The white crane spread its wings and soared. For hundreds of years, there was no day when it felt so happy, as if it was chasing the sun and running towards the fallen ruins with Him.

It’s like hundreds of years ago, I carried my teacher across the mountains and seas and saw that the world was so big that there were so many creatures in the world, including demons, demons, humans, gods, and legendary immortals, and so many geniuses in the world, and powerful people competed to draw a vast fairy path with surging winds and clouds.

It opened its spiritual wisdom in its ignorance, turned into a demon under the guidance of the teacher, and became a boy from a white crane. It followed the teacher to watch the random cultivators of the Immortal Islands of the South China Sea. Finally, it was invited by the female princess of the Mermaid Kingdom, who ruled the entire South China Sea and was extremely beautiful, and entered the Dragon Silk Palace under the sea.

During the Taoist Immortal Banquet, Baihe Boy stood behind the teacher, looking at the many Taoist seniors on the cloud bed in the immortal palace to discuss the art of becoming an immortal, the way of immortality, and the great way of each immortal true king made it extremely fascinated.

Among all the true lords, only my teacher has truly created the art of becoming an immortal, opened up the great way to immortality, escaped from the six realms of reincarnation, and avoided life, death, misfortune and blessing.

If you get this technique, you will be free and proud of the world from then on.

The boy Baihe was standing behind the teacher at that time, looking at the immortal wearing a white Taoist robe, telling the great way of heaven and earth, his mind and demeanor, as if he had embraced the heaven, earth, sun and moon into his arms.

And its innocent and tender eyes secretly looked at the teacher's face lying on his side, holding a wine pot to point out the country, and the immortal Taoists on the cloud bed were filled with shock and contemplation.

Its eyes were filled with endless longings and yearnings. It had only one idea at that time. If there were immortals in the world, then that would be it.

After being taught immortal arts and spiritual treasures, it finally became a white crane boy and a white crane Taoist.

In a hundred years, in the end, when he accepted three disciples to achieve immortality, one sect and four immortals were all direct immortality of practice, gradually perfecting the great way passed down by the teacher and integrating it into the Nine-Turn Taiyin Immortal Art. The various sects of the Immortal Sect even called it a scattered immortal.

It is no longer a barbarian beast in the abyss of the sea ruins, but a scattered fairy white crane from Dongzhou.

Time flows, and the three disciples completed the Nine-Turn Taiyin Immortal Art one after another, and reincarnated. As the last third disciple was also reincarnated, Baihe still resided in the world, as if he could not let go of anything.

He suddenly recalled the figure of the Taoist in white in the past, remembered the freedom he carried him to fly over the mountains and seas, remembered the immortal posture of preaching the world in the fairy banquet, and the true spirit spell song of the ghost immortal who finally crossed the mountains and left him.

He set out from Dongzhou and rushed to Youdu Fairy Island, and then crossed the Four Seas Fairy Island, but still couldn't find the shadow of his teacher.

Visiting the fairy island of Lingshan, no trace of immortals was seen.

I don’t know how many times he went to Youdu Immortal Island, but he finally saw the figure of the immortal again in the Youdu Palace, on the Xianque Mountain of the Lord of Youdu.

The immortal sat cross-legged in front of the fairy pond, and Fengwu's fiery red leaves fell like flames, flowing down the foot of the mountain along the river. He asked about his recent situation, while Baihe called him the True Lord and held the etiquette of his disciples.

Although the teacher never took it as a disciple, he still called it the True Lord.

"The True Lord wants to enter the mountains and seas again? Baihe is willing to be a dog and a horse. This is Baihe's last obsession in this life. Maybe the next time he sees the True Lord again, it will be thousands of years later."

"The White Crane wishes to carry the True Lord, as in the past, soar in the clouds and overlook the sentient beings in the world!"

The True Lord has the style of an ancient immortal, and he is unwilling to let the existence of knowledgeable people and activate the existence of wisdom as a mount, but in the end he still agreed to it.

The white crane spread its wings and flew over the southern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, setting towards the East Mountain, while the sun gradually set behind it.

The fiery red sunset spread across the mountains and earth, and a familiar mountain finally appeared on the edge of the East China Sea at the end of the sky. Once, it carried the True Lord here, and then built a hut here, took in three disciples, and began the life of the scattered immortal white crane.

Today I am back here and ending the first life of the scattered immortal white crane.

Just like the Nine-Turn Taiyin Immortal Art he practiced, everything is a cycle of reincarnation.

The white crane fell to the earth and stopped in front of a long-destroyed Taoist temple. He crawled at the True Lord, as if he was bowing farewell to him.

Then a sharp cry came out, layers of fairy fire gushing out of his body, hovering in the sky, and the body of the demon turned into star dust bit by bit, and finally disappeared between the sea of ​​clouds.

Fang Xiu looked at the divine bird white crane in the sky dragging the long phantom of flames, and became a little bit empty, accompanied by the setting sun and the flowing sea of ​​clouds, and with his cultivation, he suddenly felt a little sad inside.

He just did it casually at the beginning, and even forgot that he had accepted such a white crane boy in the past and passed on the Ghost Immortal Avenue that he didn't value very much.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, the boy Baihe still remembers him. He has already achieved his achievements, but because he is unwilling to remember the cycle of reincarnation, he wants to see him at the last time in this life.

Imitate the Immortal Island of Lingshan, but I just want to complete the last obsession in this life, because I have forgotten all the past when I go to the cycle of reincarnation and reincarnation. I can only wait until the nine-generation reincarnation ends and become an immortal to remember everything.

Bai He's obsession is how Fang Xiu brought him out of the wild abyss, and how it ended his life.

When Baihe's Heavenly Demon body completely dissipated, Fang Xiu still looked up at the sky, unable to stop for a long time, and then sighed for a long time.

"Nine generations become immortals...Nine generations become immortals!"

Fang Xiu closed his eyes, slowly lowered his head, then opened his eyes and looked at the Taoist temple that had already collapsed and turned into ruins. The plaque with the True Lord's Temple was already dusted and black, and he could only vaguely distinguish the handwriting on it.

You can see steep stone steps on the mountainside, and at the end of the sky in the distance, you can also see the curling smoke in the evening. It is a village of mortals, living in the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the smoke reveals a peaceful and tranquil charm.

Hundreds of years ago, there was no Taoist temple here, and a hundred years later there was a Zhenjun Temple. When the Zhenjun Temple was established, there was no people in this area of ​​thousands of miles. Now there are villages and divided into counties.

"Everyone in the world says that gods and immortals are good, but who knows the price this immortals pays?"

Before the sun set, Fang Xiu wiped the plaque of the Zhenjun Temple and hung it on the gate of the temple.

A stream of light flew out from his sleeves, and the light passed through the viewing door and fell onto the statue of the True Lord accumulated in the viewing dust. In an instant, the statue made a buzzing sound, suppressing the earth and Taoist temple.

The light shook out layer by layer, cracks and sealed formations spread in the void, and the power of the sky separated this small world from the hill.

This ruined Taoist temple disappeared into the world of the world little by little through this power. No one could see this ruined Taoist temple anymore, and no one could enter it, except Bai He and his three disciples.

When they become immortals in the ninth generation and return here, they may be able to see what Fang Xiu left for them inside.
Chapter completed!