As if he had glimpsed the incompetent rage of the goddess in the seal, Fu Yaozhen smiled happily.

All vitality was extinguished, and the whole person suddenly fell to the ground like a broken kite.

The fairy music that echoes when Juntian disappears is like a sad farewell.

Wisps of golden light fell down at the moment Juntian disappeared and merged into Fu Yaozhen's body. This allowed the body that was about to dissipate to maintain the cup of tea.

Fu Xuanxing flew into the air and hugged her gently.

"You..." With pulse number 1, the young man looked horrified.

Not only were all the meridians broken, Fu Yaozhen's body could no longer be stabilized at this moment. If not for the protection of Juntian, he would have turned into dust on the spot.

"My life span is exhausted, my soul is extinguished, and my foundation is destroyed. I - am about to die."

Fu Yaozhen glanced at the sky gratefully.

"It's all thanks to the power of heaven that I can retain my body and say my last words."

"Let's go back immediately. The secret passage is now open. Let's go find Brother Six!"

"That's too late."

Fu Yaozhen said as he took out broken talismans, withered fruits and scattered Gu insects and puppets.

Talisman for resurrecting the dead, returning yang fairy fruit, substitute puppet, golden cicada for escape...

On that day, Fu Yaozhen gave up the Talisman of Resurrection for his brother. Later, when he returned to Donglai, Fu Xuanhe sent another incomplete "talisman of resurrection" with calligraphy and painting by himself. In addition, Fu Henghua, Taoist Long, Master Liu Yang, etc., all

He once prepared a rebirth charm for Fu Yaozhen.

However, facing the Sword of Destruction of Sentiment, the many secret treasures they prepared, plus the substitutes prepared by Fu Maiyuan, Fu Tongjun and others, even if they were all effective, they could not save Fu Yaozhen's life.

Not only was it injured, but it was also the result of her sacrificing her lifespan and losing her spiritual wisdom.

Fu Yaozhen struggled to get off the ground, Fu Xuanxing quickly held her in his arms to stop her, but was unable to resist Fu Yaozhen, so he carefully helped her to the ground.

"Help me change my clothes."

Fu Yaozhen smiled softly: "Since I am destined to die here, it is time for the heavens to go smoothly and let me have some regrets."

Fu Xuanxing pursed his lips and did not act.

He knew what Fu Yaozhen meant.

Put on your wedding dress and let go of your childhood memories.

But didn’t that wedding dress correspond to the foreseen future?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yaozhen took out the red dress from the ring, with some uncut silk threads still on it.

Unfolding her wedding dress with both hands, she admired her work.

"This was specially prepared for me when I was a child after seeing other girls wearing beautiful wedding dresses and getting married.

"Unfortunately... not long after, I saw my 'death'. The unfinished wedding dress was kept at the bottom of the box. Until recently, when I was cleaning the cave, I took out the wedding dress and improved it.

"

When the cave was being repaired, she was still in the body of a dragon, so it was difficult to perform delicate operations. Therefore, there were many threads hidden in the inner pleats of the wedding dress.

But finally it is a complete set of wedding clothes, including blouse, phoenix robe, Xia pi, Luo skirt, etc.

Seeing her struggling to change clothes, Fu Xuanxing had to step forward to help.

After changing her clothes, Fu Yaozhen's remaining strength was almost exhausted. Fu Xuanxing had no choice but to carry her to the top of a nearby hill.

After taking a closer look, the two of them were startled.

The realm that Fu Xuanxing came to unintentionally happened to be the scene that Fu Yaozhen had glimpsed.

When Fu Yaozhen and Qiu Danyu observed the scene, they only saw Fu Yaozhen wearing a wedding dress in Fu Xuanxing's arms. But now that this moment has actually come, Fu Yaozhen understands.

"Is it the sunrise over the sea of ​​clouds?"

There are misty clouds in the distance.

As the secret realm appears, the sun shines in from the outside world, and purple smoke rises, magnificent and gorgeous.

"It's okay, it's also good to watch the sunrise."

