A-Ning also felt the familiar breath, and took the Ziling in Fang Yanli's hand, thoughtfully.

"A-Ning ......" Fang gradually stroked A-Ning's head with pity, calling her name.

A-Ning agreed gently, but his hand was still rubbing Ziling slightly.

Now that A-Ning has been saved, Fang gradually recalls everything before, and can't help but be a little afraid.

A-Ning is his forbidden body, if he comes one step late, maybe it will be a separation between heaven and man, and this consequence is really not something she can bear.

And all his crazy actions after that, including the last desperate effort with Xin Shi, can be said to have overdrawn too much of his strength.

Yao Chi ...... In the end, Yao Chi was transformed into a stone statue.

Thinking of this, Fang gradually took out the stone statue formed by Yao Chi from the storage bag with a wave of his hand, and under the investigation of the spiritual sense, the stone statue seemed to be a dead thing, and he couldn't feel any breath at all.

It's like an ordinary stone.

Why did Yao Chi become like this, and the fragile appearance that couldn't help but reveal in the end still lingered in Fang Yanli's mind.

In fact, if you think about it, you will know that it was Yaochi who bore most of the consequences of forcibly rebelling against the ancients for him.

She was as pale as a corpse in the end, just like when Fang Yanli had just woken up.

Coupled with the slight spiritual power left in Fang Yuanli's body at the end, Fang Wanli couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Desperately, it was obviously himself, but in the end, Yaochi had to pay the price for himself.

However, he was not blindly pessimistic, and after a long time of companionship, in these years of mental communication, he has long had an indissoluble spiritual connection with Yaochi.

Now, looking at the stone statue in front of him, he had this intuition: Yao Chi did not die here, on the contrary, she just fell into a deep sleep.

This can be determined from the fact that the two still have a trace of mental connection, and it is also the reason why Fang is barely comforting until now.

Although it was extremely faint, so weak that Fang gradually separated and couldn't even convey a word of his heart, it really existed!

......

Under the moonlight, Fang gradually left and took A Ning to turn into a flying rainbow and went all the way to the west.

The injuries in Ah Ning's body had already been taken by Fang Yuanli for a few days, diluting a small pill power, and finally completely healed.

"Ah Ning, this time I have recovered the Creation Elixir for you! This elixir can recreate the Qi Sea for you, and when your cultivation is improved, it will only be a matter of time before your eyes recover. ”

This is the kind of thing that is said the most along the way.

At such times, A-Ning would always smile at the corner of his mouth, and his bare hand stroked the arm that had been gradually separated five years ago.

Five years ago, after he left, she couldn't sleep at night, sometimes waking up from a painful dream, and worried about the situation of Fang Fang leaving.

And as her, she lives on Huming Island, where the atmosphere of the fairy family is full of immortal atmosphere, like a finch trapped in a cage, although she has no worries about food and clothing, she has too many things to lose.

She was also afraid that Fang would gradually leave her cultivation and gradually rise, and she would feel the immortality outside, and become indifferent and affectionate, and look down on her, a dispensable person.

At that time, even if there is a creation elixir through the immortal book, but it has already been empty, and things are not people, in that case, what is the point?

But fortunately, although the boy has grown up, he is still the same him, and in front of himself, he is still so stupid......

Through Fang Yanli's slightly excited tone, she seemed to see the impenetrable sword light and sword shadow, in those light and shadows that broke the soul at every turn, Fang gradually left to cut through thorns and thorns, and the battle was scarred, so she picked up the pill and stood at the top.

What a good boy who makes people's hearts surge.

A Ning's heart was a little gloomy, and the Ziling in his palm flashed with a subtle red glow.

He deserves a better woman, not so much!

This time to save herself, although Fang gradually left without saying anything, but from his previous low mood, she clearly felt sadness.

For her, he must have sacrificed and owed a lot.

Fang gradually left and mentioned the Creation Elixir again......

If it was before, A-Ning might have been a little excited, but now, she knows her fate, and she knows that everything is really dramatic and ridiculous.

Let's just let everything go with the wind, she just wants to experience the peace of the moment.

Hopefully, that's not too much.

......

It took a few days for Fang to leave before he returned to the Divine Hidden Sect with Ah Ning.

Although his cultivation was restored, the evil qi in his body invaded, and it also tortured him day and night, making him miserable.

settled A-Ning in his cave mansion, and he rushed to the central ban as soon as possible.

Shen Yin is not safe, and the person who lost the door does not know when he will appear again, and several confusions in his heart must be asked before that.

Qingluan led him into the prohibition again, and the flying Qingguang was even more depressed than the last time he saw it, and it was really like entering the twilight of his life.

Fang gradually left the door to see the mountain: "I want to ring the bell of life and death." ”

There was a slight response from the green luan, and then the blue light flickered, and the surrounding clouds and mist were dispersed, and the end pointed to a huge hanging black bell.

This was the first time Fang Yanli had directly observed the black bell, and the mysterious texture on it made him fascinated for a moment, and when he looked at it again, it was actually simple and traceless, and that texture was actually gone.

Before flying forward, Qingluan stayed at his side, watching Fang Yuanli's every move.

Fang gradually left standing in front of the black bell, which was obviously a black bell one zhang high, but it gave him the illusion of facing the peak of a thousand thousands.

After being stunned for a long time, he raised his palm and subconsciously pressed it on the black bell.

Knock –

The bell is melodious and loud, as if it is enough to spread thousands of miles, but the only lingering sound is gradually leaving Fang's ears.

After the bell rang, Fang gradually blinked for the first time, closed his eyes, opened them again, and the flowers were flying.

He came to Mingluan Peak.

The flowers on the peak are dancing wildly, and the sycamore is full of vitality, and a tree is full of flowers.

Those flowers are as small as grains of rice, but they are all bright red and brilliant, like every most beautiful smile in the world.

There is also the fragrant wind, which blows endless vitality, rolling the petals into the sky until they dance into a wild dragon.

A man stood under the tree, his back to Fang and gradually leaving.

"That's nice. Yun Yinzi turned around, grabbed the petals on his shoulder, and smiled lightly.

There is a Qingyue phoenix chirping through the sky, and a handsome Qingluan hovers down, dancing in the petals in the sky.

That energetic appearance was completely different from what Fang had seen before.

Over here...... It's a fantasy, right?

"Of course not. Yun Yinzi shook his head.

Fang was surprised by the latter's words, and just wanted to ask, but Yun Yinzi had already relieved the doubts in his heart.

"The bell of life and death is enough to awaken the life I have left, but the mystery in it is invincible, and what you see is the real me. ”

Fang Yanli felt incredulous, and continued to ask, "How did you lose your vitality?"

He remembered that in the picture about Gu Qingfeng and his wife that Yun Yinzi showed him before, Gu Qingfeng had said that Wutong was immortal.

But at that time, Wutong replied, saying that no one in the world can be exempted from death, even immortals, and there is also something exhausted.