I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

Yingzhao finally agreed to Fuyao's request.

"Forget it, for the sake of old friends." It sighed, walked in front of Fuyao, and solemnly warned: "Just, you have to think clearly, time cannot be turned back, and if you regret it afterwards, there is no turning back. "

Fuyao didn't even think about it: "Thank you senior for helping me, I've figured it out."

Yingzhao snorted, said nothing more, and led Fuyao away from Pantaoyuan.

It was originally a divine beast raised by nature, and it could come and go freely in the fairy world. If it wasn't for Bai Ze's hobby of touring various circles, he might not have to stay here.

In order to facilitate activities, Yingzhao finds himself a job in Xianting as a guardian animal.Talk about a Patronus, but there's really not much use for it - who else can break into the fairy world?

Also because of the convenience of the rank, Yingzhao can use the pretext of patrolling, and it is unimpeded in the 33rd heaven.It is as easy as pie to find a place to retreat for Fuyao in the vast and boundless Upper Immortal Realm.

The process of forcibly breaking the bloodline restriction was very bloody and brutal. Fang Qinghong watched it several times, and couldn't help covering his eyes.

But thinking that Fuyao did all this for himself, at least he should face up to reality, take what happened to the other party into his eyes, and keep it in his heart.

At this time, Fuyao had been forced to transform into a prototype, and his whole body was bloody and bloody, rolling in the billowing flames.He doesn't whine often, only grunting twice when the pain is severe.

Even Yingzhao looked away, couldn't bear to look any further, and sighed bitterly: "Why is this so, he might not even know you."

Fang Qinghong felt a suffocation in his chest, a dull pain.

Fuyao couldn't answer it, when his consciousness was fuzzy, he thought of Fang Qinghong.

When he first came out of the secret realm, the man was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, and he was nervous and excited uncontrollably.He tried his best to suppress it, not to show too weird expression on his face, so as not to be rude.

After thinking about meeting, what should be the first sentence?Is it a simple hello, or a long time no see?

Then again, how should he find Fang Qinghong?

Fuyao doesn't like the realm of self-cultivation, and has no interest in the mundane world where mortals live. For the Feng clan who were exterminated by immortals in ancient times, as their descendants, the blood flowing in the body of the human race carries original sin.

It was something that would teach him to think of the unpleasant past when he saw it.

But it's different now.

At least, he is willing to look at the whole group from a different angle and mentality, and try not to blame the innocent.

He tried to set foot on the place where the monks gathered, but before he could finish the draft, he heard overwhelming news about the Peach Blossom Sword.

People were talking about him, some were envious, some were jealous, some were admiring, talking about his upcoming marriage with Liu Menghan, the young master of the Kunlun Palace.

The number one beauty in the world, the peerless beauty, the peerless talent, and the leader of the Devil-seeking Alliance all moved her feet.He didn't seem to hear the dissuasion from Dian Zhi, and went straight to the Kunlun Palace.

What outsiders say is not important, he just wants to know what Fang Qinghong himself thinks.

Next, there was the scene of the bedroom.

The last layer of seal was forcibly released, and the sky fire of punishment suddenly flourished.

Fang Qinghong subconsciously ran into the flames, but his ethereal soul directly passed through the flames.He also woke up because of this, this is just a memory, the past that has happened, he has no ability to change the past.

Fuyao in the flames was still dying, and the churning obsession in his heart became his last support.

Regret that we did not meet again, regret that I did not say a good word, if, if——

I really want to...

I really want to see him again.

I really want to reflect me in his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Fang Qinghong felt that the time was so long that the flames were finally extinguished.

Yingzhao came over, picked up the comatose Fuyao, and carried him on his back, erasing the traces of their existence here, then soaked in the Tianchi Lake and fed the immortal medicine, and finally Fuyao regained consciousness.

After waking up, Fuyao soaked in the pool, and the first thing he did was to rely on the boiling blood in his body to break through in one fell swoop and break through to the Daluojinxianguo position.

