I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Based on the jade slip of the map of the Fulong Realm obtained from Ye Zhou in Hongye Ridge, Luo Jing easily found the addresses of the Shensha Sect and Fulong Mountain.

Originally, he planned to save a little time and go all the way to Fulong Mountain.

But after hearing about Mu Mochou, the anger in his heart caused Luo Jing to directly kill the 'Shensha Sect' and treat this 'Shenwu Domain' as the world's No. 1 Immortal Ruins, directly from the inside to the outside. All destroyed.

Even if the head of the 'Shensha True Monarch' was chopped off by him and placed in the 'Xumi Mustard Seeds', he could not dispel the resentment in his heart.

The suppression of Immortal Ruins in this world is indeed no joke.

Luo Jing could feel that in his heyday, True Monarch Shen Sha was probably not an ordinary first-step great sage.

But even so, it only took two hundred years for the Shenwu Domain to recover.

He can't even recover to the state of a great sage!

Even if the entire 'Eight Extremes' Immortal Ruins were put together, intending to bury everything and drag Luo Jing to die together, he still failed to achieve his wish.

In the end, Luo Jing was asked to drag his breath, tear out a hole, and escape!

Then, weeping and weeping for thousands of miles, like a meteor pulling out its tail flame, carrying the last obsession in this life, he went to Fulong Mountain, the highest cultivation force in the Fulong Realm recorded in the jade slip!

So, in the 160th year of the Shenwu Calendar, it was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month.

Along the thousand-mile journey from Hongye Ridge to Fulong Mountain.

Whether it is a mortal city or a spiritual city,

As long as any creature looks up, they can see the shadow of a rainbow passing by at an unimaginable speed.

then,

Until the end.

When the sect, which was a fusion of many Immortal Ruins of the Ten Capitals, could not be traced back to the former Fulong Mountain, and the terrain was completely different from before, finally revealed a corner of it to him.

Luo Jing saw the sky full of Shensha disciples. Under the leadership of the leader, the real person, they used magical powers to attack the Fulong Mountain Formation. The beautiful woman in the green dress in the mountain led her disciples to fly thousands of swords across the sky, so the murderous intent flashed in his eyes. And passed.

Then without hesitation, he stepped through the sky and personally defeated the illusion of the ‘Shensha Sect’ that the idea of ​​a great saint would come to him.

Then just lift your fingertips slightly,

Let’s kill Chen Che, the top expert from the ‘Shensha Sect’ who came here, who is comparable to the ‘Dragon and Tiger Immortal’, directly!

Holding the 'True King's Head' that was thrown in his arms, he died silently and disappeared into ashes.

When it came to the end, everyone still couldn't believe it.

It seemed that he didn't dare to think about how Qiangru Zhenjun died in the hands of this young man whose name he had never heard of.

This scene made everyone stunned and shocked.

Not only is the ‘Shensha Sect’ aggressive, there are also many ‘Shensha disciples’ who vow to completely eliminate the entire ‘Fulong Mountain’.

At the same time, the same is true for the sword cultivators, including Fulongshan, who risked their lives one by one and survived, with the idea of ​​a desperate counterattack and death.

To be able to kill a real person at the 'Nine Lights Summit' so lightly

Where does this person come from? !

"Your Excellency." Mu Yuanjun's eyes widened, and the breeze ruffled her hair. Even though it has been two hundred years, as the current master of Fulong Mountain, she was also completely shocked by the turn of events today. .

Behind this sudden strong man in black, a 'Tianguan Dharmakaya' holding a sword appeared in his hand.

After killing the ‘Shensha Zong Chen Che’ who was regarded as a serious problem by Fulongshan, he still didn’t stop.

Instead, with a slight scolding and a sweep of the sword, the whole world was created, and all the 'Shensha disciples' who had no time to dodge and evacuate were eliminated in the entire periphery of Fulong Mountain.

Killed them all!

Even the bloody aura was annihilated into nothingness, as if the high-profile ‘mountain attack’ move just a moment ago was just a dream.

"Where did this unknown strong man come from?" 'Tie Zhenren', one of the seven leaders of Fulong, secretly exclaimed with a shocked expression on his face.

