c_t; The next day, Wu Heng woke up, looked around, and found himself in a thatched hut surrounded by mountains and rivers. Novel download. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ww.

The environment in the room is very simple, with only a wooden **, wooden table, and a few benches.

The lamp oil on the wooden table has not yet been extinguished, and the sky has just been 'clouded' and 'clouded'.

Outside, there is the sound of running water, crisp birdsong, fresh air, quiet and dusty.

Everything suddenly seemed like a dream, and he saw the 'door' outside the house open, and the cold wind swept through it, a little cold, not a cold body, but a little cold inside.

"'Jade' virtual real person?" Wu Heng saw the figure of the old man standing outside the house, his gray robe and white hair, as if the stone statue was standing somewhere, full of a sense of ancient age.

"It's me. The old man outside the room replied calmly.

As soon as Wu Heng thought about it, he understood everything, and said with a "color" on his face that was "revealed" and "excited": "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue." ”

"You woke up in time, my Senge is no more, I can't last for a long time, and I'm about to fall into a short-term sleep. "The emotions of the 'jade' virtual real people have no 'waves', the fairy wind is bone-like, derailed from the mortal dust, and the wind blows the robe.

"Senior?" he lost his mind for a moment, and his whole body was cold.

"Alas......" The 'jade' virtual real man sighed, did not look back, and said: "The old decay is powerless, even if my immortal is still there, it is still a lack of skills." ”

Wu Heng nodded silently, he could feel his current physical state the most, it seemed that the strength of his whole body was hollowed out, constantly hollowed out, and his vitality was passing rapidly.

The 'jade' virtual real person said: "The oil lamp on the wooden table was lit by me for you, and when the oil lamp is extinguished, the vitality will be extinguished." [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]"

Hearing this, Wu Heng's heart became even heavier, and he knew that the 'jade' virtual real person had done his best. Even the former true immortals are no longer able to return to the sky, which has explained everything. He had no hope of survival.

He looked at the oil lamp on the wooden table, his eyes glazed over, the flame there was extinguished, and he would cease to exist.

The flame of an oil lamp is the size of a baby's thumb, swaying and trembling in the wind. That's the true fire of his life...... Already very weak.

"This is the last bit of time I can buy for you. "There is some regret in the 'jade' and the 'kiss'.

"Thank you to my predecessors for helping me light the true fire and save my life with the power of the true immortals. "Wu Heng's 'dew' is 'excited', even though he doesn't have much time left, but if the 'jade' virtual real person doesn't make a move, he will already die in the abyss valley.

"Jade" is humane: "It's not that there is no hope, you don't give up, but the way to live, the old man can't point it out, or in fact, the old man doesn't know where the way to live is." ”

Wu Heng's dark forbidden spell spread all over his body, and the 'jade' virtual real people consumed a lot of immortal power could not be contained, and he thought that the emperor might not be able to save him in the world. But this is not enough, because there are always countless possibilities in the world.

"Hmm. Wu Heng nodded, his heart was actually very desolate.

He took out the Tianchi holy water and took it, and found that it had no effect at all, and the dark forbidden spell on his body was too strong, even if he poured all the five catties of Tianchi holy water, it would be a drop in the bucket.

There seems to be little hope of survival.

After a while, the 'jade' virtual man said, "I'm leaving." ”

"Where are you going?" Wu Heng asked, and then laughed at himself, he was about to die, so why should he care about the world?

"I'm going to look for my Xiange, the great time is coming, and the Xiange may reunite again!" said the 'jade' virtual real person, turning into a cloud of mist and dissipating, leaving the thatched house, and finally leaving a sentence of "take care".

For a moment, the thatched hut fell silent.

Wu Heng sat cross-legged on the wooden **, unable to say half a sentence for a long time, recalling many pictures in his mind.

From birth to the present, at the age of twenty-two, Wu Heng is still very young, and for a monk, it is very, very young. He is an ancient god, and when the god body is completed, he can live for thousands or even ten thousand years.

And now he has only been born for twenty-two years, and even if he does not advance, he can live for at least another two or three thousand years.

"Is there really nothing you can do?" he asked himself.

The 'jade' virtual real person didn't give himself a way, not because he was stingy, but because even this former true immortal didn't know where the road was.

"What should I do?" Wu Heng smiled bitterly, in a daze, still in a daze. He was very helpless in his heart, he began to miss his wife Snow Flower and Cold Frost, where are you?

I miss my grandfather, I miss my grandparents...... I miss a lot of people, Xuanyuan Yanran, Xuanyuan Yue, Xuanyuan Qingyun, Xuanyuan Yaotian, Wu Yifan, Wu Ziwan...... Sun Yiqing, Ouyang Xi.

He looked out the window at the sky, in a far, far away place outside the sky, there was an ancient immortal site, and his mother had been trapped in that ghost place for twenty-two years. And then there is the Manshushava, which is all over the mountains, and among them there is a high lonely grave, where his father is buried in a foreign land......

Fragments of life are like flowing water, floating in Wu Heng's mind.

He remembered many of the reads that he had almost forgotten.

Bitterness, in addition to bitterness is still bitterness.

When I lost my memory the most, I was only accompanied by the thatched hut by the mountains and rivers, and the sparrows chirping outside the window.

An hour, two hours passed, and he remained motionless, sorting out the scenes of life's beauty or amnesia. Once young and frivolous, but also young and brilliant, at this moment, it seems that it is a thing that has passed away, and if you want to leave the world, you will be enlightened and return to your true nature.

"Whoa!"

Not far away, there is a flowing waterfall, which collides with the bluestone, and the brilliant water "flower" is "excited" and "swinging".

The sun was getting stronger, and it was noon.

Wu Heng finally smiled, he thought about it, the last time of his life 'yin', he can't 'waste' money anymore.

Wu Heng got off the wooden **, put the oil lamp on the table in his hand, and walked out of the thatched house. The sun outside was a little dazzling, but he didn't care, and walked away under the scorching sun.

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The stream was murmuring, and the 'waves' were sparkling, and the 'waves' of the water twisted and shook his figure reflected in the water slightly.

Walking all the way down the stream, stepping on some awkward stones, a little beads of sweat appeared on Wu Heng's forehead. It's not that his cultivation is wasted, it's just that his vitality is passing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, his hundred-year 'yin' has dissipated invisibly.

Wu Heng observed himself with the eyes of heaven, and all he saw was darkness, without a trace of light, indicating that there was no way to live......

He used the artistic conception of the Great Dao to unify his life, and he cultivated his whole life to hide, turning into an ordinary person, the most ordinary mortal, and his legs and feet would be a little sore when he walked twenty or thirty miles.

Only that kind of pain can make Wu Heng feel that he is still alive. A few hours passed, and the light of the oil lamp in his hand fainted a little.

Alone a little hungry, grunting all the time.

He attributed himself to the body of a mortal, and there would be no difference from mortals, and hunger and pain would appear