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Yang Qiuyu, who had been wandering in the Blood River for several days, drifted all the time and no longer thought about it.

Even if his eyes remained motionless.

He remembered the girl who loved to learn from him, and he remembered the girl who would cry as long as she sleeps during the day.

He remembered the girl who would laugh any time.

He remembered the girl rolling in the air, and he remembered the girl who had eaten for the first time.

Those pictures that make him happy all the time will no longer exist from now on, and she will be as unrequited as a face-to-face code.

In a twisted world, everyone is growing, but some people lack nothing.

It is dominated by money, power and popularity on the earth, and is also blocked by nature's survival laws in the Tianluo Continent.

You can only survive if you have the strength of a king, but you must face loneliness.

Everyone yearns for love and peace, but not without individuals, no pain.

Nothing can save the angel, what exactly is the demon?

Humans are demons, humans eat everything, and creatures in the five elements are demons.

"I just eat human sin."

The flowers on the other side bloom and fall, but they cannot atone for sins when they have reincarnation.

Reincarnation will appear once every billion years, and the owner must bear all sins.

Dreams reach three thousand feet, and dreams are the real world.

"I like to sleep because there is no light on my head. Sometimes the dream world is the most real." The boy said thoughtfully at the blue sky.

The more he desires happiness, the more he deviates from happiness.

The prelude to the storm will have a strong light of hardship. It is the sun and the fireball that can seriously hurt you.

"Because you are in heaven, I came to heaven."

But he took life and death lightly and everything lightly.

"Angelics will not be hurt, because angels were once demons. When I atone for my sins, I will come to you, face codes, little fairies."

"Thank you for your company, I understand what friendship is and what is..."

The boy's skin was fair and pale, with a temperament like a banished immortal, and his empty eyes could not hide his sadness.

"You said you all like to look at the stars, but you all became stars. You are really unfair. How can you abandon me who has no wings?"

"To be honest, I can't walk alone, but I have a hundred times more confidence when I think about having the ability to revive you all."

A pair of black eyes were cold and unwavering, and the peaks of eyebrows seemed to be filled with ice that had not melted for thousands of years in the northern snow-capped mountains, and their faces were white without any turbulence.

The white-haired boy used his black moon eyes to change his white outfit, removed the blood on his body and walked out of this bloody world.

When we walked to a place, we met a group of people. They were disciples of the Bookstore Sect. Yang Qiuyu recognized one of the sick men.

The man was still wearing a simple white dress, his long ink hair was leaking like a waterfall, his skin was fair and pale, and his temperament was like a Buddha like a banished immortal. He covered it with his pale and slender hands and coughed a few times...

"So it's you kid, you can meet here, it's really fate! Haha." Ye Feng, who was sick, spurted out the white-haired boy.

"It's me." The white-haired boy's voice was not as kind as before.

The man in purple robe was there, watching him silently, but he was not hostile, but was just interested in him.

"Where is the girl in red in pink next to you?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"What kind of beauty? She is the sister I picked up." The white-haired boy spoke very lowly, and there seemed to be no light in his black eyes.

"Haha, I can still pick up such a girl. I have never seen such a cute and beautiful woman since I was a child. Cough cough, but I am not interested in girls." Ye Feng coughed lightly.

"Oh..." Yang Qiuyu's voice was very low. In fact, he wanted to joke with the other party and was interested in the man? It was just that there was no such leisure and elegance.

Li Aotian, a man in purple robe, smiled and said, "Looking at your face, how many days will our Bookstore School relax?"

"That's what it means."

You might as well say that this time he came out again was to find a sect of immortal cultivation to settle down.

"That's great, what are you waiting for? Let's leave quickly. What if you can still enter the inner disciple!" Ye Feng nodded happily, and felt a lot of illness.

Ye Feng put his hand on the white-haired boy's shoulder, which surprised him, but he didn't say anything.

I walked with Ye Feng and Li Aotian. The scenery of the mountain gorge is beautiful and cherry blossoms fall along the way.

"Your short hair looks pretty good, but it's still white." Ye Feng said with some envy at Yang Qiuyu's short hair.

"White hair..." The young man in purple robe suddenly remembered the white-haired man who was being talked about in recent days.

But he didn't care too much, after all, some of the titles of the books were white-haired men, but their hair was shawl.

"Well, Brother Ye and...who is this?" Yang Qiuyu looked at the man in purple robe. He didn't know what the other party's name was.

"Li Aotian!" Li Aotian said as he walked.

"Well, are Brother Li and Brother Ye traveling around the world?" asked the white-haired boy Yang Qiuyu.

"Oh, there is no time to play. You are doing sect tasks to exchange for sect values." Ye Feng said sadly.

"Oh? What is the sect's value?"

"What else can it be? The more you accumulate, you can go to the sect to exchange for some secret books on chanting or some spiritual stone pills and treasures." Ye Feng waved his hand in a sigh.

"By the way, brother, what do you call me?" Ye Feng asked after sighing sickly at the white-haired boy.

"Yang Qiuyu."

The white-haired boy nodded and said, without any trace of light in his eyes.

"I wonder what Brother Yu's current cultivation level is?" Li Aotian suddenly said, as if he was very interested.

"The first level of the mind control realm has not yet been completed." Yang Qiuyu pondered.

Li Aotian and Ye Feng were a little surprised, and they saw the other party’s elegant skeletons, which made them wonder how to reach the state of mind control.

When you reach the Soul Release Realm, you can check the other party's realm. Li Aotian is the realm of Baizhang, he is a swordsman, and the next realm is different from Ye Feng. His next realm is Zongheng, and the ordinary cultivation ranking is the realm of Dominion.

"The ordinary level of cultivation of thought Qi is divided into: thought control, condensation of Qi, gathering thoughts, cross-air, hundreds of passes, domineering thoughts, soul release, desire god, divine thought king, emperor, holy emperor, land heaven, immortal, ascension, immortal..."

"The cultivation level of the advanced level of the Mind Qi is also the cultivation level of the Mind Qi of the sword: Mind Control, Condensation of Qi, Gathering Control, Over-the-air, Hundred Piercings, Vertical and Horizontal, Unification, Relief of Qi, Release of the Nian, Zongtian, Horizon, Sword Emperor, Ascension, Sword Immortal, Immortal..."

Ye Feng is in the realm of the sky, half of Li Aotian is lower than that of Li Aotian.

The realm of the sky is that you can fly just now, but you can't fly high, you can only fly fifty meters high, and you can't last for a long time.

Li Aotian could not fly with a sword, so they could only fly with the flying treasures given by the elders, because it would take a day to reach it by walking.

In this way, I took an hour to get to the Book City Immortal Sect.

The book city has a unique name and is also on the top of the mountain.

Standing on the top of the mountain, at first glance, the mountains and ridges stood tall and towering on the earth. The tall and straight ancient trees rose up, and he used his tall body and tough arms to shade the hot peaks.

From a distance, the strange peaks were lined up and continuous, like waves on the sea, rising and falling. They used their graceful dance posture to add infinite color to the beautiful and elegant mountains. Standing here, the white-haired boy seemed to be integrated into the landscape paintings of the temple's people, and felt so elegant. Around his feet, the strange rocks were rugged and tough.

The book city is really a place of lyricism!
Chapter completed!