It seems like all the clouds in the world are gathering here.

Countless clouds turned into water and floated in the sky. The water gathered more and more, forming streams, rivers, lakes and rivers.

When I opened my eyes again, the water gathered from the sky was boundless, with no shore and no edge.

The azure sky reflected the boundless water in blue. A strong wind blew past, and the water surged with the wind, stirring up waves of dozens of meters high.

“The sun and the moon are upside down, the stars shine like the sun, and the blue sea hangs in the sky.”

“Lin Duoduo, you once said that this scene must be very beautiful. You also said that if I took you to see this scene, you would come back.”

“Now, I did it.”

Yun Changsheng ran to the cave as fast as he could. In order to avoid hurting the people in the coffin during the fight, he deliberately placed the black coffin into the cave.

At the same time, in the sky.

Three figures sat cross-legged, trapped in the final calamity, the calamity of the inner demon.

The three exhausted murderous clones looked at each other, turned into three black smokes, and rushed into the bodies of the three people.

“She won’t come back, and I have someone I want to protect again.” God murmured to himself. He stood in front of the clone of the word “kill” and was no longer afraid.

Because he has walked out of the shadow of the past and has new companions.

The murderous clone was frozen at this point.

In the midst of the inner demon calamity, God can finally say with a clear conscience: “If there is someone I want to protect, then this person will be fearless. I am not afraid of you anymore!”

“I have forgotten, Amitabha.”

The Buddha’s light shines down.

He had forgotten what fear was and what love was. The murderous clone swung his sword and slashed down, creating a sword flower.

The old monk shook his head.

“I have forgotten even the name of that flower.”

Facing the figure that had frightened him at the beginning, he remembered nothing.

The old monk was finally sure that he had really forgotten everything.

“I’m not afraid of you anymore,” he said.

The heart of Tao is thus restored.

The two of them smiled in relief and completely let go of their fear.

Only Langya Tian is still persisting.

He set her free, but he could not let go of tens of thousands of years of hard work, nor could he forget the fear of that killer.

“Fuer~No!”

The murderous clone swung the sword and slashed down, and Lang Yatian’s figure began to slowly dissipate.

At the end of his life, he looked at the black coffin, at Yun Changsheng, and at the hope in Yun Changsheng’s eyes.

“Why!?”

He exerted all his strength and the meteor fell towards the black coffin.

When the figure completely disappeared, only one sentence was left between heaven and earth.

“You said you might not be my wife anymore, and I will no longer be Langya Tian. In the next life, we will start over and be an ordinary mortal couple.”

in the cave.

Feeling the falling meteor, Yun Changsheng suddenly shouted: “Snow Cloud Sword!”

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Chapter 95: Green Shirt Chasing Sword Light

The meteor fell, carrying with it the most desperate and jealous blow to the monk who was undergoing the tribulation.

The Snow Cloud Sword followed Yun Changsheng’s call, pierced through the void and came to Yun Changsheng’s hand.

Black and white appeared and reflected in Yun Changsheng’s eyes.

The black and white colors intertwined with each other, rushed towards the sky, and illuminated the endless darkness.

The two colors are like two different roads, sticking together but separating at some point, no longer having any intersection, and extending to the end.

At the end of the road stood two figures.

The white figure seemed both sentient and heartless. Ants were living beings, and immortals were also living beings. In his eyes, there was no difference between ants and immortals.

He loves everything in the world, but unless the heaven and earth are overturned and the world is destroyed, the life and death of all living beings has nothing to do with him.

The end of black looks dark, but strictly speaking, there is no color anymore, only nothingness.

Just like the nothingness felt by a person born blind, black is a color imagined by all living beings.

At the end of the road, the figure standing at the end has turned into the road itself, no longer having any warmth.

The Xueyun Sword was swung, and two figures also took out swords and swung them together.

The majestic and vast power fell with the sword shadow, and the power of the avenue shone into reality.

“Yun Changsheng!”

A loud shout rang out in my mind, and the picture flashed, and I came to the guest room of Langya Pavilion.

A beautiful Taoist nun in a moon-white Taoist robe sat cross-legged on the bed, with her furry fox tail retracted under the robe.

“The transition from the Spiritualization to the Void Refining stage is a process of refining the false and retaining the true. You will understand it later.”

“Refine the false to preserve the true.”

Under the tone of instruction, the man holding the sword finally slowly came to his senses.

Whether it is the end of black or the end of white, it is not his own power.

He had just become a spirit and had just stepped onto the starting point of the Tao, and had only mastered an insignificant trace of the Tao.

That trace of Tao rhyme is his own and is real; that vast and boundless power does not belong to him and is fake.

