The Prodigies War

At daybreak, Lintian walked out of the room and looked around. He only felt that the sky was clear, the wind was pleasant and relaxed.

The scenery is still like that, but when the mood is different, the scenery is naturally different.

It was less than a month before the end of the nine regions battlefield. Lintian planned to take this opportunity to accompany Zhao Jingxuan.

Last night, Zhao Jingxuan said, "I know you can't put the summer solstice in your heart. I don't ask you to marry openly or covet fame. As long as you don't lose me, it's enough."

Because of this, Lintian was moved and felt guilty.

Zhao Jingxuan, the daughter of the great emperor of the Obsidian Empire, is a first-class beauty in the world. She has real dragon blood in her body. She is extremely talented and vulgar, just like a fairy in the dust.

It is a great blessing for other practitioners to be accompanied by this beauty.

But now, Zhao Jingxuan made such concessions, which made Lintian not ashamed?

Even Lintian himself had the feeling that the beauty cared for him so much.

If he didn't accompany Zhao Jingxuan well, Lintian felt that he was a sinner.

……

In the next period of time, Lintian didn't care about anything. He left the moat city with Zhao Jingxuan and visited the mountains and rivers. His footprints were all over the nine regions.

Take a boat to pan the lake, watch the sunset on the top of the mountain, tread the waves in the blue sea, lie drunk on the flowing fireflies, and look down at the waterfalls

Free and easy, not also fast.

Once in a while, Lintian picked Linglu God grass, cooked tea with rootless water in the clouds, and drank with Zhao Jingxuan among the flowers.

Floating life is idle, half because of cultivation and half because of monarch.

What is the struggle between the nine regions, what is the pursuit of the enemy, what is the cultivation of Dharma, are all thrown behind by the two people.

The joy here is not enough for foreign humanity.

……

Time passes like this, day and night.

On this day, a land of snow-white glaciers.

Lintian split a piece of ice core to get water and cooked tea in a small red mud stove. Zhao Jingxuan hugged his knees and sat on one side, smiling and watching Lintian busy.

On the sky, there was a strange roar, like the sound of the road, which spread between heaven and earth.

Almost at the same time, the ancient desolation worn on Lintian and Zhao Jingxuan resonated and trembled at the moment.

At the same time, they stopped their actions and looked at each other. They all realized that the time for the end of the nine regions battlefield was coming!

Looking at the tea that was about to boil on the red clay stove, Lintian sighed softly. As time went by, the happiest scene was short after all.

"Eat marrow and know taste, don't give up and leave?"

Zhao Jingxuan's star eyes smiled, and tenderness surged in them.

Lintian nodded.

During this period of time, I accompanied Zhao Jingxuan to visit mountains and rivers. I was carefree and naturally reluctant to give up.

"Let's go. There are still many opportunities in the future."

Zhao Jingxuan took Lintian's hand and walked away. She was satisfied with her company and fun these days.

What's more, if the two feelings last for a long time, will they be in the morning and evening?

……

Lintian was stunned when he returned to the moat city.

Because I don't know when, in front of the magnificent and towering golden city wall, a stone tablet several feet high has stood.

On the stone tablet, lines of iron painting and silver hook like handwriting are carved with the text of Avenue.

"In the Third Battle of the nine regions, the sage Lintian, the leader of the ancient wasteland generation, led the battlefield of the nine regions with unparalleled power..."

"At the beginning, the sage Lintian killed 30000 Li, surrounded a city by one person, looked arrogant and invincible... Later, he rebuilt the city of protecting the road, broke the seven regions alliance and conquered the black cliff sea

"Wandering around eight regions alone, killing thousands of heroes with one sword..."

Above, Lintian's deeds in the past three years were listed in detail. In a trance, Lintian also recalled the scenes of the war in these years.

"Majestic, the only person, the only leader, the only hero, the only sage..."

"Your heart is like the sky, your Ze is covered with ancient wasteland, your achievements are outstanding, your strength is unparalleled, who can compete with the enemy..."

"Our generation's stele is here. The sage Lintian will go down in history. May future generations learn from him!"

Until the monument was finished, Lintian could not help but stir his heart and could not be calm.

He did not expect that the ancient wasteland camp would set up such a monument of merit for himself!

"Look at that."

Next to him, Zhao Jingxuan looked into the distance.

Lintian looked up and saw countless figures gathered in the city. Everyone looked at himself with a smile on his face.

"Brother Lin, this' merit Taoist monument 'is everyone's intention. Every word is written and engraved by different Taoist friends. Only in this way can we express our respect."

SHAOHAO spoke loudly.

Others nodded.

Lintian couldn't help touching his nose and said with a bitter smile, "can I refuse?"

"No!"

All the people spoke in unison. Immediately, they couldn't help laughing and the sound shook the sky.

Today, the nine regions battlefield has entered the closing stage. The monks in the city, from different places in the ancient wasteland, will also leave today.

But this time I left, and I didn't know when I would meet next time, so they all gathered in front of the city.

Just to say goodbye to Lintian!

"Thank you, everyone."

