The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Crape myrtle peak, waiting for seven hundred years of Zhiming, the wind and frost on the body has been thick and heavy.

Seven hundred years of unchanged face, as young as ever, only the vicissitudes in the eyes, every year, will add a strong stroke.

With the arrival of the eighth century, Ning Chen's accomplishments are all gone. It seems that he is no different from ordinary people.

However, in the divine realm, every strong person in the fourth realm knows that the strength of the Ziwei realm master is no longer influenced by cultivation.

This is also why the emperors of the demon kingdom knew that the Lord of the demon kingdom had suffered a lot in the battle of killing the demon, but they still did not dare to invade the Terran.

It can be said that as long as the master of the realm is still standing on the sacred peak, no one in the world dares to commit crimes.

In the eighth century, the martial arts in the human world further developed, and finally someone in hell, who embarked on their own path, was the first to prove the Huangdao.

To everyone's surprise, 800 years later, the first preacher is neither Xia Ziyi, who has the strongest force, nor Qi Wang, who has the highest accomplishments. It is the contemporary Buddha of the Buddhist kingdom, AI ran Ming Wang.

On this day, over the Buddha Kingdom, Ten Thousand Buddhas sing and the Ming King preaches.

The earth shaking scene, shaking people's hearts, scattered the major star regions of hell, Yan Luo's eyes looked at the heaven Buddha, his face showed a different color.

Unexpectedly, AI ran Ming Wang came to the front of everyone.

"Why didn't you see that this girl was so fierce?"

Tianyue holy city, is closed cultivation of the falling star opened his eyes, look full of surprise.

"Yes?"

The seventh God will open his mouth, light way.

"Well."

Luo Xingchen nodded and replied, "fellow practitioners of the underworld, now the Lord of the Buddha Kingdom, love the Ming king."

"The kingdom of Buddha?"

The seventh God whispered that the qi movement of the Buddha Kingdom, which has been flourishing for 700 years, is a shortcut to prove the truth with the help of the belief of all living beings.

"It's airan."

Xiang Ge several star domain, star sky, Luo Fei stop, long-term vision, light voice way.

"The evil nature of the Buddha's heart will eventually prove its own way."

Xia Ziyi answered calmly and said, "let's go. Now the world is changing frequently, and the strong people of the royal way of the human race emerge in endlessly. It's not necessarily a good thing. We must improve our strength as soon as possible to deal with the future variables."

"Well."

Luo imperial concubine light should, step to walk toward star sky deep place together.

Crape myrtle divine realm, before the peak, Ning Chen looks at the human world, and does not appear too many waves because of love.

Apart from him, all the kings in the underworld, regardless of their talent or the training they have experienced, are very accessible. All they need is an opportunity to prove the emperor's way.

When the opportunity comes, he believes that the splendor of the local kings will move the whole world.

Airan is the first, but definitely not the last.

He will be in the divine realm, witnessing the kings of the underworld.

The eight hundred years of the prosperity of martial arts and Taoism gradually passed in the glory of AI ran Ming, the Lord of Buddhism, and the ninth century came with it.

At the arrival of this century, the hearts and minds of all kings in the divine realm are heavy.

They know that this is the last hundred years for the Lord to stay in the kingdom of God.

At the beginning, when the LORD went up the mountain, he made a promise that he would watch the world for nine hundred years. Now, the last hundred years is coming.

"Gu Yao, you don't have much time left."

In front of Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen opens his mouth and whispers.

In the distant star field, the thunder becomes a thunder sea, obliterating the figure of the preacher.

In Leihai, a blue robed ancient yaozun stands in the air, and the sun rises all over his body to block the disaster.

The ancient Yao Zun, who was once the strongest man in the world, is now the world's attention.

There are endless thunder disasters. The ancient Yao master is surrounded by divine flame. Zhiyang skill is the first to show the power of shocking the world.

The nine suns burn the sky and block the thunder again and again. The way of heaven is merciless and kills the practitioners in the world.

Ancient Yao Du robbery, crape myrtle peak, Ning Chen looking at the distance, calm eyes also finally appeared a short wave.

After he left, the divine realm needed a new realm master to be in charge. The ancient Yao Zun who mastered the forbidden years was the best choice.

The disaster of Gu Yao has been gone for ten years, and Ning Chen has been waiting for ten years on the peak of crape myrtle.

Ten years later, Gu Yao returned to the peak and saluted respectfully.

"Lord, I'm back."

When he came back from the sermon, Gu Yao's whole body was shining with gold, just like a God coming into the world. His breath was powerful and shocking.

Ning Chen turns around and looks at the ancient Yao Zun in front of him. There is a little comfort in his tired eyes.

"You need time to consolidate your realm when you first prove the emperor's way. You don't have to be formal. Go back and have a rest." Ning Chen opens his mouth.

"Thank you, master. I'm leaving!"

The venerable Gu Yao gave a respectful salute, and immediately disappeared from Ziwei mountain.

The last wish of the divine realm has been finished, and the burden in Ning Chen's heart has been put down. He turns to look at the world, and the color of desire flashed in his eyes.Nearly a thousand years, the waiting time is coming.

The distant floating island, closed for 800 years of lime out, leave from the floating island.

Half a day later, on Shenfeng mountain, lime came, looked at the man with white hair and plain clothes in front of the peak, and said, "I'm going."