The sun was getting brighter, and she silently stared at the outline of the sun, as if she wanted to remember this scene forever.

"It's a pity that it's not the sunrise on Panlong Island after all."

"Yeah, it's not the sunrise on Panlong Island." Fu Xuanxing clenched his fists.

He wanted to open his mouth to let Fu Yaozhen retain some of his obsession, so that it could sprout again.

But he could clearly feel the hand holding Fu Yaozhen: Fu Yaozhen's body was empty, and there was no possibility of survival. At this moment, her internal organs had all dissipated, and she only relied on Juntian's divine power to maintain a body, which was just floating in the air.

A leaf of duckweed on the water's surface.

"The sunrise on Panlong Island is the most beautiful I have ever seen in my life."

"Um."

"The red glow cuts through the clouds, the orange light ignites the sea of ​​smoke, and the sky suddenly lights up."

Fu Yaozhen murmured and vaguely saw his former self.

He and his brother climbed up to the Wangri Cliff on Panlong Island and looked at Danyang rising from the East China Sea. From hugging him to holding his hand, then the two of them sat on the cliff together and sipped tea. Finally, he was alone.

Sitting alone on the top of the mountain watching the sunrise.

"Since my eldest brother went to Nanzhou, I can no longer be the same as I was when I was a child."

Whispering, she unconsciously started to use "Xuan Guan" again.

Maybe it was the light returning to him when he was about to die, maybe it was a gift from Juntian Dao. Fu Yaozhen felt that the "power of Xuan Guan" was stronger, and it seemed that he had broken through to a higher level - the third eye.

At this moment, she truly has the eyes of the sky. Like the goddess of heaven, she can observe the billions of directions of Donglai's destiny.

Seeing the Fu family's increasingly prosperous fortune and watching the glory of the Holy Path continue for thousands of years, she smiled happily.

only--

When she glimpsed a period of time a hundred years later, her expression changed slightly.

"Xuanxing, help me make a flower crown."

"ah?"

Fu Xuanxing looked at the woman dressed in red. The dark cloud shawl hung down from her waist. There was indeed something missing.

He carefully helped Fu Yaozhen sit up and got up to collect flowers.

At this moment, Fu Yaozhen chanted a mantra in a low voice. Juntian's divine power that originally maintained his body was consumed at an accelerated rate.

…

When Fu Xuanxing came back with a corolla woven with flowers, she was seen lying on the ground quietly with a pale face.

He quickly stepped forward to help Fu Yaozhen, and she smiled sadly.

"Originally, I planned to watch a sunrise on the last journey of my life, but I ended up with a little regret... Unexpectedly, I still couldn't let go of my worries. Ahem... But fortunately, everything that needs to be done has been completed. Regarding your instructions and arrangements,

I've done enough with that letter."

The cold hand patted the warm palm gently, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Fu Xuanxing silently put on the flower crown, as if thinking of something, and took out a hosta to tie his hair.

When the hosta was inserted into the bun, Fu Xuanxing didn't wait to see it carefully.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

Fu Yaozhen's body collapsed completely, and the golden light quickly dissipated in the sunlight.

…

Boom - rumble -

The secret realm of the Wind Dragon was forced to appear, swaying in the hurricane belt.

In the end, this secret realm that was transformed into a dragon corpse and shattered after a great battle finally sank into the sea in the storm.

Just like the Donglai Shenzhou in the past.

The vision in the secret realm has already alarmed the Donghai monks, and masters Dan Xuanzi and Fu Maiyuan happened to be among the onlookers.

They watched the secret realm slowly sinking.

When it was about to be completely submerged, seven streams of light broke out from the water and flew in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanbai sword light quickly caught up with a stream of light, and then hurriedly flew to the floating island stand outside the hurricane zone.

"Wait a minute, is that Xuan Xing's sword energy?"

Fu Maiyuan was overjoyed and rushed over.

"Xuanxing? Are you back?"

The young man in red clothes was dripping wet, looking at the soul bead in his hand quietly with a sad expression.
To be continued...