Cannon fodder Qin Daddy is cultivating immortality [Sword Three]

Chapter 60 Breaking the End of the World (3)

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

There was a constant sound like glass breaking.

Cracks began to appear one after another in this mustard space, and then began to shatter like a broken mirror.

The fragments of the space fell off in large pieces, just like fragments of a mirror.

Jian Po looked up at these space fragments that kept falling off, with tenderness in his eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was remembering something.

Bai Yanshu also followed Jian Po's gaze to look at the space fragments that kept falling off in the air.

Those space fragments glowed with white light, like a mirror.

Each fragment is interwoven with different images.

But they all have a common feature, that is, in these pictures, there will always be a young man in blue and white clothes with a branch like a peach blossom pinned in his hair crown.

Bai Yanshu stretched out his right hand, and the fingertips as white as jade touched a piece of falling debris.

The faintly white fragments bloomed with dazzling brilliance at Bai Yanshu's fingertips, and then wrapped Bai Yanshu in it.

……

"Except for the three layers of snow on your body, who in the world can wear white clothes..."

"Hey, I said Shangwu, are you listening to me?"

A familiar and exasperated voice suddenly sounded in Bai Yanshu's ear.

Someone came up to him, spraying warm breath on his face.

"Long song."

Bai Yanshu heard his own voice, to be precise, it should be the voice of his previous life - Shangwu.

Cold and deep, magnetic voice without a trace of emotion.

'Long song...

Bai Yanshu closed his eyes, opened his thin lips slightly, and repeated the name.

When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to be integrated with himself in the fragments.

What caught the eye was an indistinguishable face, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes full of annoyance, and the shadow of Ye Jiuge could be vaguely seen between the brows and eyes.

The young man named Chang Ge pursed his lips, the expression on his face was clearly unhappy.

The whole person exudes an aura that I am very unhappy, come and coax me quickly.

"Can you calm down a bit?"

Hearing Shangwu's words, Changge was obviously taken aback, stood up straight, crossed his hips, and said angrily, "You actually said that to me!"

"I'm complimenting you on how good-looking you are!"

"Not only did you not respond at all! You still despise me?!"

He stomped his feet in a singing manner, and the long hair tied behind his head swayed slightly with his movements.

"You talk too much."

Shangwu added another sentence, which completely angered Changge.

I saw Changge pull out the Fuyun sword from the Fenglei Yaoqin sword behind his backhand, and stepped on the small case in front of Shangwu, pointing the tip of the sword at Shangwu.

"I have to teach you a lesson today, you who can't speak!"

Unmoved, Shangwu stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and together, he clamped the blade of Fuyun Sword.

"Competition of swordsmanship, you have never defeated me."

After saying this sentence, Shang Wu paused for a moment, and then added another sentence.

"If you make trouble again, leave Tianji Peak for me."

Changge's eyes widened in astonishment, with an expression of disbelief.

"you you you!"

"How can you be like this?!"

Changge loosened his hand holding Fuyunjian, jumped back, pointed at Shangwu and shouted loudly: "You backtracked!"

"You said you would help me! And this matter is related to the future of your Tianyuan Great World! As the strongest man in the Tianyuan Great World, how can you let it go!"

"You are also the suzerain of the Promise Immortal Sect, who is the leader of the orthodox path. Isn't it your responsibility to maintain the stability of the world!"

Chang Ge was like pouring beans, crackling and talking non-stop.

Shangwu completely ignored Changge, lowered his head and took care of his own affairs.

"Shangwu! You are too much!"

"I……"

Before he finished speaking, Changge suddenly fell down clutching his chest.

"Ouch! My chest hurts so much, my wound seems to have recurred again..."

"It hurts! It hurts!"

Changge clutched his chest and wailed on the ground for a while, but Shang Wu didn't respond, so he sneaked a look at Shang Wu, and found that he was still doing his own thing, so he howled even louder.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Shangwu, you heartless man, you are still not responsible for hurting me, and now you want to drive me away..."

While wailing, Changge clutched his chest and rolled on the ground.

"Whoa, whoa..."

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Shangwu: "..."

"I remember... I seem to have just drawn a bloodstain on your face." Shang Wu looked at Chang Ge who was rolling on the ground, and said coldly.

Changge: "..."

"I have an internal injury!"

Changge retorted confidently: "You just hurt me! Don't try to renege!"

"Hey...why is my life so hard! I almost fell to my death when I was kicked off by my little ancestor, but I was beaten up right after I landed..."

"God! Earth! Why are you doing this to me!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Shangwu: "..."

The veins on Shangwu's forehead twitched, and the fingers holding the Fuyunjian blade couldn't help trembling slightly, and then he flipped his wrist, and the Fuyunjian flew directly to Changge who was still rolling on the ground.

"!!!"

Changge didn't continue pretending anymore, a donkey rolled and jumped up from the ground, then held the handle of the Floating Cloud Sword that flew over, and with a slight turn of the body, reinserted the Floating Cloud Sword into the Fenglei Yaoqin Sword.

