() A monument is a story, buried between heaven and earth.

Let you be a hero of the world, proud of all directions, and you will not escape the ruthless erasure of time.

How many sages are dusty, how many red faces are in the rain.

If you are not an immortal, there will always be a day when life comes to an end, just like the law of all things, once it begins, there will be an end.

Then all that is left is nostalgia, reluctance, and reminiscence.

"Gathering and scattering in a hurry, this hatred is endless, this year's flowers are better than last year's red, but who can share them?"

Several people were sad, and such a picture couldn't help but pop up in their minds, a man in white clothes who won the snow, holding the world in his hands, immortal, even if it was years, he couldn't leave a trace on his body.

But the relatives and friends around him are slowly aging, no matter how the first immortal is against the sky, with vast magical powers, shocking the past and the present, he can only watch them leave him.

Immortals are invincible, but they are not omnipotent, in the face of the birth, old age, sickness and death of relatives and friends, immortals are powerless, and they can't keep those dead heroic souls.

"The most powerful people are often the loneliest people. ”

"Turn over your hands to cover the sky and cover the ground, the sun, moon and stars are in the palm of your hand, but the light is far away, and then looking back, there are tombstones one after another, and there is no one in the world..."

"For immortals, perhaps loneliness is the most terrible enemy. ”

Mu Chen sighed, it was difficult to understand the feeling of burying his old friend with his own hands.

When the vicissitudes of life, the sun and the moon change, and the familiar people are gone, only I am immortal, and I taste the loneliness of the ages alone, so what's the point?

The desolate ancient monument tells the glorious years of the past, the rain has disappeared, the ancients have been buried, and those glorious years have long been forgotten.

They walked through the tombs, their hearts were a little heavy, these are the former human males buried here, the old friends of the first immortal, and the last traces left by a golden age.

After that, several people came to the last grave and couldn't help but show a different color.

This last tomb is a little different, the stele is smaller than the others, very delicate, and there are some white petals covering the surroundings, eternal and immortal, blessed with immortal divinity.

Obviously, the person buried here must be a woman.

"You see, there's something that's shining. Niuniu's eyes were sharp, and she noticed some luminous objects under the tombstone.

When they got closer, they were a few grains of ice crystals, crystal clear, without a single blemish, purer and more beautiful than any gem.

"What a beautiful stone. ”

Niuniu and Luo Siyuan quickly picked up those spars, there were four in total, in the shape of water droplets, warm and moist, very brilliant, giving people a dreamlike visual enjoyment.

"It is

What?" Mu Chen looked at the spar in the girl's hand, and didn't feel anything strange.

"Ancient ores?" Ha Wei guessed, then shook his head, not finding any divine essence.

The little turtle was frowning, staring at the few crystals and falling into deep thought, before saying leisurely after a long time: "This thing should be an immortal crystal." ”

"Immortal Crystal, what's the use?" Luo Siyuan asked, with an immortal character that surprised them.

The baby turtle explained that it had learned some ancient legends from an ancient site thousands of years ago.

There is a record that when the local fairy misses his lover, the tears he sheds will condense into crystals, which are more precious and pure than any gem in the world, and will remain on earth forever.

"Is there any god power then?" asked Muchen.

"No, it's just an ordinary spar, but it's immortal, and no one can destroy it. ”

He wondered, shouldn't it, and frankly admitted that he had also seen the fairy crying ruthlessly, and the tears that fell turned into a vast ocean, which still exists today.

"It's different, there's a difference. Little Turtle said.

If you want to form an immortal crystal, the first condition is to be immortal, and then you must simply cry for the sake of missing your lover. As for the absolute ruthlessness, it was caused by sadness, and there should be a variety of emotions such as regret and unwillingness.

"As the saying goes, sadness is like the sea, and thoughts become crystall. ”

Subsequently, the little turtle revealed another secret, it is said that in the early days of the myth, someone also found the fairy crystal, and later was replaced by a female saint with a holy soldier.

"Well, it's just beautiful, and it's useless, I actually exchanged it for a holy soldier..."He Wei was puzzled, he didn't think this thing was worth a holy weapon.

"What do you know, although Xianjing has no power, it is very meaningful, according to rumors, as long as you have this kind of thing, you can reap unswerving love. ”

"Really?"

"It's just a rumor, but you can't believe it, people are always full of beautiful fantasies. For example, the diamond in our spiritual world is just an ore to put it bluntly, but it is considered to be a symbol of love, a permanent one. "Wood Dust Road.

Having said that, after hearing the rumors that the little turtle said, the two girls couldn't help but light up their eyes, glanced at each other, and put away the fairy crystal very carefully.

can understand, after all, which girl does not desire unswerving love.

"It seems that what is buried here should be the red face of the first immortal. ”

The existence of immortal crystals also means that there are earth immortals who have cried in front of the grave, and as for which immortal it is, the answer is already coming out.

The first immortal of eternity, Yuchen!

At this time, in the Void Realm, a man was sitting on the steering wheel of the Misty Forbidden Land, holding a hosta in his hand, with a look of reminiscence on his face, and he was distracted for a while.

In the distant time, there is his past, those touches, those beloved, all of which are gone forever.

At this moment, Yuchen's back looked very depressed, and there was sadness in the air, like him, and there were people and things that he couldn't forget.

"Tao Zhu..."

His tone was soft, and he carefully caressed the hosta, as if it was the most precious thing in the world, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

For a long time, he smiled bitterly and sighed.

"Won the world, lost her..."

......

When the story returned to the burial forest, Muchen and his party felt a lot of emotion, and left after mourning in front of the grave, but there were some more doubts in their hearts.

What is certain is that the Misty Forbidden Land was formed in ancient times, and it is related to the First Immortal, otherwise he would not have buried his old friend here, which shows that during that period, this was an extraordinary region.

"What truth awaits us during the Yuchen period?"

A few people are puzzled, time is too far away, a whole thousand years, what will have to do with them?

A month has passed, and they have finally arrived at the destination of this trip, the deepest part of the forbidden area...

This is a ruined land, black soil and scorched stones, everything is withered, all life is extinguished, and there is a faint black fog.

"There was a shocking battle here, sinking a domain and turning it into a dead place. Mu Chen quickly made a judgment.

"Saint King level, or Half-Immortal level, or..."

A few people are dignified, and you can see the traces of the aftermath of the war, as well as the remnants of the incomplete law of destruction, which has led to the extinction of life here.

The deepest part is very large, but it has been destroyed by the Supreme Being, and they suspect that this is an important battlefield in ancient times, and the beacon fire is endless, otherwise how could it not be restored until now.

"Could it be an immortal war?" the little turtle whispered.

It didn't take long for them to find the body, just a few kilometers ahead, blood flowing all over the ground, emitting a hazy glow.

"It's been 20,000 years since he died, wait, he won't be the sage who rushed into the deepest depths with the holy weapon in his hand!" Niu Niu exclaimed, so she said.

The corpse has not been melted, the blood has not dried up, and it has been pale golden, this is definitely a great sage.

Before coming, the old fox said that 20,000 years ago, there was a sage who rushed into the deepest part with the holy soldier in his hand, but then the holy soldier flew out on his own, and he never came out, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Extrapolating from the time, this corpse is just the right fit for that sage.

"Don't wander around, there's a lot of danger here. ”

Mu Chen said nervously, the corpse of a sage was lying not far away, there must be something strange about this land, and it also forced back a holy soldier, it is definitely a fierce place, and it kills gods when encountering gods.