It's just that...... But it's empty......

"Hao'er!!" Bai Xiaochun's consciousness suddenly awakened from all the confusion at this moment, as if there was an indescribable sorrow, forming a wave, completely awakening him from the endless nothingness!

His eyes, also at this moment, suddenly opened, staring blankly at the emptiness in front of him, Bai Hao's soul had already dissipated with the twenty-two colored fires......

In that emptiness, there was only a trace of fire, which seemed to represent the last mark of Bai Hao's existence in this world, and in this dissipation, it fell on Bai Xiaochun's raised palm, leaving a burning scar.

Bai Xiaochun's body trembled, his raised hand couldn't be put down in mid-air, and his tears couldn't stop flowing at this moment.

He didn't see Bai Hao's final dispersal, but he felt that in his life, it seemed that from this moment on, he had lost his apprentice forever......

His tears fell on his chapped body, on the land of this wasteland, and his whole world was directly covered by an unprecedented thick sadness.

Bai Xiaochun has not experienced the death of relatives and friends around him, but this time Bai Hao's dissipation made Bai Xiaochun's mind fall into a dead silence......

Sadness, to the greatest extent, is not hysterical ranting, but unconscious tears......

In his mind, the picture of the first time he saw Bai Hao, the picture of awakening Bai Hao's soul appeared, and the picture of the two of them relying on each other in the wilderness appeared......

"Bai Hao, from now on, I will be your master!"

"Hao'er, what do you think of this matter, how do you do for the teacher!"

"Haha, Hao'er, don't worry, this matter is experienced!"

These pictures flashed in Bai Xiaochun's mind again and again, his body trembled, raised his hand, still couldn't put it down, and even subconsciously, grabbed it again, as if he didn't believe that Bai Hao had fallen......

"Hao'er......" Bai Xiaochun muttered, as the tears flowed, his cry gradually came out, and the cry echoed in this ruin, containing endless sorrow and deep sadness......

"Why fight, kill, kill...... Why would anyone die...... Why ......"

"Cultivating immortals, isn't it for immortality...... Why ......" In this unstoppable tears, in this endless sadness, in front of this pair of doubts that have always existed since the beginning of their cultivation, Bai Xiaochun's voice became weaker and weaker.

He had only a trace of life left, and Bai Hao's departure made his body condense an unfigurative sadness, which was difficult to disperse, just tears, and it was difficult to vent one of the thousands.

Since it could not be dispersed, this sorrow precipitated and formed a cold wind that extinguished the last flame of his life, and in his world, turned into a storm and froze everything......

Before this storm was about to freeze his life, Bai Xiaochun raised his head and took a deep look at the mausoleum keeper, in his eyes...... In the depths of that sorrow, when looking at the mausoleum keeper, there is a complex ...... But more than that, hate!

How could he not understand that whether it was Du Lingfei or Bai Hao, their current situation, behind all this...... All of them are promoted by the mausoleum keepers......

No matter what the mausoleum keeper is for, Bai Xiaochun will never forgive!!

This kind of gaze with hatred has never appeared on Bai Xiaochun's body in the slightest!

His always happy, always happy, and even almost innocent heart, it seems that with the birth of this hateful gaze, all of them have been sealed in memory and buried in heaven and earth.

With a miserable laugh, Bai Xiaochun closed his eyes.

The mausoleum keeper was bitter, he saw the hatred in Bai Xiaochun's eyes, and also felt Bai Xiaochun's vitality in this sadness like a flower that did not bloom, withering rapidly...... Sitting cross-legged on the remnants of the tower, he sighed in silence after seeing all this with his own eyes.

If possible, he didn't want Bai Hao to fall, but even he couldn't save Bai Hao's soul that burned everything in the twenty-two colored fires, so he could only secretly help in the end, can there be that trace of life...... He wasn't sure, and he didn't say it.

"Bai Xiaochun......" The mausoleum keeper whispered softly, and the vicissitudes of life echoed in the ruins of the three cities.

"Although the old man has customized a strategy...... But not every detail of what happens in between......"

"It's all about ...... Immortality and Immortality ......"

"Immortality is like yang, immortality is like yin...... The old voice of the mausoleum keeper reached Bai Xiaochun's ears, but it could not awaken the consciousness immersed in sadness, and it was still withering.

