After everything finally left, Jiang Hao was silent for a long time.
He still couldn't figure out how the other party found him.
But it doesn't matter anymore, the deal is done.
Just wait for subsequent implementation.
However, he still doesn't know how tempting it is to have the final thing in all things to make the Dragon Clan really go there.
After sighing with emotion, Jiang Hao calmed down and waited for the coming of the great age when the Dragon Clan returns.
It's still a long time from now, so don't worry about it for now.
Just keep going your own way.
"I hope I won't be disturbed again later."
Jiang Hao muttered silently to himself.
The next day.
Jiang Hao walked outside the city gate and found that the sky was covered with dark clouds.
"The weather is bad today." He sighed.
"It's going to rain." Hong Yuye said.
Sure enough, the next moment there was a thunderstorm and a violent storm.
Big raindrops poured down.
Jiang Hao could only drive away.
But after a while, he climbed over a mountain.
The sun is shining brightly here, surprisingly.
Jiang Hao looked up at the dazzling sunlight.
Fell into deep thought.
It turns out that the weather is just like people, separated by a mountain, there are two days of ice and fire.
Faced with such a thing, Jiang Hao had no intention of rushing and just looked at the sky.
He didn't understand, and his previous doubts made him even more confused.
People from the same background, same knowledge, and same hard work.
But once you make different choices, your future achievements will be very different.
Not only people are like this, but all living things cannot escape this kind of thing.
Even the sky is the same. The same sky has completely different scenery.
For a moment Jiang Hao got off the carriage and stood on the ground.
He walked straight on the road, and when he encountered a fork in the road, he stopped and thought deeply.
These are two ways.
If he chooses a different path now, will it be the same in the future?
Jiang Hao doesn't have the answer to this question, but looking back on the past, every choice he makes may bring different changes to himself.
If he doesn't hold back when being bullied, he will be easily targeted.
If they were not eliminated secretly, the future would not be so smooth.
So are there people in the world who are like him, but made different choices? Will their final achievements be higher than him or weaker than him?
Or is it still alive?
As various thoughts arose, Jiang Hao looked at the sky and fell into confusion.
In just an instant, an aura of chaos appeared on his body, and the celestial being left by Shang An began to manifest, slowly covering him.
He seemed to be trying his best to answer his question.
Jiang Hao felt like he was falling into an endless abyss, unable to see the road or the light.
The heavy rain coming from behind was coming this way, but it reached the sky above Jiang Hao in a few breaths.
Heavy rain poured down.
Just when he was about to get wet, an oil-paper umbrella was held up to protect him from the heavy rain.
Hong Yuye didn't know when she stood beside Jiang Hao. She held an umbrella and stood together in the rain.
It rained heavily for three days and three nights, Jiang Hao didn't wake up, and Hong Yuye never left.
When the sun shines again, the umbrella is still open.
Spring passes and autumn comes.
The sky is full of fallen leaves, but the oil-paper umbrella is still held up.
In winter, heavy snow falls, and the mountains are covered with white snow.
There was no snow on Jiang Hao's body, and the oil-paper umbrella was clearly on his head.
Day and night alternate, the seasons change, year after year.
Three years later.
Ninth year.
Sixty-three years old.
April day.
The breeze blows gently, and the vegetation comes to life.
The surrounding roads had not been traveled for a long time, and the weeds were already knee-high.
But Jiang Hao still had the oil-paper umbrella hanging over his head.
Hong Yuye stood by his side and never left.
At this time, Jiang Hao was walking in endless darkness.
He felt that he would be able to find the answer as long as he found a way out, but he didn't know how long he had been walking without making any progress, as if he was standing still.
So is it the wrong direction?
Jiang Hao stopped walking. He suddenly felt that sometimes there was no way to find the answer.
He stayed for a long time.
A little bit of starlight appeared around it and began to surge.
Faintly visible.
It will appear at any time and disappear at any time.
At this time Jiang Hao opened his eyes and the starlight disappeared.
Close your eyes and the stars reappear. They are like the answer. When you want to chase, you can't find the way. When you are no longer obsessed, they are with you.
"Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries."
Jiang Hao stretched out his hand and had a clear understanding in his heart.
At this moment, the stars flowed and gathered in his hands.
Then he gently threw it up, and in an instant the starlight turned into huge doors.
Jiang Hao closed his eyes tightly and walked in.
For a moment, he felt like he was surrounded by endless starlight.
The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
What he saw was no longer darkness, but a road covered with weeds.
