The vanity is gone, and the rest is loneliness.
Bu Fang sat in the restaurant.
Very quiet, very calm, the wine swayed in the glass, rippling, spreading out in circles.
Dugu Wushuang lowered his head, completely devoid of vitality.
Although he is a sword god, he is a practitioner.
But in Xunxianxing, those who do not become immortals will eventually become mortals, and their lives will come to an end one day.
But now, following Bu Fang for three hundred years, his life has come to an end.
The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, the last wick.
It was also transformed into a gorgeous sword intent by him, blooming in the void.
Dugu Wushuang thought very simply, even if he was going to die, he would leave the last ray of wonder in this world.
And he did.
His sword caused a shock in the entire Seeking Immortal Planet.
Countless strong men were amazed by it.
Many martial arts pinnacles are horrified.
Because from this sword, they felt the invincibility and loneliness that tore through the void.
This sword... is not weaker than the Immortal Sword!
However.
This amazing sword was just the beginning.
Everyone on the planet raised their heads and looked up at the starry sky.
I was shocked to find out.
Outside the starry sky, meteors fell one after another.
A vast meteor shower shocked the world.
When everyone thought it was just a meteor shower, everyone was wrong.
The flames dissipated.
What was revealed was actually a figure walking through the air.
Fairy!
The whole planet boils.
Everyone fell to their knees.
Countless martial arts experts were so eager to scream.
Looking for immortals, I have always been looking for immortals.
However, I haven't seen the immortal for thousands of years, but I saw the legendary immortal today!
A fairy descended.
Countless people were excited by it, they bowed their heads and knelt down, praying to the heaven.
…
Hou Tu looked at the mortals below with complicated eyes.
This star is too backward, and the concentration of aura is not even one percent of that of the prehistoric.
That man... is he hiding here
Houtu sighed.
It has been more than three hundred years since the Great War.
That man disappeared for more than three hundred years.
Although for more than three hundred years, the universe and the world have been very peaceful.
However, under this kind of calm, the undercurrent of existence is turbulent, which is even more uncomfortable.
At that time, everyone thought that the end of the world was coming.
After all, the supreme soul god who is comparable to the prehistoric way of heaven has descended...
However, no one thought of it.
The powerful Soul God was suppressed and sealed by that man.
At the price of a body's cultivation, the Soul God was sealed!
Below, countless mortals are bowing down.
Houtu could feel the surging spiritual thoughts.
That is the belief of mortals.
Houtu sighed.
Why did Bu Fang hide in this star
Is it just because this star is behind
Does he want to die of old age peacefully in this star
The mortals on this star are constantly begging for immortality.
But…
How did they know that a real boss was hidden among them.
A fairy in the world of mortals.
Perhaps only that man could do it.
…
After the soil fell.
Her body changed, unadorned, no mortal recognized him.
A light flickered.
Yang Jian appeared in plain clothes.
The Xiaotian dog followed beside him.
Hou Tu and Yang Jian nodded, and both turned their heads at the same time, looking in the direction of the restaurant.
In the restaurant... they sensed a familiar atmosphere.
That was Bu Fang's aura.
However, this breath is extremely weak and weak.
As if it was going to disappear at any moment.
Bu Fang...
Houtu and Yang Jian sighed.
The Roaring Dog let out a low groan.
The three stepped into the restaurant.
The restaurant is laid back and has a calming vibe to it.
In the restaurant, vanilla plants are planted, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.
Xiaobai turned his dull mechanical eyes, and landed on Houtu and Yang Jian who stepped into the restaurant.
After that, just don't pay attention.
Xiao Ba lied on the ground weakly, and turned his head slightly when he saw other people stepping into the house.
The little guy was in a depressed mood.
Outside the door, more and more immortal gods descended.
For them, three hundred years is just a snap of their fingers.
Bu Fang's name is still as loud as thunder.
God of Cooking, who suppresses the soul god, this title made them travel thousands of miles to this star.
