Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The road is complete!

The gate to the immortals is open!

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

Qin Xuan looked back, he turned around, and saw the gate of good fortune in front of him.

From now on, the restricted area is inaccessible to the supreme being, and good fortune is difficult to invade.

Above the heavens, it is no longer like the ancient plain.

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

All living beings can become emperors, can step into the immortal road, can pass through the immortal gate, and can enter the beginningless and endless.

But...

Qin Xuan's face did not have any joyful smile.

He looked at the immortal gate and saw relatives, lovers, friends on the immortal road... those who followed his footsteps, step by step, from the last law star to today.

From less than a hundred years old to now, long-lived and immortal, and experienced countless disasters without destruction.

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 friend in the starry sky.

People can live for a hundred years. During the hundred years, the limited life span is used to fill the desires in their hearts with everything in the world.

Perhaps in his entire life, he could not fill the desires in his heart, so he had regrets until his death.

However, now, the old friend who had reached the end at the age of a hundred has gone through an unknown long time.

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

When all that was once pursued is only an obsession to move forward, Qin Xuan is not sure what the outcome of these old friends will be when he steps into the beginningless and the endless.

The long river is endless, without beginning and end.

The world of mortals is like a sky full of stars, and there is no telling how many.

There are as many people trying to cross the river as the nobles crossing the river, and they only cause a few fleeting ripples in this long river.

Even if it is destiny, so what?

They are just those who keep moving forward in this endless river, fighting to cross it with no end in sight.

Perhaps, the Wuji Xuan Lord will be the end?

But is it really so?

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

He once thought that becoming an immortal was the end.

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

He once thought that the heavens were the end.

He once thought that the emperor was the end.

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

Moving forward, without end, retreating, without beginning, no matter where you go, it seems like an endless road.

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

When they meet again, will they be one of the lost ones in this long river?

When their obsessions are washed away by the long river.

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

A hundred years of life has an end.

But immortality is a road without an end.

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes, and there was endless melancholy in his eyes.

But he still made the same choice as before.

The road is alone!

They are no longer the same as before, and they are clear about the road ahead.

Since they want to move forward, then he, 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 Great Dao walks alone but not alone, my path is lonely but not alone!"

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

That is the Sword Cultivation Realm, the Endless Sword!

In the past, he left the Eternal Sword in the Immortal Realm, today, he left the Endless Sword in the Creation Immortal Gate.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, indescribable meaning was stirring, blending into the Sword Cultivation Realm.

The Sword Cultivation Realm rose quietly and hung above the Creation Immortal Gate.

It is difficult to walk in the restricted area, and there will be a supreme being who fights for his life. If there is a destiny to explore it, he will find this immortal road.

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

Gather the great intentions in Qin Changqing's heart and bury all the coveters.

Qin Xuan took another deep look at the Creation Fairy Road. He slowly turned around and left only his back.

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

"It is hard to meet and hard to leave, the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered."

"The silkworm will not stop spinning until it dies, and the candle will not stop shedding tears until it turns to ashes."

"Looking in the mirror in the morning, I worry about my hair changing, and I should feel the cold moonlight when I chant at night."

"There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to visit."

He walked forward step by step, but his voice passed through the Creation Fairy Gate and into the Fairy Road.

Those creatures walking forward in the Creation Fairy Road all raised their eyes.

Jun Wushuang, Xiao Wu,Mo Qinglian... those old friends who walked out of China are standing here at this moment.

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

They tried to see the end of the immortal road, but they could not see that figure. Only the voice containing endless vicissitudes came from the end of the immortal road.

"Xiaoxuan!"

"Qin Changqing!"

"Qin Xuan!"

They spoke with tears in their eyes.

They knew that this was Qin Xuan, telling them.

Time has not wiped out lovesickness, and the long river has not wiped out the feelings of old friends.

It's just that these years are vast, and meeting each other will eventually mean separation, so what's the point of meeting each other?

The lingering affection has long been left in the years. Even if we meet each other for thousands of years, it is just a ripple in these years.

They stood on the immortal road. Even though they had never seen the white dress on this vast immortal road, they knew that the white dress had never been forgotten. 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 reddened. Only she knew how hard it was for her to walk this way.

But she knew even more that as a pioneer, if this road was endless, Qin Xuan would always open the way for them, move mountains, break the sea...

Whenever the years were long and she was about to collapse, there was always a white dress in her eyes.

It told her that he was moving forward and waiting ahead.

In this case, how could she stop?

Jun Wushuang also firmly believed that no matter how many disasters there were in the long river, they could not stop Qin Xuan's footsteps.

No matter how long the years were in the long river, they could not drown the white dress.

Qin Changqing's end is never the end of the heavens, nor the end of the long river.

Perhaps, when he, Qin Changqing, looks back one day, there is no longer any familiar figure moving forward, and there is no longer any concern left, then, that is the end of him, Qin Changqing.

Just when everyone was about to continue stepping forward.

At the end of the immortal road, a voice came again.

"It is hard to meet and it is hard to leave, the road is ruthless and it is hard to sail!"

This time, his voice was like the fire of Nirvana, entering the heart of the old friend.

"A hundred years will eventually end, and once you enter the cultivation, you will feel cold."

"There are always heavens beyond the sky, and who is the peak of the long river without a shore."

Qin Xuan's voice shook the immortal road, like the clouds clearing to see the scorching sun, and the sea looking at the immortal boat.

Jun Wushuang and others raised their eyes, and they could no longer stop the thoughts in their hearts.

The great emperors, who have experienced endless years and seen the infinite world, actually cried in this immortal road.

"If I forget this journey... what is the road? I can see the end... there is a mad immortal!"

Without beginning or end, on the long river road.

Qin Xuan, dressed in white, stepped into the river.

I couldn't see his face, but only saw a tear, full of thoughts, floating towards the forbidden barrier, the immortal gate.

When darkness covered the barrier, the immortal gate was invisible.

Qin Xuan took another step, and he looked at the endless long river.

Changsheng is lonely, and the road is alone.

If this long river is endless, then I, Qin Changqing, will be the end of you.

When the old friend is about to get lost in this long river, he doesn't know the direction, and looks up.

The immortal is there, at the end of his sight, at the top of the long river.

There, with an unparalleled posture, he laughs at the long river, and his voice makes the long river turbulent.

"The world laughs at me for being arrogant, the world laughs at me for being crazy... and I am still there, high above, overlooking all living beings."