026 ending
"Impossible, impossible." Yang Zifan wanted to refuse his feelings for himself, but he felt that he was really inseparable. Standing in the air, he suddenly felt confused and helpless, and his secret smile was engraved in his heart like a sharp knife.
"Come on, throw yourself into my arms. You are my son." The old voice spread out in the air, full of ** force.
Yang Zifan looked at everything around him doubtfully, and he slowly drifted away to the eternal disaster like a walking corpse as if there was the warmth he wanted.
The emperor's armor was released from his body and turned into a touch of yellow light and flew to the direction of the fairyland. No one stopped him. Yang Zifan felt empty, and countless hatreds were only felt that his head was about to explode. He roared and turned into a blue meteor and hit the place of eternal disaster.
The eternal disaster began to tremble. He had been waiting long enough, and everything would be obtained at the moment he rushed into his arms. The fog on his body dispersed like a big mouth, in which the three hearts of black, red and white slowly fluttered.
Yang Zifan closed his eyes and was wrapped in blue light and put into his mouth.
The "rumbling" sky shook, and the eternal disaster shot a thousand miles of cyan light and rushed to the depths of the sea of stars. He quietly looked at his face, which was not sad or happy, and everything seemed to be planned.
"Finally, finally." The old voice laughed excitedly, and the fog gradually closed. The four lusters of black, red, white and blue on the eternal disaster instantly enveloped the whole fairyland.
All the immortals in the fairyland lost all their fairy power at that moment, just like mortals. They looked at the light like giant claws on the top of the sky in horror, and the vitality between heaven and earth turned into a neat and uniform place of eternal disaster.
"I created you. Come back, children." The old voice shocked the fairies and looked at each other, and the eternal disaster slowly tightened into their hearts under the package of four pillars of light.
"Eternity, reincarnation, this world, look at how I devour the world above, and the Tao is there." The huge sound echoed in the air, thinking that the tight place inside suddenly expanded.
All the people in the fairyland saw it thoroughly at this moment. An unknown boundary around the eternal disaster wrapped the whole fairyland. They were like living in the stomach of the eternal disaster. The mouth contained an indescribable power. When it opened, it was like a beast preparing to bite food, the fairy They are desperate. They are desperate to see the vision of the sky, just as they are afraid that they will be more desperate when they see the mouth that opens to the sky. Fortunately, they are at the back of the land of eternal disaster.
"Yang Zifan, Yang Zifan..." Somewhere in a pure white wrapped area, there is a voice constantly calling, and there is a cyan air mass in pure white.
The cyan air mass trembled and dispersed its luster, but Yang Zifan. He looked at the white palace he was in doubt and didn't understand where it was.
"Find your lotus heart, as long as you destroy his Taoist heart to the dark tattoo, and the masters can come back."
"Dragon, is that you?" Yang Zifan looked around, with only an extremely empty white space in his eyes.
"Let's go there, go there with your lotus heart, where the dark tattoo is located, that's his dead hole. It only takes a moment, and the owners can come back."
"Where can I find Lian Xin? He destroyed it, and..." Yang Zifan sighed and sat down slowly in the empty area.
"I found Lianxin for you, remember me, remember yourself, it will come back, forget hate, forget pain, everything will come back, as long as you believe, I'm gone, there is no time, promise me to save the masters." The dragon's voice trembled a little and seemed to be suffering extremely painful things.
"Dragon, Dragon..." Yang Zifan stood up nervously and looked around. There was no longer his voice in the empty white hall. The hall opened a crack, revealing the dark world outside. Yang Zifan ran straight to the gap, and his eyes suddenly opened up. He saw a huge mouth far away slowly. Opening his eyes, he turned around and there was no more white hall, but he reached out and found that he was a dragon.
Isn't it?
His heart suddenly twitched and squeezed his hand tightly. Long didn't know how to change his soul, and his mouth had suddenly bit into the sky.
The sky was originally invisible and metamorphic. Under the action of the mouth, it seemed to have a shape. From it, it was torn fiercely, and a dark space was exposed behind it.
"Come on, let me see your true face." The old voice continued to echo, and a light appeared in the black space caused by the tear in the sky, and a strange silver-white grid-like light appeared in the air.
Yang Zifan looked up at the huge mouth in the distance and everything in the sky. He didn't have time to think about the death of the dragon. He only had one thought in his mind: "Where is the black tattoo?"
The eternal disaster seemed to be more excited to see what appeared in the sky. The huge mouth lit up with a cyan luster, and the luster rose into a light man who stretched out his hands to grasp the sky and wanted to hold the whole sky in his arms.
At the chest of the light man, there was only a black pattern. Yang Zifan's heart moved and turned into a touch of blue light and bumped into the light man. This collision poured him a lot. With the dragon's body, he didn't know what kind of power he had improved to. He didn't think about anything or think about himself. I don't want to think about those hatreds. All that remains is to fulfill the dragon's last wish, and the blue flames ignited on my body, which was pure and warm.
The immortals in the fairyland saw them exclaiming, they were puzzled, and they were even confused.
The meteor accurately hit the light man, and the cyan light covered everyone's eyes. I only heard the old voice humming angrily: "It's you, I didn't expect you to die. What did you do in my body... Ah..."
