Changsheng: Traveling through trees, I create an immortal dynasty

Now that my goal has been achieved, there is no need to disturb this girl's already peaceful life.

But Zhao Fangzheng never imagined that Zhou Ping squeezed out of the crowd like crazy, chasing after him while crying, for fear that she would slip away.

Finally, Zhao Fangzheng stopped, turned around, and looked at her together.

At that moment, time seemed to stop.

"is it you?"

"Sorry, maybe you got the wrong person."

"Obviously it's you, you can't fool me..." Zhou Ping's eyes were red, and she looked at Zhao Fangzheng with tears in her eyes.

Zhao Fangzheng never expected that after five years, his weight in this girl's heart would still be so substantial, and he was in a mess in an instant, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart.

After a while, Zhao Fangzheng said in a deep voice, "I'm leaving, you live well."

"Where are you going?" Zhou Ping asked, but Zhao Fangzheng responded, "Now you are a wife, forget about me." After saying this, Zhao Fangzheng turned and left, while Zhou Ping stood there in a daze, If struck by lightning.

Impossible...never again.

Zhao Fangzheng took a few steps, but Zhou Ping stopped him again: "I don't accept such a farewell. It's been six years. My obsession shouldn't just be forgetting me. I want to say goodbye to my old place tomorrow."

Zhao Fangzheng paused, didn't look back, and disappeared into the crowd, but Zhou Ping knew he had heard clearly.

More and more people came around, some of them recognized Zhou Ping, and they pointed and pointed not far away. The noise of voices finally overwhelmed Zhou Ping, and she also turned and left.

Zhao Fangzheng stayed up all night that day.

Looking at the stars in the sky, the bits and pieces of the two of them are constantly replaying in their minds.

She can obviously spend the rest of her life smoothly, why should she bother?

With so many people watching, Zhao Fangzheng couldn't imagine how much courage Zhou Ping used to stop him, so this was the last date.

He must go.

Even if it delays the departure time, he will die there.

It can be regarded as handing in an answer sheet for one's own youth.

The next day, Zhao Fangzheng appeared by the lake on time.

It was already autumn, and the withered and yellow leaves were rustling. In the autumn wind, he was carrying a sword on his back, his clothes were very clean, and his messy hair was also tidy.

The water of the lake is like a mirror, reflecting his figure, and the time overlaps. At that time, there was also a young man standing here, blowing the autumn wind, and being swallowed by the dusk.

Time has disturbed the water of the lake, he was the young man back then, but he was not the young man back then.

Zhao Fangzheng waited for a long time, but Zhou Ping did not arrive.

In fact, this is also a good result.

If she forgets herself, it is also a good result.

Zhao Fangzheng stood like a sculpture until dusk, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

Smiling slightly, just as he was about to leave, a group of people suddenly broke into this peaceful place.

Seven or eight men supported a woman and walked in this direction. The leader was short in stature, carrying a knife, and his soybean-sized eyes were full of fierceness.

The moment he saw Zhao Fangzheng, he said viciously: "You must be the one who turned this bitch's obsession, now the neighbors in the neighborhood know that I have a cuckold on my head!

It just so happens that there is a lake here, where you two adulterers and whores are buried! "

He drew out his knife and looked at Zhao Fangzheng aggressively, but Zhao Fangzheng had already ignored him, his eyes were all on the woman who was held up by seven or eight men.

The woman has been abused, her body is covered with blood, and she is dying, but it can still be seen from that face that she is Zhou Ping!

What happened to her in just one day?

The moment Zhao Fangzheng looked at the scars on Zhou Ping's body, his breathing became heavier all of a sudden, his body was trembling slightly, the killing intent in his heart was spreading, and his eyes were full of blood!

For herself, that girl waited for five years!

For herself, she was tortured like this!

It's all me!

Why not take her away!

Why not give him an explanation? !

why! ! !

At this moment, Zhao Fangzheng felt that the air was stagnant, and his deafening heartbeat was all around him. He suddenly drew out his sword, and the sword sang, and the killing intent burst out.

He stared at those men, and said in a terribly cold tone, "Let me go!!!"

