She suddenly turned around and shouted at the Taoist Qingxuan who was still in a daze: "Little Taoist, the immortal wants to save the world with his life. Help me. I want to stop the immortal."
"good!"
Qingxuan agreed without hesitation and transferred all his magical powers to Fairy Taiyin.
I saw a ray of moonlight rising into the sky and piercing into the boundless thunder tribulation. The thunder attacked the moonlight without distinguishing between friend and foe. Just as Fairy Taiyin was about to burn her soul and life, she was pushed out by another force.
Fairy Taiyin knew that this was Li Changsheng's doing. She wanted to try again, but the next second she was frozen in place.
A gentle voice came: "Tu'er, you can't bear this kind of punishment from heaven."
clang!
A flash of cold light passed by, and thousands of thunder tribulations were cut off in an instant.
The Taoist in green stood above the sky, his black hair turning white strand by strand. For the first time, his breath showed signs of weakness.
Even when he was enduring the heavenly calamity and suppressing the Demon Abyss at the same time, there had never been such an aura.
Burn your life and sacrifice your life to protect life.
Fairy Taiyin's eyes were red, and she roared, "Immortal, are you worthy of this? Why do you like mortals so much, and like this shitty world so much? Can't you think about yourself?"
"I?"
Li Changsheng slowly raised his hand and took out the Heavenly Sword.
This sword has unknowingly carried too many of my memories. Although I don't use the sword, I have a strong connection with people who use swords.
The memories that had been buried for thousands of years suddenly emerged at this moment. At that time, a woman with a sword asked herself: Brother Li, if you have such ability, why don’t you rule the world with swords, why don’t you seize the fortune of the universe?
At that time, my answer was that a mere traveler in the mountains could not save the world, but could only save the people around him.
Later, a group of sword-wielding knights asked themselves: Sword Master, can we save the world?
My answer at that time was yes.
"Why do I want to save the world? For fame, for profit, or to make up for past regrets? To cover up my past powerlessness? Haha, this seems a bit tacky and incomplete."
Li Changsheng asked himself why he wanted to save the world and why he was so obsessed with saving these irrelevant people?
In the end, the answer he got was a series of figures that had long since passed away, including Qingshui Village, his parents and wife, Master Wei, the wontons on the street, the farmers who invited him to drink, and the children who smiled at him.
It’s Xue Ye, a disciple of the Sword Sect, and also a monk and Taoist Tu’er.
After four thousand years of cultivation, what they cultivated was the world, the world, and the human beings.
The world is no longer just a nickname for Li Changsheng. It represents old friends, new people, and the footprints he has left in the world.
The heart of Tao is clear and bright, and remains unchanged despite thousands of difficulties and indestructible despite countless calamities.
Li Changsheng held the Heavenly Sword against his wrist, and the sword made a clanging sound. He finally gave his answer to the heaven and earth, and to all living beings.
"I have been cultivating for four thousand years, but all I want is to protect the world's peace. I am naturally able to take on this responsibility."
The Taoist opened his eyes slightly, the Heavenly Sword cut his wrist and his immortal blood spilled onto the earth and sky, where it landed and formed a river, and where the river flowed and rice grew.
In the desolate land of Tianzhou, the golden wheat fields continued to grow like a prairie fire until they reached the border of Tianzhou, until they could withstand the natural disaster.
His voice was mighty and powerful, spreading throughout heaven and earth, blowing into the arms of all living beings like a spring breeze.
"I, Li Changsheng, will extend the life of the world and bring peace back to the world!"
Countless creatures in the world looked up at the Taoist priest. They were not intimidated by his divine light, but instead felt wrapped in warmth.
He alone means peace.
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