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Extra: Xiaoyao. Qingming

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily.

It will rain on the sky, but not on the clouds.

Because it rains originally from clouds.

The Taoist sits on a cloud just as he sits in a tower. It makes no difference to him where he is.

But Taoist is not the only one on the cloud.

A little girl ran barefoot on the clouds, leaving a string of laughter.

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The little girl seemed to trip over something, fell into the clouds, and took a bite of the clouds.

"Dad, these clouds look like marshmallows!"

"Mengmeng, be careful."

The man whom the little girl calls daddy is a burly man. If he could describe his temperament in one word, it would be - fierce.

The girl's name is Xue Mengmeng, and she is Xue Meng's daughter.

Xue Meng, the most powerful man with the most background in the legend.

There are almost a dozen of Light's most powerful foster fathers.

After the death of the most powerful demon god, the threshold for being the most powerful seemed to be lowered, and the most powerful people were born one after another in the human race.

Today's most powerful people are naturally inferior to the earliest nine generations of powerful people in terms of gold content.

There is also a gap between the strongest.

Even though it is recognized that Yingjiu, the weakest of the nine generations of the strongest human race, the fifth generation of the strongest, can still show crushing combat power when facing other strongest.

With Xue Meng's qualifications, it is indeed not easy to cross the last threshold.

Not because he is too weak, on the contrary, because he is too strong.

If Wuhen hadn't gathered all the swordsmen in the world and took away the SSS-level talent in one step, Xue Meng would have had a chance to become the strongest.

Well, even if Wuhen becomes the strongest, Xue Meng is also a double strongest, and as Xue Meng has more and more adoptive fathers, there are more and more strongest in one branch.

No matter how strong the father is, he still needs his son to live up to his expectations.

Xue Meng's road to becoming the strongest was not easy.

Finally, under the instruction of Mou Gou, Ye Jiu took Xue Meng and met a strong man with a sword in a small world.

That guy is very crazy, even crazier than Xue Meng.

Very fierce, but not as powerful as Xue Mengmeng.

Xue Meng, who uses swords, looks down on you who use swords.

After a great battle, Xue Meng finally crossed the threshold and became the strongest.

But after Xue Meng achieved the ultimate strength, he realized that the opponent in front of him had been suppressing his realm and had not yet exerted any strength at all.

The opponent's target was not Xue Meng from the beginning, but a certain eye that liked to look everywhere.

Following some breath, the arrogant swordsman chased after him with his sword in hand. Judging from his posture, he wanted to challenge Ye Bai to a duel.

Naturally, Xue Meng wouldn't worry too much about Ye Bai. He had always suffered only for others, and he had never seen Ye Bai suffer at the hands of the most powerful non-human race.

No big deal!

Xue Meng was concerned about another matter. He originally planned to discuss it with his adoptive fathers.

Who would have thought that before Xue Meng opened his mouth, the strange old man would come to him first.

The old man was still as weird as ever, "Today is the Qingming Festival."

Xue Meng was puzzled, "So?"

"Going to the grave."

Xue Meng wanted to say, "Go and visit the grave of whomever you want to visit. Why are you looking for me?"

The strange old man patiently explained,

"It is the younger generation who goes to the grave."

He and the being in the grave are the same generation.

Whether visiting the grave or sweeping the grave, you cannot go alone, you must take a junior with you.

Wei Laodao only has two juniors, one is Xue Meng, half is Ying Er, and the other half is also Ying Er, and together they are one.

Coincidentally, Ying Er is also on the clouds.

"Dad, you died so miserably!"

Ying Er lay on the clouds and kept wailing at Xue Mengmeng,

"Dad, why did you even change your gender?"

"Dad, please say something, Dad!"

This was not the first time that Xue Mengmeng saw Uncle Ying's second uncle being ill. She blinked her big eyes, not afraid at all, but rather curious.

That's right, Uncle Ying Er.

For Xue Mengmeng, Ying Er is both an uncle and an aunt. When combined, they are naturally an uncle and aunt.

Xue Mengmeng squatted in front of Ying Er and touched Ying Er's head.

"Uncle, you and your father must have a good relationship, right?"

"That's not true!"

Ying Er said proudly,

"If I could use one word to describe the relationship between my father and I, it would be affectionate as father and son!"

Xue Meng:.......

This is all a mess.

"So, who are we going to visit?"

Xue Meng's question soon had an answer.

The clouds stopped in the void. The remaining power on these ruins was enough to kill the most powerful people. It was hard to imagine what kind of war had broken out here.

The void battlefield, the final battle, is also the place where the most powerful demon god fell!

Is it strange that the old Taoist brought them here to visit the grave?

Ying Er fell in love with the scene, thinking of his biological father, and smiled even more happily.

"Dad! You finally made it!"

His father had been tormented by his dream for most of his life, and finally, his dream came true.

Xue Meng didn't know what to say, so he could only pull Ying Er and Xue Mengmeng aside and burn some yellow paper for his biological father's sworn brother.

The Taoist stood in front of the grave. He did not burn the yellow paper or go to see the Shura Pagoda. He just faced the battlefield and the ruins and spoke calmly, not knowing who he was talking to.

"You've already died once."

"The dead don't need to visit their graves."

"Visiting the grave is meaningful only if you can convey the news to the other party."

And Xiaoyao never does anything meaningless.

There is another existence who died on this battlefield - the strongest demon god.

"You will live."

The Taoist said calmly,

"Then die again."

"No matter how many times you come, the ending is destined, you will die."

The Taoist stood above the void, and in the wind and rain, there seemed to be a message coming back.

"You want to say that we will also grow old, we will also become weak, and we will also die in battle?"

The Taoist shook his head. They were never afraid of death. When they set foot on this battlefield, they were aware of their mortality.

"It doesn't matter whether we exist in the world or not."

"It is very important to the world without you, very important."

After a while, the wind got stronger and the rain became more intense.

The information in the wind and rain became clearer, "Where there is light, there will be darkness. The dark side of the world, the collection of filth, the savior of the evil... As long as there is soil for darkness to grow in the world, He will eventually return."

The strongest demon god will be resurrected. No matter how many times he is killed, He will always return in a form.

Can't be killed?

The Taoist glanced at the sky.

The rain in the sky stopped.

The Taoist glanced at the void.

The wind in the air was still.

The Taoist glanced at the battlefield.

The existence deep in the battlefield that was ready to move was left with nothing but restlessness.

On the Taoist's shoulder, a butterfly appeared at some point.

The butterfly flew in front of the Taoist and flapped its wings slowly.

The Taoist had only one simple thing to do,

"Kill it for me."