"Not everyone is qualified to go there."

Daoling Linghuang said lightly: "You should know better than us. Different worlds have different rules. The person next to you has embarked on a path of cultivation that is completely different from ours."

"This is a cleansing and a screening, that's all."

When Dao Ling Linghuang pointed it out, the implication behind his words was clearly revealed.

What they want is an absolute elite, an iron-blooded warrior who has been tempered in many ways, so that they can gain a firm foothold in another world.

No matter how many people are sacrificed in this process, they don't care.

They have stood at the pinnacle of leaving the Tao, not only are their cultivation similar to that of gods, but they also have an indifferent and ruthless mind.

It might have been difficult for Yu Ling to understand back then. He could not let go of the Xilian cultivators who died in Taiye Star Abyss, but now, perhaps because of the Nether Platform, he has become somewhat numb to the casualties of this war.

Already.

"That being the case, I have nothing more to ask." Yu Ling spoke slowly.

The secrets revealed in this conversation far exceeded his expectations. As for some of the details, he could understand them after looking back for a while.

Dao Ling Linghuang glanced at the three of them, paused for a moment on Yu Qingxuan, who was bowing his head in thought, and said with a faint smile: "Well, see you again, Holy Dao Star."

As he took one step forward, the space began to ripple with unreal ripples, cracking apart silently.

Yu Ling and the others returned to their original location at the top of Tianyan Mountain, and Emperor Dao Lingling also disappeared.

It seemed that he had traveled all this way just to answer Yu Ling's questions. The Great Wilderness Star that he had gone through so much trouble to capture was not worth a second glance.

Logically speaking, such a glorious victory was far more beautiful than the original Nanhuang victory, but Yu Ling couldn't feel much joy in her heart, only unspeakable depression and heaviness.

Because the appearance of Dao Ling Linghuang and his confusion were undoubtedly conveying a message to him——

Everything has come to the final moment.

Including his fate, including this unprecedented war that swept through the three major galaxies.

Everything will eventually come to an end.

…

"Hahaha, we won, we won! The Great Wild Star is back!"

It was night, and the desolate and dilapidated mountain gate of Lianhuo Sect had turned into a sea of ​​carnival.

People gathered in small groups, drinking and drinking happily, releasing their inner excitement and excitement.

"You didn't see it. At that time, seven Dao Ling tribe members who were in the realm of enlightenment surrounded me. It was like killing each other step by step. At that time, I had exerted twelve points of mystical power. I raised the knife in my hand and dropped it. I raised the knife in my hand and dropped it. Three

One move cut off one person's head, ten moves broke through the siege, and another one was killed seven in and seven out..."

Yan Suiyue stepped on the broken bricks and tiles that had been piled up. Her eyebrows were flying, her saliva was flying, and when she got excited about it, she drank a large bowl of strong liquor.

"No, when you were talking to us here just now, there were three Daoling clan members. How come it turned into seven in the blink of an eye??"

Fang Zijin, who came over with a large jar of wine in his arms, was stunned for a moment, and then revealed it mercilessly.

"If you had been a little later, there might have been dozens of them." Bai Mu coldly added the blow.

"I finally understand how one man is in charge and ten thousand men are incompetent." Xu Che took a reserved sip of his wine and smiled slightly.

"Who is bragging? What I said is the truth, okay!" Yan Suiyue was still blushing and arguing.

"Come on, come on, let's drink and drink!" Fang Zijin quickly added new wine to everyone, and sat down on the ground full of black ash without hesitation.

Although the time in the academy has passed away for a long time, it is still the best memory in everyone's heart.

Naturally, they formed a small circle and never seemed to be strangers.

"Speaking of it, we have been busy with the war during this period, and we rarely sit together like this." Xu Che suddenly sighed with emotion.

Hearing this, everyone sighed, and Xu Mingyuan whispered sadly: "If you don't pay attention for a moment, many people will be gone."

"Some time ago, I went to see Fourth Senior Brother, the Ying Family Brothers, and Senior Brother Yue." Bai Muhan said.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Fang Zijin forced himself to smile: "It's okay, junior brother can make something that goes against common sense like the Netherworld Platform. Sooner or later, after the war is over, we will see them in another way."

.”

"I just cherish that we can still gather here." Xu Che said softly.

He raised the wine bowl, signaled to everyone, drank it in a big gulp, wiped the corners of his lips and said, "I also cherish the days I have spent along the way."

Fang Zijin saw that everyone was only focused on drinking, so he hurriedly tried to liven up the atmosphere: "Oh, we won a big victory today. Don't make it so sad at this celebration banquet. Come on, I stole some snacks from Guiyun."

, share the wine with everyone, it’s quite delicious.”

