"In the third year of the Yuan Dynasty, when Taizu did not return, the emperor's younger brother refused to accept the pressure and sent orders to all directions to eliminate the remaining evildoers. The killing spree was not inferior to that of Taizu."
"In the fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Yuanying of the Song Dynasty from the south of the Ling Dynasty and Guan Qi visited the northwest. They allied with each other and left sincerely convinced."
"In the fifth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Qi Daoguang visited the northwest. On the way, he met Lu Qingting, the headmaster of Xuankong Mountain. He stopped for a long time and then turned around and left."
"In the sixth year of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhangdong of Qiankun Cave visited the northwest. He met Mu Qingliu on the way and discussed the Tao for three days before returning."
"The seventh year of the Yuan Dynasty."
"The eighth year of the Yuan Dynasty."
"In the spring of the ninth year of the Yuan Dynasty, all the remnants of the old dynasty were wiped out. The emperor's brother Yang Jian came to Dabao and inherited the title of Taizu. Everything was calm."
Time is like water, time is like an arrow, it does not stop for that person, it does not stay for that person, it only goes very far in a blink of an eye.
The sun still rises as usual, and the smoke from cooking fires all over the city does not stop for a day.
The world seems to have changed greatly, but it also seems to have remained unchanged. In the more than six years since returning from Fangcun Mountain, Yang Yu seems to have completely put aside all complicated things. Except for warming up magic weapons and melting Wujian stone tablets, he spends most of his time every day.
They are all spending time with their families.
After a lifetime of military service and half a lifetime of fighting, this was the most peaceful and peaceful time for him.
but.
Ding~
One ordinary morning, a shallow trembling sound came from his belly, causing Yang Yu to withdraw his attention from Qin Xiang who was making tea soup.
[Metal Weapons and Body Refining]
[The Inseparable Stone Tablet: There is no connection or hindrance, there is no separation between the two realms, and if you push it, you can escape the void and break the realm.]
There was no miraculous or earth-shattering vision. In the calm morning, the stone tablet of "Two Boundaries" had disappeared into Yang Yu's sleeves.
A door of light trembled gently in his belly, swallowing spiritual power and magical power, which seemed to be activated with just a thought.
"Husband, husband."
Seemingly feeling something, Qin Xiu, who was making tea, felt his heart tremble.
"Don't worry, just go and come back." He hugged Qin Ru from behind and deeply smelled the breath of the beauty. His body was alive and well, and Qin Ru's voice and appearance were the same as when he first saw her.
It's just that the Qin family, who were good at dancing back then, are already the queens of the world, the little ladies who make tea soup.
"Um"
Qin Yi closed her eyes, nostalgic for the last tenderness, and worry, reluctance, and sadness emerged in her heart:
"An is incompetent and failed to leave an heir for her husband"
This is the biggest regret in her heart. Except for a very small number of special magical masters, the vast majority of magical masters cannot leave any heirs.
Even Zhang Xuanba, who stripped off his Dao Fruit with his own hands, did not leave any heirs.
"What does it have to do with you? Before you and I met, I was already a master of supernatural powers."
Yang Prison doesn't care:
"I will marry you, not as an heir."
Having lived in two lives, he has no obsession with the continuation of his bloodline.
"It's a bit regretful after all." Qin Ru felt sad.
Rather than caring for the mother-in-law of the world and the ten masters of the capital who have embarked on the path of immortality and Buddha, she wants to be married to her husband and teach her children, and her children to live happily together.
"Perhaps, when I come back, the problem can be solved."
Yang Yu comforted him softly.
It is extremely difficult for the union of masters with magical powers to give birth to an heir, but it is extremely difficult, but not impossible. There is no such method in the world of mountains and seas, and it may not be available in other worlds.
"Um."
Qin Yi responded softly:
"The tea soup is getting cold. I'm going to give some to my mother-in-law."
…
"call!"
Looking at the beauty's retreating figure, Yang Yu's heart was filled with waves that could not be calmed down for a long time. After a while, he said:
"come in."
squeak~
The door was gently pushed open, and a young boy wearing a large white pen walked into the room.
He looks about
Mo looked six or seven years old, and his fair and delicate face was full of sleepiness, as if he had just woken up from sleep.
"Xuan Zhang, pay homage to Your Majesty."
The little boy bowed like an adult, paused, and then said:
"It was the Queen who sent someone to fetch me. She said that Your Majesty wanted to see me."
"Um"
Raising his hand to touch his young face, Yang Yu took a breath, suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and said:
"You once said that everyone will die?"
Whoosh!
The calm words seemed to have touched something. The little boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes changing from astonishment, confusion, trance, admiration, and anxiety.
Finally, it becomes like waking up from a dream:
"Long Yuan Zhang Xuan, please pay my respects."
"You have already paid your respects." Yang Yu looked at him.
At this moment, he felt the breath of time. The young boy in front of him seemed to be no longer as ignorant as before. Instead, he was full of vitality.
It seemed that in an instant, he transformed from a five- or six-year-old child into a vibrant young man.
"In the future, you will have more longevity tablets than Bodhisattvas. It doesn't matter if you pay one more homage."
Henry Zhang's childish face seemed to be deliberately trying to distance himself.
"Eternal Life Tablet."
Yang Yu chewed on these words:
"You didn't come back after I left?"
"have no idea."
Henry Zhang shook his head:
"Although I can talk to the past and the present, there is no me in the future, so I have no idea what happened."
Facing Yang Yu, he seemed to have thousands of things to say, but he still considered each word carefully, as if he needed to avoid something:
"I just know that everyone will die, even me."
