He shook his head with a wry smile.

Taoist Biyue stared at the Jiuyuan Kaijie Lei Pagoda that Liu Yuanzheng had set up for a long time, with a look of loneliness that could not be concealed.

"Wrong time, wrong place, these are the words to prove the truth! Unfortunately, if I could have understood this truth earlier in the past, I would have risked my life to seize the heavenly gate and fight to the death as an immortal on earth.

I will not turn back the years and embark on this eternal lonely road!"

Hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng was silent and didn't know what to say.

This is the end of time. It is true that in the land of nothingness, everything is colorful and dazzling, but every living person in the world is bound by the energy of a certain wave falling in the long river of time.

A big curtain here has blocked off eternal time, and naturally it has also blocked off the great road.

Taoist Biyue has been stationed here for eternity. No matter how many steps he takes on the road to immortality, loses the connection with his breath, and blends with the great road of heaven and earth, he is destined to be in vain.

This "creation" of eternity of time and years, when it comes to return to the earthly world, I don't know how long it will take to make up for its shortcomings.

Hearing this, Taoist Yuanying smiled freely.

"Every drink and every peck is destiny. If Taoist friends had not been stationed here for eternity, the waves of all phenomena set off by those little obsessions would rush out of the land of nothingness, break through the curtain of time, and return to the sun.

, at that time, it was not only a disaster for Xuanmen, but also a catastrophe of annihilation for all living beings in the world. These achievements will naturally be rewarded by luck. A few wrong steps are a natural chasm for us, but maybe not for fellow Taoists.

It’s a thoroughfare.”

Hearing such relief, Taoist Biyue just smiled forcefully.

"I hope so!"

Things on the path of spiritual practice cannot be explained clearly by mere luck and merit.

Sitting alone for eternity, Taoist Yanyue is naturally not one of those lucky people.

After calming down, Taoist Biyue looked back at the heavy curtain.

"Let's go, it's time for me to return to the mortal world. Dingding Tianyuan is not here, but in the human world. Alas... I never thought that I would be able to see that world one day."

Having said that, without waiting for the two of them to react, Taoist Biyue took the first step, lifted the heavy curtain, and walked towards the way he came.

At this time, as the figure of Taoist Biyue disappeared, in the land of nothingness, the Taoist's incarnations over time and years all turned into afterimages and dispersed in a few breaths.

Liu Yuanzheng looked back worriedly.

The Nascent Soul Taoist Master on the side smiled.

"It doesn't matter, the three of you and I are using Daohen's remains to sacrifice Dao tools. We are weakening the foundation of the land of nothing. If we let it stir up chaos, we can't break through the barrier of time. In the era of ancient demon gods, the world

In the era of Outer Immortal Dao, in the longer years of the past, no one was stationed here, and there was no trouble. The root cause is still in the Dingding Hades. When reincarnation connects ten thousand ways, at that time, a little bit of obsession is gone.

What does the spirit mean? If the underworld cannot determine the cauldron... then it will be the real catastrophe of annihilation..."

Having said that, while sighing, Master Yuanying opened the heavy curtain and walked out.

Finally, it was Liu Yuanzheng who held up the Nine-Yuan Kaijie Thunder Tower and followed behind the Yuanying Taoist Master.

From then on, this huge phase, this diverse world, was left behind by the three of them, isolated from the time and space.

A land of nothingness.

There is nothing.

Just like it had been forever, it fell into silence.

…

Slowly look back on the journey.

On the way back in time, the figures of the three people were almost distorted into a long and dark shadow in the messy light and shadow.

That is not their own color, but the reflection of the ashes and dust on the roadside in the time.

Why is this place a burial place?

It was only at this moment that Liu Yuan Zhengfang truly understood.

It is the traces of Tao left in the past that have collapsed in the erosion of time. The Tao and Dharma, sutras and mantras that have been meditated on for endless days and nights, and the essence of heaven and earth that have been condensed after swallowing wind and drinking dew.

As life began to disintegrate, these remnants remained in the years and were deeply imprinted on the mountains and rivers. After experiencing a very short period of perseverance, as the road changed, they were completely scattered, and dust returned to dust.

The earth returned to earth and turned into something truly useless.

Can the river of time flow back?

cannot.

Even the road under the feet of the immortal has been passed.

So the ashes are the ashes, and the dust is just dust.

Seeing all this again, Liu Yuanzheng only felt sad.

Not far ahead, Master Nascent Soul couldn't help but sigh.

"There are tombs everywhere along the way. I don't know how many of them are old friends and how many of them are the descendants I once looked forward to. It's a pity... Even the remaining spirits have dispersed. What can be sensed in the pile of soil? It's just empty.

, I can’t even put my name on it. Even if the underworld is established in the future, I’m afraid there will be no possibility of reincarnation of the true spirit... I will live my whole life in vain..."

Hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng almost felt the same emotion.

The Taoist nodded slightly.

"So, you want to live forever and be free!"

He didn't want to live in such an empty world for eternity, to turn into new dust on the roadside, and be lamented and pitied by those who set foot on this road again, and he didn't want to become a stubborn man in a land of nothingness.

The spirit cannot break through the curtain, and is refined again and becomes a dead thing in the palm of one's hand.

On the road again, the three of them became more and more silent all the way. Only when they came to the hanging tomb belonging to the Bliss Buddha, the three of them stopped for a moment, but they just stared in silence for a moment, and then continued in silence.

Move forward.

a long time.

a long time.

Finally, at a certain moment, almost at the same time, the three of them stopped in their tracks.

Ignoring the chaotic time of the new year, and ignoring the powder lying on the roadside, the three of them looked at a certain direction in the void at the same time.

The next moment, without the need for words to communicate, a sword light condensed from moonlight burst out from Taoist Yanyue's body! Taoist Yuanying raised his feather fan, and the five-color flames also rode the wind!

Two means that condensed the power of the Taoist weapon landed somewhere in the void in no particular order.

Amid the sounds of fragmentation, a broken curtain was raised.

That was the boundary between life and death, which was briefly broken by two Taoists.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Yuanzheng raised the Thunder Pagoda, and the nine-color thunder turned into a torrent, supporting the broken parts of the curtain and not letting them heal.

His eyes fell.

On the other side of the curtain is a red torrent of Dao River!

King Daxuan!

Looking at it from afar, Taoist Biyue who was walking at the front shook his head slightly.

"If this beast had returned to the sun first, and then followed this path, there is still a slight possibility of killing him to a place where there is no place. But now, there is no possibility of killing a lonely wild ghost to the end of time! He is halfway there, already halfway.

It’s the limit!”

"However, the way of Xuantian, the cardinal of destiny, the spiritual calculation of all things..."
Chapter completed!