"Hiss, that Chen Che is the right-hand man of the 'Shen Sha True Monarch'. He is ranked as the left secret envoy. He has the Taoist behavior of 'dragon and tiger are like elephants', and can stabilize the 'Unity of Heaven and Man'!"

"With the move of a finger, you can suppress him, and even wipe out all the 'disciples of the gods'. Such methods, such methods."

"Only the 'Eight Great Sages' who knock on the gate of heaven can do it!" The 'Sea Whale Master' with rough eyebrows and carrying a heavy sword on his back sighed, and the leopard's eyes showed deep fear.

They followed Mu Yuanjun, looking at each other in confusion, their bodies tense, and at the same time they glanced at Luo Jing with their peripheral vision, as if they didn't know why such a powerful person would help Fulong Mountain like this for no reason.

When Luo Jing glanced over, he couldn't help but be surprised.

He saw two familiar shadows.

In the past two hundred years, even among the 'Seven Elders of Fulong' who had made great achievements with him in the past, there were many who fell behind.

The two former brothers of the Qi family, as well as the former top masters of Fulong Mountain, have almost all changed their appearance, but...

The "Guojiang Dragon" of the Sea Whale Gang and the "Railway Man" of the Zhixing Sect who were recruited by him took a step forward and even stepped into the realm of "Nine Lights" and transformed into real people.

The former is known as the ‘Sea Whale Master’ and the latter is known as the ‘Iron Master’, both of whom are now one of the seven leaders of Fulong’s Seven Veins.

Even after Luo Jing's 'ascension', he did not split up and leave. Instead, he fulfilled his duties. Even if he faced the disaster of annihilation, he regarded himself as a member of Fulong Mountain, sharing life and death.

"It seems that I had some insight back then." Luo Jing felt some ripples in his heart.

This is what he experienced when he saw his first big dream forever.

And watching the things he changed flourish for two hundred years, things and people are now completely different from the past.

This is a kind of.

What a wonderful feeling.

[The great sage’s foundation has been exhausted, and in half an hour the aura of the medium in this world will be completely exhausted and return to the present world]

The silent reminder of the long river of time disrupted Luo Jing's sorrow for spring and autumn.

The corners of his eyes were a little sour when he looked at Mu Yuanjun, and he was filled with emotion when he looked at the completely new and completely different Fulong Mountain.

He was so stunned that he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Seeing him being silent, he didn't even move.

Mu Yuanjun was about to speak but stopped, feeling slightly wary.

Luo Jing raised his hand and touched his face, which was as cold as a knife and had sharp edges. After realizing it, he suddenly smiled bitterly.

Yes.

If 'Wang Dongxuan' and Luo Jing are somewhat similar.

So the appearance of 'Song Wuque' is almost completely different from the other two.

No matter in terms of temperament or appearance, unless you stay for a long time, at first glance, even an acquaintance who spends time together will not think that these two names are even remotely similar.

They say parting is for a better reunion.

But when it comes to me, it’s

Humanity says that Luoyang is full of flowers, but it is not spring when I come.

There was a trace of sadness in the corners of Luo Jing's eyes. After completely hiding the redness in his eyes, his body, which had been in a stalemate for a long time, finally relaxed. At the same time, he barely showed an easy-going smile and looked at the beautiful woman in the green dress:

"Master Fulong Zhang, don't worry too much."

"The sect's troubles have been eliminated. All the immortal evildoers of the 'Shensha Sect', including the 'Shensha True Lord', have been personally killed by this saint. They are now annihilated in flying ashes."

"I came to Fulong Mountain because of someone's entrustment. I came to see the current situation of the Fulong Sect for him as a matter of loyalty."

Staring at the face that could only be described as 'unparalleled', Luo Jing was stunned for a moment.

Although time has left some traces on her face, it has also added a bit of charm and charm to a mature woman. Her slim figure is covered by a tight green Taoist uniform, adding a bit of asceticism.

But Luo Jing had no time to care about all this. He only glanced at it briefly and didn't look at it more.

After all, his current identity is not her husband.

And she is his wife two hundred years ago.

Even for the sake of her 'dignity', Mu Yuanjun should be given the respect she deserves.

This saint!

Hearing the harsh words in Luo Jing's tone.

The disciples and disciples who followed Mu Yuanjun in Fulong Mountain, and even the first real person, couldn't help but burst into an uproar:

"Holy Morpheus"

"Is this person in front of me really a living saint?!"

