Ning Ye finally understood.

He has never been the final choice of the way of heaven.

Maybe it's because he has always had his own ideas.

Perhaps it was because he was an outsider from beginning to end.

Perhaps it is because of other factors.

Anyway, he is not that person!

When he left, he could feel that luck was disappearing.

All relatives and favors no longer exist.

He did nothing wrong, but the grace was gone, and the favor of heaven was gone.

Ning Ye didn't care at all.

He just left.

But at this moment, he is already unprecedentedly weak.

Since luck has been lost, those talents that have been once gone seem to have disappeared.

No matter how hard the future is, my cultivation is even regressing.

From a situation comparable to a dominant person, to a saint, to a human emperor...

He walked along the way, and when he returned to Changqing Realm, his cultivation had fallen to the level of impure.

The moment he walked out of the "Tree Mountain", he had become the realm of Zangxiang.

At this time, his steps became more and more staggering and slow, but Ning Ye was still indifferent.

When he came outside the mountain, he had completely become a mortal.

The past years began to appear on him.

As I walked step by step, my face began to show my old look.

I became older and older, and then I was completely unable to walk. I had to use a branch as a crutch to support myself on the road.

There is a pavilion not far away, and there is a stream under the pavilion.

Ning Ye came to the stream with a crutch and looked at himself reflected in the stream. He was already old and in a twilight year.

Ning Ye smiled and simply sat down on the pavilion.

He touched his body, and everything he had was gone.

Like the wind dissipates.

But... there seems to be something else.

He took it out tremblingly, and it was a pot of wine.

So Ning Ye just held the wine pot, leaned against the pavilion pillar, and poured wine into his mouth.

He murmured to himself: "I have a pot of wine that can comfort the wind and dust. It will pour all the rivers and seas into it and give it to the people of the world."

This is the poem he chanted when he met Qinglin.

Scenes floated by before my eyes, and that was the years I had been together.

Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, vividly in my mind, and a slight turmoil in my heart.

A horse ringing sounded in the distance.

It was a young man in green who was speeding past.

Seeing Ning Ye, he let out a light eh: "Huh? What are you talking about just now?"

Ning Ye just smiled.

He shook the wine pot gently, and the wine in the pot was dry.

This pot was originally a magical object, but now it has become ordinary iron. Once a pot is finished, there is no more wine.

So Ning Ye whispered: "You are not the one in your dream, you might as well go back... you might as well go back..."

The young man in green heard this and snorted: "Pretending to behave."

Riding a horse and whip away.

So Ning Ye continued to sit like this.

The sun and the moon rotate, and the sunset stars appear.

The sky gradually became darker, and only the endless starlight blinked in the distance.

Ning Ye has been to those stars.

But now, they are so out of reach.

"I have climbed the sky, and I have also entered the nine valleys. I am the one who walks the sky and waits for the sky to hunt the galaxy. I am the one who seeks the darkness, and the blue sky is also the yellow spring. Where can the will of heaven be returned? It cannot be left in the world..." Ning Ye chuckled like this.

The energy in life is gradually passing away.

Ning Ye can even feel the sign of destruction of vitality.

But he doesn't care anymore, he just still has concerns in his heart.

I don’t know that it’s great that the silkworms were growing on the night before that day.

He once left his clone there to accompany his wives.

But now everything is over. I guess that clone won’t exist anymore, right?

I wonder what they should do when they see this situation?

Can you feel sad and painful?

But all the pain in the world is nothing but a dream.

I thought it through and let it go.

Ning Ye smiled and fell asleep like this.

The moon is hidden and the stars are slanting. Under the thin light, two riders are coming from afar.

Riding ahead was a little girl in red, galloping on her horse, full of energy.

Seeing the pavilion, he shouted, "Senior brother, come quickly. There is an old man here."

The young man riding a horse came over, took a look, and said, "What's so good about this?"

The girl in red looked at the old man and said, "Strange, for some reason, I always feel that this old man seems..."

She couldn't say it, but she felt inexplicably attractive to herself.

So she jumped off the horse and walked towards the old man.

When I entered the pavilion, I shook the old man's body, but found that the old man was no longer moving.

The girl in red said "ah": "Oh, this old man is dead."

The senior brother came over and said, "It seems that he is still a dead end. Forget it. Since he has seen him, then dig a hole and buried it for him, so that he will not be eaten by tigers, leopards, and jackals after death."

At that moment, the senior brother and sister dug a hole next to them.

After digging the pit, the girl went to hug the old man and said strangely: "Huh? Why is this old man so light?"

The senior brother smiled and said, "Maybe your kung fu has increased recently. I can't say that you can cultivate into the immortal heaven and enter the immortal family."

The girl didn't care: "What's the point of cultivation for this immortal? If you practice the immortal, you will have to be on the tree for the rest of your life and never descend to the earth. If you are lonely and lonely, you will have immortality, what's the point of being good?"

The senior brother said, "The heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as straw dogs. If you can cultivate immortals and attain enlightenment, you will naturally be better than the sorrows of the world."

"This is the case, but birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world. Why should I see it so hard for my senior brother?" As he spoke, the girl in red had already put the old man's body into a pit.

The two of them built the old man in this way, and then took a wooden sign and wrote: "The Tomb of the nameless old man, Qin Muqing, Qingyueli."

After doing this, the girl in red clapped her hands and said, "Okay."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and looked at him, "Huh? Where is Luo Luo? Luo Luo! Luo Luo! You bad guy, come out quickly!"

He heard a roar, and a little monkey had already emerged from the forest, squeaking and screaming.

The girl in red patted the little monkey's head angrily: "You guy is too naughty. This is near the sacred tree, and there are monsters. You must not be so naughty, otherwise you will be careful of being taken away by monsters."

The little monkey raised his head and screamed a few times, patting his chest, saying that I would not be afraid of any monster.

Seeing that the little monkey was fine, the girl in red smiled at her senior brother and said, "Let's go, senior brother, go home quickly."

"Hey!" the senior brother nodded honestly.

But when I left, I couldn't help but look back at the newly erected tomb, and I always felt that there was a hint of concern in my heart.

After thinking about it, he jumped off his horse and took out a wine gourd from his body.

Pour the wine from the gourd into the tomb and said, "Please have a drink."

The girl in red flashed her big eyes: "That wine is the best wine you finally asked for from Uncle Jiu. You are not willing to give up when you see me. Today I am so generous."

"Maybe it's fate." The senior brother laughed and got on the horse.

"It's a pity that fate has ended." The girl in red moved to the decree.

"Haha, right?" The senior brother, the horse under his crotch, was already running away.

"Wait for me!" the girl in red shouted, and chased after the little monkey.

In the small earthen tomb behind me, slight blue smoke rose and could not be avoided.
Chapter completed!