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With the last punch, Chen Xun's anger had reached its peak. The emotion like a mountain torrent broke out between heaven and earth, like angry thunder exploding in the air.

His fist gathered thousands of years of anger, and the suppressed emotions rushed towards Shi Rong like a surging torrent.

The power of this punch was like the anger of the world, with the anger of all the spirits in the world gathered at one point, like a star of rage, suddenly bursting out from Chen Xun's fist, dyeing the entire sky of Shi Rong world red!

"Shi Rong dog thief, I'll fuck you!!!"

Chen Xun's facial features were distorted, and the vast roar resounded through the sky. The emotions surged like an endless mountain torrent, and the punch was like the incarnation of anger, smashing on Shi Rong!

Bang! ! !

Boom! ! !

The power of destruction exploded in the entire Shirong Realm, the sky cracked, the flame-like light shone on the earth, the earth trembled violently, and the yellow sand flew...

Shirong was pierced through his immortal body by this punch, and the terrifying law of force passed through his body, and it was still venting behind him like a peerless flame, directly outside the Shirong Realm.

"Ah!!!"

He couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and let out a painful and deep roar. The sound was like a collapsed mountain, like a sad wind, and like a shattered soul.

His body kept shaking under this terrifying impact, and black blood gushed out of his mouth and nose like a spring.

Shi Rong was like a candle in the wind, swaying, but still struggling to raise his hand...

"Why is it you..."

"Why is it you!!"

A voice that suppressed extreme pain suddenly came, it was Chen Xun's voice, Shi Rong was shocked, and he gradually revealed a pale smile: "I didn't expect you to come."

Shi Rong's voice was old and decayed, but he did not have any resentment or blame, as if the person being beaten was not himself.

At this moment, Chen Xun's eyes gradually turned blood red, his chest kept rising and falling, no longer the appearance of declaring war, no longer the appearance of the Taoist ancestor who fought bloody battles with the immortals in Tianhe and shook the three thousand worlds.

His silver hair gradually became messy, a strand of hair was reflected in his eyes, and also reflected Shi Rong's appearance, the mortal world, Shuangshu Lane... the old man selling paintings...!

"Chen Xun... I never wanted you to come."

"Bullshit."

Chen Xun's whole body was shaking, his clenched fists were shaking, his eyes were shaking, and his voice was shaking, "You and Ye Qingyou have noticed me a long time ago, you... have noticed me a long time ago."

His voice was hoarse and low, and he felt cold all over, and a sense of emptiness filled his body. Although he never admitted it, he always regarded him as a teacher in his heart and respected him.

"I'm old and can't remember clearly. I seem to only remember your names."

"Hei Niu likes farming, He Ling likes planting flowers, Xiao Chi seems to like playing with children, and Chen Xun... likes wandering?"

"Hehe..."

"Ha, ha, ha."

...

The past appeared before his eyes one by one, and Chen Xun's eyes were filled with thousands of emotions. He looked at the old blind man in disbelief, and still trembled: "You... let me... fill in the picture like this?!"

"Fill the blank like this!"

The sky and the earth were vast, and the questioning voice kept echoing everywhere, for a long time.

"Cough cough cough..." Shi Rong suddenly coughed up blood, the cold wind kept passing through his chest, but there was always a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, "I... cough, from the beginning to the end... never calculated against you."

"They all think too complicated, I just want to attract the attention of the whole world and force the boundless human race to submit. The road for the younger generation of the realm will be much wider, and they don't have to follow the same path as me."

Shi Rong looked up at the sky, his voice was old but not without depth, he was fatally injured but still had his strength, "They all thought that I was delaying and waiting for something, but in fact I never did."

"If I die, the revenge The hatred is gone, and the road ahead is wide open. This is the best result. "

"I have never thought of confronting the younger generation of the realm with life and death. Death is the best escape. Why continue the past of the Immortal Alliance? I just didn't expect you to become an immortal too quickly, too quickly..."

Shi Rong sighed softly, "It was unexpected for me and the immortals of all races. You chose to sacrifice to the realm, which shocked me like the sea."

Ke Ding was not wrong at the beginning. He was willing to go all out, not because he could not see hope, but because he saw hope and did not want this hope to repeat the past like fate...

Chen Xun likes to wander.

He remembers.

Living beings are born between heaven and earth, and they should be free.

Everything he did and what he wanted was simple. He just hoped that Chen Xun could wander safely, and that all the living beings in the realm could wander safely and seek immortality freely.

He never waited for anyone, nor did he wait for anyone.I have never calculated against anyone, in this life... I only calculate myself.

Huafan sells paintings, he just likes to sell paintings there, a pot of muddy wine can make him feel at ease, and his meeting with Chen Xun was never deliberate, it can be said to be a fateful meeting.

From beginning to end, it was Chen Xun who met the old blind man selling paintings, not the old blind man selling paintings who met Chen Xun.

On the yellow sand land.

Chen Xun took a deep breath, his eyes were blank for a long time...

Shi Rong raised his legs with difficulty, dragging his broken immortal body step by step towards Chen Xun.

He patted Chen Xun's arm gently: "Chen Xun, enough, you have avenged your great hatred, and all the tribes in the world are willing to make way for you. You are worthy of the name of the creator of the world. Hehe... I am not as good as you."

"The great creatures of the world, I have moved the origins of the nine worlds and killed countless people, and the hatred of the world has been avenged. I have done everything you want to do for you."

"In the future, live for yourself once. You Chen Xun have never been a selfish and cowardly person. Although I am blind, I have a clear mind."

Shi Rong's old words slowly echoed in the yellow sand, "Everything is over, isn't it..."

Chen Xun looked at Shi Rong with trembling eyes: "...Yes."

Drip...

The low sky suddenly started to rain, soaking the two people, burying the yellow sand floating between heaven and earth, and clearly revealing the outlines of the two figures.

"Chen Xun..."

"...Here."

"How is your painting skill these years?" Shi Rong said weakly, "I will stop here for the time being...Although it doesn't have many colors, it is still my most proud painting."

Chen Xun's lips trembled suddenly, and he stood still for a long time without moving.

"Hehe, after all, it is still not perfect...The mortal path is like this, and the immortal path is like this."

Shi Rong's hand fell from Chen Xun's arm, and he staggered towards the alley in the distance, saying softly, "Chen Xun, the last journey and the blank, this time I will fill it myself..."

Step...

Step...

The light and weak footsteps resounded throughout the Shi Rong world, the mountains and rivers were collapsing, the veins of heaven and earth were out of order, and only the alley was still standing, empty.

"Tiezhu! You're back!"

"Brother Zhuzi! Let's go catch fish!"

"Tiezhu! Tiedan from the next village is bullying Dahuang from our alley!"

...

The alley was very lively, and the road was very long, as if it would take a lifetime to walk through it. Shi Rong smiled, and his smile was somewhat brilliant. This world has never been small, and life never needs to be painted.

Walking slowly along this road in the alley is one's own life, and this boundless sky is the boundless heart. He had painted it a long time ago...

"Old sir!" A shout came from afar.

"Chen Xun, the painting given to your family has the origin of the realm and the mark of life."

Shi Rong paused, without turning his head, "This is the last thing I can do for the realm. How to restore it, my painting skills are not enough..."

"Chen Xun, go and see this three thousand worlds on my behalf, and see the real fairyland of the future."

"My real name is Ying Zhiyi!"

"Honorable title... Shi Rongxian!"