There was a gust of wind undulating, in the sky of violent thunder, the whistling sound, resounding through the four fields, and taking away a cloud, several times in a row, all of which were full of dark clouds, slowly leaving.

Xu Lin looked up at the glimmer of light that gradually lit up in the sky, but it was no longer the white light that the old man in white had turned into, and there was no temperature.

The rain and dew were light, faintly reflecting the seven-color rainbow-like color, gently sprinkled on Xu Lin's body, as well as Mingru in the air under his feet.

The Dao power and vitality around the body, like mushrooms after the rain, have sprung up, and you can clearly feel the changes from the Danfu Yuanying.

When his eyes opened, the golden light was restrained, revealing from his Dan Mansion, and the distance between heaven and earth seemed to be in the depths of Xu Lin's mind, and within the faint cloud pattern, there seemed to be something changing.

It is an illusory aura, from the beginning of heaven and earth, from the beginning of the human race, from the derivation of the first cultivator, Xu Lin has almost seen the changes of several times, and also seen the changes in the vicissitudes of life.

Pieces of prosperity withered and fell, pieces of new civilizations began to appear, and that figure always existed, he stood in the clouds, watching the earth rise and fall, watching the desert sand sea, watching countless creatures from nothing, and he just watched.

The feeling of déjà vu has always been entangled in Xu Lin's heart, and that person is still there, in the distant clouds, it is the clouds and mist that cover his face, Xu Lin can't see clearly, just a vague figure.

But at this moment, a person walked out slowly from the distance of the first line of heaven and earth, it was a person, a real person, this time Xu Lin saw his face clearly, it was the first human race who knew how to cultivate the truth, he had a sword, straddling his side, the pace seemed to be slow and urgent, but in a few breaths, he came to the bottom of the cloud, and then it was just a very simple action, draw the sword.

And then he died!

As a result, it is not surprising that the figure above the clouds and mist is still the same, as if it has never moved, and after experiencing many vicissitudes of life, Xu Lin saw more people, just like the cultivator, they either came with each other or walked alone, and they were always facing the clouds and mist that high above.

One day, after the gorgeous changes in the scene in front of him, Xu Lin didn't see that person again, the sky above the clouds and mist was empty, and no one seemed to be like all ordinary clouds, wandering and undulating, and then disappeared, and there was no longer his figure above the heavens and the earth.

Xu Lin frowned incomprehensibly, thinking about the previous picture, looking at the scene that continued to change in front of him, although the things presented were more mysterious and abnormal, countless sects and sects rose from the ground from the places surrounded by spiritual energy, and the colorful and brilliant light was flying in the sky, but what Xu Lin thought about was the figure that suddenly disappeared.

He is like a god, a god of creation, Xu Lin wants to know his title, and wants to see his appearance, but after that, he never appeared again. Time has evolved, and the things Xu Lin has seen have also changed again, until today, the moment when illusion and reality are superimposed, Xu Lin seems to have a dream, and in the depths of his mind, he seems to have realized something.

He raised the sword in his hand, the golden snake sword, recalled Fang Cai's qiē, waved his hand slightly, and the rolling clouds and mist in an instant, flowed with the sword breath, and floated out a strange brilliance, and when Xu Lin waved his hand and closed it again, it was nothing, as if nothing had happened to Fang Cai.

A clear thought suddenly surged into Xu Lin's entire mind, and in the sky, bursts of colorful rainbow light have been wrapped around him and Mingru's bodies, and like Xu Lin, Mingru was also looking at the sword in his hand at this time, motionless.

At the top of Kunlun, the cultivators are like clouds, looking at the peaceful light that finally appeared in the sky, and in the eyes of envy and jealousy, they always converge on Xu Lin and Mingru.

