The cycle of life and death, the power of creation, as long as it is the common people in the world, it cannot escape the fate of incarnating white bones, this is the definition of survival, and it is also the rule of heaven, even if the monk is strong, it is inevitable that there will be a day of fall.

At the end of the mountain, a pair of desolate dry bones sat in the depths of the cave, and the white bones had long been eroded by the years, as if as long as they were touched, the dry bones would turn into a handful of dust.

Standing in front of the dry bones, Bai Yi's eyes flashed with remembrance, and the cold and warlike young monk seemed to be sitting in front of him, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and was laughing wildly unrestrainedly.

In the battle of the three continents 10,000 years ago, Bai Yi and Yunkong stood side by side for a hundred years, and the friendship in the war was the most real and strong, which was a kind of trust that could completely hand over the back to the other party, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was brotherhood.

The comrades-in-arms of 10,000 years ago, if they were right in front of them, they didn't have the coldness and freedom of the year, and they didn't have the long howl of high fighting spirit, they just sat there quietly, lonely and desolate.

At the top of the cave, due to years of erosion by the torrents, a crack has been created to the top of the mountain, and a beam of sunlight spills through the gap, separating the living and the dead into two different worlds.

A desolate long roar came out of the cave and resounded throughout the entire Silver Tiger Peak, which was a nostalgia, nostalgic for the comrades-in-arms of 10,000 years ago......

The depressed chest, only a roar can alleviate a little sadness, even the immortal monarch, when he sees the remains of the deceased, he can't do it like water.

The dry bones that look like they're about to shatter are actually as strong as fine iron, otherwise. Thousands of years will grind any dry bones into fine dust.

Merge Realm......

While perceiving dry bones. Bai Yi also distinguished the merger that Yunkong had cultivated to the top of the god back then, and it stands to reason that the longevity of the strong man in the merger. Even if it doesn't reach 10,000 years, it's about the same, if the cloud sky breaks through to the merger, it shouldn't run out of longevity at this time.

The rough cave must have been opened in a hurry, and it became a dry bone before Shouyuan, which can only indicate that Yunkong was severely injured and died, not a sitting that exhausted Shouyuan.

Walking to the front of the dry bone, Bai Yi leaned over and patted the dry bone's shoulder. A deep sigh echoed in the not very large cave.

Hovering one arm above the head of the dry bone, Bai Yi's hand ran a pure spiritual power, and in the sound of clicking bone rubbing, an ancient sword hilt was slowly pulled out of the dry bone's neck.

It was a long sword embedded in the vertebrae, the hilt was extremely old, and the blade was a dusty stream of dust, if you looked closely. The dust that was circulating was a talisman thinner than a fingernail.

The strange long sword composed of tens of thousands of talismans, once it broke away from the dry bones, immediately erupted into an incomparably strong spiritual power fluctuation, this level of spiritual power fluctuation. It actually surpassed the Wisteria Sword, which was very similar to the Zhenyun Bell of the Cangyun Sect.

The best magic weapon, the rune sword!

The natal magic weapon of the clouds. It is a long sword condensed with talismans, when Bai Yi first encountered the clouds. The Rune Sword is just a mid-level magic weapon, and as the realm increases. Yunkong's natal magic weapon is still a rune sword, but the level of the sword body has reached the level of the best magic weapon.

The rune sword is completely composed of runes, this strange flying sword has an advantage, that is, as long as there are enough runes, the rune sword will never break, once the sword body is damaged, it can be repaired with runes, there are many people who use similar rune swords in the cultivation world, without exception, these people are all warlike.

For warlike people, a flying sword that can be repaired quickly and can be said to never break is what they value most, because if the sword continues, the fighting spirit will continue.

The rune sword was only pulled out for an inch, and then it stopped moving, feeling the familiar aura on the sword's body, and the bitterness in Bai Yi's eyes was even stronger.

Boom!

A high sword roar came from the rune sword, and then disappeared along with the sword, and was sealed back in the dry bones.

