Chapter 1817: God Helps You Take the Last Step...

One flower, two flowers.

One thought brings thousands of flowers to bloom.

With the restaurant as the center, it spreads to all parts of the city-state.

The green vines spread out, the branches intertwined, and gathered into flower buds, which trembled quietly and bloomed quietly.

The fragrance floated, beautiful beyond words.

The flowers spread, and all of a sudden, spread throughout the city-state.

The immortals were silent.

Niu Hansan held Xiao Ba, and his eyes were full of tears.

Boss Bu... How could such an awesome person become like this?

Xiaohua carried a rosewood lunch box, and her eyes fluctuated slightly.

Yang Jian sighed and stood up.

His body suddenly changed.

He put on armor and held a three-pointed double-edged sword.

The black air on Xiaotian Dog spread and followed him.

"It's time to go back."

Yang Jian said.

The next moment, he turned into a stream of light, stepped on auspicious clouds, and left into the sky.

The immortals were shocked.

The mortals were even more shocked.

When had they ever seen such a scene?

Even the emperor and his ministers in the palace were startled, and everyone showed disbelief.

The mortals knelt down, kept kneeling, and prayed for everything to be safe.

One day, a hundred flowers bloomed.

This auspicious sign made them all excited.

They believed that praying at this time would make their wishes come true.

Dugu Wushuang did not leave.

He leaned against the wall of the restaurant, slowly slid down, and sat on the ground.

He sighed.

He raised his hand and covered his face. The sword was thrown on the ground by him. He was a little confused now.

Bu Fang asked him to leave, asked him to leave the restaurant and travel between heaven and earth. Perhaps after traveling, his strength could achieve a complete breakthrough.

But Dugu Wushuang did not.

He stayed in the restaurant and sat quietly.

Niu Hansan hugged Xiao Ba and did not leave.

Like Dugu Wushuang, he stayed in the restaurant.

Old Niu still firmly believed that Boss Bu would come back.

Niu Hansan clearly remembered that he was captured by Bu Fang and taken to the Pastoral World.

He thought he was going to die.

However, it was better to die. He did not have a good life in the Ruins Prison.

However, in the Pastoral World, he did not expect that life would get better and better. He even realized his life value and was full of positive thoughts about his future life.

He learned hybridization, played his role, and became the father of hybridization in the other world.

He still remembered that he and Bu Fang discussed the method of making the Destruction Dry Pot.

How to integrate the will of heaven into the ingredients...

All of that, thinking about it, seemed like a lifetime ago.

Xiao Ba was also listless and had no appetite for food.

Xiao Hua left.

She had to do what she should do. She promised Bu Fang, so she had to complete it.

Niu Hansan did not go with her.

Xiao Hua did not force it.

Therefore, she turned into a giant python, spanning the sky, holding a food box in her mouth, as if there was a strange energy flowing in the lunch box.

In fact, the lunch box was filled with delicacies made from ordinary ingredients.

…

Honghuang Universe.

Hangu Pass.

The four powerful men sitting cross-legged on Hangu Pass slowly opened their eyes.

Tongtian Patriarch’s eyes revealed a very complicated expression.

He raised his hand, and the sword light flowed.

With his hands behind his back, he stood on the wall of Tianguan, looking at a dish suspended in the sky in the distance.

That dish was like the most amazing dish in the world, shining with supreme brilliance.

That dish attracted everyone’s attention. Just one look at it made people release their appetite uncontrollably.

They couldn’t wait to taste the delicacy.

However, no one dared to taste it.

Under that simple dish, there was an extremely terrifying existence.

There were also various formations around the dish.

Those were the top formations in the Honghuang Universe, and each formation had terrible lethality.

These formations were all to prevent the terrifying existence suppressed by the dish from coming out.

“Five hundred years… It passed in a flash.”

Tongtian Patriarch sighed.

Five hundred years passed so quickly.

The formation set up by Bu Fang can only suppress the soul for a thousand years, and now, half of the time has passed.

It was as if there was an hourglass, constantly flowing.

What was flowing was time.

Tongtian Patriarch's eyes were deep.

He took a step forward.

The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in this world.

A sword light spanned the boundless universe.

It shot to Xunxian Star.

On Xunxian Star.

Tongtian Patriarch wore a Taoist robe, carried a Qingping sword on his back, and walked slowly.

In the distance, there was a restaurant.

The restaurant was surrounded by flowers.

Tongtian Patriarch's eyes narrowed.

Those flowers were the condensation of will, carrying energy that made his heart palpitate.

He walked between the flowers and came to the front of the restaurant.

In front of the door, there were two people and a chicken.

Niu Hansan cried with snot and tears, and cried sadly.

Tongtian Patriarch glanced at him lightly.

Then he turned his eyes and fell on Dugu Wushuang.

Tongtian's eyes narrowed.

He looked at Dugu Wushuang as if he was looking at a sharp sword that was about to be unsheathed.

A genius in swordsmanship, his understanding of sword intent far exceeded that of the so-called sword immortal.

If he was given enough time to grow, he could even reach the level of a Chaos Sage.

It’s rare.

Dugu Wushuang glanced at Tongtian Cult Master.

There was sadness in his eyes.

Leader Tongtian said nothing and shook his head.

Although he had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple, he saw a gleam of death in Dugu Wushuang's eyes.

He knew that if he proposed to accept a disciple, he would definitely be rejected by Dugu Wushuang.

With the sword secret in his hand, Tongtian Cult Leader's consciousness instantly covered the entire Xunxian Star.

