The turmoil in the Dao ancient imperial city, Xuan Luo disciple Wang Lin’s rush to the palace, repaying his gratitude with death, under the attention of all people, killed the Dao ancient emperor, and even the Wei Sheng Emperor Ancestor, there was no way to stop it. The departure of Wang Lin.
This scene of events, as the people of the other two clans left, gradually spread throughout the ancient land, but those who are qualified to know about this matter, almost no one knows.
This incident should have been even more sensational, but under another even more astonishing incident, it slowly disappeared, that is, the early opening of the Primordial God Realm, which caused a crash for the entire ancient clan and even the entire Xiangang Continent.
The vast sea between the ancient tribe and the immortal tribe has now become a huge deep pit, which is boundless and exudes bursts of rotting smell, and it is in the middle of the old sea, the erected sea rotates, There was a constant roar.
In the whistling sea water, the gate made up of nine huge pillars looming in the sky, the existence of this scene attracted the attention of most powerful people in Xiangang Continent and attracted many people to come with their own magical powers. , Just under observation, but left silently one by one.
The Emperor Jiu had also come in person, but the sea was spinning like a storm. With his cultivation base, he couldn't step too deep, and he couldn't enter the depths at all. What's more, the looming door hadn't been opened yet, but with his cultivation base. , In conjunction with Na Haizi's deduction, it was faintly calculated that it would take about five hundred years for this Primordial Divine Realm to truly open.
And the opening this time will be unprecedented, and it will be opened completely!
Dao One, Wu Feng, and the great heavenly venerations from the ancient land including Xuan Luo, all came one after another, all stopped outside the storm of the sea turning, and after a long period of silent observation, they left silently. .
But at the same time, an oral message uploaded from Gudao Mountain was passed into the Three Vessels of the ancient tribe Da Tianzun and the imperial mind. The content of the message is very simple. Tell everyone, don’t observe it anymore. The Primordial God Realm, this place will be opened five hundred years later, allowing the three royal clans and their respective Great Heavenly Sovereigns to prepare for battle in these five hundred years.
Regarding the death of Emperor Daogu Huangzun, Gudao Mountain did not pay any attention to it. This strange phenomenon also caused the group of people in Daogu's line who advocated killing Wang Lin and begged the Dao Tianzun to take action. They were silent. Don't mention it either.
Similar to the land of the ancient tribe, on the land of the immortal tribe, from the Emperor Mountain of the ancestral city, and the imperial palace of the immortal tribe, there was an imperial decree proclaiming to the world. , In these five hundred years, I have tried my best to train various powerhouses, especially those Tianzun and Yuetianzun monks, and they are all excited. This Primordial Divine Realm is like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, once they have gained good fortune. , You can ascend to the sky in one step and become a great god!
The Xiangang Continent, due to the emergence of this Primordial God Realm, was surging for a while, but within the five-hundred-year time limit, one after another had tolerated it, and an undercurrent permeated, like the calm before the storm.
Regardless of Xiangu, anyone who thinks they are qualified to enter the Primordial God Realm can feel the depression from the surroundings, the secret movement from all continents, and vaguely know that, five hundred years later, at the moment of the Primordial God Realm opening, There will be a grand event like an occasion.
But this matter is likely to cause another immortal war on the Xiangang Continent, which hasn't fought again for a long time! !
The ancient race is preparing... The immortal race, the same is true!
Five hundred years, only five hundred years! ! For mortals, for low-level monks and tribesmen, five hundred years may be long, but for those who are strong, five hundred years is just a blink of an eye.
At the same time that the Xiangang Continent was sprouted due to the immemorial divine realm, the Daogu’s twelve counties and the Shigu region bordered on a prefecture, where rain continued to flow, and in this season, it was in Ruomei rain. At times, the rain was not heavy, but it fell continuously, forming a rain curtain that would last for a long time.
In that rainwater, except for the ancient cities, which are still prosperous, the earth outside is in tranquility. The rain falls on the leaves and makes noises, and when it falls on the ground, it accumulates into a Juanjuan creek.
The sky is dim, seemingly hazy, but on a low mountain in the distance, there is a young man in white clothes holding an oil paper umbrella, beside him, there is a woman standing with a beautiful figure. , Standing with the man, also looking forward.
"These are the stories between you and the remnant soul called Wan'er in my body..." the woman said softly, her eyes retracted from the rain, and she turned to look at the white-clothed man beside her.
It was this man who broke into the ancient palace, killed the ancient emperor, and walked out with one person, no one dared to stop half a step, and came here with her.
She didn't know where the other party was going, but along the way, the gentleness and considerateness of this man made her feel a warmth from the depths of her heart.