Before the peak, Ning Chen hears the speech, the body is tiny Dun, turn round to look at the former, the way, "where is sister lime going?"

"For a hundred years, my cultivation has been stagnant. Do you want to go out for a walk?" The lime whispered.

"How long?" Ning Chen asks a way.

"Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, I don't know." Replied the lime.

Ning Chen is silent, after a long time, in the heart a sigh, the vision looks at in front of the woman, smile way, "on the road careful."

"You too."

Lime should be a deep look at the eyes, did not say more, turned away.

At the foot of the mountain, Ruoxi waited quietly without going up to say goodbye.

"Let's go."

After a while, lime came and said.

If cherish nod, leave together.

In front of the peak, Ning Chen looks at the back of the two people leaving, and sighs again in his heart.

"Sister lime, can you get what you want?"

God, if cherish the tears in the eyes finally can no longer help, dripping down.

"Yes."

Lime nodded.

"That's good."

Ruoxi broke his tears into a smile, raised his hand to wipe tears from his face, and said, "we can't be childe's concern."

"Do you care?"

Looking back, he looks very complicated. If they leave, he will not care about them. In this long millennium, he will not choose to wait.

The time of a thousand years is so long. It is everyone's dream for a man of cultivation to pursue longevity and become an immortal. What he gives up is not as simple as a thousand years.

A thousand years ago, with the help of the moon god, it was within reach for him to ascend to the divine world.

However, he chose to wait for thousands of years in the human world. After thousands of years, his accomplishments were scattered and his foundation was completely destroyed. It was almost impossible for him to enter the divine world again.

Along the way, the cultivation of martial arts is scattered and easy to recover. If the foundation is destroyed, it is almost equal to breaking all hope.

This millennium is the limit that he can support. After losing all his accomplishments and foundations, his longevity will not be much more than that of ordinary people.

When Qingling and Ruoxi leave, the thin figure of Zhiming on Ziwei peak seems more lonely, with white hair flying, waiting for the arrival of the Millennium day after day, year after year.

Gradually, crape myrtle peak, covered with fallen leaves Shenfeng, the last hundred years, ningchen eyes in the vicissitudes of life has been rich.

In the divine realm, on floating islands, all the closed kings went out one after another. In the last hundred years, they did not close again.

Nine hundred years of ups and downs, from the battle of killing demons to today, the Lord of the realm has guarded the human world for nine hundred years. In these nine hundred years, the human world has really entered a prosperous age. It can be said that these years guarded by the Lord of the realm are the most glorious period of the human race since ancient times.

Time flies, this year, crape myrtle peak, waiting for a thousand years of Zhiming finally took back the eyes of watching the world.

The millennium has come, and the promise of nine hundred years has been fulfilled. Ning Chen puts down all his burdens and turns to walk down the mountain.

In the realm of God, on thousands of floating islands, a strong man in the realm of king felt it and saluted one after another.

"To the Lord of the border!"

"To the Lord of the border!"

……

A farewell, resounding through the crape myrtle realm, King salute, thank the crape myrtle realm Lord nine hundred years of protection.

"Venerable Gu Yao, from now on, the world will be handed over to you."

Crape myrtle peak, Ning Chen calm said a, immediately step toward God outside the country.

"Gu Yao, respect the law!"

Ziwei peak, the ancient yaozun appeared, respectfully salute road.

Outside God, Ning Chen goes out, a head of white hair gradually returns to black, ordinary face, ordinary breath.

A few months later, ningchen, the kingdom of Xumi and Buddha, came to hunt in plain clothes.

In the Buddhist kingdom, AI ran Ming Wang feels that his beautiful eyes open. Looking at the man in plain clothes in front of him, he says, "you're still here."

Ning Chen nodded and looked away at the praying mountain. He said in a soft voice, "I want to go up the mountain again."

AI ran Ming Wang quietly looked at the people in front of him. After a long time, he nodded and said, "yes."

"Thank you very much."

Ning Chen saluted and immediately walked towards the Western praying mountain.

In the west of Buddhism, on the praying mountain, there are endless believers coming together. It's as majestic as the sea, and it's shocking.

On this day, in front of the mountain, Ning Chen came, step by step to Foshan.

"For thousands of years, you have come at last."

On Foshan, the chanting force is rolling and condensing. The Golden Buddha is as high as ten thousand feet. The Buddha's light shines all over Foshan.

"Seek Buddha's guidance."Ning Chen salutes respectfully.

"The vast sea of people, even if she really reincarnated, you may not find her, even so, you still want to find it?" Asked the Buddha.

"I'm looking for it." Ning Chen responds.

"Thousands of years in the world, reincarnation ten generations, even if you find her, she does not know you, do you want to find it?" Buddha said.

"I'm looking for it." Ning Chen responds again.

"Idiot."

The Buddha sighed and said, "in the north of the sky, at the end of the starry sky, there is a field called forgetting Sichuan. There are many similar flowers in the world. If you are predestined with her, maybe you can see her there."

"Thank you very much."

Ning Chen hears speech, again respectful a gift, way, "younger generation leaves."

Leaving soon, the Buddha opened his mouth again in the void, saying, "a thousand years of waiting, maybe only in exchange for a brush in this world, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it."

Ning Chen calm should a, immediately step toward the foot of the mountain.