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　　 The world was suddenly smoothed, there was no sound, no color, everything became erratic, only the figure in front of him was so clear that the memory was so clear that it hurts.

　　 "We will seek real immortals. There must be real immortals in this world. Only then will we become true immortals."

　　 "Before that, no matter what you encounter, you have to face it with a smile."

　　 "Because we... always get happiness."

　　 On a dark rainy night, the little girl knelt on the ground, holding the body of the dead boy tightly, with blood flowing in the pouring rain.

　　 "……"

　　From looks to expressions, everything about him is exactly the same as in his memory. She knew his life and witnessed his death with her own eyes.

　　 And now, she saw this person again.

　　 Jiang Ling saw her reflection in those pupils. He still maintained the appearance of the boy, and in the eyes of the boy, she seemed to instantly transform back to the little girl who was once at a loss.

　　 "Welcome the Kunlun Daozi coming!" The people under the altar chanted, "Daozi Susheng, the immortals return--"

　　 Daozi is now alive. Although two rats got in at the end to spoil the situation, years of forbearance finally achieved key results.

　　 For them present, this is no less significant than the step that humans took when they landed on the moon.

　　The sound wave rolled up like a huge wave, hitting the highest hall one after another.

　　 Amidst this monstrous shout, Jiang Ling, who was in the center of the big wave, just knelt there quietly, raising her head and opening her mouth, watching the figure of the young man in front of her.

　　 She might have ten million words to say at that moment, but in the end, she only said two words.

"elder brother…"

　　……

　　Under the stage, all offensives from all directions stopped.

　　 The aura that covered the top of the mountain was completely relieved, and people knelt down under a certain detached will, and praised the name of the high person in unison.

　　 The pressure weakened, and the sword light circling around also dissipated. Han Jiangchen who was in the middle of the battle panted heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up on the stage.

　　 just raised his eyes, his vision suddenly turned white.

　　With the appearance of Daozi, the dark cloud above his head suddenly cracked a gap, and the golden light of the sky poured out from the gap, with a waveless grace, spreading to the whole world.

　　 In the light, the tossing Chishui returned to clearness in a blink of an eye, and the Yinshan Mountain that stood at the gate of the ghost gate became celestial again.

　　 Within a few seconds, the sky above the sky is light, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the ground below the feet is warm in spring, and there are white cranes flying and flags in the distance.

　　——This is a real wonderland on earth.

　　 His power recalled the true appearance of this space.

　　 This is a scene beyond imagination. Anyone who sees such a beautiful scenery can only sigh with bated breath.

　　 "The immortal world is back...the immortal world is back!"

　　 The host still has no expression on his face, but the murmured voice is trembling: "The entrance has been opened, and they can come... The immortals can come back!"

　　 He ignored the disturbances from the audience, just turned around, knelt down in front of the steps, and shouted.

　　 "Please Daozi lead the group of immortals to return!"

　　 One wave lined up, and the next wave followed.

　　 "Please Daozi lead the group of immortals to return!"

　　 Hundreds of eyes fell on the altar, and hundreds of voices repeated the same sentence. Except for the figure standing at the highest point, now their eyes could not tolerate anyone.

　　 Daozi on the altar lowered his head and looked down at the ocean of people under his feet. The expression on his face was calm as if he did not belong to this world.

　　 Probably only Jiang Ling, who is closest to him, can see. In those eyes, there is a vast sea of ​​golden light rolling.

　　 "Not yet time."

　　 He uttered a word, his voice seemed to come from Jiuxiao, pouring down the altar, flooding the entire mountain top.

　　 "Why?" The host's expression freezes, "Could it be... not enough preparation?"

　　 He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes turned to Han Jiangchen behind him.

　　 Hundreds of eyes around him turned away with him, making Han Jiangchen's movements immediately stiff, as if being held tightly by an invisible giant palm, the huge pressure made him almost unable to breathe.

　　 "One ran away just now... the spirit body is missing one!"

　　 The host pointed his finger: "He is also a spiritual man! Grab him! Gouged out his eyes and dedicated it to Daozi!"

　　 Immediately there were a few people out of the queue, a dozen spiritual powers locked in all directions, and rushed towards him without any dead ends.

　　 This offensive didn't leave him a little gap, and he couldn't even evade.

　　 Just now, the "Mirror Flower and Water Moon" has exhausted his spiritual power, and the fight with the cultivators has already scarred him all over. At this time, he could only raise his sword to resist, and was dying to struggle.

　　 But the attack did not fall on him in the end. Because at that moment, Kunlun Daozi on the stage slightly raised his hand.

　　 He casually pointed his hand, and those fierce auras only flew halfway and stopped in the air, disappearing like smoke.