"What the hell kind of onion are you! I chopped you up! Give it to me!" With an order, several men rushed up together.

Zhao Fangzheng raised his sword to meet him, his momentum was like a broken bamboo, thousands of days and nights, tens of thousands of sword dances poured out at this moment, turning into terrifying sword styles.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

Dark red blood drops dripped into the lake water, and bursts of blood halos continued to spread in the water.

On this day, Zhao Fangzheng was holding a sword for his sweetheart, beheading seven people in a row, his white robe was stained with blood, and the hunting was windy.

The hand of the leading man holding the sword was cut off, and he didn't die immediately. Seeing that his subordinates were vulnerable in front of this man, he shouted hoarsely: "What a bitch, he brought his lover to kill me, hehe !"

Chapter 38 The Harvest in the Illusory World

Changing his left hand to hold the knife, he slashed at Zhou Ping at once. Zhao Fangzheng wanted to tear his eyes apart, but it was too late.

"Do not!!"

The last person fell, and he rushed over like crazy and hacked the person to death, but Zhou Ping couldn't do it anymore.

In the last scene, Zhou Ping asked him a few words and gave him a letter.

"I finally waited for you."

"I'm in pain, can you give me a hug?"

The blood color was like a blooming rose, and those clear eyes were gradually out of focus. Zhao Fangzheng was holding her, wiping the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, from warm to cold.

Later, Zhao Fang said that he liked it dozens of times in Zhou Ping's ear, but she didn't hear it once. Later, Zhou Ping fell asleep at the bottom of the lake forever, and buried Zhao Fangzheng's entire youth.

The Yamen chased and killed Zhao Fangzheng for several nights.

But under Zhao Ling's intervention, he escaped without any risk.

Zhao Fangzheng lost his fighting spirit and never recovered from the setback. He followed Zhao Ling to repay his kindness.

He kept Zhou Ping's letter until now, until a few days ago, he saw Zhou Ping came to pick him up... Zhou Ping looked like a teenager, white and clean, with a pair of big eyes that were very pure, implying stars .

"Hey! Teach me how to practice sword!"

"Are you here to see me?"

"Do you... like me?" In a trance, that dusk reappeared again, she was still beautiful, with clear and clean eyes, waiting for the answer again.

"I like it, I like it so much..." Zhao Fangzheng couldn't wait to hug her, for fear that she would leave, but his old body was no longer strong enough to support him to stand up.

In another world, perhaps Zhao Fangzheng has made up for his regrets...

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After reading Zhao Fangzheng's life, Lin Feng felt complicated. If everyone's life was a book, there would always be a few pages that would be terribly painful.

As a bystander, I feel heart palpitations, let alone Zhao Fangzheng, the person involved. I can only wish the two of them a long time in another world.

Within a month, Zhao Meng and Zhao Yue came back respectively.

Both of them are practicing for Zhao Fangzheng, and at the same time lamented the great changes in the village... After all, when they left before, there was no Changyin Town, and there were dozens of people in Jiuli Village.

Both of them also brought some spiritual stones and other things from the sect, which can be regarded as alleviating the immediate urgent need.

Naturally, both of them also paid homage to Lin Feng, and Zhao Meng also asked Lin Feng for a leaf. Before leaving, he said, "I might bring someone else with me when I come back next time."

Lin Feng knew it was his master.

This kid has an inseparable relationship with his master behind the scenes.

But now that my own strength is not enough, it would be a disaster if I brought it here, so I had to express that it was unnecessary.

Jiuli Village and Changyin Town were lively for a few more days because of the return of the two, and the whole village enjoyed themselves happily.

Zhao Yan burst into laughter, and Li Yunge and Xu Jing, two brats, were shocked by Zhao Meng and Zhao Yue's strength, and expressed that they would be like them in the future.

In the peace, both of them left, and Zhao Li also had new developments.

【Ding!Obtained the heaven-level exercise "Taihuang Jue"]

Hearing the voice in his head, Lin Feng was taken aback, good guy, a heavenly skill!

He had asked Shi Jun before, Hao Ranzong's best exercises are only earth-level top-rank, now Zhao Li has actually practiced heaven-level exercises? !

