After hearing Qiongtian's description, Chen Fan felt unclear.
He has resisted all his life, but in the end it was because of such resistance that he embarked on a path of fate.
It is hard to imagine what kind of mood Chen Fan is now. For the first time in his life, he is a little confused.
In mid-air, a burst of golden light suddenly fell.
Countless clouds turned into a ladder and appeared in front of Chen Fan.
This is the end of the battle for the world, and only those who win the championship can embark on the road to immortality.
This was originally a reward for Jiezi, but in Chen Fan's eyes, it was so ironic.
Everyone knows that they want to be happy, but if they find it in the end, they are only given by others. The so-called freedom is like a mirrored flower, and I don't know how it feels in my heart.
Chen Fan suddenly felt a sense of depression. He wanted to escape from everything in front of him, and say goodbye to what prophecies and the general trend of the world in ancient times.
He just wanted to be an ordinary person from now on.
Facing the gleaming golden road in front of him, Chen Fan looked at Yu Chunfeng.
"I know, you have always wanted to finally embark on this path, come on."
The sudden words made Yu Chunfeng stunned.
He looked at Chen Fan incredulously, and after a long time he fumbled: "This... was originally something you won."
Chen Fan slowly shook his head, with a complex color between his eyebrows: "All I want is to be an ordinary person and live with my children and wife at ease."
"Rather than being involved in the general trend of the world at this moment, and in the ancient mysteries."
Chen Fan found the body of cholera and took away the other's storage bag.
Then he left without looking back.
Only one Yu Chunfeng, who was secretly calm, stood in place.
Gradually, Chen Fan's figure disappeared from his eyes, and Yu Chunfeng finally tried to move his steps a bit, one step closer to waiting for the sky.
Taking steps in this scene, Yu Chunfeng felt as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Looking back at the direction of Chen Fan's disappearance again, he seemed to have finally made up his mind and rushed towards Dengxian Road!
Finally, the picture he dreamed of was right in front of him, and Yu Chunfeng even reached out his hand to touch the edge of Dengxian Road.
It started with a slight cold, even with a touch of tingling.
But this sting, in Chunfeng's view, is so real.
He couldn't wait to set foot on this road and climbed several steps.
But suddenly, Yu Chunfeng suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chen Fan, who had already gone a long way.
He suddenly felt a little unwilling. Everything he expected was ultimately obtained by the charity of others, which caused Yu Chunfeng's self-esteem to be greatly affected.
He was a little at a loss, facing Chen Fan's lonely, bleak figure in the distance.
And the indifferent giving up on Dengxian Road easily, Yu Chunfeng lowered his head again.
He knew that the gap between himself and Chen Fan would be infinitely widened from then on.
However, he wants to go to the immortal world, wants to obtain a higher level of cultivation, what's wrong with this?
He is just not as strong as Chen Fan, nor as knowledgeable as Chen Fan.
Does this mean that Yu Chunfeng must be Chen Fancha?
"call……"
Taking a breath, Yu Chunfeng finally figured out everything, and looked at Chen Fan's back for the last time and bowed his fist, only listening to him muttering to himself.
"Farewell today, I don't know when others will meet, but on the day of meeting, I will definitely beat you!"
With infinite determination in his heart, this time Yu Chunfeng's steps were no longer brisk, but full of hope and ideals.
Chen Fan didn't know that today was just a random move, how much influence it would have on Yu Chunfeng in the future.
But isn't life like that.
If everyone can predict the future, what is the meaning of life?