"Whoa......

The waves of yellow springs rush into the void, countless ghosts from the heavens and all worlds rise and fall, drifting with the waves, love and hatred with laughter, crying, scolding, and contemplation into the rolling river, like restless monsters, from time to time stirring the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, making the river muddy and unclear.

A figure stepped out of the void, paced leisurely along the Jiuqu Yellow Spring, crossed the Naihe Bridge and the Nine Secluded City, and walked all the way to the Nine Secluded Forbidden Land, the land where the Yellow Spring was clear.

The starry sky is reflected in the clear yellow spring water, sparkling, Mo Tian slightly stepped on the clear waves, and the memory seemed to travel through time and space, bringing her to many years ago.

At that time, she was just a little monk of Jindan, who strayed into the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, and was summoned by Yu Duhui in a dream because of the system and chaos source water on her body, and came here.

At that time, she only felt that the years passed, eternal, parasitic mayflies in the heavens and the earth, a drop in the sea;

Mo Tianwei had already passed the age of indulging in memories and could not extricate himself, so he quickly gathered his thoughts and took out a broken sword from his sleeve.

This sword seems to have been broken for many years, even if it is protected by a seal, under the erosion of time, the already not very outstanding material reveals a faint decay aura, as if it can be shattered into countless pieces with a little force.

She stroked the blade lightly, her gaze cooling.

Mo Tianwei held the broken sword in his hand, and looked at the void in the distance with a waveless gaze.

With the movement of her mind, the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, which had not been flowing since the ancient war, suddenly froze, and a layer of cold sword qi froze the water of the Yellow Spring, among which the ghosts and ghosts were all directly sent into the Nine Shadows Mansion, and there was a dead silence in the long river.

In the mighty sword qi, there are sword lotuses, the light is as faint as a candle flame, and the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring seems to have turned into a river of river lamps in the mortal world during the Yuan Festival, but what these lotus lamps carry is not thoughts and wishes, but the ruthless sword intent of extinction cause and effect.

The sword intent invaded the water, purifying the turbid yellow spring into crystal clear ice and snow water.

The will of the Heavenly Dao lingered above the Yellow Spring for a long time, as if he was angry that the saint would break the rules of the operation of the Heavenly Dao at will—but unfortunately, the saint today was not afraid of cause and effect, and his anger was useless.

Mo Tianwei took in all the changes in the void, his expression was calm and waveless, ignoring the will of the Heavenly Dao while ignoring the gaze hidden in the shadows.

She pointed her finger at the sword, and with a flick of the void, she tore open a crack that led to nowhere, and the water of the Yellow Spring poured in, and then flew out of it, flowing back and forth—the river was flowing down and upward, and back and forth.

The river was in a hurry, and phantoms and streamers hurried by, faster than the thunder, but Mo Tianwei had already become holy, and she could easily see the past of those phantoms and streamers, and find her target from them.

"Definitely!"

A moment later, Mo Tianwei suddenly spoke, and the entire long river of time and space was frozen with phantoms and streamers in it, she reached out and fished out a point of light, and then waved her hand, the crack healed, and the water of the yellow spring returned to normal.

The point of light floated on the broken sword in her hand, and she stared at it, and after a few moments, she finally split it in two, and threw it into a secret realm with extremely fast time flow, nourishing the two weak true spirits with the source water of chaos.

However, after a while, Mo Tianwei took out the true spirit and glanced at the sword in his hand, injecting a ray of chaotic light into it.

In the blink of an eye, the decaying broken sword immediately turned into an extremely rare divine weapon, and it was also divided into two, and there was no trace of similarity between the two swords.

Mo Tianwei could have repaired the broken Ruin Sword a long time ago, but she felt that it was unnecessary, so she waited until today...... She was about to leave.

She put the two true spirits into the two swords, stared at them, as if she saw the old people in her memory, and suddenly wanted to say something, but after searching her intestines and stomach, she didn't know what to say.

They already had nothing to say.

After a while, Mo Tian smiled slightly, and said to them: "The yellow spring water is clear, but see each other again...... I kept my promise to come before I left, and I won't have to see you again. ”

"Then I hope ...... You will live forever and ever, and you will never see each other. ”

After these words were spoken, the void trembled faintly, and then two rays of ghostly light fell into the two swords - the words of the saint are the will of heaven, the highest level of heavenly dao constraints, and from then on, even other saints could not break the rules she had set.

The two swords turned into two streamers, passed through the void, and flew to the two corners of the heavens and all worlds, separated by a distance, and they could never be reunited.

Mo Tianwei retracted his gaze and dispersed the sword intent that controlled Huangquan, and in the blink of an eye, countless ghosts floated into the river, dyeing the clear river water again.

The Nine Shadows Yellow Spring returned to its original state, and the will of the Heavenly Dao quietly dispersed, and those powers who were concerned about the changes in this place also looked away.

- They were just curious about what the Joyful Saint Monarch wanted to do, but now that the play has been watched, it is better not to peep again, otherwise she will have a bad temper, tsk...... Not every saint is invincible in the world with rough skin and thick flesh.

But then again, the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring is the foundation of the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch's enlightenment, what did the Carefree Saint Monarch do to make the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch allow him to play such a game in the Nine Shades Yellow Spring?

