Su Qingxue was slightly surprised when she saw the guardian of the tomb.
"Husband, you said he was the one who brought you here?"
"Not bad," Ye Fan nodded.
When he was about to leave from the highest heaven, he noticed a breath and deliberately tried him.
As a result, as soon as he tracked down, he came directly to the Baijin Emperor's Mausoleum.
Because he had met Monk Chen before, Ye Fan was not surprised by the background of the Celestial God Clan.
"This senior, I don't know who is in the history of the Platinum Protoss?"
The mausoleum guard waved his hand, "Looking high, the old man is all looking at the grave, not a big man."
Ye Fan smiled. Since the other party didn't want to introduce himself, he was too lazy to ask.
The moment the guardian's voice fell, the world in front of Ye Fan and Su Qingxue suddenly changed.
There is no warning, and the space does not seem to fluctuate.
I was still in the imperial mausoleum just now, and suddenly I was in a piece of grassland.
Next to them are two old-fashioned wooden houses of the Protoss, and some common flowers and plants have been planted on the cultivated plots.
"Husband, what's the matter
Hallucinations? "
Su Qingxue said in surprise.
"No, it's all true," Ye Fan said.
Ye Fan has seen Lao Lin's original method, so this hand scene switch is actually okay.
In addition, he has actually done more "excessive" rewriting of reality, so this is not very shocking.
However, the hand of the guardian of the tomb is definitely not random.
He has already gotten the bottom line-his strength is already above the plane level, perhaps, he has entered the stage of creation.
After all, his gestures can already change the real world.
With this method, Ye Fan had this ability, but he still couldn't really master it.
The tomb keeper poured a pot of hot tea for the two by a rough stone table.
"Here, the old man, there is nothing to entertain the sword god, only some rough tea that he grows."
Ye Fan sat down and took a sip from the cup.
"It's really crude tea, it doesn't taste any light," Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Haha..." The guardian smiled faintly: "When I was young, I also liked to drink good fragrant tea, but as I get older, I feel more and more that the lighter the tea, the more flavorful it is."
"Why?"
Ye Fan asked.
"No matter how fragrant, no matter how sweet the tea is, it will naturally be the same after drinking it for a long time."
"As time goes by, I feel that there is nothing new, and the more regret it brings to you."
"But this rough tea, although the taste is faint, it has a hint of fragrance more than ordinary water."
"You don't have any hope for it, but you feel that any taste is a kind of surprise."
Ye Fan thought, "Good things are hard to maintain, but ordinary things are easy to get better."
"Senior living in seclusion in the imperial mausoleum, it seems that I just want to make life into this mountain and clear tea..." The world often says that life is plain and plain.
But in fact, you have to live a plain life, and you really need to live such a life.
These words of the guardian seem to be chatting, but in fact they are expressing his position and his thoughts.
The Celestial Clan has existed to this day, and the Platinum Protoss has continued to this day, and has experienced countless winds and rains.
In fact, as far as the true mainstay of the Protoss is concerned, they have long been accustomed to seeing the rise and fall of the Protoss.
Their only vision is that the Protoss can continue.
It doesn't matter whether you are above the top or ordinary, you can actually live your life.
Just like this pot of tea, it doesn't need to be too high-grade, it's as light as water, but it's always a bit more flavorful.
But... if there is no tea, it will definitely not work.
"Senior, since I have left too much life, naturally I will not do anything to the Protoss."
"But Hongmeng is coming fiercely, and the minions now exposed are just the tip of the iceberg."
Ye Fan lifted the teapot and tapped it lightly.
"I can only promise you that as long as the Protoss doesn't break the'teapot' by themselves... There will always be tea in this teapot."
The guardian smiled and said, "The sword god is confident."
"I feel much more relaxed with an old man like you sitting in the country," Ye Fan said with a smile.
The mausoleum guard smiled and sighed: "If it is not necessary, the old man still wants to take care of this matter."
"Since the Sword God is so calm, the old man can also guarantee that as long as the pot of tea can be refilled, he won't insist on anything else."
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the fellow Tai Cang made the big man behind the Celestial Clan feel uneasy... Su Qingxue wanted to support Aton. She had already noticed that she wanted to come to the other party, but she didn't mean to interrupt.
After all, as long as the protoss can unite and continue, it is a good thing to be the emperor.
Suddenly, the guardian asked... "Long Wu, how is he?"
Ye Fan's face changed, "Do you know Dragon Five?"
"At the beginning you changed your name to Longwu, and when you came to the Kingdom of Gods, I knew that most of you knew him..." "Otherwise, you think that your kid really crossed the ocean without telling the truth?"
The mausoleum guards play with the taste.
Ye Fan coughed awkwardly, "What is the relationship between Senior and Long Wu?"
"When I was young, I had some intersections with the old boy."
"At that time, the Demon Dragon Sovereign of the Beginning of the Beginning, in order to deal with his enemies, to avenge his biological father, made countless enemies, it can be said to be red eyes."
"When I was young, I was very high-spirited, thinking that the gods and demons were not equal, and it turned out not to be the opponent of the Demon Dragon Emperor..." "Fortunately, Dragon Five had some friendship with me, and he was half the master of the Demon Dragon Emperor, so he saved me. A fate."
Ye Fan regretfully said, "Senior Longwu... also saved me once and is gone."
The tomb guard was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the green hills in the distance, and said with emotion: "He also left, too, he refused to cross the river, and he is a mortal. It is a miracle that he can live so long..." I don't know how many epochs are."
"The group of guys at that time, it seems that there are not many left."
"Baiyun Canggu, Baiju crosses the gap..." "Even if it is brilliant to the extreme, what's the point..." "The prosperity is gone, only the breeze is accompanied by..." In the end, the voice of the guardian muttering to himself is already in the wind. Drifting away.
Ye Fan and Su Qingxue had already returned to the imperial mausoleum without realizing it.
"Husband, you said... In the future, will we, like this senior tomb guard, feel that everything we are doing now is so meaningless..." Su Qingxue hasn't said anything, but it's just as we listened to it. Mixed feelings.
"I have no idea".
Ye Fan said with deep eyes: "But I can be sure of one thing..." "What?"
"Only those who have survived are qualified to remember whether it is meaningful to recall the past..."... Hongmeng Universe, a crystal clear Yuzhu forest.
Deep in the bamboo forest, a misty pool.
"Ah!" A naked man "corpse" suddenly recovered from the pool, sat up, and let out a sigh of relief! "Wake up when you wake up, what are you yelling at?"
By the pool, a woman with long purple curly hair was wiping her crossbow-shaped spiritual weapon.
On the other side, a man with long black hair, wearing a white woven towel, seemed to have just got up from the pool, his face was pale.
"Wanli lonely smoke, walking alone at night, where is Qi Wensha?"
The brawny man who just woke up was the Emperor Tinglei.
"Hey... it's still soaking in the pool, Jian Yuzhu said, the cultivation of his green dragon body is slower and it takes a little more time."
Di Tinglei looked and looked far away, a figure still immersed in the pool, breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he remembered something, then turned around and asked: "Did you report the affairs of the Abyssal Witch?"