With runny noses and tears, he told the story of these years. For him, it was a dark history, and he was trapped on the road to becoming an immortal, completely cut off from the world.
"What?!" Everyone was shocked.
"Unfortunately, it is not the road to immortality in this life, but the road millions of years ago. My mother-in-law dug through the ancient road and broke through the chaos. We fell into the inexplicable chaotic divine land."
Talking about the old woman, Tu Fei felt sad for a while. The elder who was of the same era as the old madman did not resist the Heavenly Sword of Time and passed away, but he taught Tu Fei too many things.
They originally just dug ruins to obtain the fairy light of the North Pole, but ended up being blocked on the fairy road, which is amazing.
"It's incredible that you have become a quasi-emperor." Li Heishui sighed, because according to Tu Fei's qualifications, it is impossible to reach this point.
Ye Fan saw it more clearly than Li Heishui. Tu Fei had completed a transformation like a rebirth, and his qualifications were very different. He became a quasi-emperor at more than four thousand years old, which was not too early, but his foundation was extremely solid.
"It was caused by the Nirvana Heavenly Art. Unfortunately, my mother-in-law did not succeed, and I, Nirvana, died once, and then reborn again." Tu Fei told everything without hiding anything.
Tu Fei came back and entered the heaven. After learning what happened over the years, he couldn't help but sigh. The dark turmoil and the post-golden age made people sigh.
In particular, Ye Fan became emperor, which shocked him, and then he was relieved. After all, he was also a quasi-emperor.
"The years have passed by like this, and we have achieved such achievements." Tu Fei sighed, and then there were tears in his eyes. After all, many people will never be seen again.
Three of the five little bandits have died, Liu Kou, Wu Zhongtian, and Jiang Huairen will never be seen again. Some died during the rebellion of the ancient clan and the Killer God Dynasty, and some died in the dark and turbulent era.
"Ah wu wu..." Tu Fei cried loudly, time flew by, and nearly four thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. It was a farewell, and those friends would never be seen again.
Li Heishui and Ye Fan were also sad and patted him on the shoulder, not knowing what to say.
The Black Emperor's head almost dropped to the ground. It was it that sent Tu Fei away and returned after so many years. But you really can't blame it. The situation was critical back then, everyone was trapped in the Immortal Mountain, and the Headless Horseman was born. It
He had no choice but to use the chessboard pattern as an experiment to teleport people away. Life-saving was the first priority, and accuracy was the second.
"Where's my grandfather? He..." Tu Fei trembled.
"The old man is still here and has been talking about it, waiting for you to come back."
Not long after, Tu Tian was picked up. He was so old that he was already in his old age.
In fact, if Ye Fan hadn't extended his life with blood, he would have been dead for many years.
"Grandpa!" Tu Fei shouted, with tears streaming down his face.
"Xiao Fei, you... finally came back to see grandpa." The old man's eyes were cloudy with tears and he was trembling. He held Tu Fei's hand, and even his lips were trembling.
He cried. He had lived such a long life and had achieved great fame, but in the end he was just waiting for his grandson to return, but he could not let go, and felt miserable in his heart.
"Grandpa, long live you. I'm back and we'll never be apart from now on. I want to honor you well." Tu Fei cried loudly.
He already knows that there are only one or two of the thirteen bandits who were famous in the Eastern Wasteland in the past. They either died in the dark turmoil or died of old age.
This made him very sad. The reason why his grandfather Tu Tian survived was because he was obsessed with him and couldn't let go of him, hoping to see him again.
"Grandpa is very satisfied to be able to see you. Even if he dies, he will have no regrets." Tu Tian's hair was gray, his eyes were dull, and he was crying.
"Grandpa, you can't die, I want to honor you properly." Tu Fei shouted.
"Silly boy, how can people not die? Thousands of years have passed in a hurry, and a new generation has replaced the old ones. This world belongs to you. People like us will slowly die and disappear." Tu Tian seemed to be comforting, but also seemed to be sighing.
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"I can't let you go, I don't want grandpa to die!" Tu Fei burst into tears.
Ye Fan wants to refine Wushen's blood to renew Tu Tian's life and keep him alive.
"No, thank you Xiaoye. I have felt guilty for so many years. If I didn't want to see Tu Fei, I would never let you waste a drop of blood." Tu Tian refused.
Everyone advised.
But he insisted on shaking his head and said: "How could I do that? The so-called holy blood to extend life is consuming Xiaoye's own life. It is the source of life and cannot be wasted on me."
"It doesn't matter, there are medicine kings and others in heaven who can let the old man live again." Ye Fan said, seeing his ancestors and grandchildren parting ways, he felt uncomfortable.
"I have already waited for my grandson. I have no regrets. I am satisfied. I can go and accompany those old friends. We are reunited underground. We really miss our old friends." Tu Tian said absentmindedly.
He was in a trance and said: "The golden age will eventually come to an end. The heroes will wither and the years will be like knives. At that time, you will need the King of Medicine more than me. I have already seen that a sad age is coming, and the magic medicine will be left to you."
You kids are more useful."
Everyone was shocked, and then sighed.
Half a year later, Tu Tian passed away, and Tu Fei accompanied him through the last part of his life. The old man left with satisfaction and no more regrets.
Time is like water, flowing away and never returning.
Another thousand years have passed, and Ye Fan is already more than 5,000 years old, and his vitality is getting stronger and stronger. When others reach this age, it marks that they will begin to descend from the peak of life and move towards their twilight years.
