Mu Bingmei left.
She left this cave and Vermilion Star, but she was not alone. By her side, there was a man in white. This man had white hair and an ordinary appearance, but he showed an indescribable temperament. , Making people very comfortable, he held Mu Bingmei's hand, as if in the dream of the reincarnation, he kept pulling it, not letting go.
He vaguely heard Mu Bingmei's words in the sky.
"Are you... a clone, or a body..."
"I am Wang Lin, I am by your side." Wang Lin looked at Mu Bingmei and said softly.
Mu Bingmei looked at Wang Lin, and gradually, a smile appeared on his face. The smile was beautiful and very happy.
As they went away, until they left Vermilion Star, they didn't know where they were going..."
When they turned into a Changhong and disappeared into the sky, on that earth, in a place they couldn't see, Wang Lin stood there, watching them go away, with a smile on his face.
The clone is still the main body, and only Wang Lin knows the answer.
Perhaps the one who left with Mu Bingmei was Wang Lin's clone, and the one who stayed here to look at them was his main body, but perhaps... the opposite was true!
There is no answer.
Thirteen also left. His whole life has been following in Wang Lin's footsteps. Now, Wang Lin lets him fly alone. The birds have grown up and have to face the wind and rain alone, and watch the rainbow in the wind and rain. This is the only way to go , Can truly grow into an indomitable person.
"All gone..." Only Wang Lin remained on the Vermilion Star. Before falling asleep with Liu Mei, he went to worship his parents, and now after going to worship again, he came to the home where Li Muwan lived with Li Muwan.
The valley that passed by in the years but was restored by him.
In that valley, Wang Lin lived and accompanied Li Muwan, feeling ordinary in the years. He held Li Muwan and counted the reincarnation together, as if he had been like this a long, long time ago.
In loneliness, immersed in the inner peace and feel warm.
Time goes by year after year. In spring, everything is recovering. Wang Lin planted a lot of flowers and plants in this valley, watching the flowers bloom, watching the summer rain fall, watching the autumn wind play the years. Song, looking at the snow floating in the sky in winter.
Wang Lin has been with Li Muwan all the time, and there seems to be a piano sound in his ears as if it had gone thousands of years ago.
Ten years, ten years, ten years... In this peaceful valley, Wang Lin lived for seventy years.
He accompanies Li Muwan. Here, he has forgotten everything. He does not consider his own cultivation base, his original perception, and all the conspiracies and twists and turns of life. In his eyes, only Li Muwan is in his mind. , There is only this figure, and there is only the wisp of piano sound beside his ear, which revolves in the years.
In the 200th year of returning to the cave world, Wang Lin welcomed a guest in the valley where Wang Lin was. This guest was a bald man. His appearance was the same as before, without the slightest change.
He came from the world, outside this valley, standing there for a long time, watching the flowers bloom in the valley, watching the wooden house in the sea of flowers, watching the lonely figure sitting cross-legged in front of the wooden house.
The man sighed lightly, his expression showing melancholy.
Holding a hip flask in his hand, he sighed, walked into the valley, crossed the sea of flowers, and came to Wang Lin's side. He looked at Wang Lin, for a long time, for a long time, sitting cross-legged opposite Wang Lin.
Wang Lin opened his eyes and looked up at the bald man in front of him, a smile slowly appeared on his face.
"You came."
The bald man nodded silently.
"Can't forget..." After a while, the bald-headed man handed the wine jug to Wang Lin, took out another one by himself, and took a swig fiercely. The wine ran down the corners of his mouth. , Fell on the clothes.
"I never wanted to forget, how can I not forget it." Wang Lin took the hip flask and took a sip.
"You are torturing yourself." The bald man looked at Wang Lin with a complicated expression.
"Torture..." Wang Lin murmured, drinking the wine without continuing to speak.
"Give up... You won't succeed. If this goes on, you will be tired, and Wan'er will be tired too..." The bald man shook his head and said softly.
"I should call you Mo Zhi, or another name." Wang Lin looked at the sky and said slowly after a moment of silence.
This bald man was exactly the Mo Zhi who told Wang Lin that he would forget his heart when he died in the Temple of Rainy Night!
"Mo Zhi... I always have this name." The bald man sighed lightly.
"Wang Lin, you should have guessed all the answers yourself, I can tell you all... you..." Mo Zhi was about to speak.
"Don't say, there are some things, let me think about it myself." Wang Lin shook his head, took the flask, and took a big sip.
"Drink with me at the bar... You and I have not seen each other for a long time." Wang Lin smiled and looked at Mo Zhi.
The bald man was silent, holding the hip flask, and drinking with Wang Lin one by one, until the night, until dawn, the two did not speak a word.
