One flower, two flowers …
Ten thousand flowers bloomed with a single thought.
With the restaurant as the center, they spread out in all directions of the city.
The jade-green vines spread out and intertwined, forming flower buds. The flower buds vibrated quietly and bloomed quietly.
A fragrance wafted through the air, looking extremely beautiful.
In an instant, the flowers spread across the entire city.
The immortals fell silent.
Niu Hansan held Eighty in his arms, his eyes filled with tears.
'Owner Bu … How could such an awesome man become like this?'
Hua carried the sandalwood lunch box, his eyes flickering slightly.
Yang Jian sighed and stood up.
His body suddenly changed.
He put on his armor and held his three-pointed, double-edged saber.
The Celestial Hound's body emanated black smoke as it followed behind him.
"It's time to go back."
Yang Jian said.
The next moment, he turned into a stream of light, stepped on an auspicious cloud, and soared into the sky.
The immortals were shocked.
The mortals were even more shocked.
They had never seen such a scene before.
Even the emperor and his ministers in the palace were alarmed, and a look of disbelief appeared on their faces.
The mortals knelt and kept kowtowing, praying for peace.
One day, they saw a hundred flowers bloom.
This auspicious sign caused them to be extremely excited.
They believed that if they prayed now, their wish would come true.
Wushuang did not leave. He leaned against the wall of the restaurant, slowly slid down, and sat on the ground.
He sighed.
He raised his hand and covered his face. He had thrown the sword to the ground. He was a little confused now.
Bu Fang asked him to leave the restaurant and travel the world. Perhaps after traveling, his strength could achieve a breakthrough.
But Wushuang did not.
He stayed in the restaurant and sat quietly.
Niu Hansan held Eighty in his arms and did not leave.
Like Wushuang, he also stayed in the restaurant.
The old bull still believed that Owner Bu would come back.
Niu Hansan clearly remembered that he was captured by Bu Fang and brought into the Heaven and Earth Farmland.
He thought he was going to die.
However, it was good that he was dead. His days in the Ruin Prison were not good.
However, in the Heaven and Earth Farmland, he didn't expect that his days would get better and better. He even realized the value of his life and was filled with positive thoughts about his future.
He learned how to hybridize and displayed his usefulness, becoming the father of hybridization in the Other World.
He still remembered that he and Bu Fang were discussing how to make Perishing Pots.
How to infuse the will of the Great Path into ingredients …
When he thought about it, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
Little Eighth was also listless and had no appetite to eat.
Hua left.
She had to do what she had to do. She had promised Bu Fang, so she naturally had to fulfill it.
Niu Hansan did not go with her.
Hua didn't insist.
Thus, she turned into a giant python and streaked across the sky. She held the lunchbox in her mouth, and there seemed to be a strange energy circulating within the lunchbox.
In fact, the food in the lunch box was only made from ordinary ingredients.
…
Chaotic Universe.
Hangu Pass.
The four experts sitting cross-legged on Hangu Pass slowly opened their eyes.
There was a complicated look in Tongtian's eyes.
He raised his hand. Sword light swirled around him.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he stood on the city wall and looked at a dish hovering in the distant sky.
It was like the most stunning dish in the world, blooming with supreme brilliance.
It attracted everyone's attention. With just a glance, it made people unable to restrain their appetites.
They couldn't wait to taste it.
However, no one dared to try it.
It was a simple dish, but it contained an incomparably terrifying existence.
All kinds of arrays had been set up around it.
These were the top arrays of the Chaotic Universe, and each of them possessed terrible lethality.
They were all there to prevent the terrifying existence suppressed by the dish from coming out.
"Five hundred years … It's gone in a flash."
Tongtian heaved a sigh.
He didn't expect five hundred years to pass so quickly.
The arrays Bu Fang had set up could only suppress Soul God for a thousand years, and now half of the time had passed.
It was as if an hourglass was constantly flowing.
All that was flowing was time.
Tongtian's eyes were deep.
He took a step forward.
In the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from this world.
A sword light streaked across the boundless universe.
It shot toward Planet Immortality.
On Planet Immortality …
Tongtian, dressed in a Daoist robe and carrying the Qingping Sword on his back, walked slowly.
In the distance was a restaurant.
Flowers were blooming around the restaurant.
Tongtian's pupils constricted.
Those flowers were the condensation of will, and they contained energy that made his heart palpitate.
He walked between the flowers and came to the restaurant.
Two people and a chicken were sitting in front of the door.
Niu Hansan's face was covered with snot and tears, and he cried bitterly.
Tongtian glanced at him indifferently.
Then, his eyes fell on Wushuang.
Tongtian's pupils constricted.
He looked at Wushuang as if he was looking at a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed.
A genius of the Sword Path had a far better understanding of sword intent than a so-called Sword Immortal.
If he was given enough time to grow, he could even reach the level of a Chaotic Saint.
That was rare.
Wushuang glanced at Tongtian.
There was sadness in his eyes.
Tongtian did not say anything. He just shook his head.
Although he wanted to take Wushuang as his disciple, he saw a trace of despair in Wushuang's eyes.
He knew that if he proposed to take Wushuang as his disciple, he would definitely be rejected.
Sect Leader Tongtian's divine sense instantly covered the entire Planet Immortality.
After a long time, he sighed.
'I'm too late after all.
'Did he really become a decaying mortal and disappear from this world?
