Three Realms, Two Lives, One Separation

The spirit grass is still floating on the fairy boat at this moment, facing the East China Sea, triggering a series of fantasies.

I don't know, the inconspicuous scene in the East China Sea at this time is about to change the situation in the East China Sea.

Lang Che looked at Bai Han, and said to him: "My grandpa doesn't like you, and you know it. Grandpa is gone now. I don't want you to bother him in the end. I'll go back by myself this time."

Bai Han looked at Langcha, and a feeling of uneasiness hit his heart. He felt that this incident would cast a shadow over the unbreakable relationship between him and Langcha.

Bai Han suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said to Lang Che: "Okay, come back soon, I'll wait for you"

Bai Han's words were extremely inappropriate, but Lang Che turned around as if he didn't hear it, and the wind picked up his skirt.

Lang Cha left very freely, Bai Han looked at Lang Cha's back, unable to move his eyes for a long time.

This long journey made Lang Che feel very tired.

His face was ashen, as if he was indifferent to everything.

Lang's servants did not stop him.

Lang Che once begged his grandfather to open the door, and wrote spiritual letters to his family for many years, but there was no reply. Now the door of the Lang family has been opened for him, but it is too late.

Lang Family, among the Eighteen Caves of Weishui, Lang Che stood outside the mourning hall. In the deserted mourning hall, there was not even a night watchman.

Lang Sheng held on to the door frame, his hands firmly clasped on the door panel.

It seemed that something was about to fall out of the eyes, but in a blink of an eye, the moisture inside dissipated completely.

"Lang Che, don't cry, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Lang Che said to himself, he pushed open the door of the mourning hall and stepped in firmly.

Looking at the old man in the coffin, Lang Ke knelt down, stretched out his hand, and looked towards the grandfather's Lingfu, and there was no trace of spiritual energy in it.

The Lingfu was like a dilapidated wall, without the support of spiritual power, it collapsed after being touched by Lang Che like this.

Lang Sheng heard the sound of organs breaking in Grandpa's body for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to test again, this time he couldn't even feel the Lingfu.

The tears in Lang Che's eyes fell silently. He had thought a lot along the way.

"Grandpa, I wish you lied to me. It's like dealing with unfilial children and grandchildren. I am disobedient and unfilial. You came back to play a scene to lie to me. Grandpa, use the pen holder in your hand to beat me hard!" , just like when I was a child"

Lang Che chattered, he closed his eyes, with tears in his eyes, he looked at his grandpa lying in the coffin, the grandpa who could never talk to him again, the grandpa who closed his eyes forever.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I'm back, I'm late"

Lang Che remembered that when it snowed that year, when he broke up with his grandfather, his grandfather lay on the bed and looked at him like this. He looked at his old grandfather's eyes and his irreparable lips. .

Even though he knew that he was sorry for his grandfather by leaving the Lang family, he still resolutely left with Bai Han.

At that time, he also had a premonition, and was also afraid several times. The snow outside the room that day, and the indifference of his grandfather who was so sad that he could not recover, were the last time he and his grandfather were together.

At that time Lang Che looked at both the snow outside the house and Bai Han outside the house.

He remembered very clearly that when Bai Han handed him the saber, Lang Che didn't speak, but just turned around and left Lang's house, Bai Han followed him and left Weishui Lang's house with him.

Since then, we will live and die together.

Now, in the Eastern Sea Region, who doesn't know Bai Han in Cangxue City, and who doesn't know Bai Han's first conspirator, Immortal General Lang Che.

Fame is earned through fighting, and his status and identity are all earned by him walking along with Bai Han. He has come along that road full of thorns and blood.

Now he's back where he started.

Now Lang Che still remembers that when he was a child, when he watched his grandfather teach him to add color to the faded murals, his grandfather hung his wrist to paint, and the power of the brush was three points into a stone, which was no less than a superb handwriting.

When I was a child, I followed my grandfather seriously.

"This man has created a set of sword techniques, the Three Blades of Desperation,

It has been hundreds of years since I moved the world of cultivating immortals back then, Sanghai Sangtian, I thought that his swordsmanship and mentality had already disappeared with the years, but I didn't want to. When I was young, I was at your age. A young man, by some kind of coincidence, got the heart of this set of saber techniques, and came to the Eighteen Caves of the Weishui River to study and learn the saber techniques. No shortage of legends and opportunities"

While sighing, Lang Yu seriously colored this person.

One stroke at a time, his set of Three Deadly Blades is engraved in the painting, and the murals without the mantra of the heart method will always be art.

Looking at these lifelike murals, Lang Che can vaguely see that the ones engraved on the murals are the most beautiful time of these immortal cultivators. Just like a spectator, watching the generation after generation of talents on the road of cultivating immortals, such a Lang family may never be silent and lonely, but it seems that there has never been a generation after generation.

Lang Che sighed, and lowered his small head: "Grandpa, I am at the age of youth and frivolity, and I will be raised by you to make me old-fashioned."

Lang Che pursed his lips and almost burst into tears. What he wanted to say was that he didn't want to be trapped by these murals, he wanted to do the happiest things at his best age.

Lang Sheng looked at his grandfather and said seriously: "Grandpa, I think, like my elder brother that day, one day he will gallop around the world of cultivating immortals and command all realms."

Before Lang Sheng finished speaking, he was hit by his grandfather's fairy paintbrush. Lang Sheng looked at his grandfather in fear, knowing that his grandfather was angry again.

"Lang Che, Grandpa told you that there is never a shortage of ambitious people in the world of cultivating immortals, those who are the pride of heaven, but how many people can really command the immortals? How many people will have a good end, because time is the grave of heroes, who can guarantee that they will not fall?"

"Lang Che, the names in this world sound nice, and they are all established with blood. Grandpa doesn't want to hear that one day you use your own blood to fulfill other people's names."

"Grandpa" Lang Sheng looked at Grandpa and shouted.

Then he lowered his head with a sad expression, and he replied obediently: "I see."

Lang Che once stood in front of Grandpa, he tremblingly said

"Grandpa, I know"

Lang Che said this sentence, but no one answered him.

Watching the last ray of soul gradually dissipate into the grandpa between heaven and earth, Lang Che stood in the mourning hall and said stubbornly: "Grandpa, I know you don't like me getting involved in fighting, but you brought Bai Han back to Lang's house, you It is said that he is the son of a friend with a miserable life experience and was hunted down by the enemy, but this son is extraordinary and will become a great weapon"

"Bai Han, when he got there, he asked me if I could go. There was a voice telling me that this is the last chance. Follow Bai Han, thousands of miles of rivers, cultivation of immortals all over the world, and blood splashing on this body. Only this life is worth living "

"Grandpa, I don't want to be the person in the painting, I want to be the person in the painting"

Lang Che cried blood, he looked at the grandfather inside the coffin, and shouted out the most unwilling voice buried in his heart.

The next day, a major event happened in the East Sea area. Lang Che announced to the outside world that he would independently take over Weishui Lang's family, and rejected Bai Han's inquiry and anger, declaring independence.

At this point, Bai Han's number one immortal general, Lang Che, announced a complete break with Bai Han, and took away his subordinates from Cangxue City, established the Lang Family Sect, and became a force of its own.

Lang Che and Bai Han became more and more antagonistic, privately, all major forces sent people to test Lang Che.

While expanding its forces, Lang Che strengthened the city defenses in the Wei River area.

The moment the Cangxue flag on the Weishui area was completely torn off, everyone knew that this was a signal, and no one knew where this signal would lead the situation in the East China Sea.