If you indulge in that vast power, you will merge with the Tao in an instant, and there will no longer be Yun Changsheng in the world.

Before, his figure became illusory, as if it was about to disappear. After he realized it, his figure became solid again.

Unfortunately, the sword had already been swung out, carrying with it all the colors in his heart.

No matter whether it was the white end where everyone was equal, or the end of nothingness, they no longer had anyone in their hearts who they needed to give everything for.

So the moment he swung the sword, there was no color in his heart anymore.

The sword light that contained a trace of the power at the end of the avenue slashed out from his hand, chasing the meteor in the sky.

At the same time, a man in green suddenly rushed over, without saying a word or explaining, he just flew after the sword light.

Just because she saw her own figure in that sword light.

She stretched out her hand, trying to grab the color in the sky, trying to pull her own figure back and put it back into the man’s heart.

[Brother Yu, look, fireworks.]

On that snowy winter, they supported each other, stood high up in the distance, and watched the fireworks in the city.

Their eyes were filled with longing, as they fantasized about being able to go into the city one day, become that local rich man, and light a firework.

The fireworks flashed for only a moment, but the refugee named Brother Yu remembered it for a long time because it was so beautiful.

If possible, she hopes to be the fireworks in Brother Lang’s heart. Although it will only last for a moment, it will definitely be beautiful and dazzling, and Brother Lang will remember it for a long time.

“Brother Lang, look, fireworks.”

Like a gorgeous firework, she leaped up and stood between the meteor and the sword light.

With her green robe fluttering, she drew out the sword that had been on her back, and using all her strength, she slashed out a beam of sword light.

Compared with the huge sword light, her sword light was very small and weak.

But this was all the strength she had.

She tried her best.

She was also satisfied.

If it succeeds, that would be great.

If you fail, there will be no regrets.

Because she tried.

Rumble!

The sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth shattered everything in its path. The earth was torn apart, and the grass, stones, and crushed animal carcasses tilted and fell into the endless abyss.

Lin Xi, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, finally came to his senses.

She looked at the two sword lights, one big and one small, in the sky, the falling meteors, the sun and the moon turned upside down, the stars shining like the sun, and the blue sea floating in the sky.

It felt like something in my heart was broken.

The memory of the town no longer has any barriers, as if I had personally participated in it.

Her figure disappeared, and she wanted to save Qingshan who was caught in the sword light.

“Too slow, too late.”

“But I have to try. I don’t want him to hate me.”

Lin Xi whispered a few words, carrying a touch of moonlight, wanting to cross between the sword light and the meteor.

But as she just said, it was too late, she woke up too late.

The tiny sword light slashed out by Qingshan was shattered and turned into countless light points, disappearing into the boundless void.

The everlasting power of the four seasons wrapped around the green shirt. This was the protective spell that Lin Xi had cast on her before.

But this spell can only resist ordinary tribulation attacks.

And one of these two attacks was the dying blow of the monk who was undergoing tribulation.

The other is a person who has practiced the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love. He holds the sword that can slash the immortals and with one swing of the sword, he kills all the colors in his heart.

The Four Seasons lasted only for a moment before it was shattered.

“Stop it, stuff it back, so what?”

“The Supreme Forgetfulness is irreversible.”

The Lord of Heaven, who had survived the tribulation of ascension, stood in the guiding light and looked at everything below.

“Even if you put something back after you’ve already given it away, he’ll forget it in three days or three months.”

Although he said so, he still stretched out his hand and pointed a finger, blocking the sword light and meteor for a moment.

There was once a woman who waited in Tianwen Mountain for ten thousand years, but she never got what she wanted.

Now that I have seen this little girl, I feel deeply moved.

Unfortunately, his heart was with his strength, as everything happened too fast and he was about to ascend.

“Good luck.”

The man with snow-white hair looked at the woman with snow-white hair across the void. After they nodded to each other, the couple completely disappeared in this world.

“Amitabha, even though I will forget, I still remember that this should be a very wonderful thing. After experiencing it, it is not too late to forget it.”

The old monk looked at Lin Xi who was rushing towards the sword light, looked at Yun Changsheng with an indifferent look in the cave, and looked at the green-shirted swordsman who opened his arms ready to die.

A smile appeared unconsciously on the corners of his mouth, as if he saw the man with indifferent eyes being torn into pieces by two women.

“This is also a very interesting thing.”

The Buddha’s light blocked the falling meteor and the sword light for a moment, and the bright colors in the sword light returned to their original path.

Rong Xiaoyu, who was separated by the meteors and sword lights, suddenly widened his eyes and held on to those colors tightly, as if he was afraid that they would slip away.

“cough……”