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

"Wake up..."

"..."

"Get up..."

"..."

"It's time to code..."

Qin Yuan slowly opened her eyes at the familiar call, and she returned to the small rental house again.

"Finally woke up?" The girl in front of the computer looked at her, her face seemed to be fogged, and it was not clear no matter how hard she looked.

"Is this the ultimate you want?"

Qin Yuan stared at her, and his thoughts gradually returned. He was fighting against King He. He was very strong, but he was overloaded and his body collapsed.

"How's it going outside?"

"Master wins..."

"That's good."

"But she's dead too."

"!!!"

"What did you say?" Qin Yuan wanted to stand up excitedly, but she seemed to have lost control and couldn't move.

"Wen Ling is dead, Nan Xin is dead, Yao Yun is disabled and is about to die, and most of the disciples of the Supreme Good are gone. Is this the ultimate you want?"

The girl stepped aside, and the computer screen she had blocked was revealed. The picture above showed the end of the world. The whole world collapsed. Yao Yun exploded with terrifying power. She was dismembered and transformed into a new world.

"How is that possible! Who would want such a damn thing!"

Qin Yuan struggled. The powerlessness in her heart made her unable to breathe. What else could she do? ! !

"Do you want to see the future?"

The girl ignored her emotional changes and moved the mouse with her hand. The world was rebuilt, and the perspective came to Shan Shanshan. The entire sect was shrouded in a low pressure called sadness.

She saw countless graves, saw the worthless tears of the living, and saw friends who were clearly in the sun but could not escape the haze.

Everyone has changed. No lively emotions can be seen on the noisy Xiang He's face anymore. She stayed at Wen Ling's mourning coldly for a few years before Dan Jie chased her away.

Senior sister Su Cheng planted a garden full of flowers. She was still as gentle as ever, but she never smiled again, as if her joy was buried deep under the soil along with the funeral.

The second senior brother Feng Liuzi quit the sect and wandered around with Baixuan.

When they were drunk and drunk, one called Xiao Yuanyuan and the other called Li Yang, saying that I really want to see you.

The third senior brother Pang Jin is considered the most normal person. He has taken on the important task of rebuilding the Supreme Good. His black hair has gained a lot of white strands due to the hard work.

When Qingqiu pulled it out for him, he would always say: It turned out that it was so difficult to be the leader of the sect. If I had known, I would have learned more from the master. If Junior Sister Yanwan was here, would she have done better than me...

Fourth senior sister Xia Yan seems to have become the busiest person in the sect. She is obsessed with alchemy. She no longer goes out except to collect medicine. She only practices two kinds of elixirs. One is forced to use beyond her own endurance to protect her body from collapse. One kind of elixir is... the resurrection of the dead!

She is spying on the taboos between life and death, and may one day be struck to death by divine punishment, but she doesn't care.

Fifth Senior Sister An Ran was still practicing everywhere as in the lower world. For some reason, she felt that the call of the world was getting stronger and stronger for her, until one day, she was dismembered by Tong Yaoyun in the land of birds and flowers, and merged into the world.

The team of the sixth senior brother Jiang Yu has grown, and there are two more people around him who need to atone for their sins. One is the black damask woman Kui Meng, and the other is the heroine Wei Yi. Both of them have no cultivation.

Because the injury was too severe at that time and affected the foundation, the reconstruction was too slow. After a hundred years, he died and turned into a ghost for Jiang Yu to drive.

"Sigh...Honey, you know I made a lot of money from the bloody battle, but why can't I be happy?"

The turn of spring and autumn has passed for thousands of years.

Many new emperors were born in the upper world. A bald monk named the Immortal Emperor was famous for killing King He, and then launched a third bloody battle against Shangshan.

After fighting for hundreds of years, it was not until Emperor Wan Zhen of the Fox clan died in battle that Fairy Mountain became history.

Hereafter, hereafter...

A disciple who first entered the Immortal Sect asked a question.

"Teacher, this disciple is confused. What kind of sect is Shangshan? The three bloody battles all revolved around it. And why did the first bloody battle last for a thousand years, the third for a hundred years, and only the second one? Less than a day?”

After hearing the disciple's question, the white fox sitting in the main seat recalled with a trace of memory in his eyes:

"Because it is too gorgeous, these people should not exist in the world. Although Emperor Wuding (Nan Xin) died the earliest, he was throughout the entire bloody battle. Without him, it would be very difficult for the Supreme Good to win."

"Emperor Qing Wu (Wen Ling) shouldn't need to say more. All you swordsmen know that the emperor's sword is bright and the last sword cut through the entire upper world."

"As for...this Emperor Qin...she is Wuding's apprentice. Her master's gender is unknown, her fighting power is unknown, she ascended twice, and in a bloody battle, she disabled the half-ancestor Zhu Wu Emperor (Prince He) for life, and destroyed the entire chaos." river."

"I know this!" A disciple raised his hand: "I came from the lower world. My family calls her the Blood Disaster Emperor. When she massacred the city, my ancestors were next door."

"I also know...but my family calls her the Wicked Emperor. Our ancestors said that our family does not build a treasure house and scatters the ashes directly into the sea after death, just because they are afraid that she will turn into a ghost and come back to visit."

"Uh... I think every aboriginal family in the upper world is like this, right?"

Bai Hu looked at the lively discussion among the disciples, smiled silently, and turned to look out the window.

Long-cherished wish or obsession?Can history be considered complete?

Spring has gone, the river is surging and it will never return, the moon rises and sets, the flowers bloom and wither, and now the autumn rain has come. Is the last stroke you made got what you wanted, is it not considered careless?

The picture on the screen ended here, and Qin Yuan stayed there in a daze.

In the end, the best thing became history, and everyone was equal to he. This was the ending she was best at writing, but it was not the ending she wanted.

"No! No! I don't want this!" She struggled forcefully, her unconscious body seemed to be able to move a little, and she stumbled towards the girl.

"You have a solution, right? You must have a solution! Tell me how to do it. The Supreme Being shouldn't be like this!"

"It's not that I have a way, it's that you have a way." The girl hugged her, and her blurry face gradually became clear, and it looked similar to hers.

The only difference is that she wears glasses and has deep dark circles under her eyes.

"You are the author, and the fate of "The Lost Immortal" should be controlled by you. Why should you leave it to the world to develop on its own, and let everything you cherish be lost in the torrent of history?"

The girl touched Qin Yuan's dantian, and the purple-gold light burned slowly. This was a power that she had never been able to control, and it was also the power that was easiest for her to control.

Its name is destiny!

"Go back, truly revise history, and create a perfect happy ending!"

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The scene in front of him changed. King He, who was recovering from his injuries, suddenly raised his head. The woman with long pale golden hair did not move, but she turned into a head full of black hair.

Then the corona behind him rose again, but this time it turned into purple gold!

Nan Xin's No. [-] Strange Fire Minister, who had deceived him countless times, was burning fiercely.

"My destiny is destiny, my destiny is fate!"