The end of the First World War and the passing of the light made people feel complicated. The monk fought all his life, fighting against the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, fighting with himself, what did he fight for in the end, and what was left behind
Still a pile of bones.
"Shengfo, wake up!"
There was a long and mournful howl, and a group of people surrounded the old holy ape, all showing anxious expressions.
Ye Fan was covered in blood and was dragging a heavy wound. Everyone stepped out of the way, even Emperor Jinwu, Yin Tiande, Zhang Bairen, etc. had no intention of making a move.
Up to now, he has an indescribable domineering aura, even though he was seriously injured, he still intimidates the world for nine days and ten days.
Old Shengfo was glowing all over, and he had already started to transform into Tao. As a master of this level, no one dared to touch him, otherwise he would follow him into immortality, and everyone showed sadness.
He should have been sitting down a hundred years ago, and only because Ye Fan refined part of the emperor's blood into his body, he lived for a hundred years longer, but this time he came here with all his strength, just to see Ye Fan and the chaotic body World War I.
Ye Fan made a move, evolved the supreme secret method, drew a beautiful trajectory with his right hand, took Sheng Buddha away, turned into a thunderbolt, and hurried to the heaven.
Houzi, Xiaosong and other heavenly powerhouses receded like the tide, and followed, full of worry in their hearts. People knew that Shengfo was dying, and maybe they could only send him the last mile.
The mythical battlefield was silent, and no one expected such an ending.
"It's a pity that Fluctlight is worthy of being a generation of heroes."
In addition, what else can people say, the joys and sorrows of monks, the end of the strong, the dimness of Tianjiao, they may experience this in the future.
The news of this place spread to all parts of the universe, causing a big wave.
In the heavenly court, Ye Fan put Lao Shengfo on a sacred mountain, and ordered people to invite Princess Shencan, because time was really running out.
"Is there really no other way?" Everyone in the heavenly court was dejected, and many looked at Ye Fan.
Hou Zi also had tears in his eyes, he was a staunch person, but he couldn't restrain himself at this moment, his only relative, uncle, was about to die, which made him extremely sad.
Regardless of his own injury, Ye Fan forced out a stream of blood essence from the wound, which was sparkling and had a kind of fragrance, which wanted to melt into Shengfo's body and prolong his life.
"No need to waste it, I should sit down, do I have to learn from the Supreme in the restricted area to rely on other people's blood to survive?"
"Wait for me..." Princess Shencan came, with tears in her eyes, and she was going to touch Shengfo's face with her hands.
Everyone was taken aback. If they touched like this, Princess Shencan might be affected. Not everyone is as powerful as Ye Fan.
Ye Fan shot again, and a ball of soft light flew out of his palm, covering the body of Princess Shencan, allowing her to come closer.
"Don't be sad. Birth, old age, sickness and death, who can avoid it? I've been on the road to heaven for a lifetime. Don't you think it's hard to see this final death?"
Shengfo is very free and easy, but there are too many people in this world who can't let go.
"I now have a way to suppress Shengfo, and then seal it in the fairy source, so that this state can be maintained, and whether to continue life can be left to the future." Ye Fan said.
"I was entrusted to this life from the ancient times. Life after life, what's the point of such a deep sleep, like a withered tree? Why don't I just go back here." Shengfo saw the sadness of everyone, and said: "People always have Once I die, I have experienced everything I should have experienced. What is there to be dissatisfied with? The most important thing for a person is the satisfaction of the state of mind. In the last years, I have no regrets."
He spoke very plainly, and then pointed out that a blurry world appeared, and the country of mortals evolved. Time changed quickly, and he saw the life and death of mortals, sickness and death.
"We are the same as them, but with a longer lifespan. Their sorrows and joys, their joys and sorrows, are also present in us. You see, the old farmer was very peaceful when he died, isn't it a blessing?"
If you can't live forever, you can't step into the fairyland, and you will eventually perish, it's just a matter of time.
Dou Zhanfo has experienced the most glorious era when his elder brother was alive, and also caught up with the era of great turmoil when his elder brother died. His wife and nephew were separated. Millions of years later, in this life, he has experienced and witnessed the most magnificent prosperous age. The fire will be extinguished, but there is no regret.
"I'll go on the road with you!" Princess Shencan wiped away her tears and said with a smile.
In the end, the fight defeated the Buddha sitting.
In the gorgeous light rain, Princess Shencan also transformed into Taoism. Everyone wanted to stop her, but Ye Fan stopped her body, but couldn't hold her heart, and finally sighed sadly.
However, Princess Shencan was very satisfied, and walked together with Shengfo in the light rain.
The two disappeared from this world together, causing great sorrow to the Heavenly Court.
"Uncle, aunt!" The monkey shouted, tears rolling down.
"Master's condolences, Shengfo walked very calmly, the two of them passed away with smiles." Huahua persuaded.
Everyone came forward together, although there was sadness, but it was not so sad, because the two left with satisfied smiles, perhaps it was a blessing to them.
In addition to the monkey, there was also the little silkworm crying loudly, fighting to death, and finally being dragged away by the little girl.
