The passage that the whirlpool of the canopy turned into was opened by Su Ming to help the shepherd boy and a few people send out the inheritance items, except for the inheritance items, no other things like the primordial gods could be sent.

And the people's hearts are insufficient, so there are monks like the old man in the purple robe, trying to take this opportunity to fight, since he is destined to die in a few hundred years, then simply step into the world that may really exist.

It's just that he was worried that Su Ming would not allow it, so he took the risk of confusing it, in fact, Su Ming had already noticed it, so he had the previous words, and the destruction of this purple-robed old man's primordial spirit was not Su Ming's action, but that he couldn't withstand the coercion when he shuttled through the passage, so he was completely destroyed.

Until the whirlpool in the sky dissipated and the entire sky returned to normal, the shepherd boy looked back at the location of the purple-robed old man with a complicated expression, which was empty at the moment, and the purple-robed body had already become flying ashes and gone with the wind.

Only the maple tree in the dark night is still blooming with a red color that no one cares about, even if it is hidden in the dark night, it still exists.

The shepherd boy was silent, the young man in white had a somewhat complicated expression, and the other four people next to him were all speechless now, and a touch of sadness appeared in their hearts now, they understood that the death of the old man in the purple robe had nothing to do with Su Ming, and it was just his own death.

It's just that this kind of ending makes them can't help but understand the state of mind of the old man in the purple robe when he has this determination, and in fact, how can they not have this idea......

"If that world really exists, you wait for the inheritance...... They carry my blessings, and they may continue in the distance. Su Ming flicked his sleeves and took one last look at the monks in front of him. Turning around, he stepped towards nothingness.

The shepherd boy and the others all bowed deeply to Su Ming, and the words of gratitude did not need to be spoken, and what Su Ming wanted was not grateful. It is the respect for these people's dedication to inheritance.

Su Ming left, and in the night sky, next to the maple tree, a smile gradually appeared on the shepherd boy's face. The smile was not the slightest scheming, looking at the sky peacefully, his inheritance carried his own blessings and expectations, and he hoped that his children would grow beyond their own realm in that world that might exist.

The young man in white touched the scabbard without a sword, his expression was free and easy, he turned his sword into a legacy, even if his sword was scattered and shattered in the world that might exist, it would eventually become several sharp swords. The owner of each sword will have an achievement.

He doesn't need a person to pass on. All he needed was the intention of cultivating the sword. To someone in that world who may exist who can have his sword!

The other four people all looked at the sky silently. With different but similar expectations...... They will never know, in that world that may exist. Their heritage...... What kind of brilliance will bloom?

The answer is not important, the important thing is that they have no regrets in their hearts at this moment.

"Fellow Daoists, in the last three hundred years, I want to sleep and not think about anything until that day comes. The shepherd boy looked at the others around him.

"I'm going to go out for a walk, and I'm going to refine another sword in the past three hundred years. The young man in white smiled slightly, the smile was a little cold, but it was still free and easy, and he hugged his fist towards everyone between the words, and stepped into the void.

The other four were silent for a moment, and then they all hugged their fists at the shepherd boy, turned into four long rainbows and stepped into nothingness, disappearing into the starry sky.

Until everyone left, the shepherd boy sat cross-legged under the maple tree, leaned against the tree, looked at the lights of the city, and gradually smiled at the corners of his mouth, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

The autumn wind blew and lifted his hair, and the autumn leaves fell, covering him with the quilt, and after he closed his eyes, the whole world gradually blurred until it finally turned into nothingness.

I don't know how long it has been, when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer under the maple leaves, but halfway up the mountainside, the sky was no longer night, but afternoon, the mountainside was full of grass, cattle and sheep were flocked, he ...... is still a shepherd boy, but the shepherd boy at the moment has forgotten his true identity.

"I had a dream......," the shepherd boy patted his head, his expression fascinating......

Su Ming in the starry sky, after taking a step, the void he was in was lifted silently, like a book page opened, and when it fell again, the fourth wing had already been transformed, becoming the Heavenly Fox Realm of the Dark Morning camp.

Looking at the vaguely familiar starry sky, Su Ming didn't notice the bald crane, and smiled dumbly, so much time has passed, with the character of the bald crane, he must not know where to nourish and play.

When he turned around, Su Ming's will was scattered, and he noticed where Yan Pei was at the moment, and there was a woman called Zi Zhen next to him, Su Ming groaned slightly, but still took a step.

In the central area of the Heavenly Fox Realm, in a star, on the mountain peak, Zi Zhen stood there, more than a hundred years of time may be just a moment for her, but now...... There was an extra touch of desolation on her face.

Yan Pei stood there behind her, with a bitter expression, as if he opened his mouth to say something, but looking at Zi Zhen's back, he couldn't say anything.