Just to get a glimpse of Bu Chef's face.
Hou Tu saw Bu Fang.
He took a deep breath.
She covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.
The current appearance of Bu Fang...
His white hair was hanging down his head, and he was wrapped in a shabby robe.
On his face, there were ravines and ravines, and the original paralyzed face could be vaguely seen.
However, there is a lot less sharpness and a lot more precipitation.
How did Bu Fang become so old
Yang Jian's expression was complicated.
Three hundred years is already the limit for mortals.
If it weren't for Bu Fang's extraordinary physical body, he might have died in two hundred years.
However, although Bu Fang has become a mortal, but...he can't grow old like this.
As long as he practiced a little bit, it would not be a problem at all to become an Immortal King and gain longevity based on his previous foundation.
Could it be that Bu Fang himself gave up his practice.
Xiao Tiangou saw Bu Fang, rushed up quickly, and licked Bu Fang's face.
There was also a look of emotion in the dog's eyes.
Bu Fang rubbed Xiaotiangou's dog's head, looking at Xiaotiangou, he would always unconsciously think of Lord Dog.
For Lord Dog and Xiaoyou, perhaps, three hundred years is just a snap of the fingers.
But for Bu Fang, it almost spanned a lifetime.
Different vision, different sensitivity to time.
If he is a fairy, he will be flashy for three hundred years, so he won't care.
But if it is a mortal, three hundred years, it is already three lives and three lives.
"you… "
Houtu opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
However, Bu Fang raised his dry hand and waved it.
"Needless to say… "
"Do me a favor."
Bu Fang raised his head, his cloudy eyes looked towards Houtu.
Hou Tu was taken aback.
Bu Fang pointed to Dugu Wushuang with his head down in the distance, and said, "This kid has followed me for three hundred years. If he had used his sword to cut the void a hundred years ago, he would have had the chance to become a fairy. It's a pity that he gave up. That chance, keep following me... Now, I want you to help me bring him back to life."
Yang Jian and Houtu's eyes fell on Dugu Wushuang.
His gaze changed slightly.
Although Dugu Wushuang had withered and died, the sword intent left on his body was extremely terrifying.
Can mortals achieve such a terrifying sword intent? !
To be able to follow Bu Fang's side is really not ordinary.
Houtu nodded.
In Bu Fang's capacity, this request is not too much.
The life of Xunxianxing is also in the cycle of prehistoric reincarnation, and Houtu will naturally be able to save it.
She raised her hand, and the mana flowed.
Tap in the void, like lightly picking a flying leaf.
Dugu Wushuang just died.
His soul is not gone yet.
Under the traction of Houtu's mana, it quickly condensed.
Although Dugu Wushuang is a sword god, in their eyes, he is no different from ordinary people.
Yang Jian raised his hand.
With one flick.
Immediately, a stream of mana flowed and landed on the sword god Dugu Wushuang.
The latter's old body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, he returned to his youthful and vigorous period.
It was as if time had been turned back three hundred years.
Of course, Yang Jian's method was not to turn back the time, but to help him recover his vitality and make his body bloom again.
hum...
The return of the soul, coupled with the roar of blood in the body.
Dugu Wushuang quickly opened his eyes.
He was panting heavily, sweat beaded on his forehead.
he died
No…
not dead!
He is alive again? !
How could he be alive again
When the vitality came to an end, he saw the long river of reincarnation...
How did he live again
Dugu Wushuang looked at his body, the body full of vitality made him gasp.
"I… "
Dugu Wushuang opened his mouth.
He saw Houtu and Yang Jian.
Turning his head to look, Bu Fang was sitting cross-legged in the distance.
Could it be... Bu Fang saved him
The fairy master finally made a move
"Boss Bu, let's go back and practice again. When the time comes, the soul god will be born... you still need to suppress it."
Hou Tu looked at Bu Fang with eager eyes.
