Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

Small village.

It was already evening and the village was extremely lively.

“It’s just the Chinese New Year and you can eat delicious food again!”

"Let's have a party, let's have a party!"

“Lots of delicious food!”

A group of children were enjoying themselves around various prey.

The villagers have already gathered.

"Tsk, I haven't seen this big wild elephant in many years... The tusks of the wild elephants we ate back then were even prettier than this!"

"What a big snake, just right for making snake soup... Come on, Bai Qian girl, don't you want the snake gallbladder? I'll cut it out for you!"

"There are so many pheasant wings here, I can make a pot of chicken wings..."

Uncle Zhang, Aunt Wang and a group of people have already started cooking.

As always, Li Fan took matters into his own hands, and his disciples signed up for various delicacies.

"Beyond the Gray Mist Sea...the True Ancestor is really dead."

Blood Ancestor Xue Tian looked at the scene in front of him and was a little dazed.

"Hunted the whole world..."

"The Nine Methods successfully set out, and the Gray Mist Sea was wiped out..."

Now, they all know what is happening in the outside world.

Therefore, everyone is a little confused.

The Gray Mist Sea... is so powerful. It has experienced the golden age, seen everywhere, and has countless overlords...

For the White Mist Ancestral Realm, the Gray Mist Sea can be called a real giant, and the strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

But now, the Baiwu Ancestral Realm has completely counterattacked.

"On the dining table in the village, there are just a few more delicacies, but the outside world is a matter of life and death for the whole world..."

Demon Ancestor Wuye couldn't help but sigh and said:

"This small mountain village... is terrible."

Everyone also had complicated expressions.

So what if the so-called True Ancestors in the outside world have calculated for eternity? So what if he was beaten to death? A thought in this small mountain village can determine their fate.

This feeling is simply dreamy.

"The banquet is open!"

Finally, the food is ready.

Everyone comes to the table to eat.

The scene was extremely lively, with a group of mentally ill people, and this time another fight broke out over the onion, ginger and garlic!

Because, this time, there were basically no chickens or pigs in the village. They were all True Ancestors from the Gray Mist Sea. They looked down on ingredients like True Ancestors at all!

It is far from the seasoning in the village.

"Xiao Li said that these mentally ill people have improved and should be sent out, but I feel that they are still not better..."

The second uncle was a little puzzled.

Uncle Zhang also said:

"Yes, something seems wrong..."

And a group of mentally ill people who were competing for onions, ginger, and garlic were suddenly startled when they heard this.

"Are we going to be sent out?"

Luo Xingchen was stunned.

"Hey... what a place this is. We were supported by Ten Thousand Ways End, and it's an incredible opportunity to be able to come here and stay for a while in this life. That's enough."

Shizu was quite relieved.

"Yes, with the accumulation of this period of time, even if I go out, I can soar into the sky!"

"It makes sense... No, why not grab more and save it now?!"

A group of mentally ill people, after realizing that their food was getting more and more limited, couldn't help it anymore and started grabbing like crazy!

…

After dinner.

Everyone gets together to drink.

They were drunk, and after a while, a group of Li Fan's disciples were already a little tipsy.

"After the fourth meeting, it is the shadow of death..."

Nanfeng murmured, and she entered the Taoist landscape with a thought, and moved forward along her own path to the music.

On her path to the piano, there are fairy lights blooming, holy lights shining, and magical charms rising one after another.

Follow the road to the end, and suddenly there are countless shadows of time appearing around you.

There is a world full of flowers, with fairy light lingering in it. It seems that as long as you walk into it, you can live forever and touch the forbidden fairy way.

In a barbaric land, the ancestors were struggling, wars broke out, and there were terrifying Qi practitioners who chased the stars and the moon, but in the end they shed blood.

A sea of ​​music, in which fairy sounds rise one after another, and the notes converge into various visions, which are extremely astonishing.

…

This is a reflection of a square of time and space!

Her path to the piano connects countless dead figures of time.

The south wind at this moment can step into the shadow of death in any party.

However, it is also extremely dangerous. Most of the dead shadows of the years have long since completely disappeared. If you connect your own road to it, it will destroy yourself at worst, and your body will die. At worst, your way forward will be cut off, and you will be trapped in this life. Within the shadow of death.