At the same time, a huge silver beam of light was shot into the blue light from the torn place in the sky. A huge beast roar came, and a light curtain lit in the blue light blocked the silver light beam. A huge palm stretched out from the light curtain so that the last bit of strength could not touch the world.
"Ah." The roar was deafening.
The blue light dissipated, and a teenager in white and a teenager in ** were facing each other. The teenager in white was covered with blood, and the teenager's skin was close to the bones and thin as firewood.
"Are you the statue?" The young man in white asked.
** The teenager looked down at the immortals, waved his hand and cut through the sky, and the eastern foothills of the fairyland turned into nothingness. All the immortals fled in horror, but they had lost their fairy power, just like mortals.
"They are nothing without me." ** The teenager grinned and showed his neat white teeth: "You are the same."
"You have lost the opportunity to get the way of heaven." The young man in white laughed.
** The teenager spread out his hands and said, "Kill you, and I will have another chance after thousands of years."
The young man in white laughed and said, "What is time for you?"
** The teenager frowned and said, "It's boring."
The young man in white stretched out his hand and took out his sword. The red killing immortals were extremely dazzling. He asked, "The last question, why do you do everything you want to get the way of heaven?"
** The teenager put his hands on his chest and said, "Because I have no heart."
"Well."
Killing immortals raised and poured all the power into it. ** The teenager opened his hands, and the Taoist forces of the two formed a sticky area between the sword and his hands.
The young man in white knew that his strength could not defeat him. He was happy and sought the help of everyone. He called for everyone to hear his voice and release his innocent and upright side, so that his power would be endless.
"Ha." As soon as he gave up, the sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and the teenager quickly moved his fist, and every punch could break the bright red.
The momentum caused by the collision of Taoist forces set off a storm, and the speed of the two became faster and faster. In the end, they only saw two shadows colliding and separated in the sky.
The fairyland and the mortal world heard that voice in this time, the voice in the heart of the young man in white.
"Innocent, integrity, no distractions, I need your help."
Many people don't know what it is, and many people don't know where it comes from, but they are willing to show the most beautiful side of their bodies. They look up and let go of the unfamiliar voices from different places.
"Innocent and upright." Countless thoughts gathered huge forces through the mortal world and swept through the fairyland, and the fairies were surprised to see the power like a torrent of rivers rushing up to the sky.
The immortals also silently closed their eyes and let go of their hearts that had not been opened for a hundred years, a thousand years or even more, and a smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.
Yang Zifan felt this powerful mind. He waved his sword again, cut off everything of the ** teenager, and inserted it into his heart made of stone.
** The teenager moved forward with his hands. He looked at all this in disbelief, and his eyes were full of despair and muttered to himself, "Why, why... did I do something wrong... on that?" He looked up, and the torn area of the sky was gradually recovering.
"You're right. The way of heaven is in the heart, but this heart is the heart of tens of millions of people, not your own." The young man in white waved his sword vigorically, and the young man hung down his hand and turned into a stone carving and cracked, and the dust flew in the wind.
The body of the young man in white also turned into light particles at that moment, slowly fading from his feet. With such a powerful force, how can his body stand it? He is not a god, he is just a mortal.
He looked down at everything below, with a gratifying smile on his face. Everything in the past, like love, like friendship, like a teacher, everything seems to be firmly scratching in front of him.
His body dispersed with the wind, and the blood-red killing immortals fell into the fairyland and inserted in Jiuhua Mountain near the new grave. Everything about vitality and power has dispersed, and the immortals have their own fairy power, but there seems to be a lot more tasteless things in this fairy power.
The land of eternal disaster also collapsed at that moment. Three rays of light flew into the gap in the sky, and three voices whispered softly.
"He should live..."
Three rays of light are intertwined in that dark space.
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Two years later, Jinzhou Pingyi gathered a foreigner. He chartered the Baoxiang Pavilion. Since then, there has been another storyteller in the Baoxiang Pavilion. He always has a faint smile on his face. He no longer tells the story of the killing of immortals, but tells those innocent, upright and humorous stories, which are close to life and listens to many people.
Later, he built a bamboo house on the destroyed house on the side of Dongshan. After a long time, there was a one-armed middle-aged man in white.
The story ends here.
A very happy ending.
There is no thrill, but only the emotion in plainness.
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I have been writing for four months from July 10 to today's January 14, 2011, and there is a month to intern without updating. I'm sorry to all of you here. This book is very heart-thring and unusual. Few people read it, but thank you very much for voting all the way. I'm here. Bow and thank the officials.
I remember that the friends in the group said this to me: I read it, and I feel that you value brotherhood very much, especially when Si Nanxiao and Luo Shangshang, who lived through hardships with Yang Zifan, they were very moved and wonderful, and the story of Yang Zifan and Mingyue as their swornment was also very touching.
Thank you here.
And my swallow friend has been asking me to read the manuscript since he wrote the book. Although I know that I didn't write very well, he has always encouraged me to discuss the plot with me tirelessly and said that he likes Liang Yichen in white. As a result, he was made a second-degree disabled by me. I can only show that I am wrong and shouldn't be. Like.
There are other friends, because of you, I can finish all the way.
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The next book will be wonderful and awesome.
I believe, I firmly believe.
Writing books is my preference, and it is my dream to become a best-selling writer. As long as there is a reader, I will continue to write. I wish you all the best and happiness in the new year.