As Time Goes By, I Wish You and I Peace

When I think about reincarnation, I feel sad for this day and this place. Taigu lost and lost all its people; The War Emperor lost, and he lost the one he loved; Fourteen lost and lost his life; Wuji lost, lost his friends, lost his relationship... Has anyone ever won, yes, but without exception, what is won is at most one battle, and what is lost is indeed the entire war. The War Emperor won, he won his wish to see the War Concubine one last time, but in the end he lost to the War Clan; Lucifer won his dignity, but lost his life; Fazu won the chess match with Sirlo, but lost the entire Taikoo... Everyone is the same. Even if some wishes come true occasionally, the price is so painful. Have you ever remembered the water prison in the devil world, the bones on the ground, the unyielding shouts, and the homesick sighs? Have you ever remembered that Master Wuji was innocent and innocent, and his son died at the hands of others, which is not a tragedy; Have you ever remembered that Senior Jian never returned home, only to protect his people? Have you ever remembered that the guardian clan appears, but it means destruction; Have you ever remembered that the Eternal War Emperor, in order to resurrect his beloved, only received a farewell sentence? I still remember that Chi Shang knocked on his teacher three times, and Wuji felt as sad as frost and snow; I still remember the self-destructions in the void... Too many regrets, pieced together into pieces The three masters of the Sword Domain were like brothers. They left and returned. What they were waiting for was a great battle, a world-wide attack, and a world-wide defense. The price paid was the price of being shattered into pieces. But watching them leave, Wuji could do nothing. The controller, Ying Huo, was born when the Ying Huo star appeared. Ying Huo was originally an ominous sign, so his parents died tragically when he was born. Later, he implemented a blood-killing policy and his hands were bloody. But is this really his fault? Everyone has their own way of struggling As for the demon ancestor Chi You, no matter how many people he killed before, he still put himself in the perspective of a human being in the end. However, those who are only passionate are omnipotent, indestructible in everything, and established in everything. However, those who only love themselves have no self. Therefore, the first person in Beihai couldn't break through, and he went crazy. The War Emperor couldn't break through, and was wiped out in ashes. The White Tiger Supreme couldn't break through, and it was a bad fate... But what about Wuji? But I can't even have love. It's not that I don't deserve it, it's that I don't dare. The responsibility is too heavy, and maybe nothing will be left after the promise. So instead of turning him into a sword, it's better to give up. Reincarnation is the most ruthless. The thought of reincarnation hurts everyone. A thought arises, asking in the void to find a thread, spreading gossip, exhausting all variables, man wins over nature. The coming of natural life is indeed based on the total death of the ancient times. How much meaning does it still have? Even if there is a new ancient time later, will it still be the same? Everyone in Ascension is so admirable and so miserable. Whether they are good or evil, in the end I no longer care that much. Everyone is fighting hard, even if their dreams are still broken in the end. Sillo's clone has been living in a dream spun by others all his life. Lucifer used his life to fight against the injustice of fate. The fourteen gods were crowned as kings of gods, but they still disappeared...

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I can't forget when I was in school, I tore the pirated book of Zhu Xian into pieces and passed them around page by page, and I can't forget the scene when the whole class scolded Baguio when he died. Nine Netherworld spirits, gods and demons in the heavens, Use my blood and body as a sacrifice. Three lives and seven lives, forever falling into Yama, Just for love, no regrets even if I die.

I knew he had finished the book, and then he read it in the dark for several days. The founder of Jiading style. Ps: The book has been adapted into a TV series, but I gave up after watching it for a few minutes. Negative review 1 It seems to be too different from the original work. 2 Female characters ruin my impression

I can only recommend it to Xiaobai Liu. I remember it deeply but I don't know how to express it...

Ergen is a masterpiece. In that year, we saw that his writing was still a bit immature. In that year, we were worried about the characters in the book countless times. In that year... This book is heart-wrenching, but it is worth tormenting you once. The rain blows with the wind and merges into the melancholy water Hengyue has fallen red and people are haggard Destined to follow your reincarnation Xiu Mohai's tears of love fall without regret I don't want the memories to disappear before my eyes The right hand holds tightly the long hundred years, and the loneliness follows The rivers and lakes forget each other, the stars are like tears and the moon is like eyebrows Who are you doing in this life? Life and death are drunk together Even if the stars fall and the clouds disperse, I will never regret having loved you. Even if fate is gone and love is broken, we will still be together in the next life. Even if the immortal is destroyed and transformed into a Taoist, even if my dreams turn to ashes several times, I still can't stop me from going against the will of heaven a thousand times.