After a long time... Fang sighed.

After all, it was too late.

Did he really become a corrupt mortal and disappear between heaven and earth?

Failed to find the way?

Reached the end of life?

Leader Tongtian’s eyes were complicated.

Take one step.

His figure instantly transformed into a sword and flew away into the sky.

…

Looking for the fairy star.

The mountains are covered with white snow.

On the mountain road covered with a thick layer of snow, two figures were walking hard.

Bu Fang walked step by step with his back hunched, leaving footprints in the snow, but these footprints were soon covered by the wind and snow and disappeared.

Xiaobai followed him step by step.

far away.

A hut emerges.

Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flashed.

Bu Fang came to the wooden house, pushed it open gently, and shook off the snow.

familiar place.

Bu Fang is back here again.

He pushed open the door of the wooden house and took out the bamboo chair from inside.

Unfortunately, the chairs have rotted away and the wooden house is almost collapsing...

The decaying wooden house is like the Bu Fang that is about to decay.

Instead of sitting on a chair, Bu Fang sat on the steps in front of the wooden house.

Sit quietly.

Xiaobai also sat next to him.

The atmosphere was very quiet, without any sound.

The leaves are rubbing and rustling.

Silent like a silent game.

Bu Fang originally chose to live in seclusion here and live a simple and unrestrained life.

And now...

He came back here and sat down again.

Xiao Bai sat quietly. He was rusty and rotten, almost the same as Bu Fang...

Bu Fang's eyes flickered.

He lowered his head, and all the sounds became very clear.

The sound of insects, the sound of melting snow, the sound of wind...

The sound of children playing in the new village at the foot of the mountain, the sound of fish swimming in the frozen river in the mountain stream...

Buzz…

Bu Fang suddenly came back to his senses.

Anjing turned his head and looked at Xiaobai beside him.

Little white light emitted from Xiaobai's body...

Those white lights are constantly escaping, dispersing in the air, floating in the void...

Xiaobai looked at Bu Fang with his mechanical eyes.

It stretched out its hand and patted Bu Fang on the shoulder.

Afterwards...

The body began to turn into white light and dispersed continuously.

Jingle Bell……

It sounded like the swaying of a wind chime.

Bu Fang's eyes were stunned as he watched Xiaobai turn into white light and rush into the sky.

As if it turned into sand and slipped away quietly...

The feeling of loss made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Bu Fang raised his hand.

He looked at his fingers, and his fingertips were also glowing with little white lights...

These white light spots are just like the teleportation array built for Bu Fang when the system first appeared.

Bu Fang raised his head and looked at the sky.

The white dots that his body turned into just floated into the sky...

Jingle Bell……

The sound of wind chimes blowing was loud.

There was nothing in front of the decaying wooden house.

boom……

Snowflakes were flying.

There was a roar from the wooden house, and the rotten wooden house fell to the ground, completely reduced to ruins.

Under the cover of wind and snow.

Become the dust of history.

Bu Fang and Xiao Bai... really disappeared this time.

…

In mist.

Bu Fang opened his eyes.

Is he dead?

He glanced at his body. His old body disappeared and became slender and thin again, just like when he just inherited the system.

Bu Fang was slightly startled. He didn't want to take the ruthless path, not because of anything else but because he was a cook.

If he was ruthless, what delicious dishes could he cook?

Dishes without emotion...that's all a hooliganism.

He does not deny that the ruthless way can exist because it has its own reasons.

The ancient way of heaven is a ruthless way.

If heaven is sentimental, it will also grow old. It is precisely because of its ruthlessness that it can last forever.

Bu Fang looked around.

It was extremely dark, a cold darkness, as if the soul was imprisoned and unable to break free.

Xiaobai is not here, and there is no acquaintance around.

A surge of loneliness made Bu Fang feel lonely.

Looking back five hundred years as a mortal.

He has experienced the warmth and coldness of human relationships in the world.

Mortals have a limited lifespan. Because of his physical body, it is not easy for him to live for five hundred years.

Over the past five hundred years, he has seen through the decay and reincarnation of life.

Family, friendship, love, brotherhood, master-disciple relationship...

He has felt all the emotions.

Of course, these emotions are felt from mortals.

For him, it was shocking.

Buzz…

Bu Fang was thinking in a daze, in the boundless darkness, maybe only the feelings in these memories could bring a little warmth to his body.

Sudden.

Bu Fang was stunned and looked into the boundless darkness.

Little bits of white light gathered together.

A human figure appeared.

The figure was extremely blurry.

However, the feeling given to Bu Fang was extremely familiar.

That kind of familiarity penetrates deep into the bones and pervades the soul.

The face was blurry, and it was hard to see clearly. The figure was slender and the black hair was flying.

He was wearing a simple white robe.

He was condensed by white dots of light and floated in front of Bu Fang...

Hmm?

Bu Fang was startled.

He stared at the figure.

The blurry figure slowly floated, and soon, it floated in front of Bu Fang.

The blurry face came closer, almost touching Bu Fang's face.

Bu Fang could even feel that the other party was laughing...

"Who are you?"

Bu Fang asked expressionlessly.

The sound that seemed to be produced by the vibration of the soul resounded in Bu Fang's mind.

However, that sound made Bu Fang's body suddenly tense...

"The host of the hundred generations... you are finally here..."

"After hundreds of generations, you are the only one who insisted on coming here."

"Who am I?"

"I am here to help you take the last step... God."