Such an ending had been expected, otherwise Li Xiu would not have seemed so silent these days.

From the time when the dean condensed the furnace of heaven and earth, merged the fortunes of the two realms, and forced Zi Fei to enter the six realms, everyone had already guessed the ending.

But Li Xiu was still holding hope, even though this hope was extremely slim.

Until this moment, all living things in the world and countless lives regained their vitality.

The ending is already destined.

It is different from the previous strange phenomena from the sky. This time it is feedback from the human world.

All things are rejuvenated and represent hope. I have not exchanged my life for this hope for the world.

But Li Xiu's heart still couldn't calm down. Not only him, but Chen Zhimo was the same. In terms of friendship, Zifei and Chen Zhimo's relationship is no less than that with Li Xiu.

They looked at the vitality around them and felt that the spring scenery that made people love was unprecedentedly dazzling.

Wang Buer appeared at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the sky, and sighed silently.

The little monk Bujie lowered his head and looked at Li Xiu who was kneeling on the ground and cried silently. He chanted the scriptures softly. He had already recited them in Wudang Mountain before, but now he has recited them again.

In the evening, when the night became darker, the vitality that could reach the eyes disappeared.

The three of them did not go up the mountain. Li Xiu leaned against the trunk and raised his eyes to look into the sky through the branches and leaves. His deep eyes were a little lost.

Li Xiu lived a very hard life. He lost his mother at birth and his father at a young age. He was sent to Tingxue Tower to suffer a lot.

At that time, he thought he was lucky because while enduring hardship, he met Zui Chunfeng, Xu Yingxiu, Mo Qinghuan, and Qiao Sanye, who was very good to him.

Although he could not practice and was about to come to an end, he still felt good. Although his life was short, it was fun. Later, he was really going to die, so he planned to go to the academy and Chang'an before he died.

Going to the academy to try to break the disaster. Of course, going to Chang'an is to avenge.

The revenge was revenged and the disaster was destroyed, but Master Qiao San was dead.

That was the first time after Li Laizhi's death, Li Xiu shed tears and sat on the cliff and cried so sadly.

Later, Xu Yingxiu also died.

For him, the most important person in his life died like this.

Then Zui Chunfeng went to the fairy world to die. Fortunately, he didn't die in the end, but after he came back, he was full of dusk energy. Perhaps he would be like that from now on.

And now, Zifei is dead.

Li Xiu was very scared.

He was afraid that something would happen to someone else, he was afraid that something would happen to Chen Zhimo, afraid that the drunk Chunfeng would not be able to get out, and afraid that something would happen to Liang Xiaodao.

“The world is a good place.”

He leaned against the tree and suddenly spoke.

Chen Zhimo lay on the ground, his eyes were dull.

Bujie turned his head and looked over.

Li Xiu was silent for a long time, until the sun set completely, and until the sky was covered with stars.

"Never come again in the next life."

Bujie also became silent.

A person’s life is always filled with countless things, good and bad.

Happy, unhappy.

You will laugh out loud because of these things, and you will be heartbroken because of these things.

This is troublesome and painful.

But this is life.

However, he didn't say much. Any enlightenment at this time will be ineffective. Moreover, if you don't know this feeling, even though he is not familiar with Zi Fei, Li Xiu's current feelings are the same as his feelings when the abbot passed away.

The little monk looked up at the stars, and his eyes finally fell on the moon.

After a moment, he lowered his head and carefully pulled out the scroll, looking at it gently.

No matter what, he will still be back in his next life, and maybe he can meet this woman again.

"I will never be a monk again in my next life."

Bujie looked at the painting and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

Wang Buer always stood in the distance and did not come over. He regretted Zifei's passing.

He is not even a person who likes to kill. In his own words, every life in this world deserves respect.

No one is destined to fall asleep tonight.

The vision of all living things appears in every corner of this world and is seen by everyone.

Li Xianyi sat on the observatory all night.

Xue Hongyi stood at the highest point of Lingyan Pavilion, her eyes were cold as before, and the blood knife on his waist was constantly trembling, as if she would lose control and fly out at any time.

It's late at night, but the academy is not quiet.

Hundreds of academy disciples cried bitterly, and many teachers sat at the door and looked dull.

Liang Qiu fainted directly, and when he woke up, he locked himself in the room and no one saw him.

Su Shengwan stood silently in the yard, and the ink spread all over her clothes like blood.

Of course he was not feeling well, and his relationship with Zifei was particularly good. If possible, he even wanted to use his life to replace Zifei, but he couldn't do it.

So I could only stand in the yard and look up at the sky.

Liang Qiu sat in the room with a pale face and a dull eyes. She was holding a bowl of ice porridge in her hand and gently pressed the edge of the bowl against her forehead.

"I promised to drink another bowl when you come back."

She sobbed in a low voice, tears flowing unstoppable, and the suppressed crying spread far and far in the middle of the night.

Mr. Chen sat by the pond.

Close your eyes and rest, sit cross-legged.

He didn't say anything, and didn't even make a sound, just sat there.

The little white dragon broke through the water from the pond and showed the body of a real dragon. Its body surged into the clouds. The deafening dragon roar sounded throughout the continent.

It started raining on the back mountain.

It wets countless plum blossoms in the plum blossoms.

In front of Chen Zhimo's small house, Chen Luo and Qin Feng stood side by side.

"Now, I'm the second-ranked sword cultivator."

Qin Feng looked at the sky above his head and said expressionlessly.

Chen Luo's figure looked even more hunched, his shoulders drooped slightly, and the white-washed blue shirt on his body exuded a sense of bitterness.

He nodded and said softly: "Yes, you are the second-ranked sword cultivator now, so you want to say congratulations."

Qin Feng was slightly proud, raised his eyebrows and said, "Congratulations, but it's a good thing to go further. You have to have two more drinks with me tonight."

Chen Luo nodded again and said, "Okay."

The day after Chen Luo came to the academy, he was able to pull him to drink, and Qin Feng was very satisfied with this.

He looked around and could see the vitality even in the middle of the night, just like spring.

He likes spring very much.

So he looked closely for a while and then said, "It's really ugly."

“It’s so fucking ugly.”

“From now on, I will never like spring again.”

"Fuck it."

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