This is not the first time Yang Yu has asked this question, and the answer he received the first two times was no.
And this time...
"Yes and no..."
Henry Zhang was a little unsure, and after thinking for a while, he nodded heavily:
"You should be dead!"
"..."
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed and his aura became dangerous. Yang Yu was speechless and paused before letting him continue.
"The world has undergone a great change. Powers from outside the territory have descended. In the past ten days, war has been raging inside and outside the pass. Almost all the powerful men in the world died in the battle, except for Your Majesty. You are not among them, but you have not come back..."
Henry Zhang took a deep breath, his eyes dimmed slightly:
"In the 321st year of the Yuan Dynasty, when the Great Chu was destroyed, you did not appear. But in the previous three hundred years, he would return every few years, taking away some people and sending back some..."
Yang Jian couldn't help but frown.
He knew that his brother's destiny was special and he seemed to have some traits that were not calculated. Wang Muzhi looked into the future several times but never saw his figure at all.
And if what this kid said is true, then...
"So, you think I'm dead?"
Yang Yu tapped on the table, his face showed no surprise or anger, he was just thinking.
The foundation of the Longquan Realm is beyond the reach of mountains and seas, but he is a human-immortal martial artist, and before he reaches Jiu Yao, he is almost helpless under the Eight Extremes.
Once promoted to Jiu Yao, I thought that even if I am the Eight Extremes Lord, I may not be invincible and win.
In addition, he has the living dead Lu Daoren outside, and the incarnation of Wujie hiding in the dark.
Even if something unexpected happens to the deity, he can resurrect from his body in an instant, and then escape from the Longquan Realm with the 'Great Divine Power of Infinite Two Realms'.
Did he die before he could reach Jiuyao?
Or……
"call!"
After pouring out all the accumulated words in his heart, Henry Zhang had a look of pleading on his immature face:
"Don't go to the Longquan world anymore. There are enemies in that world that you can't resist..."
The future he experienced was too despairing, too miserable and helpless.
He saw with his own eyes the strong men of the world falling one by one, saw the cities turn into ashes, saw the fairy mountains revive, a hundred ghosts roaming around, and the world fell into the hands of enemies.
I also saw how Yang Jian, who was known as the number one god of mountains and seas in later generations, was arrogant and arrogant, but he was unwilling to stand alone...
"Brother, you..."
Yang Jian hesitated a little.
"So what if I can't defeat you?"
How could Yang Yu's determination be so strong that Zhang Xuan could shake it with just one word? He was guessing something in his mind, but there was no wave on his face:
“How often can you facilitate a ‘conversation between past and present’?”
"ah?"
The little face was startled, and Henry Zhang scratched his head:
"Yes, it should be one year?"
"Okay! I'll wait for you for a year!"
Yang Prison nodded:
"Let's see if the future will still be the same after I already know the news of my death!"
As he spoke, Yang Yu flicked his sleeves, and Zhang Xuan fell into his arms in a daze.
"elder brother?"
Yang Jian stood up.
"Of course this little guy won't lie to me, but his practice is not necessarily high, so he may not be deceived by others, and even if the future is really what he said..."
Handing the little guy to Yu Fengxian who came in a hurry, Yang Yu said calmly:
"What are you afraid of?"
How many life and death battles has he experienced in the past hundred years?
After traveling all the way to now, he is no longer the frightened and helpless homeless beggar outside Montenegro City.
Even if he is really destined to die, he still needs to lift up the mist of fate, give him a punch, and then tell the difference!
…
…
An old monster is suspected to have returned from ancient times. Should he kill it and fight with it hundreds of years later, or should he let it go and prevent it for hundreds of years?
There is no need to choose at all!
Therefore, the heliocentric leader Li Lue was hanged on the northwest city wall a few days later, and the millions of followers under his command also dispersed in the following year or two.
What are the teachings of the Heliocentric Sect, and how many grievances and hatreds there are, but Yang Yu doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.
After returning to Shanhai, he even suspended his practice. Every day, apart from playing chess with the old man, he would listen to Li Eryi's stories and enjoy the rare peace.
