Big dream yellow beam

Seeing He Qingyuan being suppressed, Yuan Fan raised his head and glanced at Yuan Shi on the pure land, Yuan Shi made a gesture, Yuan Fan nodded, and turned to look at Rolling Stone in front of him.

……

During the short time when Yuan Fan and He Qingyuan fought, Yuan Shi also competed with Wei Dingcang and others for the control of Wuchen Pure Land.

When Yuan Shi was replaced, Wei Dingcang was still very happy, looking at Yuan Shi was like watching the delicious food flying to his mouth.Not only him, Long Qingquan and the other four also had the same expressions. Although they understood that Yuan Shi was buying time for Yuan Fan, it was very likely that they would be teleported away by Yuan Fan in the same way when they encountered danger.

But now that it's here, it's an opportunity.

Wei Dingcang used to sit in the center before, and had a slight advantage in controlling the pure land, so he took the lead in making efforts.

Auspicious clouds and soft light surround the dust-free pure land, and the clean air rises up. At this moment, the dust-free pure land does have such a sense of paradise.

But for Yuanshi, all of this is useless. Although Yuanshi now has his own thoughts and a soul under his control, his physical body is still the sacred stone of heaven and earth, and the power of Dao that is not touched by ten thousand dharmas is very important to him. As far as Yuanshi is concerned, there is no threat.

Stepping on his feet, Wuchen Pure Land shook again, Yuan Shi's body that had been emitting soft and auspicious light suddenly turned into endless darkness, light and darkness reversed, and the power of Wuchen Pure Land, which was not touched by all dharmas, was swayed away.

Wei Dingcang and the others did not panic because of this, they still held their positions and performed their duties, and jointly controlled the dust-free pure land to counter-press Yuanshi.

Although Yuanshi can make a move for a while, it may not be able to withstand the joint efforts of five people in the long run.

However, after Yuanshi unleashed the power of Wuchen in the first wave, he made persistent efforts, and the dimmed brilliance in his body flashed again in the darkness. Spreading out, the difference is that the peaks and valleys of Yuanshi's ripples are interlaced with light and darkness, and even Wei Dingcang and others feel a little dizzy when they look closely.

Long Qingquan, Wei Dingcang and others stabilized their position, embraced Yuan Shouyi, and once again connected to the dust-free pure land under them. The originally calm dust-free cloud light began to set off huge waves, and the vortex of light and darkness swayed by the Yuanshi was immediately suppressed.The tumbling huge waves formed a tendency to encircle and destroy the primordial stone on this pure land.

Yuanshi in the center didn't move much, light and darkness still flashed in his body, the difference was that Yuanshi's heart seemed to have a singularity, a starting point that would give birth to everything.

When the dust-free cloud light crashed down with a majestic force, completely burying the primordial stone, Wei Dingcang and the others showed traces of anticipation and excitement on their faces.

One second, two seconds...

I don't know how long it has passed, but time seems to pass very slowly.

Just when the dust-free cloud light returned to calm and Wei Dingcang and others were about to cheer, a winning smile appeared on Yuan Fan's face in the distance. Above the dust-free pure land, the stars were twinkling in the sky, and under the pure land, there was chaos and turbulence. surge.

But there is an intersection between void and chaos. From a distance, it looks like an hourglass. The sky and the earth are the two ends of the hourglass. The point of intersection in the middle is like a black hole that swallows everything in the hourglass.

That mysterious and mysterious point seemed to be disturbed by an inexplicable beginning, and at a certain moment, it exploded. Wei Dingcang, Long Qingquan, Bai Yingjie, Wu Mingzang, and Zhu Lingyu immediately felt that the power to control Wuchen Pure Land was completely taken away. Let's go, and the whole piece of dust-free pure land also turns into an ordinary land at this moment, except for the white color.

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Yuan Fan, who had solved He Qingyuan, looked at the completely erupted Yuan Shi, nodded and said to himself: "Yuan Ling, the first step of the side mission has been completed, and I should do the main mission next."

All this time is very short, neither He Qingyuan, Wei Dingcang, nor Long Qingquan and others thought that Yuan Fan and Yuan Shi could seize the initiative so quickly.

In their eyes, they who have the right time, place and people should not fail.

But now, He Qingyuan was suppressed by Yuan Fan, and the five of them were suppressed by Yuan Shi, no one would feel reconciled.

But this was beyond Yuan Fan's consideration.

……

Coming to Qian Yue's side, Qian Yue took a look at Yuan Fan who was approaching.

"Why don't you come here in person?"

"Because everything here is my fault after all. If I really come, I'm afraid you won't even be able to leave any dregs."

Yuan Fan glanced at Qian Yue, then turned his gaze back to Rolling Stone.

With a wave of his hand, Qian Yue felt the oppressive atmosphere around him dissipate, and his whole body became cool.

However, specific figures appeared around him.

The Rolling Stone in front of him also changed his appearance.

"Ok?"

Yuan Fan looked at the man and woman in front of him, but didn't speak.

"They seem to have no face..." Qian Yue asked softly.

"Because they are collections of ideas..."