On the way, the man told her a story, it was a long story, an accidental encounter, with the sentence "I will take you to kill" opened a thread of love.
The sentence "Heaven made you die, I will also snatch you back!!" As the ending, thousands of years of sorrow and miss are left behind.
Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes softened, and nodded.
The woman was silent, she could feel that the softness in the other's eyes was not about herself, but the ray of remnant soul in her body. She silently looked at the rain curtain between the sky and the earth in the distance, and after a long time, she spoke softly.
"Where are we going?"
"Go to the place where we first met." Wang Lin hugged Song Zhi, who was immersed in Li Muwan's remnant soul, and shook his body, facing the rain, walking towards the distance.
On this road, he did not start at full speed, to take care of Song Zhi's weak body and the unstable soul in it. Therefore, on this road, it has been nearly a year since he killed the ancient emperor.
During this year, Wang Lin did not encounter any chase from Gu Dao Mountain, and Dao Gu's line refused to talk about it. In peace all the way, Wang Lin led the woman and gradually walked to the edge of the Dao Gu line area.
After this, it is the beginning of ancient times.
"The place we met for the first time... Is that the Black Rock City..." The woman was in Wang Lin's arm, a blue silk was blown by the wind, and there were so many strands of it on Wang Lin's face, which resembled Wang Lin's white hair. Entangled together.
Wang Lin didn't speak, and with the girl, she gradually disappeared into the rain.
A few months later, Wang Lin and Song Zhi walked out of the Daogu line and stepped into the land of Sigu. After returning here, Song Zhi's mood no longer seemed to be depressed. She watched the scenes of Sigu. , Faintly found familiarity.
But her words are getting less and less. When facing Wang Lin, she is more often silent, and her heart is very complicated. After more than a year, the other party will sometimes send a warm breath into her body. , She didn't know what this breath was, but she could feel that the soul slowly merging together in her body showed signs of separation.
"He is separating the soul of the woman named Wan'er in my body... Maybe when this soul is completely separated, it will be the moment I die... But before I die, I can take a look at my hometown, take a look at Aunt Chang and Dongmei , It's also very good." Song Zhi was bitter in his heart and became more silent.
She was scared, but powerless.
Regarding all this, Wang Lin saw in his eyes, he didn't explain anything, he got closer to Black Rock City.
Months passed.
"Tomorrow, will I be able to go to Black Rock City?" When the sun was dark, on a barren mountain, Song Zhi asked the man next to him softly, looking at the distance.
Just now, Wang Lin told her that tomorrow, she would be able to return to her hometown of Heishi City.
Wang Lin nodded.
Song Zhi was silent for a moment, with a smile on his face, a light sigh, and then turned to look at Wang Lin, looking at the person who had been with her for more than a year, looking at the other person who looked like a young man, but in fact he was full of vicissitudes of life.
"Wan'er is very happy... I hope you and her will be happy forever."
At noon the next day, Black Rock City was faintly visible from a distance. The city made of black boulders fell in Song Zhi's eyes and made her feel the breath of hometown.
"Can you let me touch your face..." Less than a mile outside the city, Wang Lin stopped, Song Zhi looked at Wang Lin and spoke softly.
Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him, and for a long time, lightly nodded.
Song Zhi smiled, and Qiao's face suddenly blushed. She raised her hands and stroked Wang Lin's ordinary face. After a while, she leaned her head in Wang Lin's arms, as if she could hear the heartbeat in Wang Lin's chest.
The throbbing sound made her close her eyes.
Wang Lin lowered his head and raised his right hand to stroke the woman's hair. A fragrance came from and entered Wang Lin's nose. The two of them hugged each other until time passed.
When the setting sun in the distance faintly glowed red and the world was slightly dim, Song Zhi raised his head and left Wang Lin's chest.
"If I die, please put..."
"You're not going to die." Wang Lin calmly looked at the woman, and as he spoke, with his right hand a little closer to the woman's eyebrows, Song Zhi's eyes were blurred, and he slowly fell aside, as if he was asleep.
Half an hour later, when she woke up again, she was confused in her eyes. She looked around and was silent, pressing her head and frowning her eyebrows. For a long time, she seemed to remember something.
At this moment, the setting sun had fallen for most of the time, and the world was faintly, Song Zhi stood up, and at a glance, there was an extra jade pendant hanging on his neck, exuding warmth.
She could feel that the remnant soul that belonged to Wan'er in her body was gone. She was still Song Zhi without any harm, but there was a trace of melancholy in her heart, with complexity in her eyes. In the uninhabited surroundings, for a long time, she turned around and walked towards the Black Rock City not far away.
There is her hometown.