Chapter 2540 Huang Liang wakes up from his dream, and the scholar seals his pen!
One word fell.
The old Taoist trembled, raised his head suddenly, and met his eyes. Reluctance, doubt, and persistence... flashed through his eyes one by one, and in the end, they all turned into a look of relief.
"you're right."
"The real Huang Liang has died in the battle long ago. I... am just a dream of his after all."
Talking room.
His figure quickly became fainter, until finally, he was no longer old and decayed, and turned into the shadow of a middle-aged man.
"Eternal life is an illusion."
"Why fear that the yellow beam will end in a dream?"
His eyes turned.
He looked at the scholar, smiled casually, and asked: "I'm awake, where are you?"
"A shocking success for thousands of years."
"The Golden Book of Eternal Life."
The scholar also smiled freely and said: "Even if I don't have a thin spring shirt, I still have a biography of Xunying. I... have no regrets!"
previously.
The moment he discovered the good deed between Yu Hongying and Master Li, he suddenly understood that it would be difficult for Chun Shibo to continue, and the final meaning of his existence was almost gone.
"That……"
Huang Liang glanced outside and said, "Do you still care about the things outside?"
"I can't take care of it, and I don't want to take care of it."
The scholar smiled and said: "Besides, I have enough control!"
"That makes sense!"
Huang Liang smiled with emotion: "Who cares who loves his mother!"
The voice fell.
The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing the relief in each other's eyes.
"Speaking of which, we've all been cheated."
"Indeed, even the dead are not spared. Except for this bastard named Su, no one can do such a dishonorable thing!"
"Speak of it."
Huang Liang asked curiously: "How did you get in? When you came, this world should have been completely closed."
"I?"
The scholar was silent for a moment, then laughed and cursed: "He was beaten out of the river of time by a bastard!"
Huang Liang suddenly realized.
No wonder, over the years, when he asked about this matter, the other party always kept silent. It turned out to be because he thought it was too embarrassing.
"Who hit me?"
"Born to be immortal! Hunyuan Wuji!"
The scholar did not answer directly. He just said eight words and said with emotion: "Who do you think it could be?"
"Pity!"
"Although I don't like him, if this kid doesn't die, his achievements will not be worse than his elder brother."
"die?"
Huang Liang shook his head, half-smiling but not smiling: "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe he will come back one day?"
"kindness?"
The scholar's heart moved: "You seem...to know something?"
"No need to ask any more questions."
Huang Liang also gave up and walked away with a smile: "I'm not sure what will happen in the end, but the unknown is the most exciting thing, isn't it?"
"That makes sense."
The scholar was startled and then smiled, "I will leave this expectation to my apprentice."
"Now you and I have no power."
As he said that, he looked at Huang Liang and asked curiously: "There is not much time left, what are you going to do?"
"When I woke up from my dream, I naturally wanted to take a walk."
Huang Liang said with emotion: "Then we will find a place to build a Taoist temple and spend the rest of our lives. It's a pity... There are only a few days left with such a relaxing life."
"A mayfly lives and dies."
"Xia Chan doesn't know Spring and Autumn."
"A mortal's lifetime will not last more than a hundred years at most."
The scholar shook his head and said: "Compared to them, we have enjoyed everything, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?"
Huang Liang nodded in agreement.
"And you?"
He asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"
"Be a neighbor to you."
The scholar said generously: "Then, go back to your old profession!"
"Write a storybook?"
"Isn't it okay?"
"The thin spring shirt is gone, and you even gave away the Jinghong pen and the book on troubled times."
Huang Liang shook his head and said: "Furthermore, from today onwards, the name Zirthy Taoist will be extinct from the world forever. What kind of storybook do you want to write?"
"The filthy person is gone."
The scholar smiled faintly and suddenly said something incomprehensible: "But... there will still be wine masters."
Huang Liang was startled.
"Why change the name?"
"because……"
The scholar pondered for a moment and sighed: "This time, I want to write something serious."
Huang Liang: "?"
"Why bother yourself?"
He advised: "You are not a serious person by nature."
"so."
The scholar smiled and said: "I want to challenge myself."
Huang Liang was speechless.
"Then...the old rules?"
"Old rules."
Looking at each other, the two of them slowly looked away from the outside, and used their last bit of strength to completely cut off most of the causal connections between themselves and the world.
"Dream man."
"The soul in a dream."
"There is no freedom in dreams..."
Sing a little song.
The yellow beam left casually, and the figure gradually disappeared.
"Love written in writing."
"Thinking about the pen."
"It's hard to be happy with a happy writing..."
behind.
The scholar also sighed in relief and left without knowing where he was.
…
A corner of the world.
In that unknown small area, the fog gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the woman, which made the followers behind Liu Xingchen hold their breath.
The clouds are piled high in the sky, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, like hibiscus emerging from the water, and like the distant dark green mountains.
Her body is slender and elegant, like a fairy, like the moon behind light clouds, or like the snow falling on the flowing wind.
Without exception.
There are countless geniuses and monsters from all the forces in the field, either handsome men or beautiful women, but compared with the women in front of them, they all seem to be ugly village girls!
Nature.
It’s Tangtang.
Similar to Liu Xingchen's experience, she traveled around the heavens for many years, searching for opponents. Her powerful killing power, peerless appearance, and mysterious origin made her a freak and evildoer in the eyes of countless older generations.
The dream goddess in the hearts of the new generation of young prodigies.
Can……
More than a hundred years have passed.
She still hasn't found an opponent who can really sharpen her swordsmanship!
"Miss Lu!"
"You came!"
Seeing Tangtang arriving, the woman and her party immediately had a backbone, chattering and recounting the previous events.
them.
He is also a follower of Tangtang.
same.
Tangtang didn't even look at the exotic grass. He turned his eyes and just looked at Liu Xingchen.
powerful!
Very strong!
Among the younger generation, she has never seen such a strong person!
more important.
The other party's realm is similar to hers!
Liu Xingchen was also looking at her.
The calmness in the eyes is no longer, replaced by a touch of surprise, admiration... and fighting spirit!
What is stunning is Tangtang’s appearance.
What’s more, it’s that sword strike just now!
Along the way.
Among the younger generation, he has never met anyone who can take his full blow!
Tangtang is the first!
The realm is similar, the age is not much different, and he is still a sword cultivator!
found it!
now.
The two most outstanding and stunning geniuses among the young generation of this dazzling world had the same idea in their hearts!
boom!
boom!
…
Chaos light shines on one person's body, and nine sword intents flow endlessly on another person's body. Two of them are far superior to their peers, extremely tyrannical, and the majestic and domineering energy rises, and they continue to fight!