After a long silence, a hint of gratitude suddenly flashed in Hun Daozi's eyes. He straightened his clothes, smoothed his wrinkled Taoist robe, stared at the direction where Feng Qingyang and others left, and bowed deeply to them.
"From now on, I am no longer your junior brother." Turning his head to look at the ancient god painting, Hun Daozi said calmly. If his expression was distorted, he might even find it unbelievable.
But now, the other party's deep eyes showed a clear and undoubted thought after a long time. The middle-aged man did not speak, but smiled slightly.
The fierce battle with the Holy Prince also made him feel an unprecedented pleasure. He was deeply impressed by the other party's character. "Yes, since I have left the small world, there is no reason to go back. From now on, I will be a casual cultivator in the spirit world!"
"You... are you going to betray your master?" Gu Shenhua was horrified, and her beautiful face turned into shock in an instant. Perhaps Feng Qingyang's strength was a little expected, after all, he was the person that the Holy Lord specifically wanted to kill, so his cultivation would naturally not be too weak. But now the one who turned against them was Hun Daozi, who was almost going berserk.
Others might not think anything of Feng Qingyang's hatred, but in her opinion, this hatred almost permeated her soul and even turned into a demon in her heart. She was still madly wanting to take the other person's life a moment ago, but now, it suddenly reversed. The change was so fast that Gu Shenhua could not cope with it and it was like a dream.
"Don't worry, Senior Sister. Perhaps this is fate. It's not that I want to kill him, but it's because of my inner demon. If it weren't for what Crazy Friend said at the last moment, I would have been under the control of my inner demon forever. But now, that doesn't matter anymore."
Gu Shenhua nodded as if she understood, but she still couldn't let go of the murderous intent in her heart towards Feng Qingyang. Not to mention other things, just the matter of Gu Qianxun was not something she could easily forget. Perhaps this is what it means that only women and villains are difficult to raise.
"Take care!" Hun Daozi clasped his fists and bowed to the two of them neatly, then followed the direction Feng Qingyang left, turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the Fire Source Star Region.
He did not follow the other person's footsteps, but after a great enlightenment, he suddenly understood the meaning of his existence. Perhaps as Feng Qingyang said, some things are destined. Since they exist, there is a reason for their existence. Why should he resist the tide of time? If he did that, he would only hurt himself all over. Fortunately, he is still alive. As long as he is alive, everything that has happened is just a part of the Green City in the long years of the monk.
"Take care of yourself too." The middle-aged man watched Hun Daozi leave for a long time. After a while, he turned around and bowed deeply to the ancient god painting. Fellow brothers, today is the time to say goodbye.
“Tell the Buddha for me, just say… just say there are no two of us unfilial disciples.” He immediately turned around, broke through the void on the spot, and transformed into a long phantom, shuttling through the Fire Source Star Region. After a few breaths, his breath completely disappeared.
"Go away! All of you go away!" Gu Shenhua was in despair. At this moment, she suddenly felt very pitiful. The silent void and the burning power coming from it seemed to be mocking her.
"It has nothing to do with me, why do I hate it so much?" She raised her right hand, her magic power turned, and suddenly a ray of light condensed, smoothing out the wrinkled long skirt, and the original embarrassment was swept away. "If you leave, I still have to, or at least... I will not leave the World Honored One until I have completely killed Feng Qingyang!"
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The City of Sin, this city that penetrates the heaven and earth, spans three thousand cultivation stars in the spiritual world, and even countless super powers in the lower world. Even if the spiritual world is overthrown, the demons inside are safe and sound.
Although all the monks who entered the City of Sin were unforgivable criminals, over the long years, especially after the outbreak of this great catastrophe in the spiritual world, they seemed to have suddenly changed, their respect for life.
This does not require people to deliberately explain it, but it happens naturally. After witnessing the lives of all the creatures in the spiritual world, even the powerful ones who are as powerful as semi-saints, falling one by one, one will understand the meaning of living.
The catastrophe in the spiritual world has been going on for several years. In these few short years, earth-shaking changes have taken place. If it were not for witnessing it lightly, almost no one would dare to believe that the once powerful spiritual world cultivators were killed by the wrath of Heaven. Even those who were left were just weak mortals, ants that were not in the eyes of Heaven. Among them, the vast majority relied on the City of Sin as their absolute living force.
The world is in decline, and the air is filled with a bloody smell. The aura of destruction of the five decays of heaven and man fills the entire spiritual world. Wherever it passes, all things wither and there is no sense of the existence of life at all.
Feng Qingyang sat alone at the foot of the Humiliation Cliff, looking calmly at the inky black river flowing below the cliff. It was as dark as ink and seemed to be an abyss that penetrated the sky and the earth. Where would it end? Would it be the end of the world or the end of the sea
After returning from the Fire Source Star Region, Feng Qingyang fell into meditation. He did not go to meet his cheap master, nor did he even greet him. Instead, after ascending to the Ninth Heaven Palace again, he came here.
This was the place where he became possessed, and also the new starting point for his rise. Here, he met a group of strong brothers and sisters, but it was also here that he lost a lot.
Perhaps, he did not have many friends, but in his heart, what he lost was not these, but the living beings in the world. When he watched them die and could do nothing about it, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
"I am a human being, how can I watch them die like this? If I were strong enough, would I be able to guarantee their comfort? But in fact, the meaning of life is the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death. Sooner or later, everyone will die. Why am I doing this now?"
Feng Qingyang sat under the Demon Cliff like a stubborn stone. After a long time, his body was gradually covered with dust. Through spring, summer, autumn and winter, he even forgot his own existence.
Qian Shangli and others stood silently in the void, looking at the lonely figure below, and suddenly felt a little sour in their hearts. The originally thin body was actually shouldering the mission of carrying the spiritual world.
In fact, he could have run away and ignored everything, but as the years went by and fate arranged it, he eventually came to where he is now, turning the world upside down and becoming the unrivaled Hou Zun in the spiritual world. If he gains something, does he really have to lose something