A loud shout rang out behind him.
At the same time, a relic flew behind him and hit Dao Feng on the back.
Dao Feng was already the end of the strong crossbow, since the Yuan Shen was scattered, after taking this heavy blow, he could no longer resist it, the Yuan Shen accelerated and scattered, and even couldn't control himself, floating in the air, his figure became lighter and lighter.
The original feeling of death......
That is true.
The only remaining trace of Dao Feng's residual thoughts, looking down at his Yuan Shen body, decomposed and melted little by little.
He died twice, the first time was to cut off the body, which was death in the human sense, and the second time was in the Dead Silence Forest, where he cut off the spiritual root and soul, and the two deaths brought him a different experience and made him enlightened.
However, these two times were not real deaths, simply put, at the moment of death, although he had a near-death experience, he also knew that it was just a process of preaching, not real death.
This time, however, it was completely different.
Even though he was as strong as him, at the last moment of the death of the original god, he still felt fear and confusion, and even a little desperate.
Is it right or wrong for me to do this, and is it worth it?
He felt that he was flying upwards, flew out of the monastery, and flew all the way into the air, and he saw those big guys, standing in the courtyard of the Beidou Temple, looking up at him.
(He doesn't even know which one gave him the last shot, but it doesn't matter at all.)
He saw the Qing Changfeng rushing in, and the Qing Changfeng also spotted him, and suddenly stopped halfway up the mountain, looking up at himself.
In his hands, he held the whip and the seal of Fantian.
It used to be his own exclusive magic weapon.
The glory of the past, Valley of the Wind, Ye Shaoyang, Yang Gongzi, Chen Lu......
All this is gradually gone.
Nothing was taken away, nothing was left.
In a lifetime, what about going around and around, crisscrossing the three realms, and sweeping the world?
He saw the Emperor Xudu, sitting upright in the court, humble and strict.
He saw the Jizo Bodhisattva, in purgatory, holding a scroll, holding a scroll, holding flowers and being silent, compassionate.
He saw Shaoyang, Qingyunzi, the three masters and apprentices, eating hot pot and singing songs in the room in winter.
He saw his previous life, as if it was in front of him, but it seemed to be far away, and after all, he turned over one by one.
He saw the memories of his past lives, the evolution of history that had been made up of shuttles.
He saw all living beings, eating, drinking, and dying, living, aging, sickness, and dying.
(Under the sun, nothing new) In the end, these two scenes merged together, and in the depths of his consciousness, as if he had suddenly become enlightened, he understood some truths.
Everything is under the rules, time, space, living beings.
Immutable rules.
The so-called Avenue of Heaven and Earth turned out to be like this.
"Wind ......"
Qingyunzi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, bringing him to a new world.
As a teenager, he stood on the edge of a cliff in Maoshan Mountain, and the autumn night was full of stars.
Dao Feng has been standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the mountains in the distance, the dotted lights and ghost fires in the middle of the mountains, which makes his young heart full of yearning.
Qing Yunzi and Ye Shaoyang, who was only a few years old at the time, were catching snakes in the grass and planning to roast and eat them.
"Daofeng, what are you standing there pretending to, hurry up and come over to help!"
Qingyunzi scolded.
Dao Feng ignored him and continued to look calmly into the distance.
This old man didn't catch a snake for a long time, and caught some locusts after autumn, and Qingyunzi also roasted and ate it.
"What are you doing standing here all the time?"
Qingyunzi asked.
Dao Feng held a string of grasshoppers in his hand, pointed to the distance, and said, "Master, when can I go down the mountain?"
” Qingyunzi walked over with his hands behind his back and stood next to him, and the little boy Shaoyang also followed, standing aside curiously.
"What can you see from here?"
Qingyunzi asked.
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"Mountains, mountains everywhere, that's all there is to it."
Shaoyang gnawed on the charred locusts, and his mouth was full of black ash.
"Night."
Dao Feng said.
Endless nights.
Qingyunzi nodded, touched Ye Shaoyang's head (rubbed all the black ash on his hand on his head), and said: "If you see a mountain, then go climb the mountain, the scenery at the top of the mountain is always better than the bottom of the mountain, but there is a mountain outside the mountain, you can never climb the highest mountain, even if you climb up, there is still the sky higher than you, you will be at the top, the world looks up, to that step, what should you do?"
” Ye Shaoyang blinked his eyes flickeringly, and said casually: "Climbing the mountain is for fun, just climb to the highest mountain, it's okay, why go to the sky?"
” Qing Yunzi smiled slightly, and asked the wind again: "The night is the sky, endless, and unconstrained, but the night also represents cold and loneliness......
Shaoyang, this child, will be unspeakably expensive in the future, and he will be able to stand on the highest mountain, but he is naïve and reckless, but everything in the world, where can everything be determined by your temperament?
If you want him to break through the sky, he has to be enlightened and find a reason for himself, and at that time, no one can stop him.
And you, Dao Feng, you are like the night, boundless, unrestrained, but you are dark and lonely after all, you, not afraid?
” This is almost one of the few times in Qingyunzi's life that he has spoken at the most level.
Dao Feng turned his head to look down at the cliff and said with a slight smile: "Master, I have never been afraid of anything, nor have I expected anything, but ten years later, everyone in the world knows my name, even if I don't despise it, I can't do anything about it."
The two names of 'Dao Feng' will surely shake the world and upset the Three Realms!
” ………… The past of those years is still vivid.
"Master, it's been more than ten years now, and what I said back then has been done now."
Thirteen years old, holding a three-foot magic sword, slashing the corpse king alone; At the age of fifteen, he traveled the world to subdue demons and eliminate demons; At the age of eighteen, he fought all over the world with his peers and disciples, and none of them were defeated.
At the age of twenty-two, he killed the twelve yin gods, the three major witches and demons with a single sword, and broke through the six reincarnations......
The name moved the world, and he was named the "God of the World".
After ten years of demons, after returning, he opened a sect, divided the ghost domain into three parts, and fought against Yin Si and Taiyin Mountain with his own strength.
In my life, how glorious, how lonely, how incomprehensible, but ......
Isn't that what I want?
After all, it didn't go in vain.
It's just that......
Master, at this moment, I want to see you again, and Shaoyang, It's just that I got everything I wanted, but I didn't feel happy.
I miss those days in Maoshan.
I'm constantly gaining and losing.
I've done all my life just to be a pawn of others.
In the end, the calamity is over, and the world is empty.
At the last moment of the extinction of the Yuan Shen, Dao Feng thought of the eternal line of words on the stone tablet outside the north gate of the capital city: (There is a game today, you can take a look, I don't have this blessing, I have a problem with the cervical spine recently, dizziness and want to vomit, insist on writing a chapter, don't worry, it's impossible to say that the wind is dead and dead, continue to look back...... ） (End of chapter)