"Pointless."

　　 He withdrew his hand in astonishment: "In the present state, the return of the immortal realm will inevitably wipe out this realm - however, you have not yet done a good job of breaking it and standing there."

　　 "Now you have got some real people's'inheritance'. But how do you know how to preserve this inheritance in the disaster?"

　　 Everyone in the audience looked at each other, no one could answer.

　　 Finally, the host still leaned toward the altar and spoke with absolute respect.

　　 "Please Daozi for advice."

　　 "This is not possible at the moment. From now on, I will convey it to you slowly."

　　 Kunlun Daozi shook his head: "The time is coming, this body has not yet fully adapted to Daozi's power. Now, I will take this blessed land to leave, everyone retreat."

　　 Leave with blessing? Han Jiangchen was slightly startled when he heard this in the audience. Can the blessed land still be taken away?

　　 Before he could think through this question, he felt that the heavy pressure on his body was drastically reduced.

　　 The people around him who were absolutely suppressed didn't take any more shots at him, but one after another turned into streamers and disappeared out of thin air.

　　 It is really easy to speak. As soon as Daozi spoke, everyone was forcibly "thrown" out of the blessed land.

　　 But Han Jiangchen ignored these. At the moment the pressure was relieved, he jumped up like a whirlwind, flew over the long steps, and rushed upward.

　　 At the end of the steps, Kunlun Daozi's figure suddenly became blurred, and behind him, the pale golden light shone out, like a rushing torrent that would drown his outline.

　　 Jiang Ling who fell on the steps suddenly became sober, she jumped up like a female leopard, and flew towards the figure.

"etc!!!"

　　 She shouted hysterically, the bloodshot eyes spreading, only the aura in her pupils, like a beast with red eyes, looked towards the person in front.

　　 She wants to keep this person, keep him at all costs, ask everything to understand, for this she will spare her life and soul.

　　 "Stop!!!"

　　 The heart-piercing scream awakened the sleeping Zhihai, and black smoke burst out all over her. In the clouds of smoke, the black illusory giant stretched out his arms and stretched out his hand towards the young man, as if to seize the time spanning.

　　 At that moment, the way forward stopped.

　　The chaotic spirit wind suddenly stopped, and all the noises disappeared at once. The black light spreading around Jiang Ling disappeared, and even the aura in her pupils dimmed for an instant.

　　 Her movement freezes there, as if hitting an invisible mirror, unable to move forward.

　　 At the other end of the mirror, the boy turned his head slowly.

　　 She saw that there was a slight struggle in his eyes, but there was a smile on that face.

　　 Sunny, bright smile.

Gu　　 "You have grown so tall." He smiled and said, "It's great."

　　 Jiang Ling trembled behind the mirror. She lay on the invisible mirror surface, widening her eyes, looking at the mirror-like figure on the other end.

　　 When he said this, his voice no longer resembled a fairy, and the aura around him no longer shook the wind and clouds, as if he had suddenly returned to the world from the sky.

　　 "You have seen the'real world'." Jiang Yang stared at her, "Soon, the outside world will change. Next, just wait. Remember, you just have to wait."

　　 His figure is getting farther and farther in the field of vision, Jiang Ling opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but she couldn't make any sound. It wasn't until the mirror light flooded the entire altar, that everything around was illusory and shadowed, and the screams exploded on the stage.

　　 "Don't go——!!!"

At that moment, it seemed that the whole world could hear her shouting, and it reached Han Jiangchen's ears under the stage, making his feet even more powerful, and the whole person turned into a gust of wind, and in a flash, he boarded the highest point of the altar. .

　　 But when he stepped onto the last step, he was greeted by the light that bloomed in the arrogant mirror.

　　 "This should be the last time I have spoken to you."

　　 Jiang Yang opened his mouth again, and through the light, a golden light seemed to flash past his pupils.

　　 He ignored Han Jiangchen who was running down the steps, just looked at Jiang Ling who was kneeling on the other end of the mirror, and said in a voice that was the same as before.

　　 "...Don't follow me."

　　Don't follow.

　　Don't follow.

　　 Jiang Ling, who was sitting on her knees, widened her eyes.

　　 The next moment, a golden light swept over, drowning the two figures in nothingness.

　　……

The light fell like a fountain from the top of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, Su Yuzhu rushed down the last step, rushed across the ghost gate, and ran to the empty Naihe Bridge without thinking about it. , Crossing the Yellow Spring.

　　 What happened in the past few quarters of an hour was something he hadn't expected in his dreams. At this time, there was nothing left in his brain.

　　 Is this the "fairy" he has always believed in?

　　 Is this the "Tao" he insists on?

too frightening.

this is too scary.

　　 If all this is just a scam, then why did these people live and why they died?