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The early stage of the opening chapter was so funny that it was slow to warm up, and I can't forget the tears in my eyes. Original song: Fairy Sword Asks for Love The gods and demons are inseparable, the cemetery is snowy, and the storms of thousands of years have changed in an instant Vicissitudes of life, separation from others, who will lead the way to war? The light is flowing, the people are lingering, hate sleepless nights Pulling the divine bow, holding the long sword, sleepless at night The ground is covered with wounds, dust is flying, the hero is angry and beautiful. Looking back and smiling, how could I know that his kindness and resentment were all caused by fate? I just wonder when she will return The prosperity is gone, the appearance is old, and the soul of the a cappella singer is immortal. Searching, searching, searching all over the world, I have never seen it before, how can I forget it? The King of Humans is gone, the flags of the ancient world are dancing, the seven absolutes are united, and the clouds in the six realms are moving. Complaining about the six paths of reincarnation, blocking the world and meeting each other wrongly The gathering of heroes, the platform to worship generals, the ups and downs of the devil between heaven and earth Nine turns back, lonely and arrogant, the sorrow of separation appears after defeating the sky In the ancient times, all living beings are in chaos, and the Tao is speechless. Thousands of years of dreams, no matter who thinks about them, there are no words The ground is covered with frost, tears are dried, and the hero's sword saves all the people. He looked back and smiled lightly, but he couldn't believe that everything was in vain, everything was in vain. Little did I know that she would never come back The prosperity is gone, the appearance is old, and there are thousands of heroic souls who cherish life and death. Come and go, travel all over the world, never see me, never forget The game of heaven and earth, commanding the world, chess of life and death, competing among the heroes Sigh that the fighting spirit goes against the will of heaven, ending the destiny of heroes

The huge broken mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth, The dry and hard yellow mud is the blood of the earth, The mountains of corpses are the sorrow of our ancestors. Thousands of years later, the music of harps and harps, and the melodious sounds of silk and bamboo, praise the eternal prosperity of the holy road. Who else remembers that the Suiren clan lit up the future of the human race? How can we forget that Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and buried his bones in a foreign land. Does anyone know that Nuwa wept her blood to mend the sky, and used the essence of flesh and blood to allow our human race to continue to prosper? In the prosperous times, the great road is on the way, and an illusory divine song buries the ancestors' long-lasting achievements. All living beings are like ants, the road is ahead, singing joyful songs forever, not mentioning the inflammation and yellowing. Inexplicably sad. The majestic palace, the majestic giant palace, in front of the column of false gods, the sorrow of the ancestors, the small tablets have long been forgotten, and there is no place for the half-foot-long gods. Do you remember that there is a person named Yanhuang? The hope of your ancestors flows in your blood. Only talking about the great road and prosperous times, the national spirit is buried. The blood of the sky, the essence of the earth, the battle between yin and yang, weeping blood and black yellow. Can the blood and tears of your ancestors move your heart of stone?

The prequel of Zhe Tian. If you have watched Zhe Tian, you must watch Perfect. If you have watched Zhe Tian, you must watch Zhe Tian. Huo Ling'er: You are like a young Kunpeng. Sooner or later, you will flap your wings and fly away into the boundless universe. But I am just a weak bunch of mulberry flowers on the ground, which cannot be separated from the surface. Little Rabbit: "It seems to be communicating with me, saying that there is a person. Stepping over the corpses of all living beings, stepping over the wreckage of all the worlds, walking alone through the dark area, drifting across the boundary sea, resolving the eternal weirdness and ominousness. It is a lonely journey of a person, a bloody battle alone, they want to ask everything about that person..." Shi Hao: If we can't meet again, if the sea turns into mulberry fields, if it's really difficult to see each other, I will change everything and find everything.

This book is the only book in Qidian that has won eight consecutive monthly votes. I think there will never be another book with this honor.

Talking about the fairyland, talking about the heavenly road, ancient battles, all the great emperors have become empty... Looking at the heavenly road, there is a desolate dream, white hair is scattered, the blue sea and sky are withered, the thirty emperors of the ages, how many saints are in the dust... We are the sorrow in other people's stories, like the fallen leaves, drifting in the wind, unable to find the direction. On the road to the Great Emperor, there are our footprints, but they are not in heaven. Only the sad touch of red tells the sorrow of blood. The horse steps on the starry sky, the majestic body, the stunning battle, shoots down the divine moon, breaks the eternal myth, builds a glorious imperial road, and becomes a swan song. That is someone else's glory. Wandering, confused, where are we, struggling, searching, the pile of bones on the imperial road illustrates our desolation.