Half a year later, a senile elder came to the Heavenly Court, laid flowers in front of the graves of Shengfo and Princess Shencan, and said, "We are all old, and it's time for the curtain call. Don't mind me being your neighbor."
"you are… "
"My name is Gu Tianshu." The old man in white declared his name.
Upon hearing the news, the Black Emperor roared and rushed over, saying, "Old Gu!"
Ye Fan was also alarmed, and went out of the customs to enter the Shenxu, to meet this powerful and famous senior master.
"Old Gu, tell me, did the emperor really sit down, or did he break into the fairyland?" Heihuang asked anxiously, grabbing Gu Tianshu's collar with his big claws.
"Just like you, I was sealed into the source by the emperor and fell into a deep sleep. How could I know." Gu Tianshu sighed.
"How could this be?" The Black Emperor was in a daze.
"The emperor chose to stay in Zishan because he was waiting for someone, that is, the Immortal Emperor. The emperor has never lost or miscalculated in his life. I think... he will never lose. He must have waited for that person."
"You mean that the Great Emperor is with the Immortal Emperor?" the Black Emperor said.
"Yes, if the Immortal Emperor does not die, the Great Emperor Wushi will not perish." Gu Tianshu speculated.
Ye Fan listened quietly, reaching this level, the past was less mysterious for him, and he could already guess some things.
Gu Tianshu stayed, but his life was limited. He left a few plants of the king of medicine and gave them to Tianting. Ten years later, he transformed into Taoism in the Shenxu.
There is an extra tombstone, accompanying Shengfo's tomb.
This is just a microcosm, and it is also a beginning. With the passage of time, birth, old age, sickness and death will appear on a large scale, and a generation of people in heaven will leave forever.
Yes, the old lunatics and demons don't have many lifespans, and they will eventually go down this road.
At night, Ye Fan stood alone on a cliff of Undead Mountain, looking into the sky, he didn't move for a whole night, he was thinking hard, is it really necessary to watch them die one by one
This year, he was more than 2,300 years old, and he had walked on the road of cultivation for a long time, but compared to his longevity, he still had a long way to go.
"I don't want the whole world to be silent, and I'm the only one left." Ye Fan whispered, facing the new dawn, sitting down cross-legged, thinking about the way of longevity.
"Clatter..."
He shook off the fairy picture and looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to see through the scroll and see through a vast fairy world.
Two years later, a news came from Beidou that old man Wei Yi, one of the three masters of Tianxuan, had passed away. Like Sheng Buddha, he did not want to continue his life with magic medicine, and wished to pass away naturally.
Ye Fan was saddened, and another respectable old man passed away. He had protected him like Sheng Buddha in the past, but now he couldn't stand the time and came to the end of his life.
Ye Fan felt uncomfortable. From these people, he thought of the God King in White and the old man Gai Jiuyou. There was mist in his eyes. From now on, do we really want to watch the friends and relatives around us pass away one by one
Thirty years later, another new tomb appeared, and Ye Fan led the crowd to pay respects. It was the tomb of San Qiluo, the former guide to the heavenly court. After seeing the prosperity and brilliance of the heavenly court, the old killer passed away with a smile.
Killer, premature eruption, full of potential, empty body, once brilliant, but doomed to have no miracles in his later years.
His cultivation base in the Heavenly Court is not very high, but he is deeply respected by the juniors. Without him, there might not be the current Heavenly Court. He is a respectable guide.
"Ah..." Ye Fan rushed to the sky alone, and with a loud roar, most of the universe shook, shocking many people.
There was a kind of pain in his heart, and he felt a kind of powerlessness. His strength was rare in ancient and modern times, but after all, when he exhausted all his strength, he couldn't save the lives of the elders around him one after another.
Seeing the passing of respectable people one after another, Ye Fan felt very sad.
After a year of silence, Ye Fan came out again, took his little daughter with him on the road, and left the heaven.
"Brother, where are we going?"
"Let's go look for immortals and find something related to longevity." Ye Fan replied.
He unfolded the fairy picture, stared at it carefully, and held it to travel in the universe, trying to find something. This picture is probably something from the chaos of ancient times. As for the imprint on the back, it should be added by later generations.
"when… "
When he found a certain place, he heard the sound of the fairy bell, which was deafening, but he couldn't get it. The bell melted into the void and disappeared into an unknown chaotic world.
Afterwards, Ye Fan came to Beidou again, went deep into the ground, and wanted to find the deserted pagoda. This pagoda was also like this. in other domains.
"It's much smoother than Emperor Zun's cauldron!" Ye Fan could only sigh in this way.
"Big Brother, where are we going?" Xiao Nan asked.
"The place I'm going to this time may be dangerous to my little girl, so you wait for me." Ye Fan said, but that place may also need a little girl.
"Ninny is not afraid." The little girl said delicately.
Ye Fan shook his head resolutely, then tore apart the universe with his spiritual thoughts, called Xiaosong, asked him to accompany the little girl, and told him to take good care of her and wait outside the ancient forbidden land.
He himself took a step forward and walked towards Beidou's only life restricted area.