God!

Although he still doesn’t know who he is entrusted by.

But Fulong Mountain can actually be involved with a great sage. This is tantamount to a powerful tranquilizer for the current precarious position!

It can directly reunite most of the people's hearts that were scattered by the 'five-year turmoil' in an instant!

Only Mu Yuanjun felt Luo Jing's glance, and for some reason, his heart skipped a beat and beat lightly for a moment.

She pinched the corners of her clothes tightly, frowned and looked back. Like Luo Jing, she only took a cursory look, and became even more sure that she was a stranger to the strange sage in front of her.

"But why"

"I always feel a familiar feeling?"

"Is it an illusion?"

She was confused and didn't dare to look further.

But for some reason, the tension in my heart suddenly relaxed after hearing Luo Jing's explanation.     At least

In any case, it is a blessing that the crisis has been resolved.

"This unknown senior sage, I don't know what his title is, and where he comes from?"

"Besides, who asked you to come here?"

"I have a foundation of more than 200 years in Fulong Mountain. It seems that no one in our sect can be acquainted with a strong person like you."

Mu Yuanjun spoke carefully.

And when I saw that the young senior sister who had always been soft and weak, now had a strong posture, she was restrained and cautious at every turn by him.

Luo Jing felt a little distressed.

"Song Wuque, my holy name is Song Wuque."

"Coming from Guanzhong, who entrusted me?"

Luo Jing hesitated.

He looked at the current Mu Yuanjun and suddenly couldn't bear it, so he no longer thought about using 'prevarication' to hide it from her, so he pondered carefully before giving up and said:

"Master Mu, are you sure you want to say it here?"

Hearing Luo Jing's question, Mu Yuanjun suddenly came to his senses and quickly extended an invitation to Luo Jing while apologizing:

"what!"

"The great sage has solved the great problem for our sect, so he should be well entertained. Come with me quickly."

"I wonder if the Great Sage needs anything. If it can be met, everyone on Fulong Mountain will do their best!"

Fulong's disciples spontaneously moved out of the way.

Luo Jing was bathed in everyone's awed gaze, and walked into Fulong Mountain with Mu Yuanjun.

Today's Fulong Mountain is not yet the "Eight Extremes Force" that will be famous in later generations. It is still integrating several Shidu-level caves in the "Qixia Lake" of the Shidu Immortal Ruins, and has not yet found a suitable Jiuyao Immortal Ruins.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, including the Dan Pavilion, the Qi Palace, the Sutra Transmission Hall, and the first peak. It has already taken the prototype of a truly big sect.

After entering, Luo Jing refused Mu Yuanjun's invitation to accept the worship of Manshan disciples and went straight to the point:

"Zhangzun Mu has a daughter, right?"

Mu Yuanjun, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and touched the magic sword on his waist with his jade hand. At the same time, the atmosphere around him began to become tense.

"Don't be nervous. I come from the 'Shensha Sect'. Although I don't have a way to solve the 'refining the gods and demons', I have found a delaying technique that can extend the time for your noble daughter for hundreds of years."

"During this long period of time, Master Mu can slowly find a way to break the situation. There is no need to be impatient."

Mu Yuanjun tightened his grip on the Fulong Sword and turned back suddenly, in disbelief:

"Great Sage Wu Que. You."

"Who did you come here on request?!"

Her tone became higher unconsciously.

In response, Luo Jing smiled slightly:

"Go and see your daughter first, and we won't talk until the matter is finished."

After hearing Luo Jing's comforting words, Mu Yuanjun was silent for a moment, but still took him to the Zhangzun Taoist Temple on the first peak, and stayed in a cave in the innermost

I saw the beautiful figure lying on the ice bed with her eyes closed and sleeping.

The cold spiritual energy was almost condensed, freezing her whole body. Only in this way could the ferocious and mysterious black lines on her neck be stopped, preventing her from continuing to squirm, echoing the demon species in her body.

"Ever since she was planted with the 'Refining God and Evil Seed', my little girl's memory often has some fragments that are not her own. In order to keep her awake and not be completely devoured, I can only reluctantly seal her in the black ice. , but it’s drinking doves to quench thirst.”

"Five years"

"This method has come to an end. I really have no choice."

