The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Qingniu Village is the border land of the country.

Facing the morning sun, he got up, chose to enter the mountain at this time, and stepped on the green grass that was bent by the morning dew. Chen Fan looked no different from ordinary people.

In a blink of an eye, he has been in Qingniu Village for ten years.

In the past ten years, apart from daily practice, Chen Fan has completely become an ordinary person.

Working at sunrise and resting at sunset, everything in the past seems to have disappeared.

After ten years of silence, Chen Fan's cultivation has reached an astonishing half-step Golden Immortal Realm. Only a short mile, he can be shaped into a golden body and possess the ability to establish a school.

It's just that Chen Fan can't make progress anymore after he has cultivated here.

In fact, two years ago, Chen Fan's cultivation base had reached the half-step Golden Immortal. Two years passed without any change in his cultivation base. Apart from consolidating his foundation, the only thing Chen Fan could do seemed to be waiting.

But two years later, he knew he could no longer wait.

It's time to leave the Middle Heaven Realm and leave this world.

But before that, Chen Fan still has one important thing to do.

Deep in the mountains, Chen Fan kept searching, and finally found an iron pear tree that might be hundreds of years old.

With a light flick of the palm, the iron pear wood snapped, and slashed in the air a few times. It was about the size of a palm, half a person high, and a smooth surface appeared in Chen Fan's hands.

Carrying this wood back to his thatched cottage.

This was built by Chen Fan himself, far away from the crowd, and self-sufficient.

But now, this thatched house is no longer necessary.

In Chen Fan's small courtyard, an ordinary yellow dog corpse lay quietly there.

This is a friend who has accompanied Chen Fan for ten years.

Ten years ago, Chen Fan picked up the young rhubarb on a rainy night.

Unlike the fierce and unusual beasts in the fairy world, Rhubarb is just an ordinary dog.

Since then, Chen Fan has kept rhubarb by his side, but how can anything resist the erosion of time.

Rhubarb passed away yesterday evening.

Chen Fan also lost the only motivation to stay here.

He buried the rhubarb, and personally used ironwood to build a tombstone for the rhubarb tree.

Standing in front of Rhubarb's grave, Chen Fan's thoughts fluttered, thinking of many past events.

He thought of tweeting, thinking of friends who had left him.

Everything seems to be a reincarnation after another, and all those whom Chen Fan loves will eventually leave him.

Chen Fan didn't believe in destiny all his life. He always believed that destiny was nothing more than an excuse used by superiors to manipulate his subordinates.

But now, the death of Rhubarb made Chen Fan think for the first time whether he was also controlled by fate in his life.

Whenever Chen Fan thinks he can settle down and enjoy life well, he will be pushed by fate to move on.

Whenever the heart is occupied by a person, destiny will immediately arrange that person to leave Chen Fan.

Chen Fan thought of Jianxin.

The woman he loved for the first time in his past and present life.

In the end, Chen Fan failed to fulfill his promise, and successfully resurrected Jian Xin, but instead let Jian Xin and the true Nine States Continent annihilate in the long river of time.

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, Chen Fan seemed to be a lot older, his sideburns had begun to show a few white hair.

By all accounts, he is hundreds of years old.

Along the way, Chen Fan has experienced too much and too much.

Now let him look back at the past, and then look at the unwilling young man in Qingyang Town. Will he still say that he is destined to reach the pinnacle of martial arts?

High places, it's too cold...