One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 424 Ten Thousand Years of Loneliness (The Finale)

With the end of the war and the absence of evil spirits, the situation became completely clear.

The top leaders of all countries handed over their military and political power in fear and surrendered to Tang.

King Tang Jing lived again, and finally witnessed the great achievements of the Tang Kingdom in unifying the world. His wish came true, and he was very happy.

But he did not strive for the throne that he had been thinking about back then. After that shocking battle and seeing the ultimate force in the world, King Tang Jing had a higher pursuit, so he traveled around, looking for opportunities to be promoted to the Yang God.

At the same time, he is also looking for the old friend who has left with fascination - Cang Hai Ke.

When he found Cang Hai Ke's reincarnation, King Tang Jing vowed to teach him a severe lesson, in order to avenge being fooled many times back then.

As Song Yun's apprentice, Li Tianyang was undisputedly elected Emperor of the Tang Dynasty even if he only learned the basics of martial arts for a month.

Moreover, Li Tianyang charged in person in the decisive battle, and his bravery was recognized by most people, and he received the Xuandi Seal passed down by Song Yun.

The grand ceremony will be held immediately, and the Xuandi Seal will become the only imperial weapon, enjoying the luck of the world, and becoming the symbol of the emperor.

The world was completely unified, and even the barren land of Beiyuan was included in the Tang Dynasty. Uwei took refuge in the imperial court and was named the Venerable Zhenbei.

Song Yun cast a spell to merge Yangcheng and Chang'an, reopen the Dao Dharma Collection Tower, and allow the court to train a large number of young people with Dao Dharma talents.

Taoism is not only used for fighting, but can also benefit the common people. This is the secret of Daxia's prosperity.

Now Datang is also learning from the example, quickly training batches of Taoist masters, and sending them to various places one after another, repairing roads and bridges, raining and turning the land... to complete the post-war reconstruction work across the country.

Without the war, the lives of the people all over the world returned to normal as quickly as possible.

Seeing that everything was on the right track, Gao Hanqing, who was named the venerable Zhenxi, ignored the imperial court's persuasion, applied for retirement and returned to Anxi.

Wanmin sent each other off along the street to pay tribute to the one-armed general who once guarded one side.

Gao Hanqing resigned from his official position, and he didn't give up, he just felt relaxed.Wouldn't it be the happiest ending for the general to return home safely after fighting the battle?

"What are you going to do when you go back? How about rebuilding a caravan?"

The Gao family caravan has been active in the northwest area for nearly a hundred years. It was not until the Jing army attacked Anxi more than ten years ago that they were brutally slaughtered.

After Gao Hanqing became a general of the Tang Dynasty, he found the Gao family's ancestral house in Longyou Road, found the notes left by his great-grandfather Gao Tingsong, and finally knew the reason why the Gao family's caravan went to Anxi every year—

When Gao Tingsong was a teenager, he met a mysterious young swordsman in Anxi, a person who changed his life.

For a promise, a hope of goodbye, several generations of the Gao family caravan insisted on going to Anxi, until Gao Hanqing's generation finally saw the mysterious swordsman again!

Today, Gao Hanqing took the notes of her great-grandfather with her, and only wanted to return to Anxi as soon as possible to share this amazing discovery with her master.

At this time, Anxi is still located in the depths of the desert, so naturally there will be no common people living there, but this place has become a holy place that warriors all over the world yearn for.

From time to time, people traveled across mountains and rivers to make a pilgrimage to Anxi, and then were persuaded to go back by the cavalry stationed in the desert, so as not to disturb the tranquility of the human emperors.

Naturally, Gao Hanqing was not hindered and entered the city smoothly, but only saw Xing Ge and Jia Xuan who were drinking together.

Gao Hanqing saluted and asked: "You two emperors, where is my master?"

"You said that Lord Xuandi has gone out." Xing Ge waved his hand and poured another large jar of wine into his mouth.

"Going out?" Gao Hanqing suddenly felt melancholy, now that the world has been settled, where is Master going?
Among the barren mountains and wild mountains, Song Yun found the burial ground of Xiewei, and saw Nangongshuo's body leaning on the flagpole.

Nangong Shuo died with a smile, and closed his eyes peacefully.

Because of his reincarnation this time, he will live in a peaceful and prosperous age, and finally there will be no wars and evil spirits.

The 4-year mission of Zhu Xiewei has also been completely completed.

Song Yun silently put away the blue armor pieces all over the floor, and buried them in the depths of the cave together with Nan Gongshuo.

Then he took out a jug of wine and poured it in front of the tomb.

Strictly speaking, Song Yun was the founder of the Xiexie Guard, and even Shan Li, the leader of the first generation of Xiexie Guard, was secretly arranged by him.

However, he only played the role of initial creation, so he let go of it. For 4 years, it has been this generation of Xiexie Guards who have used their blood and lives to fight against evil spirits, unswervingly, until the entire army is wiped out.

"Comrades, it's hard work."

Song Yun raised a glass of wine and drank it down.

