Time Flies, a Century Passes Like a White Steed Flitting Past a Crack, Gone in a Flick of the Fingers
Time flies by, and time flies by.
Hundreds of years passed quietly like a fleeting moment.
Since the battle of the Cultivation Alliance, Long Panzi self-destructed and died, the great alliance fell apart, and Kunxu Star Domain no longer has a force that can compete with Thunder Immortal World.
The war subsided, all souls returned to safety, and the starry sky that was once filled with smoke finally returned to calm.
Luo Chuan returned from the starry sky and never left Vermilion Bird Planet.
He guarded the planet that gave birth to him, raised him, and hid half of his joys and sorrows as well as his obsession with his old friend, for a full hundred years.
In the past hundred years, he has never set foot in the starry sky again, nor has he caused any more bloodshed.
With the supreme cultivation of Eight-Star Ancient God and Kongnie realm powers, he completely stabilized Vermilion Bird Planet's spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and reshaped Hengyue Sect's foundation of the mountain gate.
He managed the sect that Lin Junwan guarded with his life in an orderly manner and produced numerous talents, making it a holy place that no one dared to offend easily in the entire star field.
Zhou Youlong died in the bamboo forest at the back of the mountain after his life was exhausted. Luo Chuan personally presided over the funeral and buried him beside the tombstone of Lin Junwan so that the two old friends could be together and not be lonely.
Li Muwan is still by his side, and time seems to have treated this gentle woman particularly favorably. Hundreds of years have not left any trace of frost between her eyebrows, and she is still as beautiful and gentle as when they first met her.
The two of them stayed together in a bamboo house in a bamboo forest, watching the clouds and sea at sunrise, and sitting and gazing at the stars at night. They did not talk about killings or grievances, and spent a hundred years living peacefully and peacefully.
He would often stand alone in front of Lin Junwan's tombstone for several days.
He looked at the sentence "Jun Wan In this life, I am lucky to meet Luo Chuan, and I will live up to Heng Yue". His fingertips gently brushed the cold surface of the monument, and his eyes were full of peace and relief.
The deep revenge of the Blood Sea back then has been avenged, the old friend's entrustment has been fulfilled, Hengyue Sect is stable, Vermilion Bird Planet is peaceful, all the karma he owed and the karma he has settled have finally been paid off in this hundred years of stability.
Over the past hundred years, Luo Chuan's cultivation has not been deliberately improved, but as time has accumulated and the Daoist heart has been perfected, he has quietly made further progress.
Eight-Star Ancient God's power has been perfected, Kongnie's mid-term cultivation is as stable as a mountain, and the power of the soul penetrates the starry sky. Even if you close your eyes and sit quietly, you can have a panoramic view of every plant and tree in Vermilion Bird Planet.
It's just that the heart that has gone through killings, carried grievances, and repaired for thousands of years, gradually developed a yearning for the distant place amid a hundred years of peace.
Vermilion Bird Planet No matter how good it is, it cannot trap a Kunpeng that has spread its wings for nine days and has seen the vast sea of stars.
This is his root and his destination, but it is no longer his path forward.
The trust of Dao Ancient Ye Mo still exists, and the threat of Palm Sovereign from outside the world still exists. The world is vast and the starry sky is endless. There are too many unknowns, too many powerful enemies, and too many true meanings of the great road, waiting for him to explore, to confirm, and to reverse the practice.
Luo Chuan This life is about going against the will of heaven, rising from the bottom, breaking through the gap between life and death, and the road to immortality has no end.
Once you stop, your Daoist heart will be covered in dust, your cultivation will stagnate, and you will eventually be trapped in a star field like countless monks in this world.
It was wasted away in the years and turned into a handful of loess.
The morning light of the next day was brilliant.
Luo Chuan, still wearing that silver-white robe, came alone to the bamboo forest in the back mountain and in front of Lin Junwan's tombstone.
