The demonic energy is surging, agitating in all directions, like a thousand waves.

The scene was terrifying, the magic clouds gathered for hundreds of millions of miles, the black rain poured, the storm roared and swept wildly, and the thunder and black lightning rumbled, deafening.

Visuals and sounds.

They feel as if they are in a stormy sea, and they can be swallowed up at any moment.

The four saints had no choice but to open the exit of the ten directions, there was no way, this was the power of the ten directions burial ground, and it was impossible for them to resist it.

Luo Siyuan and the others looked unwilling, and finally found a road to the saint, but they were blocked, which made it very uncomfortable for everyone.

The Eight Directions Demon Qi became more and more terrifying, completely rioted, the holy light was eroded, and the true words of the Great Dao engraved into the void space by Kong Sheng began to fade gradually.

"Let's go, the Holy Way is not like this, with your talents, the sage will not be the end. Li Bai said.

Lin Luqian said regretfully: "But I'm very unwilling!"

Before leaving, Mu Chen saw that Kong Sheng was still staring at the group of evil demons, and he had no intention of leaving, so he couldn't help but say, "Ancestor Wen?"

"You leave quickly, and I will stay with my old friends. ”

He is just a wisp of will, even if it doesn't take long to leave, it will dissipate the world, and he wants to exert some residual heat.

Kong Qiu waved his hand, and the reincarnation pen flew back into He Wei's hand, and he said to Ying Zheng: "Brother Ying, how about the battle in the void?"

After speaking, Kong Sheng put his hands behind his back and walked into the endless void by himself, with an indescribable free and easy confidence.

The person who knows you best is often your enemy, and he knows very well that with the character of the other party, he will never refuse this last showdown.

Ying Zheng looked closely at the back of the enemy in this life in front of him, and followed without hesitation.

One is the will, the other is the incarnation, and it is impossible to say who takes advantage.

There is no audience in this battle, no one knows, and the final outcome is unknown.

The Four Saints, Mu Chen, and the others had already left the Ten Directions Burial Ground and returned to the Spirit Realm.

This trip to the Ten Directions, on the whole, is still very worthwhile, Mu Chen not only stepped into the Holy Dao and understood who the future opponent was, but also successfully defeated the Eternal Overlord with the Four Saints.

The harvest is very rewarding.

But there is also heartache and pain.

Mu Chen summoned the night heart void sealed by him, Qiu Hairan, Lin Daotian, Master of Empty Jue...

The former predecessors have now become demons, their sanity has been erased, and their merits have been scattered, and they are only riddled with sins.

How cruel and pathetic this is!

Luo Siyuan and the others' eyes turned red on the spot, hugged their loved ones tightly, and cried like a child.

Sages are also human beings, and when they see their masters, uncles, fathers, and elders become this picture of people and ghosts, tears are like bursting embankments.

An unbearable weight!

"Is there really no help?" Qiu Ting's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was in pain.

Luo Guangling knelt heavily in front of the former head of Kunlun, an iron-clad man, who couldn't stop crying at the moment: "Head, the disciple is not filial!"

Lin Luqian hugged Lin Daotian hard, and the pain was unspeakable.

The peerless four saints sighed, don't look over, can't bear to look directly.

"Children, this has come to this, be strong. The Enchantress reassured.

Dao Ji spoke: "Amitabha, give them a liberation, let you end up, it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune." ”

They knew that this time was not suitable for them to continue to stay here, and there were some things in the world that the Holy King could do helplessly.

The Four Saints went away, leaving only a group of people who were sad to the point of heartbreak.

There is rain in the heart and frost in the eyes.

In the end, Mu Chen and the others each took their loved ones away.

......

The mountain behind Nanshan Temple, thinking about the cliff.

The cliff is steep, and there is no bottom in sight, and a waterfall seems to fall from the nine heavens, rushing to the west.

Sandalwood is swirling, there are hundreds of monks, chanting the Sutra of the Past Life, the wooden fish is ringing, and everything follows the wind.

The Master of Emptiness lies on the Zen wood, his eyes closed and his face kind.

Buddhism has a tradition that all virtuous and respected monks sit and hold an uncovered assembly.

Meaning: inclusive and unhindered, unobstructed, unhindered.

It can also be understood that when you come, you will suffer from the sea and overcome evil, karma will be added, and you will have no worries when you go, and you will be bright and fair.

Although Nanshan Temple is not a famous temple through the ages, it is also a little famous in Buddhism, and there are naturally many people who come to watch the ceremony.

There are old spiritual masters, abbots of other ancient temples, respected old people in the vicinity, and the most striking of them is an old woman.

She was silent and sad.

Luo Siyuan guessed the identity of the old woman at once, it is said that when Master Kongjue was young, he went down the mountain to save a woman, and the two of them eliminated evil and promoted good together, composing a good story.

However, at that time, the cultivation of emptiness was still shallow, first, I couldn't hold it, and I was emotional...

In order to repent, the master of emptiness sealed himself in the Siguo Cliff after returning to the temple, and it was decades after that.

Now, emptiness is gone, the red dust is over, and all dust is back to dust.

A fire, burning away karma, also burned a story.

Luo Siyuan sorted out the relics left by Master Kongjue, and after the Wusha Conference, she wanted to talk to the old woman, but found that the other party had left at some point.

Where the old woman was standing, the soil was wet, and it was tears.

At this moment, she was in a trance and lost her mind.

......

Hangcheng garbage street.

A small dilapidated bungalow, this is Qiu Ting's home, where she grew up.

Qiu Hairan lay on a broken sofa, motionless, as if he was asleep.

Like it was decades ago.

Qiu Ting took out a razor from the room, took a basin of water, and seriously sorted out her father's face.

"Dad, I know about Mom. ”

"Dad, your sloppy personality really needs to be changed, you don't have a long beard and you don't shave, I really don't know how my mother fell in love with you in the first place. ”

"Drink less alcohol in the future, otherwise if you go below, your mother may not know how to scold you. ”

"I'll be able to see my mother soon, you've been waiting for a long time, I'll help you clean up and go to see your mother." ”

"You say, how can you give birth to such a delicate daughter as me, it seems that I still inherited more from my mother. ”

She said softly, but her eyes grew redder and her voice became more and more choked.

Tears fell into the clear water of the basin, creating a circle of ripples.

"Dad, I love you..."

......

Peach blossom forest, peach blossoms flying, petals into rain, rain falling.

A man, carrying two jugs of wine, guards a tomb.

"Master, this is your favorite apricot blossom wine. ”

Wood dust poured the wine cup to the brim and sprinkled it in front of the grave.

"The disciples have become holy, and these years have been quite wonderful. ”

"When I got below, I said hello to the apprentice and the senior brother. ”

"Tell me what happened to me in the ancient world, it turns out that elves and angels really exist, and I met a group of elves when I first arrived in the ancient world..."

This is one day, when the night is low, the stars are shining, and before he knows it, he leans against the grave and falls asleep.

In the dark night, a faint figure appeared, he approached Mu Chen, and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Stinky boy, you know that you are lazy, so don't you get up and cultivate quickly!"

"Master!" Mu Chen woke up violently and hurriedly looked around.

Empty, nothing.

He looked over his shoulder, his vision blurred.