The road is done!

The fairy door has opened!

Standing outside the restricted area, the man dressed in white did not move for a long time.

Qin Xuan looked back, turned around, and saw the Immortal Gate of Creation in front of him.

From now on, the restricted area will be inaccessible and difficult for nature to invade.

The heavens are no longer like the ancient plains.

The great emperor is the fruit of the Tao, and his origin is coveted.

Living beings can become great emperors, they can step onto the path of immortality, they can pass through the gates of immortality, and they can enter the world without beginning or end.

But……

There was no joyful smile on Qin Xuan's face.

He looked at the Immortal Gate and saw on the Immortal Road, relatives, lovers, friends...those who followed his footsteps, step by step, from the stars of Somo Dharma to where they are today.

From less than a hundred years old to now, an old friend who has lived a long life and endured countless calamities.

Qin Xuan's heart was filled with ripples.

Just like in the past, he stepped into the world of cultivation from the earth and bid farewell to his old friends in the starry sky.

A person can live for a hundred years, and within a hundred years, his limited lifespan can be used to fill the desires in his heart with everything in the world.

Perhaps throughout his life, he has not been able to satisfy his desires, so he will have regrets until his death.

However, now, the old friend who once reached the end of his life at the age of 100 has gone through an unknown number of years.

When life is endless and immortal, the road ahead becomes one layer after another, seemingly endless and endless disasters.

When all that he had ever pursued was the obsession to move forward, Qin Xuan didn't know what would happen to these old friends as he stepped into a world without beginning or end.

The long river is endless, without beginning or end.

The earthly world is like a sky full of stars, whose geometry is unknown.

There are as many people fighting to cross the river as there are ministers crossing the river, and there are just a few fleeting ripples in this long river.

It’s just fate, so what?

They are just those who keep moving forward in this endless river with no end in sight.

Perhaps Wuji Xuanzhu will be the end?

But is that really the case?

Qin Xuan looked at the immortal road, and he saw those people who kept moving forward. Even though the immortal road of creation was difficult, they were still moving forward and unwilling to retreat.

He once thought that becoming an immortal was the end.

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He once thought that the end would be after the catastrophe of immortal burial and the difficulty of becoming a god.

He once thought that the end was above the heavens.

He once thought that the Great Emperor was the end.

But... now, he is standing somewhere with no beginning and no end, somewhere in this long river that is said to have no end.

Going forward has no end, retreating has no beginning, no matter where you go, it is like an endless road.

When old friends step into this long river, when they fight to cross the long river, will they lose all their will in the long river?

If we meet again, will we be one of the countless lost people in this long river?

When they, even their obsessions were washed away by the long river.

Will they regret it? Will they feel that immortality is also a curse?

Life lasts for hundreds of years, but it has an end.

But immortality is an endless road.

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes, there was endless sadness in his eyes.

But he still made the same choice as before.

Walk alone!

They are no longer what they used to be, and as they move forward, their minds are like a clear mirror.

Since they want to move forward, Qin Changqing will open the way for them.

If they get lost in this long river, then he will guide them in the long river.

"The road travels alone but is not alone; my road is lonely but is not alone!"

Qin Xuan raised his eyes. He looked at the Immortal Gate of Creation and the Immortal Road of Creation. When he raised his hand, he saw a world like jade, which contained the shadow of this ethereal sword.

That is the sword-raising world, the endless sword!

In the past, he left the Eternal Sword in the Immortal World. Today, he left the Endless Sword in the Immortal Sect of Creation.

Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with indescribable meaning, blending into the sword-raising world.

The sword-raising world rose quietly and hung above the Immortal Gate of Creation.

It is difficult to walk in the restricted area, but eventually someone will fight for his life, and if someone has good fortune to explore it, he will find this fairy road.

When that day comes, above the Immortal Gate, there will be a world opened and a sword.

Gather him Qin Changqing's great ambition and bury all those who covet him.

Qin Xuan once again took a deep look at the old friends walking forward on the Immortal Road of Creation. He slowly turned around, leaving only their backs.

Qin Xuan stood in the long river, his thin lips slowly opening.

"It's hard to say goodbye when we meet. The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered."

"The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will dry up only when they turn to ashes."

"In the morning mirror, I am worried about the clouds on my temples, but when I sing at night, I feel the moonlight is cold."

"There is not much way to get to Pengshan. The blue birds are diligently visiting."

He walked forward step by step, but his voice was transmitted through the Immortal Gate of Creation into the Immortal Road.

Those creatures moving forward on the Immortal Road of Creation all raised their eyes.

Jun Wushuang, Xiao Wu, Mo Qinglian...these old friends who came out of China are standing still at this moment.

They looked ahead, but it was a vast expanse with no end in sight.

They tried to look across the fairy road, but they could not see that figure. Only the voice that contained endless vicissitudes of life came from the end of the fairy road.

"Xiao Xuan!"

"Qin Changqing!"

"Qin Xuan!"

They were talking, with tears in their eyes.

They knew that this was Qin Xuan, who was complaining to them.

The years have never erased the lovesickness, and the long river has never wiped out the friendship between old friends.

It’s just that these years are vast, and we will eventually say goodbye when we meet. So, what about seeing each other?

The endless love has long been left in the years, even if we meet each other for thousands of years, it will only be a ripple in these years.

They stood on the immortal road. Even though they had never seen the white clothes on this vast immortal road, they knew that they had never forgotten that white clothes. Even though they were separated by a long river, he still cared about him.

"Let's go!"

"One day, we will see him in the long river."

Jun Wushuang spoke, her eyes turned red. Only she understood how difficult her journey was.

But she understands better that as a road-blazer, if this road is boundless and never-ending, Qin Xuan will always open the way for them, moving mountains and breaking seas...

Whenever these long years make her unable to hold on, there is always a white dress in her eyes.

Telling her that he is moving forward and waiting at the front.

In this case, how could she stop?

Jun Wushuang also firmly believes that no matter how many disasters there are in the long river, they will not be able to stop Qin Xuan.

No matter how long the years are in the long river, it can't drown that white dress.

The end of Qin Changqing is never the end of the heavens or the end of the long river.

Perhaps, one day, when Qin Changqing looks back and no longer sees any familiar figure walking forward, and no longer has any worries, then that will be the end of Qin Changqing.

Just when everyone was planning to continue walking.

At the end of the fairy road, a voice came again.
To be continued...