Three thousand years later, Jin'ao Island.

Haoran and Zixin gathered together and sat in front of a small low table. On the table were several brushes and a large palette. There were colorful paints on it, and there were a few stones on hand.

"This is not bad." Zi Xin looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "Let me draw you a picture..."

Haoran took a pen to draw Zi Xin. Zi Xin couldn't even laugh or cry. He was left to make trouble, like a cat with a colorful face.

"You're back? Xiaohei!" Haoran threw the pen and shouted: "Come here."

Qilin asked uneasily: "Uncle, Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

Zixin raised his head and said, "I'll give you a few of the stones I picked up from the painting of Chibi."

Qilin said: "Oh, thank you. How many have you picked? Why haven't you finished painting for so long?"

Haoran said in astonishment: "We just came back from Chibi yesterday morning. Have you forgotten? The entrances and exits are all at the time of the present world."

The corner of Qilin's mouth twitched: "Then... I wrote so many letters... did they all come at the same time?"

Zi Xin smiled and said: "You just left a few days ago, and letters came like a snowflake. Grand Master was so frightened by you that he was busy with this and that. He was busy for five or six days and didn't even care about food.

We went to eat... Went to Chibi once, and then to Chang'an..."

Haoran frowned, and Zixin realized that he had said something wrong, so he smiled and said, "Master Tai just came back and is taking a nap."

"Oh." Qilin nodded, turned around and walked along the archway towards the artifact altar on the back hill of Jin'ao Island.

Haoran said: "Don't you go to Biyou Palace to see the leader? Your master is waiting. He didn't take a nap."

Qilin said: "I...have something else to do, please wait."

Qilin arrived at the artifact altar of Jin'ao Island. The Haotian Pagoda was taken away by Tongtian Cult Leader to make the Samsara Gate, leaving the axe, pot, harp and tripod suspended on the stone pillars.

Qilin looked around and reached out to take down the demon refining pot.

The cauldron surrounded the ancient inscriptions and glowed with green light. Qilin closed his eyes and murmured: "Please borrow the power of the demon refining pot and sacrifice the Qilin inner elixir to destroy my unicorn horns and lin scales and disperse them to create the world.

The Soul of the Star."

The demon refining pot buzzed, and a majestic blue light erupted from the cauldron's mouth, enveloping Qilin's body. Qilin's whole body trembled violently, and he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

A painful roar sounded from the back mountain, instantly alarming all the immortals on Jin'ao Island.

The black unicorn transformed into its prototype in the green light, its dragon scales stood up, and were torn off piece by piece by the power of the artifact, filled with golden blood.

The unicorn's horns were broken, and blood gushed out from all over its body.

The sky and the earth wailed, and in the Golden Ao Pond in the center of the island, there was a long and distant cry, and a huge Ao's head poked out of the pond.

"What's going on? Master Tongtian!" As soon as Juao opened his mouth, a sound like thunder spread across the island.

Wen Zhong roared: "Xiao Hei! What are you doing!"

The radiance of the Kirin's inner elixir was flowing, and just when it was about to collapse, a whip came across the void and struck hard, sending the Kirin flying straight out and falling to the ground.

Qilin couldn't help but twitch, his whole body spasmed, and a golden blood trail was drawn out.

Leader Tongtian, who had just woken up from his nap, hurried over, picked up Qilin, and sighed: "Why bother? Why didn't you say anything when you came back?"

Wen Zhong said angrily: "You are always used to him! You are used to him being so virtuous!"

Tongtian said: "That's all...heal the injury first."

Wen Zhong was so angry that he was shaking all over. He strode to Tongtian and said, "My disciple, I'm here to teach you. If you continue to behave like this, you will get into trouble sooner or later!"

"Take him to face the wall!" Wen Zhong shouted.

Qilin was locked up in a small dark room.

Qilin recovered his body, and the scars on his body healed. He lay quietly on his side on the ground of the small dark room, facing the wall. Wen Zhong came many times, and each time he was sternly reprimanded.

Wen Zhong roared angrily: "You don't want to live anymore?! You want to destroy the inner alchemy?! You want to be a mortal?! You want to accompany that man named Lu Fengxian?! I'm going to kill him right now!"

Qilin didn't say a word.

Zi Xin said outside the door: "Junior brother, why do you do such a thing?"

Qilin said: "I want to... be with him... to be reincarnated together... to be mortals together... to grow old together and die together..."

Haoran opened the door and sighed: "Although you have the power of Hunyuan when the world first opened, how can it be so easy to melt away as soon as you say it? There are rules for the creation of all things, and it has been since the creation of the world by Pangu.

Everyone has their own responsibilities. No matter who the innate Hunyuan Qi is in, they cannot be withdrawn again at will, otherwise it will cause turmoil in the world. Even if you withdraw even a tiny bit, it will destabilize the three realms."

