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Chapter 1800 Earth

A water-blue star is right in front, beautiful and crystal clear, like a blue diamond dotted in the starry sky. Some spacecraft appear and appear from time to time, like auroras passing by, which is very gorgeous.

Ye Fan stood outside the territory and looked down quietly. The sun and the moon flew by, and time flew by. More than six thousand years had passed. Looking back, what had been gained and what had been lost?

Over the years, he has been in the distant starry sky battlefield. What kind of time has this been like?

Both Zhang Wenchang and Pang Bo came back more than once. Zhang Wenchang had to come back after the disaster. In his words, it was a new life and he had to come back and see.

Pang Bo took his descendants and let them appreciate the customs of his hometown, which was an important journey in their lives.

As for Ye Fan, he had a lot of worries in the past. His enemies were too powerful, and he was afraid of drawing the flames of war here, so he had been restraining the impulse and emotion of returning.

Later, he became invincible in the sky and on the earth, so he probably no longer had such worries, but the inertia he had always had kept him still and never turned around, until today.

"I'm going down first, you guys take your time and watch," said the dragon horse, as it shot up a stream of lightning and rushed into the stars below.

Ye Fan and the others also landed, and with a flash of light, they appeared on a mountain peak, filled with spiritual energy. Humanity is developing, and the earth's environment has greatly improved, making it suitable for Taoism.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the ninety-nine dragon mountains began to overflow their essence, which is the fundamental reason.

"I'm leaving first." After returning to Earth, Zhang Wenchang was very silent, didn't speak much, and left alone.

When he entered the starry sky, his wife was pregnant and could not be with her, which was a regret in his life. Later he learned that his wife had met a good man, so he could only cry loudly on the other side of the starry sky and then remain silent. Looking into the distance and blessing.

There are many ancient formations on the earth. More than six thousand years have passed, and people have known that this land is much larger than they imagined, and they have been able to use scientific means to uncover some of the dusty historical mountains and rivers.

Nowadays, the civilization here is developed, not only has brilliant technology, but also monks have left the world, and it has long been accepted by the world.

"Master, uncle!"

When Ye Fan and Pang Bo came to the Penglai Immortal Island overseas, an old man with immortal demeanor, white hair and childish face flew over to pay homage. It was Zhan Yifan, Ye Fan's former registered disciple.

After more than six thousand years have passed, he has been a great sage for many years, but after all, he cannot withstand the passage of time and has become so old.

In comparison, Ye Fan is still young and vigorous, as if he is about twenty years old, and the years have not left any traces on his body.

This has become the base of heaven on earth. The island is very large, like a continent, but it does not appear in the world of mortals and is difficult to be found by outsiders.

Many disciples looked at him with strange looks, because he was too young and much more tender-faced than their ancestor Zhan Yifan. The contrast was too great and too strange.

"If you haven't come here yet, this is your real ancestor!" Zhan Yifan said.

Penglai was shaken, and countless disciples came, enough to tens of thousands of people. Today, Heaven has become the most powerful inheritance on earth, unparalleled.

They have long known that the Patriarch became an emperor in the universe, known as the Emperor of Heaven, and was invincible in nine heavens and ten earths. However, they have never seen or heard of the Patriarch's reincarnation.

Today, Ye Fan suddenly came and caused a big earthquake. The disciples who were training outside also rushed over as soon as they heard about it, and they were extremely excited.

"master!"

The next moment, Youweiyu and Yan Xiaoyu, the immortal couple on Penglai Island, woke up from their deep state of seclusion and came out to meet. They and Zhan Yifan were both registered disciples of Ye Fan. They had extraordinary qualifications and had been to the depths of the starry sky.

of Heavenly Headquarters several times.

"What a pity, Junior Sister Huangtiannu passed away." Youweiyu sighed softly.

People are subject to birth, old age, illness and death, and monks are no exception. Even if they are a few of them, they will probably follow in the same footsteps thousands of years later, and it will be difficult to reverse it.

"Xu Ye, she too..." Yan Xiaoyu whispered, knowing that she was the daughter of her master's confidante in this world.

"I already know." Ye Fan sighed.

After so many years, it is impossible for my old friend Xu Qiong to still be in the world. She has been turned into loess for many years. This makes people powerless to defy heaven.

And Xu Qiong's daughter Xu Ye, who was young and lively at that time, was a little witch in Xiao Song's eyes. Although she later embarked on the path of spiritual practice, more than 6,000 years later, she finally sat on this island.

Two thousand years ago, Xiao Song burst into tears when he received the news. When he was on Earth, he and Xu Ye were best friends.

Now that Xiaosong has been sealed, he cannot come here, and he will probably be sad if he is not allowed.

The past events in this mortal world have all dissipated in the years. All the friends and relatives in the world no longer exist. Ye Fan could only let out a long sigh.

Pang Bo patted him on the shoulder and said nothing. He had come back several times and was very sad when he went to look for the descendants of his parents and eldest brother.

"Master, please come this way." Zhan Yifan said

They walked into a cemetery behind Penglai Island. There was an ancient tomb here. It was very old, but it was taken care of all the time. The surrounding flowers and plants were fragrant, and there were patches of snow maples.