Mu Yuanjun's shoulders were shaking a little, and he could faintly sob. He was as sad as a mother who is helpless when her children are on the verge of death:

"so."

"If, if you are really the 'person' who invited you, Great Sage Wu Que, I beg you."

"Find a way for this child to survive."

On the ice bed, the girl who was sealed had a pretty face. Although she was not young in bone age, she still had the face of a girl. Her eyebrows were quite similar to Mu Yuanjun's, and the edges were angular.

It looks more like myself back then.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Luo Jing's eyes almost couldn't stop twitching, and his palms under his big sleeves clenched into fists unconsciously, wanting to unleash his anger, but he still forced himself to endure it.

The next moment, he raised his hand and summoned the silver coffin of the great sage who once buried the path of 'Jia Zi Tai Sui'.

He has previously investigated that this coffin can seal the body's spirituality and lock time. As long as the cost is not considered, it can continue to lock the vitality of living beings for five hundred years.

Plus.

Luo Jing silently estimated the remaining value of his 'Great Holy Body'.

Probably, it can keep 'Mu Mochou' going for a long, long time.

At least, I can survive until my own time!

After thinking about it in his mind, he spoke without hesitation:

"This coffin is the Eight Ultimate Secret Treasure, which can lock in five hundred years of vitality!"

"Even this 'devil species' cannot eat away her life."

"Put it in and seal it. Many solutions can be found in five hundred years."

After Luo Jing finished speaking, he couldn't hold back his heart to be a father. With worry in his eyes, he went straight past Mu Yuanjun, unsealed 'Mu Mochou' himself, and gently put it into the mouth. In the 'Silver Coffin'.

Then he activated his 'mana' on his own and instilled majestic vitality into it, even at the expense of his own foundation.

Mu Yuanjun's eyes were stunned as he looked at him.

She is in a dream,

I've seen this happen a lot.

And when the young man wearing the robe of Fulongzhang in the memory slowly overlapped with the great sage with sword-like eyebrows in front of him.

Surprisingly, there is no sense of violation at all!

At the same time, the speculation in Mu Yuanjun’s heart grew bigger and bigger:

"who are you?"

But this time, Luo Jing didn't answer her.

[Half an hour has expired. Will the native return to reality immediately? 】

When I heard the slightly trembling words behind me.

He turned around and took a deep look at the beautiful woman in the green dress, as if he wanted to imprint her appearance completely in his mind:

"I delivered the Great Sage's origin to this child, temporarily curbing the spread of the 'Demon Seed' erosion. You haven't communicated with her in five years. When this child wakes up, you can have a good chat with her."

"Then remember to ask her to lie down in the 'mysterious coffin' again. After all, the next time. I'm afraid it will be hundreds of years."

Luo Jing slowly walked up to Mu Yuanjun, suddenly waved his hand and whispered:

"As for what you want to know."

"I can only tell you that the person you want to see is not dead."

"In a few hundred years, if you can't hold on anymore."

"He will naturally appear again and shoulder all this for you."

A palm containing the great sage's magic power gently knocked Mu Yuanjun unconscious.

Then, Luo Jing caressed the cheek of this beautiful woman with creamy skin. After scrubbing it for a moment, he lowered his head to the corner of her tired eyebrows and kissed her deeply.

Then, as the body gradually glowed, he hugged her mature and delicate body and gently placed it on Mu Mochou's side.

He leaned forward, lying on the cold ice bed, looking at the mother and daughter, whose eyelashes were trembling slightly, as if they were about to wake up, a soft color flashed in their eyes, and they just lay there without moving.

It didn't change its movements until it turned into stars and dust and disappeared.

After a long time.

Mu Yuanjun and Mu Mochou woke up one after another.

That person no longer existed at all, just like an unfounded dream.

And I saw my mother lying next to me with empty eyes, as if she was a little lost.

Mu Mochou stood up from the coffin, her eyes blank and silent. After a long time, the first words she said were:

"Mother, I."

"I seem to have seen my father."

Six hundred years later.

This world.

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

Luo Jing sat cross-legged on a spiritual mountain at the core of the Immortal Ruins of the 'Shenqing Palace'.

Looking at the Milky Way in the sky like a scroll, dotted with stars, the young man was alone, with a lonely back, and sighed.

Another one.

Unforgettable dream. (End of chapter)