As soon as he shook out a bunch of snacks into the empty bowl, he heard an angry voice coming from behind: "Fang, Zi, Jin! How dare you touch my food!!"

Fang Zijin's expression froze, and before he could turn around and slip away, he saw a petite figure coming towards him like a cannonball.

"Humph, I tell you that you are finished, even if... hmm? So many people are here?"

After Guiyun looked around, his anger dissipated slightly: "So you are sharing the food with everyone. Forget it. I, Mr. Guiyun, have a lot, so I won't argue with you. Everyone eats slowly. I still have some food here."

have!"

She simply spread a small blanket on the ground, waved her little hand proudly, and a mountain of snacks and preserved fruits was piled up in front of her, making everyone's eyes widen.

"This scene seems familiar..." Fang Zijin said blankly.

"I'm familiar with this. We had a meal together before the Nine Regions Competition. I wasn't even full at that time, thanks to Xiao Guiyun's snacks."

Yang Zhaoke appeared like a ghost, and seemed to be following the scent happily.

"Okay, it's fun when there are more people." Guiyun was very happy. On the one hand, she gave the two little ones that were pestering her to Xiao Baibai to take care of, temporarily regaining her personal freedom. On the other hand, she has always been a

A good boy who loves to share.

However, after looking around, Gui Yun pouted in dissatisfaction: "It's still not all right. Xiao Sheng is not here, and Xiao Ling'er is not here either..."

Fang Zijin said speechlessly: "Guiyun, please wake up. Junior brother is now in charge of the battle. There are too many things to deal with. How can you have free time to drink with us? You must be busy formulating the follow-up battle plan."

"And he is now..." Xu Che hesitated, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it."

"What? Why didn't you say it half-way?" Guiyun raised a question mark inexplicably.

Fang Zijin sighed and said: "Junior brother has indeed changed a lot, but he is also doing it for our own good and doesn't want us to worry too much. Anyway, we can't help him with matters at his level."

"Even if we sit together, it will be difficult to be the same as before." Xu Che said slowly.

"Ah? Are you overthinking it? Am I the only one who thinks little Ling'er has not changed at all?" Gui Yun touched his little head.

"Even if he doesn't change much, we still..." Bai Muhan thought about it for a moment and finally didn't say any more.

Others also fell silent, and the atmosphere that had finally become lively became stagnant again.

Until a random voice broke the freeze.

"You are all here, why didn't anyone come to call me?"

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and stared blankly at the familiar figure that was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, Xiao Ling'er, come and sit down!"

Gui Yun greeted him cheerfully, grabbed a corner of Fang Zijin's shirt and wiped it on the ground, barely clearing a small area of ​​clean area.

Yu Ling didn't pay attention, just sat cross-legged and poured herself a bowl of wine.

"Junior brother, you, you... are you done?" Fang Zijin suddenly stuttered.

"No." Yu Ling picked up the bowl and took a sip. She felt that no matter how strong the wine was, it was a bit bland, so she simply put the bowl down again and said, "But don't worry, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yan Suiyue, who was always lively and out-of-the-box, couldn't hold back his words for a long time. Finally, Ai Ai said, "Is there anything we can do to help?"

"You guys take a rest first and make arrangements later."

Yu Ling could tell at a glance that Yan Suiyue had been seriously injured, and subconsciously reminded: "I never seen you become so addicted to alcohol? If you drink a few more bowls, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to the shooting star to lie down.

.”

He originally wanted to make a few jokes in a joking manner, but for some reason, saying such words in a flat tone made it seem like he was preaching.

Yan Suiyue said sarcastically: "I won't drink anymore, I'll listen to you."

Seeing him reluctantly put down the wine bowl, Yu Ling couldn't help but shake her head, raised her finger, and a white light penetrated through, and the injuries of everyone present, whether minor or serious, were instantly healed as before.

"Come on, keep drinking and give us a bowl as a toast to our alliance leader!" Yang Zhaoke grinned and drank it all in one gulp.

"You guys are really... no good, I have to drink it slowly." Seeing everyone happily finishing a big bowl, Xu Che could only smile bitterly and finish it in one sip.

"How come Che'er's drinking capacity hasn't improved a bit? She's already a Taoist." Yan Suiyue said with disdain.

"...He just doesn't think it tastes good." Yu Ling paused, but after all, she didn't follow up with the affectionate name.

After he finished speaking, the place fell into silence again. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Even though Fang Zijin tried hard to stir up the topic several times, he quickly ended it in a few sentences.

Yu Ling felt everyone's restraint and discomfort. It was obvious that he had suppressed all his cultivation and sat among the crowd like an ordinary person, but he still seemed redundant and out of place.

Like an outsider.

So he slowly stood up and said as if unintentionally: "I suddenly remembered that Nilabe had something else to tell me, so I should leave first and meet again later?"
To be continued...