Don't fight for eternity, fight for every moment.
It was a simple sentence, but how many people could do it?
Bai Xiaosheng's mind was simple and pure. She wanted a lot, but she was content. Although three years passed quickly, every day was sufficient.
"Don't be sad, don't be sad. I'm happy and content. Even if I die, I'll remember that film where Ye Qinghan disguised himself as the Asura King and bullied me. I'll also remember that he took care of me for three years." Bai Xiaosheng whispered.
Ye Qinghan didn't know what to say. He could only remain silent. He owed her too much, and anything he said would be useless.
The two got up and returned to the lake. The pear blossoms were still blooming. Three years was just a point in time, but things had changed. Bai Xiaosheng's snow-white figure was reflected on the surface of the lake. It was like a mirror reflecting their faces.
Bai Xiaosheng looked at herself in the water and touched the wrinkles on her face. She was sad and asked hoarsely, "Am I ugly now? Do you despise me? "
"Why would I? You've never changed in my heart. You've always been that silly and brainless girl. " Ye Qinghan suppressed the sadness in her heart and wanted to relieve the pressure on Bai Xiaosheng. A peerless beauty had turned into an ugly old woman in three years. That kind of feeling was incomprehensible. Everyone loved beauty, let alone Ye Qinghan, so she teased him.
"You're the brainless one! Be careful or I'll beat you to death! "Bai Xiaosheng snorted.
Ye Qinghan shrugged his shoulders and brought her away from the shore. The moonlight poured down, and under the contrast of the white pear blossoms, it was like a fairyland. From the back, one was a tall and straight young woman, and the other was a young man with an extraordinary aura. They were like a fairy child, but from the front, it only made people feel pity.
There were only about ten days left. Bai Xiaosheng didn't want to sleep at all. The two would walk one or two laps around the lake every day, but they didn't get tired of it.
"I seem to see the end." Bai Xiaosheng stared ahead, it was as though he could really see the cycle of reincarnation. There was a boundless black hole beckoning to him, getting closer and closer. Regardless of whether he advanced or retreated, he would still be getting closer and closer.
Ye Qinghan looked at Bai Xiaosheng and suddenly discovered that her face was full of vitality. Her skin had become translucent and her eyes were filled with excitement. Ye Qinghan's heart couldn't help but tremble.
Terminal lucidity!
Bai Xiaosheng had returned to the time when he was young. She was still so young and beautiful, but her hair was still snow-white and her face was a little rosy.
Ye Qinghan reached out and pulled Bai Xiaosheng into his arms, letting her enjoy her last moment of peace.
…
In the Myriad Law Domain, in the Myriad Law Return to Origin Sect, Bai Fengyun was holding a cracked life token. It was Bai Xiaosheng's life token. Seeing the crack grow bigger and bigger, and the life fluctuations growing dimmer and dimmer, he couldn't help but dejectedly sit down.
In the past three years, the Ten Thousand Arts Return to Oneness Sect had become particularly quiet. Bai Yelu had also become much quieter. He had never gone out, only sitting cross-legged in the Thunder Punishment Territory to cultivate in seclusion, enduring the strikes of the Thunder Punishment Territory. He had not gone out for three whole years.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Thunder Punishment Territory struck Bai Yelu's body, turning him into a bloody mess. It would explode every two hours, and each explosion lasted for an incense stick's worth of time. The remaining time was given to the person receiving the punishment to recover.
After a long time, Bai Fengyun came out of the Thunder Punishment Cave with the shattered life token and said with a hoarse voice, "Father, Sister has left."
"I know. Go back and announce my father's decree. From today onwards, the position of Sect Master of the Myriad Law Return to Origin Sect will be passed to you. I will cultivate in seclusion in the Thunder Punishment Cave for 300 years." Bai Yelu didn't turn his head. His sorrowful aura was filled with regret and anger.
He hated Ye Qinghan. The daughter he raised didn't understand him and actually helped the enemy. Now that Bai Xiaosheng had reached Dao Actualization, he could only vent his hatred on Ye Qinghan. If it wasn't for Ye Qinghan, Bai Xiaosheng definitely wouldn't have disobeyed him!