In such a vast territory of the Immortal World, there are only a few Da Luo Jinxians, and there is only one strong person in the Immortal King Realm, the current owner of the Immortal Court.

Therefore, such a major event as the birth of the Daluo Golden Immortal cannot be hidden from people. Soon, some immortals will follow the aura to find it.

Yingzhao followed Fuyao and rushed to the next target, Liudao Samsara Platform.

Ten years later.

The eyelids of the young man lying on the ground trembled, his drooping lash feathers fluttered like butterfly wings, flapped a few times quickly, and opened, revealing a pair of black and clear pupils.

He sat up, dazed.

came back.

This feeling is like a lifetime away. Is it also the feeling of the great dream that the ancestors talked about?

"You are awake." Nuwa's voice echoed in the hall.

Fang Qinghong raised his head, "Is this the gift you gave me?"

Nuwa: "No, it is the seeds of the world that are responding to you, and it is your inner desire that is fulfilling you."

Fang Qinghong lowered his head, and finally noticed the difference in his body, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak: "This...so?!"

He has recovered to the peak of Mahayana? !

Nuwa: "That's right, this is a small gift from me to you." After speaking, the huge standing stone statue began to emit golden light spots.

Fang Qinghong immediately stood up and stepped forward: "God!"

Nüwa: "Using the power of my soul, I poured the power of my dying vow into your body."

Fang Qinghong said anxiously: "But if this is the case... I remember you said that you maintain your will with the power of your will. If you lose your power of will, you won't!"

There are more and more light spots escaping, like fireflies all over the sky.The edges of the stone statue also began to gradually melt.

Nuwa's tone was still calm, she had been waiting for this day for a long time. "A wisp of remnant soul has also reached the end. The cycle of yin and yang, the cycle of all things, but that's it."

Fang Qinghong's eyes were sore, he was witnessing the departure of the old people one by one.This is the past, in the future, there will be no past.

"Let's go to Yaochi." Nuwa lowered her eyes and watched him quietly.

"The sacrificial ceremony needs someone to take care of the aftermath. The Queen Mother of the West, who is in charge of this position, was the last to jump into the chaos formation. Maybe she has some clues about the mastermind behind the scenes."

"That is to say, there are still immortals left in the Heavenly Court now?" Fang Qinghong asked.

"Yes." After Nuwa finished speaking, the stone statue melted away.

A piece of sparkling jade fell into Fang Qinghong's hands.He took a closer look and saw that it was a pendant on the chest of the statue of Nuwa, which was the size of a palm.

"This is the Sky-Bending Stone, you came for it, and now I give it to you." The female voice became much weaker, and came from inside the Sky-Bending Stone.

Fang Qinghong's pupils shrank, he subconsciously gathered his fingers, and held them firmly.

So, is the Sky-Bending Stone storing the wish power and sustaining Nuwa's thoughts? !

"The highest goodness is like water. Water benefits all things without fighting for it. It deals with the evils of all people. Therefore, it is more than Tao.*"

After the voice fell, Nuwa's divine sense completely disappeared.Fang Qinghong called several times, but there was no response.

In the empty temple, he was really the only one left.

Fang Qinghong had mixed feelings, until now, he had a more personal understanding of these words.

This statement is to say that the truly great meritorious person in the world is like this water in doing things, going to places that people don't want to go, and doing things that people don't want to do.

Just like this water, it moistens things silently, bringing vitality, peace and hope to people.After completing the mission, he retired.

They don't want people's praises, don't leave too deep tracks in the hearts of creatures, and hope that all things can germinate and grow freely at their own pace.

Often even the reason why he can enjoy such treatment may not be clear.

All things are natural according to their own spirituality.

Hypocrites use honeyed words, lure people with small profits, pretend to be saviors and advocates, and drive others for their own use. This is a realistic way of self-interest.

The true and good people take personal actions to help the world with great righteousness, and often use a simple heart and a simple appearance to help all souls in the same boat. This is an ideal altruistic state.

