The night is as cool as water. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the moonlight, the snow is hazy, and the holy mountain is faint.

This night was probably the quietest and loneliest night in the Three Realms Sacred Mountain in thousands of years. At the same time, it is also the most noisy and fulfilling night.

Loneliness, because this night the holy mountain is no longer sealed away from hatred. Fulfillment, because on this night there were many monks standing on the holy mountain.

The hatred is gone, and the ban on the sea is eliminated.

Now not only is the sea in the vein, but even Shen Yan is also standing on the top of the holy mountain. It was the first monk to set foot on the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms after 10,000 years.

For thousands of years, is it worth the protection of the sea?

The mountain behind the holy mountain, there are tombstones. All the cultivation is there. The white dragon has dissipated from the mist.

Amu only buried the body of the Eastern Emperor here. The Eastern Emperor is also the only descendant of the Canghai who is buried in the Holy Mountain of the Three Realms. Because, in the end, his soul escaped.

Leng Yu and Murong Haiqing's faces were already full of tears. Amu, Shenlang, and Qingbai Light also had tears in their eyes.

The death of the Eastern Emperor may not be very tragic, but it is decisive.

He could have been immortal, but he was bent on dying. Many times saving a person is not to save his life, but to save his heart.

The heart of the Eastern Emperor comes from the heart like ashes.

His heart is dead, so how can he live? No one can save him.

At this time, Kamiro and the others had already finished worshipping.

Amu was the last to stand in front of the tomb of the Eastern Emperor, his face sad and speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Amu slowly spread his left hand. And in his hand was holding the scarecrow that he had been instructed to bring back at the end of the Three Realms.

"I have an incarnation, and I have not woken up from my old dreams. If one day someone knows it, tell him that it is all a dream, and there is no need to wait!"

That's the exact words of the water-clad year.

Now that the cause and effect of the cause and effect are known, the person who the Eastern Emperor has been waiting for is the passing year.

"Master of the Eastern Emperor!" Amu held the scarecrow in his hand, and then knelt down on one knee in front of the tomb of the Eastern Emperor and said slowly, "This is for you, you will live up to the sea and the love!"

As he spoke, Amu gently placed the golden scarecrow in front of the tomb of the Eastern Emperor. The scarecrow came to life and smiled.

"Master of the Eastern Emperor, let me tell you in the passing years - she will return soon, may your linen clothes remain the same as before, and your original intention will not change. ”

"Ahh

At this time, the crow on Amu's shoulder tilted his head and crooked softly. Because, the words of the day passed, and the crow heard it clearly, and it was not what Amu said at all.

Amu got up, but smiled faintly.

The crow may not understand the Eastern Emperor and the passing years. However, Amu understands it. Is it true that the passing year really doesn't want the Eastern Emperor to look and wait?

In fact, the future is bleak, and the passing years just don't want the East Emperor to be too bitter. And now, the Eastern Emperor is dead, so why should Amu say it again.

May the Eastern Emperor rest in peace!

Amu knows that there may never be reincarnation again.

Amu touched the crow on his shoulder, but seemed to say to himself: "Eastern Emperor Master, if I can do what I want or can make everything for you complete!"

With that, Amu turned around. Everyone left the tomb of the Eastern Emperor.

The night is faint, and the empty mountains are lonely. A round of moons, alone in the new grave, lonely for eternity. The golden scarecrow seemed to have become the only companion of the Eastern Emperor.

Gradually, the scarecrow disappeared into the tomb of the Eastern Emperor.

Holy Mountain, Front Mountain.

Tsing Yi Amu was independent at the end of the original rope bridge, with deep eyes. At this time, the blue and white light was on his left and right.

"Blue Devil, Xingfei!" Amu called in a low voice.

"We're here!" replied the Blue Devil and Xing Fei.

"The seal of the Immortal Venerable is broken, and the Demon Lord is reborn. However, he only has three days!" Amu said slowly.

"Huh?" Blue Devil and Xing Fei were both stunned.

Amu smiled and said, "Because, back then, Canghai Immortal Venerable only left the last three days of the Three Realms, or the last three days of the Three Realms of cause and effect. Once the seal of the Immortal is broken, everything begins to pass. After three days, the Three Realms will not be reincarnated, and it will be eternal life. ”

The Blue Devil and Xing Fei raised their eyebrows slightly, but they seemed to understand a little.

Still, none of them asked. The blue and white light, in many cases, actually does not need to ask questions.

"The Venerable wants to destroy the Three Realms and re-enter reincarnation. However, the real ghost venerable and hatred will not help him. But the Purple Ghost City and the Demon Lord were enough to make him successful. ”

Blue Devil and Xing Fei nodded.

"The power of the heavenly coffin in Purple Ghost City is somewhat beyond imagination. With one enemy against seven, he didn't fall behind at all? That purple ghost city may still have secrets. Amu sneered, "However, we still have hole cards." Don't forget, there is also a coffin in the sea!"

The Blue Devil smiled faintly, and Xing Fei also bowed slightly.

"Blue Devil!" Amu smiled, and seemed to change the topic, "In the Cloud Desert Wuji Palace, there is still someone waiting for you, right?

"Oh?" the Blue Devil couldn't help but smile when he heard this, "That's right! Yu Qiumu, it's time for me to go see her." ”

"Waiting for your people, you have to go back and see!" Amu's words made his heart ache.

Xing Fei also smiled and said, "Then do I also want to go to see those places of reincarnation?" ”

"Of course!" Amu nodded.

"Hahaha!" the three of them couldn't help but laugh at the same time. There is no need to say anything more, because they all understand what Amu means.

