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Volume 3, Ancient Tower of Ten Thousand Peaks, Chapter 84: Who is awake again?

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    I wonder if the Rakshasa who is in the twelve heavens will be relieved to see this scene. The great freedom he has longed for and pursued in his life has finally been seen. Who dares to say that Qi Fan is not a man of great freedom? Even if he is  Heaven, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky dare not say this. Live freely, die in peace, be content and happy, and have peace in your heart. Who can say that this is not great freedom? Things in the world are impermanent, and in ten thousand years, you can achieve it.  A man of great freedom, he did not expect that it was Qi Fan who was wiped out in ashes. It was really a trick of the gods. Everyone was searching the battlefield in silence, hoping to find Qi Fan's leftover things, which he could at least take back as a souvenir, but it took several days to find them.  For hours, no one found it. Even the most ferocious blade used by Qi Fan, the Fallen Demon, also disappeared with Qi Fan's disappearance. Unexpectedly, at the end of the battle, the people were saved, but this was the result. The people were saved.  , no sadness or joy, because they don't know, "The person who saved the common people has been wiped out in the world, leaving not even a trace. "Isn't the way of heaven ruthless? "I don't accept it, why should mortals die, why?" Song Ren  He collapsed on the ground, wiped a handful of tears, his eyes were full of scarlet color, and started yelling, "Who can accept it? Who can accept the final result? No matter what, everyone present is a rescuer."  After saving the common people, those hundreds of millions of civilians, but after being saved, the hero did not receive a reward, but his soul was scattered and ashes were destroyed. Could it be possible that all this is fate and a joke, "Xiao Wubo, we can go back next." Qi.  Bao looked at Xiao Wubo expressionlessly and asked in a calm tone, "At this moment, Qi Bao finally understood what it means to be sad more than to die. When people are most sad and desperate, they often cannot cry.  There was only deathly silence. Qi Bao's eyes were lifeless, without the slightest sparkle that a living person should have. As his son disappeared into ashes, he could not bear the huge blow after all, and his heart died, "Next  , you have to go to the Eternal Life Palace to get the Eternal Life Book, and from there you can return to the Yangshi." Hearing this, Qi Bao nodded and asked: "How to get to the Eternal Life Palace, located in the void of Naihe.  "I don't know the location, but I heard from Junfang and others that after the demons are slain, the Eternal Life Palace will naturally appear when the space in the seal stabilizes." Everyone said nothing and sat quietly on the ground.  They closed their eyes and calmed down. In fact, they were all thinking about the same thing. How to explain it to Qi Fan's family after they went back. Ye Qing, Qi Fan's mother, and the little ones were all waiting for him at home. How could they explain it?  If we put it bluntly, Qi Fan died unfortunately in the battle, I guess no one can accept it. That idiot who was always optimistic still went there today. Thinking of this, the eyes of everyone present invariably turned red, and they all turned their heads slightly.  He didn't want others to see his appearance. If they had known the outcome of the battle, maybe no one would come. They would just stay at home and spend time with their families. When they came, they would be with Qi Fan.  The difference between life and death. If he didn't come, Qi Fan would not die. The life and death of the people in the world have nothing to do with them. To put it bluntly, it is selfish. Yes, they are such selfish people. Even their brothers in life and death, their own sons,  His descendants are all dead, what else is there to hope for? In order to save the world, Qi Fan has to die. It¡¯s ridiculous. Xiao Wubo looked at everyone, sighed strangely, and murmured in a low voice.  Standing up, there was a sense of empathy in his tone, "Heaven is merciless, and the world is merciless. If only time could go back." Time passed by, and there was still a dead silence in the field. You could hear a needle drop. Suddenly, everyone opened their eyes.  They closed their eyes and looked up to the sky. The ancient palace that suddenly appeared. In the sky, there was an ancient palace that covered the sky and the sun. The whole body was made of gray stone. The desolate and simple feeling was ready to come out. Above the gate of the ancient palace  , there are vaguely three characters, the Hall of Eternal Life, "Is that the main hall where the Book of Immortality is stored? "Eternal life, these two words are really ironic. Who said that those who seek the Tao can live forever, who said that those who have great merit can live forever.  , then wouldn¡¯t Junfang also have immortality?  Such two hypocritical words, what is the use of saying or writing them, it is better to fart. Everyone present looked deeply at the ancient palace, with mixed feelings in their hearts, and their expressions were extremely complicated. At this time, everyone unanimously said  He bent down, grabbed a handful of loess from the battlefield, and slowly put it into his pocket, as if the loess was a treasure passed down from generation to generation. The cautious look on everyone's face made people laugh, but no one could laugh now.  , "Son" Qi Bao looked at the empty battlefield, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. Tears slowly emerged from his eyes, he raised his hand to wipe them, turned around and left, never looking back.  , He couldn't bear to look at the battlefield where his son had been taken away, the place where his son had fought. Compared with Qi Bao, others were not as able to control their emotions as Qi Bao. They allowed tears to rage on their faces, even though  They all burst into tears, and the one who cried the most miserably was Song Ren. He threw himself to the ground, covered his head tightly, and kept crying like a madman. Song Ren's heartbroken cry,  Everyone present felt that their hearts had been crushed to pieces when they heard this. After a while, Song Ren slowly collected his emotions, stood up silently, and stood in a row with the others.  Facing the battlefield in front of them, they bowed deeply and did not raise their bodies for a long time. "Fanzi, have a good trip." Xiao Wubo and Xiao Tianxing were no exception. They bowed to the battlefield and slowly raised their bodies.  , Turning around, he saw that the three-eyed white crow was also slightly bent over on the ground, with a sad look in its eyes, and coughed slightly, Xiao Wubo whispered: "Let's go, you don't have any strength at all, you want to  It¡¯s troublesome to go to the Palace of Eternal Life, so I¡¯ll take you up there.¡± Perhaps because Qi Fan¡¯s death was so unbelievable, almost no one noticed the soldier¡¯s injuries. Only then did everyone discover that Uncle Soldier¡¯s left hand was unbelievable.  , even the forearms and arms were all gone. Before anyone could speak, the soldier shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm fine, it's nothing. It's easier to have less hands. I can apply for retirement when I go back." Hearing this.  , everyone laughed bitterly, "You look like this, reminds me of Yang Guo." Song Ren winked and said, "Get out." The soldier cursed angrily, "Maybe some people will think this is strange, he was so sad before.  Everyone in the room became normal in the blink of an eye. Could it be that they had split personalities and were all lunatics? What's the use of grieving to bring Qi Fan back? They just wanted Qi Fan to go easier, and Qi Fan didn't want it either.  They were absolutely heartbroken, right? They were all knocked unconscious by Qi Fan's death and turned into lunatics with split personalities. Maybe, Song Ren and others, crying and laughing, overjoyed and sad, were indeed like lunatics, but here  Who in the world is not a lunatic, and who has ever been truly sober?
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