The demon lord chuckled: "In the realm of real people, you can have an epiphany of heaven and earth, and comprehend the magical powers that belong to your own self, the luck of these two people is really good, and they can realize it when they first ascend to the realm of real people, if you let those real people who have not comprehended the magical powers know until now, they really have to die headlong." ”

Xuande Ancestor squinted his eyes, listening to the words of the demon lord, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, but what he looked at was only Xu Lin, and only Xu Lin swung his sword, he saw it all, and the magic displayed by that sword really shocked Xuande Ancestor.

"Walked a white-clothed old man who ascended to the sky, leaving behind two promising disciples, especially the one named Xu Lin, Fang Cai's sword, I don't know what you think?"

Xuande Ancestor frowned, and said with a smile: "The old man is clumsy, I really can't see the change in his divine will, I don't know how much Daoist friends understand?"

The demon lord shook his head, pondered for a while before smiling bitterly: "Its meaning is endless!"

Looking at Xu Lin who was having an epiphany again, in the depths of Xuande Ancestor's gaze, a faint ray of cold light flashed and said: "This matter is over, why don't you go back to Guangling Hall with me." ”

The demon lord nodded, but his eyes stayed on Xu Lin's body, and then he thought of the tone of Xuande Ancestor's speech, as if there was endless loss, and then he understood the meaning, as soon as the old man in white died, it was considered to have completely disrupted all the previous deployments of the two, thinking about it, but he also had a headache.

The two supreme-level monks didn't say more, said the word "please" to each other, and left together, leaving only the Qinghong Zhenren who bowed down, presiding over the current situation, and he was looking at the two people in mid-air, and his eyes were also full of complicated colors that he didn't understand.

The ravines in the sky have been obscured by the seven-colored brilliance, but the Qinghong Zhenren understands that this day will have to be repaired again.

It's like all the previous decisions of Xuande Ancestor and the Demon Lord, they have to be pushed down again and started over.

Xu Lin is still above the clouds, and the rainbow light in the sky has been dissipated for a long time, but Xu Lin, who is in an epiphany, just allows the aura of heaven and earth that still remains in his body to change his body imperceptibly, but he is thinking about Fang Cai's sword, as for Mingru below it, he has long disappeared, and he should have returned to the sect.

From the vanity to reality, from the wonderful meaning of that sword, it is difficult to understand the true meaning of the truth, Xu Lin can't help but feel a lot of regrets, and after experiencing the changes in his own aura, he can't help but feel a trace of joy.

Blink of an eye to look at the Kunlun Tongmen who were busy all around, they looked at their eyes from time to time, respect and fear were mixed in it, it was a kind of love that Xu Lin liked and longed for, but he laughed and looked at a few black cracks in the sky without speaking.

The old man in white has left, but the things he left behind are still there, the cracks in the sky, the sword breath in his body, but then Xu Lin's expression was stunned, because he could no longer feel the existence of the sword breath in his body, but there were two turns of yin and yang, which were intertwined and rotated, and the source of maintaining this power was from his own Dan Mansion.

The jade spirit on the top of the head and the soul on the hair are not in the mutual power of yin and yang, just like two ordinary treasures, inserted in their own heads, but the yin and yang are from the outside to the inside, fused with each other in the body, the old man in white taught his own two leads, it seems that he really did it at this moment, and fused into a big yin and yang.

Thinking of the sword eyebrows for no reason, Xu Lin seemed to understand something, but he was quite suspicious, and he still couldn't rest assured, the sword that the demon lord gave himself back then was really enough, and today's sword of the old man in white, Xu Lin really couldn't believe that this old guy had no other plans for himself.

The realm of real people has arrived, and the tribulation of real people has passed, and in this heaven, Xu Lin has no need to stay any longer, but when he thinks about the tribulation, he will inevitably sigh for a while.

Looking up at the gradually clearing sky, somehow, he thought of that face again, at the end of the tribulation, he really saw a face, or was it just his own hallucination, and in Fang Cai's perception, the figure Xu Lin saw again, Xu Lin frowned and pondered for a while, and then when he turned to leave, he couldn't help muttering: "Is it the same person?" (To be continued......)