Wang An stayed in Baicaomen for a full hundred years, and during this period, Baicaomen gave birth to ten more Yuanying monks.

What excites everyone the most is that Jiang Wenhao has successfully advanced to the Realm of Transformation God Sect and added another Transformation God, and his comprehensive strength has reached a higher level.

In the past hundred years, Wang An has not slackened his cultivation, and finally stepped into the eighth layer of the gods.

Seeing that Baicaomen is thriving today, Wang An's heart is full of comfort. At this time, the thought of leaving rose in his heart.

He also has an apprentice, a master Mu Tianhan, who has not seen each other for so many years, and he plans to meet them, which is his last unfinished business.

When Wang An said that he was going to leave Baicaomen and go out to find an opportunity to break through the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, Han Qinsheng, Jiang Wenhao and the others were suddenly stunned.

After all, with Wang An, a promising god guarding the sect, it would be almost easy for Baicaomen to win the first sect in Tianhuo Continent in the future, and they naturally didn't want Wang An and his wife to leave the sect; if Wang An was allowed to leave, I am afraid that this time he would never wait for the day when he returned.

"Master, a few uncles, I have already made a decision, and I may come back if I have the opportunity in the future. Wang An looked at everyone firmly and said.

"Go, for the teacher to know, your road ahead is the sea of stars, let you be trapped here, you will never be able to grow, remember to come back often, Baicaomen will always be your home. At the end, Han Qinsheng sighed and said in a somewhat low voice

"Elder Taishang's position will always be reserved for you!"

When Wang An left, he also left a batch of elixirs for Han Qinsheng, all of which could be cultivated, including medicinal materials for refining the Divine Pill and the Infant Pill.

After all, Baicaomen is an alchemy sect, and with these elixirs, more medicinal materials can be cultivated, so that the medicinal materials of the Infant Pill and the Divine Pill need to be found in various secret realms.

Wang An didn't plan to say goodbye to Yan Feihong, but I don't know if Han Qinsheng revealed the news, when Wang An stepped out of the cave, Yan Feihong had already stopped outside the cave.

"Brother Wang, are you leaving?" Yan Feihong did not call Senior Brother Wang An or Elder, but directly called Brother Wang.

"Brother, I'll wait for you outside!" Xiao Ruoli glanced at this posture, his body flashed, and he flew directly down the Spirit Peak.

"Well, I'm leaving, you guys cultivate hard!" Wang An glanced at Yan Feihong, his face cloudy.

"I still have a lot of things to do, and besides, whether Baicaomen has me or not now, it's actually the same. Wang An shook his head and said.

"But, you know, there are some people who, without you, are eternally lonely. Yan Feihong suddenly burst into tears and said sadly.

"Senior brother, stay!" Yan Feihong's body trembled, and she seemed to have a great surge, and said with a sob.

"I understand your intentions, how can I win your favor with him, how can you use it like this, and I feel very sad. Wang An took a sharp breath, squeezed out a smile hard, and said slowly.

"Brother Wang, will you take me away?" Yan Feihong suddenly wiped the tears on her face, stared at Wang An and said.

"Your cultivation is too low, you should cultivate well, you have all these pills!" Wang An finished speaking, and a bottle of pills was suspended in front of them.

"I'm leaving, there will be a date later!" Wang An's body flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he was about to break through the air.

"No, Brother Wang, you take me out of here, do you know how I spent more than a thousand years?" Yan Feihong grabbed Wang An and hugged Wang An's waist directly from behind.

"Tossing and turning, sleeping, I remember that your green shirt is flying, smiling like a flower in your dreams, for more than a thousand years, I have been cultivating frantically, just to catch up with you, and when you come back, I find that I am still so far away from you. ”

"I seem to be a little girl in the mortal world who longs for a shooting star, and you are a shooting star across the sky, and I long for myself to grow up overnight and reach out and touch your face. However, when I woke up from the dream, I found that even though I grew up, I still couldn't touch the shooting stars in the sky. ”

"You gave me the way to immortality, but you can't relieve me of the pain of lovesickness!"

