After all, Li Qinglian is now in the realm of the Mixed Yuan Ming Dao, and the Mixed Yuan Ming Dao, if it is in terms of the realm, is equivalent to the level of a Heavenly Immortal!

Although he has just stepped into it, he has not yet understood the true meaning of it, but because the Hongmeng Taichu is too lofty, and even overrides the avenue, with this, it is not a problem for Li Qinglian to crush the ordinary immortals.

And the Jin Immortal is not sure, after all, in the Thirty-Three Heavens, the Golden Immortal is also a pitiful few, after all, it is a group of people who are already standing at the peak.

Even in the Three Thousand Dao Realm, how many people have walked to the realm of Mixed Yuan Dao?

Now, this dazzling immortal, the immortal power that people can't breathe, is by no means comparable to ordinary immortals, and it is undoubtedly a golden immortal.

And it will never be an ordinary golden immortal, which is why Li Qinglian's face is so solemn, because he alone has not yet been sure to take him.

Now that this kind of existence has fallen in Qingshan, Li Qinglian doesn't know what to do.

Looking back, Xue Zhonglian's face was flushed, it was difficult to breathe, and her dress was already wet with cold sweat.

"You go back first, I'll take a look, and I'll discuss with you later......" Li Qinglian waved one hand, and her innate qi rushed into her body, and Xue Zhonglian suddenly felt that her body was light, and there was no pressure.

Now Li Qinglian has already broken into the congenital since the day after tomorrow, and she still doesn't care about it.

Xue Zhonglian nodded, and could only leave helplessly, but saw Li Qinglian walking towards the dazzling fairy with her hand, and finally her figure was completely engulfed, and she could no longer feel his breath.

"You want to return safely...... If you're not there...... Alas......" Xue Zhong sighed, stepped out, and returned to Changsheng Island.

rushed into the dazzling fairy light, and what he saw in his eyes was completely different from before.

The collapsed green mountain has returned to its former glory, and the sect located on the top of the mountain has a spiritual light flying by, and it is very prosperous.

Vaguely visible figures, the last moment was clearly a ruined wall, now it seems to go back in time, returning to the ancient wilderness......

The young man who had been at the bottom of the mountain before, with pity on his little face, clasped his hands to cheer himself up, and climbed towards the endless stone steps with his hands and feet.

The stone steps lead to the top of the mountain, which may be a step for a monk, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for a young man with a mortal body.

Li Qinglian stood beside the young man with his hands in his hands, staring at the young man deadly, he could be sure that this young man was the main master, the immortal who fell from the thirty-three heavens!

Although it is not a deity, it is just a wisp of thought in the world, and all this changes because of it......

But the young man and the figures coming and going in the mountain gate ignored him.

The boy climbed all the way here, drank dew when he was thirsty, ate dry food when he was hungry, and crawled for half a month, blurring the flesh and blood of his hands, feet and knees, and never climbed to the top of the mountain, but fainted on the mountainside.

Fortunately, he was favored by an elder and included in the door, and the name of the door was Danqing!

The young man lived up to his trust, his talent was extraordinary, his cultivation speed was extremely amazing, and above the great competition of the sect, a "drunken mountains and rivers" attracted a vision from the sky, and it was logical to win the championship.

In order to celebrate this joy, his teacher gave him a wolf pen, which was widely praised.

Growing up all the way, when he was young, he fought in Beihai to be an evil yin dragon flint, sealed into the painting, and became famous again, and his reputation shocked the north of the forest.

Daqing of the sect, the chief disciple of the title, time flies, cultivation is re-advanced, and finally marries the daughter of the king of Yaoshan, a pair of fairy couples, who are really envious of others.

Everything in the mountains seemed to pass quickly, and Li Qinglian followed the young man like this, watching him go from a mortal body to today's fame.

There are hesitation and helplessness, and there is also joy and sorrow, and finally enters the Tao with painting, and lives forever.

The years are ruthless, but his ability is already able to rival the time, but the people around him can't be defeated, the master is old and dead, and before he dies, he still mutters that he is the greatest pride in his life.

His wife died in his arms, and in the end, even his own son was no match for the years, but his black hair was still flying.

Looking at his grandson, his great-grandson also had gray temples, and he felt that all this was so strange.

On that day he departed with a pen, as he came and went...... He decided to paint the beauty of the world, seal it in the painting, and make this moment eternal.

He went away and never came back......

Now, after thousands of years, he has returned, and he has come back with a single mind! But everything has long since changed in the sea, and he may be the only one left in the huge sect.

Li Qinglian watched quietly, followed the young man, for a short moment, as if he had experienced his life, short and beautiful......

In the end, the fairy light dissipated, and this green mountain returned to its original appearance again, with ruins and broken walls, scattered green grass and trees have covered it, and the original glory has long been lost, perhaps only in his memory......

From beginning to end, that person never glanced at Li Qinglian.

He is dressed in a white robe, his body is illusory, and after thousands of years, his black hair is still fluttering, and even this piece of heaven and earth has been corrupted, he still does not change his appearance.

The white-robed fairy walked quietly on the mountain, and every step he took out shattered the terrifying repulsion from the world.

He tried to touch the moss-covered stone steps with his hands, but he wiped them empty, and his fingertips went straight through the stone steps like ghosts that didn't exist.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile bitterly, and in the end, he stepped on the top of the mountain and looked at the endless mountains and rivers, and it was no longer what he remembered, and everything he was once familiar with could not be found back.

Li Qinglian stood beside him with her hands in her hands, looking at the endless mountains and rivers, and couldn't help but say: "What is gone, you can never find it again, you should know better than anyone else in your heart......"

The white-robed fairy sighed and said, "Perhaps, I shouldn't have come back in the first place...... But I still have a glimmer of expectation in my heart......"

"Sometimes, immortality is also a kind of pain, the road is destined to walk alone, if I died with the beauty I once had, what kind of situation would it be now?"

Li Qinglian shook her head and said, "There is no if, this is no longer your world......

When the white-robed immortal heard this, he looked sideways at Li Qinglian and said, "It's not mine, could it be yours?"

Li Qinglian replied without hesitation: "It's mine! I never put it down, and I still hold it in my hand! Even if I die, I have to hold everything in my hand!"

"And you, but let it go!"

He turned his head and looked directly into the eyes of the white-robed fairy.

After a long silence, the white-robed fairy smiled bitterly: "Yes, let it go, but how do you know how difficult the road was at the beginning, and what did I give up?"

Li Qinglian closed her eyes, as if she was unwilling to answer this question, he knew! How could he not know! But knowing that he wanted to give up, why did he have to go all the way to the dark?

Ye Wangyu was reluctant to give up. Suppress Xianmen with an iron sword, go crazy for a lifetime, and suppress your own body for 3,000 years with Shenxiu!

Xiao He was unwilling to give up, swore not to enter the immortal road, and ended up in the name of a scattered immortal, and he couldn't enter an inch for tens of thousands of years.

Why didn't they give up? Why did you give up? Li Qinglian couldn't ask this question, and even if she did, she couldn't get an answer......

Since you have given it up, don't look for it anymore, and what you can't find is only to increase your sadness......

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