Perhaps, he would never know that a girl called Ruoshui once appeared in his life.
The half-ancestors did not show any mercy, they all attacked with their full power.
Xiao Chen's perplexed heart slowly became resolute, he gradually regained his sense of self.
Xiao Chen looked on blankly as the figure on the death bridge crumbled. After that, his eyes became blurry and sparkling and translucent liquid flowed down unceasingly.
Xiao Chen had never had such a difficult choice before. This was a painful and difficult choice. He became incomparably silent. He thought for a long time in silence.
The instant Keke released the Heaven Death Bridge, the bridge burst out with an overwhelming energy fluctuation, it actually forced the eleven half-ancestors back. But soon after, they rushed over again and surrounded her.
Little Keke strenuously held one end of the death bridge in place, preventing the Azure Lotus from activating the bridge.
"That is …"
"Kill …"
After doing all this, Xiao Chen stabbed the sword into the Lost Paradise. He never thought that he would have such a tired day. He said to Keke powerlessly, "Put down the stone bridge. Let's go. "
Brandishing the butcher's knife at the body of the person he once loved?
Seeing Xiao Chen in high spirits again, the happiest person was Keke. The little thing hugged the Yin Wood Ginseng Fruit and ate happily, she was no longer sleeping like before.
When Xiao Chen returned to the cultivation world, one news after another bombarded him.
The surrounding half-ancestors had very sharp gazes. Seeing that he did not damage the main body of the stone bridge, they did not say anything.
After being used to appreciating spring flowers and autumn moons, entering the battlefield filled with surging killing Qi gave one a different feeling. After staying in the bustling city for a long time, the desolate desert had a different kind of experience. After getting used to seeing the gurgling brook, watching the roar of the sea gave one a kind of comprehension.
After seeing Xiao Chen at the village entrance, Shan Wushan laughed foolishly.
The Azure Lotus Maiden laughed loudly.
Now that things had reached this point, it was impossible for the half-ancestors to let the Azure Lotus escape. Even if it was for the Heaven Death Bridge, they could not stop here.
In the following three months, Xiao Chen did not go to look for Lawrence, Yizhen, or the others. He did not even take a step out of his house. He was at a loss. He felt like he had lost his direction. It was as if he had no goal to strive for. He was like a lone boat in the ocean.
Even a half martial ancestor's expression changed. Even a single diagram on the Heaven Reaching Death Bridge, after experiencing endless years, could become so powerful. This bridge was truly formidable!
After staying in seclusion at home for three months, Xiao Chen suddenly arrived at the crowded downtown area. This immediately caused his quiet heart to tremble a few times. It went from being extremely quiet to extremely excited. In that short instant, Xiao Chen suddenly gained some comprehension. Stillness and movement were so distinct at this moment. From one environment to another, even one's mentality changed in an instant.
"You're so cruel …"
This deepened Xiao Chen's comprehension. Unknowingly, he underwent a journey of tempering his heart.
It was a wordless ending … It was unforgettable even when he broke through the void. After several life and death tribulations, he finally welcomed the day of return, but in the end, it was just a dream. It was shattered and everything turned into nothingness.
"It doesn't matter if I'm heartless or determined, I still have to walk my path. I've decided to start anew."
Chi You sent a voice projection, If there's anything, look for me at Changyang Mountain. Soon, I'll go there to rescue a friend.
She had already lost in a one-on-one duel. Now was the time to demand an explanation. As a half martial ancestor, everyone was very decisive. They would attack when they needed to, killing without even frowning.
What should I do?
Xiao Chen wanted to become stronger. He wanted to soar to the top and look down on all the other mountains. This was his goal.
With the Eightfold Extreme Speed, Xiao Chen traveled the Eastern Sea in the morning and the Western Border in the evening. He crossed the desert and entered the savanna. In the following two short months, his mental state underwent a true transformation.
He flew to Old Man Taihao's side and took one last look at Qing Qing, who was still sleeping peacefully. Then, he turned into a beam of light and rushed into the distance with Ke.
Xiao Chen had not cultivated for the past few months, but his cultivation had increased rapidly. His mental state was improving, and his cultivation realm was also changing. He actually entered the Sixth Heaven of Zhoufu.
It was becoming more and more blurry. He really was about to forget it again. That figure gradually drifted further and further away from his heart, about to disappear.
A very important woman in his life had disappeared. He had already forgotten what she looked like, but he still had to go on. Why did he let his mental state remain at the moment when he "lost" her? She had already disappeared. There was no point in blaming himself. He still needed to move forward.
Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes. He saw Qing Lian's despairing expression, but why did that expression look so much like Ruoshui? She no longer had the strong attitude of a heavenly daughter. Disappointment, desolation, desolation, blurriness … all these emotions were intertwined together. That beautiful face was so heartbreaking. His heart immediately ached. Why did it turn out like this?
