As soon as Qianye left the city gate, he saw thousands of horses galloping in the distance, filled with wind and smoke, and the sound was huge, and he was constantly rushing towards here.
The leader is one person.
A blue horse and silver armor, a sword hanging around her waist, a girl in her arms, and a heroic look!
It’s Gu Han!
"Young Master Gu?"
Ye Junyi's eyes lit up.
“…”
Qianye didn't say anything. Seeing her envious eyes, he subconsciously looked around.
Don't talk about horses.
There was not even a creature with only four legs, so I had to give up the idea of riding a horse and hugging my sister.
It's okay to see the two of them.
Gu Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and dismounted, and after a conversation, he had learned the whole story.
"Dead?"
He was a little surprised when he heard that Mu Qianhua died at Qianye's hands after all, but he felt very sad.
"Is that true?"
Leng Mei thought about it and felt it was a bit unsafe and wanted to go and see it in person.
"master……"
The seedling jumped off Lao Liao's horse's back and came closer.
"Are you A Shu?"
Ye Junyi felt a little distressed when she saw its swollen face, "What's wrong with your face?"
"Sister Ye!"
Shu Seedling also recognized her and hugged her so much that she cried bitterly, "I... I feel so painful!"
Qianye didn't bother to pay attention to it.
"I always feel."
He looked into the distance and said worriedly: "This time, it won't be so simple..."
The words have not ended.
The sky suddenly became pitch black.
Not only that.
Not far away.
Whether it is Lao Liao or tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry, even the war horses under their crotch suddenly grew old at an astonishing speed!
But in a moment.
He is already gray and old, and has no breath, and is completely at dying.
broken!
Gu Han's heart suddenly sank, not understanding what the sudden change was going on.
"Old Liao..."
I haven't finished speaking.
A ray of dawn broke through the sky, the rising sun rose, and all things grew, sweeping away the old silence before.
Not far away.
Lao Liao and the tens of thousands of cavalry also turned back into old age and returned to youth as if they had reversed the years!
Without waiting for Gu Han to continue speaking.
The green grass under her feet turned from green to yellow, and Lao Liao and the others became old again.
In this way, it will be born, die, wither and flourish.
It has been rotated four times in an instant!
"The old man has taken action!"
Qian Ye's face was solemn. Even with his cultivation and insight, he could not understand the old Taoist's methods at all.
“The years turn.”
"Wind, flourish, birth and death."
"It's all in one thought?"
"Is this the real strength of the old Taoist?"
...
Not far from the king.
On a mountain, Gu Tian looked at the scene of the years in front of him, his face was extremely solemn. He was about to set off to find Gu Han, but his body suddenly stopped, and his eyes were constantly flashing with his struggle and pain!
Bang!
Bang!
It seemed to ease the pain and to stay awake, he punched the mountain wall in front of him, with blood dripping from his hands, revealing white bones, but he still did not stop.
Take a closer look.
During the struggle, his face changed faintly, and there was a hint of a floating life guest!
...
After the Taoist temple.
As all things withered, flourished, born and died, mysterious and mysterious powers gathered together and fell on the Fusheng Guest.
The green clothes rippled.
Fu Shengke's figure instantly became slightly distorted, and his hair ends quickly turned from black to gray, from gray to white.
Staring at the old Taoist.
A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
"When withering, flourishing, birth and death, dreams are empty, and one era is a year."
"The 80th Era is ups and downs."
"Why have you rotated four times? It's a little far behind when you were at your peak."
In front of the grave.
The old Taoist gasped, his eyes were red, and he didn't speak. He wanted to rotate five times, but he could no longer mobilize any strength.
"What a pity."
Fu Shengke shook his head, feeling a little regretful, "If there is the power of rotation for ten epochs, it may be able to destroy my Dharma body."
The words fell.
His eyes were resurrected, and his rotation speed was more than ten times faster in an instant, and his slightest power was filled with great power, which was a tendency to assimilate the power of the epoch!
Take one step forward.
A bang!
The old Taoist grave exploded on the spot!
"Fellow Daoist Huangliang."
"I'll take you on the way."
Fu Shengke's expression remained unchanged and he took another step!
In an instant.
The sky of Huangliang Taoist temple suddenly became light and dark. The previous moment was the sun hanging high, and the next moment it turned into a deep starry sky.
Among the mountains, rivers and fields.
Vibrant and withered and desolate, and the creatures in the temple were greatly affected. There were three-year-old children with white hair and beards, and eighty-year-olds looked like babies... The entire Huangliang Taoist temple was completely in chaos
Among them!
Bang!
The old Taoist face turned pale, as if he was hit hard, and flew out on the spot. Along the way, his bones were broken!
"Selling the storybook!"
"Come and help!"
He used all his last strength and shouted at the top of his throat, "Don't forget that when you were in a downturn, the inappropriate scripts you wrote secretly were all sold and delivered by the old Taoist!"
Buzz!
The words fell.
The sky trembled gently, and a golden book slowly fell down. On the golden book, there were dense words all over it, including infatuated men and women who were entangled with love and hatred, talented men and beautiful women stayed together for life, and there were rich men and women traveling far away with swords,
There is an ascension immortal who moves the mountain with one finger...
A small page of golden book.
It has written all the world and the vicissitudes of the world.
"oh?"
Fu Shengke stared at the Jin Shu, with some surprise, "There are still unexpected gains. It turns out that you are also surviving?"
Hearing words.
The golden book trembled and exploded in an instant, turning into a little golden light.
The golden light is surging.
A young man walked out slowly, wearing a Confucian shirt, with a handsome appearance, surrounded by literary spirit. When he appeared, he fixed the power of the disordered era in the Huangliang Taoist temple.
Ignore Fu Shengke.
He looked at the old Taoist who was grinning and said seriously: "I have nothing to do with it. Don't slander my reputation."
"Yes, yes! You are the most serious!"
The old Taoist had a headache and pointed at Fu Shengke, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and take action, I'm not his opponent!"
"He is hidden in his dream."
Fu Shengke suddenly smiled and said, "You are hiding in the book, and you have two remnants of thoughts, but you are sympathetic and sympathetic."
“So what?”
The Confucian scholar said indifferently: "You are the primitive demon, but the primitive demon is not you. Even if I am a tragic thought, there is only one page left in the golden book, and I can still kill your Dharma body!"
The words fell.
The golden light condensed in front of him, and it turned into a golden book and fell in front of him.
Take it with your right hand.
A Zhu Haoyu pen has fallen into his hand, his literary spirit is surging, and he has a faint irreversible power of fate!
"good!"
The old Taoist was excited to see it, "I didn't expect that you still retain such strong power!"
"nature."
The Confucian scholar said lightly: "Your immortality is not as good as my destiny after all. A mere guest of life can only shout in front of you. How could he live for half a moment in front of me?"
"good!"
The old Taoist looked excited, "Write! Write him to death!"
"Just rest."
The Confucian scholar said lightly: "I am here in everything."
The words fell.
He wrote his pen in a clear way and wrote four small golden seal characters on the golden book.