The long sword in Su Li's hand struck down at the Qiongqi in front of him.
In this Qiongqi's eyes, this long sword kept getting bigger.
Qiongqi wanted to escape.
The instinct from the depths of his soul told him that he must avoid it.
But it was already too late.
Passed by with one sword!
This is the purest sword, as clean as the water in the thousand-year-old snow-capped mountains and ice ponds, without any impurities.
In front of Su Li, the space between heaven and earth was broken.
That's a big "one" character.
This big word "one" cut through the sky with a brilliant light, cutting through everything.
It is like a wave of light, spreading towards the endless horizon.
This word "one" is so huge that everything in the world seems so small in front of Su Li.
The void was cut open by Su Li, and there was chaos in the void. There was no light, no water, nothing, not even darkness.
You can't explain clearly.
It seems that something is the foundation and essence of this world!
Qiongqi used the center of his eyebrows as the boundary and gradually separated. His eyes opened wide, and his pupils reflected Su Li's calm appearance.
This was the last scene he looked at "while alive".
Soon, like a thin line cutting a piece of tofu, the two completely symmetrical sides of this Qiongqi kept separating.
There was no blood flying, only the death energy spreading from his body.
"Wow."
The sword energy remaining on Qiongqi's body turned into flames.
This flame quickly ignited Qiongqi's body and gave him the most solemn cremation!
In an instant, this Qiongqi was burned to ashes, and the ashes turned into thousands of spiritual powers and scattered in the sky, leaving no trace of existence behind.
It's as if this Qiongqi has never existed.
The cloud pillars surrounding the Antenna Valley slowly dissipated, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing away these cloud pillars like mist.
it's over.
Su Li defeated Qiong Qi and saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers. However, Su Li also knew that Qiong Qi defeated him.
This is the price.
Su Li's body began to become unstable.
Su Li felt like he was a sandman formed by the accumulation of countless fine sands. Soon, he would turn into countless sand and dust floating in the air.
This will be my final ending.
Su Li didn't have much emotion about his own death.
He has already died once.
And Su Li was actually quite lucky, because his death would not cause any pain, just like falling asleep slowly.
But when Su Li faced his own death calmly.
Suddenly, Su Li felt that his body was gradually stabilizing.
Whether it's the soul, the body, or every drop of blood in one's body.
They are constantly stable.
Like a sandman that was about to break apart, these sands condense together, and these sands will eventually condense into a rock.
Su Li turned around and looked at a woman standing in front of him.
The woman is not young anymore, she is two to three thousand years old.
The woman is not very good-looking, she can only be described as above average.
But in her body, Su Li could always feel a tranquil temperament, a peace that was always transcending the world.
This kind of temperament and peace can only be possessed by people with an extremely rich inner world.
This kind of temperament is soft, like water, and can tolerate all things.
"how did you do it."
This was the first question Su Li asked Xiang Huamei.
Huamei's left hand grabbed Su Li's wrist.
Su Li felt that everything was returning to normal and his life was becoming more stable, but the other party's cheeks had cracks like dry earth.
At this moment, the person who is about to turn into sand in the wind is this woman.
"It's very simple."
The woman smiled tenderly, just like her paintings.
"Every monk in the upper five realms has his or her own ability to keep things under control. As someone who is immersed in the Tao of Painting, this is naturally the case for me.
In your opinion, this world is real and the paintings are fake.
In my opinion, this world is fake, but the paintings in my hands are real.
True and false, false and true, everything is so blurry.
And this secret method I have mastered is to transform the injuries on your body into nothingness. Only when you live well can you be real.
But the price is my life.
Because everything in the world is balanced.
Since I saved you, I have to pay the price."
"Stop." Su Li's tone was calm, but there was no doubt in his tone.
"I can't stop. The spell has already been activated. If Su Li forcibly refuses my spell, the final result will be that we both die together."
Thrush bent his eyes and smiled.
"What? Do you want neither of us to survive and my death to be in vain?"
Su Li: "."
"Su Li, Sisi needs you.
The world needs you.
I can see that whether the Wanfa Tianxia can defeat the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom, whether the lower realm can shoot down the so-called high heaven, only you can do it.
If lives are of equal value, it is obvious that I have earned the money by exchanging my life for yours."
Huamei held Su Li's wrist and walked slowly in front of Su Li. She gently raised her other hand and flicked Su Li's forehead:
"Little guy, keep going.
Tell Sisi that her teacher believes in her and that whatever she wants to do, she can do it.
It's just that Sisi lacks such confidence.
She has always been proud of being a teacher.
Su Li
Sisi, please.
By the way, that painting of your childhood was actually pretty bad~"
As soon as Huamei finished speaking, the little hand slowly dropped from between Su Li's eyebrows.
Su Li's eyes narrowed and he reached out to grab Huamei's little hand.
But the moment Su Li held Thrush's little hand, Thrush instantly shattered and turned into spiritual sand, which was dispersed by the wind.
The light spots of spiritual power were like fireflies, floating and flying around Su Li until they dissipated.
Su Li's thoughts couldn't help but wander to twenty years ago, when a little boy of no more than ten years old knocked on a woman's door with a scroll.
"Little fellow Taoist, what do you want to do?" A gentle woman walked out of the room and said with a smile.
"I" the little boy swallowed, "I want to sell my paintings"
"Okay, let me take a look." the woman said.
From beginning to end, the little boy never said his name, and the woman didn't ask.
When the little boy grew up, he still remembered that woman who bought his painting, and he and his junior sister had seven days of food expenses.
When the little boy in his thirties saw the woman again, he did not mention that time, thinking that she had forgotten.
But, that's just what the little boy thought.
In this battle, Xuan Xiao's army lost.
But Su Li didn't feel any joy about winning.