Yuan Fan looked at the man and the woman. The man was wearing armor and holding a weapon. He was looking into the distance, and he was always watching the boundary injuries that might erupt at any time in the distance.And the woman beside her seems to convey another feeling. She is also hesitating whether to stay and guard together, or leave to find a way out and keep the last fire...

Looking at this scene, Yuan Fan felt sour in his heart. He remembered that before he came here, when the motherland, which had experienced a hundred years of humiliation and struggle, was on the road to rejuvenation, it also did not forget the past suffering years.There are a few paintings that depict somewhat similar to today's scene.

"Qian Yue, what do you think of the current world, how are you doing?" Yuan Fan said suddenly.

Qian Yue didn't understand the meaning of Yuan Fan's words, he just said to himself: "The current world, hmph, what's the matter."

Yuan Fan raised his brows and hurriedly interrupted.

"I'm not asking you, I'm asking how do you think your life is now compared to before?"

Yuan Fan's response was more resolute to accept the money, and after careful thought, he realized that Yuan Fan's question was actually hoping to use his mouth to inform the consciousness in front of him.

"Although there are still many unsatisfactory things in life now, in general, it is developing towards the good side day by day. It's just that there are still many difficulties hindering us, but compared to a long time ago, it has become much stronger. .”

"Qian Yue, think back to our current life..."

Yuan Fan put his hand on Qian Yue's shoulders, the backs of their heads glowed, and the huge screen unfolded with light and shadow flowing. Although there have been hardships in life, they are more courageously moving forward towards a new life.Moreover, at the very least, Yuan Fan and Qian Yue's minds are full of great rivers and mountains. Even the image of the cursed land is no longer the doomsday scene where the smoke and dust suddenly rose and the sky was dark.

The whole body is dusty, the girl with thin clothes and bare feet is surrounded by the smoke and dust left by the gunfire and the chaos left by the war, but she raised her head at this moment, and a gratified smile began to form on her face without facial features. , even though there seemed to be tears running through.

"The troubled times were like hemp in that year, may you have a splendid life in the next life..."

"Thank you for your dedication, I hope you can see the bright road of today..."

The silent dialogue instantly aroused the sympathy of Cannian. Maybe they have no consciousness, but they can get what they want to know most from the only remaining consciousness.

Looking up at the unyielding and upright guardian, Yuan Fan seemed to meet his eyes.

"If we can meet one day, I will definitely tell you that the mountains and rivers are still there, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe."

Yuan Fan chose to speak this time, and the last eight words of Yuan Fan's words echoed in the world just like the last time Yuan Fan played the ancient song of Lingwang.

"The mountains and rivers are still there, the country is peaceful and the people are safe..."

Divine light surged all over Yuan Fan's body, not far from the boundary wound, he opened the sky gate with Yuan Fan's power, and stretched out a pair of giant hands, covering the boundary wound.

Accompanied by Yuan Fan's sound of "combine", Yuan Fan's body in the Lingwang Palace came to the sky above the boundary wound, and the law of the Dao was controlled by Yuan Fan for a short time. Beads are sent into the Wound of the Realm.

The vortex that originally swallowed the present world and the buffer land rotated more and more slowly, and gradually stopped turning and fell into a standstill, allowing the chaotic spirit beads to fill it up.

Under the gaze of all the remnants of the holy city in the central region, the wounds in the realm were filled, and Yuan Fan, together with the giant hand manifested by the founding Yuanling, completed the tiankeng on the earth.

There is no longer any remnant of the power of chaos, and the cursed land that has been shrouded in layers of fog is left with only the last obsession and the blackened curse of resentment at this moment.

But in the eyes of the powerful, the cursed land has been seen at a glance.

"The stars will not be dimmed by the passage of time, and the heroes will not be forgotten by the vicissitudes of the years. Although you have not left your name, you can only spend spring, summer, autumn and winter in a certain corner of the world, but the world is remembering you. Your stories are eulogized. You exchanged your blood for our peace and security, and your lives won us a future and hope. The lights all over the river are lit for you, and the dawn is when the smoke clears!"

Yuan Fan softly recited the words of offering sacrifices to the unknown hero, and slowly walked up to Cannian, who was still standing proudly.

"It's passed."

Conscious Cannian also drew an expression on his face at this moment, a pair of clear eyes on his resolute face seemed to look at Yuan Fan through endless time.

The vicissitudes of life are in the past, and the dust in the East China Sea has been shorted.

Baiyun Canggou has no trace to find, thousands of rivers and mountains are waiting for people to come.

The woman behind the man tugged at the hem of the man's clothes, and both of them had relieved smiles on their faces at the same time.

"All the great rivers and mountains belong to you, and you will not be able to return to the suffering of the past. If there is a reunion in the next life, there will be no need for a glass of booze..."

The man's laughing words came to his ears, Yuan Fan raised his hand to give him a high-five.

It's just that at the moment of contact, Yuan Fan performed the transformation again, and Qian Yue was inexplicably pulled to meet the man's palm.

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The eulogy in the article was changed from the ode when the relics of the volunteer soldiers who resisted the U.S. aggression and aided Korea returned home