In the northern part of Ran Yunxing, in the capital of Emperor Mountain, there was a person sitting in an extremely luxurious palace. This person was nearly forty years old. He had slightly white hair on his temples, and under his sword eyebrows, he had star-like eyes.
This person is extremely handsome, with a green robe on his body, full of luxury, and there is even more majesty in his body.
On the table in front of him, there was a map. He looked thoughtful and looked at the map for a long time before he turned his gaze back.
It was late at night, and the moonlight fell outside. This person stood up in silence and went outside the hall, looking at the moon-shrouded world in the distance, and sighed softly.
"I don't know if my father is looking at this world..."
Cotton wool cloak. Was draped behind the man, the man raised his hand, held the soft man on his shoulder, smiled and said, "Are you still asleep?"
Behind the man, a woman walked out. This woman was beautiful. Although she was old, she didn't look old at all. Instead, there was a mature breath coming towards her face.
The woman showed tenderness in her eyes, looked at the man, and whispered: "Yefenghan, rest early."
The man grasped the woman's hand, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and slowly said, "Qing Yi, dad, what are you doing now..."
Qing Yi's face is reddened. Although she has been with the man in front of her for many years, and as agreed with her father, she also truthfully stated that the perennial accompaniment has caused the two to have a relationship, but at this moment, she still rises like a little daughter. Hongxia.
"Your father is right..."
Qing Yi whispered.
The man laughed, holding on to Qing Yi's hand, and said with a smile: "My father is your father."
Qing Yi felt sweetness in her heart, and followed the man's gaze at the bright moon in the sky. Whispered softly: "Daddy should have a rest..."
A strange light appeared in the man's eyes, and he shook his head and said: "I can feel it, father, should be looking at me..."
Qishui City, in the palace courtyard, Wang Lin retracted his gaze from the distance, sitting under the big tree in the courtyard, accompanied by the autumn wind, listening to the sound of the leaves being blown, sometimes, one or two leaves would fall. Drifting before his eyes.
These fallen leaves will eventually return to the tree, just like a wanderer going out, if they are tired and curled up, they will always return to their loved ones.
The years seem to flow silently along the trajectory of the leaves. Time turns, another five years.
The power of the Tianxing faction is already extremely large, covering the three empires and permeating the entire Ran Yunxing. If it has always been like this, it will not cause a storm. However, in three days, the Emperor Mountain Kingdom has undergone outstanding changes, and it has fully suppressed the Tianxing faction in its territory. , And sent a large number of soldiers to start annihilation.
This sudden change is like adding a cup of water to a pan, causing the entire Ran Yunxing's mortal world to be in chaos, causing an uproar.
The Tianxing Sect's counterattack was extremely fierce, and it took only half a month to obtain the military power of the Emperor Mountain Kingdom without a bloodbath. The Manchu dynasty of the Emperor Mountain Kingdom has six or seven people out of ten, and has become a member of the Tianxing Sect.
This rebellion that lasted less than a month, like a spring thunder, caught people by surprise, and shocked the soul for this Skywalker.
The two empires, Daqin and Chenyun, did not act rashly, but sent envoys to contact the Tianxing faction and sign an agreement with each other. Never violated.
The Emperor Mountain Kingdom is gone, and replaced by a huge empire called Tianxing.
In the capital of the Tianxing Empire, Wang Ping, wearing a dragon robe, stood at the highest point, looking up at the heaven and the earth below, beside him, Qing Yi was silently accompanied.
The courtiers of the Tianxing Empire, looking up to the new empire monarch, they are always blind to this person, as if everything in this world has never been valued by this person, as if even standing in this position today, It's just that he wants to be like someone and prove something.
Wang Ping's gaze crossed the world under his feet and looked into the distance.
The incident of Emperor Mountain Kingdom attracted the attention of the monk on Ran Yunxing, and gradually there were signs of intervention.
Wang Lin's life is still as calm as water, without any turbulence. His face was even older. This year was the fifth year of the establishment of the Skywalk Empire.
Da Qin and Chen Yun tore up the alliance agreement and launched an attack on Heaven Xing Nation.
Wang Lin didn't pay attention to all this. He sat in the inn all day, listening to the people around him constantly talking about all the rumors about the Three Kingdoms, drinking wine in silence without saying a word.
The store guy back then borrowed some money from relatives and bought the inn. Now, he has become the shopkeeper. The new guy is also very familiar with Wang Lin. When he sees him come in, he hastened to serve the last year. Wine dishes.
"You are getting older, so drink less of this wine."
The shop clerk was very kind-hearted, and after putting down the wine and food, he said with concern.
Wang Lin smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Drink a pot today."
The shop clerk smiled and turned around to greet the other customers. When he was in his free time, he leaned on the counter at the door, looked at Wang Lin’s old face, and sighed: "This old man is also a hard-working man, he is so old. There are no children to accompany."
