Chapter 906: Thousands of willow leaves

There are many sad things in the world, but none of them can match this one.
Liu Xiang slowly fell from the clouds before the eyes of many monks. Many people looked at him, and many people were crying.
But the most touching thing is Yao Min. Both he and Liu Xiang were monks six thousand years ago. Although they had never fought each other, they were still two contemporaries.
He looked up at Emperor Wu in the palace, thinking that you must be more sad than us at this time.
Even if Chao Qingqiu died, Emperor Wu would not necessarily be sad.
But Liu Xiang is different, he is a special person.
While Liu Xiang was falling, many people felt the scatter of those sword auras. Those sword auras should have existed in Liu Xiang's spiritual house, but at this time, they all left.
People die like a lamp, and after the death of Jian Xian, Jian Qi can't stay.
There seemed to be a sigh between heaven and earth, which never fell in people's ears, but it fell in people's hearts.
Li Fuyao looked at the falling Willow Lane, and the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed. The sword immortals in this world had helped him more or less.
Liu Xiang even saved his life.
Just at this moment, what else can he do?
Almost nothing can be done.
However, this situation did not last long. Li Fuyao had already re-secured the sword in his hand. The battle was not over yet, and he would definitely not stagnate because of death.
Han Lu has made another shot.
The old Sect Master looked at Lingshan, Chao Qingqiu had already left the edge of the cliff. He couldn't see him, but he could feel it with Qi machine, and he could clearly know that Chao Qingqiu hadn't gone far, he was in Lingshan.
He had no patience to wait for Chao Qingqiu to walk out of Lingshan, so he started to move forward.
Unsurprisingly, there were a few Qi machines on Lingshan quickly, and they wanted to stop him.
But it was resolved by the old sect master's gestures, he only recognized Chao Qingqiu alone, and no one else would be in his heart.
Su Ye picked up the old book pinned to her waist and stepped into the clouds. Liang also thought for a while and walked over.
At the same time, a sword flashed between heaven and earth, and Chen Jiu also shot.
Wang Fugui brushed his face with his hands, and moved forward laughing.
Four Canghai shot at the same time.
This is something that was not seen in the past, but at this time, it has already happened.
And this kind of thing should happen more than once.
The old sect master screamed and blasted a punch as he went forward, breaking it open before the four seas formed a combined attack.
The majestic Qi machine collided with the golden light of the sword aura, and it was not stagnant at all.
Ye Sheng watched this scene with no expression on his face, but the emotions in his eyes were already very complicated.
He glanced at the Emperor Wu in the black palace.
The old master has come to Lingshan.
Just in the cloud that gathered again.
Chanzi put his hands together,
Cotai Sheng.
At this time, the scattered sword auras unexpectedly gathered before Lingshan again. Perhaps that was Liu Xiang's obsession, and Liu Xiang had to do something for the world.
The old sect master sneered and said, "I'm all dead, still not going to stop?"
Sword Qi can't speak, they just want to kill people, of course, they must be able to kill people.
The old Sect Master punched through those sword qi, and the whole Lingshan immediately shook.
Some dust fell in the Daxiong Hall, Chao Qingqiu sat in front of the Lijiao Monk's Buddha statue, turning a deaf ear to things outside.
The big Buddha with no face also showed a sad atmosphere.
Chao Qingqiu opened up and said, "You must cross yourself first. You can't save yourself, let alone save others?"
There is still no sign of the Lijiao monk's Buddha, and Chao Qingqiu said: "All the thoughts placed on others are not as good as thinking about relying on yourself at the beginning."
After speaking these two sentences, Chao Qingqiu stood up and walked a few steps forward. He sat on the threshold again and said with a chuckle: "Come back, this time for the whole world."
For the world!
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The last ray of sword aura in Liu Xiang had disappeared, and he had done everything he could for the world.
Many monks had already started to catch Liu Xiang's body, but found that Liu Xiang was falling very slowly, like a willow leaf floating in the sky, but they were unwilling to fall.