'Failed in seeking the Dao?
Has he come to the end of his life? '
Tongtian's eyes were complicated.
He took a step forward.
In an instant, he turned into a sword and shot into the sky.
…
On Planet Immortality …
The deep mountains were covered with snow.
On the mountain road that was covered with a thick layer of snow, two figures were walking with difficulty.
Bu Fang walked step by step with his back hunched, leaving footprints in the snow. However, these footprints were soon covered by the wind and snow and disappeared.
Xiao Bai followed closely behind him.
In the distance …
A small cottage appeared.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes flashed.
Bu Fang came to the front of the wooden cottage, gently pushed it open, and shook off the crisp snow.
It was a familiar place.
Bu Fang was back here.
He pushed the door open and took out a bamboo chair.
Unfortunately, the chair was rotten, and the cottage was about to collapse.
The decaying wooden cottage was like Bu Fang, which was about to decay.
Instead of sitting on the chair, Bu Fang sat on the stairs in front of the cottage.
He sat quietly.
Xiao Bai also sat beside him.
The atmosphere was very quiet. There was no sound.
The leaves rustled.
It was as quiet as a silent game.
He had chosen to live in seclusion here and live a simple and unrestrained life.
But now …
He came back here and sat down again.
Xiao Bai sat quietly. He was rusty and decayed, similar to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's eyes flickered.
He lowered his head, and all the sounds became very clear.
The sound of insects, the sound of melting snow, the sound of blowing wind …
The sound of children playing in the newborn village at the foot of the mountain, the sound of fish swimming in the frozen river in the mountain stream …
Buzz …
Bu Fang suddenly came to his senses.
He turned his head quietly and looked at Xiao Bai beside him.
Xiao Bai's body emitted bits of Baiguang …
Those Baiguang were constantly dissipating, dispersing in the air, drifting in the void …
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes looked at Bu Fang.
It stretched out its hand and patted Bu Fang's shoulder.
Then …
His body began to turn into Baiguang and constantly dissipated.
Ring, ring, ring …
The sound of wind chimes swaying rang out.
Bu Fang was stunned, watching Xiao Bai turn into Baiguang and rush into the sky.
It seemed to turn into sand between fingers and quietly slip away …
The feeling of loss made him inexplicably uncomfortable.
Bu Fang raised his hand.
He looked at his fingers. His fingertips were also emitting bits of Baiguang like Xiao Bai …
These white light spots were like the teleportation array that the system built for Bu Fang when it first appeared.
Bu Fang raised his head and looked at the sky.
The white light spots that his body had turned into drifted into the sky …
Ring, ring, ring …
The sound of wind chimes rang out.
There was nothing in front of the decaying wooden hut.
Boom …
Snowflakes flew.
The wooden hut roared. The decaying wooden hut fell to the ground and completely turned into ruins.
Under the cover of the wind and snow …
They became the dust of history.
Bu Fang and Xiao Bai, this time … really disappeared.
…
In the mist.
Bu Fang opened his eyes.
Was he dead?
He glanced at his body. His old body was gone. He became slender and thin again, just like when he had just inherited the system.
Bu Fang was slightly stunned. He did not want to walk the Ruthless Path, not because of anything else, but because he was a chef.
If he was ruthless, what delicious dishes could he cook?
Dishes without emotions … were all hooligans.
He did not deny that the Ruthless Path existed because it had its own reason.
The Primordial Heavenly Path was the Ruthless Path.
If Heaven had feelings, it would also grow old. It was precisely because it was ruthless that it could exist forever.
Bu Fang looked around.
It was extremely dark. It was a kind of cold darkness, as if the soul was imprisoned and could not break free.
Xiao Bai was not there, and there was no acquaintance around.
A surging sense of loneliness made Bu Fang feel lonely.
Looking back, he had been a mortal for five hundred years.
He had experienced the coldness and warmth of human feelings in the world.
The lifespan of a mortal was limited. Because of his physical body, it was not easy for him to live for five hundred years.
But in five hundred years, he had seen through the decay and reincarnation of life.
Kinship, friendship, love, brotherhood, master and disciple …
He had experienced all kinds of emotions.
Of course, these emotions were felt from mortals.
For him, it was shocking.
Buzz …
Bu Fang was thinking in a daze. In the boundless darkness, perhaps only these emotions in his memory could bring a little warmth to his body.
Suddenly …
Bu Fang was stunned and looked at the boundless darkness.
Bit by bit, Baiguang gathered together.
It transformed into a human figure.
That figure was extremely blurry.
However, it gave Bu Fang an extremely familiar feeling.
That familiarity went deep into his bones and spread into his soul.
His face was blurry and he could not see clearly. His slender figure and fluttering black hair.
He was wearing a simple white robe.
He condensed from white light spots and floated in front of Bu Fang …
Huh?
Bu Fang was stunned.
He stared at that figure.
The blurry figure slowly floated. After a while, it floated in front of Bu Fang.
The blurry face moved closer and almost touched Bu Fang's face.
Bu Fang could even feel that the other party was smiling …
"Who are you?"
Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.
A voice that seemed to be produced by the vibration of the soul resounded in Bu Fang's mind.
However, that voice made Bu Fang's body suddenly tense …
"Host of hundreds of generations … You are finally here …
"After hundreds of generations, you are the only one who insisted on coming here.
"Who am I?
"I am here to help you take the last step … God.
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