"This Baixiangzi, in the face of a mortal, is going to make such a big move, it's really a waste! Yuhan Daoyou, it looks like the person you want is going to turn into a puddle of black water. Another of the four watched the excitement and said disdainfully.

The man known as Yuhan snorted and ignored him.

The disciples behind He Fansong exclaimed in surprise at this moment, facing these immortal magic weapons, he had already been unavoidable, closed his eyes, and let it come.

However, at that moment, a bright light suddenly appeared on his body, enveloping his whole body, and the black secret needle was all rebounded at the moment of contact, and compared to the time it came, the momentum was even stronger!

Baixiangzi was arrogant and proud, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, and his body turned rapidly. It's just that although he avoided most of the poisonous needles, because he underestimated the power of the retracement, his right arm was stabbed by several times, and it suddenly turned black. Then he screamed miserably, cut off his right arm, and saved his life, but his cultivation was greatly damaged, and he looked at He Fansong's eyes with deep jealousy, and he no longer dared to act arbitrarily!

And it was only at this moment that for the first time the faces of the four people in mid-air appeared solemn, and the previous banter and contempt were all put away.

"Yuhan Daoyou, I'm not mistaken, the power on that person's body turned out to be the power of the Immortal Family's Dao Law? What the hell is going on?" Among the four people, Yuhan was the leader, and everyone was surrounded behind him, and they didn't dare to act rashly at this moment.

Yu Han had a long scar piercing one eye, and the other eye was slightly squinting and glowing, and he said to himself, "Interesting, I want to see how many things he still has on him?"

However, at this moment, suddenly a sudden change occurred, and three rays of light suddenly descended from the heavenly dome and shot down between He Fansong and Yu Han, stirring up dust! And those three rays of light were exactly the same as the aura of light that appeared on He Fansong's body.

Yu Han was startled, and in the panic, his figure quickly retreated, and then vigilantly probed around.

After a while, when the dust dissipated and the light faded, three of the white fairy swords were revealed, deeply embedded in the earth!

And only a moment later, three figures descended, standing on the hilt of the sword with one foot, the Taoist robe agitated, and the fairy wind and bones, which made people awe-inspired.

And the backs of these three people He Fansong is no stranger, it is the first three immortal cultivators who came to ask the question, Wang Wenjing, Li Damin and Xie Cheng! Now goodbye, although He Fansong has no way of knowing the level of their cultivation, but that spirit and aura have completely risen to a higher level.

"They turned out to be the power of the illusion realm!Fellow Daoist Yu Han, what should we do now?" Yu Han retreated to the side of the four people, and then everyone took him as the leader, panicked, talking, and uncertain.

Yu Han's cultivation is the highest among this group of people, but even so, it is only the peak of the Xuan Realm, and it is not the same as the cultivation of the three people in front of him.

However, his character was ruthless, treacherous and cunning, but he did not flee immediately, but clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to each other, and tentatively said, "Three Taoist friends, cultivation is profound, only the power of this sword, in the next will be willing to bow to the wind, not to mention the illusion with reality, nine days, in the next is really admired the five-body throwing to the ground, I don't know what the three immortals have come to here, if there is a place to get my Yuhan, I should go to the soup and fire, and I will not hesitate!"

"Hmph, for the Taoist, you should not forget your original intention and help the people, and what you have done has long deviated from the immortal way, how can you be left to exist!" Wang Wenjing was unmoved, and said with supreme majesty.

When Yu Han heard this, a sneer appeared on his face, and then he grabbed a few people from behind and threw them towards Wang Wenjing and the others, and he himself quickly retreated, wanting to escape from this place!

Wang Wenjing waved his right hand, and the few people who were thrown were instantly thrown aside, and then he didn't chase after him, only said lightly, "Carving insect skills!"

And at the moment when Yu Han hurriedly fled from the crowd, when he was secretly rejoicing in his heart, countless rays of light flashed around him in an instant, tightly surrounding him.

And a moment later, hundreds of figures walked out of it, and their Dao cultivation was all above the illusion realm!

Yu Han's face was desperate, knowing that he was cornered, so he burned his essence, and his cultivation increased dramatically, wanting to fight to the death and fight his way out.

However, all this was in vain, and under the witness of the pair of centaurs behind him, he was like a crazy trapped beast, being killed in an instant!

The next moment, everyone no longer had the arrogance they had before, and they fell to their knees in panic, begging for a bypass.

Wang Wenjing and the three of them pinched their hands, and suddenly a strong Dao power instantly affected everyone, and in an instant, everyone screamed miserably, and then their whole bodies were sore, and they collapsed to the ground, and their cultivation was all wasted!

