Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

A young man held the hand of his lover, and they looked at each other in silence, with a peaceful smile on their lips.

There were also majestic primordial giants who gently protected the people in their palms, looking cautious and comforting them softly.

There are also mothers looking up at the sky, holding their young babies in their arms, with anxiety and fear in their eyes, but also hope for the future.

The people of the Great Zhou were sent to Zhenyang Stone one after another, leaving only the last group of people near Anle.

Chu Wang and the others were seriously injured, their consciousness was scattered, and they were the first to merge into the light.

Then came the students from Tai Academy who gathered nearby. They looked back at the desolate land with mixed emotions in their hearts. Then they bowed to Anle and spoke respectfully.

"Master Wuxu, see you in the future!"

Anle propped up his wounded body and said in return: "Fellow Daoists, see you in the future!"

Xuan Gongming whispered the last few words into Chu Xi's ear. Although Chu Xi looked sad, she still relaxed and turned into a ray of light and left.

When the buildings of Yujing City disappeared before Anle's eyes, the entire Da Zhou had turned into a wasteland. There were no houses, no streets, and no civilians, as if no one had ever lived here.

Anle sighed in his heart and turned to look at another figure not far away that was not taken away by the light.

It was the saint Hong Yingxue.

She was still wearing the robes that belonged to a saint, and a faint glow emanated from her body, pure white and bright, and extremely holy.

But her eyes were closed and her face showed no emotion, just like the statues in the temple.

Even though the fingertips of Holy Mother Tianyuan were forced back, Hong Yingxue still could not escape Her control.

Rather than saying that Hong Yingxue is the vessel for the descent of the Holy Mother Tianyuan, it is better to say that she is merely a sacrifice used by the Holy Mother Tianyuan to locate this world.

——For the Holy Mother of Tianyuan, She simply disdained to descend to the Great Zhou as a wisp of spirit like that little god.

It was precisely because of the subtle connection between Hong Yingxue and Him that Holy Mother Tianyuan was able to extend a finger toward the Great Wilderness. The divine light of destruction that was about to descend soon was also related to it.

Anle walked up to Hong Yingxue, looked at that beautiful yet cold face, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

When he touched the light, he felt a sharp pain at his fingertips.

These pure white lights not only protect Hong Yingxue, preventing her from being hurt by external objects and being distracted by the light of the Zhenyang Stone, but also serve as a cage that blocks her mind.

After praying, chanting the name of Holy Mother Tianyuan and going up to the altar again and again, the connection between Hong Yingxue and Holy Mother Tianyuan was too close. Even if her faith began to waver in the end, she could not change the deity's control over her.

This connection cannot be severed even by the present happiness.

He couldn't save Hong Yingxue.

At this time, the voice of the Great Silence Demon Lord sounded faintly: "Wuxu, you don't have much time left."

"I know."

Anle looked at Hong Yingxue quietly and said softly: "In the future, you may forget a lot of things and become a different person, but it doesn't matter. We will meet again eventually. However, I may not recognize you by then."

"So, please remember my name."

He uttered his name carefully and slowly: "Anle."

Hong Yingxue's lips trembled and she repeated in an imperceptible voice.

"An...le..."

A tear slid down from the corner of her eye and melted into the dim light.

This name will be engraved deep in her soul, and she will never forget it even if it is divided into countless parts or even if tens of thousands of years have passed.

Anle turned around, put away his pessimistic mood, and bowed to Xuan Gongming and Xuan Hui.

"On behalf of the people of the Great Zhou, I thank you both."

Xuan Gongming said: "We are the ones who should really be thanking you."

Xuan Hui smiled and waved goodbye: "Second brother, have a safe trip!"

Afterwards, Anle stepped towards the Infinite Moment Stone, and the dark shadow of the Great Extinction Demon Lord followed him. Many chaotic lights and shadows flashed by all around, flowing like clouds and mist, mysterious and magical.

Anle suddenly looked back, and in the depths of the chaotic light and shadow, Xuanhui and the other man were still standing there, looking at him with a smile.

Anle felt a lump in his throat, but he continued to walk forward with big strides.

He wants to go to the future and reunite with those fellow Taoists.

******

Seeing Anle's figure disappear in the Infinite Moment Stone, the huge Great Zhou was left with only Xuanhui, Xuan Gongming, and Hong Yingxue who could neither move nor speak.

But Xuanhui didn't look depressed at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Brother, I want to build a tomb here to commemorate the dead."

Xuan Gongming rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll help you!"

So the two of them set about building a large tomb.

The two men dug up sand and rocks from the ground, used their magic power to press them into an extremely solid state, and then piled them together.

In Yujing City, there were also many materials that could not be taken away by the light of the Zhenyang Stone, so the two brothers cast these precious materials into the tomb.

This project is very huge, and even though both of them are powerful monks, the progress cannot be said to be fast.

Moreover, after a period of time, Xuan Gongming began to go to various places in Da Zhou to collect the remaining Zhenyang Stones, leaving Xuan Hui alone to build it.

In addition, Xuanhui also began to carve strange patterns next to the tomb according to the instructions of the Great Demon Lord of Annihilation.

When Xuan Gongming met Xuan Hui again, it was to say goodbye.

Xuan Gongming said with an apologetic look on his face: "Third brother, it seems that this tomb can only be built by you alone."

Xuan Hui smiled and said, "Brother, when you meet Sister Chu Xi in the future, you can marry her."

Xuan Gongming's face flushed, and he stammered: "You, you kid, dare to tease me?"

Finally, Xuanhui said goodbye: "Brother, please take care of yourself!"

Xuan Gongming rubbed his sore eyes, not daring to look back, and walked towards the depths of the wilderness.

