The snow at the end of the 1034th year of the Chinese Calendar lasted for a long time, and the flying snow in the sky dyed Tianhe City silver.
On the last day of the year, Tianhe City is extremely lively. At night, lights all over the sky illuminate the night like day.
Thousands of houses are brightly lit, and countless pedestrians are walking on the road to celebrate the New Year.
In the Imperial Palace of Tianhe Realm, all the palace halls are lit up with bright divine light, radiating into the endless space, illuminating the dark night with divine brilliance.
Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.
"Grandpa, why is it so lively this year?" In Tianhe City, a girl took the old man's hand and asked, a little curious. The girl was already more than ten years old and knew a lot of things. She had celebrated New Year's Eve before, but There has never been such an atmosphere.
It seems that for the end of this year, Tianhe Realm pays special attention to it. Even the Realm Imperial Palace is different. It is extremely serious and everyone is celebrating.
"Because, it will be a special year soon." The old man said.
"A special year?" The girl was a little confused and asked, "How is it special?"
"You will know when you grow up." The old man smiled and rubbed the girl's head, his eyes full of kindness. He looked up to the sky. Many years ago, the Tianhe Realm experienced a big storm, and the chaos in the world seemed to have never existed before. has stopped, but the contribution they made is indelible, ending an era of darkness and turmoil.
On top of the snow-capped mountains, Ye Futian was sitting there practicing. His spiritual mind sensed the scene in the Tianhe Realm, and he couldn't help but wonder. Does the Tianhe Realm attach so much importance to the end of the year
In the years he has lived, it was the first Qingzhou City that felt the most "Nian" atmosphere. Later, step by step as he moved towards higher-level cities and a stronger world, the feeling of "Nian" became weaker and weaker. Busy chasing power, strength, and cultivating the highest priority, a bit of the fireworks of Qingzhou City are missing.
Now, in Tianhe City, he saw such a prosperous scene. Could it be the tradition of Tianhe City
At this time, a figure walked up to Ye Futian. She looked into the distance, and her thoughts seemed to penetrate the distance. She seemed to have remembered something, and there was a faint trace of tears in the corner of her eyes.
"Peace." Ye Futian looked at the woman beside him and whispered: "Miss your parents?"
"Yes." Ping An nodded with a smile, looked at Ye Futian and said, "Let uncle see the joke."
"Their wish during their lifetime is that they hope that you will be safe and happy, and that you will die peacefully and peacefully. Don't be too sad." Ye Futian comforted you.
"No, I just thought about the scene when I was with my parents. It's not just sad." Ping An smiled and said: "Uncle, let's go for a walk and celebrate the New Year like everyone else."
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, the two looked at each other and smiled, then walked in the air towards the foot of the mountain.
Not long after, they arrived at Tianhe City. On the streets, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. On this day, no one broke out or fought. Everyone was extremely humble. Even if there was any friction, they just laughed it off. , have become tolerant and generous.
Many people walked with their children on the streets and felt the warm atmosphere.
"It would be great if the world could always be like this." Ping An said with a smile when he saw this beautiful and peaceful scene.
Ye Futian smiled and shook his head. This was destined to be just a fantasy.
The two of them walked aimlessly, not intending to go there, but just watching everything. Perhaps, Ping An wanted to walk through the familiar streets and the path she had walked over the years.
"Uncle, is there anyone you miss?" Ping An raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Futian beside him. His white hair and white snow blended together, indistinguishable from each other. With his handsome face and clean and clear eyes, Uncle Shi must be a man with a story. Bar.
He is gentle, elegant, unparalleled in handsomeness, and extremely talented. Many women will pursue him, but why is he a young man with gray hair
Although Ye Futian is already fifty years old, for a person at the peak of the Holy Realm, fifty is definitely an extremely young age. Even if his cultivation level has not changed at all, his appearance can still remain unchanged for hundreds of years.
"Of course." Ye Futian said with a smile: "Not only that, there are many more."
"Who?" Ping An asked curiously.
"My lover, my teacher, my brothers and friends, many people, I miss them all." Ye Futian said.
"Since Uncle Master misses them, why don't you go find them?" Ping An asked. Her realm is too low and it is too difficult to grow up. She cannot protect her parents, but Ye Futian's realm is not low anymore. She is at the top of the holy way and invincible under the Human Emperor. .
"It's difficult to have both ends of the world. Everyone suffers. I also want to be with them and practice cultivation. This is why." Ye Futian said.
"I understand." Ping An nodded. She practiced cultivation before to protect her parents.
Uncle Master must have many stories of his own.
"Is there a lake in Tianhe City?" Ye Futian asked.
"Yes." Ping An nodded: "Uncle Master, want to see the lake?"
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded.
"I'll take Uncle Master there." Ping An led the way. Not long after, they came to a lake, which was also lively and prosperous. There were cruise ships and sailing boats, and some people placed wishing lanterns by the lake.
This scene is so familiar.
