The sword turns to yin and yang, from killing to life, from life to death, feeling that the old man in white ascended to the sky to fight, and felt that under the porch of Huangzi, the old man Zhao begged for death with a sword, and even more felt that the sword of the demon lord could shake the world.

It is a big yin and yang, just in this sea of blood and the world, a few turns of reincarnation, life and death change, Xu Lin's sword, from behind, Xu Lin's sword, there is a feeling, Xu Lin's sword, is life and death, but also reincarnation.

It was the last sword, and it was also the hearty of the last sword, at the moment of life and death, Xu Lin seemed to have seen a big scene of yin and yang merging into one, although it was only for a moment, but Xu Lin saw it, and the four-eyed strange man also saw it.

One hundred thousand mountains, dragons and snakes flying into the sky, has become a legend, in the cultivation realm, about that war, each has its own version, the Dao Gate returned, the vitality of the 100,000 mountains was almost lost, the Demon Sect retreated to the north, and did not dare to cross the thunder pool one step further, and this cultivation realm is completely peaceful.

Kunlun Mountain is no longer the head of the Daomen, many people privately speculate that it will enter the footsteps of the Sword Washing Pavilion and the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, headed by the real person Qinghong Zhenren, the first seat of the four peaks, and the third of the four, even if it is this, there are people who peep into the inheritance of the Daomen that it has treasured for thousands of years, and most of them are still returning.

This is not only because of the great cultivation of the real people of the Kunlun Sect today, or how good the Great Array of Protectors is, but because the Ice Lotus Sword is clear.

When the sword comes out, someone dies, this has almost become an iron law, whether it is on the side of the Dao Sect or other sects, for this woman who is as cold as an ice lotus, its ruthlessness is also like her name, Ice Lotus!

As for the head of the Daomen, at this time, it has been changed to Shushan, a famous gate in the world, because of the existence of Lu Zhennan, the name of the first sword in the world, now speaking, has become worthy of the name, and after that war, his daughter Lu Jiaorong devoted herself to the Tao, saying that she wanted to cultivate the sword of life and death, and she would never see her again.

And in the early morning of this day, on the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, a big black donkey was lying listlessly on the grass, and a chubby little fat man beside him was also looking at the gradually whitening sky in the distance with a sad face at the moment, and peeked at the back mountain, and the little fat man was a little half-dead and drooping his head.

Since yesterday when his master Mingli Zhenren issued a grounding order, that Mochizuki Peak himself didn't want to go again, and that woman with a graceful figure didn't want to see it again. In other words, it is rumored in the door that his master seems to have been secretly in love with someone back then, and he has had several competitions, and his master, who is known as being good at using no weapons, seems to have lost all five battles, and this record can be regarded as brilliant.

Thinking of the fight between himself and that girl, he has already lost ten battles and ten defeats, and because of this, his grounding order does not seem to be too wronged.

Just when Tongming was half-dead with the big black donkey, under the Moon Peak, in the peach blossom forest, a graceful woman, holding a flower basket in one hand, picking the buds just emerging from the tree with the other, was rejoicing, today's harvest is good, the master likes this to soak in water with the buds the most, the fragrance is pleasant, even the woman herself, also began to like it.

Quietly, the wind blew the flowers and rain, a fragrance spread, and the woman under the tree was even more delicate, but that person had been standing for a long time, just watching quietly with a smile on his face.

The woman didn't notice, and he was gone.

The building on Mochizuki Peak doesn't seem to have changed much, the only thing that has changed is that there seem to be a lot more disciples here than before, that person walked here gently, and then left gently, until a long staircase appeared in front of him, then he stopped and looked at the porch attentively.

After a long time, he finally turned around, his expression was a little surprised, the figure appeared in his eyes again, but his mood was not shocked, and her face was cold, and the breath of her body was full of murderous intent and piercing, and the long sword in his hand had already floated out of a lotus, he looked at her like that, looked at her lotus, and didn't say a word.

The sword could not be pierced, so he turned around and disappeared gently, and disappeared into the morning mist under her gaze, which was a fiery red, fiery red robe, slightly bewitching, but his skin was pale, and his black hair, which was originally waist-length, had become snow-white.

He left, went down from the place where he came, came out of the place where he had walked, he saw his past, and he saw the people he wanted to see, and the gardenia that bloomed, it had long since withered, and there was no one in that yard anymore, so he had to leave, leave here, leave this world, time was really running out.

Since the demon lord slashed the sky with a sword, the aura of heaven and earth is extraordinarily full, and the gate of heaven has been opened, maybe you can see the outside world, he thinks like this, but he is a little unwilling, because he still wants to see him.

The person who designed all this, the person who carried the wine jug around and pretended to be crazy and stupid, but ten years later, Xu Lin never found that person.

This is still the territory of Kunlun Mountain, he looked at the sky, looked at the clouds that began to be dense, looked at the lightning and thunder that shuttled between them, and felt all the movements of the earth, Xu Lin closed his eyes, and the familiar faces passed in his heart, and all the things in his mind became memories that were about to be forgotten, and when he opened his eyes again, he looked at the clouds of heaven and earth, and understood, a new beginning, has begun.

In the mountains and forests, on the ancient road, an old man in sloppy clothes, holding a wine jug in one hand and a bench in the other, looked at the changes in the sky and earth in the distance, stared at it for a long time, and said with a smile: "I'm leaving, I'm finally leaving!"

After finishing speaking, he unscrewed the wine jug and took a few sips, he couldn't help but smile proudly: "I have a pot of wine, which is enough to comfort the wind and dust, and I have a sword, which is enough to swing a thousand years." ”

"The End of the Book"

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