood was dyed on the path of cultivation, is immortality really so beautiful?

No one can answer, no Zhou Tianzi can't do it, Jingtang Female Martial Emperor can't do it, Han Tianzi can't do it, Emperor Tian can't, even if it's Su Qiannian, he can't solve it.

"It's all gone. ”

Su Qinian shook his head lightly, took one step, and fell for nine days.

The Mandate of Heaven of the Terran Race looked at each other, no one spoke, they all turned around and left, this battle had too much impact on them, they will re-examine their own cultivation path, if it is not the Mandate of Heaven, they will not go astray, after the return of that one, they have begun to wake up, in the vast starry sky, the Xuanhuang land is just a drop in the ocean.

Five thousand four hundred and forty-four years of the Chixiao calendar, Shangyuan Festival.

This day will eventually be remembered by all the creatures on this land, the starry sky battle, the determination of the world, the latent saints of all different races have been suppressed, the world is cleared, and the four seas are peaceful.

But the scars of this war, but will not heal so quickly, after the return of the Son of Heaven of the Five Kingdoms, various decrees were promulgated to calm the hearts of the people, comfort the orphans, and even the martial arts sects, families, there are good doctors into the WTO, help the sick and disabled, although the fire of luck was later extinguished, in addition to the millions of people who died, more civilians fell into the bone marrow.

In the first month of this year, there is endless mourning and joy.

......

Dahan, Shiyan Prefecture, Hubei Province, Wudang Mountain.

Qingyang Peak on the grass is blue, the peak is full of clouds and mist, the aura is dense, this was once one of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, in the eyes of many Wudang disciples today, even compared with Tianzhu Peak, it is not much better, more sacred and legendary.

On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

After the first month, there is a little less cold and a little more shy spring.

Mentioning a pot of wine, Su Qiannian stood in front of the Qingyang Palace, watching the disciples of Qingyang Peak who practiced in the morning on the martial arts field, in the field, wearing a purple Taoist robe in the early night, and scolding him from time to time, the new Qingyang Peak Peak Lord was a little excited, carrying his hands behind his back, with a serious appearance, Su Qiannian couldn't cry or laugh.

"You passed on the throne to him for ten days, and he got up about half an hour earlier every day than before, drank two more pots of tea, drank half a pot of wine less, tidied up the corners of his clothes twelve times, and looked up to the sun for more than one cup of tea. ”

On the stone steps in front of the Qingyang Palace, Qing Yu sat on the ground, carrying a wine gourd, and sneered without looking back.

Su Qinian smiled and said nothing, and then looked at the corridor not far away, there were miscellaneous servants and Taoists sprinkling and sweeping, and in the reflection of will, in the backyard of Qingyang Palace, his father Su Wangsheng and the old man Xuan Xi were playing chess, the two rolled up half of their sleeves, and they couldn't even take a sip of the tea brewed next to the stone table, Su Shi sat aside and read a book, ignoring the fireworks between the two.

This kind of almost idle days made Su Qinian a little intoxicated, as if it was more wonderful than breaking through the realm and jumping in the life level.

He vaguely realized that sometimes, it is not a long life that can overlook the beauty of this world, and that life is a hundred years in a hurry, and for mortals, there is also their paradise. And the evolution of life is not for the sake of being high, this is the path of cultivation and the path of the heart, but it is a different life.

Raise your feet and take a step, the purple air on the top of Qingyang Peak is thick, the clouds are thin, and under the soft sun, a plain gauze long skirt sits quietly, the side face is as white as jade and glowing, and the pure yang breath is overflowing, faintly echoing with the god sun above the nine heavens.

Getting closer, the graceful figure did not turn around, but Su Qinian clearly saw that the crystal ear root had been dyed with a layer of red.

Sitting down casually on the mountain rock beside him, Su Qiqing took a breath and said in a relaxed voice, "Have you really decided?"

"Do you regret it?"

Liu Qingcian turned her head, her tone was calm, her eyes like ink jade stared at Su Qinian, and her beautiful face became more and more dusty as she stepped into the realm of pure yang, as if she wanted to isolate herself from the red dust and turbidity, and rise to the clear and pure place of Yuyu.

"Good. ”

Su Qiannian stretched out his hand, grabbed the slightly cold slender palm, for the first time his mind was calm, looking at the clouds, mountains and fog in front of him, his eyes were a little far away, the vast starry sky was magnificent, and it was also dangerous, far inferior to the tranquility in front of him, but now he has embarked on a road full of unknowns, the road ahead can be found, and there is no place to retreat.

At this moment, Liu Qingciao's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't dodge, she had the same soul birthplace, about Su Qinian's intentions, she quickly understood, and said: "The universe is vast, and there are too many unknowns for human beings in the past. ”

Su Qinian was slightly stunned, looking at her sideways, Liu Qingcian at this time seemed to gradually coincide with the figure of another time and space, and that familiar charm seemed to be back again.

......

Only one day later, on the third day of February.

Just when Su Qinian and Liu Qingcian were about to start returning to the vast starry sky, news came from the Forbidden City of Chang'an.

"The Book of the Emperor of People, born!"

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