The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

The thunder roared, like a group of extremely intense blazing light, with the meaning of boundless chill and coldness, pouring down from the nine heavens.

Lin Shu's entire field of vision was overwhelmed by the strong purple and white light.

He couldn't see anything, but still didn't want to close his eyes.

Strangely, there was no fluctuation in his heart, only the wrong string was plucked at the end of the song.

He even thought, Xiao Shao, you will finally achieve consummation.

He didn't know how long it had passed, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was many years.

At the moment when the light receded like a tide, the dark clouds that had shrouded the sky for a long time, centered on the rooftop of the villa, gradually dispersed to the surroundings.

As the sky suddenly appeared, Lin Shu looked towards the center of the altar.

The empty altar, it seems that no one has ever existed.

He stepped forward holding the zither, drew out the innocent knife on the altar, and returned the knife to its sheath.

Worthy of the long cry of the sword.

His fingers trembled a little as he wore it on his body.

Suddenly, a patch of red fell in front of my eyes.

He stretched out his hand to catch it, and saw that it was a golden-red phoenix feather about the length of his forearm.

Is it something on Xiao Shao's body?Thunder did not destroy it.

He didn't know, he just held the feather with a faint scorching temperature, and then put it away.

The karma mirror floated over, hanging by his side.

After doing all this, he turned around holding the piano, wanting to go back.

However, he saw the knights from various sects standing on the side of the altar just now, with ambitions, stepped forward together, and each drew their swords, and they were in a siege of him.

The leading old man said: "The guest of no return is dead! The magic of the evil sect is fixed on this person."

Everyone echoed: "If you keep this person, there will be endless troubles!"

Another human said: "If you know the face, hand over the method and swear that you will never have anything to do with the no-return guest!"

Their movements became firmer again, and each of them used their supernatural powers.

Lin Shu looked at these various people coldly.

It is true that some people slay demons and eliminate demons, and it is also true that some people fish in troubled waters.

After all, the little boy next to the guest of no return has no cultivation and only knows how to play the piano. Everyone has seen it with their own eyes.

And he has followed the No Return Guest for a long time, so he must know where the No Return Guest's weird and terrifying cultivation base comes from.

The crime of carrying Bi, if the person carrying Bi is weak and can be bullied, and has a bad reputation, he can't blame others for coveting.

He didn't move and let those people come forward.

But he saw an epee lying in front of him.

Cang Min flashed in front of him and said: "Brother Lin is not a person with malicious intentions, if you want to kill him, kill me first."

Yue Ruohe emerged like a wisp of smoke: "I'm coming too."

Along with them was a disciple who was familiar to Lin Shu but didn't know him. He vaguely remembered the Zhezhu girl squatting in the Zangbao Pavilion back then, and this person was the one who took the lead.

Immediately someone said: "Senior old man, Hall Master Yue, why are the descendants of your family also bewitched by this monster!"

The old senior said: "Little friend Lin has kindness to this old man, fellow Daoist Qin, forgive me if I can't follow my orders."

Hall Master Yue also said the same.

Lin Shu knew that they didn't want to harm him, but because of the communication between the various sects, he couldn't help.

The "Qin Taoist friend" said: "You also have your own difficulties, but these three young people, since they are in the company of evil spirits, they will not be able to stay!"

Now everyone is going to attack him!

Cang Min said: "Brother Lin, don't worry."

Then he closed his eyes and stood guard.

But he is still young, how can his cultivation be compared with those famous immortal seniors.

Just at this moment, a clear voice came from mid-air: "Bold!"

Ling Su and Elder He landed, along with Yun Lan and Qing Lu.

Elder He said solemnly: "Who dares to hurt my Jiange Pavilion Master?"

Ling Su half knelt in front of Lin Shu: "Pavilion Master, I'm late."

"It's okay." Lin Shu said softly.

The heroes didn't take this seriously: "It's well-known that this person follows no-returners! Since you all defend it, we have nothing to say. Swords have no eyes. Everyone, be careful!"

