I created the Longevity Club

A wisp of residual soul, of course, is to let you see your miserable state, see the end of defying my will, and to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, so that everyone in the world who has small thoughts about me can see what the end of a monk who is called a great way and can walk into the footsteps of a saint will be like, and to make you regret, regret that you should not live like this, looking at the world you saved, but can't do anything, and enter the heavenly way of the three thousand worlds, and be trapped in your own cocoon, but you have to do it.

From the beginning to the end, I have no suspicion, it's just ordinary things plus ordinary things, "coincidentally" and "accidentally" things have become like this.

If you want to get to the bottom of everything, you say that some things are not the fault of Pangu God?

What do you say? It's all perverse logic, right?

So, be obedient.

In recent years, the dream land has been much quieter. Coupled with the cover-up by some people, the small world that was originally a medium-sized blessed land has become a terrifying place that cannot be entered or exited in the mouths of cultivators. With this back and forth, it has become even less well-known.

But is that green shirt and a long sword really quiet?

I don’t think so.

Now it is stored in Lu Li’s sea of ​​consciousness and imitated by the owner as a rare formation. In the strange light spot next to it, there is half of the inheritance of the green shirt. The specific details still depend on Lu Li’s subsequent performance. After all, this is considered to be the selection of a closed disciple and a personal disciple. They are to inherit the master’s mantle. There can be no carelessness, otherwise my painstaking efforts will become a bubble.

At the beginning, I protected Xiao Ke, who was still a big demon, but I couldn’t protect my other half, Miss Liu.

I rely on my cultivation to resist the way of heaven, and Miss Liu, dressed in red, kills monsters with a sword. It is a good story, but the ending of the story is not as beautiful as people think, so..., as people wish.

But at least I have a clear conscience, no regrets for my years of study, no regrets for my sage books, no regrets for the world, and no regrets for my heart.

I just feel guilty about one person.

First, I made some arrangements, deliberately gave a weapon that seemed "natural" and "incomplete", so that Xiao Ke, who was still a big monster, made some "mistakes" when refining it into his life object, which led to those people not being able to find Xiao Ke, who was sent out of the small world by searching his soul. Then, through the arrangement of the back hand, those places that seemed to be "mistakes" were made up by some other means. Although the process was a bit bloody, "Little Miss Liu", who was doted on by everyone since she was a child, had to go through the baptism of the stone mountain and the sea of ​​blood when she went through the stage of entering the world, so that I could rest assured that she was alone outside.

The monster body worships people, and the monster body kills monsters. The seemingly cruel experience was all carefully prepared for Xiaoke to grow up. With the fake death and resurrection technique that I taught her, basically there would be no problem. Even in this unfeeling prehistoric world, it was enough to protect herself. The next road, Mr. has no talent and can't help to regulate it. You can only watch you go.

But I was afraid that in this "what if" hand, the fake death and resurrection technique would be ruined by Lu Li who just happened to know the power of time and space, but it was connected with Xuan Er by mistake.

In this way, a young man with the same ability, personality and temperament as me appeared in front of me. It was so coincidental that it was a bit suspicious. I even thought that the old almanac of the year had not been turned over, and there were still chess pieces to play. Although this possibility was very small, it was not impossible. Almost everything was harmed by someone's conspiracy. Xuan Er had to pay more attention in his heart. Although he was now a remnant soul, except that he could not leave this blessed land, he could do much more than before.

If the things that happened back then happened again, Xuan Er was confident that he would never let the other party succeed.

But unfortunately, there is no second year.

With a somewhat hollow figure, he picked up the teacup and quietly looked at the reflection in the cup. His appearance was still the same as before, but he was missing something and had a lot more things.

He sighed and drank the tea in the cup. His mouth was tasteless and his heart was bitter.

So in these years, he has been looking for the reincarnation of Miss Liu, but he has no way to leave the blessed land. He can only stay in the blessed land and pull people to the blessed land. However, due to the special nature of his blessed land, those cultivators who do not have such high cultivation will passively lose the things that happened to them. To say something strange about dreams, what about being the Jade Emperor in charge of the three realms, what about turning into a stone bridge... cough cough, dreams are transformed by human hearts. The Lord of the blessed land also let him see the true appearance of many cultivators' hearts.

It's a pity that the person I'm looking for has never been able to escape from this passive state, no matter how many times. I have forgotten how many times I have seen the sunset with "Miss Liu", but not once, not once can she take away, or even remember anything about me.

Xuan Er was still lucky before, even if, even if you took away a decoration, remember a sentence, I would not be so sad.

The falling flowers have intentions, but the flowing water has no intentions.

I don't know if the people over there did it intentionally or fate played tricks on me.

Of course, except this time.

After many twists and turns, the reincarnated "Miss Liu" got the immortal weapon long sword that she had left behind after she had gone through so much trouble. Her cultivation level was not like the previous lives where she stopped after rising a few realms. All living beings are hopeless.

If I could see her again, I would probably say something good from the bottom of my heart. A red-dressed long sword would be a good match for a girl, and it would be even better if she had a horse.

However, I am afraid of such a girl Liu. I am afraid that the people back then would not let it go, and I am afraid that these people who want to save face will always interfere.

Then don't blame me for being rude. Xuan Er's shadow had a gleam in his eyes, and the strength in his hands suddenly increased.

"Bang."

The ceramic teacup followed the sound, and the debris and mist were restrained by Xuan Er's casual belief, and disappeared without a trace.

Before, you were a saint, and I was a quasi-saint.

Now you are still a saint, but I am a heavenly way in the three thousand small worlds.

Don't say that there are only monks practicing Taoism in the temple, flowers, birds, plants and trees are all here, and the Buddha sees 48,000 insects in a bowl of water, aren't they all Taoism.

If you want to ask about Taoism, I will answer, if you ask about swords, I will take it.

Then I will ask you again, Galan, if it is full, how can it be empty.