Purple Star Divine Peak, I have been waiting for my fate for seven hundred years, and the wind and frost on my body have become heavy and cannot be dissipated.
The face that has not changed in seven hundred years is as young as ever, but the vicissitudes of life in the eyes add a rich touch every year.
As the eighth century approaches, Ning Chen has lost all his cultivation and looks no different from a mortal.
However, every Fourth Realm strong person in the divine realm knows that the power of Purple Star Realm Lord cannot be affected by his cultivation level.
This is why the kings of the Demon Realm knew that the Realm Master had been severely injured in the battle of Demon Slaying, but they still did not dare to invade the human race again.
It can be said that as long as the realm master still stands on that divine peak, no one in the world would dare to commit a crime.
In the eighth hundred years, martial arts in the world have further developed, and Underworld Yama, who have embarked on their own paths, finally has someone who is the first to attain the imperial way.
Contrary to everyone's expectations, eight hundred years later, the first person to attain enlightenment was neither the most powerful Xia Ziyi nor the most powerful King Qi, but Buddhist Kingdom, the contemporary Buddha, Aizen Myōō.
On this day, in the sky above Buddhist Kingdom, ten thousand Buddhas sang and King Ming attained enlightenment.
The earth-shattering scene was shocking. Underworld Yama, who was scattered across the major star fields, looked at the All Heavens Buddhist Kingdom with a strange look on his face.
Unexpectedly, Aizen Myōō walked in front of everyone.
"Why didn't you see how fierce this girl was before?"
Sky-Transcending Sacred City, Luo Xingchen, who was practicing in seclusion, opened his eyes with a look of surprise.
"Know?"
Luo Xingchen Outside the stone retreat room, Seventh Divine General opened his mouth and said calmly.
"Yeah."
Luo Xingchen nodded and replied, "Fellow practitioners in the underworld, now the master of the Buddhist Kingdom, Aizen Myōō."
"Buddhist Kingdom?"
Seventh Divine General whispered softly, Buddhist Kingdom Luck, in the past seven hundred years, has been at its peak and glorious, and it is a shortcut to prove the Tao with the help of the faith of all living beings.
"It's Aizen."
In several star fields in Xiangge, on the starry sky, Consort Luo stopped, looked far away, and said softly.
"The demonic nature of the Buddha's heart will eventually prove his own way."
Xia Ziyi responded calmly and said, "Let's go. Nowadays, the earth and the earth are changing frequently, and the human race's powerful emperors are emerging one after another. This is not necessarily a good thing. We must improve our strength as soon as possible to deal with future changes."
"Yeah."
Consort Luo responded lightly and walked together towards the depths of the starry sky.
Purple Star Divine Realm, before the peak, Ning Chen looked at the world, his expression did not appear too much because of Airan's enlightenment.
All the kings of the underworld, except him, are very incomparable in terms of talent and training. To achieve the imperial way, all you need is an opportunity.
When the opportunity comes, he believes that the splendor of the kings of the underworld will move the whole world.
Aizen is the first, but she will definitely not be the last.
He will be in the divine realm and witness the kings of the underworld stunning the world.
The eight hundred years of martial arts' heyday gradually passed with the glory of Aizen Myōō's master Buddhist Kingdom's enlightenment, and the ninth century followed.
When this century comes, the hearts of all the kings in the divine realm become heavy.
They knew that this was the last hundred years that the Realm Master would stay in the Divine Realm.
When the Realm Master went up the mountain, he made a promise that he would watch over the world for nine hundred years. Now, the last hundred years are finally coming.
"Gu Yao, I don't have much time left for you."
In front of Purple Star Divine Peak, Ning Chen spoke softly.
In the distant star field, thousands of thunders turned into a sea of thunder, annihilating the figure of the enlightened person.
In the sea of thunder, Ancient Sun Venerable, dressed in a blue robe, stood in the sky, with the divine sun rising around him, trying to withstand the catastrophe.
