Eighty years after entry, retreat.

After eighty-five years of entry, the golden elixir was finally broken, and the glow was brilliant, and congratulations came from all directions.

Master Huayu said happily: "You can go and cut off the world of mortals."

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Qingshui Village.

Wei Xi and Hua Yuzhenren walked into their hometown dressed in Taoist robes and hats, just like their masters. The village was deserted, with only ruins left. Years of war had destroyed her hometown.

Master Huayu observed his disciple's expression. At this time, Wei Xi's mood did not fluctuate much. He was obviously more stable than he thought and had already cut off the world of mortals.

"Hey, mortals suffer a lot."

Master Huayu sighed.

Wei Xi walked into the village without saying anything, passed by the creek, and stopped to look at it for a long time.

Two children were playing in the stream, chasing each other. Wei Xiucai stood not far away and watched them. In a flash, there was only the stream in front of him. There were no children or scholars.

Passing by an old tree, Wei Xi touched the withered trunk and heard some auditory hallucinations in his ears.

Brother Li, it’s so fun to swing on the swing.

Passing by my father's private school, which had been reduced to a piece of grass at this time, I could only identify the private school by relying on the old tree. The sound of reading could be heard loudly, and two short figures hid under the curtains, eavesdropping on the teacher's lecture.

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Brother Li, let’s talk about the biographies of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty again.

Don't bother me when I study. If you bother me again, I'll spank you.

Passing by the deserted fields, the girl in yellow found the cowherd with a food box and took out a bowl of red beans as always.

In the end, Wei Xi finally reached his home. Most of their homes were made of stone bricks. The wall at the entrance to the yard stood stubbornly, but the door was missing. Through the door, he could see the collapsed house inside, up to his waist.

of weeds.

Wei Xi stopped and didn't dare to go in. Her face was still full of numbness, but tears couldn't stop pouring out. Perhaps because she didn't dare to accept it, she turned around and threw herself into the arms of Hua Yuzhenren.

Master Huayu sighed: "Hey, a mortal's life span is only seventy years, so why are you suffering? Silly child, cry, cry as much as you want..."

Zheng!

With the crisp sound of being unsheathed, a poisonous magic sword pierced through Huayu Zhenren, and the cold sword edge penetrated from her back, shattering her golden elixir.

Before she could react, Wei Xi cut off her head with another sword, and then used a few soul-transforming talismans to completely end Huayu's life.

The interval between before and after was less than two seconds, and Huayu Zhenren died without any precautions.

Wei Xi has rehearsed for today a thousand times. She is just a very talented person. If she wants to kill a golden elixir that has lived longer than herself, she can only do this. How she hopes that she is a peerless genius, so that she can be a little bit

Torture Huayu Zhenren to death.

It's a pity she is not.

"Master, you said that mortals suffer a lot, but for me, cultivation is suffering."

Wei Xi dropped the bloody magic sword and walked into the small courtyard to look at the collapsed house. Everything seemed like yesterday.

She knelt on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and cried hysterically, which could be faintly heard within a ten-mile radius.

"Husband, you lied to me..."

That day, she cried all her tears, leaving only a body.

A few years later, she succeeded in destroying the Huangling Sect. When she was dying, she had a dream.

She dreamed of Li Changsheng, who was hugging her just like before.

"Husband, can you take me home?"

Li Changsheng shook his head and said: "I haven't seen enough of the prosperity of this world. The strong wind in the sky, the Wangchuan River under the nine secluded mountains, the endless mountains, and the giant turtle carrying the mountains. I have never seen them. Let's go together.

Is it good to watch?"

"Yeah!" Wei Xi smiled happily. Today, a thousand years later, she smiled again and said the same words a thousand years ago, "Everything depends on my husband."

Cultivation is not a hardship, at least she saw him.

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