He erected another huge stone tablet, which recorded the glorious deeds of Zhu Xiewei in detail, cast spells to make him immortal for ten thousand years, and then drifted away without disturbing him any more.

The mission is over, the hero should rest in peace.

The spring breeze is soft and blows all over the mountains.

Song Yun turned into an ordinary pedestrian again, and quietly came to a small mountain village on Shannan Road.

At the entrance of the village, there were children playing and laughing, looking at the stranger with curious eyes.

"Excuse me, is this the Li Family Village?" Song Yun took out some candied haws like a magic trick and asked with a smile.

The children gathered around happily, took the candied haws, and nodded happily.

"Is that the mausoleum of your village over there?" Song Yun pointed again.

The children nodded in doubt. The man asked what the cemetery was doing?
Before asking, a gust of wind blew by, and this strange stranger disappeared.

Song Yun came to the cemetery in Lijia Village, scanned the tombstones, and finally saw "the tomb of Li Mu, an old soldier in Beiting."

The tombs of three thousand Beiting veterans have long since fallen leaves and returned to their respective hometowns, leaving only a tomb in Chang'an to commemorate the feat of the veterans who have defended Anxi for 50 years.

When Old Li was a young boy Li Mu, he once invited Song Yun to his home in Shannan Road, and today Song Yun came to attend the appointment.

Old Li Tou is not a ghost, he cannot be reincarnated, death is a real death, ashes return to ashes.

Song Yun was feeling emotional when he saw an old woman walking tremblingly on a crutch, bending down with difficulty, and pulled out the weeds in front of Lao Li's grave.

"Young man, who are you from Li Mu?"

"Friends of Wangnian." Song Yun stared at the old woman, and suddenly said: "Is it possible that the old lady is the lotus mother that Lao Li said?"

The old woman's hunched body trembled, and a few old tears hung in her eyes, "This bastard still missed me back then, he finally has a little conscience."

"Haha, he also said that he would go home and marry you, but unfortunately he came back a bit late."

The old woman tapped the ground in front of Li Mu's grave with a walking stick, "A little late? This lazy guy is 50 years late..."

Song Yun poured a pot of wine in front of Lao Litou's grave, leaving the old woman alone to feel sad, and left quietly.

Back in his hometown, there are still people who care about and take care of him. Maybe this is a good ending for Old Li, right?

The old woman suddenly felt a warm feeling in her body, and the pain that had plagued her for many years disappeared.She raised her head in surprise, but she could no longer see the young man.

As soon as Song Yun walked out of Lijia Village, he saw a man and a woman in the sky.

The man is dressed in a white robe with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his expression is stern. The woman is dressed in a red armor and riding a fire phoenix, her beauty is full of heroism.

It was the White Emperor Yin Han and the Red Emperor Qinghuang.

Song Yun smiled and said, "You two are finally together? Congratulations, why don't you hold a banquet to celebrate?"

Qinghuang shook her head, "It is enough to have your congratulations. After all, this era is no longer our era. The old people are gone, so there is no point in staying for the two of us. We are planning to travel around the world to see the scenery of the world."

This is a special farewell.

Yin Han took a deep look at Song Yun, remembering the challenge set 10 years ago, but because the gap in strength between the two was getting bigger and bigger, they still couldn't make a real move.

Now Song Yun is at the peak of human immortality, and at the same time possesses the realm of Yang God, and his combat power has reached the peak, which is not something that human immortals can compete with in the later stage.

This battle may be far away, but Yin Han has no regrets. He has discovered that there are many more important things in life than fighting.

In the end, he just cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Senior brother cherishes it."

"Teacher, take care."

Yin Han nodded, and flew up hand in hand with Qinghuang, and gradually disappeared into the distance.

"They're all gone." Song Yun looked around, feeling a little lost.

In Anxi City, Jia Xuan glared at Xing Ge, who was grabbing wine again, and waved to Song Yun from a distance of thousands of miles: "Come back to the bar, I've been lonely for thousands of years, and finally I have a decent drinking friend, shouldn't I have a few more drinks ?”

"I've been drinking it for several months, and I still drink it." Song Yun shook his head angrily, and suddenly sighed again.

"Loneliness for thousands of years, indeed loneliness for thousands of years."

One person and one sword, he started on the desert, guarded in the isolated city, walked and killed, and went through countless storms, but he was always alone.

Wushuang Jianxin, of course, can only be unique to one person.

Recalling the most lively and comfortable stage in life, it seems to be the ignorant life of playing games, eating barbecue, and seeing beautiful women in college with roommates before time travel.

"Master?" Gao Hanqing suddenly felt something, standing on the top of the wall, vigorously waving the notes of the ancestors in his hand.

Song Yun smiled, "You are my apprentice, not my son, you should live your own life."

"The promise of the year, the touch of the year, let them be fixed in the year forever."

Song Yun looked around, at the sky, at the clouds, at the mountains and rivers, and at the world.

"What a wonderful world, once you've come here, once you've fought once, it's worth the trip, happy haha..."

Amidst the loud laughter, a sword opened the sky.

Dressed in white clothes, she flew out of the sky, like a boat crossing the sea, drifting away.

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