The moment he shouted, he felt like he was going to collapse. A heartless person? He actually made such a decision. He felt like his liver and intestines were being torn apart. He felt very uncomfortable.
His whole body was filled with surging power. Xiao Chen's Martial Body had improved by another level. Although the Spiritual Energy in the Nine Provinces was scarce, pure martial artists completely dug out their own strength. They did not need the Spiritual Energy of the outside world to affect Xiao Chen.
"Who can sing all the way in life?"
Cundi pointed the seven-colored sword at Qing Lian, but he faced Xiao Chen and asked calmly, "Do you want to kill her or not?"
This was very cruel to Xiao Chen. Goddess Qing Lian must not be left alive. If she was let go, there would be endless disasters. But … what about Ruoshui's body? Was it going to be destroyed because of this? Then there would be no trace left in the world.
Primordial Lord transmitted his voice coldly, "If Goddess Qing Lian's people come to seek revenge, we will naturally resist. From now on, we do not owe each other anything. The karma is over. "
"Squeak …"
It was an insult and a blasphemy to let her body disappear just like that for Qing Lian to use.
Xiao Chen roared and made a painful decision. His messy hair flew in the air. He closed his eyes. The corners of his eyes were moist, and tears slid down his face.
Even the things that Chen Fang had told him about in the past were being crushed by a mysterious force and would no longer exist.
Sect Leader Tongtian raised his four swords and pointed them at Goddess Qing Lian. The swords were extremely cold, shining with cold light, waiting for him to make a decision.
If it wasn't for the violent movements of the hazy rain clouds, how could there be a seven-colored rainbow hanging high up in the sky? If it wasn't for the dim sunset, how could there be the vigorous rebirth of the morning glow? If it wasn't for the gloomy valley of life, how could it serve as a foil to the lofty state of mind that overlooked all the small mountains?
"Kill!"
In the end, it was just an empty dream. In the end, it was all for naught.
Sect Leader Tongtian and Daoist Cundi also nodded in agreement. Xiao Chen did not respond. He flew all the way to the Nine Prefectures.
"This is … the original body of Goddess Qing Lian?"
All the bits and pieces of the past had completely disappeared from his heart.
This was really an ironic and cruel ending. It was impossible to even recall the past. It had become an extravagant hope.
When Xiao Chen's parents saw this, they felt anxious in their hearts. They could feel Xiao Chen's disappointment. Even though he was forcing himself to smile every day, the hearts of a mother and son were connected. How could they not feel that kind of bitter smile?
Even the memories were gone. However, that kind of feeling of loss and sorrow was forever imprinted in his heart. This was a kind of terrifying torture.
Xiao Chen's state of mind was slowly undergoing a transformation. He felt as if the clouds had parted and he could see the sun.
"Boom … …"
Three swords stabbed into the stone bridge. They were motionless. The few half-ancestors did not pull them out. They all fell into silence after flying to the stone bridge.
The Dragon Kings fought everywhere and dyed the sea red. Back then, all the young Dragon Kings of the dragon island appeared in the human world. With the support of their respective major powers, they fought in the human world to compete for the Ancestral Dragon's Qi and the position of the Ancestral Dragon.
Thinking of this, he let out a sorrowful song.
It was a wordless sorrow. He did not even have the right to recall.
The half-ancestors of the cultivation world, such as Yu the Great and his descendants, descended to the human world. There were constant conflicts with Zhunti, Primordial Lord of Origin, Tongtian, and the others. However, they did not start a real war. They were now recruiting disciples and had signs of spreading their teachings in the human world.
His parents forcefully pushed him out of the house. His childhood playmates Dazhou, Xiaohu, Er Bing, Xiucai, Baldy, and the others dragged him to the county town to visit the temple fair.
Everything would be different if he changed his perspective and mentality and re-examined the past.
This was a difficult problem. "Haha … …"
This was his greatest realization.
Goddess Qing Lian stared at Xiao Chen. She said so.
Tongtian, whose ominous name shook the four realms, was the first to make a move. He raised his four ominous swords and slashed forward at the same time. Daoist Zhunti followed closely behind. The seven-colored ominous sword radiance blossomed and slashed down. Primordial Lord of Origin held the ancient staff and tore the space apart.
He had the urge to cry, and his tears silently rolled down his cheeks.
The half-ancestors made their moves.
Xiao Chen's heart trembled. He saw a hazy figure beside the lotus carving. Desolation, helplessness, sadness, despair, loneliness, confusion … … that was the carving of Ruoshui's body. It was a carving that could break one's heart.
The little critter also could not bear it anymore. Although the Lost Paradise was extraordinary, its master had wasted too much of his time in the past few years. His cultivation did not improve, so it was difficult to keep the stone bridge.
"I want to keep Ruoshui's body … …"
This was a great era. Martial, Incantation, Soul, and Qi would reappear in the world sooner or later. He could not avoid it. He could only forge ahead.
Xiao Chen put Ruoshui's carving into the Lost Paradise. His heart trembled when he saw the resentment and despair in her eyes.