You must know that when playing such a play, the Joyful Saint Monarch will certainly be punished by the Heavenly Dao - of course, she is not afraid, but the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch can't get out of it, who is okay to be so helpful?

The Nine Shadows Saint Monarch, who had secretly seen all of Mo Tianwei's movements clearly, secretly rolled his eyes under the falling crown.

Who is to blame for this? Of course, the Sword Ancestor is to blame!

Back then, the Sword Ancestor and the Xiaoyao Saint Monarch fought for nine days, and before the war, the other saints were guessing who would lose and who won, and the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch knew the strength of the Sword Ancestor, and felt that the Sanctification of the Xiaoyao Saint Monarch was only 100,000 years, so he was not afraid, so he bet that the Sword Ancestor would win.

Who knew that this matter was known to the Joyful Sage, so she came to the door and had to make a bet with him.

If the Sword Ancestor wins, the Joyful Saint Monarch owes him a request, and if the Sword Ancestor does not win, he owes the Joyful Saint Monarch a request.

The Nine Shadows Saint Monarch felt that he had the chance to win, so he made this bet, who knew that in the end, he actually pitted himself - the Sword Ancestor and the Joyful Saint Monarch had a draw!

After this battle, the Sword Ancestor completed his merits and left this universe to go to the depths of chaos, and the Joyful Saint Monarch became the most unprovoked existence among the saints.

The Nine Shadows Saint Monarch weighed his own strength, and thought about the unlucky saint who died under the sword of the Joyful Saint Monarch - forget it, I am willing to gamble and lose.

Thinking of what the Joyful Saint Monarch had just done, he couldn't help but sigh.

Others didn't know what she was doing, but how could the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch, who had noticed Mo Jingchun very early, not know?

Because of this, he had a vague guess in his heart: maybe soon, the Joyful Saint Monarch would also leave this world and go to the distant depths of chaos to continue to pursue the ultimate ...... of the universe

As a saint, standing at the pinnacle of this universe, doing whatever you want, and no one can take care of it, this kind of life may be the ultimate goal of many cultivators.

But such a day has passed countless years, countless years have been like this, unchanged, nothing new, and he can't help but start to miss the years of hard work a long time ago, when he was not yet holy.

Maybe he should also think about what the future holds.

When the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch was deep in thought, Mo Tianwei was also about to leave.

A figure sounded behind her, "The Holy Monarch is leaving?"

Mo Tianwei's figure was stunned, and the person who spoke had already walked to her side, it was the owner of the dojo here, Yu Duhui.

He finally joined the Tao more than 70,000 years ago, and he and his brother Yu Duzun were on the same holy throne, one door and two saints, which attracted countless amazements.

Compared to when he first saw him, Yu Duhui was even more flawless, as if most of the Lingxiu of this universe had gathered in him.

Mo Tianwei could already see and remember his face clearly, and she would no longer be confused by his breath, but that's all, if it weren't for the saint's good memory, she would probably have to forget the slightly inexplicable throbbing at the beginning.

"Hmm. She smiled slightly, "You don't have to send it away." ”

Yu Duhui was silent for a moment, staring at her, "Walking alone, it is inevitable to be lonely—does the Holy Monarch mind having one more companion?"

Mo Tianwei's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard anything, "I don't mind having companions, but I mind waiting." ”

Hearing this, Yu Duhui froze slightly-is this a refusal, or is it a mockery?

...... Either way, it's possible, because the Celestial Saint is originally a person with a strange temperament and an unpredictable personality.

"Sometimes, waiting gives more beauty, more value, more meaning to what is coming. ”

Mo Tian smiled at the corner of his lips, and his eyebrows were gentle and calm, but the words he said were diametrically opposed, "In this way, Lonely's waiting is far beyond its original value." ”

- Then why should I wait?

Yu Duhang sighed in his heart, not showing anything on the surface, he bowed slightly, "Then, may the Holy Monarch pursue your eternity." ”

"The same goes for you. ”

Mo Tianwei had no intention of saying anything to anyone, so he left directly.

Yu Duhui stood quietly in place for a while, and then returned to normal, continuing to do what he was supposed to do, which made the Nine Shadows Saint Monarch, who had been secretly paying attention to him, feel very bored—I thought that Dutui would be a little sad when he was frustrated for the first time?

It was he who underestimated Dud.

After all, people who can become holy are extremely firm in their hearts, and they will never waver for anyone, and what is crazy about love, maybe it only exists in the words of the fairy world.

Mo Tianwei returned to her dojo, and after packing everything up, she left this universe without saying goodbye to anyone.

She has long been accustomed to solitude, and has found a way not to let herself be lost in solitude - power never ends.

Once she was looking to protect herself from being manipulated, controlled, and machined, but then she was concerned about the scenery on the road to the ultimate and the new world she discovered after constantly breaking through herself - it's funny, isn't it?

doesn't need anyone to keep or accompany her, Mo Tianwei will always be a hurried passer-by and an outsider, this is her persistence, sobriety and cruelty...... But it doesn't matter, anyway, who in this world can control the Wandering Saint?

She had stepped on the top of the Nine Heavens.

(End of book)