Why are there so many overlords in the sea of ​​gray mist, but so few true ancestors? It is because it is too difficult to find a truly passable road among the shadows of countless years.

"There are countless dead shadows...where are we going?"

Nanfeng is thinking.

However, at this moment, she suddenly seemed to hear a gentle whisper coming from the depths of countless dead shadow worlds:

"Looking at the eternal world, the darkness is the same throughout all eternity... There is no way out."

This whisper seems to have traveled through eternity of time and space, echoing through the years, whispering to every living being, and seems to be telling the truth of the world!

Nan Feng was suddenly startled because she discovered that this voice... was clearly exactly the same as Master's!

what happened?

... Could this be the words that Master has left in the years?

No……

However, a premonition arose in Nanfeng's heart.

This murmur does not seem like the remaining words of the years, but rather like the sound of the current world.

But...how is this possible?

At this moment, she fell into deep doubts.

At the same time, it's not just her.

The rest of the disciples are also exploring along the great road at this moment.

Zi Ling, Long Zixuan, Lu Rang, Dugu Yuqing, etc...

They all saw the chaotic light and shadow in the Taoist landscape, and the scenes of the years were displayed before their eyes, and they could enter at any time.

But they all heard the same whisper, the same murmur.

Looking at all the eternity, the eternity is the same darkness... there is no way out!

"There is no way to go... Why do I feel like this is telling the world?"

"It's Master's voice..."

"What on earth is going on?"

They were all confused.

At this time, Zi Ling opened her eyes. After drinking the wine, her face was flushed, and her big eyes were a little blurry. She looked at Li Fan and said:

"Master...have you whispered anything to us?"

Li Fan was petting his cat and drinking wine. When he heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"No."

Is Zi Ling drunk or hallucinating?

Zi Ling said: "Oh... I think I heard you say that it's dark everywhere and there's no way to go..."

road?

What kind of auditory hallucination is this...

It was dark everywhere and there was no way to go... Could it be that Zi Ling had read Lu Xun's book?

This style is completely Brother Xun style...

However, it seems that I don’t have this in my study room... they are all miscellaneous books awarded by the system.

Li Fan didn't think much about it. He was slightly drunk and said with a smile:

"There is no road in the world...when there are more people walking, there will be a road."

Hearing this, Nanfeng Ziling and others suddenly became thoughtful.

"There is no road in the world...if there are more people walking...there will be a road..."

Dugu Yuqing murmured, a lonely and courageous spirit suddenly rose in his heart, and he whispered:

"There is no way out...then start with yourself...make a way!"

In the Dao scenery, his mind turned into a divine sword, killing thousands of residual images!

The shadows of death in the years are all useless!

In the past, there may have been many amazing avenues left...but he gave them all up and wanted to walk a new path on his own!

In an instant, the shadow of death quickly disappeared in his Dao scenery, turning into a rain of light all over the sky.

And Dugu Yuqing, as soon as he thought of it, his sword intention soared to the sky, and he melted the dark Tao scenery to create a sword path that stretched forward!

He... broke the shadow of death and established his own swordsmanship!

"I...succeeded."

Dugu Yuqing murmured, at this moment, he has officially passed through the realm of the shadow of death, and can be called the pinnacle overlord!

"I successfully opened up a path to swordsmanship..."

Dugu Yuqing looked at the road under his feet in Daojingdi, feeling extremely excited.

But, right now.

At the end of the road, a lazy whisper suddenly sounded:

"There is no road in the world. If I leave and others follow, there will be a road..."

Dugu Yuqing was suddenly startled.

This voice... is still exactly the same as the one before.

It's like the master is whispering...

"Master...still at the end of the road?"

Dugu Yuqing was a little confused...

"In this world...there is no new road at all...it is all the road that Master has walked??"

He was shocked.

I thought that cutting off all the shadows with one sword was my true intention and my own path, but I never thought that at the end of the road, the master's voice was still echoing!

But then, a chilling possibility suddenly occurred to him...

No, the person at the end of the road... is Master? ?

………

Good night