Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 318 I want my believers to live forever ([-])
This incident can be regarded as a small episode, not everyone got up as early as Old Man Lin, so it hasn't caused any sensation yet.

However, in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Jiang Huai used the treasure of great freedom to transform into a tall and straight willow tree again.

Just like before, the breeze blows, the willow leaves sway, and the crisp wind chimes sound softly, like a giant supporting the sky, traversing the mountains, there is an invincible aura exuding...

The Supreme Realm can be called the Great Emperor in the world that shrouds the sky, and he is even more invincible, and one will not be born in ten thousand years. Although the condensed willow tree is not the main body, it still has a terrifying aura.

Between the flowers blooming and withering, another half month passed in a hurry.

The days are still as usual, everyone in Liucun works at sunrise and rests at sunset, which is perfectly in line with the laws of nature.

The only difference is that there is a small figure on the stone steps winding like a long dragon in the back mountain.

He is the old patriarch of the tribe.

He is now over 90 years old, which may not be considered a big deal among high-level monks who have lived for tens of thousands of years, but from the perspective of ordinary people, he is already considered a long-lived person.

The old man's body became more stooped, and his complexion became older. In the past, he would plan many affairs of the village with the old man Lin. In the past few years, his energy was not enough, but he liked to bask in the sun, and often sat for hours.

At this time, old man Lin and other elders who are about the same age will come over to sit for a while.

They vaguely sensed something, and all of them looked a little dignified.The old patriarch's talent is not good, coupled with his lack of intention to cultivate, he has not broken through the blood-moving state until now, and his blood has long since dried up.

As the sun sets, the withered vines and old trees faint.

The old patriarch was lying on the grand master's chair with a relaxed, kind and kind expression on his face.

"I really wish I could listen to my mother's advice again."

The old tribe chief sighed.

"What? What did she tell you?" Old man Lin opened his mouth. He felt that this year's old man's speech was a bit weird, as if flashing back to him, and couldn't help being a little nervous.

"I don't know, I didn't hear it back then!"

The old man shook his head and smiled wryly, but then his face showed relief again, and there was light in his eyes.

"But that's okay, I'll be able to hear it soon, I just ask the village head to speak for Lord Liu Shen, I'm afraid I can no longer serve you around..."

The old patriarch's voice turned out to be getting softer and lower.

Then, the body gradually lost its movement.

"Old guy, you went to bed too early today!" Old man Lin sighed, his eyes were a little moist.

Three days later.

The head of the native tribe was buried in the back mountain.

On the day of the funeral, Mr. Lin and his friends who had a good time on weekdays wept bitterly.

They remember this former old friend, but at the same time feel depressed about death.

Even the supreme beings who are high above can't say that they are immortal, immortal and immortal, let alone them?
In fact, the older a person is, the more he fears death. After all, there is still nostalgia for the world. Although life itself is walking through swamps, and sooner or later, it will be buried deep in the loess, but only by being alive can we see the prosperity of the world and the full house of children and grandchildren.If you die, you will not see or hear anything, and the years will be endless, and will eventually be completely forgotten by the world.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not death, but being forgotten, whether it is for the living or the dead. The loneliness caused by that kind of forgetting is comparable to the desolate and dark depths of the universe.

Jiang Huai saw all this in his eyes, and a few ripples suddenly appeared in his heart that had not changed for a long time.

Even though he is immortal, even if he is invincible in the world, but the people around him can't do it, and they will gradually move away from him one by one, just like Huang Tiandi, looking back through the ages, he can no longer see a familiar face, This feeling of loneliness is actually unbearable for any life.

He wants his believers to live forever, and even more so, he wants all the wishes of the believers to be realized.

This is the way he wants to go.

If one person attains the Dao, it is not called the Dao, but if everyone attains the Dao, that is the real attainment of the Dao.

"If possible, I would like all my believers to live forever, and time cannot take away our souls. Even if the galaxy dies and the universe dies, everyone in Liu Village will be immortal!"

Jiang Huai's gaze became tough, his pupils were extremely bright, and countless stars in them fluctuated, as if they were evolving the endless life of the universe...

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The water flows in the east, and the leaves fall to know autumn.

Suddenly, time passed day by day.

When the warm sunshine shines on the ground through the mottled reflections of the vigorous old trees in the mountains and forests, and the northwest wind in late autumn and early winter brings the fragrance of Lingmai, it is another cold winter solstice.

However, since the Xanadu Formation and the Elementary Spirit Gathering Formation, Liu Village has become like spring all year round, and the temperature is always warm and suitable.

In particular, after Jiang Huai planted the seeds of the world tree, the small mountain village was completely transformed, full of aura, even those immortal orthodoxy could not even match.

Looking from a distance, the fairy mist is pervasive, the auspicious clouds are shrouded, and the purple air is coming from the east, attracting many auspicious beasts and gods and birds to entangle themselves, coming from unknown places, scrambling to nest here.

This change is silent and even more inadvertent.

On the third day of winter, the first gust of cold wind ushered in the vast land. Jiang Huai no longer planned to continue the transition, but prepared to pardon the decree and announce the birth of Liucun.

Now that he has reached the Supreme Realm, he can be even more powerful against real immortals by means of various means. He is truly invincible and invincible. He no longer needs to worry about those immortal orthodoxy deliberately targeting him and targeting Liucun.

If anyone dares to refuse to accept it, he will directly destroy it. Jiang Huai has the confidence to sweep everything away.

The supreme will is unparalleled, and it upholds the supreme will, which can declare the heavens and the world.

For a moment, the dazzling decree turned into pure energy and went straight into the sky, and then, like a long rainbow sun, hung above the sky, the mighty coercion was transmitted from the nine heavens, covering the nine heavens and ten earths, as if coming In the ancient times, the prehistoric world suddenly appeared, and the sky roared.

At this moment, the upper world was shocked, and the universe was shaken.

Whether it is the immortal orthodoxy that has inherited endless years, or the family power that lives in a corner, they are all in a long-lost shock.

Because it was too shocking, the supreme pardon, the decree of the gods, had not appeared in countless tens of thousands of years, and it was too dazzling, heralding the birth of a new emperor.

Under the decree of the god like the sun, countless souls gathered soon, including young men who had just entered the blood-transferring stage, and some unrivaled powerhouses who had already ascended to the position of gods.

But no matter which one it is, they are all as small and insignificant as an ant compared to that majestic decree.

All the people looked solemn, the aura of the Supreme Realm was too terrifying, it was nothing more than a will, and the heaven and the earth were roaring, making it difficult for them to calm down for a long time.

"I'm afraid it's going to change!"

An elderly creature spoke, and the voice was full of shock. It was a soaring snake, a pure-blooded creature. At this moment, the divine fire was burning, and it inadvertently melted the mountains. It was obvious that the heart was extremely restless. The brilliance like a furnace.

(End of this chapter)