Ruoshui was no longer there. Only a shell of flesh remained. What was the point of keeping it? Kill Goddess Qing Lian. Only then could he give Ruoshui an explanation. He sacrificed the life of Goddess Qing Lian to Ruoshui!
Go home. At this moment, Xiao Chen only had one thought. He wanted to return to his hometown, to that warm home.
Someone let out a startled cry. There was a vivid carving of a lotus on the dead bridge. It was as if it was really growing there.
Blurry … … That figure gradually became blurry in his heart. Xiao Chen was horrified to discover that the momentary memory was quickly disappearing. It was impossible to feel the past again.
The little critter gently grabbed a lock of Xiao Chen's long hair and looked at him worriedly.
A woman in his life had already gone with the wind. Although there was a faint sorrow, he no longer immersed himself in the past. He felt that there were no shackles in his heart now. There was nothing that could stop him from advancing to the Extreme Martial Realm.
Primordial Lord, Tongtian, Zhunti, Chiyou, and the others pressed forward together. The Azure Lotus Goddess's expression finally changed. She knew that these people wanted to eliminate her.
Ruoshui's figure finally disappeared from his heart. However, he still felt an indescribable grief. In the end, he only knew that he had lost a very important person. However, he had already forgotten who it was.
Perhaps that mysterious power helped him to erase that woman's figure on its own. It was also for him to continue advancing.
That was because it was difficult for the magic treasures of the half-ancestors to leave such a heavy mark on the stone bridge.
Chiyou shook the Changyang Mountain forcefully. He wanted to rescue an ancient war god that had been sealed for countless years. However, he failed several times.
To kill or not to kill?
Next to the carving, he erected a stone tablet and engraved the word 'Ruoshui'. Even if his memory would no longer exist in the future. He would also know the name of this woman.
"It's only a shell, what's the use of keeping it?"
In the following month, he was often dragged out by his childhood friends. They went fishing in the Yellow River, went hunting in the wilderness, trekked in the distant desert, and went to the Hundred Herb Hall to listen to books.
Without the memory of that woman, he felt bitter. It was a wordless end, the most merciless end. However, that kind of bitter and lonely feeling was forever branded in his heart.
Xiao Chen didn't want to fight for this bridge. First, he didn't have the strength to fight for it. Second, he didn't have the heart to fight for it. The grief was left behind forever. He felt that the whole world had turned gloomy. He didn't want to stay here for even a moment longer.
"Eh … …"
The half-ancestors shouted in unison. Their murderous aura shattered the sky. Even the stars in the outer sky started to tremble.
Originally, there was no carving on the Heavenly Death Bridge. However, there was an additional carving of a lotus flower at this moment.
He was dispirited and fell into a powerless state.
He once had a dream. For her sake, he trained bitterly in the world of immortals. Finally, he returned to the mortal world. However, his soul was shattered. He used a merciless method to forcefully erase that figure from his heart. Now, he recalled the past in an instant. Although he didn't sing a sad song, his heart was greatly grieved.
This was Xiao Chen's last wish. Ruoshui's spiritual sense had already been thoroughly crushed. He didn't have too many delusions anymore.
The ripples spread everywhere. Goddess Qing Lian's figure dissipated. All the half-ancestors surrounded the stone bridge. No one cared about this stone bridge that could open the way to the Great Desolate Heavenly Realm.
On the ancient stone bridge. It was brimming with the vicissitudes of time. The scratches made by swords, swords, and halberds were clear and real. One could imagine that countless years ago, there were peerless experts who fought on the bridge. They shouldn't be … at the level of half-ancestor.
At this moment, the whole mortal world started to be in turmoil.
Why was it like this? Why would her figure be imprinted on the Heavenly Death Bridge? It was heaven's will. Could it be that she didn't want him to forget? Xiao Chen's heart trembled. He grabbed the sword that was fixed in the Lost Paradise. Trembling, he arrived in front of the carving and calmed his mind. He dug out the carving of that woman.
Primordial Lord of Origin also nodded and said, "If I leave my physical body, I won't be able to kill Qing Lian."
Become stronger? Become the strongest? He suddenly lost that kind of motivation.
When Xiao Chen's parents saw him return, they were incomparably happy. When a child wandered outside, the elderly were the most worried. Moreover, Xiao Chen had been missing for eight years.
There was a long period of silence. He had this kind of calculation.
Where should he go from now on?
"He is a stone carving on the Heavenly Death Bridge?"
The younger generation of the cultivation world and the world of immortals were always in conflict. From the Nine Prefectures to overseas, they were constantly competing. There were signs of a competition for the number one emperor of the younger generation.
The parting on the Heavenly Death Bridge, Xiao Chen would feel grief in this life.
The Tongtian Sect Leader snorted coldly.
Xiao Chen's heart was desolate. His complexion was haggard. It seemed like he had aged a hundred years in an instant.
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