But she also knew how scarred Li Qinglian's heart that was only open to herself was so scarred, and he didn't want to show anyone those hideous scars again.

But now there was no other way! He had to, even if he didn't want to!

Looking at the back of Qianlong leaving, Li Qinglian was silent for a long time, but finally laughed and muttered: "How can I bear to give up everything I have......"

"The world is still there, I am me!"

With that, he stood up and twisted his neck, and the hideous scars on his neck had recovered......

With a wave of his hand, the white robe full of blood dispersed, turned into a brocade robe, looked back at Yuqingtian, and walked out of the green bamboo lotus sea and went down to Kunlun Mountain.

On the road, all the monks who saw Li Qinglian showed a look of reverence, in the hearts of the world, Li Qinglian was already a character who existed in myths and legends, the all-powerful lord of the world, and the undefeated Qingdi.

Li Qinglian didn't care about the eyes of the world, so she went all the way down Kunlun Mountain, and her figure disappeared into the dense ancient forest below the mountain, and no one knew where he was going.

There are less than 500 years left, and it stands to reason that we should concentrate on penance, but in fact, when it comes to Li Qinglian's step, even if it is tens of thousands of years of retreat, there will be no substantial changes.

Now that he has stood at the peak of his own, every step he takes is to open the way and open up one peak after another of his own, and in this situation, there is no point in retreating and penance.

What is more important is whether your heart is strong enough to support yourself to take this crucial step.

He just walked on the desolate land, and his eyes reflected one peerless beauty after another.

Eventually, he came to a rippling lake, looking at himself reflected in the water, and a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes.

The lake he is stepping on now is his original home, the village deep in the mountains, and the place he remembers the most.

Hundreds of thousands of years have changed everything, the former village is long gone, lost in the long river of history, under the vicissitudes of the sea, the original mountains have sunk into a large lake.

The thin young man who once walked out of the village has become the lord of the world, which is the end of Chaos Qinglian and the original location of Li Qinglian.

The power of time emerges between the waves of the hand, and the morning mist rippling above the lake surges, and the light and shadow of the debut emerge against the backdrop of the long river of time.

Li Qinglian can see the people in the village rise and sunset, and she can also see her calloused mother working in the fields with sweat......

The bun she brought with her was only half eaten, just so that Xiao Qinglian could eat more, even if he was regarded by the people in the village as the embodiment of calamity, in her heart, he was still the meat that fell from her body!The most beloved son......

But she is still far away from herself, everything has been wiped out by time, I don't know when, Li Qinglian's eyes have tears hazy, in the end, the light and shadow are gone, the lake is blue like a mirror, and only Li Qinglian is in tears.

I saw him straighten his robe, raise his head with his chest straight, and said hoarsely: "Mother, have you seen it? The child is never the calamity in their mouths, but the strongest existence in the world!"

"I'm sorry I couldn't save you and my father, I'm sorry, I can't repay you for your upbringing, I'm sorry, I'm just coming back to see you now......"

"You have fulfilled your duty as a mother, but I have not fulfilled my duty as a son of man...... Children are not filial......"

Li Qinglian muttered to himself, he knew that his mother would never hear these words, and her bones had been worn away.

It's more like he's talking to himself, and he's going to face his heart......

In fact, with Li Qinglian's current ability, it is not impossible to regenerate the deceased, and even go back to the past and bring it to reality!

However, he did not do this, a story has its beginning, there will be an end, the dead will eventually pass, and it is pointless to force it to stay......

In the end, he still left, originally for his homeland, and he intended to return to his hometown, but now his homeland is no more, and things are not people!

He went to the former Creation Taoism, Shenxiu Peak is long gone, and the spiritual land where the original Creation Taoism is located has been occupied by a force, as the ancestral land, it has been more than ten thousand years.

He couldn't find the slightest familiarity here, but everything that was treasured in his memory became clearer......

He went to the Seven Star Sea again, where the Blood Cloud Sect was located, and there was no sea here, but turned into a group of mountains and misty spiritual mountains.

Once, a song "Death" echoed here, eternal and eternal, it was Li Qinglian's song for the blood grandmother's send-off, but now it is full of spiritual mountains, and there are many monks, and it is very lively.

No one knows how many bones have been buried under this spiritual mountain, and no one knows what kind of heart-wrenching tragedy has happened here......

Li Qinglian's eyes carried a touch of sadness and resentment that could not be dissipated, looking at everything in front of him, the departure of the blood grandmother was a thorn inserted in his heart, a thorn that could never be erased.

And at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore......

I saw that in the backyard of the first family, a girl in a red dress was waiting quietly under a blooming peach tree.

Although the cultivation is only Daozang, it can be regarded as a rare Tianjiao in the world!

But I saw this girl pacing back and forth under the peach tree, with a touch of anxiety and anticipation in her big eyes, and pouted: "Why hasn't Senior Brother come yet, today is rarely someone's birthday......"

Li Qinglian's heart was like being punched hard, and tears could no longer stop flowing, even if it was reincarnation, some things would not change.

He knew that the girl waiting under the peach tree was the reincarnation of the blood grandmother, even if she had been reincarnated for a hundred or thousands of lifetimes, Li Qinglian could still recognize it at a glance.

I saw that he was just about to speak, stepping forward, but he stopped, he knew that the girl in front of him had nothing to do with the blood grandmother, everything had turned into the past, and now he was the only one who held on.

It was best not to break this tranquility, but he still couldn't help it, sniffed his nose, wiped away his tears, and finally, he fell, and the girl seemed to notice the footsteps, and said with great joy: "Senior brother, why did you come......? etc......"

The girl was stunned to find that the man in front of her was a senior brother, and he appeared in front of her silently, as if he had existed here in the first place.

Looking at his face, she couldn't raise the slightest vigilance for some reason, and even the last trace of defense in her heart disappeared with the gentle smile on Li Qinglian's face......