Great Wall.

Stretching for thousands of miles, standing proudly in ancient and modern times.

There is an endless stream of Chinese and foreign tourists who come here every day.

But today, it is very different, the entire Great Wall is completely blocked, and tourists are not allowed to enter casually, but for those tourists, they are very understanding and cooperative.

Because today, it is the funeral of Bai Chop City, and his cemetery is chosen at the foot of the Great Wall, the place where he fought for the last time.

Although the younger generation is no longer familiar with Bai Chopping City, with Tang Yi's swiping on the Internet, Bai Chopping City's deeds are also being sung.

Especially in that year, after the island country devils drove straight into the city and captured the then capital Jinling City, the island country devils were arrogant and domineering, threatening to destroy China within three months.

It was to slash the city in vain, slash Jinling with a sword, punish the commander of the army of the island country, completely turn the tide of the war in one fell swoop, and destroy the wishful thinking of the island country to destroy China within three months.

So after learning about the past deeds of Bai Chop City, especially Bai Chop Cheng also died in the Great Wall battle, the younger generation, for Bai Chop City's admiration, is also heartfelt, many people rushed over, wanting to send this old hero on the last journey.

It seems that God is also grieving for this old hero, so early in the morning, it snowed heavily, and the inside and outside of the Great Wall were covered in silver.

In the heavy snow, I saw a tombstone erected at the foot of the Great Wall.

Next to the tombstone, Bai Shisong, the successor of the Bai family, led the whole Bai family to kneel in front of the tomb.

In front of this new grave, a crowd of men and women dressed in black gathered.

The name of these people, any one of them, is enough to make Huaxia, and even the whole world, tremble.

They are all a group of people who hold the highest power in Huaxia, which one of them is not usually in charge of everything, how could they suddenly gather here, and it is still early in the morning.

As a member of this group of people, Bai Shisong knew why, although Bai Shucheng was famous, but after all, he was dead, and he would not let all these top bosses go out.

The reason why they gathered here was, in the final analysis, because of the host of this funeral - Tang Yi!

The reason why these bigwigs are all dispatched is not to give Tang Yi face!

After all, today's Tang Yi, after the battles of Siberia and Kyoto, not only showed great strength, but also won supreme prestige.

Now Tang Yi, I'm afraid that if he sneezes slightly, the whole world will tremble.

This is the absolute strength, the absolute influence that is determined!

Bai Shisong, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the group of top bosses who were facing goose feathers and heavy snow, and Bai Shisong didn't expect that Tang Yi's influence had reached such a terrifying level.

At the same time, Bai Shisong did not expect that as a former opponent, Tang Yi would personally hold a funeral for Bai Shucheng regardless of his previous suspicions.

Just as Bai Shisong sighed, the onlookers on the periphery suddenly exclaimed.

I saw a sword light in the distance, slowly flying.

Above the sword light, carrying a golden silk nanmu coffin, slowly flew in, as steady as Mount Tai.

Next to the sword light, there was a young man, in mid-air, slowly moving his steps, following the sword light, towards the Great Wall.

"Tang Yi!" In the crowd, someone suddenly recognized this young man and called out his name, and everyone present was amazed.

It's just that when these people were about to chant Tang Yi's name, Tang Yi snorted lightly and immediately suppressed their voices.

Everyone present also reacted instantly, after all, today is the funeral of Bai Chop City, and it is not appropriate to make noise.

Under the calm gaze of nearly a million people present, Tang Yi took the sword of the martial soul and the golden silk nanmu coffin carried on the sword, and slowly landed next to the prepared cemetery.

"Father!"

Bai Shisong, who was kneeling next to the cemetery, suddenly took the Bai family and the old and young to the ground, and threw themselves to the ground with all five bodies, watched the sword of the martial spirit, and put the golden silk nanmu coffin containing the remains of Bai Qicheng into the cemetery.

Airplanes!

After putting the coffin down, the Martial Spirit Sword trembled slightly, let out a trace of mourning, and then flew back into Tang Yi's hand.

Tang Yi stood in front of the tombstone, a flash of respect flashed in his eyes.

Sou!

The sword of the martial soul, as soon as it fell into Tang Yi's hand, Tang Yi waved it easily, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the tombstone.

Whew!Whew!Whew......

The tip of the sword flies, and the stone chips fly above the tombstone.

The sword stops, and the word appears.

"The Tomb of the White Prince"

"Tang Yili"

On the tombstone, there are simply nine big characters, but they are sword intent vertical and horizontal, dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

"On the day of the war, the old gentleman invited me to drink!"

Tang Yi stood in front of the tombstone, waved his hand, and in his palm, the mana surged, turning into a pool of wine.

"Today, I will use this wine to send the old gentleman on his way!"

Before the words fell, Tang Yi waved his hand, and in the palm of his hand, the wine fell to the ground, instantly turning into a swimming dragon, screaming, rushing straight into the nine skies, turning into a cloud of rain, sprinkled around the cemetery of Baiqiao City.

Roar!

It was just a moment, and the heavy snow stopped instantly, and I saw a cloud and mist around the cemetery of Baiqiao City, and there was a faint sound of dragon groaning.

This is Tang Yi, specially given to the cemetery of Bai Chop City, and the magic circle laid is enough to ensure that Bai Chop City will sleep here for tens of millions of years, and no one can disturb him.

"Congratulations to the heroes!"

Seeing that the cemetery was completed, the group of bigwigs standing in front of the cemetery of Bai Chop City bowed their hands in unison and bowed deeply to the cemetery of Bai Chop City.

Standing on the periphery, a group of nearly a million onlookers also felt it in their hearts, and bowed down towards the cemetery of Bai Chop City.

"Congratulations to the heroes!"

"Congratulations to the heroes!"

"Congratulations to the heroes!"

......

In an instant, millions of people chanted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

In front of the cemetery, there was only one person, standing upright, quietly staring at the tombstone in front of him.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sword of the martial soul trembled for a long time, and let out a mournful roar.

Tang Yi's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of loneliness.

Let you be a hero, after all, it will be nothing more than dust to dust and dust to earth.

Cultivators, cultivating the truth all their lives, although they are pursuing, but also to break all this, stand proudly in the heavens and the earth, and live with the heavens and the earth!

It's just that a cultivator, cultivating for a lifetime, is to achieve the Immortal Emperor, after all, there will be a day when the longevity is exhausted, so everything the cultivator does, whether it is the same here, after all, it is inevitable that there will be a hero, and it will end up with three feet of loess.

"No!"

However, in Tang Yi's heart, there was a direct negative answer.

"My generation of monks, cultivating this life, cultivating is not the same life of heaven and earth, cultivating is happiness, and cultivating is doing whatever you want!"

"If you have a happy life, you will have a short life like a firefly, and it will be worth it!"

"If you are wronged in your life, it is longevity and Tianqi, and it is just a waste of this life!"