"Ye Qinghan, you will be buried together with her!" Bai Yelu's hoarse roar reverberated in the Thunder Punishment Cave. Following which, lightning flashed and tore his body apart.
…
Beside a lake in Rite Spring Prefecture, two people were hugging each other tightly. The night wind blew and swept up the pear blossoms. The two figures stood upright in the rustling wind.
"I've reached the end. Don't miss me …" Bai Xiaosheng laid in Ye Qinghan's arms. Her arms hugged his neck and gradually slid down his shoulders. Her breath and soul disappeared at the same time.
Ye Qinghan hugged her tighter and tighter. His entire body felt cold. It was a coldness that came from the bottom of his heart. It was as though he had lost something. For the past three years, he didn't do it for love, but for responsibility. But now, he seemed to understand that responsibility was sometimes more noble than love. When he lost this responsibility, it was even more heart-wrenching than losing love.
Tears were flowing. Silent tears were always the most painful wound in the heart. It was an unspeakable sorrow!
This was Ye Qinghan's greatest sorrow after Owl Warstar.
"I'm going to avenge you!"
Ye Qinghan slowly carried Bai Xiaosheng's body and walked around the lake again and again. He whispered, "You said you loved this place and this lake the most. But this is the last time you'll see this lake."
After walking for a whole night and more than 20 rounds, the sky was bright. Ye Qinghan carried Bai Xiaosheng to the city gate. A wisp of energy floated down from her head.
In Rite Spring Prefecture, there was a lonely mountain in front of them. It was covered with peach blossoms and pear blossoms. There was an endless stream of people on the road. Some were playing, some were inhaling and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Their cultivation wasn't bad, but no one was fighting. This place was always peaceful.
Everyone looked at Ye Qinghan carrying Bai Xiaosheng's body and bowed one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, my condolences. White Fairy, rest in peace!"
"Fellow Daoist Ye, my condolences. White Fairy, rest in peace!"
…
Everyone said the same thing as they watched Ye Qinghan leave.
Ye Qinghan didn't reply. He didn't have the strength to speak either. He directly carried Bai Xiaosheng and disappeared from Rite Spring Prefecture City. He went deep into the lonely mountain and chose the largest valley. He then dug a huge pit.
Afterward, Ye Qinghan began to polish the stone coffin and carve runes. Although he didn't use any godly energy, he used a stone knife to carve runes. He used the stone knife to carve runes. Even though he didn't use any godly energy, the stone coffin was the purest form of abstrusity. Unless there was someone who could surpass him in terms of understanding of abstrusity, it was impossible to open the stone coffin.
Ye Qinghan's understanding of the profound mysteries of the thirteen Great Dao's origin laws had already reached great success. He didn't have any godly energy now, so he relied on the most basic abstrusity runes to protect Bai Xiaosheng's stone coffin.
With every rune he polished, Ye Qinghan's understanding of the mysteries of runes would increase slightly.
He carved a total of thirty thousand runes, covering every corner of the sarcophagus and completely sealing it. He then placed it in the deep pit and covered it with soil. Afterward, he uprooted two tall mountains and polished them into stone walls. He blocked both sides of the valley and used stone slabs to seal the top.
Ye Qinghan carved runes onto the stone slab. It took ten years for Ye Qinghan to finish carving runes onto the huge tomb. Then, he erected a huge tombstone with only twelve words carved onto it.
Bai Xiaosheng's tomb — — A lifetime of regret.
Signed by Ye Qinghan.
A lonely grave stood in the middle of the pear blossoms, and the whole valley was enveloped by it.
Ye Qinghan spent the past ten years polishing this large tomb. However, with every rune he carved, he would make some progress. His understanding of the profound mysteries of the Great Dao deepened. Although he still couldn't use his godly energy, his battle prowess wasn't just limited to his physical body. There were also profound mysteries.
Ye Qinghan looked at the tombstone in silence for a long time. Finally, he chose to leave, leaving behind an unruly back view.
Ye Qinghan didn't even know where he was. He could only walk forward silently, leaving this place and searching for the whereabouts of the Endless Star System.
Without godly energy, he could only walk. He could be considered a unique character in the Primal Chaos Plane and attracted a lot of attention. However, Ye Qinghan didn't have the slightest bit of emotion. He simply didn't care about this matter.
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