"Brother He, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed. The figures of hundreds of people fell one after another, and they came to He Fansong's side with Wang Wenjing and others, and greeted old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

He Fansong returned the salute with a smile and replied, "Today, thanks to the timely help of all Taoist friends, great kindness, I really can't repay him!"

"Haha, Brother He is serious, it's just a trivial matter, why worry about it, besides, we have all received your favor, and this is what we should do, Brother He, don't take it to heart. Xie Cheng looked at the people who collapsed to the ground, and then said, "Brother He, these people will be handed over to you to dispose of, whether they are killed or stayed, it is up to you to say a word!"

He Fansong walked over, looked at the group of people, and said sharply, "The murderer should pay for his life, I should have killed all of you, but I will repay you endlessly, I will give you a chance to atone for your sins, that is, to guard the soul of the person you killed for ten years, and then enter my cultivation of the truth, and be a slave for twenty years, are you willing?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone knelt in front of He Fansong, and thanked him, "Thank you for the kindness of the real person not to kill, and I am willing to serve the real person for the work of dogs and horses!" He Fansong waved his hand, and then everyone was happy for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and they retreated to the side.

Subsequently, all the disciples were healed one after another with the help of the immortal cultivators, and thus the end of this calamity was announced, and the reputation of the true path of cultivation was also growing day by day.

Not only that, more and more immortal cultivators have joined this ranks, martial arts practitioners, the heart of the world peers, a seemingly humble alternative martial arts that was originally inconspicuous in the realm of cultivation actually triggered an immortal revolution, spreading from a region to a continent, and then swept a realm, benefiting millions of people, the names of Xiuzhen Dao and He Fansong will eventually be praised by the ancestors and remembered by future generations!

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, and ten years are just a snap of a finger for immortal cultivators, fleeting, but for mortals, it is a precious time. Ten years can sometimes carry the beginning or end of a life cycle.

He Yinuo is already in his old age, his consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, and his limbs are also aging rapidly, until one day he can no longer support his once majestic body.

He lay down on his bed, surrounded by a crowd of people who had come to visit, including his children and grandchildren, his neighbors, friends and deceased, and, of course, his beloved wife, who would be by his side for the rest of his life. The prosperity is gone, the life is haggard in the wind, and there is no rain when I look back!

He Yinuo's eyes were hazy, as if the light from this world was weakening little by little, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he was already unable to speak.

He thanked them and arranged them all in the hall, and after a few moments, only the family of five was left in the house.

also has white sideburns, and Mengrui, who is already an old woman, holds He Yinuo's hand tightly with both hands, which is full of calluses, but it remains warm for the world. She looked at He Yinuo, whose breathing was gradually weakening, her eyes were moist, and her words were choked and called out with infinite tenderness, "Old man, old man, ,,,"

He Fansong's face was full of grief, his father was always the mountain he could rely on in his heart, and his achievements were inseparable from his father's earnest teachings, who could always guide him in the direction of progress whenever he was wandering and confused. His wife was now snuggled into his arms, immersed in grief.

Their daughter He Xin was quietly watching her grandfather with a pair of bright eyes beside He Yinuo's bed, and a pair of small hands were holding He Yinuo's other hand, "Grandpa, your hands are so cold, Xin'er will help you cover them." ”

And at this moment, He Yinuo's body suddenly began to tremble, his body began to gradually cool, and he felt a chill invade his whole body, freezing to his bones.

In the haze, he seemed to see snowflakes flying in the sky, a cold wind howling in his ears, and his body could not move, as if frozen for thousands of years.

The figures in front of him who had accompanied him all his life and the words that lingered in his ears for a lifetime were gradually fading away, gradually fading, until he closed his eyes and fell into the boundless darkness!

It was like a dream, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the snow was falling, and the four fields were lonely, except for the cold wind that was howling.

He Yinuo's whole body Dao method worked, breaking through the ice covering his whole body, he stood up and looked at this snow-covered frozen world, a vast and boundless.

The moment he woke up from the dream, an unprecedented sense of loneliness filled his heart, but he looked at his hands, slowly holding them, until he was halfway through them, as if he saw the hand that accompanied him from smooth to rough, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth in his palm.

He left a line on the snowy ground, "In the cold winter, I dreamed of walking into a warm garden, and when I woke up, I was still full of fragrance!"

He Yinuo left this world, a cold and frozen world, until the snow covered it all!

I don't know if a long time has passed, or if the years have buried the ruins, when he came to the riverside village again, it was no longer the purgatory on earth at that time, and the smoke of cooking had risen above the scattered houses, and I don't know where to start, everything here has been forgotten and regained its vitality.

All the houses have basically been renovated, except for those familiar places that are still in their original appearance, I don't know whether it is the favor of God or the mercy of the world, so that they are still the same, but they have long been things and people.