When the horizon in the distance had light again, Mo Zhi stood up, looked at Wang Lin, and sighed secretly.
"I'm leaving... I hope you can succeed..." He didn't persuade him any more, turned and walked away. When he was about to walk out of the valley, he stopped, did not look back, but turned his back to Wang Lin.
"Master asked me to ask you, when will you return the delimitation compass of the inverse dust volume..." Mo Zhi's words echoed in the valley. After he finished speaking, he stepped out of the valley and gradually went away.
Wang Lin still sat there cross-legged, drinking wine, indifferent to Mo Zhi's words and leaving.
He had understood some things a long time ago, but he knew that he was himself, named Wang Lin, who was born in the Zhao country of the Vermilion Star, a carpenter's family, and grew up in a small mountain village.
Step by step, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, step by step, to the present level.
The resurrection of Li Muwan was his own decision, not because of a certain consciousness or a decision made after interference from a certain cycle, but what he experienced and chose.
"I, that's me..." Wang Lin's eyes were not confused, but clear.
"It's good for Mo Zhi, Hongdie, even Mo Zhi's master, as well as fortune son of the day... They all think that all things in this world, the world of Dongfu, and the continent of Xiangang are all illusory and unreal. It was transformed by my reincarnation dream..." Wang Lin murmured, he had already figured out these things!
"Just, is it really like this..." Wang Lin smiled slightly, stood up, looked at the sky, his eyes showed bright light.
"Tian Yunzi, do you really think I don't know where you came from!" Wang Lin's eyes flashed, he looked at the sky, faintly, he seemed to see outside the sky, outside the Xiangang continent , In that boundless darkness, there was a figure wearing black clothes, with extremely long black hair, carrying a wave of destruction and killing, walking like a distant figure.
The target that the figure is moving forward is the Xiangang Continent.
"Tian Yunzi, the answer to all this is not for you to tell me in the realm of the ancient gods, but I, there, to tell you! Let you know, what is the real truth!" Wang Lin Daxiuyi Shaking, a skull appeared in his hand.
This skull belongs to Jiqiong.
The skull flickered, and there seemed to be a line of small characters on it, and it quickly disappeared.
"You are all wrong..." Wang Lin retracted his gaze, smiled slightly, turned to the wooden house, looked at Li Muwan who was lying there, and Wang Lin sat beside him, looking at her who was sleeping, his eyes soft.
"Wan'er, you will wake up... because I already know the real way... and in the ancient ancestral temple, I have already started."
There was a trace of madness in Wang Lin's eyes, this method was indeed extremely crazy!
The years are gradually passing by in the constant alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Wang Lin has spent many years with Li Muwan in this valley. This kind of peaceful life is what Wang Lin’s life is apart from Huafan and Dream Dao. , A rare scene.
He accompanied Li Muwan, talking, counting his memories, and immersed in his own world.
Over the years, Shisan had come back several times, each time in that valley, accompanied Wang Lin for a few months, and then left again to pursue his own life and practice.
Xu Liguo and Liu Jinbiao did not know what method they used, but they actually found Zhong Dahong. With the cooperation of the three of them, they were extremely happy in this world of Dongfu.
Especially since their bodies were reincarnated and grew up on the Xiangang Continent, they could pass through the gate of the cave and borrow Wang Lin's power to enter and leave at will. As for Zhong Dahong, Wang Lin's help can also be the same. In this way, after sweeping the entire Dongfu world, these three people and the sea dragon who also liked this activity left the Dongfu world and began their legendary experience on the Xiangang Continent.
It’s just that before leaving, Xu Liguo and the three came to Wang Lin’s place, and they were courteously serving and flattering. In the end, Wang Lin’s laughter left their own breath and imprint on them, allowing these people to After safety, the three of Xu Liguo left excitedly.
With the tiger skin of Wang Lin and the fighting power of the Golden Sea Dragon, they are confident that they can deceive the immortal gang into a realm of defense!
In the sixtieth year after Xu Liguo and the three left, Wang Lin took Li Muwan out of the valley, out of Vermilion Star, out of the world of Dongfu, to the mainland of Xiangang.
Before leaving, his spiritual sense saw the immortal world, saw the monks there, was digesting the orthodoxy left by him, saw Thirteen, and saw many old people.
He retracted his consciousness, and took a look at the cave world for the last time!
There are still three months to go, when the Primordial Divine Realm on the Xiangang Continent opens, there will be Wang Lin's last stop!
"Wan'er, you will accompany me when I walk out of the Primordial God Realm..." Wang Lin muttered, stepping out and stepping into the gate of the cave mansion realm, disappearing without a trace.