"All will die?"
Yang Yu was chewing these words and suddenly reached out and put a finger on Henry Zhang's eyebrows.
He made a sudden move, but Henry Zhang seemed to have expected it, and even closed his eyes in cooperation.
Buzz~
The moment he pointed it out, Yang Yu closed his eyes. He only heard a huge buzzing, and a huge wave surged in his heart.
Kuixing opened his eyes and looked at the Cauldron of Gluttony. All he could see in the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill Mirror was that various scenes were flowing like the Yangtze River. After a long time, he only heard a loud roar.
A cloud of black mist suddenly exploded inside the mirror. This black mist was so ferocious and violent that even the Eighty-nine Xuan Gong Mirror seemed unable to bear it.
"This is?!"
Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.
After being baptized by the Sea of Laws, the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills have undergone nearly three transformations, but at this moment, it seems that even the tribulation energy cannot be reflected?
Buzz!
As he thought, Yang Yu leaned forward, Kuixing and the three great fruits all glowed, blessing the Eight-nine Mysterious Skill Mirror.
boom!
In the bright mirror, the black mist dispersed, but in just a moment, the black mist rolled back and occupied the entire mirror surface again.
Yang Yu looked intently, and with a startled glance, he saw a familiar scene.
Cold wind and heavy snow.
The void shook like a sea, and a huge golden boat with more radiance than the sun descended on the northwest Daocheng with the supreme power of wiping out the starry sky and all the wilderness.
…
In just one thousandth of an instant, in the future, the big city that has been expanded several times and can accommodate tens of millions of households will be
Already in the blood and fire, turned into flour
boom!
The bluestone floor tiles were trampled into powder, and the whole house trembled and roared.
When he opened his eyes again, Yang Yu's eyes seemed to have blood overflowing, but he quickly suppressed it and looked in front of him again:
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
The little boy's face turned slightly pale. He watched quietly. When he saw that he had calmed down, he said:
"I came here just to save my mother, it has nothing to do with you.
「
After saying that, the breath had dissipated, and when he opened his eyes again, he was the timid and ignorant little guy before.
"brat"
After gently rubbing the little guy's fleshy face and sending him out the door, Yang Yu slowly let out a breath of turbid air.
What he saw at a glance reappeared before his eyes.
On the golden boat, he saw a strange but familiar figure.
Wearing a white robe, he stood on the deck, overlooking the heaven and earth, as if the legendary gods and Buddhas had come to the world, and the endless starry sky spread out behind him.
"Kill the boy in the Nine Heavens, fight to kill the Tiangang"
Yang Yu recalled that startling glance, but he wasn't too surprised.
Due to the special nature of the Mountain and Sea Realm, once the Heavenly Change ends, it will inevitably become a place fought over by various powers. It makes no difference whether it is the Jiutian Killing Boy or someone else.
Suddenly seeing the catastrophe, Yang Yu calmed down. From being a beggar in a border town to now, he has experienced too much.
He will still be frightened, but at this moment, his heart is calm.
Among all the palaces of the Ming Dynasty, Longyuan and Ding'an are the most shabby. The Northwest Road is home to the largest horse farm and mine in the world. It has always been extremely wealthy. Even if the palace is converted into a palace, it will still be more than enough.
Yang Yu did not consider where to make the capital, but later the officials wrote letters and advised to make Wanlong the capital, but that was no longer something he needed to consider.
Parting has been difficult since ancient times, but Yang Yu's departure seemed very peaceful.
Because it had not been more than twenty years since he suddenly had this idea. Both Qin Ru and the old man had already accepted this.
Under the flickering lights, after the family finished dinner, Yang Yu stood up and hugged the old man, mother-in-law, and younger brother one by one.
Finally, Qin Xiang let go of his arms, waved his hands slightly, and walked into the night.
He left behind a bag of life and death that could not be taken away, left behind a lot of ginseng fruits, left behind the living dead, and the blood dragon.
Outside Daocheng, somewhere on a barren mountain, Yang Yu stopped and stood, looking up at the night sky.
The crescent moon hangs high, and the sky is full of stars. The moonlight and starlight merge perfectly under the night sky, making it vast, deep, and mysterious.
"You feel a little restless."
In the darkness of the night, Master Zhenyan appeared like a ghost, his body already somewhat solid.
"Yes." Yang Yu said silently.
"It's normal for a wanderer to feel sad when he leaves home, but seekers like us must eventually learn to taste loneliness."
The man of truth sighed:
"Human hesitation comes only from fear. What are you afraid of? In other words, what are you afraid of?
"Or, what are you expecting?" Yang Yu stood silently.
All kinds of memories passed through my mind like smoke and dust. The hesitation of coming to another world for the first time, the despair of extreme hunger, the hope of the old man to lend a helping hand, the surprise of first gaining supernatural powers, the pleasure of killing Liu Wenpeng.
The heroic spirit of twenty years, the tranquility of reunion under the lamp, and the thrilling feeling of fighting Tiangang when it comes.
Countless emotions surged, collided, and intertwined in his heart
His sadness and restlessness have nothing to do with Jiutian's killing of children or the changes in the future.
Rather
He misses the peace in the palace, fearing that it will be lost, and he also longs for the outer world, the avenue of immortals and Buddhas, and the door to eternal life.
He wanted to take a look at the legendary golden age of cultivation and see how tall the legendary immortal Buddha was.
"Junior understands!"
After a long time, Yang Yu came back to his senses, bowed long and said goodbye to Master Zhenyan.
Under the gaze of the night stars, his figure gradually faded, and finally, under the gaze of the man of truth, he completely disappeared.