Lintian took a deep breath, bowed his hands and made a sound through the world.

……

Blood demon world.

In a remote place like a poor mountain and water, the sound of the sky is so loud that the blood green clothes hidden in the depths of a smelly mud are startled and wake up from the dormant silence.

"The curtain is finally over..."

Disregarding the smell of the dirty mud, xueqingyi rushed out with excitement and listened to the constantly ringing Tao sound, just like hearing the most beautiful melody in the world.

He stretched his hands to the sky, closed his eyes and showed intoxication.

Hatred has been dormant for almost a year, and now it has finally seen the sun again. For blood Qingyi, it is like opening a new road.

For a long time, the blood blue and scarlet eyes showed a deep and cold hatred and clenched their teeth:

"Shame and failure are not terrible. What's terrible is knowing shame but not courage. Lintian, I'll make you proud this time. In the future, my blood will be rewarded!"

Shua!

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

……

The northern underworld.

In the depths of the vast sea, a crazy figure was squatting on a reef and crying.

His hair was as messy as grass, his clothes were in rags, his eye sockets collapsed, his body was thin, and his appearance was more miserable than that of a beggar.

But if Lintian was here, he must be recognized as the leader of the northern underworld camp and the young leader of the imperial family Kun——

Kun Shaoyu!

However, how beautiful and arrogant he was in those days, just like the sun in the sky, shining brightly and leading the coquettish style of a region alone.

But now it has become so depressed that people are neither human nor ghost, crazy and mentally chaotic.

When the sound of the avenue rang out from the sky, Kun Shaoyu was squatting on the ground. He was as stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

His look began to change, cloudy and sunny, and his loose and confused eyes began to condense a little

For a long time, he got up and shouted: "I've been confused for decades, and today I know I'm me!"

One word at a time, if the Dragon screams, it rolls and surges in the sky. The sound is full of the meaning of liberation and openness.

"Lintian, wait. When I shake the green world, I will be ashamed!"

Kun Shaoyu suddenly stepped into the air, and his figure suddenly turned into a Kun. He didn't know tens of thousands of feet, collapsed the void and swept away the wind and cloud all over the sky.

……

Ancient wasteland.

In front of the city of protecting the way, countless ancient wasteland practitioners are also taking action, taking out the ancient wasteland, moving away from the void, and disappearing into the battlefield of the nine regions.

"Senior Lin, I'll take the lead."

"Green mountains do not change, green water flows long. Master Lin, we look forward to meeting you again in the ancient wasteland."

"Master Lin..."

Many people came to say goodbye to Lintian, some familiar, some unfamiliar, some able to name, some unable to name.

But everyone responded with heartfelt respect and blessings, and Lintian felt a lot.

Those who live can return to their hometown.

And those strong people in the ancient wasteland buried here are doomed to be silent here forever.

Life and death are so cruel.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer monks in the city.

"Brother Lin, farewell!"

You hengzhen and ye Maha came to say goodbye.

"Take care."

Lintian smiled.

"Lintian, after returning to the ancient wasteland, you must come to the Beidou world. I'll invite you to drink the ten thousand year old wine of crape myrtle holy mountain!"

The night Chen loudly way.

The smiling sky next to me interrupted: "no, I'd better go to my Qingfeng valley. I'll take out the seven treasures drunk immortal wine collected by my ancestors and drink it with you."

In a word, yechen glared: "do you dare not oppose me once?"

Laughing at the sky without giving in, he sneered and said, "I just don't like you. What's the matter?"

Well, the two guys who were born out of the eye fell in love with each other again.

Lintian could not laugh or cry, but his heart was warm. He was a friend and a brother sharing weal and woe!

"Brother Lin, we have to go, too."

Before long, SHAOHAO and Ruoyu also came to say goodbye.

Lintian talked with them and watched them leave one by one.

Until the end, only Lintian, Zhao Jingxuan, old clam, ALU, big blackbird, Xiaoyin and Xiaotian were left in the field.

This is also normal. When they first came to the battlefield of the nine regions, the strong in the ancient wasteland moved from different places.

When you go back, you will naturally return along the original road, which is doomed to be impossible.

Just like Lintian, when they came, they came from the transmission gate of the immortal mountain. When they returned, they would certainly return to the immortal mountain.

"Brother, let's go too."

Old clam and Alu looked at Lintian.

Lintian stood at the head of the city and looked around, as if he wanted to remember all this in his mind. After half a sound, he took a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and said:

"Go!"

A burst of light and haze flowed, and Lintian's figures also disappeared into the void one by one, leaving only such a large road city standing silently in the vast heaven and earth, filled with the immortal sacred atmosphere.

On this day, after three years of fierce fighting, the battle of the nine regions came to an end. No matter what camp, the strong who survived will leave today.

The huge nine regions battlefield has fallen into silence again. I don't know how many years will it be opened next time.

At that time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the colorful clouds came back!

——

(after writing the battlefield of the nine regions and returning to the ancient wasteland, it's a new journey. This time, Lin demon God will be happy with gratitude and revenge.)