Chu Ze's old face became as handsome as before as the blood-colored light of Qing Ling dissipated. The illusion of Chu Ze's body caused by the struggle between righteousness and demonic energy slowly solidified, with the gluttonous aura neutralizing and swallowing the righteous way.
Qing Ling's cultivation and demonic cultivation were slowly merging. Seeing Chu Ze's changes, Qing Ling's eyes became filled with satisfaction, and her pupils became increasingly cloudy. In one breath, Qing Ling seemed to have traveled an endless distance and saw an extremely far away place.
"Chu Ze, I'm going back. After Taotie's aura has dissipated, my consciousness as a Taotie should also return to its own place. Although it's a bit colder there, it's the place where I should exist." Qing Ling saw the void where Taotie existed.
There is an unspeakable huge monster in the Demon Realm.
Chu Ze held Qing Ling's hand and saw the most peculiar place in that place. Under the constant guidance of Qing Ling's consciousness and the infusion of Qing Ling's gluttonous aura, Chu Ze also became this star, including the gluttonous aura in this starry sky.
Representative, when Chu Ze saw this giant beast, he also felt familiar with the appearance of a sheep body and a human face, which made Chu Ze feel like he wanted to return to his true form.
"Now you are my favorite authentic swordsman genius back then. I don't know how much stronger Taotie's aura can make you, but now that's all I can do. Chu Ze, I once said that when I
I will see a back figure in every dream. The old back figure in the dream is actually your appearance in the five declines of heaven and earth. What I didn’t tell you is that I also saw pink snow in my dream. Chu Ze, you saw it.
Is that the compensation given to Taotie by heaven when he returns? After every pink snow, you and I are equivalent to a new reunion. Chu Ze, you now will replace me and obtain another kind of eternal Taotie in these endless years.
If you don't die, you will live forever."
After the words fell, Qing Ling's eyes slowly turned into rays of light, and Qing Ling's aura completely disappeared between heaven and earth. A wisp of breeze blew and caressed Chu Ze's face, but Chu Ze smiled desolately. He didn't know why he was like this.
There were no tears shed during the scene. A piece of snowflake slowly fell and covered all parts of the star. The snowflake was not white but had a faint pink color, which gave it a strange feeling.
"Pink Snow and Hua Luo don't know Qingling with Taotie. I've seen all this. Don't worry. Every time Pink Snow comes, I will think of you. I will never forget you, no matter how long it lasts. It's still early. Sect Master should not be in a hurry."
Let me take you through the True Sword Sect again."
Powder snow kept falling, and it covered the entire Zhengjian Sect in an instant. There were endless snowmen sitting cross-legged near the small courtyard without any disciples leaving. The master of Zhengjian Sect was nowhere to be found. These disciples chose to accompany the master.
Spending the last night in Zhengjian Sect.
Chu Ze's soft murmur also sounded faintly and opened a path in the powder snow. Qing Ling's body slowly solidified into the Tao body of the past, but her face could no longer change. The back of Chu Ze who held Qing Ling in his arms became more and more...
Xiao Suo visited the Zhengjian Sect's Zhengjian Terrace, and the Zhengjian Terrace he met for the first time was still covered by endless sword energy.
Training Hall, Enforcement Hall, Disciple Square, Main Hall, Main Hall, kept walking from place to place. When Chu Ze went to a place, everything there would be covered with pink snow. More and more pink snowflakes accumulated on his body. Chu Ze did not shake off any of them, because
Every piece here is a bit of Qingling's existence over the years.
Finally, Chu Ze returned to the small courtyard and looked at the Chu Ze small courtyard in front of him and turned into a palace of ice and snow. There was also a touch of joy in Chu Ze's eyes. Since Qing Ling likes it here, let Qing Ling sleep here. Slowly walked into the small courtyard.
In the courtyard, Chu Ze saw that Qing Ling's three-foot Qingfeng was also placed sideways in a huge crystal coffin. He slowly walked over and pushed open the giant coffin and slowly put Qingling into it. Chu Ze found that the three-foot Qingfeng was already there.
It turned into two parts.
Chu Ze sighed and cut off the sword soul in Qingfeng with the Death Sword. He was one step faster than Chu Ze. He placed Qingfeng and the red Fire Sacred Jade beside Qing Ling. Chu Ze looked at Qing Ling and said,
The kiss was fixed on Qing Ling's forehead. A cloak of green and blood formed on Chu Ze's back. He took off his red wedding robe and folded it with Qing Ling's wedding robe and placed them in the giant coffin. Chu Ze turned around and left.
Looking at the huge Zhengjian Sect and the disciples who were still guarding the sect, a faint voice reached the ears of all the disciples after a moment.
"Zhengjian Sect abandons his disciple Chu Ze and joins the Zhengjian Sect. The leader of the Zhengjian Sect has a final battle with both of them knowing whether they will live or die. The deputy sect leader Qing Ling and Chu Ze fight to the death and finally protect the sect's disciples. In the main halls of the Zhengjian Sect's palace,
I and all my disciples must remember the Zhengjian Sect’s sect’s injunction to hold the three-foot Qingfeng to suppress the gods and demons for thousands of years, and use your lives and everything you have to protect this Zhengjian star. The Zhengjian Sect will not perish and you will live forever!”
The pink snowflakes blended into the bodies of all the disciples, and a wonderful feeling made these disciples' cultivation also grow. The last sentence of Chu Ze's words made these disciples bow slowly, and in this sentence Chu Ze combined all
Taking all the responsibility on himself, Qing Ling's reputation can be teased, but the youngest sect leader in the Zhengjian Sect has a stain that will never go away.
A disciple slowly stood up and returned to his small courtyard to start practicing. In the next breath, another person left for a while. Fragrant pink snowflakes were also floating in the sect, but these snowflakes showed no sign of melting as if they had not changed forever.
...
The old sect master was sitting cross-legged in the endless void. Lin Jinglan was sitting opposite, looking at Gujing Wubo. Among the several rays of light in front of him, a pink light quietly dimmed and turned into a shadow, falling in front of the two of them.
The illusory roads that were constantly swaying in the light also collapsed.
"The road of love is over. Now it's time to see how brilliant Chu Ze's performance will be in the last battle. If he can destroy the demon in his heart, I'm afraid his strength will be greatly reduced. If he can't destroy the demon in his heart, I'm afraid Chu Ze will also be trapped.
Among them, it will take too much time to come out, and by then I'm afraid Chu Ze's cultivation will no longer be able to keep up."
The voice of the old sect master also sounded faintly. He looked at the rays of light not far away and felt helpless. It seemed that Chu Ze still ignored the sentence that every choice would have different consequences. Lin Jinglan's eyes moved as he looked at the rays of light and the road in front of him.
The collapse was also gentle.
"Destruction may not be rebirth. Just as what you see in your eyes and what you think in your heart, if Chu Ze really changed every choice to become an ordinary monk, directly absorbing the Taotie breath and hiding in seclusion for hundreds of years, regardless of the survival of the Zhengjian Sect, then
His cultivation has greatly increased, and he spends all his time to prove his ruthlessness, and at the same time, he slowly misses the decision he made back then. Such practice is to embark on another evil path. If he chooses this way, he will not be Chu Ze.
."
After Lin Jinglan's words, a ray of light that originally collapsed also moved...