Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 489

The old man in coarse linen clothes stepped forward and came to Chu Tianming's side.

"The corpse collector, are you here too?" Chu Tianming asked, but he didn't feel any surprise in his heart, "It seems like your old man has come out?"

The man who retrieved the body grinned, showing his yellow teeth, "Hehehehe... Thanks to my little brother Mo Bao, we were able to successfully find the old man."

"Don't be rude." Before the corpse fisher finished speaking, an old and powerful voice suddenly sounded. Everyone followed the sound and saw in the sea of ​​stardust, there was a figure holding a bamboo pole, supporting a The bamboo raft came slowly.

The aura of the visitor is almost void. If you put it into the river, it will be nothing more than an ordinary old man crossing the river. However, he is holding a bamboo raft and shuttles through the space without any obstacles.

"So strong, unfathomable!" Chong Xuzi and Qiao secretly said, "Who is this old man? I have no idea at all?"

"I have never heard of such a number one person." Qiao replied.

Zhou Tiannan, the piano master and others beside him also had doubts in their eyes, and they obviously didn't know who the old man was.

Only Chu Tianming looked at the old man with a smile and said, "Long time no see, Scholar."

The poet's face showed a look of vicissitudes of life, and he sighed: "Alas... I accidentally wandered into Nanshan and was lost for more than a hundred thousand years. If it hadn't been for the Young Master's intervention, I'm afraid he would have died soon..."

"hiss……"

As soon as the poet spoke, everyone around him looked horrified. Have they been lost for more than a hundred thousand years?
What is this concept?
All things in heaven and earth have a lifespan, and when their lifespan ends, their lives will be exhausted.

Ordinary people only have a lifespan of a hundred years. As their cultivation level increases, their lifespan will be extended. For example, Yunliu Taoist Ancestor, although he has a semi-saint level of cultivation, but after all, the lifespan of a non-saint person is only 6 to [-] years. Now he has The life force is about to be exhausted.

But the poet in front of me... has been lost for more than a hundred thousand years?

If there is a problem about the lack of time flow in Nanshan, wouldn't it mean that this scholar is most likely a Holy Emperor?
A true power!

Chu Tianming smiled and said: "With your realm, even if you get lost in the Nanshan Mountains, you will never fall. If you stay lost like that for tens of thousands of years, you may be able to reach the imperial realm when you come out."

The scholar shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Master, you have overestimated me... The road to becoming an emperor is as difficult as ascending to heaven. The emperor is the end of this life."

There were only a handful of ancient emperors in an era, and most of the time, only one person in an era could achieve enlightenment and become an emperor.

Becoming an emperor requires not only realm, but also Taoist heart, and some opportunities that countless people are jealous of.

"Step by step, Emperor, everything will come true." Chu Tianming said. Immediately, he flipped his wrist, took out the ghost brush, and threw it to the poet, "I have used this piece and will return it to you."

"What the Master said is absolutely true." The poet said, but after taking the ghost brush, he still gave it to Chu Tianming, "This ghost brush will only gather dust in my hands, so I'd better give it to the Master."

Chu Tianming waved his hand, "There is no pen in my hand, and there is no pen in my heart."

The poet was startled and silently put away his ghost brush.

Immediately he looked at the person who retrieved the body and frowned, "Why don't you come here to pay homage to the young master? How dare you call me "little brother, little brother?"

The face of the person who retrieved the body froze, and he chuckled, but his neck shrank, "To be honest, dad... my son regrets that I took you out..."

"You're such a traitor!" Mo Ke's face darkened, he thought for a while, and finally cursed angrily, "You deserve to be unable to find a wife!"

The man who retrieved the corpse grinned his yellow teeth and said, "If your son doesn't have a wife, wouldn't it be the same for you to have no descendants?"

Mohist: "..."

Everyone: "..."

'Damn it, this father and son are ruthless people. They won't even spare themselves...' the butcher thought to himself.

At this time, Taikoo Xukun shouted and swam from afar and came to Chu Tianming's side.It said proudly, "Boy Chu, Master Kun has done it all."

"I promise you, half a penny is a lot." Chu Tianming said.

"Happy!" Taigu Xukun said straightly, "Remember to give it early, and don't blame Master Kun for charging interest if you give it late."

"How about... calculate the interest?"

Taikoo Xukun suddenly fell silent, "You kid... are you planning to owe me ten or eight years?"

Chu Tianming yawned.

Taikoo Xukun began to secretly plan how to scalp Chu Tianming.

……

As the deities gathered, the chaos in the Black Stone Sea in the wilderness was gradually stabilized, but everyone knew that stability was just an illusion. This was the calm before the storm, and all the ghosts were still behind Chu Tianming's seal. Watching with eager eyes.

Once they turn from quantitative transformation to qualitative transformation and once again collapse the space barrier, the entire mixed-square cultivation domain will become their meal.

There are two different concepts between the ghost mist spreading in the wilderness and spreading to the entire mixed cultivation realm.

Except for Chu Tianming and Taigu Xukun, no one in the Hunfang Cultivation Domain can travel through space quickly—including Chu Xiao.

……

After the gathering of the saints, the first wave of ghost mist was temporarily calmed down. Chu Tianming began to add ink marks to Dahuang and 49 stars.

The ink marks are arranged together with the corpse collector, which is much more efficient.

In less than seven days, all 49 stars have been decorated with ink marks.

After that, they strengthened the barriers of the Great Wilderness and placed numerous ink marks over the Central Territory, and then slowly stopped.

……

The Mo era has arrived, darkness is like the tide, and storm is coming.

Chu Tianming and the other masters stayed in the Kudao Courtyard and discussed the details of entering the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

There are very few people in front of him who can really fight into the Black Stone Sea with him.Most of them are good steel used in the blades. Staying on the Starry Sky Ancient Road is more useful than following him into the Black Stone Sea.

On this day, the flag bearers walked out of the wilderness and gathered in Ku Dao Temple.

Among these people, in addition to Li Dewei, the black wind sword saint who was the earliest flag bearer, Huang Xuan, the master of Pingxiao Palace, Hu Peng, Qi Tiange, the black mud flag bearer, and Si Zimo, there are also newcomers Hunter 'Chang Qing', Taoist Yunhe, Huang Yun'er, Murong Yan and so on.

There are seventy Chu flags and seventy flag bearers. These people come from different places, but because they have the same belief in their hearts, they are recognized by the Chu flag.

……

"Young Master!" Xiao Yin and Lin Feng saw Chu Tianming. At this time, the two of them had reached the Taitai-building realm and were not far from the Condensing Wheel realm.

With the guidance of the commander, the foundation of the two of them is very solid, and there is no tendency to push the seedlings to encourage growth. Their cultivation can be said to be fast and steady.

"Long time no see, Xiao Yin." Chu Tianming looked at the graceful Xiao Yin. After a few years of separation, the little girl who was still in bloom has now grown into a lovely person.Although her face is still a bit green, her silver eyes are full of confidence, her Taoist heart is solid, and her future is bright.

(End of this chapter)