In the Antenna Valley, all the soldiers shouted Su Li's name, but Su Li felt that the shouts were so far away from him.
The sky gradually breaks into dawn.
This battle only lasted for one night.
But Su Li felt that a hundred years had passed.
Su Li looked at the rising sun as usual for an unknown amount of time.
Soon, the troops led by Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou arrived at Antenna Valley.
Looking at the scene in Antenna Valley that was like purgatory on earth, Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou both frowned.
They knew that this battle would be extremely tragic.
But when they really saw the "aftermath" of the battlefield, all this was still beyond their imagination.
All the soldiers are cleaning the battlefield and treating the wounded.
Everything is so busy.
All this is being directed by someone, and Su Li is not needed for the time being.
Su Li did not leave the Antenna Valley. He still stood there, looking at the sky. No one knew what Su Li was thinking.
Zhao Lingxue and Zhuang Mou learned everything from Wang Meng's mouth.
Zhuang Mou looked at Su Li's lonely figure and wanted to walk over, but was gently held back by Zhao Lingxue.
"Senior Zhao?"
Zhuang Mou looked at Zhao Lingxue in confusion.
Zhao Lingxue didn't answer much, just shook her head at Zhuang Mou: "Let's not disturb him now, let him be alone."
Another day has passed, and the treatment of the wounded in Antenna Valley and the cleaning of the battlefield are still continuing.
And Su Li was already standing motionless in the air.
At this time, Su Li was like a statue.
But one night the next day, Su Li's expression slowly calmed down, and his eyes finally seemed to have a little color.
When the soldiers of You Gushen City raised their heads, they wanted to see if their general was still motionless.
He discovered that the bronze sculpture-like figure in the sky had disappeared.
Su Li walked slowly in the night sky. The stars in the sky were very close to Su Li. It was as if Su Li could hold the starry sky in the palm of his hand just by stretching out his hand.
Finally, Su Li stopped at the top of a mountain peak.
This peak is actually one of the peaks on both sides of the Antenna Valley, very close to the Antenna Valley.
Sitting on the mountain peak and looking around, you can even see the light of the torches in the Antenna Valley.
"sit down."
On the cliff at the top of the mountain, a man was sitting peacefully. Following the man's gaze, he looked in the direction of the Antenna Valley.
Su Li sat next to him.
This man's whole body exudes a kind of firefly light, and he looks so transparent, like a ghost.
This person is Xuan Xiao.
Xuan Xiao didn't need to explain, Su Li knew Xuan Xiao's current state.
Xuan Xiao at this time is a kind of spirit body.
After Qiongqi's death, the remaining strength and vitality on the battlefield, and finally Xuan Xiao's obsession, allowed Xuan Xiao's remnant soul to condense into what it is now.
If nothing unexpected happens, Xuan Xiao's remnant soul will dissipate in only a few days, maybe not even a few days.
"What were you doing standing there before? Is there anything good to see?" Xuan Xiao asked Su Li beside him.
Su Li shook his head: "There's nothing interesting to see, I'm just thinking about something."
"Is it because your two lieutenants died?" Xuan Xiao asked.
"Yes," Su Li did not hide it, "but not entirely."
In Su Li's eyes, there was a hint of depth.
"Then let me guess, you feel heartache for the death of your subordinate. No matter what the relationship between this subordinate and you is, even if he is just an ordinary soldier, you still feel sad for them."
At this time, Xuan Xiao actually looked like a psychiatrist.
"But Su Li, what are the names of those two lieutenants, Marin and Huamei? Although they died, they died well.
Marin bought you the last moment so you could swing that sword.
Thrush sacrifices his life to keep you alive, and your existence is indeed more valuable.
As for the soldiers of Ceres City, they died on this magnificent battlefield, which was also their final destination."
"This is not their destination." Su Li shook his head and denied Xuan Xiao's view, "No one's destination is to die on the battlefield."
Su Li stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Antenna Valley: "Among them, there are still many young people, and many of them have not yet married. They could have walked a longer road."
"If you insist on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do about it."
Xuan Xiao smiled bitterly.
"But this is the battlefield. You are the winner, and I am the loser. This battle will definitely appear in the history books of future generations, but I will be your background."
"Do you care about this?" Su Li asked.
"Yes, I care." Xuan Xiao nodded, "But, I don't care anymore."
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Su Li didn't answer.
The two remained silent.
"Su Li, how did you see through the traitors I arranged?" After a while, Xuan Xiao spoke again, asking this question that had always troubled him.
"I figured it out." Su Li looked at the starry sky, "If you have my information, you must know that my divination skills are still very famous."
"You know, the saint is a fool." Xuan Xiao said with a smile, "In that case, I will believe it. This battle will be regarded as my bad luck, and I will feel better."
"Yeah." Su Li nodded.
Xuan Xiao glanced at Su Li: "I really have to leave, don't you have anything to ask?"
Su Li thought for a while: "Do you think this war is necessary?"
Xuan Xiao thought for a while: "It's not necessary, but this war will definitely happen, so many people will definitely die."
Su Li: "Is this the price of merging the human race and the demon race?"
"Who knows?" Xuan Xiao spread his hands.
After asking and answering, the two fell into silence again, until Xuan Xiao spoke again:
"Su Li, do you know the legendary Second Lost Realm?"
"You know, the fourteenth realm is called the God Refining realm, and the fifteenth realm is the Hedao realm."
"Yes. The legendary Hedao realm."
In the noisy eyes, there flashed a longing that was not his own.
"I heard that once you reach the Hedao realm, you can control life and death and formulate laws. Do you think this is true?"
"Who knows?"
"Yeah, who knows?"
The cold wind at night blew gently from the top of the mountain, followed by the final sound.
On the top of the mountain, only Su Li was left alone, looking into the distance of the dark night.