Needless to say, this must be the credit of Li Yue.

As expected of the monarch of Dayan Kingdom, he has a hand!

Kung Fu is divided into: Xuan, Earth, Heaven, Emperor, Immortal, Ancient Emperor Shu and the Taoist scriptures that are only in legends. In addition to Taoist scriptures and Emperor Shu, other kung fu methods are divided into upper, middle, and lower. a quality.

That is, at my current level, I can only pass down the earth-level low-grade exercises three times, and the sky-level ones are estimated to have to be upgraded a few more levels.

But something is better than nothing.

The most important thing is that with a heaven-level cultivation technique and a supreme assistant, how terrifying is Zhao Li's growth?

In the past few days, Lin Feng often entered Zhao Li's sea of ​​knowledge to communicate, and learned that he had taken down most of the resources in the fantasy world, including the source of a celestial vein.

Spiritual veins are also divided into levels: upper, middle, lower, heavenly, emperor, and immortal. The source of the heavenly veins here is just like its name, which can cultivate a heavenly-level spiritual vein.

If it can be stored on the Changsheng Peak, wouldn't it be possible to have a heaven-level spirit vein after gathering spirits?

At that time, let alone a few thousand people, even tens of thousands of people will not have to worry about the resources, and they can also benefit their own trees.

It takes time to cultivate the spiritual veins, but unfortunately, the most important thing I need is time.

After Zhao Li and Li Yue revealed the Illusory Realm, they buried the source of this Tianmai in the village... This can be regarded as Li Yue's top ten treasures in the Illusory Realm.

Now he is in Zhao Li's body, his strength is not enough, and he has lost complete control over the fantasy world, so he can only recall these treasures through Zhao Li.

With Li Yue's help, Zhao Li is even more powerful in the fantasy world, and he seizes almost all opportunities.

But those fellow disciples of the Haoran Sect were not so lucky. They threw away their helmets and armor in the fantasy world, and some disciples even died.

Three months, a full three months.

The disciples sent messages to the elders of the sect one after another to terminate this exploration.

After hearing this news, Zhao Li was very reluctant to give up, but now Haoranzong has the channel to communicate with the outside world in the fantasy world, if he doesn't go out, he might be trapped here.

If it fails to grow to the level of controlling the fantasy world, it will eventually become the loess inside.

Li Yue couldn't wait any longer.

For hundreds of years, he had no communication with the outside world, and he didn't know how far the Great Yan Kingdom had developed. Therefore, the two of them finally gathered together with the Haoranzong army and appeared at the gate of the fantasy world.

The Grand Elder of Haoran Sect looked at the disciples who had been inside for several months with a solemn expression, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The inheritance disciples with the best talents didn't get any benefits in it, instead they were disgraced, and some disciples were even damaged in it.

Now guarding one of the ruins, you can only look at it but not eat it. The taste of it is really too aggrieved.

After leaving the illusion world, the Great Elder asked his disciples, "Are you really gaining nothing in it?"

All the disciples lowered their heads one after another, looking lonely.

However, the grand disciple of the Haoran Sect cast a glance at Zhao Li, and said to the elder, "Junior Brother Zhao Li successfully broke through in the illusion world. I have seen him walk naturally in the mist in the illusion world. Maybe he has some unknown things. Harvest."

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned their attention to Zhao Li, and Zhao Li glanced at the big disciple of inheritance, and couldn't help sighing that this guy is not a good person.

I have gained, and it is an unexpected benefit.

But if it is exposed, these things will bring disaster to himself, and even the entire Haoranzong.

Fortunately, before leaving, he had already thought of this possibility, embedded the storage ring into the flesh and blood, and concealed his breath, otherwise he would really be unable to withstand the search.

Sure enough, the Great Elder quietly approached and searched Zhao Li up and down.

And Zhao Li also opened his mouth and said: "It's just that I grew up in the wilderness since I was a child, and I know the laws of these mist. Zhao Li has grown from a poor boy to this step, thanks to the cultivation of the Haoran Sect. Door, tell the truth."