This is the tomb of his parents, which was moved here by Zhan Yifan and others, because thousands of years have passed, the world has changed rapidly, and the outside world has changed too much.

"I want to be alone for a while." Ye Fan said to everyone. He had already heard that his parents' graves were here. Even though he was in a high state, he felt sad and his eyes were blurred.

Everyone retreated without disturbing him again.

Ye Fan sat alone in front of the grave. No one could hear what he was whispering. They just looked at his back and felt very lonely. After a night like this, he did not move.

He didn't get up until noon, walked to another tomb, looked at the word "Xu Ye" engraved on it, couldn't help but touch it gently, and stood for a long time.

When Ye Fan walked out of the cemetery, everyone couldn't see anything. They just felt that he was lonely, but it didn't have the violent mood swings they imagined after great tragedy.

Only Pang Bo understood that those years in the mortal world were more precious than anything else in Ye Fan's heart, but they were lost after all and could never come back.

In the next few days, Ye Fan explained the deep insights of the Great Dao to several disciples, and then left. He wanted to walk alone.

Longhu Mountain, Gezao Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Emei Mountain and other places have left Ye Fan's footprints. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find an old friend in the world. The leaders of that year have been dead for who knows how many years.

Taoist Qiri, Master of Kunlun Xuechen, Master of Xianjian Sect, etc. later broke through to the Holy Realm, but in the end they went westward.

Ye Fan walked into the world. In the center of the city, there were rows of skyscrapers rising from the ground. In the distance, the environment was beautiful, the gardens were well planned, and spaceships flew across the sky from time to time, flashing colorful lights.

This was no longer the city he was familiar with. It had changed a lot. When he came to the suburbs, he could not find any trace of the past.

Ye Fan walked through several old places and suddenly stopped. A familiar wave was caught in the quiet villa area in the distance, and he walked forward.

"It's you..." The door opened, revealing a beautiful face, looking at Ye Fan in front of the lawn.

This is a woman. Although her appearance is still young, her hair is already white. She looked at him blankly, then woke up, smiled and said, "You are back too."

She is Lin Jia, one of the people who crossed the starry sky and reached the other side in the past. Later, she had a great opportunity and became a disciple of the old woodcutter. When the Dao Palace was merged into the Heavenly Palace, she left.

She has white hair and beautiful face. In fact, if she had not been very powerful and used magical powers to retain her appearance, she would have aged.

Lin Jia invited Ye Fan into the room, made him a cup of light green tea, and put it on the table. This made him stunned and fell into long-lasting memories.

Back then, he liked to make a cup of light tea, sit in front of the window, and read various books. It was a kind of enjoyment. After many years, he had almost forgotten the feeling back then.

"You are very nostalgic and still live in the original city." Finally, Ye Fan spoke.

"I'm tired. I just want to spend this life quietly. Some of the beautiful past events in the past are worth recalling," Lin Jiada said.

The word "tired" expresses her true state of mind. She was tired of everything in the starry sky, so she came back and integrated into the city again.

The old man who chopped firewood had two disciples, one was Lin Jia and the other was Zhou Yi. They chose different paths.

Zhou Yi refused to give in and always worked hard. He had already entered the quasi-emperor realm for many years. He studied the Zhouyi Bagua and so on. Now his strength is unfathomable and he is famous in the starry sky.

With the disappearance of the Dao Palace organization, he never joined the Heavenly Court, but chose to fight on his own, hoping to be at the top and enter the realm of the Great Emperor.

However, more than six thousand years have passed, and he has grown old. At this time, he is also looking at his hometown in the starry sky, with a few strands of snow mixed in his hair.

"I'm not the only one who came back. Yiyi is also tired, and there is also Cade who is old-hearted and has become the God of Light in the Western world." Lin Jia smiled.

At this time, Longma wandered to the west and was a guest in the Court of Light, making a lot of noise.

"I said, Huang Mao, you are really good. You just ran away from Mount Sumeru. After joining the Heavenly Court, you ran away again. Now you have become a magician yourself. Do you really want to compete with the god you call him?"

Ryoma drank a lot of wine and had a good time with Cade in a temple of light deep in the void.

Around them, some angels from the Winged Clan were waiting, and they all looked at each other. I really didn’t know what kind of god this person was, and they actually asked their main god to personally accompany him. He looked like a big devil no matter how he looked at it.

In the villa area, Lin Jia sighed softly and said: "More than six thousand years have passed, and I don't know how many people from those days are still left."

Ye Fan recalled that there were more than thirty people at that time, but now there are really not many left, and said: "Besides you and me, there are also Zhou Yi, Kai De, Pang Bo, Zhang Ziling, Liu Yiyi, Zhang Wenchang, Wang Ziwen,

Li Xiaoman.”

Lin Jia sighed, and then suddenly said: "How about we have another gathering, right here in Mount Tai. I always feel like I am in a big dream, and I really want to wake up."

Ye Fan used his spiritual thoughts to invite Pang Bo and Zhang Wenchang, which made both of them feel strange, but in the end they agreed to Lin Jia's proposal.

"Are we going to find everyone from the stars?" Zhang Wenchang said.

A few days later, on the top of Mount Tai, the sun was rising and the clouds were glowing. It looked like a fairyland. After nearly 6,500 years, the same people were standing here again.

They looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature to be a registered member to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)


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