"You're back."
An old hoarse voice sounded, and a skinny old man with sparse hair, nearly all his teeth, and wrinkles on his face walked out of the rickety thatched hut.
Gu Han didn't look back.
He knew who was speaking.
Laoba.
"It's...them?"
"well."
Lao Ba did not answer directly, but came to his side, looked at the two tombs, and said softly: "Shortly after you left, the life span of the two of them was almost exhausted."
Gu Han's heart trembled!
Lao Ba continued: "They rejected the life-extending medicine offered by Ah Da's people and chose to break the mirror on their own. As a result... although they barely managed to break into the Infinite Realm, it was already the limit."
Gu Han said nothing.
On the land of Eastern Wasteland, Zhao Mengyou and Xue Yu's qualifications are naturally unique. But looking at all the heavens and all eras, they are just ordinary people. They can reach the immeasurable realm.
It's extremely valuable.
"where are they?"
After a moment of silence, he asked again.
"Dead too."
Lao Ba shook his head and his tone was a little desolate, "Everyone is equal in the face of time. Even if there are some great medicines to extend life, how can they withstand the cutting edge of time?"
"Just like me."
"Although I watched your one-word sword and took a few more steps than them, now... it's almost over."
Said.
He glanced at the door of the small courtyard and sighed desolately: "If the sword is like this, how much less the human being?"
Baptized by the laws of time.
His giant sword, which was more than ten feet tall and was comparable to a door panel, was now rusty and mostly damaged, and it lost its former domineering and sharpness.
"I came back too late."
Gu Han sighed, feeling a little guilty.
"It's not your fault."
After so many years, Lao Ba seemed to have become much more sober, and sighed: "Practice a way, this is nothing."
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It’s an act of defiance and destiny.”
"It's like climbing a dangerous mountain."
"Some people try it briefly, some people go all out, and some people collapse halfway... But how many people can finally reach the top of the mountain?"
"They are so."
"It's the same for me, and even more so for Ah Da and Ah Er."
Take a step forward gently.
He patted Gu Han on the shoulder and said softly: "Time is like a reverse journey, and I am also a traveler. This road is too long, and there is no end in sight."
"One day."
"We will be tired, we will be tired, we will stop, we can only watch your back go away, and then... we will completely bury our bones and sleep on this road."
Gu Han remained silent.
In the past, he rarely thought about this problem, but after returning to the beginning of the era and experiencing all kinds of things, he discovered that in later generations, there were only immortals in legends, the peak powerhouses who were said to be immortal and eternal with the Tao.
, will die, and will die in pieces!
Even stronger than Da Meng Lao Dao.
The supreme power that has transcended all things has only a trace of residual thoughts left, surviving in the lower world.
He did not want.
He doesn't want to go further and further on this road, with fewer and fewer people around him. He doesn't want to reach the top one day, and when he looks back, there is no one behind him, and what awaits him is eternal loneliness.
"I cultivate business."
He whispered: "If you are gone, if all sentient beings are gone, what is the meaning of my practice?"
Lao Ba understood.
"actually."
He sighed: "I didn't expect that Xuantian Sword Sect's one-word sword actually came from you, and you are the real creator of Xuantian Sword Sect."
Gu Han was startled.
Looking at the old man who was about to collapse if the wind blew, he asked:
"Have you recovered your memory?"
The moment you come back.
He discovered something was wrong with Lao Ba.
"People are getting old."
Lao Ba did not answer directly, but said softly: "It's easy to remember the past."
Gu Han understood.
Lao Ba's madness stems from his obsession with the one-zi sword. Now that he has found the source of the one-zi sword and fulfilled his wish, he is no longer as confused as before.
"How long can you last?"
He asked the most crucial question.
"I didn't count it."
Lao Ba shook his head, not caring, and said softly: "Maybe for a year and a half...it doesn't mean anything anymore."
"Pity."
"Even if you fail, I won't have the chance to go out. What I owe them, what I owe Xiaoyun... it's not over yet, and I won't have the chance to pay it back."
"Have the opportunity."
Gu Han looked at him and said seriously: "You can pay it back when you go back."
"Return?"
Lao Ba was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the monuments of time sealed outside the small courtyard. Feeling the time blockade that made him despair, he murmured: "How can this be done?"
"I found my way back."
Gu Han lowered his eyes, glanced at the black sword in his hand, and said softly: "Besides, I still have a sword that can send us back!"
A glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Lao Ba's cloudy eyes.
"Can you really... go back?"
"able!"
"Leave now?"
"hold on."
Gu Han shook his head: "This sword has been cultivated for too long. It is too strong and too perfect. With my own strength, I can't use it at full strength, and... I can't kill him!"
"Who to kill?"
"A roadblocker!"
"What should we do?"
"Waiting for someone."
To be continued...