"What about this ageless face, but it will only make me endure the pain that penetrates into the bone marrow in the endless dark night. ”

"Give me no old body, lead me to the road of eternal life, how can you join hands with me?"

"I'm sorry, Feihong!" Wang An hugged Yan Feihong and said in a low voice.

"Fate, you can't force it!

After Wang An finished speaking, the whole person turned into a color of wind and thunder, and broke through the air, and Yan Feihong couldn't touch it at all.

No one saw it, a tear slowly slipped from Wang An's eyes and quietly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The sky and the earth were vast, the mountain wind was howling, and the fog was rolling, leaving only Yan Feihong standing alone on the Ling Peak.

The skirts are flying, the pear blossoms are raining, like cherry blossoms fluttering in the wind and rain, falling one after another, and the sad mood permeates the heaven and the earth.

"Woohoo!"

At this time, two women who were like flowers and jade suddenly appeared beside Yan Feihong.

"Is he gone?" Dongfang Ruyi looked at the distant sky with teary eyes, as if he was saying to himself, and as if he was asking Yan Feihong.

"I still remember the man in the green shirt and the sword, the purple furnace alchemy leads to the catastrophe, I will never forget when I see it, and I will not wake up from a dream for a thousand years!" Shadow Piaopiao's cheeks quietly slipped two desolate teardrops, and whispered.

"Senior Sister Yan, why don't you leave with him?" Ying Piaopiao said in a low voice.

"He's so good, so good that he is like the stars of the nine heavens, how can I catch up? Aren't you too, why did you only come out now, I can't understand the lovesickness complex for thousands of years, who complains about this situation, he came, but you avoided it. Yan Feihong glanced at Dongfang Ruyi and Ying Piaopiao, stopped crying and said.

"I'm going to retreat, if I don't step into the gods, I'll never leave the level!" Shadow Piaopiao put away the sadness on her face, her figure blurred for a while, and disappeared between heaven and earth as a streamer.

"I knew that this was a dream, why bother like this..... junior sister, I'm going to die too!" Dongfang Ruyi smiled and left quietly.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time!

"Brother Wang, in this life and this life, even if you fall under the rolling thunder of the nine heavens, your body will die, and you will not enter reincarnation, I will keep up with your pace. ”

After Yan Feihong finished speaking, the aura on her body changed, and an indomitable will rose to the sky.

"Sonorous!"

The next moment, I saw a flying sword with cold light suddenly appear in Yan Feihong's hand.

This is the Flying Rainbow Sword, a spiritual weapon that Wang An refined for her back then.

"Boom!"

A terrifying sword light slammed into the mountain peak in front of him, and a mountain wall as flat as a mirror appeared on the mountain peak.

"Brush, brush!"

The figure is flying, the sword is like a swimming dragon, the cold light is shining, and Yan Feihong is rapidly carved on the gable.

In the blink of an eye, a young man in a green shirt, holding a flying sword, jumped onto the wall.

If Wang An was here, he would definitely be able to see that this was exactly what he looked like when he met Yan Feihong's sister and brother.

Immediately afterwards, a series of delicate fonts quickly appeared on the mountain wall:

Thousands of years are like dreams, hearts are like frost, lovesickness is endless, and Hanxiao is endless;

The young man in the green shirt mirrors the moon, and a song breaks people's intestines!

The face does not change the old man, and the immortality has no intention;

The dream of Tiannan is difficult to continue, where to find the land for a long time?

"Brother Wang, the hope you gave me is despair, and I have no chance to tie the knot with you in this life, so Feihong will open a foundation for you for ten thousand years!" Yan Feihong looked at the things she carved on the mountain wall, tears fell like rain, and muttered to herself.

After finishing speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared directly between heaven and earth.

The mountain wind was howling, the clouds were rolling, and there was a faint sadness in the air.

(Don't dare to write about stallions, don't accept Yan Feihong, is this the ending you want?)