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When the sky was bright, Lin Xun walked out of the room refreshed and looked around, only to feel that the sky was clear, the wind was gentle, and he was relaxed and happy.

The scenery is still the same, but when the mood is different, the scenery is naturally different.

With less than a month left before the end of the Nine Regions Battlefield, Lin Xun planned to take this opportunity to accompany Zhao Jingxuan.

Last night, Zhao Jingxuan once said: "I know that you can't put the Xia solstice in your heart. I don't ask you to marry me, and I don't want to be greedy. As long as you live up to me, it's enough."

It is precisely because of this sentence that Lin Xun was moved and felt a little guilty.

Zhao Jingxuan, the daughter of the Great Emperor of the Zi Yao Empire, is a peerless beauty in the world, with the blood of a true dragon flowing in her body.

For other cultivators, it is already a great blessing to be accompanied by this beauty.

But now, Zhao Jingxuan has made such a concession, making Lin Xunyan not ashamed?

Even, Lin Xun himself has what virtues and abilities, so that the beauty is so affectionate.

If he didn't accompany Zhao Jingxuan well, Lin Xun felt that he was a very sinful person.

...

For the next period of time, Lin Xun didn't care about anything, and took Zhao Jingxuan to leave the city of protecting the road together, and traveled around the mountains and waters, and his footprints were all over the battlefield of the Nine Regions.

Take a boat ride on the lake, watch the clouds on the top of the mountain, ride the waves in the blue sea, lie drunk on the firefly, overlook the waterfall...

Free and easy, not too happy.

Occasionally, Lin Xun would pick the spirit dew herb, make tea with rootless water from the cloud, and drink among the flowers with Zhao Jingxuan.

Floating life to take a break, half-married to cultivating the Tao and half-margin to the king.

The battle of the Nine Domains, the pursuit of the enemy, the cultivation of the Tao and the pursuit of the law, were all left behind by the two of them.

The joy here is not enough to share with outsiders.

...

The deceased is like this, reluctant to give up day and night.

On this day, a land of snow-white glaciers.

Lin Xun split a piece of ice to fetch water and brewed tea with a small red clay stove, while Zhao Jingxuan hugged his knees and sat on the side, smiling as he watched Lin Xun busy with his work.

In the sky, a strange roar suddenly sounded, like the sound of the avenue, spreading out between heaven and earth.

Almost at the same time, the ancient desolate orders worn on Lin Xun and Zhao Jingxuan resonated at this moment, buzzing and shaking.

At the same time, the two stopped their movements and glanced at each other, realizing that the time for the end of the Nine Regions Battlefield had come!

Looking at the tea that was about to boil on the small red clay stove, Lin Xun sighed softly, time flies, and no matter how happy the scene is, it is short-lived after all.

"Eat the marrow and know the flavor, don't want to leave?"

Zhao Jingxuan smiled in his star eyes, tenderness surging in it.

Lin Xun nodded.

During this period of time, I accompanied Zhao Jingxuan to play in the mountains and waters, and I was at ease and naturally reluctant to give up.

"Let's go, there are still many opportunities in the future."

Zhao Jingxuan took Lin Xun's hand and walked towards the distance. She was very content with the company and fun these days.

What's more, if the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?

...

When returning to the city of protectors, Lin Xun couldn't help but startled.

Because I don't know when, in front of the magnificent and majestic golden city wall, a stone monument several feet high stood.

On the stele, lines of handwriting like iron and silver hooks are engraved in the text of the Great Dao.

"In the third battle of the Nine Territories, Lin Xun, the leader of the ancient wilderness, holds the power of unparalleled Mo Yu and leads the situation on the battlefield of the Nine Territories..."

"In the beginning, sage Lin Xunxue killed 30,000 li, one person besieged a city, and he was powerful and invincible... After that, he rebuilt the city of protectors, broke the coalition of the seven regions, and conquered the Black Cliff Sea...

"I traveled around the eight regions alone, slaughtering thousands of heroes with one sword..."

Above, there is a detailed list of one thing Lin Xun has done in the past three years. In a trance, Lin Xun also recalled the scenes of these years of battle in his mind.

"Magnificent, only this person can be called a leader, and only this hero can be called a sage..."

"Your heart is like the sky, you are drenched in ancient wasteland, your majesty is illustrious, you are the best in the past and the present, your majesty is unparalleled, who is worthy of the enemy..."

"My generation has put the monument here, and the sage Lin Xun has been immortalized through the ages, and his name will be remembered in history. I hope future generations will learn from it!"

After reading this monument, Lin Xun couldn't help but feel agitated, unable to calm down.

He never thought that the ancient wilderness camp would set up such a monument for himself!

"Look at that."

Beside him, Zhao Jingxuan looked into the distance.

Lin Xun looked up and saw countless figures gathered on the top of the city, and everyone looked at themselves with a smile on their faces.

"Brother Lin, this 'Major Dao Monument' is everyone's heart. Every word is engraved by different Daoist friends. Only in this way can we express our respect."

Shaohao spoke loudly.

The others also nodded.

Lin Xun couldn't help but touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "Can I still refuse?"

"cannot!"

Everyone said in unison, and immediately, they couldn't help laughing, and the sound shook the sky.

Today, the Nine Regions Battlefield has come to an end. The cultivators in the city, from different places in the ancient wilderness, will also leave today.

It's just that I left this time, and I don't know when I can meet next time, so they all gathered in front of the city at the same time.

Just to say goodbye to Lin Xun together!

"Thank you, everyone."

