All the honors have fallen, Ying Zheng has fallen!
The extremely turbulent Martial God once again restored its previous peace under the iron heel of the Blood Prison Army.
The prince became the new generation of Qin Emperor and led the Qin army to withdraw to Tiangang.
The era of turning swords into plowshares also came. After the Qin State took control of Tiangang, the prince came with the Manchu civil and military forces of the Qin State, and the Qin State surrendered to the Huangfeng State.
Without too much bloodshed, Tiangang became the new territory of the empire.
Those people of the Six Kingdoms who wandered outside the territory were also allowed to return to Tiangang until the Six Kingdoms of Tiangang were gone.
But Ye Chen didn't pay attention to the changes in the outside world.
Tiangang, in the desolate Sword Hall.
Ye Chen stood in front of the jade coffin, looking at the familiar face in the jade coffin and remaining silent.
With his current strength, he could easily resolve the seal placed by the Lords in the second dream's soul, but he was unable to awaken the second dream.
Just like the second generation, the second dream's consciousness seems to have dissipated, even if there is still life in the soul.
"Teacher said he would take you back to the God of War!" Ye Chen murmured, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and turned to look at the second generation who had lost his mind. Although his eyes were open, they had lost the charm that he used to look down on the world, and were dim and dull.
Light.
"I broke through the shackles, stepped into the quest for defeat, and swept across the universe. My god can reach the sky, but I can't wake you up!" Ye Chen's eyes showed sadness, and his murmurs echoed in the empty sword palace.
With a sudden sigh, Ye Chen sat down, took out a guqin, and gently plucked the strings, "I still remember your favorite Sunshine Triad!"
The gentle sound of the piano floated in the desolate sword palace. Ye Chen played the piano quietly until the strings finally broke. He took out hundreds of bottles of wine from the Qilin Ring, drank so drunk that his eyes were hazy, and he fell to the ground.
Ye Chen had rarely been drunk in his life, but this day he was drunk.
I don't know how long it took. Ye Chen slowly woke up and looked at the second generation with heavy eyes: "Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't bring back Xiao Meng'er either!"
"Senior, you said that you reincarnated for thousands of lives just because you didn't want her to sink in reincarnation alone!" Gently pushing open the jade coffin, Ye Chen placed the second generation's body inside and sealed the jade coffin again.
Turning around, Ye Chen carried the jade coffin on his back and walked out of the hall with heavy steps.
Sword God Gate and the destroyed Sword Palace buildings have been rebuilt. They are brand new and full of vitality.
Ye Chen stood on Luoxia Peak and stopped to look at this scene. He tried to find the feeling of the past in these Sword Palace buildings, but he found that he could no longer find it.
It wasn't until dusk when the sun set that Ye Chen finally said, "Quiet, this Sword God Sect will be left to you from now on!"
Quiet! That little girl from the past is now like an elegant and refined white lotus, walking gracefully in lotus steps and standing behind Ye Chen. Her bright eyes are staring at Ye Chen's back. She is the current Sword God.
Sect leader.
"Sect Master, in An Jing's mind, you are the real Sword God Sect Master!" An Jing said softly, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
"No, Nizi. I'm already tired!" Ye Chen shook his head and turned to look at this pretty face that was as elegant and refined as the bright moon: "Nizi, do you still remember what I said before?"
"You are our future, and one day you will grow into us!"
"You will lead the Sword God Sect to the top!" Ye Chen gently patted Quiet Xiang's shoulder and walked through the long sword path. Scenes from the past appeared in front of his eyes. His old friends, Li Shiyue, Huang Wushuang, Yue Wu,
Xie, Feng Ge, Lu Ya and others.
In the three years since he disappeared, the Han Jian, Liu Ye, Shen Shen and Lu Ya he was familiar with fell away in order to defend the God of War.
And Jian Xue, who was willing to be a sword slave because she lost to him in the past, also fell, and fell on this sword path.
Walking towards the Luoxia Peak, the forest of tombstones lined with trees, snow-white pear blossoms swaying in the wind, falling over the cold tombstones, Ye Chen walked on both sides of the secluded path and saw many familiar names. He stopped and remained silent, far away
From time to time, the sound of sword whistling came from the foot of the mountain. The sound of sword whistling was like a lament, telling everything in the past. Until finally, Ye Chen came to Li Shiyue's tombstone, and lightly traced the tombstone with his fingertips.