"Are you trying to kill me?!"

Changge put his hands on his hips, his face was full of anger, and his eyes almost burst into flames!

Shangwu glanced at Changge, then lowered his head again, and went about his own business.

"You are a fairy, you can't die."

Hearing this, Changge trembled with anger.

You really want to kill me!

He angrily walked in front of Shangwu, and patted the small case in front of Shangwu vigorously with both hands.Then put his hands on the small case, looked down at Shangwu who was kneeling, and said: "Who told you that the immortals will not die?!"

Shangwu put down the pen in his hand and looked up at Changge.

"Your immortal clan was born in the law and lived the same life as the heaven and the earth. How could you die?"

Changge resisted his urge to curse, took a deep breath, and kept reassuring himself not to be as knowledgeable as this ignorant mortal from the lower world.

'I am not angry……'

'I am not angry……'

"I'm a majestic celestial being... how can I compare myself to this kind of mortal in the lower realm..."

"Hold!"

Changge couldn't hold back in the end, and slammed his forehead on Shangwu's forehead hard.

"You humans will always be so self-righteous!"

"Who told you that the fairy race will not die?!"

"We immortals will also suffer, be injured, and die, okay?"

"Your human race has reincarnation, you can be resurrected, you can have reincarnation, there is no real death! But our fairy race does not!"

"Once we immortals die, we are really dead! We will disappear from this world forever and ever!"

After roaring these words towards Shangwu, Changge patted his clothes, turned around and walked out angrily, regardless of Shangwu's reaction behind him.

Changge's long hair, which was tied into a ponytail by a hair crown, gently swept across Shangwu's nose because of his turning around.

Shangwu watched Changge's leaving back, watching his ponytail dangling behind him.

Then, Changge's back disappeared from Shangwu's sight.

Shangwu slowly closed his eyes...

The surrounding scene began to become blurred and faded away.

Bai Yanshu opened his eyes, and he returned to that mustard space.

The mustard space is still shattering, and countless space fragments that look like mirror fragments are falling from the sky.

The piece of space debris glowing with white light touched by the fingertips has disappeared.Bai Yanshu raised his head and looked at the other fragments that were still falling from the sky.

"These are your memories."

Jian Po came to Bai Yanshu's side at some point, and reached out to catch a piece of falling memory fragments.

"More than 500 years ago, you tore your own soul and fused the soul with all your memories with the Potian sword soul separated from the Frost Snow Sword, and I was born."

"I have been guarding this place for more than 500 years, and I have been waiting for you."

Jian Po handed the memory fragment in his hand to Bai Yanshu, and then looked at the other memory fragments floating in the air, with tenderness in his eyes.

"It's all him here."

"It's all about you... the memory you want to keep even if you tear your soul apart."

Bai Yanshu took the fragment of memory that Jian Po handed over.

Sure enough, Changge's figure was seen again in the fragments glowing with white light.

Bai Yanshu held the memory fragment and slowly closed his eyes.

When Bai Yanshu closed his eyes, the fragment in his hand suddenly shattered and turned into white light spots, which gradually melted into Bai Yanshu's body.

……

Tianji Peak is still the same Tianji Peak, unchanged.

The branches of the dead tree swayed gently in the breeze blowing past.

Shangwu raised his head, looked at Changge who was sitting on the branch of the dead tree and dangling his feet, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Changge swayed his feet, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and his face was filled with a joyful smile.

"Looking at the world."

After finishing speaking, Changge leaned his body back slightly, put his hands on the branches of the dead tree sitting under him, and looked up at the dense branches and leaves of the dead tree.

"This kind of leisurely life reminds me of the days in the reincarnation tree when I was a child."

"At that time, I was also alone...sitting on the reincarnation tree like this, looking at the fairy world."

"Occasionally, there will be immortals or human races passing by where they can be seen on the reincarnation tree. I sit on the reincarnation tree and watch them fly through the air."

Changge patted the seat beside him with his hands, and said, "Shangwu, come up and sit."

Shangwu hesitated for a moment, then lightly jumped to Changge's side.

Changge moved his body to the side to make room for Shangwu.

With a wave of Shangwu's robe, he sat beside Changge.

He stepped on the tree trunk with one knee bent, put his elbow on the bent knee, and said, "Have you always been alone?"

Changge turned his head and glanced at Shang Wu who was sitting beside him, then raised his head and closed his eyes as if he was remembering something.

"Yup……"

"I don't know how I was born... and I don't have any memories of my childhood."

"From as long as I can remember, I have been sitting alone on the reincarnation tree, guarding the reincarnation tree."

"The thing I look forward to most every day is to see the figures of immortals or human races passing by the reincarnation tree."

Shangwu turned his head, looked at Changge and said, "In that case, why don't you go find other immortals?"

Changge suddenly laughed when he heard the words, but there seemed to be bitterness in this smile.

"I can't help it, I'm a freak..."

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