The determination of the Human Emperor was demonstrated between heaven and earth. The blazing glow at that moment was in no way inferior to that of heaven and earth, and moved all the disciples. The sword that had accompanied the Human Emperor throughout his life shattered. The Mighty King gathered the weapons of the world's humanity and destiny, and the Master personally cast them into nine tripods.

This sword was originally just an ordinary iron weapon, but because of the person holding it, it was the so-called Sword of the Human Emperor. [Yin] was stunned and speechless. He looked at the white-haired old man, and seemed to see a familiar flame in his eyes. That flame had burned on every generation of Holy Emperors in the beginning of ancient times.

And after such a long absence, it finally rises again in this world.

Tick-tock, tick-tock—

The Human Emperor held the hilt of the sword, his palm trembling slightly. The blow just now was too powerful and too violent, cutting his palm and dripping blood. In this solemn atmosphere, the Human Emperor said in a hoarse voice: "The Fengshan ceremony is over, and the great ceremony is complete."

"After that, the Human Emperor will compete with the destiny of humanity. Thank you all for your help."

!!!

The princes and nobles all looked pale.

But all the disciples bowed and said, "Yes, we obey the order of the Emperor."

The old man smiled gently, his eyebrows drooping, and said, "There is only one step left in the ritual, but I can't seem to hold on to this step anymore."

He sighed in a low voice, seeming to have some regret:

"I'm a little tired and sleepy. I need to rest first."

The looks of the disciples were sorrowful and moved, as if they knew something.

Li Weifeng walked down step by step, and all the philosophers and gods appointed by humanity made way for him. Even someone as arrogant as [Yin] bowed slightly with a calm look, expressing his respect for such a passionate person.

He raised his eyes and looked at the Taoist in front of him, who was wearing a Taoist robe and whose body was stiff.

[Yin] looked down and saw that his hands were already clenched tightly under the Taoist robe. Drops of blood kept falling, dripping on the top of Mount Tai. When Li Weifeng walked here, [Yin] stretched out his hand and pushed Mingxin. The Taoist took a step forward and stood in front of his friend.

Ming Xin said: "I'll take you..."

Li Weifeng nodded, and the Taoist stretched out his hand to support his good friend.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that his friend, who used to be better at martial arts than him, had become so light now. The body under the gorgeous clothes was already old, as if it would fall down with a slight push. But now this body was leaning on Mingxin, and the various schools of thought and the gods of humanity were making way in front.

Li Weifeng walked over step by step.

He finally said softly: "Well, everyone..."

The old man withdrew his gaze from the human world, looked at everyone in front of him, and then said softly:

"Thank you for your help."

…

After walking across the mountain top, Li Weifeng's body, which had been able to stand straight just now, suddenly became even weaker, and he could hardly stand up straight. Almost all of his body weight had to be supported by Mingxin, and he was shaky. Mingxin asked, "You are already like this, why did you still hold on in front of you just now?"

"I am the emperor of men."

"The last act of the Emperor must naturally be remembered by his subjects."

"Just think of me as being cool."

Li Weifeng answered as if he had unloaded some weight, and his tone seemed to reveal some of his youthful character. Mingxin didn't know how to answer him, so he could only sigh helplessly. When they were going down the mountain, Li Weifeng's footsteps suddenly paused.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. The mountains were shrouded in clouds and heavy snow suddenly fell in the north.

It's even harder to see clearly.

Ming Xin asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Weifeng stared blankly at that direction, then smiled with relief. He looked away and said softly, "Nothing, nothing, let's go." Mingxin supported him and said in a deep voice, "There is a camp below. It's very cold now, and your body can't stand it. Go down first to avoid the wind and snow and take some pills."

"Oh, no, no."

"It's uncomfortable to live in the camp down there. Let's move to another place."

"Where do you want to go?"

Li Weifeng paused, looked into the distance, and said softly, "Go home."

"I want to go home."

The Taoist tightened his grip, the grief in his eyes was suppressed, and he just said: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, and when we meet, you just know how to order people around. Go home, the capital is so far away from Mount Tai, it's really."

Li Weifeng smiled and said, "Aren't you an immortal? What's the difference between these distances?"

"Becoming an immortal is just one step for a practitioner."

The Taoist replied him with a smile, then thought for a moment, carried Li Weifeng on his back, and then walked on the wind and snow, his Taoist robe fluttering, into the endless strong wind and heavy snow, gradually walking farther and farther away. But at the place where Li Weifeng had just stopped, looking from afar, through the layers of wind and frost and the thick leaden clouds, you could see someone there.

gun.