He didn't take Li Muwan with him, nor did he alert any of the Hengyue Sect's disciples. He just stood alone in front of the tombstone quietly.
Just like when he returned a hundred years ago, his fingertips gently brushed the surface of the monument, his expression was calm, without sadness or joy.
"Jun Wan, a hundred years have passed, Hengyue is stable, Vermilion Bird is peaceful, I have done everything I promised you."
"Back then, you entrusted me with your life, and I repaid you with a hundred years of staying together. From then on, we owe nothing to each other, and the cause and effect is settled."
The wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustle, like an old friend's gentle reply.
Luo Chuan bowed slowly, bowed deeply to the tombstone, then turned around, looked at the stars in the distance, and said lightly, "It's time to leave Vermilion Bird Planet."
In the next few days, Luo Chuan gathered all the powerful people from Vermilion Bird Planet at the Hengyue Sect and told them about his upcoming departure.
After learning that their ancestor was leaving, these powerful men also cast reluctant glances, knelt on the ground, and cried bitterly.
Luo Chuan also sighed. Although Cultivation Alliance Star Domain is now the strongest, he is still too weak in the face of absolute strength.
Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you protect and the people you want to protect.
After the discussion was over, Luo Chuan left Vermilion Bird Planet with Wan'er and the others.
Following him this time are Lei Ji, Li Muwan, Yao Xixue, Liu Mei, A-Dai, Thirteen, and the maid who was once in the Immortal Mansion, etc.
Now they live in the Immortal Mansion, and as long as he doesn't die, they will not be in danger.
Just as Luo Chuan was thinking about where to go next, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the distant starry sky.
I saw a miserable figure being surrounded and chased by a dense crowd of outsider monks.
That young man has messy silver hair and a handsome face stained with blood. He is none other than Wang Lin, who is wanted with a reward from all over the world.
"This person is Wang Lin!"
"Cut off his head and you will be directly listed on the Primordial Stars list!"
"If you dare to block the advancement of my outside army, you are simply asking for death!"
Within the formation barrier, the figure of Grand Minister Yunluo slowly stepped in. Her eyes immediately locked onto the surrounded Wang Lin, and a hint of deep fear flashed across her eyes.
The jade hand suddenly raised, pointing in the direction of Wang Lin, and the sound was sharp and harsh, spreading in all directions.
Sealed Realm Sovereign appeared to join the battle, and the originally stalemate balance of the battle was slowly tilting towards the side within the circle.
But this war that swept across the starry sky not only showed no signs of stopping, but instead became more and more fierce.
At this moment, in the land of Primordial Stars, there are thirteen more alien tribes, and at the same time, they have received a decisive military order from Palm Sovereign Council.
These tribes had already prepared their troops and were ready to go. The moment the order was passed, countless monks from outside the world roared in unison and rushed out like a tide.
With the help of the cross-border teleportation array deployed by Palm Sovereign Council in advance, more than 80,000 people appeared outside the gap of Boundary Sealing Array. Without any pause, they rushed into the array with crazy roars and killed one side inside the boundary.
Among the monks of these thirteen tribes, there are two third-step experts hidden among them!
As the two stepped forward, the void trembled, and they rushed straight to the weakest point of the gap in the formation, with overwhelming momentum.
Between the lightning and flint, old man Fire Sparrow Clan and Master Nanzhao, with their bodies as electric as lightning, instantly crossed the starry sky and rushed straight towards Wang Lin.
If there was only one old man Fire Sparrow Clan with such cultivation, Wang Lin could barely survive for a while with his various secret techniques and trump cards.
But the companion Master Nanzhao, whose cultivation is unfathomable, has already stepped into the Ethereal Realm!
This person alone has the absolute strength to kill Wang Lin on the spot!
What's more, this man's poisonous skills are domineering and strange. If he touches him, he will die, and if he touches him, he will be injured. His reputation is comparable to that of the Dahuang monks.