In the sky, the moon twinkles. Once Qingyun Shuangjiao, in this psychedelic space of years, in the confused and lost memory, meet again. Dao Xuan Zhenren's body began to tremble slowly, holding high the ancient sword, slowly hanging down, he stepped down the altar step by step, to the white figure, never looked at Zhang Xiaofan again. The white clothes fluttered, and the handsome face, like the passionate years in memory, radiated the light of youth. That light, warm and hot, once upon a time, was the most cherished place in his heart. In his eyes, dry eyes, there was a slow surge of tears. Younger Martial Brother. Is it really you? The young man in white stood there, not leaving the stone gate. With a smile on his face, he said to Daoxuan Zhenren, "Hello, Elder Martial Brother. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Dao Xuan Zhenren's body shook, although still holding the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, but the black gas on his body quickly faded after he saw the figure of Wan Jian Yi, but at the same time, the deep tired color of Zhang Xiaofan when he first saw him returned to his face. He seemed to have aged ten years in this short period of time, just like the life in his body, which was sucked away by the immortal in his hands. But Daoxuan Zhenren obviously did not notice the change of his body at all, and all his spirit was put on the mysterious young man in white. Slowly, he stretched out his hand to touch the body in his memory: "Younger Martial Brother..." His voice was cut off halfway, and his hand passed through the body, touching nothing but nothingness. Daoxuan Zhenren stumbled and seemed to stand unsteadily. After reaching out to hold the stone door,Surveyors tape measure, he managed to stop. He gasped in his mouth, but his eyes were filled with despair and pain. Like a glimpse, the white figure that had just dissipated because he reached out to touch it appeared quietly in front of his eyes, but still did not leave the scope of the stone door. Still smiling, the young shadow said, "Elder Martial Brother, why don't you wake up?" Dao Xuanzhen looked up with a confused look in his eyes and murmured, "Sober, what sober?" The young man in white gazed at him and said quietly, "Elder Martial Brother, you have been wise all your life. You should have been enlightened long ago.". Let go, let go of the attachment to the world, let go of the useless pursuit of power. Are these the things we did when we were practicing together? Dao Xuan Zhenren's body slowly trembled, and now he looked like an old man, struggling desperately to see the road ahead in confusion at the last moment of his life. We Monasticism. For what.. Ah The young man in white showed his gentle smile again, and the expression on his face was so warm that even Zhang Xiaofan, who was standing aside, Fiberglass tape measure ,Walking tape measure, trembled. The young man in white did not say anything more, but gently threw his sleeve robe, and a breeze blew between his skirts, blowing the fine sand and dust under his feet without a trace, leaving only emptiness. He looked calmly and calmly at the old and tired face of Daoxuan Zhenren and said gently, "Elder Martial Brother, put it down." "Pow!" Zhu Xian Ancient Sword, containing the supreme magic power enough to destroy the world, fell from the hands of Dao Xuan Zhenren, like a common human sword, scrap metal, fell to the ground. The face of Daoxuan Zhenren slowly showed a smile, which was peaceful and quiet, just like the smile on the face of the young man in white. I'm really.. Silly, it took me so long to realize. He spoke lightly in a low voice, took a step and stretched out his hands as if to embrace something, but after a moment, his body slowly collapsed and fell to the ground feebly. All the life dissipated from the body, but in any case, it could not take away the faint and gentle smile on the face of Dao Xuan Zhenren. Heaven and earth are silent, and in an instant, only the wind whistling in the distance is left. Once all-powerful character, at the moment so quietly went, Zhang Xiaofan stood aside silently, watching what happened. The figure of the young man in white was somewhat blurred, but it did not dissipate. On the contrary, he looked at the body of Daoxuan Zhenren in silence. After a while, he turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan knew more or less in his heart what the identity of this seemingly real and illusory figure in white was. In his heart, he could not help showing a general feeling of reverence. He whispered, "Senior." Still with a gentle smile, the young man in white looked at Zhang Xiaofan with some appreciation in his eyes and said with a slight smile, "Hello, my child. It's really good." Zhang Xiaofan did not understand why he praised himself for a moment, nor did he know what the word "good" in his words meant, and he was somewhat surprised. But the young man in white did not seem to have any intention of explaining. With a gentle wave of his hand, he saw that the ancient sword, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly seemed to be dragged by an invisible force and flew up. The young man in white gazed at the ancient sword. Then he looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said quietly, "My child, the power of killing immortals is the supreme magic power to seize the mystery of heaven and earth. It can kill immortals and demons, and destroy heaven and earth. It should not exist in the world. But since he is already here, he needs a master after all." As he spoke, the ancient sword was like a light duckweed, but it was sent by the wind and floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan looked at the young man in white in astonishment. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, he said, "Senior, you.." "Why do you think you can come here?" Asked the young man in white with a smile? In fact, it's all because this sword has summoned you. So, you are the predestined person. Zhang Xiaofan shook his head repeatedly and said, "Senior, you and Dao Xuan.." Both Shibo and Shibo are extremely talented people. They are extremely intelligent and unique. They are thousands of times better than their disciples. Neither of you can really master the power of killing the immortals. The disciple is stupid. How can he take on this great responsibility? The young man in white smiled and said, "If you can afford it,Horse weight lbs, you will know when you pick up this ancient sword of killing immortals. The power of killing immortals is not something common in the world. Naturally, it is not something that can be mastered by human Taoism." Zhang Xiaofan was stunned. He looked at the young man in white and said, "What do you mean?" 。 tapemeasure.net