A simple spear was inserted into the rock. The tall man with white hair but still majestic face was leaning on the golden-eyed water-avoiding Qilin beast, quietly watching his younger brother go away. He was not as frivolous as he was when he was young, he did not laugh or say anything, but he did not meet his brother again.

No need to say goodbye.

My way has been fully demonstrated in this life.

Between you and me, you know me and I know you.

Is there anything else that needs to be put into words?

No need.

No need.

Sing a long song while crying and bid farewell with wine!

The mighty king, Li Zhai!

Sixty years after leaving the capital, I finally arrived in the heart of the human world again.

He held the wine jug and drank quietly, his eyes calm, and his eyes were still looking at the sky like a blade. It seemed that he saw through the vast expanses of white snow and the leaden sea of ​​clouds, and saw the formation above the Jedi Tiantong and the immortals and gods in the heaven.

Drinking, shooting alone, being the best in the military.

The forces in heaven are complicated and diverse.

The group of immortals, mainly from the Tianshu Academy of Justice, looked at the formation that was about to be broken with fiery eyes, and had already clenched their weapons.

At this time, the Nine Cauldrons Formation had been transformed into the power of Fengshan, and the reason why this crumbling formation still existed was only because the Human Emperor was still the last person who was no less powerful than any of the Nine Cauldrons and was providing power for the formation.

The mighty King Li Zhai drank alone.

The wind and snow are getting stronger.

…

The wind and snow were strong, but under the Taoist's strong Qi, it did not completely stop him. He broke through the layers of sea of ​​clouds and arrived at the capital city, where the world was prosperous. The Taoist walked step by step with the old man on his back. He felt that the old man's aura on his back was gradually getting stronger, and began to chat leisurely.

Li Weifeng is in good spirits.

It was better than before, but there was only sadness in Mingxin's eyes.

Li Weifeng's eyes seemed to light up when he talked about his youth. He said, "When I left the palace with my sister, my biggest feeling was that the world was so big. I was free from the constraints of chains. From then on, I could travel freely in all the nine provinces of the world without any constraints. At that time, I wished to be as far away from the palace as possible."

"What I hope most is to become a ranger."

"Riding a fast horse, carrying a sword and a wine jug, walking on the road chasing the sunset, going to see the world, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and also dealing with a few petty thieves, doing what is right and being a hero to save a beautiful girl, and then of course marrying the girl you saved, traveling the world as a knight..."

"Oh...that's really childish, isn't it?"

The Taoist replied, “Not childish.”

"Later, I thought about revenge. I felt that the supreme position seemed to be only one step away from me. I took the position, killed You Li, and avenged my parents. But, after so long, was I longing for revenge or for the supreme position?"

"I don't know any more."

"Um."

"Mingxin, when I told you and Yao Ling'er that I wanted to go boating on the river with you, with only the breeze and the bright moon as our companions, I really meant it at that time."

The Taoist carried the thin old man tighter on his back without answering.

Li Weifeng closed his eyes and said, "I am so exhausted. This life has passed so quickly. I was thinking, can I go back to my youth? At that time, you and I were still in Jinzhou. You were a young Taoist priest in Lianyang Temple, and I was a prince who yearned to travel the world. How wonderful it would have been then."

"I will be back."

Mingxin said seriously.

Li Weifeng thought he was just trying to comfort her, squinted her eyes, and said, "Really?"

"That's really, really great..."

Mingxin paused, he exhaled, and used his magical power, which was the method of the Yellow Millet Dream. Li Weifeng closed his eyes and suddenly felt as if he was hit on the forehead.

He opened his eyes.

Stunned.

In front of him was a street, which seemed a little low, at least lower than in his time. There were green brick walls and stone slabs that glowed a faint green in the night. There was snow on both sides. He remembered that he was in Zhongzhou Prefecture and came here with his sister some time ago.

I met two Taoists from Lianyang Temple, one was a young Taoist and the other was a young Taoist who was only thirteen years old.

He had just finished distributing the medicinal porridge and was waiting here for the two Taoists to return, and he happened to see them.

The little Taoist priest on the opposite side stretched out his hand, warming himself by the fire in front of the pile of fallen leaves, waiting for roasted chestnuts. Just now, it was this little Taoist priest who had actually hit himself on the head with a chestnut, which was a bit painful. Now the little Taoist priest still stared with wide eyes and said, "It's so cold, and you can still sneak away and be in a daze?"