He ran on the long Naihe bridge, didn’t even know where he could escape, just ran forward mechanically, and didn’t even notice the discoloration of the world, as long as he stayed a little further away from the mountain, he Can do anything.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong... The mountains in the distance were magnifying, and it seemed that the fairy peaks were running towards him; the water on all sides began to flow abnormally towards the peaks behind him, and the bridge in front of him was actually in front of him. Shortened steadily!

　　 is not an illusion! He is approaching the edge of this space, but this is not because he is advancing, but the whole space is going backwards, like an oil painting being put away!

　　 Is this also brought by those people?

　　 Su Yuzhu stood on the spot, shocked by the sight, unable to move half a step for a moment.

　　 He was suddenly cold, as if being watched by something, a ray of golden light from behind caught up with him, and with just one point, his figure stopped halfway.

　　 The next second, his eyes went dark, and his whole body fell to "down".

　　……

　　 "Brother Zhu, Brother Zhu..."

　　 The voice of the little girl called.

　　 Su Yuzhu opened her eyes suddenly, and the little girl with tears in her eyes was kneeling and sitting beside him.

　　 "...Xiaomei?"

　　 He smelled the familiar smell of cooking smoke in the small village, and the scene on all sides had changed back to the small mountain village he was familiar with.

　　 He was also thrown out of that space, everything was like a dream.

"Just now I suddenly shook it up. Everyone was awake. When I went out to see, I saw you here." Xiaomei said, "Brother Zhu, the day is about to dawn, you have to leave and be a god.. ."

　　 She didn't have time to finish her words, because Su Yuzhu suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged her sister tightly.

　　 "No, I won't go anymore." He whispered, "My brother is not going, my brother will always be with you."

　　 The little girl opened her eyes wide, tears flickering in her eyes.

　　 She also stretched out her hand to hug her brother, her small arms trembled a little.

　　 "Brother, I'm scared." She sobbed and said, "Those people... a lot of people suddenly came, are they going to take us away?"

　　 Su Yuzhu suddenly raised his head.

　　 Hearing this, he realized that the situation was not right.

　　 All the mist covering the small mountain village disappeared, and the mirror-like labyrinth all around disappeared, as if the shell of an egg was peeled off, and the soft and fragile core was completely exposed in broad daylight.

　　 Under the dim light of the early morning, all the villagers came out. They copied hoes and clubs, watching the periphery of the village vigilantly.

　　 A team of uniformed police officers has blocked the exit, the people behind are holding guns, and the one in front is holding a big horn, and the voice tears through the dark dusk.

　　 "Please don't make any radical actions. Repeat, we are not malicious, please don't make radical actions, and cooperate with our work..."

　　 The sound of a horn came into the village, and a group of people looked around and whispered.

　　 This is a scene they have never seen before. Their first reaction is to be vigilant and resist.

　　 At this moment, a voice rang.

　　 "Let them in!"

　　 People followed the sound and saw the limping Su Yuzhu coming from the end of the trail. He stared at the figures in uniforms with the national emblem of China on their arms.

　　 He had contact with these people when he was in the Public Security Bureau. He remembered that these people were called "policemen."

　　 They came from the outside world, representing the big world called "Hua Guo". In that big world, there is another existence called "Kunlun University".

　　 "Let them come in." Su Yuzhu said softly towards the crowd.

　　 "Xiao Zhu, what are you talking about?"

　　 "Where is the elder? Where is the elder?"

　　 "Do you know them?"

　　 There were voices of surprise everywhere, and people stared at the boy in amazement, not knowing how he suddenly changed.

　　 But it was this surprise. Just listen to the order from the front of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ well-trained police officers rushed in, and amidst screams and curses, the village was taken down in a few minutes.

　　 "There are 36 people in the village, all of whom are not in the household registration database."

　　 A police officer reported to the captain: "This area, we have never found before...not even a satellite map."

　　 "First ask them according to the process, remember to avoid conflicts, and try to dispel their hostility towards us."

　　 The captain nodded and was instructing the work, but suddenly he heard another shout from the side: "Hey, there are two more here!"

　　 The police officers ran away and stood still in the innermost room. There was a sound of guns being loaded, but they stopped halfway.

　　 They saw that a boy covered in blood was coming out, carrying a **** sword in his hand and a girl with the same blood on his back, walking forward with some difficulty.

　　 At this time, according to common sense, he should come forward to ask questions, but at this time, no one dared to do that.

　　Because they all saw the girl's face on his shoulders, that face was all deadly and stupid, and it was frightening to look at it.

　　 She was trembling. There were no tears in those eyes, but her eyes were dull like puppets. In the hollow, there was endless fear and...despair.

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