early morning.

Qianqiu City is peaceful.

Reflecting the light of morning, too many people rushed to the east, including those from Daxia and Qianqiu City. The Demon Lord, Demon Queen and Hongyuan were all among them. They crossed the mountains and rivers and entered the East China Sea. According to the instructions given by Zhao Yun

The route went straight to the deepest point, just to see the worldly road at the end of the sky.

This happened again and again for several months.

When we returned, many people still had unfulfilled expectations.

Especially Mo Jun and Hong Yuan were silent for many days.

Perhaps, they saw hope in despair, the hope of becoming immortals.

There is no way to ascend to immortality, and one can still become an immortal by crossing the road of mortal world. However, even if it is a dead end, if one can get in, they may not be able to get out. They still have worries and have not really seen through the mortal world.

On this day, Zhao Yun came to the old sect master's residence early.

Luoxia and Ghost-faced Yama are already waiting, and Cangqiong and others are also present.

"Does your method work?" The Tianzi killers also came over.

"Heal your Dantian, receive enlightenment again, forcibly improve your cultivation, and you will be able to live longer. If you can survive until you return to Tianwu, your dead situation can be solved." Zhao Yun said, having already prepared some equipment, mostly elixirs to extend life and heal injuries.

, the old sect master has lost all his cultivation, and he is afraid that he cannot withstand the hardships, so he has to prepare for the worst.

"Hopefully we can get through this."

As the strong men spoke, they all took a step back.

Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and unlocked the seal of the old sect master. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy. Maybe he had been sleeping for too long, maybe he was too old, his consciousness was a little hazy, and his head was also dizzy.

"Quasi-immortal?"

After looking at Zhao Yun, the old sect leader was surprised.

Just because one's cultivation is useless, it doesn't mean that one's vision is also useless. Qi Yun can't deceive people.

He was shocked.

He was shocked.

The youngest Tianwu, the youngest quasi-immortal, is less than twenty years old!

He is afraid that he is really old and has been eliminated by the times. This is the world of young people.

"Be calm and concentrate, and I will reshape your Dantian first." Zhao Yun offered his immortal power.

"No need." The old sect master smiled and waved his hand gently, "I have lived long enough and I am tired."

"Master."

"Ancestor."

Luoxia and Zhongtian Zijie all stepped forward.

There is obviously hope, but is this giving up hope?

The old sect master remained silent and only smiled gently. This was his answer. Just grow old quietly. He was an assassin. His hands were stained with the blood of living creatures. He had committed an evil act by killing people and deserved to go to hell.

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Zhao Yun was about to speak but stopped.

Since it was the old sect leader's choice, he wouldn't say much.

Human beings are a strange creature. If you just think about it, you will see through the world of mortals.

On this day, the old sect leader left the Immortal Mountain alone, and did not let anyone follow him. He just wanted to go on the road quietly and be buried wherever he wanted. No matter where he was buried, he could not wash away his sins.

Why!

The whole city sighed.

That silhouette that is getting further and further away is heading towards the end of life step by step.

He was free from worries, but Luoxia and the others were all in tears.

It was also on this day that Luoxia disbanded Rashomon.

Too many cold-blooded killers truly shine the light out of the darkness.

Their relief was a relief, but they were also hesitant like never before. They were accustomed to the darkness, suddenly walking in the sunshine, not knowing the way forward, nor where they should go for the rest of their lives.

Luoxia is in retreat.

It's time to face the wall and think about it.

In the first half of her life, she had been stained with the blood of countless creatures.

She is not afraid of retribution, but she is afraid that her sins will be repaid on her children.

night.

Everything is silent.

Zhao Yun climbed to the top of the mountain again, condensed a cloud, and placed the sleeping Liu Ruxin on it. Under the bright moonlight, Liu Ruxin's body would always reflect the beautiful shadow of Chu Wushuang.

"No frost."

Zhao Yun called out and sacrificed a ray of soul power, which floated into Liu Ruxin's body.

He is looking for Chu Wushuang's spirit, will bring it out, and use the lotus lamp to raise his soul.

"Zhao Yun."

His call seemed to be answered.

It was Chu Wushuang's spirit that sensed it and pulled the power of his soul to fly out of Liu Ruxin's body.

It was a ray of colorful light, reflecting the stars, dreamy and bright.

Zhao Yun smiled, took the lotus lantern, and led Chu Wushuang's spirit into the lotus lantern.

The lotus fire ignited into a colorful flame.

If you look carefully, you can seem to see something dancing gracefully in it.

"Xiu'er, how long does it take to revive?" Zhao Yun asked.

"At least a hundred years." Moon God said leisurely.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, it was a long time.

Without saying any more, he sacrificed the power of his soul and silently nurtured Chu Wushuang's spirit.

Ru Xin didn't know when she woke up. She smiled tenderly and sacrificed her soul power. She had been blind for too long and could not accompany Zhao Yun on many journeys. However, she would protect the love debt owed by Zhao Yun with all her life.

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Before dawn, I saw the handsome lady coming to Qianqiu City.

Along with her, there were people from the Chu family, who must have heard the news.

Seeing the lotus lantern and Chu Wushuang's spirit, the entire Chu family cried with joy.

"Is this okay?"

Many people in the city were surprised and lamented the mystery of this matter.

In this way, we have to thank the Bodhi flower, which was dyed with Wushuang's blood and became Wushuang's spirit. Only then can we have hope of resurrection. Although it will take a hundred years, everyone can afford to wait.

Zhao Yun left again and went to the East China Sea.

This time, with Liu Ruxin accompanying me, I also wanted to see the end of the sky.

One day, her husband will embark on this road.

Zhao Yun is like a statue, standing quietly in the starry sky, quietly looking at the stars in the sky.

His cultivation level is already at the pinnacle of the mortal world. If there is a way to reach immortality, he can ascend immediately.

It's a pity that there is no way to ascend to immortality. If he wants to reach the mortal world, become an immortal or become a god, he must take this path. He has to go against the sky and go on a long journey before he can hope to resurrect the person he wants to resurrect.

Liu Ruxin reached out and took his arm, her little face tilted on his shoulder again.

A woman's sixth sense is the most effective. She knew that Zhao Yun's time in the mortal world was running out.

cough...!

Suddenly, a cough sounded from behind.

Someone is here, an old man... um... the Punisher.

Seeing him, the moon god squinted his eyes.

Why is this old guy so blind?

"I've met senior." Zhao Yun hurriedly saluted.

"I've met senior." Liu Ruxin also hurriedly saluted.

The little girl was surprised, why did this old man have no breath on his body?
To be continued...