Saving Dugu Wushuang is just a matter of convenience.
However, the most important thing is to allow Bu Fang to return to the prehistoric times.
Yang Jian didn't say anything.
He just looked at Bu Fang with eyes full of expectation.
Xiao Tiangou stuck out his tongue and licked Bu Fang's face.
All are waiting.
in the void.
Bird Master's body was shrouded in a cloud of mist, he looked at Bu Fang and sighed.
The body disappeared into the void again.
For three hundred years, he has witnessed Bu Fang's transformation.
That transformation is the deepest transformation of the soul.
He witnessed Bu Fang's culinary skills improving day by day.
He never thought about it.
After reaching Bu Fang's level, cooking skills can still soar at this speed.
Every dish Bu Fang cooks contains true and pure emotions.
Master Bird was deeply moved.
In the ancient ruins of the gods, he had discussed cooking with Bu Fang.
At that time, Bu Fang still insisted that the quality of ingredients determines the quality of food.
At that time, Master Niao used a pot of godly wine for husband and wife to refute Bu Fang.
But never thought of it.
Hundreds of years have passed.
Bu Fang actually gave up the path he had always insisted on and embarked on the path of sentimental cooking.
Just like the gods wine for husband and wife.
Emotion runs through every dish.
But…
The way of sentient beings is even more difficult.
There is almost no end to it.
Some things...may have to be witnessed by life and death.
Three hundred years.
Master Niao has been hiding in the void for three hundred years and has been guarding Bu Fang.
Bu Fang traveled to the stars and felt the way of sentient beings.
From the love for the village at the beginning, to the love I saw when I traveled to the mainland later.
He walked in the world of mortals and was used to seeing many emotions.
As a bystander, he contained all the emotions on this planet.
Today's Bu Fang, after skimming off the glitz and dross, what's left... is only the essence.
pity…
Youqingdao, after all, it is not that simple.
…
Bu Fang shook his head, picked up his glass, and drank the wine in one gulp.
He turned his head to look at Dugu Wushuang.
"You have become an immortal now, do you want to stay or...leave? The road to immortality has been opened for you."
Bu Fang Road.
His eyes are dull.
That kind of insipidity made Houtu and Yang Jian palpitate.
Dugu Wushuang is still a little confused now, he needs to sort out his thoughts.
He has become a fairy
A heartbeat.
The turbulent mana in his body made his complexion flush red suddenly.
He has followed Bu Fang for three hundred years, and the sword intent he has realized can already cut through the void.
Although he didn't understand as deeply as Bu Fang, but in the process, Bu Fang would occasionally explain his doubts to him.
His sword is not a ruthless sword, but a sentient sword that integrates his own emotions.
"Immortal Master... Wushuang swears to follow the Immortal Master!"
Dugu Wushuang knelt on the ground, staring at Bu Fang emotionally.
Bu Fang nodded.
Did not say anything.
He let Houtu and Yang Jian leave.
"Let's go, I will come back when it's time to return, if I can't return... everything can only follow the rules."
"The map of Shanhe Sheji can only suppress the soul god for thousands of years. If I can't return, I will return by force, and the day the soul god breaks the seal... I can't stop it, it doesn't make any sense."
Bu Fang Road.
"The debt has been paid off. Now... what I have to do is to go the way I should go."
Bu Fang's words made Yang Jian, Hou Tu and others frown.
They couldn't guess what Bu Fang was thinking.
But Bu Fang's stubbornness made them helpless.
They left the restaurant.
But other gods kept stepping into it, visiting Bu Fang.
Really annoyed.
Bu Fang let the silent Xiaobai take action...
After picking up a few fairy gods, these little fairies and little gods with a strong sense of curiosity finally calmed down.
Dugu Wushuang was terrified.
It turns out... the dull iron lump Xiaobai is so strong!
The fairies took up residence outside the restaurant.
The years passed.
In one thought, another two hundred years.