He spoke slowly: "Always have no desire to observe its wonderfulness, and always have desire to observe its beauty."
When he falls into the ethereal state, he can peer into the mysteries of the great road.
When he stands on the earth, he must look for clues to the great road from the changes between heaven and earth and the experience of all things.
In this way, you can enter the ethereal world and explore the mysteries of Tao.
This is the door to all wonders.
He went in, but couldn't come out.
At this time, Jiang Hao looked down at the disappeared road and sighed:
"The road disappeared. This road is really difficult."
He realized something, but failed to find his own way.
"It took three years to realize that the way out has disappeared?" Hong Yuye's voice came from behind.
Jiang Hao turned around and looked.
I found that the latter was slowly closing the umbrella.
He glanced at Hong Yuye's feet. There were already overgrown weeds, except where she stepped.
Looking at the oil-paper umbrella that has withstood the wind and frost, I can’t help but sigh, this is a good umbrella.
Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I have disappointed my seniors, let's move on."
Saying this, he walked out in one step.
In an instant, immortality burst out.
The mysterious meaning extends from the feet.
Roads that were previously covered in weeds reappeared.
Hundreds of flowers are blooming all around, and there is a special charm on them, which is mysterious and mysterious.
Hong Yuye looked at this road, his eyebrows lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The oil-paper umbrella had already been taken over by Jiang Hao, and the two of them continued walking overseas.
The carriage has disappeared.
In the second year, the spirit beast dragged the carriage away.
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overseas.
Mu Longyu frowned.
At this time, he was standing on the water column.
The Eleven Heavenly Kings opened the meeting again.
There is only one thing they have discussed over the years, and that is the preparation to become an immortal.
They have done a lot of preparations and inspections on three levels, inside and outside, just to be sure.
Even if others have the intention to stop it, with the eleven of them working together, very few can destroy it.
As for what will happen on the day he becomes an immortal, it is unknown.
But we still made various preparations and cooperated with many people, just to prevent the destruction from the outside world.
"There are six years left." Mu Longyu looked at everyone and said, "Are you ready?"
When I came back, I had twenty-four years left, and now I only have the last six years.
Time is getting tighter and tighter, so they have to be nervous.
"Where has Hai Luo recovered?" Meng Lanling asked.
"It's not impossible for him to reach the first level of immortality in six years, but it's not easy." Mu Longyu lowered his eyebrows and said:
"This is still the result of the Saint Thief's exhaustion. According to them, he will have to use unconventional means later.
"Heiro agreed."
"Will it fail?" Momoxiu asked.
"It's possible, but Hailuo said he's fine." Mu Longyu sighed.
Time is so tight and everyone is betting.
After all, no one knows whether the last person will appear, and they are not sure whether it is really possible.
But this is their only hope.
So far they are still looking for other ways, but have no clue.
If it works, why do they need to rely on others?
"The Saint Thief's people are a little strange." came a low voice.
Others lowered their eyebrows, yes, the Holy Thief is strange.
They were extremely dedicated to restoring Hai Luo.
It seems that it is not others but them who want to attack the fairyland.
Such strangeness naturally made them wary, and they also investigated secretly.
But I don't have any clue.
Judging from numerous signs, the Holy Thief is really wholeheartedly helping Hailuo, without any selfish motives or anything else.
How can this be normal?
"Is it possible that it's because of the person who wants to become an immortal?" asked another female heavenly king.
"But who would ask them to help? Or would becoming an immortal be of great help to them?" Meng Lanling asked.
As he spoke, he looked at Tao Muxiu.
So does everyone.
Tao Muxiu chuckled: "I just heard it, so it may not be accurate."
Everyone waited quietly for his next words.
"It has never happened before that the Twelve Heavenly Kings became immortals. This is a step of the times.
"Nowadays, everyone knows that the great age is coming, but no one knows how it will come.
"Some people feel that perhaps a stimulus is needed, something unprecedented to stimulate the era.
"To kick off the follow-up." Tao Muxiu said in a low voice: "Everyone knows what the Saint Thief is doing, so this matter is extremely important to them.
"So they are wholeheartedly helping, maybe there is a reason for this."
Everyone was silent. If this was really the case, it would be even harder for them to become immortals.
Because they will be the vanguard to break through the last layer of obstacles.
This pressure is not simple at all.
"Everything else is almost ready. Now we just need Hailuo. When will that person show up?" came a low voice.
Hearing this, Mu Longyu shook his head: "Not sure, there is no news."
"Where's the person who gave you the news?"