He murmured: "Shiyue, I'm tired!"
Memories will always sink gradually in the river of time, but as long as a trace of sound or an old scene, everything in the past can float to the surface again.
Before nightfall, a brand new tombstone appeared, in which the second generation and the second dream were buried.
"Falled leaves always return to their roots!" Ye Chen murmured softly. He stood all night and didn't turn around until dawn broke.
A ray of light appeared on the unicorn ring, and Wen Ran appeared slowly. The illusory soul was like reality, and the star-like eyes inadvertently revealed melancholy and inexplicable sadness. This melancholy and sadness were like the ripples of spring water, in her charming
The dark eyebrows will ripple out and disappear in an instant. Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and stared at Wen Ran. His eyes rolled over the rings of time. He seemed to have seen the scenes of Wen Ran reincarnating with the second generation for hundreds of generations in the past. He did not go out.
He just turned around and left.
In this world, the most bitter thing is love. He turned his back on the God of War for her, and she reincarnated for thousands of years for him.
The dawn of dawn bloomed in the dark night, and the sky gradually became brighter. At some point, ivy appeared on the brand new tombstone. The ivy was wrapped around it, and many strange green lotuses bloomed...
Dependent origination and cessation. If there is no predestined relationship, why will it be reincarnated for hundreds of lives?
In Luoxia City, the sky is close to sunset, and the afterglow is still shining on the sky, exuding a splendor. Looking from a distance, the sunset vividly reflects its loneliness on the ancient road that is not like in the memory.
Fatty Xiao pushed the old stall slowly toward the end of the ancient road, where there was an ancient temple.
The sound of fungus came to the temple, but there was no longer that fragrant shadow in the temple, only the trees in front of the window that shed their leaves on time were still there.
Sitting in front of the ancient temple, Fatty Xiao looked at the fallen leaves on the ancient eaves in trance.
"Where is she?" Dressed in white and shattering the afterglow of the setting sun, Ye Chen walked over carrying a wine bottle.
"I found her body on the battlefield!" Fatty Xiao raised his hand and snatched the wine bottle from Ye Chen's hand, and took a long drink.
Hearing this, Ye Chen was silent for a while. The two of them faced the late dusk and held a funeral. Broken wine bottles were all over the floor. That night, they were both drunk and fell into the ancient temple without grace.
In front of the stairs.
That night, Ye Chen once again saw Fatty Xiao with tears flowing from the corners of his eyes when he was drunk, crying like a child, pointing to the closed solemn wooden door, "The sound of this wooden fish is not like the sound of the wooden fish in his memory!"
In the early morning, Ye Chen helped the drunk Fatty Xiao back to the courtyard, where he saw Mu Chen's sword-dancing figure and the tombstone standing in the wind in the distance.
"Daddy!" A crisp voice sounded in the courtyard. Qian Chuanxue hugged Ye Xin and stood in front of the courtyard like a beautiful snow lotus. Ye Xin in her arms made a face at Ye Chen.
Inside the house, Ye Chen could see Lan Gu's busy figure and the steaming pigeon rice.
In the courtyard far away, Huo Qilin played chess with the prince in an arrogant manner. Whenever he made a wrong move, he always regretted it shamelessly, which aroused the contempt of Rizhao and Sandai. Life and death dragon, Liu Dong and Feiyu covered their faces and stole.
laugh.
"Fat man, I'm tired!" Ye Chen murmured, supporting Fatty Xiao, and walked towards the courtyard. The morning glories on the fence in front of the courtyard had bloomed countless times. In my memory, I often saw them during the sword dance.
These flowers have bloomed and withered, but now they have quietly bloomed into a landscape.
The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Ye Chen silently sealed the Moon God's Seal and the Emperor's Seal in his body. He did not use the power of the God of War and the power of Tiangang to condense the Supreme Emperor that everyone dreamed of.
seat.
Climb the throne and pursue the so-called transcendence!
Putting the fat man down on the stone table, Ye Chen walked towards Qianchuan Xue. Under Qian Chuanxue's stunned eyes, he held Qian Chuanxue in his arms and hugged each other quietly; "Qianchuan, I'm tired!"
Qianchuan Xue quietly enjoyed the breath of Ye Chen, "Stop when you are tired and have a good rest!"
ps: The whole book is finished! (To be continued...)