Ancient Sun Venerable, the strongest man in the world in the past, is now Emperor Tribulation, attracting the attention of the world.
There are many thunder tribulations, endless, Ancient Sun Venerable is surrounded by divine flames, and the Zhiyang Kung Fu shows its world-shattering power for the first time.
Nine Suns Burning Heaven, blocking one thunder catastrophe after another, the way of heaven is ruthless, killing the cultivators in the world.
On Gu Yao Tribulation Transcending, Purple Star Divine Peak, Ning Chen stared into the distance, and his calm eyes finally showed a brief wave.
After he left, the Divine Realm needed a new realm leader, and Ancient Sun Venerable, who mastered Time Restriction, was the best candidate.
The calamity of the Ancient Yao took a full ten years, Purple Star Divine Peak, Ning Chen also waited for ten years.
Ten years later, Gu Yao returned and bowed respectfully in front of the peak.
"Boundary Master, I'm back."
After returning from the enlightenment, Gu Yao's whole body was dazzling with golden light, like a god coming to the world, his aura was as powerful as a stormy sea, and he was so powerful that it was shocking.
Ning Chen turned around and looked at Ancient Sun Venerable in front of him, with a rare hint of relief in his tired eyes.
"You have just realized the imperial way. You still need time to consolidate your realm. There is no need to follow these red tapes. Go back and rest." Ning Chen said.
"Thank you very much, Landlord, I will resign!"
Ancient Sun Venerable bowed respectfully, then disappeared and left Purple Star Divine Peak.
The last wish of the divine realm was fulfilled, and the heavy burden in Ning Chen's heart was relieved. He turned around and looked at the human world, with a look of desire flashing in his eyes.
After nearly a thousand years, the day of waiting is finally coming.
On a floating island in the distance, Qing Ling, who had been in seclusion for eight hundred years, walked out and left the floating island.
Half a day later, on the sacred peak, Qing Ling came over, looked at the white-haired man in plain clothes in front of the peak, and said, "I'm leaving."
In front of the peak, Ning Chen heard this, paused slightly, turned around and looked at the former, and said, "Where is Sister Qing Ling going?"
"My cultivation has been stagnant for a hundred years. Want to go out for a walk?" Qing Ling said softly.
"How long?" Ning Chen asked.
"Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, I don't know." Qing Ling replied.
Ning Chen was silent. After a long time, he sighed in his heart, looked at the woman in front of him, and said with a smile, "Be careful on the road."
"You too."
Qing Ling responded, took a deep look at the former, turned around and left without saying anything more.
At the bottom of the mountain, Ruoxi waited quietly and did not go up the mountain to say goodbye.
"Let's go."
Not long after, Qing Ling came over and said.
Ruoxi nodded and left together.
In front of the peak, Ning Chen watched the two people leaving, and sighed again in his heart.
"Sister Qing Ling, can the young master get what he wants?"
Outside the realm of gods, the tears in Ruoxi's eyes finally couldn't hold back any longer and began to drip down.
"I will."
Qing Ling nodded.
"That's good."
Ruoxi burst into laughter, raised his hands to wipe away the tears on his face, and said, "We can't become the Young Master's concern."
"Are you concerned?"
Qing Ling looked back with a complicated expression. If their departure would make him no longer worried, then he would not choose to wait bitterly for these long thousand years.
A thousand years is such a long time. It is everyone's dream for a cultivator to pursue immortality and become an immortal. What he gave up is not just as simple as a thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, with the help of the Moon God, for him, ascending to the divine world was within reach.
However, he chose to wait in the human world for thousands of years. After thousands of years, his cultivation was exhausted and his foundation was completely destroyed. It was almost impossible to enter the divine world again.
Along the way of martial arts, it is easy to recover if your cultivation is lost. If the foundation is destroyed, it is almost equivalent to losing all hope.
These thousand years are the limit of what he can sustain. After losing all his cultivation and foundation, his lifespan will not be much longer than that of a mortal.