Fallen leaves are abandoned, but they are not necessarily willing to leave the branches.
But if someone was guarding Liu Xiang, he would definitely be able to see that Liu Xiang's eyes were actually open at the moment.
There is still life in his eyes.
If anyone sees in through his eyes, they will find something even stranger.
There are two people in his eyes.
One is Liuxiang and the other is Liuxiang.
"You can die for the world, why can't you carry it?" A Liu Xiang said blankly.
Another Liu Xiang shook his head weakly, "Dying for the world is because I had to do this, but this is not what I want to do."
Liu Xiang understood the meaning of these words, but he still said, "I gave you six thousand years. As long as you can take a step forward, you will be Liu Xiang. We are all alone."
Another Liu Xiang shook his head and said, "I have walked for six thousand years, but I still walked under your shadow. It was not until later that I realized that Liu Xiang is Liu Xiang. Even with this body, he has a new spirit. Zhi, it is impossible to become Liu Xiang."
As this Liu Xiang spoke, the previous Liu Xiang seemed to have seen Liu Xiang walking in the wilderness, but there was a big mountain behind him, and the shadow of the big mountain shrouded the ground. Liu Xiang moved forward with difficulty, but no matter how he walked, it was Never out of the shadows.
In the final analysis, it was because the mountain was too high and the man was too powerful, making it difficult for all latecomers to look back.
Even after that
The person here is Liu Xiang himself.
Liu Xiang shook his head and smiled, "It is true that not everyone is Liu Xiang."
Liu Xiang was an extremely proud person, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say that the sword immortal in the world is Fanxing, and only Wu is Haoyue.
Liu Xiang said helplessly: "Don't talk nonsense, since you've been there all the time, just go back, I can't handle that old thing, Chao Qingqiu won't make a move, if you don't make a move, who remembers you, who was six thousand years old? The first sword fairy?"
Liu Xiang didn't speak, as if thinking about something.
"look."
As Liu Xiang spoke, the scene in front of him changed. It was the scene where Liu Xiang split himself in two using secret methods six thousand years ago.
Two Liu Xiangs sat opposite that day. One of them was Liu Xiang’s original spiritual wisdom. After opening his eyes, he looked at the opposite Liu Xiang and was silent for a moment before reaching out and sealing the original spiritual wisdom. In the depths of the Ling Palace, he smiled and said, "If he can walk his own way, he will be Liu Xiang in the future, even if he is not called Liu Xiang in fact."
He was speaking to the Dao Lingzhi who was sealed in the spiritual house.
Of course, that talent is Liu Xiang in the true sense.
As for the spiritual wisdom he wanted to regenerate from this body, it wasn't Liu Xiang anymore.
But if that Lingzhi could break through the shackles, he would definitely become stronger than Liu Xiang.
It is a pity that he has not been able to get out after six thousand years.
At this moment, his spirit is going to dissipate, and his body will return to Liu Xiang's control.
To some extent, Liu Xiang is actually a good person.
The method of becoming immortal he studied is not so boring.
"By the way, do you think you are also Liu Xiang?" Liu Xiang asked as he watched his gradually disappearing body.
"Why not, I have your memory, I have your body."
"Then maybe I was wrong, maybe I should let you start over."
Another Liu Xiang smiled and said, "That would be more troublesome than finding who I am."
Liu Xiang stopped talking.
So this Liu Xiang said: "If possible, tell me that cheap apprentice, his master is not so good."
Liu Xiang smiled and said, "You are good."
His eyes are above the top, and there are a few swordsmen who deserve his praise. Those who want to praise are really nice people.
The Willow Lane dissipated and turned into a willow leaf, which fell in the palm of Liu Lane.
Liu Xiang smiled and said, "Where did I die so easily."
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The old lord is about to set foot in Lingshan.
A willow leaf fell in the sea of ​​clouds.
The old lord stopped.
Two willow leaves fell.
Three pieces.
Four pieces.
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Thousands of willow leaves fell.