He took a deep breath, turned and walked out of the temple.The moment he stepped out of the temple, the whole building collapsed.

Fang Qinghong just got out of the space-time tunnel, and before he had time to see what was going on around him, he saw dark clouds gathering in the sky, thunder and lightning, rumbling to remind him that it was time to cross the tribulation.

Fang Qinghong: ...

Immediately afterwards, a huge electric arc flooded his position.

This time the thunder tribulation was exceptionally long, and it lasted almost two hours before ushering in the final psychological barrier.

The level of Mahayana promotion this time, the illusion that appears is particularly different.

Fang Qinghong saw a dilapidated world, with mountains toppled over, thousands of miles of bare ground, dried up vegetation, corpses strewn everywhere.Humans, birds and beasts, not one is spared.

And above the sky, there are several astonishingly huge black holes, they are slowly rotating, dismembering the broken world, and swallowing it.

When it is devoured, the world will truly perish.

"Fang Qinghong." The female voice said.

The young man turned around abruptly, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Master Daoyan?!"

It's just that Dao Yan looks a little wrong now, the original white clothes are dyed blood red, and his face has become ferocious like a ghost.

"Fang Qinghong." The male voice said.

He turned sideways, three feet away in the void, stood another blood-red figure. "His Royal Highness Jiao Wang?"

Similarly, the black dragon king Aosu also turned into a ghost.

"Tao tire."

This time it was Nuwa.

"Fang Qinghong."

The young man was shocked and turned around immediately.In the place that was originally empty, Fuyao with blood-red eyes was standing.

Fang Qinghong sighed secretly, it's a pity, Brother Yao's pupils are so pretty, they just disappeared.

"Why didn't you do it?" The man flew over and grabbed Fang Qinghong's neck, "I risked my life to save you, how many people place their hopes on you!"

At the same time, Dao Yan, Black Jiao King, and Nu Wa also approached slowly, and surrounded Fang Qinghong.

Nüwa: "Man-made disasters come to the world, the souls of the undead die, and the Taoist fetus, you, is defeated."

Behind them, there are wraiths that can't be seen at a glance, waving sharp claws and fangs, their eyes are fierce.

"Give my life back."

"Give my life back!"

Weeping blood, wishing he could take his life.

Fang Qinghong couldn't breathe well, the moment 'Fuyao' grabbed his neck, a force invaded his body and attacked his altar.

Yes, what should I do if it fails?

He can't afford to lose at all, after all, the price of losing is that so many people pay with their lives.

What should I do if I live up to expectations?

"It's better to let you die in my hands at this moment than to make you a disaster for the world!"

The man's words woke Fang Qinghong up.

Grasping the wrist of 'Fuyao' with his backhand, the young man said in a deep voice, "Don't defile them again, demon, get out!"

The chaotic group in the dantian began to expand, and immediately, hundreds of sword qi overflowed from Fang Qinghong's body and shot in all directions.

"My heart is unbreakable, my thoughts are unshakable, the world is in a hurry, and this life is free and easy—"

Fang Qinghong grabbed the black air ball overflowing from 'Fuyao' body, and was directly burned to ashes by the real fire ignited in his hand.

"What I want to do, no one can stop me."

outside world.

The thunder and lightning died down, the dark clouds dispersed, and it was a beautiful day with blue skies thousands of miles away.

Fang Qinghong crawled out from the collapsed rubble, and just took a few breaths while holding his knees, when he heard footsteps.

"It's ok, I just built the house not long ago, and you demolished it again." Gu Peiyuan crossed her arms and tilted her head with a half-smile: "Junior Brother Fang, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Fang Qinghong raised his head, saw two figures beside her, and blinked: "Brother Jiang, Brother Chunyu??"

Young Master Pian Pianjia, who was dressed in white clothes and snow-covered, nodded with a smile, "I haven't seen you in ten years, it seems that Brother Fang is doing well."