The clone hugged the moon tightly and hanged over the lake.

"What do you have last words?" Chaoxiyue asked.

"No." The clone grinned at her, "But, I still won, you still don't know my identity."

"You are Su Fu's clone, right?" Chaoxiyue smiled charmingly.

The clone's smile suddenly collapsed: "It seems that even if I die, I still can't escape from your palm."

"Of course!" Chao Xiyue said proudly, "You treat me as a fool, but you don't know, I treat you as a fool."

"What's going on with Yu Lingfei?" The clone couldn't help asking.

"She is me too, and the Beimeng Sect will be handed over to her from now on." Chaoxiyue said.

"Then, aren't you still alive? I'm so in a loss!" The clone screamed unfairly.

"What, don't you still have the original body?" Chao Xiyue immediately retorted.

"Can your clone and my body be together?" The clone was a little messy in the wind.

"Of course not!" Chao Xiyue bit his shoulder, "Do you think I am a woman with aphrodisiac?"

The clone smiled with satisfaction, turned her body, bit her lips, and the two of them kissed each other and fell down.

...

In the end, only Feixian was left, and he suddenly showed an inexplicable smile. At this moment, he looked at this world with deep attachment. Although he had lived a solid life in this life, he was not tired of seeing this world.

He turned around and faced the sword formation and whispered: "Come out."

A purple light shining, and a crystal purple sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

"From now, you can follow Su Fu, this is exactly your wish." Feixian said lightly.

The little sword floated up and circled around him twice, as if it was wailing reluctantly.

"No need to hesitate, go." Feixian threw his other hand and followed the little sword, and the iron piece fell to Su Fu's side.

Xiao Jian snuggled beside Su Fu, turned his head and looked at Feixian from afar.

"Su Fu, the Feixian Sword is left for you. The position of the sword master is designated by you. Don't let me down!" After this sentence, Feixian fell into it.

...

However, after sacrificing so many people, Su Fu and others still did not wake up. When the Haotian Mirror gradually restored, the sins in the sea of ​​suffering were not purified, and a small part of the remaining one was enough to make Su Fu and others die ten times.

"Amitabha..." At this moment, I thought that when the dust was settled, a young monk seemed to have foresaw this situation and appeared at this critical moment.

He fell from the sky and rode on the heart lotus.

He had a name called Chen, who had been practicing in Zicheng for many years and began to retreat since he entered the Bodhisattva realm. He ignored the civil strife of the demon clan; the world's number one fighting meeting, Master Jueyuan hoped that he would fight on behalf of Yuanjue Temple, but he ignored it; he ignored it; he ignored it when Jiao Zhu invaded; he ignored it; he ignored the thirty-five Buddha practices... Until this time, when he needed him the most.

"The Amitabha..." Liao Chen looked at everyone with his eyes and finally stopped on Su Fu. "Only by gaining the recognition of the way of heaven can one be called practicing Taoism. Your Majesty did it, and the little monk admired it. The little monk also had to complete his own path, the Amitabha..."

He clasped his hands together and came to the sky above the sea of ​​suffering: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? According to the truth of reality, it is the theory that heretics cannot be mixed with it, and the demons cannot break it. If there is a seal of reality, it is the Buddha's saying. Therefore, all sentient beings can become Buddhas, and other Buddhas are the Buddhas of the mind. The Buddha of the mind is Nirvana and achieve Tathagata. May everyone in this world be able to understand the mind and see my Buddhas and Tathagata. I am the Tathagata, and Tathagata is me..."

His whole body turned into a golden Buddha statue, and then he pressed down: "Sin is not empty, I wish to stay away from you forever..."

...

When Su Fu woke up, his face was covered in wood.

I thought the situation was a big victory, but I didn't expect it to be the result.

"Dad!" Su Tong woke up, and immediately rushed into Su Fu's arms and started crying. Like everyone else, she could hear their voices, but she could not move.

Hearing her crying, Su Fu gradually became free from the dead silence. He couldn't help but hold her back, feeling her warmth, and only then could he feel the reality of living in reality and relieve the endless cold silence in his heart.

"We are still alive..." he said, "If you live, you have to live for the sake of living... Are you right about Tongtong?"

Su Tong raised her head, and the pear blossoms were in the rain, and then threw herself into his arms.

Su Fu stroked her hair with his left hand and pulled up the Feixian Sword with his right hand. Suddenly, endless sadness surged into his heart: "Senior brother, senior brother, senior sister Ji, sword master... You go well, Jianzhai will definitely pass on the inheritance..."

The void in my heart, the Huayang Palace opened, and a huge amount of faith emerged in a boiling manner, then turned into mysterious spirits, appearing in the world, and then pouring into the Feixian Sword from Su Fu's right hand.

Soon, the Feixian Sword condensed a Su Fu's clone, looked at the body and nodded, and then drilled into the sword again.

The flying fairy sword burst out with a clang of sound and disappeared directly into the sword garden.

Su Fu thought about it, took out the entire Huayang Palace and sent it to Jianyuan.

"From then on, Jianzhai will be guarded by me personally!"

It is hard to imagine how the huge Huayang Palace entered the Sword Garden, but no matter what, it still entered.

After doing these two actions, Su Fu suddenly became confused again.

At this time, Ye Xuanji and Long Yinyao came out of their hearts, and Su Tong told them about the story.

Shui Luoze and the other four surrounded him and looked at Su Fu blankly: "Junior brother, what should we do in the future?"

Su Fu reluctantly cheered up: "Senior Brother has entrusted Jianzhai to me. Now I announce a new appointment. I will temporarily serve as the Sword Master. If the Lord of Banfang is not dead, I will serve as the Sword Master. I will not perform the responsibilities of the Sword Master in the Times. Senior Brother Luoze will serve as the first seat of the Empirical Academy and assist the Sword Master in handling affairs; Senior Brother Juechen will serve as the first seat of the Discipline Academy; Senior Sister Zhan Xi will serve as the first seat of the lecture hall; Yin Sheng will return to the Dragon Palace to take over the Dragon King..."

Everyone nodded in a hunch.

"It's okay, everything will be fine, I'm still here!" Su Fu had to comfort them like a backbone. However, no one came to comfort him and told him that everything would be fine.

"Father!" Long Yinyao couldn't help crying loudly after hearing Su Tong's story. The baby was infected by her and started crying "wow wow wow".

As if it was contagious, all living people, including Ye Xuanji, began to cry.

"Stop crying, you are not alone, I am here too." At this moment, the purple sword that has been ignored suddenly burst into purple light, and then turned into a charming woman in purple.

Everyone looked at her blankly: "Zi, Senior Sister Ziyun?"

The woman smiled sweetly: "Oh, hello, I'm back."
Chapter completed!