A bright smile appeared on Ye Futian's face. He fell in love with the lake, perhaps because the lake was associated with his best memories, memories of his youth.
At this time, a bright and beautiful light came into view. Ye Futian raised his head and saw fireworks blooming all over the lake. At this moment, memories seemed to overlap and time seemed to flow backwards.
Countless cheers came from the lake shore, accompanied by fireworks blooming in the sky.
One thousand and thirty-five years in the Chinese calendar has finally arrived.
"So beautiful." Ping An murmured. She looked at Ye Futian's side face. Under the fireworks, his already handsome face was even more stunning.
The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.
Uncle Master is such a person.
Uncle Master, the bright smile on his face is thinking of his beloved.
This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.
… …
Eastern China has three thousand realms, nine supreme realms, and countless lower realms.
The Heavenly Mandate Realm and the Shangxiao Realm are both one of the nine supreme realms, a world that stands at the pinnacle of the three thousand realms.
However, there is no dispute that the strongest realm of the Three Thousand Avenue Realm must be the Imperial Realm above the center of the nine supreme realms. This is recognized by the nine supreme realms and there is no doubt about it.
The God Clan belongs to the Imperial Realm, so even the Tianhe Realm, the lower realm of the God Clan, is very powerful. There have been many powerful human emperors, and there are even tyrannical beings like Tianhe Daozu.
In the center of the Imperial Realm, there is a supreme temple, towering into the sky, standing among the clouds, sacred and majestic.
This temple was shrouded in countless divine lights, and everyone who passed by was extremely pious and bowed down.
This is the symbolic place of the Emperor Realm, the Xu Emperor Palace.
According to rumors, this was once the palace of Emperor Donghuang.
To this day, there is still a statue of the emperor inside. It is said that the emperor's spiritual thoughts remain on the statue.
At this time, the sky above the Xu Emperor Palace was filled with clouds.
The incomparable sacred light fell from the sky and turned into colorful divine light. The auspicious clouds filled the sky and the vast sky seemed to be rolling.
At this moment, a divine light seemed to come from outside the sky and landed on the top of the temple.
Then, an invisible wave swept across the sky.
"Dang..."
A bell rang, resounding throughout the sky.
The sound of the bell blends into the space between heaven and earth, turning into an invisible rhythm, like endless lightning, traveling through the endless void.
In the Imperial Realm, there are top forces with numerous palaces. On top of a majestic and sacred hall, many people are praying to heaven, and tens of millions of people are kneeling behind them, which is sacred and pious.
"clang."
When the bell came, people praying to heaven bowed down at the same time, as if they knew the bell was coming.
"The oracle is coming, and we are here to welcome it." On the praying altar, the old man looked extremely solemn, waiting for the oracle to come from the Xu Emperor Palace.
The God Clan, with God as their surname, is one of the forces that stands at the top of the Imperial Realm.
However, at this time, many powerful men from the God Clan also gathered in one place, looking into the distance.
"clang."
The bell came and resounded in their minds.
Not only them, but also countless creatures in the endless region, the strongest realm of the Three Thousand Avenue Realm, the most vast realm, at this moment, all the countless creatures heard the sound of the bell.
What's even more frightening is that this bell travels directly through the Three Thousand Avenue Realm, heading towards the Shangxiao Realm, Tianyu Realm and other nine supreme realms.
The bells are ringing in the divine palace in the Shangxiao Realm; the bells are ringing in the Golden Divine Kingdom; the bells are ringing on Taixuan Mountain.
In the Heavenly Mandate Realm, the bells are ringing in the Heavenly Mandate Palace; in the Brahma Pure Heaven, the bells are ringing; in the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, the bells are ringing.
No one knows how to describe this bell. It is a miracle, a true handiwork of God, the bell of the Great Emperor.
When the bell rang, in the Emperor Realm's Void Emperor's Palace, figures wearing uniform clothes flashed in different directions, seemingly heading towards the Nine Supreme Realms.
Far away in the endlessly distant Tianhe Realm, Ye Futian and Ping An have returned to the snow-capped mountains. The sky is clear, cloudless, and the sun is shining down.
In the year 1035 of the Chinese Calendar, everything seems to be starting over.
"clang."
At this moment, a bell sounded from the top of the snow-capped mountains. Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky. His spiritual thoughts swept out, and he looked extremely shocked. He felt that the bell sounded like it was coming from outside the sky. Coming, everywhere, resounding throughout Tianhe City.
"Where did the sound come from?" Ye Futian's heart was filled with confusion. He rose into the air, trying to find the source of the bell.
On top of the snow-capped mountains, an old man walked on the snow and looked up at the sky.
"Master." Ye Futian landed next to the old man with a questioning look.
The old man still stared at the sky and said: "The 1035th year of the Chinese calendar is also another time point. Emperor Donghuang has unified China for 350 years. If this is used as a calculation, then it can also be called, In the Eastern Phoenix Calendar, three hundred and fifty years!"
(End of chapter)