After the smoke disappeared, only Xu North traveled alone.

Autumn leaves die, their own air transport scattered between heaven and earth, perhaps in the future many years, there will be a autumn leaf appeared in this world, or perhaps the autumn leaves have completely disappeared, but for today's Xu Beiyou, this is no longer the thing he has to take care of.

Although Aki Ye may not be a good teacher, a good apprentice and a good master, he is undoubtedly a good husband and father, and at the last moment of his demise, he is still doing his best to send Murongxuan and Qi Xianyun back to Xuandu. Xu Beiyouben did not want to default on this orphaned mother, and went with him.

As for many years later, whether Murong Xuan and Qi Xianyun will take revenge, Xu Beiyou himself is not afraid, and do not hope that his future generations are afraid, can not let the predecessors cut all the branches and vines, so that the people in the comfort of the slowly rot, that is better than vigorous and dead.Later generations have a way, or a higher level, or a river, not the turn of the predecessors to worry.

There are also three opportunities sent out by the autumn leaves at the end, like three seeds, which take root and take root and germinate.

A seed far away from the gate, should have fallen on the body of a certain cloud-gended disciple, reasonable and expected.

A seed was stopped by Xu Beiyou and sent to Li Shentong's body, which was to equalize with the one of the Daomen.

The last seed is to go to the mountain, both reasonable and unexpected.

However, the North did not go into depth.

For ordinary monks, these three seeds may be a big opportunity, but for Xu Beiyou this towering tree, it really does not matter, not to say whether these three seeds can carry the future wind, frost, snow and rain, can break the soil and germinate, as long as he is still alive for a day, there is no second big tree, because the tree is not a tree.

As for the next of the people, or that sentence, he can take the north tour with the sword to get up from the mud, and then put the sword back into the cloud, is the successor born in the cloud is not as good as him?There is no such reason.

A generation is stronger than a generation.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the sky above.

At this time, the blue sky does not see the sea of clouds like lotus flowers, only silk wisrs like cotton wisrs of the remnants of the cloud.

Xu Beiyou stared at these unpredictable luck, the mood is leisurely, like a mountaineer finally went to the top of the mountain, or the li husband who moved the goods on the dock put down the burden on his body, or the poor students of the cold window for ten years finally went to the Beijing exam after finally the title of the gold list, in short, both put down the burden on the body, but also put down the burden on the heart, the whole person felt relaxed from the inside and the outside, or in Zhuang Zou's words.

The six breaths of the argument, to swim endlessly, to the distant.

The clouds in the sky gradually condense into large clouds, the clouds get together, and gradually there is a trend of forming a cloud sea.

The heavenly gate that stood above the rolling cloud sea has disappeared without a trace, and the two heavenly pillars that have been cut off by Xu Bei have already collapsed and dissipated.

This sword of Xu Beiyou naturally broke the rules of heaven and caused the anger of heaven.Between the nails, the sky door is closed, including Xu Beiyou, and there are no ascending people.

However, this is not a good thing for the North.

This means that he still has a time to go around the world and enjoy the good things of the world.

At the same time, he also gave him 60 years to arrange the things behind him, although he has always said that his children and grandchildren have grandchildren, Mo is a horse and cow for his children, but he can't completely leave it behind, that kind of pick-up thing, Xu Beiyou will not do.

After a long time, until the sea of clouds in the sky was completely formed, and it blocked which side of the blue sky, Xu Beiyou just sat up and looked around.

At this time, the whole lotus peak has changed, not only the white jade square has disappeared, even the sword is empty, only the dragon monument is still standing in place, but there are also many shocking cracks on it, so that the aura continues to pass, far less than before.

This war did not affect any innocent people, the only thing that suffered the unscrupary disaster was the lotus peak, which was completely flattened by Xu Beiyou, and the mountain buildings and mountain landscape were also destroyed, so that it would not be repaired in the future.

Of course, not only Lotus Peak, the entire East China Sea 36 islands to be renovated, this is undoubtedly a huge project, fortunately Wei Guo has become Xu Northbound fiefdom, in the invisible and added a lot of convenience.

Thinking of these things, Xu North can't help but sigh for a long time.

No wonder the fairy was born, because after seeing the magnificence of heaven and earth, it is difficult to sink into these ordinary things.

Xu Beiyou finally changed from sitting to standing, and then looking away from Lotus Peak.

There should have been a place with four swords, which was already empty.

The North suddenly lost.

He turned to look to the northwest, and seemed to see the indisputable little stockade.

He seemed to go back to the northwest, saw the Gongsun Zhongmou carrying the sword box, saw Han Xuan who was committed to it, and saw a child holding a summer cicoff.

In the midst of his treachery, an old and a little conversation reverberated in his ear.

“What is your name?”

“My name is North.”

“Come and sit down.”

“What’s in there?”

“A sword.”

“I’ll give this to you, can you show me what the sword looks like?”

“A cic diffle?”

“It is a summer.”

"The national enemy is old before the snow, and the fairy sword in the box is sound at night."“Little boy, look it up!”

When the voice fell, the sword box trembled, first a wisp of blue sword exuded from the cassette, reflecting the old man and the child, and then with the old man's call to the sword, the sword box bursting out.

First, there was a sword-like fire on the bull, and then there were three feet of the green front.

There was once a man who held this sword and ran away.

The child’s eyes could not be covered with shock.

Sometimes, a cicadas cover the whole summer.

Sometimes a sword falls over the world for half the day.

The North returned to God from the memory.

There is an empty one in front of me.

There were no swords and summer cicadas, and no old men and children.

As if in the blink of an eye, fifteen years has passed in a hurry, the child has become a big husband in the sky, the old man sleeps in the earth, the summer cicadas disappear, and the fairy sword returns to the sky.

It has to be felt a thousand.

Xu Beiyou's mouth gently said, "The national enemy is not old before the snow, and the fairy sword in the box is sound at night."Master, the national enemy hates the snow, and the fairy sword in the box is silent."