Qilin said nothing.

Haoran said: "What if you all reincarnate and forget each other and never meet?"

Qilin replied: "You can come to me."

"He has no one but me. I still have a master, a great master. I have been reincarnated. You will come to me, and I will go to him again..."

Zi Xin said: "Come out now. Facing the wall is over."

Qilin said: "Let me go back, uncle, you can open another Xuanmen and let me go back."

Haoran hesitated to speak, and Qilin said pitifully: "I'll go back and take a look. I'll come back when he's dead, okay? It won't take half a day with you anyway."

Haoran pushed his palm flat, the bell buzzed, the void opened, and the Eternal Mysterious Gate appeared.

Qilin didn't hesitate any longer and jumped into Xuanmen.

The turbulence of time and space criss-crossed, and the unicorn flew against the current to the time coordinate point of the twelfth year of Jian'an, where it was pitch black.

"Why is it gone?" Qilin said in disbelief: "Where is the exit?!"

Qilin turned around and looked around. The Six Soul Flag rushed forward and shouted: "Why is it gone! Where is the exit?!"

Qilin hit the void wildly and shouted in despair: "Where is the exit--!"

"The exit is sealed." Wen Zhong chased into the time tunnel and said in a deep voice: "You haven't fooled around enough!"

Qilin's breath was suffocated, and Wen Zhong said angrily: "We raised you, but you don't even want to be a disciple anymore! You just plan to waste away there and never come back?! Are you still my disciple?!"

Qilin sniffed and his eyes turned red. Wen Zhong immediately changed his words and said, "Master has thought of a new way for you... We can still meet."

Qilin: "He will no longer be him after reincarnation! The memory is gone!"

Wen Zhong: "..."

Qilin took a deep breath, finished brewing, and was about to burst into tears when Wen Zhong immediately said: "There is an exit there! The one opened by the leader has not been sealed. Let's go and take a look first?"

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With tears streaming down his face, Qilin floated to another Xuanmen not far away and stepped out.

In the spring of the 20th year of Yong'an, in Chang'an City, the grass is green every year, and the spring breeze blows again.

When Qilin stepped out of Xuanmen, the first thing he saw was the door of Lu Bu's tomb, which read: The God of Strength, King Benevolence, Lu Bu.

Like a thunder strike, Qilin's mind went blank for a moment.

Wen Zhongdao: "Go back."

Qilin murmured: "Let me go for a walk...I...how many years will it be?"

Qilin looked outside the tomb for a while: "It's been too long... When was this?"

Qilin turned around like he was sleepwalking and left the tombstone, muttering: "I saw it wrong, go and look elsewhere..."

West Campus, in front of Wanming Monument.

Liu Hui bowed and placed a small flower under the monument. When he looked up, he found Qilin watching blankly not far away.

Liu Hui nodded, and Qilin also nodded blankly.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Qilin asked. He stared at Liu Hui with fascination. That nose, eyebrows, and lips seemed vaguely that of a familiar person.

Only the beautiful eyes made Qilin not want to look directly, but the hawk-like sharp look in them made him not want to look away.

Liu Hui replied: "I'm here to put a flower for someone. Some people come here every year and put a small flower under the stone monument. I don't know what the use is."

Qilin said: "This is the name of a soldier who died in the Liangzhou Camp when he unified the world. In the past, the military advisor of the Liangzhou Camp left a flower here, and it was imitated."

Liu Hui nodded in understanding and asked politely: "Where are you from, sir?"

Qilin replied: "Come from the same place."

Liu Hui breathed a sigh of relief: "I forgot... I have never heard of any military advisor. Maybe it has been too many years."

A person following Liu Hui, who was obviously a veteran of the Liangzhou Camp, said: "The military advisor of the Liangzhou Camp... Your Majesty, I always remember it..."

Liu Hui said lightly: "Uncle Wu, do you still remember?"

The man squinted his eyes and did not notice Qilin. He turned to the stone tablet and said, "Of course I remember... I have been a diligent worker under the Marquis for many years..."

"The military advisor of Liangzhou Camp is a myth. He was there when my lord killed the Dong thief."

"The military advisor took us to Liangzhou to find a new world. Only then can my lord make a fortune by selling wine, iron, and recruiting troops."

"The military advisor pacified the three cities of Xiliang and rescued the lord in the snow... After the Battle of Guandu, he wiped out Yuan Shu and captured our capital... Chang'an."

"The military advisor led us and allied with Jiangdong to block an army of 800,000 men and beat Cao Cao to the point of losing his armor. Then he sent his army westward and destroyed Liu Bei and Emperor Liu's uncle."

"The military advisor led us to capture Yecheng, and His Majesty returned safely."
To be continued...