No matter what happens in the world, as the flowers bloom and fade, the long river of time continues to flow like this.
In a blink of an eye.
Thousands of years have passed since Ye Qingyun and Li Ergou disappeared.
Not a thousand years, but a whole three thousand years.
Of course, for immortals, Buddhas and demons, there is not much difference whether it is one thousand years or three thousand years.
But for mortal beings, the weight of these thousands of years is too heavy.
In three thousand years, many, many things will happen.
Mortal creatures have already gone through several reincarnations of life and death.
In the past three thousand years, everyone in Fuyun Mountain has been busy.
They traveled all over the world and tried their best to let all living beings know about Ye Qingyun's existence and achievements.
The effect is naturally there.
With perseverance, many living beings have gradually begun to get rid of the influence of the chaos law, and realized that Ye Qingyun was not an evil spirit, but a great benefactor who saved the world of nothingness time and time again.
And as the creatures perished and came again, new creatures were born in the realm of nothingness. These new creatures were not affected by the laws of rebellion, so they were more able to accept Ye Qingyun's deeds.
Therefore, for everyone in Fuyun Mountain, as long as they persevere, no matter how deep-rooted the laws of rebellion are, they will be gradually erased by the passage of time.
There are thousands of traces in the world, but only time can dilute them all.
Ni Luan Fa Zhun is no exception.
But even though more and more people know about Ye Qingyun's achievements, Ye Qingyun still has not returned.
Everyone in Fuyun Mountain didn't know whether this method would work, but they had no choice.
I can only keep going like this.
...
On Fuyun Mountain.
Everything is not much different from three thousand years ago.
It's just that the vegetation on the mountain is much more lush, and there are more strange animals.
Whether it's Ye Qingyun's vegetable garden or the areas where chickens, ducks and pigs are raised, they are all kept in order.
Even though three thousand years have passed, there are no signs of disarray and decay.
This is all due to the Liu sisters, Wei Changhuan, Beiming Goddess and others who take care of Fuyun Mountain.
According to the Liu sisters, their abilities are limited and they cannot travel all over the world to let the world know about Ye Qingyun's existence like others.
So the Liu sisters have to do what they can.
That means taking good care of Fuyun Mountain.
But these three thousand years are indeed very long for the Liu sisters and others.
Fuyun Mountain is missing Ye Qingyun and Da Mao, as well as the usual crowd, and it always feels very deserted and lonely.
"I wonder when Young Master and Senior Da Mao will be able to come back?"
Even though there is no hope of Ye Qingyun and Damao returning, the Liu sisters still firmly believe that such a day will come sooner or later.
As long as Fuyun Mountain remains, their home will remain.
Keep your home safe and wait for the day when you can live your life as usual.
At the foot of the mountain, a majestic and powerful black dog lay lazily in the haystacks. Although it was taking a nap, the dog's ears were still erect and would twitch from time to time.
For the past three thousand years, Dahei has been lying here almost every day, like an old guard dog waiting for its master to return.
Although the waiting time is indeed quite long.
Dahei, a little black dog from the mortal world who was originally found by Ye Qingyun to be Damao's companion, has now lived for thousands of years.
It has long been an old monster among monsters.
But Dahei still never left Fuyun Mountain for half a step, and honestly guarded the way into Fuyun Mountain.
When they see an acquaintance coming, they will sway warmly. If a stranger arrives, they will naturally show their fierce fangs.
Day after day, year after year.
People in Fuyun Mountain came and went in a hurry, all busy in preparation for Ye Qingyun's return.
Only Dahei is always waiting here silently.
For a dog, it doesn't matter if the owner goes away, as long as the dog lies down and waits on the road that the owner must pass when he returns.
No matter how long you wait, sooner or later you will see the master return.
Even though Dahei has become a demon, he is still the same big black dog running happily in the Fuyun Mountain.
The mountain wind blew, and the green grass swayed in one direction.
As for Dahei, who was lying in the grass, the dog hair on his body was also being blown by the mountain wind.
At this moment.
Dahei's two ears moved together, and the dog's eyes immediately opened.
I saw Dahei's nose sniffing hard, seeming to smell something.
Immediately afterwards.
Dahei stood up immediately, with a look of surprise on his face, and the dog's tail waggled happily.
Tears already filled Dahei's eyes.
It smelled the familiar smell, and with its hazy eyes, it seemed to see that familiar figure.
The man in white clothes with long hair and his hands behind his back came slowly and leisurely from the foot of the mountain.
There was also a big yellow dog accompanying him.
Just like before!
...
Within the Qingyun Sect.
The Qingyun Sect believers headed by Gou Li were still sitting cross-legged under the towering Qingyun stone statue.
A thousand years are like a day.
Never wavered.
And their slogans have been resounding throughout the Qingyun Sect during these thousands of years.
There was never a day's rest.
It's just that the once dazzling golden brilliance has not bloomed from the Qingyun Sect for a long, long time.
The world has long forgotten this sect. Even if there are still people who remember the Qingyun Sect, they only think it is just a ridiculous legend from the past.
Not worth mentioning.
However, for the believers of Qingyun Sect, the changes in the outside world have nothing to do with them.
Sticking to one's beliefs is what a believer should really do.
Whether it lasts a thousand years or ten thousand years, the faith that belongs to everyone in the Qingyun Sect will not dissipate with the years.
Millions of believers in the nine heavens and ten places chanted the true name of Old Immortal Qingyun as always.
I look forward to one day being able to bathe in the supreme glory of the old immortal again.
Gou Bu was sitting at the front of the group of believers. His appearance had not changed much from three thousand years ago.
The only change... is that there seems to be a layer of short hair on the bald head.
This guy who has always been bald actually has hair.
It became a flat position.
Compared with a bald man, he has more dignity and benevolence.
After all, baldness is a thing that is difficult to control no matter how good your appearance is.
What's more, Gou Bu is already ugly in appearance.
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless!"
"My magical power is vast, the best in ancient and modern times!"
This slogan has existed since the beginning, and Gou Buli has lost count of how many times he has recited it.
Even though he can't feel the brilliance of the old immortal, Gou Buli's faith is still strong.
And he had a vague feeling that as long as he persisted, Old Immortal Qingyun seemed to be coming back.
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless!"
“My magical powers are the best in ancient and modern times!!!”
"Old Immortal Qingyun, his magic power is boundless!"
“My magical powers are the best in ancient and modern times!!!”
...
The slogans repeated over and over again echoed uniformly throughout the Qingyun Sect.
The firm voice of believers has never wavered across the years.
Just under these pious chants.
The blue cloud stone statue that had been silent for three thousand years suddenly had a faint glow emerging from it.
And on Gou Li and others.
That long-lost feeling came back again.
"Old Immortal..."
Gouli burst into tears when he saw the light of faith emerging again from his body.