But seeing swords, lights and swords attacking together!

These people standing in front of Lin Shu also wanted to make a move one after another.

Lin Shudao: "Wait a minute."

Ling Su turned her head back: "Pavilion Master..."

Lin Shu put the qin on the ground, and slowly drew out the folding bamboo sword: "I'll go."

"Can……"

Lin Shudao: "Don't worry."

Seeing him coming out more and more, "Fellow Daoist Qin" flashed a greedy look in his eyes, and swung a knife towards him!

Lin Shu held Zhezhu's cold sword hilt.

There are no fancy moves, no spiritual power, no aura.

The "Moon Out of the Cold Abyss", which was only empty-handed, collided with Daoyou Qin's knife.

Qin Daoyou suddenly widened his eyes.

He fell to the ground, as if he had lost all strength: "You...you...!"

Lin Shu looked at the others.

He originally thought that he would hide himself in the green hills and countryside, but he didn't expect that people in the world didn't want him to be purified.

That's right, if there is no extreme cultivation, some people will flock to it, even if someone blocks it today, it will come again in the future.

But Xiao Shao... Since he left with peace of mind, how could he let him be bullied by these people.

Under that person's urging, he already had a little understanding of "Silence".

The rest of the people, seeing that Fellow Daoist Qin was defeated, were a little scared at first, but seeing that Fellow Daoist Qin didn't seem to be seriously injured, they shouted and rushed forward.

Lin Shu just stood there.

Those figures all over the sky, in his eyes, were all blurred, turning into all kinds of noisy shadows.

Xiao Shao said that the world is dirty.

All his life he lived for the world and died for the world.

He doesn't know whether the world is dirty or not, but only knows that Xiao Shao is gone forever.

The world was suddenly silent, he lost contact with everyone and everything in the world, he was the only one in the vast world,

He also seems to have lost his senses, his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind are all empty, as if nothingness.

silence.

nothingness.

Silence.

When the Young Underworld Demon Lord locked himself in a dark, soundless and senseless cave for hundreds of years and realized his extinction, was his feeling at that time similar to his own feeling now?

With the autumn wind, thousands of leaves fall.

All kinds of prosperity, after all, a dream.

He smelled the fragrance of cold plum again in a trance, trying to make people get lost in it.

——Mostly, life is like a dream, but for now...here is ecstasy.

Facing the crowd rushing forward, he raised his sword, drew it out, and swung it.

The move that had a flash of inspiration in an instant, accompanied by the nihility and emptiness that he realized in a trance, illuminated his mind like lightning and flint.

While using this move, he remembered the name of this move.

be deeply grieved.

The last gesture of "Long Lovesickness", however, cannot lack the legacy of Qingming Demon Lord "Ni Mie".

Everyone seemed to be impacted by something invisible and intangible in the void, and they fell to the ground.

Lin Shu put his sword back into its sheath.

The rest of the people were startled and terrified, they looked at him, they didn't dare to go forward again, they finally said a few cruel words, and retreated in desperation.

Cang Min and the others are still there.

Lin Shudao: "Thank you."

He picked up the piano, hugged it, chose a direction at random, and walked towards the end of the world.

In February when the haze dissipated and the grass grows and warblers fly, the distant mountains are faintly smoky and weak due to the lack of sunlight, like a very lightly smudged landscape painting.

He stumbled while walking in the mountains, barely stabilized his figure, the Bingxianqin was unstable, clicked, touched some mechanism, and a snow-white paper seal fell down.

Lin Shu caught it.

It's an envelope.

I don't know when it was put into the piano, and there were four words written on it.

My dear dear.

Lin Shu didn't cry. From the beginning to the end of today, he didn't even have the slightest change in emotion.

But the moment these four characters came into view, the wind and sand in spring caught his eyes.

The author has something to say:

"Mostly life is like a dream, let's ecstasy here." From an elegiac couplet written by Zeng Guofan.

Final Scroll·Sword Like a Dream