Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1264 Five years!Return to Star Road!
Dahan Chixiao calendar [-] years, the sixth day of February.

From this day onwards, the five kingdoms of Dahan, Jingtang, Buzhou, Nanzhao, and Yuanyuan still follow the year names of each country, and the first year of the emperor will be established after the five kingdoms.

The sixth day of February in the [-]th year of the Chixiao calendar of the Han Dynasty is the first day of the first month of the first year of the emperor, the day of family sacrifices.

On the day of family sacrifices, offering sacrifices to the sages and heroes, comforting the suffering and suffering beings, lighting the black and yellow holy fire, and inheriting the immortal fighting spirit!
The first month of this year has just passed, and many Wudang Mountain disciples have the illusion that they are a generation away, because the changes in these days are really earth-shaking, and they don't seem to be real, but they can't help but accept it. They are in Wudang Mountain, on Qingyang Peak.

Based on this, Shiyan Prefecture, and even the entire Hubei Province, has a detached status. It was separated from the Han Dynasty, guarded by the five countries, and officials were dispatched to regent, especially in Shiyan Prefecture. In the eyes of interested people, most of them are the children of the royal families of the five countries, and the pillars of the young and middle-aged generation.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

On the top of Qingyang Peak, the clouds and mist are steaming, and in the dense purple air, a figure in a coarse white robe sits quietly on the rock. Although it is cold winter, it is warm like spring here, the vegetation is green, and the sun shines like broken gold, and it also falls on the other side. Like black jade, on the long hair that is warm and introverted.

At the hour of the hour, the figure in the coarse white robe slowly opened his eyes, a pair of ordinary-looking eyes reflected the world, the peaks, the vegetation, the morning light, he took a light breath, and the fine fragments of sunlight that floated in the air suddenly seemed to melt into Tangible things were submerged into his mouth and nose, and as he breathed, a little bit of spiritual light was spit out, sprinkled on the peak, absorbed by vegetation, bamboo and stones, and there was a long cry of a spirit crane, which landed not far away. In addition, there were three The old turtle is crawling, but it is the size of a millstone, and its shell like stone skin has no edges and corners. There are only pairs of golden and jade-like eyes that have vicissitudes. With the even and rhythmic breathing, it lies down bathed in spiritual light.

If there were any Wudang disciples here, they would be shocked to find out that this is clearly the spirit beast that guards the three Xuanwu Towers and even the entire Wudang for a long time, the three tortoises in the realm of pure yang.

Get up and take another step.

On the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the old Taoist with black hair and ruddy face opened his eyes from the futon, and saw the young man in front of him who seemed to be the same as five years ago. His eyes are warm and moist. Compared with five years ago, he can no longer feel the lingering, extremely pure aura of pure yang, but with the reflection of his eyes, it seems that his whole body is light and soaked in the incomparably rich spring of life. inside……

"This kind of essence, the old man can no longer see clearly."

Taoist Sanlun took a deep breath. Five years ago, he could vaguely see the depth, but now looking at it again, it is already unpredictable.

"Master."

Sanlun Daoist shook his head and said: "Don't worry, Xuanhuang is guarded by old guys like us, the good fortune is gone, and those alien races should give up if they think about it."

Bowing and bowing, Su Qinian turned around, his gaze seemed to reach beyond the nine heavens through the dome. In the past five years, in addition to comprehending the human emperor's scriptures on the blade of Xiuming, he has perfected his own innate pure yang realm, and the past, In the future, the two bodies will resonate, understand the various ways, and give the various laws of the starry sky to all countries, especially the fundamental law of the blood of the human race's fighting spirit. Once someone reaches the state of pure yang and wants to embark on the road of the starry sky, he should try it Awaken the blood of the human race to make up for the lack of Dao.

In addition, he also left behind a lot of spirit stone kings to open the road to the starry sky in the Witch and Demon Valley, and made minor adjustments with the void taboo method.

As for the more subtle adjustments, the essence of the formation method involved is too profound, and it is difficult for someone who is not a formation master to start with this kind of void formation that spans the starry sky.

The fifth year of Emperor Renhuang, the first day of March.

The coldness of spring, especially the strong humidity in the mountains, makes it difficult for those who are not martial arts practitioners or seasoned mountain people to adapt to such a world.However, in Nanzhao territory, it is like spring all the year round, and only a few areas have irregular seasons, such as the former Wumo Valley, one of the five great Jedi, but now the vegetation is lush, and there is no trace of evil spirits raging, and even some deep-buried dry land. The old medicine gave birth to new buds, gathered the heaven and earth, and the beasts and birds appeared, which made some martial arts people passing by dumbfounded.

It's not that no one wants to go deep into it and investigate the changes. It has been designated as a forbidden area by Nanzhao and other five kingdoms.

Deep in the Witch Valley, the underground palace.

Standing in front of the Starry Sky Ancient Road again, Su Qinian saw this ancient stone platform standing in the underground palace with a radius of hundreds of feet, and many memories flashed away in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Beside her, Liu Qingchan's plain gauze dress is like snow, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, beautiful and cold, and she has a kind of beauty, like a clock in the sky and earth, returning to the mortal world.

"It's been years, no question about return date."

Liu Qingchan gave a rare sigh, Su Qinian didn't respond, but it was very clear that perhaps from the day they came to this vast starry sky, this grand ancient chess game that spanned distant time and space has already ended. They include it.

Can't escape!Can't avoid it!Can't escape!

Only strong!stronger!strongest!
Maybe there will be a day, maybe they can't see it, but now, they want to lift their feet and take the first step towards this eternal era, the sky-blocking puzzle.

hum!
Su Qinian waved his hand, pieces of spirit stone kings emerged and fell onto the stone platform, with silver lights rising like stars and rain, forming a gorgeous corridor, the two of them looked at each other, raised their feet and stepped into it.

Above the Witch Demon Valley, nine days away, there is an ancient battlefield in the starry sky.

A young man in Tsing Yi stood with his hands behind his back on a floating bone, with a clear halo in his eyes, he looked into the distance, vaguely, there seemed to be a little silver light shining.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, raised one hand, and gently slashed towards the starry sky in front of him. With a soft chirp, the starry sky split like a curtain, revealing a clear world. He looked down at the The black and yellow earth, and then stepped forward without looking back, submerged in it, the crack healed in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

Dahan, Heavenly Emperor City.

On the observatory, the white-haired emperor in blue shirt looked up at the starry sky, frowned slightly, and then retracted his gaze after a few breaths. He sat cross-legged, and the breath around his body gradually disappeared, as if he had turned into a dry stone that had been worn away for years. Less than half a breath of life.

The vast starry sky, the Northern Territory of the Human Race, and the Polaris Sky.

This is a barren mountain, with yellow grass, dry and cracked streams, and many stone gates, but most of them are dilapidated, leaving only ruins and broken walls. The deep and dull roar echoed, pouring out endless loneliness and desolation.

Suddenly, from the gap between the collapsed and overlapping stone pillars, there was a silver light floating in the air, countless gravel trembled, and then exploded with a bang, revealing a gorgeous corridor...

(End of this chapter)