The sword is Yunkong's life, Bai Yi knows this better than anyone else, even if he doesn't want his life, Yunkong will not allow his long sword to become dull, his indomitable courage is very similar to Bai Yi back then, so the two of them formed a brotherly friendship in the war-torn land of Qingzhou.

The relics of the deceased, although it is an extremely rare and superb magic weapon, Bai Yi does not intend to take the rune sword away from Yunkong's side, it is a tacit understanding between friends, just like Bai Yi dies, Yunkong will not take his natal magic weapon.

"After a long time, when we meet again, we are separated by life and death, and when the old people visit, there is only one drunken ......"

Sitting on the opposite side of the dry bone, Bai Yi took out two jars of spirit wine, and without using a cup, he raised his head and drank wildly, while the other jar of spirit wine was poured on the body of the dry bone.

The wine left along the skeleton was like a stream, spilling from the top of the head, and a wisp of wine passed through the skeleton's mouth and spilled from the jaw, which looked a little gloomy, but it was full of a tragic pride, and when it was touched by the wine, the skeleton's jaw moved a few times, as if laughing silently.

The wine was exhausted, and the sunlight cast from the cracks on the top of the mountain gradually moved to Bai Yi's body, adding a breath of life to the living in this place of death, while the dry bones on the opposite side exuding a rich aroma of wine seemed even more lonely.

Life and death, representing yin and yang, yin and yang are like the sun and the moon, life and life cherish each other, reincarnation is also like spring and autumn, thousands of years of continuous, it is said that yin and yang are combined, is the integrity of life, but after completeness, life and death are separated.

After being reborn, Bai Yi once thought about cutting off the cause and effect of his previous life, but he gradually discovered that as long as his memory lasts forever, he is still a carefree immortal, not another life, nor another person.

"Getaway...... Ha, get away!"

In the sound of the broken tiles, Bai Yi raised his head and smiled: "When you enter the mortal world, cause and effect are born, since you are born in the world, who can really be free? Ruthless and desireless, sad and joyless, not a stone, or a Buddha, no cause is no effect, no desire is no desire, but the first time you see this world, cause and effect have already been planted in the heart." ”

Looking at the dry bones on the opposite side, Bai Yi said with a chuckle: "There were once people from other regions who wanted to cut off the three corpses in order to seek truth and freedom, in order to cut off the corpse of evil thoughts, he traveled through a domain, eliminated evil and promoted good, and finally became a great good person in the eyes of the world. ”

Thinking of a past event encountered during his travels 10,000 years ago, Bai Yi's smile gradually became cold: "The name of the saint, the heart of the wicked, when he thought that he had cut off the two corpses of good and evil, he was ready to cut off the corpse of his own heart and cut himself, I am afraid it is not so easy, even if he firmly believes that after cutting off himself, he can get the true freedom, he is still a little hesitant, so he talked to me about the leisure, and later, it was the third corpse I helped him to behead, and his corpse was cut into pieces by me and thrown on the spirit sealing platform." ”

"Three corpses and nine insects, stupid, greedy, and hateful, but some people think that they can cut off a corpse by cutting off their relatives. Bai Yi stood up with a sneer and said, "From the moment he killed his relatives, he was no longer a human being, so I beheaded that beast, if it was you, I am afraid that I would also swing a sword to kill it like me, but unfortunately, we will no longer have the time to fight together......"

Saying that, Bai Yi raised his hands, ready to shake down the sand and stones on the side of the mountain, completely covering up this cave, there is no ghost face moth, maybe there will be cultivators to explore here, deceased, it is better not to be disturbed by outsiders.

In the shaking of the mountain, the stones fell, and the desolate dry bones trembled with it, and the skeletons that kept opening and closing seemed to be telling a ghost language that no one could hear, but a low whisper suddenly sounded in Bai Yi's ears.

"That Outlander, you should be killed!" (To be continued.) )