He will be there, a lonely watcher.

After seeing Xuan Gongming off, Xuan Hui restrained his smile and looked at the empty tomb that had not yet been built, his eyes somewhat dim.

But at this moment, a branch from the lush Taoist tree suddenly fell down and gently stroked Xuanhui's head.

Xuan Hui was stunned for a moment, then smiled again and said, "Your Majesty, are you comforting me?"

He cheered himself up and continued to carve the patterns and build the tomb.

Since when did Xuan Hui develop the habit of talking to himself? "Come to think of it, this tomb is actually the burial place of an immortal. If someone comes here in the future, I'm afraid they will call it an immortal tomb, right?"

"It needs to be built more magnificently."

One time, Xuanhui found a small sapling and said, "I see that you and I are destined to be together, so why not plant it in front of the tomb and see how tall you can grow in the future."

"Your Majesty, do you have any opinions? I will plant it without you."

Unconsciously, the lush Taoist tree had grown together with the Infinite Moment Stone, becoming indistinguishable from one another, while at the same time preventing the mysterious power of the Infinite Moment Stone from dissipating.

One day, Xuanhui suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

From high above, a divine light so bright that it was impossible to look directly at was approaching rapidly.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the whole world was shaking, as if it was wailing.

"The day has finally come."

Xuanhui looked calm, but looked around with some regret.

The array patterns around the immortal tomb have been carved, but the immortal tomb is not yet complete.

"If I fail, the gods may search my soul to learn my second brother's plan. In that case..."

Xuanhui remembered the reminder given by the Great Lord of Annihilation before he left, so he examined his soul and resolutely cut off all memories of Anle.

He immediately looked confused, not understanding why he was standing here.

At this moment, the divine light of destruction in the sky fell with a loud bang, activating the large formation drawn under his feet.

Many array patterns lit up with bloody light, and Xuanhui's vitality and magic power began to rapidly dissipate. In the blink of an eye, his body became withered and no longer human.

It is almost impossible for an immortal to resist the power of divine light, so the formation that the Great Destruction Demon Lord taught Xuanhui is essentially a sacrifice!

The blood-colored magic power surged, pulling all the immortal tombs covered by the array pattern into a space isolated from the wilderness, thus avoiding the divine light of destruction.

And there was also a confused soul in the immortal tomb.

"I am...Xuan Hui."

He muttered to himself in confusion: "What is my mission?"

Xuan Hui was stunned for a long time, and finally said: "I want to build this immortal tomb to commemorate the dead."

So, he continued to take out the materials he had collected before the divine light descended and built the immortal tomb.

The fairy tomb is becoming more and more perfect day by day, and Xuanhui also designed many whimsical structures, but at the same time, with the consumption of power, his memory began to become more and more blurred and chaotic.

Xuan Hui thought to himself, “I have to write down what I still remember.”

So Xuanhui carved murals in the immortal tomb to record the Great Zhou in his memory.

But he always felt that he had forgotten something very important.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but one day, the sapling planted by Xuanhui gained intelligence and transformed into a boy in green. He walked into the immortal tomb and called Xuanhui his master.

Xuanhui's remaining strength gradually declined, his appearance became old, his hair became white, and his memory became chaotic.

"Why am I in this tomb? Is this my tomb?"

He said to himself: "Yes, this must be my grave."

Xuan Hui burst into tears: "Did the gods kill me? The Great Zhou... The Great Zhou was defeated!"

The branches of the Taoist tree fell on him, soothing his mind, and Xuanhui fell into a deep sleep.

In the near future, a young man will walk into the immortal tomb and awaken Xuanhui, and he will reveal the cruel and tragic truth to the young man and send the young man into the gorgeous light gate.

******

After the divine light descends.

Hong Yingxue opened her eyes blankly. All around her was scorched earth. There was not a cloud in the sky. A huge hole remained in the sky. The ground seemed to have sunk dozens of meters. The extremely high temperature burned the soil into glass.

Everything is so empty that it's frightening and maddening.

But the Great Zhou that she was familiar with no longer existed.

Hong Yingxue's memory still remains at the moment when her body was taken over by the Holy Mother Tianyuan. She only vaguely heard Anle say in her ear that she should remember his name.

But why is this the scene I see when I open my eyes?

"It's a god who used me...to destroy Da Zhou?"

Hong Yingxue suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, tears of blood flowed from her eyes, one by one, and her whole body was shaking.

Indescribable pain surged within her heart, dispersing the divinity that had once occupied this body.

In extreme hatred and pain, the devil was born from the divinity.

A ray of bloody evil emerged and began to rapidly pollute the pure soul.

At this moment, a wave of divine power descended, erasing Hong Yingxue's memory and dividing divinity and demon into two.

Then the divinity rose upward and left with the divine power.

The evil nature lingers on the earth, transforming into a phantom in red.

Ahhhhh, how come there is only a little bit left? The mystery of why Xiao Xiaohong called Anle's name from the beginning is solved!

Tomorrow, there is a high probability that I will ask for leave! There is also a small probability that I will not!

Chapter 340: Reunion after Tens of Thousands of Years

The desolate land is full of devastation wherever you look.

The surface was covered with spider-web-like gullies that seemed to reach directly into the ground. The forest turned into pitch-black charcoal. The rushing rivers were evaporated, exposing the dry riverbed. There was almost no trace of any living creature. Only the skeletons of some extremely powerful monsters stood in the wilderness like tombstones.

The vast wilderness is all scorched earth!

A shadow in red appeared silently. Her face was beautiful, but her expression was extremely confused, with struggle and pain in her eyes.

She had forgotten Hong Yingxue's name, and her blood and tears had dyed her robe red, so she was called Hongyi.