Woo ~

The cold wind blew away the night fog.

On the endless wilderness outside Dingtian City, the grass rustled and undulated, showing the tombs inside, which were particularly desolate with the swaying of branches.

Huh ~

In the bleak cold wind, Yuan Duxiu walked step by step into the wilderness.

In 1,800 years, the vast sea can be transformed into mulberry fields, but the wilderness everywhere in this grave is still the same as before, as if it is unchanged.

“It’s been one thousand eight hundred years…”

Walking in the wilderness, Yuan Duxiu felt feelings.

For nearly two thousand years, Dingtian City and even Tianding Kingdom have lost many familiar faces.

The only thing he cares about in this world seems to be this tomb in the wilderness.

"I have been together for nearly two thousand years and have gained a lot from your place. Now it seems that it is finally time to part..."

Suddenly, the voice of Mu Longcheng sounded in Yuan Duxiu's heart.

Who can be ruthless without plants and trees?

Mu Longcheng is just a weak emotional person, not a ruthless person. After spending nearly two thousand years together, he finally has a friendship.

"respectively?"

Yuan Duxiu frowned slightly.

"You have practiced the Heart Sacred Technique of Four Tribulations of All Laws. Although you went astray and could even be said to be completely different, it also gave me a lot of inspiration."

Mu Longcheng sighed lightly:

"It depends on yourself in the future. Fortunately, you have grown up, so I don't need to worry about it."

"Yuan Duxiu will never forget the kindness of the teacher."

Yuan Duxiu was reluctant to leave, but he still said goodbye to the teacher calmly.

But I had already seen the white-haired Taoist standing in front of the tomb in the distance, and the burly and giant Zhu Dahai.

This day, I had already foreseeed it.

"Yes, it's time to leave."

Mu Longcheng whispered, and suddenly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into An Qisheng's body in a slight trembling body.

"teacher......"

Yuan Duxiu took a deep breath and calmed down: "Teacher?"

He had already guessed the origin of the teacher. Although he was reluctant to leave this scene, he was not too shocked.

“He’s very good.”

An Qisheng turned around and looked at Yuan Duxiu: "This place is the place where you and I first met. When we meet here before we part, it can be considered as a beginning and an end."

There is a beginning and an end...

Looking at the white-haired Taoist in front of him, Yuan Duxiu couldn't help but recall more than a thousand years ago.

On the same night when the waning moon was hanging high, I was killed by the martial arts, my arms, my family was destroyed, and I knelt in front of the straw mat and cried loudly, feeling as if I was ashamed.

In a flash, nearly two thousand years have passed.

All kinds of thoughts floated in my mind. Yuan Duxiu stopped for a long time, but his heart still couldn't help but ripples, and his tone was also complicated:

"What should I call you now?"

"How to call me, I am always me. You can call me Yuanyang or younger brother."

Speaking of this, An Qisheng paused slightly:

"If you ask for your name, my surname is An, An Qisheng."

"An Qisheng."

Yuan Duxiu chewed the name, imprinted it deeply in his heart, restrained his thoughts, and said seriously: "It's more convenient for Yuanyang."

"That's up to you."

An Qisheng smiled, not caring about it.

He didn't speak, and Yuan Duxiu was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to speak. He clearly had thousands of doubts in his heart and wanted to ask, but he couldn't say it.

It was still An Qisheng who spoke and broke the deadlock: "I'm leaving."

“Where to go?”

Yuan Duxiu came back to his senses and felt a hint of reluctance in his heart: "Do you want to go back to where you came?"

"good."

An Qisheng nodded.

"Are you here to say goodbye?" Yuan Duxiu looked calm, but his mood no longer appeared on his face.

"It's not just for farewell."

An Qisheng glanced at the silly big man beside him and the golden-winged roc lying in his ear:

"I want to hand them over to you too."

It is not omnipotent to dream of a dream, but it is not equal to dreaming of eternity.

He dreamed of eternity and was difficult to truly get to know the existence of that period of time, but the Supreme is the exception. These Supremes are branded on the heart of heaven, and their traces last forever.

And at the end of their lives, they can capture the breath of the long river of time to explore the past and the future.

Rooted in these two points, he can see the emperors in his dreams.

But Yan Kuangtu is not the supreme. His traces are too scattered in the world. Even for nearly two thousand years, it is difficult to find the memories of Yan Kuangtutu.

But it has an effect in the end. Perhaps in the future when the emperors return, it has a time to find its own imprint and memory.

"master?"

Zhu Dahai was a little stunned and asked in a hunched voice: "Do you want me?"

An Qisheng didn't answer, but just looked at Yuan Duxiu indifferently.

"Leave it to me?"

Yuan Duxiu was a little surprised.

Everything that manifested on the divine court was far more shocking than he was at this time. It seemed unnecessary to hand it over to himself.

"In the near future, the world will change drastically. That is a real big change. At that time, the world may be in chaos. I hope you can do a few things for me."

An Qisheng admitted his intention to come frankly, without any concealment: "This matter is not easy, and if there is any mistake, you may be in danger of death."

"A big change?"

Yuan Duxiu's heart moved, and he also felt the breath of the long river of time before.

An Qisheng did not hide it, and told all the things that happened Yu Yuan Duxiu.

"The emperors are back?"

Yuan Duxiu was a little scared.

When a former enlightened man came to this era, wouldn’t the future path of supreme be unprecedentedly terrifying?

"I can't know exactly what will happen, but there may be pros and cons of this matter."

An Qisheng glanced at Yuan Duxiu.

"I promise you."

Yuan Duxiu agreed without thinking, and simply surprised Zhu Dahai and even himself.

His expression was a bit weird and complicated.

Since 1,800 years ago, I seem to have been waiting for this day, eager for his request...

"I set up a divine court, but there are no creatures in it. The aura of creatures contained in the temple of the gods is not a real creature, nor a god, it is an analogy to the person..."

An Qisheng seemed to have known that Yuan Duxiu would not refuse, so he directly said what he wanted him to do.

"What I worry about is not the emperors, nor is it the heavenly demon, but something that I find difficult to make a conclusion at this time..."

An Qisheng thought for a moment and said:

"I want you to take charge of the Divine Court and be the 'Yuanyang'!"

"Be Yuanyang..."

Yuan Duxiu was shocked and then smiled bitterly: "I may not be able to do what you can do..."

More than just not necessarily?

It is almost certainly impossible to do it!
To be continued...