Occasionally, I would meet with former ministers and sit and discuss Taoism with Wang Muzhi, Qi Daoguang, Wei Zhengxian, Jiang Wuyan, Lu Qingting and others.
As the changes in the sky are approaching, masters of magical powers are emerging one after another. Martial arts are far from the peak they once were, and there are not many people who are dedicated to martial arts.
Yang Yu did not force it, because his own ambition to pursue martial arts was far less than that of Zhang Xuanba back then and Qi Daoguang now.
Qi Daoguang followed the path of his master and killed Daoguo to become the Martial Saint. Although he was delayed for several years due to severe damage to his vitality, he broke through and then stood up, reaching the pinnacle of the Martial Saint.
He was never one to take things seriously. Except for the Yuanci True Body Technique that others could not practice, he passed on all the martial arts he had learned.
After the discussion, everyone might have some feelings or doubts, but they all got up to say goodbye and went back to seclusion without mentioning anything.
The sun rises and sets, spring turns to winter, and most of the year passes in a snap.
As the cold wind arrives overnight, the sky is filled with white snow and the mountains and rivers are covered with silver.
Huhu~
In the wind and snow, Chu Tianyi led his horse into the city and arrived outside the imperial city. Also coming like him was Lu Qingting.
Although they knew each other, they were not very familiar with each other. They only saw the ceremony and then waited separately.
After that, people came one after another, but they didn't come close, they just stood at a distance, as if they were seeing off or coming to watch the ceremony.
Among them were many important officials of the court, the famous martial saints in the world, the ten masters of the capitals, and even the sword saint Mu Qingliu, who had broken through the barriers and came here.
Chu Tianyi frowned slightly and led his horse into the palace. Lu Qingting thought for a while and followed the guards into the imperial city.
The people outside the mansion who came to watch the ceremony did not want to wait in the wind and snow, and each found a place to stay in an inn.
"It's been more than half a year, and you haven't even collected three?"
In the backyard, Yang Jian was making tea. He tilted his ears slightly and shook his head.
"What's so strange about this? Nowadays, with the emergence of Dao, Fruit, and supernatural masters in endlessly, there are still people who doubt whether immortals and Buddhas existed in ancient times, let alone such things as 'crossing boundaries'?"
The body shape seems bright and dim, but the man of truth is not surprised:
"If you have deep cultivation, you will be less likely to trust others, let alone risk your life or death!"
The world is so vast that the masters of the ten capitals may not be able to visit them all in half a lifetime. Naturally, there are many people who doubt the idea of crossing borders.
"I can't take a few of them with me, so it's okay if I don't come."
Yang Yu didn't take it seriously and played chess with Zhenyan Taoist:
"It's still early, so there's no need to be in a hurry..."
The consumption of crossing two realms can be said to be huge. With his current background, it would take a year of cultivation to activate it once.
It takes a year to come and a year to return.
"I'm afraid they will regret it."
The mantra of mantra is the way to fall.
"If you go, you may regret it. Longquan world is not a kind place..."
Yang Yu was more interested in the chessboard in front of him.
"If what Sanxiao Sanren's tide theory says is true, where will the future be good?"
The mantra sighed softly.
"It's better for real people to do it!"
Yang Yu urged with a smile, his eyes inadvertently falling on the old man who was frowning while watching chess, but there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.
Separated by two realms, Tongyou couldn't see this way even with his heavenly eyes.
As a result, for more than half a year, he still could not find the aura that seemed to be a Taoist ghost in the old man's body, let alone be sure of the identity of this Taoist ghost.
'Who could it be?'
…
…
"call!"
Dual-purpose, after confirming that the incarnation of Wu Jian returned to the mountains and seas, Yang Yu opened his eyes.
One year in the mountains and seas, but thirty years in the Longquan world. Naturally, it is impossible for him to stay in seclusion for another thirty years at this moment.
"Knowing the future against the odds, talking to the past and present..."
With ripples in his heart, Yang Yu has opened the catalog of ten thousand immortals, like a waterfall of golden light flowing down,
What looked like a huge golden tower loomed. In front of the tower door, two god generals also opened their eyes at the same time:
"That little brat, are you acting reckless again?!"