But he has just started. He is a holy body and can live for ten thousand years. Now that he has become the Emperor of Heaven, it is difficult to say how long he can live.
But time is ruthless and cannot take away his youth, but it is harvesting the lives of the older generation.
During this period, Lao Dao, the grandson of Saint Qiluo, passed away, and his life came to an end. Soon after, bad news came from Beidou, and Chilong Taoist, who was kind to Ye Fan, passed away. So far, all the thirteen major bandits have passed away.
Subsequently, the Peacock King, Crow Taoist, etc. also passed away.
The 5,000-year-old Ye Fan is invincible in the world and can no longer find an opponent. No one dares to challenge him, but he has great sadness in his heart.
One after another people who were kind to him passed away, which made him feel uncomfortable, but there was no real solution. He wanted to extend the lives of those people, but he was rejected.
Holy blood is like a magical medicine, especially the holy body that becomes the Emperor of Heaven. Its blood is even more precious, but as those who reject it say, blood is his life. To extend a person's life will consume more or less part of his life.
Shouyuan.
When an elder passes away, he would rather die than let him waste his life.
Kirin medicine, flat peaches, etc. have all matured once, and were picked and preserved. The older people have never taken them, and they have to be left to the next generation such as Ye Fan, Monkey, Ye Tong, Yang Xi, Xiao Song, etc., because they will end the golden age.
, will eventually move towards old age and will definitely be used.
Although Ye Fan is invincible in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he is incompetent. He is exploring the road to immortality, but those people cannot afford to wait.
In five thousand years, it was rare for him to resist, but there was nothing he could do about the years and he could not restore the youth and lives of those people.
Sometimes, Ye Fan would look up at the stars alone, often without moving a whole night. His relatives and friends died one by one, which made him feel sad and a little lonely. His wife and daughter were also far away, and it would be difficult to see each other again in this life. Although he
Standing at the pinnacle of human nature, it is difficult to change anything. In a few thousand years, will everyone of his generation die? At that time, he will be even more lonely.
From the earliest Uncle Jiang and Zhang Wuye, to the later Shengfo, Gu Tianshu, Qi Luo, to the human demon, the old madman, then Tu Tian, and now the Chilong Taoist, etc., they all passed away one by one.
How can we accept this kind of sadness if we keep seeing each other off like this?
In the following years, a large number of heavenly soldiers began to grow old, and some heavenly generals began to die. The entire generation in heaven began to age and pass away.
Time goes by, Ye Fan is six thousand years old, and his unparalleled skills are even more powerful than before. Let alone enemies, it is difficult to find someone who can take on his moves.
However, he was even more lonely.
Looking around, there are many more stone tablets in the heaven. Heavenly soldiers and generals died in large numbers and were buried in the garden, as well as some familiar old friends who will never come back.
The autumn wind was blowing, and the chill was hitting the bones. Ye Fan stood in the cemetery, looking at the tombstones. His heart felt cold. He walked step by step and became more and more silent.
Now, people in heaven are showing their age.
So far, only Monkey, Ye Tong, Yang Xi, etc. are still full of blood and have reached the highest peak of their lives, around six thousand years old. This is their most glorious age, shocking the universe and conquering the whole world.
Over the years, no one can resist them as soon as they appear, they are respected in heaven and on earth, and they are extremely brilliant!
However, if time continues to flow, they will eventually deflect to the west like the sun at noon, and gradually move away from their heyday.
Except for them, everyone else has already gone downhill, like the sunset, the peak period is gone.
This year, the most important combat force in Heaven, the peak master Shanhuang, came to the end of his life and sat in the Immortal Mountain. However, the other big demons who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell with him and followed Ye Fan into Heaven have been dead for many years.
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In the same year, after leaving the underworld, the half-human and half-ghost Gu Xinao's body disintegrated and returned to dust, ending his miserable life.
Heavenly Court's peerless combat power began to pass away one after another, which means that after Heavenly Court's glory reached its extreme, it began to wither like all things in the world. It could not escape this law, fell into loneliness, and came to an end.
This is not only the case in Heaven, but also in the entire world. All bloodlines are showing signs of aging, and the glorious golden age has begun to decline after reaching its peak.
People know that the world is about to decline!
This law of change cannot be resisted by anyone. The development of all things will inevitably lead to decline. It is already destined.
"King Biluo is dead!"
"The body of Pluto fought for supremacy in the golden age, but now old wounds have broken out and turned into dust."
"The Feathered King defied the sky and rushed through the pass, and died in pieces."
"The old disease of Brahma's battle body caused new injuries and turned into ashes."
"The virtual celestial body has grown old and is sitting in the fossil room!"
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News comes one after another, one after another earth-shaking heroes have reached the end of their lives, the world is in decline, and the so-called golden age is really going to wither.
There are more tombstones in the heaven. At a glance, the stone monuments are like a forest, with no edges visible. An entire generation of heavenly soldiers and generals has passed away. The wind blows the remaining leaves, making the place look very desolate.
Ye Fan stood there without moving for a long time.
"Master, seal me!" A voice came from behind Ye Fan.
That was Xiaosong. He was in the most glorious period of his life. His youth was still there, and he was still simple and innocent. Time had never left any trace on his face.
"I want to protect the heaven, and wait until one day even the master is no longer young, and I will be born again. I don't want it to wither, and I want to let its glory continue." Xiaosong said seriously. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come
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