Lin Xun took a deep breath and cupped his hands together, which resounded throughout the world.

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Blood Demon Realm.

A remote place like poor mountains and bad waters, the sound of the sky is clear, and it is also --\u003e\u003e

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Let the blood Tsing Yi hidden in the depths of a stinky mire be alarmed and wake up from the dormant silence.

"It's finally over..."

Ignoring the smell of the filthy quagmire, Xue Qingyi rushed out in excitement, listening to the continuously resounding Dao sound, just like hearing the most beautiful rhythm in the world.

He stretched out his hands to the sky and closed his eyes, revealing a look of intoxication.

Hate and dormant for nearly a year, and now finally see the light of day, for Xue Qingyi, it is like opening a new path.

Until a long time, the scarlet scorpion in the blood azure clothes showed bone-chilling hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Shame and failure are not terrible. What is terrible is knowing shame but not courage. Lin Xun, let you be proud this time. In the future, my blood will be rewarded!"

Swish!

The next moment, his figure disappeared out of thin air.

...

North Underworld.

In the depths of a vast and boundless sea, a crazy figure was squatting on a reef and crying.

His hair was disheveled like grass, his clothes were ragged, his eye sockets were sunken, his body was thin, and he looked more miserable than a beggar.

But if Lin Xun is here, he must be able to recognize that this person is the leader of the Northern Underworld camp, the young master of the Kun family of the imperial clan——

Kun Shaoyu!

It's just, how beautiful and condescending he was back then, like the sun in the sky, radiant, and the coquettishness of a unique domain.

Now, he has become so desolate that he is neither a ghost nor a ghost, crazy, and his mind is chaotic.

The sound of the avenue resounded from the sky in the sky, and Kun Shaoyu, who was squatting on the ground, whimpered and cried, seemed to be struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned there.

His expression began to change, cloudy and sunny, and his scattered and confused eyes began to condense little by little...

Until after a long time, he suddenly stood up and shouted into the sky: "I have been in the dark for decades, and I only know today that I am me!"

One word at a time, like a startled dragon and a long roar, billowing above Jiuxiao, the voice is full of liberation and open-mindedness.

"Lin Xun, wait, when I shake Qingming, I will be ashamed!"

Kun Shaoyu suddenly stepped into the air, and his figure suddenly turned into a Kun, which was tens of thousands of meters in size, collapsed the void, and swept away the sky.

...

Ancient wasteland.

In front of the Dao Protector City, countless cultivators in the ancient wilderness were also in action, taking out the ancient desolate orders, moving them away into the void, and disappearing into the nine-domain battlefield.

"Senior Lin, I'll take the first step."

"The green hills do not change, the green waters flow forever, Senior Lin, I am looking forward to meeting you again in the ancient wilderness."

"Senior Lin..."

There were many people who came to say goodbye to Lin Xun, some were familiar, some were unfamiliar, some could be called by name, and some could not.

But everyone brought respect and blessings from the heart, and Lin Xun responded one by one, feeling a lot of emotion.

Those who are alive can return to their homeland.

And those ancient wilderness powerhouses who buried their bones here are destined to be silent here for eternity, and no one cares.

Life and death are so cruel.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer cultivators in the city.

"Brother Lin, farewell!"

Mi Hengzhen, Ye Maha and the others came to say goodbye.

"Take care of yourself."

Lin Xun bowed his hands with a smile.

"Lin Xun, after returning to the ancient wasteland, you must come to the Big Dipper Realm, and I will invite you to drink the Wannian brew from the holy mountain of Ziwei!"

Ye Chen said loudly.

Xiao Cangtian next to him interjected: "Don't, let's go to my Qingfeng Valley. I will take out the 'Seven Treasures Drunk Immortal Wine' treasured by my ancestors and drink it with you."

With one sentence, Ye Chen glared angrily: "Do you dare not fight against me once?"

Xiao Cangtian did not give in, and sneered: "I just don't like seeing you, what's wrong?"

Well, the two guys who were born out of sight were fighting each other again.

Lin Xun couldn't help laughing, but his heart was warm. This is a friend, a brother who shares weal and woe!

"Brother Lin, we have to go too."

Not long after, Shaohao and Ruowu also came to say goodbye.

Lin Xun talked to them, and then watched them leave one by one.

Until the end, there were only Lin Xun, Zhao Jingxuan, Lao Ha, Alu, Da Hei Niao, Xiao Yin, and Xiao Tian left in the field.

This is also normal. When they came to the Nine Territories Battlefield, the ancient wilderness powerhouses moved from different places.

When you go back, you will naturally go back along the same path, and it is destined to be impossible to go the same way.

Just like Lin Xun and them, when they came, they came from the portal of the Undead Mountain, and when they went back, they would definitely return to the Undead Mountain.

"Brother, let's go too."

Lao Ha, Aru and the others looked at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun stood at the top of the city and looked around, as if to remember all this in his mind. After a while, he withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and his eyes were firm, and said:

"Walk!"

A burst of light circulated, and Lin Xun and the others disappeared one by one in the void, leaving only a huge city protecting the way, standing silently in this vast world, filled with the immortal sacred breath of the ages.

On this day, after three years of fierce battles and slaughter, the battle of the Nine Regions came to an end. No matter what camp, all the strong ones who survived will leave today.

The huge Nine Regions battlefield fell into silence again, and I don't know how many years it will be after the next opening.

At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned!

——

(After completing the writing of the Nine Regions Battlefield, after returning to the ancient wilderness, it will be a new journey. This time, the Forest Demon God will be happy and grudge.)