"You should know that the figure that has appeared in Dark Morning and the Rebel Saint over the years is not him......" After a long time, Yan Pei sighed secretly and slowly spoke.

"Of course I knew it wasn't him, but ...... I watched my own people die at the hands of that figure, that was his appearance, that was his breath, I watched the madness and resentment of my people, I ...... What can I do!" Zi Zhen's body trembled, and his eyes showed hatred.

Yan Pei was silent, he didn't know what to say, although he knew that person was not Su Ming, but even though he was the Emperor Chen, he couldn't let those ethnic cultivators who had been occupied by resentment and lost their relatives believe anything.

Even if he wasn't familiar with Su Ming, he wouldn't have been in disbelief the moment he saw that figure......

He was sighing secretly at this moment, and the desolate purple hoop, he didn't know that behind them, Su Ming stood there, he listened to the words of the two, and frowned.

As Su Ming's brows furrowed, his will spread silently, permeating the Heavenly Fox Clan Realm, all the realms of the Dark Morning, and even spreading to the Anti-Saint camp, seeing the one hundred and eighty realms of the Anti-Saint.

The scenes of that realm at this moment appeared like a picture in Su Ming's mind, he saw that the people of the Heavenly Fox Clan in the Heavenly Fox Clan Realm had died nearly fifty percent, and he saw that almost all the races in the entire Dark Morning Camp were like this, including the one hundred and eighty realms in the Anti-Saint Camp, which was the same.

Too many people of all ethnic groups have been brutally killed by a person named Su Ming for more than a hundred years, and their resentment is so deep and their murderous intent against Su Ming is so strong that Su Ming is silent after seeing all this.

This is obviously what the old man did to destroy life, but Su Ming couldn't think of what the reason for the old man to do this, no matter how many people died in the past hundred years, the one that came to the catastrophe, they would still be erased after all, and there was no other gain except for resentment.

"Resentment ......" Su Ming frowned, and after a long time, his forehead relaxed, and he didn't understand this matter, so he simply didn't think about it, but the wood was already in the boat, and it was useless to resolve it.

Su Ming's expression was calm, and his heart was open, he only needed to understand this matter, and knew that this was indeed not what he did, as for the rest...... Su Ming didn't want to pay attention to it.

He could even think that since this matter was related to the extermination of the old man, it was also very likely to be related to the three black-robed people who were sent to the Three Desolations by the exterminating old man.

Thinking of the three black-robed people, Su Ming sighed lightly, turned around and left, without revealing his body, without disturbing Yan Pei and Zi Zhen, walking towards the starry sky, walking into nothingness, when his footsteps fell, he had already left the dark morning camp and stepped into the starry sky of the anti-saint camp.

Walk towards the place where the bald crane is at the moment.

The Anti-Saint Camp, the Falling Dust Realm, this is a small marginal realm close to the Burial Heaven Clan's realm, this realm, called Falling Dust, has a sacred status in the Falling Saint Camp, because of the ...... inhabited here It is one of the three major rebels.

In the Falling Dust Realm, there is only one Xiuzhen Star, this star looks emerald green from a distance, surrounded by rivers and seas, making this star like Mercury, full of grace and flexibility, but at the same time, it is also not weaker than the majesty of the mountains and giant peaks.

On the stars, beside a lake, there is a wooden house, surrounded by countless flowers and plants, full of fragrance, full of a sense of vitality, outside the wooden house, there is always an old woman sitting there, looking at the lake alone, with a soft smile on her face, as if counting the memories, immersed in the memories of the years.

Not far away, on the other side of the lake, the bald crane lay there in a daze, turned into a stone, and for a hundred years, it looked at the wooden house, at the old woman outside the wooden house, as if it could see the destruction of heaven and earth, and the absence of the sky.

It didn't know why it was looking like this, and it didn't know why it didn't want the other party to know that it was coming, as if every time it thought about it, its heart would ache so hard that it seemed to tear.

After not thinking about this problem, in the past hundred years, it has found another kind of peace in addition to following Su Ming's side, this kind of calm, which can make it no longer obsessed with spars, can no longer think about any past events that it can't remember, and even has the idea of wanting to be accompanied by peace like this for the rest of its life.

Until this day, after Su Ming's figure appeared silently beside it, when it sat silently next to it, the stone that the bald crane turned into slowly changed, and finally became its original appearance, it looked at Su Ming.

Su Ming also looked at the bald crane, he saw the tears in the eyes of the bald crane, as an illusory body without a body, tears ...... It's extravagant, and it can't be shed, so this tear is a kind of sadness.

Su Ming ...... I want to cry......" muttered the bald crane.

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