Qing Ling and Ruoxi left. On Purple Star Peak, the figure of Zhi Mingbo seemed even more lonely, with flying white hair, waiting for the arrival of the millennium day after day, year after year.
Gradually, fallen leaves covered Purple Star Peak's sacred peaks. In the last hundred years, the vicissitudes of life in Ning Chen's eyes have been so intense that they cannot be healed.
In the divine realm, on floating islands one after another, all the kings who were in retreat came out of seclusion one after another. In the last hundred years, they have not been in seclusion again.
Nine hundred years of ups and downs, from the battle of Demon Slaying to today, the Realm Lord has guarded the world for nine hundred years. During these nine hundred years, the world has truly entered a prosperous age. It can be said that these years guarded by the Realm Lord are the most glorious period of the human race since ancient times.
Time flies, this year, on Purple Star Peak, Zhiming, who has been waiting for thousands of years, finally withdrew his gaze to watch the world.
A thousand years have passed, and the nine-hundred-year promise has been fulfilled. Ning Chen put down all the burdens on his body, turned around and walked down the mountain.
In the divine realm, on the thousands of floating islands, a strong man in the king realm felt this and saluted one after another.
"Congratulations to the Realm Master!"
"Congratulations to the Realm Master!"
Words of farewell resounded throughout the Purple Star Divine Realm. The king paid tribute and thanked Purple Star Realm Lord for his nine hundred years of protection.
"Ancient Sun Venerable, from now on, the world will be in your hands."
Purple Star Peak Next, Ning Chen said calmly, and then walked towards the outside of the divine realm.
"Gu Yao, respect the law!"
On Purple Star Peak, Ancient Sun Venerable appeared and saluted respectfully.
Outside the realm of gods, Ning Chen walked out, his white hair gradually returning to black, his ordinary face, and his ordinary aura.
A few months later, All Heavens Starfield, Sumeru Buddhist Kingdom, and Ning Chen came, dressed in plain clothes, one step at a time.
Among the Buddhist Kingdom, Aizen Myōō felt something. He opened his beautiful eyes, looked at the man in plain clothes in front of him, and said, "You're still here."
Ning Chen nodded, looked into the distance Prayer Mountain, and said softly, "I want to go up the mountain again."
Aizen Myōō looked at the person in front of him quietly. After a long time, he nodded and said, "Okay."
"Thank you."
Ning Chen saluted and immediately walked towards the west Prayer Mountain.
Buddhist Kingdom In the west, on Prayer Mountain, endless believers' thoughts gathered together, as majestic as the sea, shocking people's hearts.
On this day, in front of Prayer Mountain, Ning Chen came, walking step by step towards Foshan.
"It's been a thousand years, but you're finally here."
On the Foshan Mountain, the power of thoughts rolled and condensed into shape. The golden Buddha was ten thousand feet high, Buddha's Light Shines Universally, lighting up the entire Foshan Mountain.
"Ask the Buddha for guidance."
Ning Chen saluted respectfully.
"The sea of people is huge. Even if she really reincarnates, you may not be able to find her. Even so, will you still look for her?" Buddha asked.
"Looking for it." Ning Chen responded.
"Thousands of years and ten reincarnations in this human world. Even if you find her, she doesn't recognize you. Are you still looking for her?" Buddha said.
"Looking for it." Ning Chen responded again.
"Idiot."
The Buddha sighed softly and said, "In the north of the heavens, at the end of the starry sky, there is a region called the River of Forgetfulness. There, similar flowers often bloom in the world. If you are destined to her, you may be able to see her there."
"Thank you."
Ning Chen Hearing this, he bowed respectfully again and said, "Junior, take your leave."
As he was about to leave, the Buddha spoke again in the void, saying, "If you wait for a thousand years, you may only get a chance to pass by me in this life. Is it worth it?"
"It's worth it."
Ning Chen responded calmly and immediately walked down the mountain.