"If I fail, everything will be destroyed!" Amu's voice sank.

"Hehe!" the Blue Devil shook his head, then smiled faintly, "Canghai, never failed!"

"Blue Devil, are you always light-hearted?" Amu asked.

"Of course!" the Blue Devil nodded with a smile, "As long as you live, it should be like this!"

"That's right, it's a pity, I'm not as good as you!" Amu sighed softly, "Okay!

The Blue Devil and Xing Fei looked at each other and smiled, and turned around to leave. However, the two of them hesitated slightly at the same time.

The Blue Devil opened his mouth and asked, "Amu, we have something to ask. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Back then, who killed Immortal Venerable?" the blue and white light stared at Amu together.

"Who killed Immortal Venerable?" Amu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "In three days, you will know." Anyway, it's not you. ”

The Blue Devil and Xing Fei shook their heads with a wry smile. The two of them could only clasp their fists at Amu and arch their hands. Immediately, two rays of light, one green and one white, rushed out of the holy mountain in two directions.

Amu was still standing in place.

"Amu!" At this time, a person walking behind him was Kamiro. It's just that when he walked towards Amu, he had already changed into the appearance of a demon lang.

"Master!" Amu bowed, "Don't you spend more time with Uncle Shi?"

Mo Lang shook his head with a wry smile, and laughed at himself: "For so many years, I have not been in the Holy Mountain, what can I accompany now? ”

"Hehe!" Amu said with a smile, "Today, Senior Sister Haiqing told me that Senior Uncle Leng Yu said that we Canghai men are so affectionate, but we all stand up to the sky!"

"Oh?" Mo Lang smiled, "I'm afraid it's inevitable to be emotional, but there is only one person who stands up to the sky and the earth!"

Molang's words are meaningful. Amu was silent.

"Amu!" Mo Lang looked at the distant mountains, which was the direction of the northern kingdom back then, "Beyond the Three Realms, is there really a Tibetan world?"

"Hmm!" Amu nodded, "There is not only one Tibetan world, but many other worlds. The Three Realms are just a speck of dust, a drop in the ocean. ”

"The Three Realms are actually cages!" the Demon Lang let out a long sigh.

Amu shook his head and said with a smile: "Master, the Three Realms are not cages. Trapped people are actually hearts. It's like a frog at the bottom of a well, it's not the mouth of the well that sleeps the frog, but whether the frog is willing to jump out!"

"The Three Realms are not cages. Those who are trapped are actually hearts!" There was a glimmer in Mo Lang's eyes.

The first person in these three realms after 10,000,000 years listened to Amu's words, and he actually had a sense of sudden enlightenment. The Three Realms are just the Three Realms.

"Hehe! Well said!" said the Devil sincerely.

"Master praises!" Amu also looked in the direction of the former northern country. Northland, Liuzhen, where there are endless memories of Amu.

"Amu, do you need a battle in the Heavenly Coffin?" Molang finally said the reason why he had come to Amu.

"Hmm!" Amu nodded.

Molang smiled.

"I can give you the shadow of the heavenly coffin!"

"Master, you should know. If I take the shadow of the coffin, my aunt will soon be gone! I know you can only use that shadow once. Amu looked at Mo Lang and said, "Moreover, if the nine coffins are one, my aunt may not be able to resurrect!"

"If you can't break the cause and effect, once the Three Realms are reincarnated, she and I will also be wiped out!" "Mo Lang's voice was low, "I, I'm just unwilling to die!"

Amu smiled knowingly.

"Master, the veins of the sea are actually standing up to the sky. As he spoke, Amu's hand lightly wiped his forehead, and a purple light flew out from the center of his eyebrows.

There was endless fairy rhyme in that purple light.

Mo Lang was stunned for a moment, and his face couldn't help but change slightly. Because, he instantly felt the breath of the Heavenly Maiden.

"Master!" Amu looked at Mo Lang and said, "If you want the nine coffins to be one, the heavenly coffin is indispensable." However, if the coffin is completed, my aunt will be scattered. ”

"I have a day left to me by my aunt here. Although I have suffered several calamities, I have never used it, just to leave it to Master. Now, I seal it with the ban of time. After two days, it will turn on automatically. When the time comes, you will give me the shadow of the heavenly coffin, and let my aunt accompany you on this last day!"

"Phantom Flower ......" Mo Lang looked at the purple light in Amu's hand in a daze, and his voice trembled a little.

If there is love, it will flow for 10,000 years, and it will not fight for the day; will there be no hatred? Seeking to reincarnate for a hundred lifetimes, but it will be a catastrophe! At that time, the phantom flower did not say goodbye, and the demon lang finally found only the remnant soul.

The nine coffins can't be one, and Mo Lang never thought that he would be able to see the phantom flower smile again. At this moment, after thousands of years of searching and waiting, Molang felt that it was worth it.

Amu handed the purple light to Mo Lang with both hands.

"Amu, thank you!" Mo Lang took the purple light and said solemnly.

Amu smiled. Because this is the only thank you that has been said to Amu for many years, whether it is Haihuang or Tianzhou, whether it is Wang Jue or Mo Lang.

Memories are overflowing.

Back in the day, Wang never hesitated to wave the rattan countless times just to smash the Amu Immortal Bone Demon Body. At the time of the tribulation, the king never created endless ordinary intentions for Amu, and even cut off his own soul, but created his own perfection.

That kind of love, only Amu can understand.

"Master, a teacher for one day, a father for life!" Amu said slowly.

On the top of the holy mountain, the master and apprentice looked at each other and smiled.

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