Invincible Opening System

In this condemnation, Lin Xuan's name can be said to be spread all over the world, no one knows, no one knows!

In a remote town in Leizhou, the descendant of Jianchi spanned tens of thousands of miles, dragging his remains, and returning to his homeland.

That year, when he was still young, he was discovered by a wandering monk. He said that he had an extraordinary physique and some savvy. He wanted to teach him the Dafa of Immortal Cultivation and asked him if he was willing to serve his side and obey his disciples!

The descendants of Jianchi have no background, their parents are mortals, and the immortal cultivators in this world are not far away from them. This kind of immortal fate, many people dream of hitting it.

He doesn't need to say much, although he is young, he also knows that the way of cultivating immortals is the real broad road.

Later, he followed the wandering master into Jianchi, and that man was the contemporary sword master of Jianchi. He gave him endless resources and taught him personally to let the descendants of Jianchi rise.

Although he was young at that time, no one among his peers was his opponent, and it was only natural that Jianchi had high hopes and was selected as a descendant to train.

It's a pity that all this ended after encountering Lin Xuan.

He came so painstakingly, but he couldn't let go of one person. It was his green plum and each other's bamboo horse.

"Niang Yun, I'm back..."

The descendant of Jianchi smiled at the corner of his mouth, even if he was deeply injured, he still supported his body and came driving the rainbow.

Green mountains and green waters, living in a house.

It was a clean house next to a small river. In the courtyard, a woman in yellow clothes was beautiful and beautiful. She looked very weak and her eyes were very aura.

Hearing the voice that made her think about it, the woman in yellow immediately turned her head, with a surprised look on her face, as if she did not expect the descendant of Jianchi to appear.

However, afterwards, she saw the appearance of the descendant of Jianchi, but suddenly her face turned pale, and her weak body almost fainted.

She hurried to the small courtyard and went to support the bloody, crumbling descendant of Jianchi.

An eye-catching fist print on his chest almost shattered his heart, and the woman in yellow clothes was extremely distressed, and tears fell like rain in an instant...

"You are hurt……"

She looked at the still gurgling blood on her lover's chest, pouring from her chest, she wanted to reach out and cover it, but it was useless.

The red blood in the hands made the woman in yellow tremble.

However, at this moment, the descendant of Jianchi was still grinning, as if she didn't want the woman in yellow clothes to see his pain, not even frowning her eyebrows.

"It's okay, Yun Niang, from the time I set foot on the path of cultivation, I knew that this day would come sooner or later, but I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly."

"I just want to take a look at you one last time and talk to you..."

At this moment, the descendant of Jianchi continued on his way, exhausting the last divine power in his body. He was like a dying old man with endless tenderness in his eyes. At this moment, he fell feebly in the arms of the woman in yellow and dyed her clothes. red.

"For so many years, I have not come to see you, not because I have forgotten you, but because I am afraid that I will cause disaster..."

"Your physique can't cultivate. I searched all over the ancient books and the world, but I didn't find a solution."

"I don't want to look at you like a mortal, slowly getting old... Later, I thought that maybe one day, if you aspire to the highest, you will be able to find a magical medicine for you to continue your life and protect you forever..."

"For this, I have tried my best, never slackens for more than half a minute, and have been working hard all the time..."

"However, I still met an invincible opponent after all, but as a descendant of Jianchi, even if I know that there is no life ahead, I cannot retreat. I have to hold up the responsibility of protecting the sword..."

"This is the last exhortation from Master and his old man..."

"I failed his old man..."

In the eyes of the descendant of Jianchi, in a daze, a benevolent but very strict old man appeared.

It seemed to be waving to him.

"Don't say it, don't say it... I know it, I don't blame you..."

However, the soft voice of the yellow-clothed woman awakened him from the muddle, his eyes regained a brief clarity.

At this moment, the descendant of Jianchi seemed to have returned to light. He stretched out his blood-stained palm, and wanted to stroke the yellow-clothed woman's cheek as long ago...

However, when he saw the blood stains, he dropped his hands again, as if he didn't want to stain her beautiful cheeks.

However, the woman in yellow could not help but grab his palm and put it on her pretty face.

The original white cheek was turned into a tabby cat with tears and blood stains, and kept sobbing.

"Niang Yun...it's hard for you to wait for me for so many years..."

"I'm sorry for you..."

"After I die..."

At this moment, the woman in yellow shook her head desperately, her eyes blurred with tears, and her voice was a little sad.

"Don't... don't tell me..."

"Just like that, don't talk, I will stay with you..."

The words of the yellow-clothed woman seemed to be immersed in the cold heart of the descendant of Jianchi, and he had given up too much after practicing.

At this moment, Renzhi was about to die, and the descendant of Jianchi suddenly regretted it.

If he hadn't left here, hadn't embarked on the path of cultivation, just be an ordinary person...

Can the green plum and bamboo horse be able to stay together...

It's just that it's too late!

The corners of Jianchi's eyes suddenly moistened, and he hadn't shed tears for an unknown period of time, but he couldn't stop the flow below him.

In the spirit platform, the forcibly supported spirit became increasingly dim, and it disintegrated in an instant, turned into a rain of light, and flew out of his spirit platform, lingering around them like fireflies...

In his eyes, there was no more light, shrouded in darkness!

The painful cry of the woman in yellow attracted many people in the small town. When they saw the descendant of Jianchi, many elderly people couldn't help crying.

Soon after, two new graves were erected near the creek behind the house.

The rain fell silently, Lin Xuan stepped on the soil, holding two bunches of flowers that he had picked from nowhere, and placed them in front of the tombstone.

Then he turned around calmly.

Before the descendant of Jianchi left, Lin Xuan was afraid that he was pretending to be checkmate, leaving a mark on his body, so he could find it.

He could not see what the descendant of Jianchi said to the woman, but he saw a scene where the woman Yizhangbai Ling went with him.

"Ugh."

Lin Xuan sighed. For some reason, he actually gave birth to a trace of compassion at this moment, thinking, if everything can be restored, maybe he can be left behind.

Not for the descendants of Jianchi, but for the bitter yellow-clothed woman.

"Niang Yun, a good name, if there is another life, I hope you can meet again!" Shen Muqing looked at from a distance and sighed slightly, feeling a little sad inexplicably.

Even Situ Xian'er, who has always been as proud as a little phoenix, was moved by the woman's infatuation and wiped her tears.

"Blame you... for killing someone's lover, woo..." She accused Lin Xuan, her eyes flushed.

Lin Xuan was silent for a moment without answering anything. In the end, he, Shen Muqing and Situ Xian'er turned into divine rainbows and left.