Zhao Yun is like a lonely ghost wandering in the darkness.
Compared to the past, he is much older now, his hair is disheveled, and his mouth is covered with stubble. His deep eyes have become cloudy. He has not closed his eyes for decades, and his body is covered in devastation.
Even the natal soul is gradually showing signs of collapse, and its energy is extremely lacking.
So, this is a dead end. .??.
There are souls like him who are so miserable, let alone other mortals.
ahead.
We came to an old tree again, which was still a dry branch.
Zhao Yun staggered over, sat weakly under the tree, and fell asleep tiredly, letting the strong wind roar, blowing his long hair again and again, and slapping his face again and again.
Sixty years.
He has been on the road of mortals for a whole sixty years.
But the road ahead is still bleak, and there is no end in sight for mortals.
Roar!
The demon was puzzled and howled again.
Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a cloud of evil things, surrounding him from all directions, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and like ferocious hungry wolves, treating him as prey.
Once again, he held Long Yuan tightly.
The fighting in the dark, no one can see.
This is a dead end.
This is also a bloody road.
world.
Prosperity has reached a new peak.
The change of heaven and earth is also a great change of heaven and earth.
The suppression in the dark has weakened a lot. Sixty years has passed, and it seems to be a reincarnation, ushering in a new wave of advancement. From condensing the essence to the quasi-immortal, one can see the catastrophe every day.
Sixty-one years.
Qianqiu City is bustling with activity, and too many people are returning to their old places.
I haven't seen each other for many years, but my former friends have all transformed into nirvana. What I'm talking about is what happened back then, and what I'm recalling is the people back then. I lament the changes in the world, but also lament that the years have gone by in the blink of an eye.
The end of the East China Sea.
The starry sky is still so bright.
Right here
It seems to be a holy place, and people come here almost every day. Most of them are an older person, accompanied by three or two younger people, to see the end of the sky and to see the footsteps of that person who has been walking for sixty years.
Sixty-fifth year.
There was a sudden thunder and lightning in the direction of the Imperial Capital.
It was the Tianwu Tribulation again, the Tianwu Tribulation of Princess Yu Ling. It took sixty-five years for her body to reach nirvana again. Finally, she took that step, and the most beautiful woman in the world was still as gorgeous as ever.
The next five years.
The craze of advancement has reached its peak.
And the brilliance of the human world has also bloomed to the extreme. The once supreme Tianwu has become like a big cabbage. Almost every city and every family has a Tianwu.
Eighty years.
Daxia ushered in the fourth quasi-fairyland.
It is the sky, and eight thousand years of foundation cannot be covered.
Ninety years.
The advancement frenzy has just ended.
The suppression of Qiankun has finally stabilized, and the rate of weakening has been much slower than in previous years. However, the vitality of the world has become more and more vigorous, and too much barren land has turned into oases.
Since this year, many strange phenomena have been seen in the mortal world.
Occasionally, for a few days, you can still see the light rain from the sky, like the blessings of the gods scattered in the mortal world. Wherever the light rain falls, there is a surge of immortal energy, giving birth to creatures and nourishing the earth.
It was also this year that someone from the fairy world descended to earth.
No one knows its origins. They only know that it is not an incarnation, but that it is not a peaceful immortal. He just came to the Dragon Dynasty of Great Xia, and then he lifted up a mountain and caused a random commotion in the Immortal Mountain.
On the same day.
He was beaten by a group of people.
The four quasi-immortals of Great Xia came out together, and a large number of Tianwu participated in the battle. They were all beaten to ashes, and they were not able to escape from the Immortal Mountain. They were buried in a miserable state. How can there be so many ruthless people in the mortal world.
"That's it, do you still need me to protect you?"
Candlestick empty is to see
Guest, what you say is thoughtful and meaningful.
Today's Great Xia Dragon Dynasty is no longer a strong people, but a bunch of ruthless people. It doesn't matter if there are immortals descending to the mortal world. When they come to the mortal world, they are also suppressed and cannot withstand the siege of a large number of people.
The first hundred years.
There is a ray of light in the upper world that fills the world.
Everyone in the world felt as if a pair of shackles had been removed from their bodies. It was a relaxation that came from the soul. Even the flowers, plants and trees in the mountains felt more intimate. It was the resurrection of the original source, and the spiritual power was extremely majestic.
"Yo, I'm back." .??.
"It's been a hundred years, have you missed me?"
"I haven't seen you for so many years, I thought you were dead."
It was still Qianqiu City, with crowds of people moving around, and more and more people could be seen falling from the sky.
It was still the devil, standing at the gate of Qianqiu City.
Back then, he sent away one after another here.
Today, we also welcome one after another here.
A hundred years later.
The people of Qianqiu City reunited again.
However, the only thing missing was that one person.
After meal.
The crowds of people gathered at the end of the sky.
They are all relatives and friends of Zhao Yun, and most of them are raising families. After a hundred years of spring and autumn, most of them have not been idle. They have married and had children. Now they are full of descendants.
"Now we are in the fairyland."
Many people want to ask this question.
No one has given an answer to this question. He doesn't even know about the sanctions in the mortal world. He only knows that the universe in the mortal world is almost complete. The road to immortality is being reshaped bit by bit. It may still take a long time.
But the radiance of hope has indeed begun in the mortal world.
The stars are bright.
There is a beautiful shadow standing at the end of the sky.
Bathed in the moonlight, the colorful haze on her body looked quite dreamy.
That's right, it's Chu Wushuang. After hundreds of years of flowers blooming, he finally returns to the world.
"Zhao Yun."
Her murmur was full of longing.
It's a pity that the man is destined not to hear it. He is still suffering on the road of mortals. He is riddled with wounds and has run out of oil. Even the portable Long Yuan is rusty and the sword's light is extremely dim.
"How far is it?"
His voice was hoarse and weak.
He has been asking this question for a hundred years.
No one gave him an answer.
The road ahead for him is still dark, with no end in sight.
In a world without spiritual power, he has exhausted his cultivation resources and almost exhausted his lifespan. Every step he takes may lead to him stepping into the gate of hell. He is like a walking corpse, without any vitality at all.
A century of vicissitudes.
He has truly come to an end.
Of course, this is not the end of the mortal world, but the end of life.
A hundred years wasted.
All that was left of him was a broken body, walking swaying step by step.
However, he has an obsession that persists. Just like overcoming a catastrophe, the human heart is immortal and the body is immortal. It is this immortal will that supports him to this day, even if he dies, he will reach the immortal world.
"Disciple, we're here."
A sudden word resounded in his consciousness.
It is the moon of the moon god, blooming with bright light.
That may be the prohibition left by the Moon God, or maybe it is a trace of the spirit left by the Moon God. It has not spoken for a hundred years, but it is waiting for this day. It has witnessed this hundred years of time for me.
It's gone.
The moon has also dispersed.
And on the dim worldly road, a majestic light gate stood.
That is the end of the road of mortals and the gateway for mortals to enter the immortal world.
"arrive."
Zhao Yun spoke hoarsely, held on until the last moment, and fell into the door.
At this moment, the universe trembled, only for the first mortal immortal in history.