"I don't know where I went."
Everyone was a little helpless, but they could only wait.
Now that things have come to this, all we can do is wait.
the second year.
There are still five years to go.
The twelve heavenly kings gathered together again.
One of the questions they asked was what level of cultivation Hailuo had.
"Second level of immortality."
The third year.
Four more years to go.
They gathered again.
And this time, Hero reached the fourth level of immortality.
fourth year.
Three years to go.
Mu Longyu told everyone that Hailuo was going to start the final attempt and let everyone be mentally prepared.
fifth year.
There are still the last two years.
Bad news came from Mu Long Yu, although Hai Luo broke through to the sixth level of immortality.
But the breath is unstable.
He may go crazy at any time and is in urgent need of Tianxuan Divine Pill.
Otherwise, all the efforts will be in vain.
same year.
Mu Longyu asked for the Tianxuan Divine Pill from Mr. Tao of Tianxialou, and all the twelve heavenly kings paid a price.
Sixth year.
the last year.
Hailuo arrived at the eighth level of Dengxian and began to sprint to the Dengxian platform.
The edge of the sea.
Jiang Hao stood there and stared for a long time. He had just woken up.
"The time is actually coming."
Now he has been away for fifteen years.
Sixty-nine years old.
It's raining heavily now.
March day.
The moment he saw the sea, he felt the vastness of the world and the new road.
There was a great conflict between the changes in the mountains, rivers and sea, which made him understand once again the difference and vastness of the world.
So I gained a new understanding.
This realization took one year.
Just woke up now.
When he was fifty, he had twenty-four years.
He is now sixty-nine, and there are still seven years left.
The extra ones are due to the imprints of mountains and seas.
"Aren't you going to move on?" Hong Yuye asked.
Jiang Hao looked at the endless sea ahead and said, "After walking in, is there no way back?"
"Afraid?" Hong Yuye asked.
Jiang Hao smiled and said truthfully: "Yes, I am just an ordinary person, how can I not be afraid of death?
"Since I was born, I have never thought about achieving a career.
"I just want to live a good life."
"Now?" Hong Yuye asked as he put away his oil-paper umbrella.
"Yes." Jiang Hao nodded: "The younger generation has never had great ambitions, nor has he ever thought that he is the genius of the times. The reason why he became a soul at such a young age.
"It's not talent, it's luck.
"If this luck were given to others, they might be better than me.
"Maybe he won't be trapped in the sect, maybe he has already become famous at home and abroad, maybe he has already reached the top of the clouds, maybe he will become the protagonist of the era.
"But juniors can't.
"This junior wants to live and doesn't want to take risks."
After the words fell, Jiang Hao stepped out into the endless sea.
Heading towards this road of no return.
"Why go forward if you are afraid?" Hong Yuye followed him.
Jiang Hao sighed softly: "Senior, have you ever heard of that sentence?"
"What?" Hongyuye asked.
"Live to die." Jiang Hao looked ahead, with only determination in his eyes.
It's not that he is fearless, it's just that this is the only option.
In this case, we cannot be timid.
He could feel the weakness of the merit cauldron, and he also saw the chaos in the south along the way.
Very messy.
All major sects are running around.
This is true in the south, and it should be true in other places as well.
And there was nothing he could do.
In addition, he saw Chu Chuan on the way and did not go over to meet him.
Just watching him fight with something crawling out of the ground.
In three months, he came close to death several times, but he survived every time.
Jiang Hao didn't take action, just watched.
This is Chu Chuan's path, his lofty ideal, which is almost impossible to realize.
But there is still a slight chance, and I can't help him at this time.
Only by enduring hardship can he accomplish what he most wants to do.
Hong Yuye asked what Chu Chuan will do in the future.
Jiang Hao replied that he wanted to pull Tiandao Ji Zhu down from the altar.
Hong Yuye did not say whether it would be successful, but just asked: "Because of love?"
Jiang Hao shook his head, it probably wasn't love.
"What's your talent?" Hong Yuye asked on the sea.
"Absolutely." Jiang Hao thought for a moment and said, "There are many people with my talent."
"Really?" Hong Yuye said softly.
She looked at the figure in front of her with her eyebrows lowered and said nothing. In her eyes, she could clearly see the fairy spirit in the other person.
This kind of meaning is like the breath that is about to move.
No less generous than an immortal.
If he had been given another twenty years to continue his enlightenment, perhaps
Hong Yuye lowered his eyebrows and just followed the other person.
Go overseas.
This road is the final road to immortality.
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