The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

This sword surpassed the sword of the world at that time, the sword of dust, but it did not surpass Wen Ling's last sword of this life, the sword of dust.

It's not that women can't, it's that this world has been transformed by Enron...

After the woman slashed her sword towards the entire upper world, she did not stop. She then dispersed the pure dust of the world, using the sky as a pen and the earth as a disk, carving out a peerless illusory formation, harvesting all living beings without distinction.

"The good guys will die in the second thousand-year bloody battle, and those who survived will no longer need to live..."

After she finished speaking, a terrifying struggle broke out in the direction of the Astrology Palace and Hewang Pavilion, but it did not last long.

"Everyone will have to experience the pain of my goodness. Even a thousand times will not be enough to repay your sins." The woman said the most angry words, but she could not feel any emotion.

She slowly closed her eyes and stood quietly for a long time before finally flying to the mountain that belonged to the Supreme Good.

"Sister Qin! Come back!"

"Senior Sister Qin, how do you draw this illusion array? Why do I always draw it wrong?"

"My A-Yuan has finally become a senior sister."

"Xiao Yuanyuan, stop pretending and come drink with your second senior brother!"

"Good man! Look! The pink fox tail is blooming!"

"Big Beaker! Wear some clothes!"

"What! Junior sister is back! Wife, hide yourself quickly, don't let her see your body!"

……

The woman came to the foot of the mountain and slowly climbed to the top step by step. Her old friends and friends reappeared in front of her, but... they were just bubble-like phantoms.

It’s time to cry…

It should be sad...

But she still didn't have any emotions, only countless light spots integrated into her body.

The woman finally reached the top of the mountain. The towering sect had turned into ruins. She just stretched her hand slightly and restored it to its original appearance.

But it makes no sense…

This is now a sect of one person...

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Nan Xin lost her voice when she looked at the picture-in-picture on the tombstone. She watched the woman build tombstones for everyone alone, planting a sea of ​​white jasmine flowers that would never wither, symbolizing the purity and purity of the people.

She danced in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers. It turned out that the music that affected the soul was to summon souls, but after dancing for 3000 years, not a single soul came back.

The painting within the painting completely disappeared, and when Nan Xin recovered, the woman had already walked to the next tomb. It was Senior Sister Su Cheng...

In this way, Nan Xin followed the woman throughout the cemetery. Her dislike for her had completely disappeared, and she even felt a little distressed?

After walking through the last tomb, the woman returned to the sea of ​​flowers, but instead of dancing again, she withered in it.

"!!!"

"What are you doing! Get up! I risked my life to save you, why don't you die!"

Nan Xin was deeply affected and subconsciously regarded her as his apprentice.

But then he suddenly froze...

[Yantian steals life and refines falsehood into reality! 】

[Your Shi Nanxin...will be watching you from a certain corner...watching you ascend to the ancestral realm that no one has touched! 】

The words he said in the painting emerged in his mind, and Nan Xin suddenly understood it all:

"It turned out that I was watching you from a corner, and that's what I was talking about! I finally made the falsehood come true!"

He laughed, and all the resistance that affected him disappeared. Nan Xin slowly walked to the woman and picked her up from the ground.

"My good disciple, stop summoning souls and go change history!"

The gears of fate turned and everything returned to the starting point. Nan Xin also returned to the upper world and began to save herself and her apprentice.

After not knowing how many reincarnations he had gone through, Nan Xin collapsed: "Why! Why do you keep failing! Which step was wrong! Why can't I figure it out!"

He pinched his fingerprints and even forcibly rescued the people of Shangshan many times, but without exception, they all perished in the battle of King He.

"I have already refined the false into the real, why am I still not the opponent of King He! Can this old guy's blasphemy of the statue be destroyed by my own body?"

Nan Xin was in trouble, and her spirit was numb again and again. She even wanted to kill Qin Yuan directly to end it all!

Can……

"Master Nan, look what this is!" The young girl with her face faded looked at him and gently shook the longevity lock in her hand: "Give it to you!"

Reincarnation was too boring, so I chatted with her to relieve my boredom. I accidentally said that when I was a child, I was particularly envious of other people's children having longevity locks...

"Pfft..." Nan Xin smiled, raised his hand and pinched her cheek hard: "Can you give me the longevity lock? It's treasonous."

"It hurts, it hurts... Didn't you say that you don't live in the secular world and that you can live with no rules and restrictions? Now... well, master, don't break your teeth! I won't say it anymore!"

Nan Xin took the longevity lock, took Qin Yuan into her arms, put her chin on the top of her head, and put her hand through her robe to touch her death door.

"Master Nan!"

"Get some sleep." He said softly, and the power of deception entered along the door of death, arousing Qin Yuan's thoughts.

She still doesn't have any defense against herself...

"Nan...Master..." Qin Yuan muttered in confusion, completely losing consciousness.

"I seem to...know why I died for you." Nan Xin held her like this, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, and for the first time in her history, she showed her true feelings to someone other than her parents.

There is a mountain in Shengjing, which traps everything that is most real about me. I steal my life from the sky and refine the false into the true. Thousands of years are just the same day and night to me.

Autumn passed and winter passed, and spring came and summer came. I thought I would be relieved until this longevity lock...

Nan Xin's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged the person in her arms tightly: "Go on... let's get out of reincarnation together!"

The numb spirit came back to life. Although the ending was the same, he never gave up until something changed in the past!

"Why are there so many words about death!" Nan Xin looked at Qin Yuan in the upper world who had just been accepted as a disciple by Wen Ling. This was something she had never seen before in countless reincarnations!

and…

The good disciple in this life is stronger than any other!

"Where did this change come from?"

Nan Xin looked at Qin Yuan in confusion as he swallowed the River of Chaotic Sky. This was something that had never happened before!

How about this time...

He suddenly remembered that she withered again and again before revising history...

The end of man... This is the last chance for the good disciple!She is risking her life to change history!

If it fails...

No!There's no way I'm going to let her fail!

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"Huh? Nan Xin? Big liar?" Ming Ji pushed Nan Xin's shoulder, and the man finally came to his senses.

"What are you thinking about? Are you so lost in thought? What do you mean by the future? What new things did you take advantage of?"

"Huh? It's nothing." Nan Xin didn't say anything, with a trademark fake smile on her face: "Tell me about what's going on over there?"

"It's mysterious..." Ming Ji curled her lips and said reluctantly: "As always, that big bastard Shangshan is still stuck in the cracks of the rocks, how about I blast him out?"

"No, just wait. Wait until he comes out on his own. If there are red lines on his shell..."

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Nan Xin's mouth, and she gestured to her neck with her hand...