"How come you are so awesome?!"

"Can you teach me? Then I can stare blankly under the teacher's nose during the morning class tomorrow!"

ha!

What kind of stupid Taoist priest is this? He is just daydreaming.

The young King Qin raised his eyebrows, and with a youthful spirit, he smiled triumphantly and said:

"I, I'm not daydreaming!"

The young Taoist priest asked curiously, "You're not in a daze? Then what are you doing?"

"I was—"

Qin Wang Li Weifeng spoke subconsciously, but paused, not knowing what he had just done. In the end, he just said: "It's like I had a dream?"

"A dream? What dream?"

"I don't know either."

"Oh! Then I know!" The little Taoist clapped his hands and said, "It's a daydream!"

"You are daydreaming!"

King Qin Li Weifeng was furious. He started arguing with the young Taoist priest, and then they started moving, as if they were playing or joking. In the end, both of them were tired, so they sat in the streets and snow in the Zhongzhou city, then fell backwards, gasping for breath, and then they both laughed.

The young Taoist priest rummaged through the fire, took out some roasted chestnuts and threw them to the King of Qin.

The young King of Qin peeled it and put it in his mouth while asking why he could eat this.

It’s really delicious.

This is the capital city of Zhongzhou. Under the moonlight, a young Taoist priest sits on the eaves, looking outside calmly. People in the city lead a peaceful life, with gentle breeze and bright moon, and sweet chestnuts. It seems a little late.

There were monks and travelers wearing straw raincoats, carrying iron signs or wooden fish, and walking along the streets to announce the dawn. The sound of rain hitting the stone slabs and the sound of the iron signs were clear and pure, mixed with the sound of chanting in slang.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

The young King of Qin stretched lazily, his brows raised, his youthful vigor and eyes were like flying phoenixes.

He looked at the young Taoist priest in front of him, his eyes dark and bright, and said, "Hey——"

The young Taoist Mingxin turned around and saw the young King Qin standing there with a youthful and high-spirited smile:

"My whole life."

“Have you reached the end?”

Snap——

The old hand relaxed, and the magical power of Huangliang Dream was shattered.

Mingxin stood in the world, in a trance. He lowered his head and clenched his teeth, but his body could not control the trembling. There was snow below. Big tears fell on the snow, melting into holes. Mingxin carried the old man on his back.

"Let's go."

He said softly.

He walked forward step by step. The people around him were living a good life. The Taoists and the crowd were walking against the flow, stumbling. There were children playing with windmills in their hands, running past, breaking the smoke from the cooking fires in the world, with brisk steps and childish voices singing ballads.

"Stay away from disputes and seek freedom."

"Floor heating in the south is suitable for home, and leisure in the north is priceless!"

The children's laughter was clear and childish, and then gradually faded away.

"One cup of tea, five-color melons, and four-season flowers."

"As long as you have nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world!"

A naive ballad from the heyday of the times.

The old man's hands lost their strength and fell to his sides, his breath gone.

you say.

Is this the end of my life?

The Human Emperor, Li Weifeng.

He died at the age of 81. He was wise, brave, courageous and courageous.

World name——

Taizong!

Emperor Shenwuwen.

…

The Qi-gazing technique revealed that an extremely huge column of golden light had dissipated.

After Li Weifeng passed away, the last force supporting the great formation on earth dissipated. Then the gods in heaven had blazing eyes, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas outside the Great Wall were eager to try, the various schools of thought were about to embark on their own paths, and Li Zhai finished the pot of wine.

Even though he cultivated the destiny of humanity, he looked to be only forty years old, in the prime of his life, with sharp eyes and domineering spirit. He was holding a wine jug. His father was dead, his brother Li Hui committed suicide, and now, his last brother, enemy, and confidant, Li Weifeng, had also passed away.

The phoenix on earth still maintains its pride until the end.

The bloodline of this body and the brothers are all dead, Qiong Yu has entered the Tao and has become independent of this body, but as long as this body is still here, it means that the flame has not been extinguished. He picked up the wine jug, poured it out, and the strong liquor spilled onto Mount Tai. Stimulated by the strong wind, he was brave and murderous.

He threw the wine jug into the ravine, picked up his gun, and sat on the Qilin.

Qilin stepped into the void step by step and headed forward.

The mighty king, Li Zhai.

He is regarded by later generations as one of the ten most famous generals of all time.

Here, enter the battle!