The white-robed fairy just looked at the ruins in front of him, his eyes were full of depth and contemplation, and the sorrow in his heart could not be described in words.

Perhaps the days spent in the sect were the most beautiful moments for his long life, but unfortunately he couldn't keep it, so he could only seal it in his heart and seal it in the painting.

"I still advise you, don't stop moving......" Li Qinglian shook her head and said.

The white-robed fairy glanced at Li Qinglian deeply, and her cyan eyes flashed with a deep saying: "Yes, don't stop moving......

"I once decided to leave all the beauty of this world in my paintings, but after I went to the Thirty-Three Heavens, I never lifted my pen again, and I have never set foot in the Thirty-Three Heavens ......."

Li Qinglian squinted and said, "Thirty-three heavens, do you really want to see it......?"

The white-robed immortal shook his head and said, "The situation is far more serious than you imagined, these three thousand realms will eventually usher in an overturning situation, you can't stop it!"

Li Qinglian frowned and said, "Do you know who I am?"

The corner of the white-robed fairy's mouth hooked up a smile and said, "How could I not know? If it weren't for you, how could this immortal gap disappear so easily? Maybe it won't be possible to go down to the realm even after thousands of years!"

"I hope you will keep this last pure land in my heart!"

Li Qinglian looked at the green mountains under her feet and nodded, the two people are different and do not conspire with each other, but they are so similar at a certain point, Li Qinglian seems to see her former self from him.

Maybe if I chose to let go at the beginning, it would be completely different now.

"Seeing each other is fate, since you are kind to me, I will repay you!" This thing is given to you......" the white-robed fairy said.

Immediately, the fairy light flashed in his hand, a rolled up picture scroll in his hand, the painting scroll was full of feet, the painting paper was yellowed, and a breath of time came to his face.

This is a painting that has been dusted for a long time......

Li Qinglian frowned, but did not reach out to take it, but asked, "Why is it in the painting?"

The white-robed fairy said: "The world is beautiful! It's a pity that I can't appreciate it anymore, and it doesn't belong to me anymore......"

Li Qinglian stretched out her hand to take it, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a wry smile, admitting her feelings? Is it really funny......

"Let's go, this place doesn't belong to you!" said the white-robed fairy lightly, looking back and walking towards the ruined wall.

After that, he ignored Li Qinglian anymore, looked back and walked towards the ruined wall, step by step, with his footsteps, he turned into the young man in sackcloth again, and ran down the stone steps......

Looking at the scroll in her hand, Li Qinglian never opened it, and her heart was full of emotion, but she remembered what her future body said to herself.

Be greedy! Whatever you hold in your hands, don't let go of them even if you are killed!

Obviously, in the future, Li Qinglian has left something, even if she is in nothingness, she still regrets it, even if she does not hesitate to cross the long river of time, she has to tell her......

With a deep breath, Li Qinglian left the green mountain, the blazing fairy light in the mountain became more and more intense, there was no time in the mountain, and when Li Qinglian came out, half a month had passed.

There are still a lot of people around the mountain, after all, the fairy light is blazing, maybe there is a fairy treasure born.

But when Li Qinglian stepped out of it, the heat in her eyes dissipated one after another, turning into respect and awe.

said in unison: "I have seen the Qinglian Guzun ......"

The sound was clear and clear, Li Qinglian nodded slightly and said, "Let's go, there is nothing you want here, don't set foot half a step!"

This last pure land will be left to the immortal in the painting.

"Dare to ask Gu Zun, what is in this immortal light?" asked one person with courage, after all, after guarding for half a month, it was inevitable that he would be unwilling to leave like this.

Li Qinglian didn't reply: "It's just a poor person......

After taking a step, the person had disappeared and appeared in the temple on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

The huge hall was empty, Li Qinglian was in the first seat, put the scroll on the table, slowly untied the tie, and muttered: "I want to see how beautiful the seal in this painting is!"

After that, the big hand pulled, and the scroll was spread on the long case,

In an instant, an infinite immortal light turned into a blazing wind that swept through the entire hall, and even deformed his face, and some of them couldn't open their eyes.

The fairy light rushed into the sky, turned into a pillar of light through the sky, and went straight into the starry sky, which was clearly visible in any corner of the Kunlun realm!

It was mixed with a taste of barbaric primitiveness, looking down at the picture scroll, Li Qinglian's pupils shrank.

I saw that what was depicted in the picture scroll was the prosperity of the flood and the wilderness, the mountains and seas were endless, the beasts and birds were gone, the yellow spring was horizontal, and the sky was not circumferential......

On the paper of Zhang Xu's painting, what is presented is the whole prosperous desolation, meticulous to the limit, in the painting, a mother welcomes her son home, and her face is full of longing and joy.

There is also the sweetness of a lover who finally becomes a family, and there is also the joy of breaking through cultivation, this is a scene that constitutes a gorgeous and beautiful picture of the desolation!

Just by looking at it, a warm current flowed through his heart, and he finally knew why the fairy in the painting had given him this scroll that was extremely important to him.

Only because you have it, when you look at this painting, you will feel beautiful and warm, but when you lose everything and are alone, and then look at the beauty of this world, all that is left in your heart is sentimentality and regret.

Therefore, after the immortal in the painting ascended to the thirty-three heavens, he never opened it again, just because he didn't want to see it......

Li Qinglian sighed and muttered, "I hope I can see this painting for the rest of my life......

This painting comes from the white-robed fairy, and it is not as simple as it seems, he has already reached the level of painting like a god, and the painting is also real.

Everything in the painting is real, this is a beautiful world, a world shaped by the white-robed fairy himself, but unfortunately, he never wants to look at it again.

"Whew...... It's also a treasure!" Li Qinglian said to herself, to him, this thing was even better than a fairy treasure to him.

As he spoke, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, it seemed that there was news from Mengzun......

Then he no longer resisted this sleepiness, but fell asleep on the desk.

Not long after, Xiao Ruge hurriedly walked in, saw Li Qinglian, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, and she was about to say something, but she saw Li Qinglian sleeping in Zhengxiang, and the words that came to her mouth were swallowed back.

Walking in front of the case, he was deeply attracted by the beauty depicted in the scroll, and stopped to watch, which was a few hours.

I don't know when, there are tears flickering in the corners ......of my eyes, but I murmured: "Painting is a good painting, but it's a pity that it's all beautiful, but it's not real, it is because of sadness, sadness, and distress that beauty is precious, and it will be cherished even more."

"This painting is flawed!"

The proud work of the white-robed immortal was flawed in Xiao Ruge's eyes.

The simplest truth, but the people in the bureau may not be able to see it all their lives, but Xiao Ruge said it, maybe if the white-robed fairy understood this truth early, everything would be different......

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