History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1572. Chapter 1537 1536. Eternal back

That small spot of light was formed by the condensed light of the immortal sword. It seemed small, but in fact it was magnificent.

Yan Zhaoge and Gao Qingxuan flew into it, and after the dark red light in front of them dissipated, they saw Yan Di sitting quietly in the void.

Tai Yi Huayun was on top of his head, blooming like a lotus, swaying gently.

Yan Di nodded to Yan Zhaoge, and then withdrew their gazes, silently looking towards the void.

Following his gaze, what appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge and Gao Qingxuan was a timeless picture, lying in the air, everlasting forever, and never going away.

In the picture, an angry, vicious Buddha, holding a sword, faces Yan Zhaoge and others, standing high in the sky, dark covering the sky, and murderous, as if leading hell to the world.

Below the Buddha, a man in purple and a woman in white stood side by side, with their backs facing Yan Zhaoge and them.

The man in purple holds the sword in his left hand, the woman in white holds the sword in his right, and her left hand is held together with the man’s right hand.

In addition to the back that fell in the eyes of Yan Zhaoge and others, the man and the woman can also be seen looking sideways, each showing half of their faces, smiling at the corners of their mouths, and without fear.

The picture is fixed, and the dark red brilliance is like a choreographed relief, still lifelike, depicting the last scene of the year.

The three Yan Zhaoge looked at the picture, and the scene afterwards naturally appeared in their minds, watching the couple live and die together, fearlessly, hand in hand to face the sword Buddha incarnate in hell.

Thinking of the heroic attitude of the ancestors who regarded death as home, Yan Zhaoge couldn’t help but fascinated, and once again solemnly saluted the couple’s back.

Gao Qingxuan was like Yan Di, motionless, like a statue, just staring at the figure from behind, silent for a long time.

Unlike Yan Zhaoge, who had never personally contacted Yan Xingtang and his wife, Di Qinglian’s voice and smile clearly appeared in Gao Qingxuan’s mind at this moment.

Among the disciples under the Tenghuang Sect, the one with the best relationship between Qingxuan and the younger sister Di Qinglian.

Or it should be said that the two people in the group who are most closely related to each other are them.

In the past, Di Qinglian and Yan Xingtang visited Gao Qingxuan and Long Xingquan before they went out for a long trip, but they didn’t expect to be the last one. Then it would be a farewell…

Gao Qingxuan’s always stable and rigorous heart lake can’t help the ups and downs at this moment, and sadness comes from it.

“Master, the younger sister has never regretted it. If your old man could see this scene in the past, would he be a little bit more embarrassed?” Gao Qingxuan felt even more sad when he thought of Li Ying, the vine emperor who had also fallen not long ago.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the HD Xuan on the side, and sighed inwardly.

Yan Di on the other side also kept looking at the backs of Yan Xingtang and his wife, and said nothing.

Because of too Yi Huayun, he actually didn’t have the appearance of his parents in his mind.

But at this moment, through this Tai Yi Huayun, bit by bit the traces of the sword intent left by Yan Xingtang’s wife are accommodated, so that he has an unreasonable closeness, as if blood is thicker than water, and he is constantly giving up.

Perhaps Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian did not perform their duties as parents for a day, nor did they personally take care of and accompany their children, and even new parents did not know how to take care of a child.

But long before the child was born, they did their best to give their son all the best they could.

Even if Yan Di has never really met his parents face to face, today, thousands of years later, he can still feel the deep love.

“The outside matter is over?” After a long time, Yan Di finally stood up and turned to look at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge nodded: “Sword Buddha Fuzhu, the grandfather and grandmother’s feud, we personally reported it.”

“The grievance is avenged, and the last wish is not here.” Yan Di turned his head and looked at the mural-like image: “I think they are the same as Mu Yao Sui Xing Shang Zun, Yin Youming and Hu Tongming. Those who care about their hearts are not just private grievances. , I hope to see the day when my Taoist school is revived and Huanyu clarifies.”

Yan Zhaoge nodded slowly: “That day is getting closer and closer.”

“Let’s go.” Gao Qingxuan’s emotions also calmed down at this time, Chong Yan Zhaoge and his son said.

Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di both nodded, and together with Gao Qingxuan, they left the world that was trapped by the fairy sword light and reappeared in the Yuquan realm.

The people in the Yuquan realm are arranging to move at this moment. With the collective efforts, there are strong people who have climbed into the fairyland to take action without much effort.

For ordinary people, and even lower-level warriors, everything may even happen in ignorance.

Looking at the Yuquan realm that was drifting away, Tong Xinlin and others were slightly silent, but soon returned to normal.

As they said, there is no threat from outsiders. It won’t be long before Yuquan Realm will naturally decline, and they should have found another way out.

Although it is slightly ahead of schedule, the psychological preparations that should be made are already there.

The Daoist Qingzhang, Yao Yuncheng and the others, as well as the forces gathered around them and have similar appeals with them, have not been able to stir up too many storms.

Entrusted by Tong Xinlin, Yan Zhaoge handed these people to their Yuquan realm for internal processing.

As a result, Tong Xinlin and others used thunderous methods to punish the other’s direct descendants.

For those outsiders who don’t know the details, it means that Dao Qingzhang, Dao Zhaozhen, and Yao Yuncheng died at the hands of the Sword Buddha.

In this way, the remaining people will be called to develop the same hatred and hatred for the outside world together with everyone.

The Qingzhang Daoist faction originally had many supporters, largely because the Yuquan Realm was sealed for thousands of years and there was no hope in sight.

Now that the seal has been lifted and there is hope again, the earlier thoughts have naturally faded. After being subdued by Tong Xinlin and others, the group of people has completely lost their thoughts.

Yan Zhaoge is not commenting on this, the first evil has been eliminated, and he is not blindly bloodthirsty when other people make trouble.

Although Wang Guan, Qu Su, and others had seen the scene where they killed Taoist Zhaozhen and Yao Yuncheng, the rest of them were just fellow travelers who supported the idea of Taoist Qingzhang, not his direct relatives and friends. Naturally, it is impossible to be true.

Choosing who to believe is often a very subjective matter.

Just let them see the hope of authentic revival of Taoism and know that their choice is correct.

“Is there really news about Taiyi saving the suffering Tianzun?” Yan Di asked Yan Zhaoge on the way back.

“Whether we can find the exact whereabouts of Tianzun Taiyi who saved the suffering is still unknown.” Yan Zhaoge replied, “but there are definite clues.”

Yan Di meditated: “Xian Ting Wai Dao pays such attention and solemnly shows that they are really concerned about the whereabouts of Taiyi saving the suffering Tianzun, that is to say, Taiyi saving the suffering Tianzun can not be the immeasurable Tianzun.”

“Wudang Madonna was only to cover up for us, but this time she also became interested.” Yan Zhaoge said.