A Will Eternal

In the starry sky, in the ruins of the Immortal Realm, next to the head of the ruler, under the close attention of the little tool spirit, Bai Xiaochun's body trembled violently. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was pushed away by the coercion of the master's head and rolled back.

But at the moment when Bai Xiaochun's body receded, the luck that was already active in the master's head, at this moment, nearly 30% of the instant rushed out of the master's head and went straight to Bai Xiaochun!

In an instant, nearly 30% of the luck was directly integrated into Bai Xiaochun's body. Bai Xiaochun's body trembled suddenly. After returning to the treasure fan, Bai Xiaochun's breath was full of excitement under the incredible gaze of Xiao Qiling. He was exhausted. The same, but he clearly felt that as nearly 30% of the air luck merged into the body, the power of his own cultivation seemed to resonate with the ruins of the fairyland at this moment! !

In this resonance, his mind roared, as if there was some kind of amazing change in his cultivation at this moment. The specifics are not clear, but Bai Xiaochun is very sure... If there are several such fusions of luck and luck, his cultivation will not be clear. After reaching the pinnacle of change, after completely resonating with the entire immortal world, his cultivation... will definitely break through! !

"What did you see just now?" Xiao Qiling asked anxiously with wide eyes.

"I saw..." Bai Xiaochun's eyes showed a strange look, recalling the experience just now, he clearly felt that he turned into Zhou Chen, seemed to have forgotten Bai Xiaochun's identity, as if he really became Zhou Chen.

But to be precise, it seems that every word, every thought, seems to be said and remembered by him, but when he recalls it at this moment, it is clearly... as if he is repeating what happened in the past!

"The ruler of the Immortal Venerable is called... Zhou Chen?" Bai Xiaochun turned his head to look at the little tool spirit.

After hearing this name, Xiao Qiling's body trembled violently, looked at Bai Xiaochun dazedly, and murmured.

"You actually succeeded..." It couldn't help but be shocked, although what it said before was true, and it really hoped that Bai Xiaochun could get that trace of luck, but it also understood that getting luck is more important than what it said. There are still too many difficulties, and at the same time he also saw Bai Xiaochun's last move, he was hesitant in his heart as to whether it could succeed.

But he didn't expect that Bai Xiaochun actually succeeded!

"I saw... the childhood dominated by the Immortal Venerable..." Bai Xiaochun slowly opened his mouth, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled everything he had seen. When he recalled the master's brother, he couldn't control his feelings of family affection and attachment.

"If it continues, the impact of this emotion will become more and more serious... But compared with this, gaining luck and breaking through cultivation is the key!" After Bai Xiaochun weighed it, he felt that although there were some problems, it was not unacceptable. , So after the rest and rectification, his eyes showed a look of anticipation, and he went straight to the head of the master again. This time, he was familiar with the road, especially since nearly 30% of his luck was fused with himself, which made him smoother. He went directly to the head, and his right hand Lift it up and put it down, the future scriptures, the past scriptures, suddenly turn around.

His mind roared, and in an instant, the previous feelings reappeared. In the emptiness and confusion of the whole mind, I don't know how long it took until Bai Xiaochun's body trembled and he opened his eyes.

The dazzling sunlight shone into his eyes, but his eyes did not shrink at all. His slender and straight body, combined with his handsome face, made Bai Xiaochun, who was standing outside a valley filled with black mist, look full of uprightness!

It's just that the pain in his heart, at this moment, with Bai Xiaochun's awakening, is constantly penetrating his mind.

Different from the previous teenagers, in the memory of the master that Bai Xiaochun entered at this moment, Zhou Chen was already middle-aged, a lot of things happened during this period, and I don't know how many years have passed.

At this moment, Zhou Chen is not alone standing outside the valley filled with black mist. There are hundreds of people around him, each of them a cultivator.

Even behind them, there are thousands of monks surrounding them, as if the place was completely sealed!

In the outer periphery, there are tens of thousands of monks, also surrounded by layers of siege, making this place seem to be suppressed, and the eyes of these tens of thousands of people are all condensed at this moment... that standing in front of Zhou Chen, with his back Facing the Black Mist Valley, a middle-aged cultivator with blood on the corners of his mouth, dressed in black and with black hair!

This man looks equally handsome, but he has an evil spirit, especially his eyes are purple, his expression is indifferent, and the evil spirit on his body is earth-shattering. Even surrounded by tens of thousands of people, it seems that some of his evil spirits can't be trapped!

But he is obviously seriously injured, his chest is sunken, especially his right leg, it seems that the bones have been broken, but he seems to be unaware of the pain, still standing there, what he sees... not the tens of thousands of people around, but only one person!

This person is... Bai Xiaochun, or in other words, Zhou Chen!

"Brother... come back with me, I'll protect you, everything you do is out of your own hands, I..." Bai Xiaochun said with grief in his heart, and he spoke bitterly, even unconsciously, there was a hint of pleading in his voice .

He was in pain, and he felt guilty. In his memory, when he woke up, he immediately begged the master to find his brother, but he found nothing. Then he vowed to take revenge. The white locust tide that filled the field for three days under the Immortal Realm was suppressed and wiped out. As the world recovered, Zhou Chen was relieved, but in his heart, he could never forget the figure of his brother.

Until many years later, not only did he know that there were nine layers of heaven in the Immortal Realm, but he was only in the next three days, and when he faintly became the leader of the three-day cultivators in the Immortal Realm, in that radiance, his brother. It appeared, with a black locust tide that was even more terrifying than the white locust tide that year, covering the entire next three days, but anyone who was swallowed by the locust tide would become part of his brother's cultivation.

This terrifying evil method finally caused panic among the monks for the next three days, so a siege that lasted for a long time appeared... The difficulties and dangers during this period, until now, seem to have come to an end.

"Even if I give up the possibility of being promoted for three days, I must protect you... Brother, come with me..." Bai Xiaochun just said this, the middle-aged man in black had a complicated look, and he shook his head for a long time. .

"Xiaochen...From now on, you and I...have no family relationship anymore!" After saying this, the black-clothed monk's eyes became icy cold. He looked coldly at all the monks around him, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. When he turned around, he walked step by step towards the dark fog valley behind him.

There are tens of thousands of people around, but no one stops them. It seems to them that entering this valley itself represents death and extinction!

It seems to confirm everyone's judgment. After entering the fog in the valley, the young man in black shivered under the erosion of the fog, and his body was rapidly rotting, and even in some places, he gradually saw bones... And here In the rotting, there are a large number of black locusts, screaming and constantly flying out of their bodies, but they were immediately wiped away by the fog before they flew far...

Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief as they moved forward. Only Bai Xiaochun was here. His heart stinged to the extreme at this moment. shout.

"Brother, why is this, tell me, why!!" The voice carried a strong emotion, and when it entered the valley, the black-clothed cultivator, who was walking with difficulty, paused slightly, opened his lips, as if he wanted to He said something, but in the end, no words came out. He lowered his head. Under this corrosion, he could already see bones on his face. With persistence, towards the depths of the misty valley... step by step, keep walking!

Vaguely, I can see that at the end of the black fog valley, there seems to be a behemoth... faintly, it looks like a... warship!