The shopkeeper behind the counter lifted his hand from the abacus and shook his head: "I once heard the maid in their mansion say that the old man has a son, but he left home many years ago and has not returned yet."
Wang Lin took the flask and took a sip, his eyes fell out of the window. This sitting was one day.
At dusk, the old servants from the mansion came to the inn. From their point of view, the old man was already old. It was fine if he didn't drink. Once he drank, he needed someone by his side to follow him, otherwise he fell off. I am afraid that I will fall ill.
Under the gradually rising moonlight, followed by the old servants in the mansion, Wang Lin returned to his home. The empty house was dim and there was no light.
After letting the old servant retreat, Wang Lin sat on a chair in the yard, looking at the sky, and muttered: "Time flies so fast, Ping'er is already 47 years old... Maybe he also found some clues himself. …"
The wars of the three empires were slowly unfolding, and the intervention of the monks made this war constantly unexpected, but after the monarch of the empire of the day went personally and personally conquered, it changed in an instant.
Regardless of the level of monks, in front of him, one after another retreated, and gradually, all the monks who intervened, slowly withdrew from the world of mortals.
In addition to Wang Ping’s reasons, the simultaneous issuing of orders with Zhao, Ran, and Sun also has a lot to do with it.
Among the army, in a golden tent, Wang Ping sat on his head and waved away a few officials. He got up and walked out of the tent. He looked over the piles of soldiers not far away and looked at the Qilian Mountains in the distance.
Wang Ping's appearance was slightly old, and his temples were completely pale. After he became the supreme among mortals, his happiness was not much. The burden of tedious things on his body made him feel a little tired in his heart.
He suddenly missed what he had experienced in his childhood in that mountain village during his nineteen years as a teenager.
In silence, he looked at the Qilian Mountains, Qing Yi walked out of the tent, stood beside Wang Ping, and whispered, "You said, that is where your childhood was. Would you like to go and take a look?"
Qing Yi also looked at Wang Ping softly with the traces of the wandering years.
Wang Ping sighed lightly and said, "Go and see..."
A pair of sergeants followed, Wang Ping and Qing Yi, walking towards the Qilian Mountains. Wang Ping stared around in a daze. Everything in front of him made him feel strange and familiar.
Gradually, he saw the cooking smoke in the distance, Luoyue Village, far away.
As soon as Xu was approaching, because of the soldiers following Xu, violent dog barks sounded in the village. In this era of turmoil, the residents of Luoyue Village were extremely vigilant. At this moment, they heard the dog barking and immediately got up, holding the usual species. The farm tools and torches of the land walked out of their respective homes, looking not far away, the group of heavily armored soldiers and the two men and women in casual clothes.
Faced with the unkind eyes of the villagers, Wang Ping did not speak. He looked at these villagers, but in the end, he did not recognize one.
His face showed bitterness, and the years were like songs. After so many years, even people who were familiar with it at this moment could not recognize him, and the changes were too great.
What's more, in the past 30 years, I don't know how many people have stepped into reincarnation, and it will not be there anymore.
"Go to the back mountain, where Grandpa Sun is buried."
Qing Yi sighed secretly, and walked forward with Wang Ping. The villagers in front, hesitating, slowly spread out, revealing a passage.
At this moment, a soft and uncertain voice came softly.
"Wang Ping..."
Wang Ping paused, turned around, and his eyes fell on a middle-aged woman in her forties among the villagers. This woman looked a little old, but in Wang Ping’s eyes, it looked like she looked By the time, the girl who said "I hate you".
At this moment, in the distant starry sky, outside the Yunxia star that Mochizuki turned into, the figure of the greedy wolf shuttled like a meteor. Looking at the Yunxia star, the greedy wolf sniffed, showing a strange glow in his eyes.
"As soon as I entered the Luotian Northern Territory, the old man instinctively felt that there was a baby here. I followed the breath. I didn't make a mistake. The fog outside the planet is dense, obviously covering the precious light inside, but looking at the appearance of this planet, It seems a little weird!"
Greedy Wolf stared straight at Yunxia Xing, hesitated for a moment, and slowly flew forward. He never collapsed without a treasure in his life, and had a terrifying instinct for the existence of a treasure.
As he approached, his heart beat wildly, and the gaze in his eyes became brighter.
"This feeling can only be seen when the big cauldron was taken back then. Could it be that there are no treasures comparable to the big cauldron here!"
There was excitement in Greed's eyes. At this moment, Wang Lin and all the seals were completely forgotten by him.
He gritted his teeth, a storage bag, and immediately the big black cauldron flew out and floated in front of him to clear the way. Greedy wolf followed closely behind and slowly disappeared into the mist.
"I want to see what the treasure is!"
Greedy wolf licked his lips.