It seems that these words of the mausoleum keeper are not said to Bai Xiaochun, as if they ...... He is in dialogue with himself, and he wants to use these words to strengthen his thoughts, mission and beliefs.

"These two volumes of the Emperor's Law have been passed down for a long time, and they are eternally condensed in the catastrophe...... represents the ...... of hope" The mausoleum keeper whispered softly, and his voice became more and more vicissitudes, as if coming from the years.

"It's a pity that it is difficult to cultivate any volume alone, and people with the bloodline of the Emperor have the blessing of bloodline, and those who can achieve it are rare, let alone people with thin bloodlines in this world...... And even if it is cultivated to the fullest...... Because it is impossible to unify yin and yang, it is difficult to break through after all, and when it comes to Dacheng, it is already the end. ”

"If you want to immortalize the scroll, and then cultivate the longevity scroll, the difficulty is unimaginable...... Throughout the ages, no one has been able to do it...... Even if you know that the cultivation method needs ...... Die once!"

"Because...... The opposite is death, and immortality, on the contrary, is short-lived, but in fact it is also death......"

"Between the immortal and the immortal, the ...... that connects them It's death...... It's just that this kind of death is not a real fall, but like a blood ancestor, the breath of yesterday, for today's awakening!" The mausoleum keeper muttered, these words, originally he would not have spoken, but now, he can't care too much, with Bai Hao's death, with the fall of the Hades Emperor, the mausoleum keeper understands that this world is ...... It has come to an end.

From now on, there will be no reincarnation in the world, and all the souls of death will wander in the heavens and the earth, and now the River Styx is afraid that it has also dried up with Bai Hao's death......

I am afraid that the soul inside has swarmed out and spread throughout the world......

"Only by experiencing death, as if there is a bridge, can the immortal be able to become a great ...... can be qualified to cultivate the Immortal Scroll, but it is only a qualification, and I want to make the Immortal Scroll a great success...... It will take too long, too long......" the sigh of the mausoleum keeper spread through the ruins.

He didn't have the time left, and he couldn't tell if there would be an accident in the process, which would lead to the destruction of all hope and the end of his mission.

Even if this was the real plan he discussed with the Blood Ancestor when the Blood Ancestor fell before Bai Xiaochun appeared...... But now, with the appearance of Bai Xiaochun, and with Bai Xiaochun's qualifications on the immortal scroll, the mausoleum keeper has revised his original plan.

He gave up the Blood Ancestor and pressed his hope on Bai Xiaochun's body!

And everything that followed has also been changed, but there is still a more important factor, so that the mausoleum keepers here have confidence in their revised plan beyond the original plan.

"Heavenly Daoist...... Don't consider that he was born of evil thoughts, and his talent is strong...... It's the only time the old man has seen it in his life...... Immortal Immortal Immortal Gong was actually found by him to find another way to create the Immortal Immortal Immortal Pill......" The mausoleum keeper closed his eyes, and his voice still echoed in all directions.

He wanted Bai Xiaochun to replace the Blood Ancestor and become his hope to complete his mission, and he wanted Bai Xiaochun to cultivate the Immortal Scroll!

It's not a step-by-step practice, it's ...... Crash!!

Combined with the method of immortal immortality pill created by the Tongtian Dao people, which is also amazing in the eyes of the tomb keepers, the tomb keepers need Bai Xiaochun's body, and there is a trace of breath in which the immortal scroll and his body are completely integrated!

This breath will be a seed, which can allow the Tomb Keeper to use the other method he has created on the basis of the Heavenly Daoist over the years to induce the seed to be quickly formed!

"So...... I took advantage of the Heavenly Daoist's eagerness to leave this world, interrupted all his plans and arrangements again and again, and put on the appearance of putting him to death......"

"Under my persecution, under his own madness, he really chose to eat the tiger poison...... And the old man ...... also took advantage of this opportunity, and in turn took advantage of Tianzun and Du Lingfei...... Go and complete Bai Xiaochun's body, the ...... produced in that fusion A hint of the breath of the immortal scroll. The mausoleum keeper raised his head, opened his eyes again and looked at Bai Xiaochun, and spoke weakly.