As soon as Qianye left the city gate, he saw thousands of horses galloping in the distance, filled with wind and smoke, with great momentum, and they were rushing towards here.
The first person.
A green horse in silver armor, a sword hanging from his waist, and a girl in his arms, he looks so heroic!
It's Gu Han!
"Mr. Gu?"
Ye Junyi's eyes lit up.
"..."
Qianye said nothing. Seeing her envious eyes, he subconsciously looked around.
Don't talk about horses.
There was not even a four-legged creature, so I had to give up the idea of riding a horse to hug my girl.
I saw that the two of them were fine.
Gu Hancai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got off his horse, and after some conversation, he learned the whole story.
"died?"
Hearing that Mu Qianhua died in Qianye's hands, he was a little surprised, but also felt doubly sad.
"Really?"
Leng Meizi thought about it and felt a little unsafe, so she wanted to go and see for herself.
"master……"
Shumiaozi jumped off Lao Liao's horse and came closer.
"Are you Ashu?"
Ye Junyi felt a little distressed when she saw its swollen little face, "What's wrong with your face?"
"Sister Ye!"
Shumiaozi also recognized her, hugged her and cried in grievance, "I...it hurts so much!"
Qianye was too lazy to pay attention to it.
"I always feel like that."
He looked into the distance and said worriedly: "This time, things won't be so simple..."
The words were not spoken yet.
The sky suddenly became pitch black.
Not only that.
not far away.
Whether it was Lao Liao, tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry, or even the war horses under their crotches, they suddenly aged at a jaw-dropping speed!
But only for a moment.
His hair was gray, he was old, his breath was gone, and he was already on his deathbed.
broken!
Gu Han's heart suddenly sank, and he didn't understand what was going on with this sudden change.
"Old Liao..."
The words are not finished yet.
A ray of dawn breaks through the sky, the rising sun rises in the east, everything grows, sweeping away the previous silence.
not far away.
Lao Liao and the tens of thousands of cavalrymen also seemed to have reversed the years. They were strangely rejuvenated and were young again!
Gu Han didn't wait for him to continue speaking.
The green grass underfoot turned from green to yellow, and Lao Liao and the others became older again.
Such is the birth and death of withering and prosperity.
It has been rotated four times in an instant!
"The old man has taken action!"
Qianye looked solemn, even with his knowledge and knowledge, he couldn't understand the old Taoist methods.
"The years turn around."
"Wither and prosperity come and go."
"All in one thought?"
"Is this the true strength of the old Taoist?"
…
It's not far from the king.
On the top of a mountain, Gu Tian looked at the scene of the passing of time in front of him, his face was extremely solemn, and just when he was about to leave to find Gu Han, his body suddenly stagnated, and the look of struggle and pain kept flashing in his eyes!
boom!
boom!
As if to relieve the pain, and to stay awake, he punched the mountain wall in front of him with one punch after another. His hands were dripping with blood and his bones were faintly exposed, but he still did not stop.
Take a closer look.
During the struggle, his face changed faintly, and there was actually a shadow of Fu Shengke!
…
After the Taoist temple.
Between the decay and prosperity of all things, mysterious and powerful forces gathered together and fell on Fushengke.
The green clothes rippled.
Fushengke's figure instantly became slightly distorted, and the tip of his hair quickly turned from black to gray, and from gray to white.
Stare at the old man.
A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
"Withering and prosperity, dreams and emptiness, an era is one year."
"The Rise and Fall of the Eighties."
"Why did you only rotate four times? Compared with your peak, it's a bit far behind."
In front of the grave.
The old Taoist panted and looked at him with red eyes without saying a word. He deliberately wanted to take five turns, but it was difficult to mobilize the slightest strength.
"Pity."
Fu Shengke shook his head, feeling a little regretful, "If there were ten epochs of cyclic power, maybe I could destroy my Dharmakaya."
The voice fell.
Everything came to life in his eyes, and the speed of rotation was more than ten times faster in an instant. A trace of power filled the air, and there was a tendency to assimilate the power of the era in his body!
Take one step forward.
Bang!
The old man's grave exploded on the spot!
"Fellow Taoist Huangliang."
"I'll send you on your way."
Fushengke's expression remained unchanged and he took another step!
In an instant.
The sky at Huangliang Dojo suddenly became brighter and darker. One moment, the sun was high in the sky, and the next moment, it turned into a deep starry sky.
In the mountains and wilderness.
It is full of vitality but also withered and desolate, and the creatures in the dojo have been greatly affected. There are three-year-old children with white beard and hair, and eighty-year-olds who look like babies... The entire Huangliang Dojo has fallen into complete chaos.
Among!
boom!
The old Taoist's face turned pale, as if he had been hit hard, and he flew out on the spot. Along the way, many bones were broken!
"Seller of storybooks!"
"Come and help!"
He used up his last strength and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't forget, when you were down and out, those inappropriate storybooks you secretly wrote were all half-sold and half-gifted by me for you!"
Buzz!
The voice fell.
The sky trembled slightly, and a golden book slowly floated down. On top of the golden book, there were densely packed words all over it. There were crazy men and women who were entangled in love and hate, talented men and beautiful women who stayed together for life, and wealthy men and women traveled far away with their swords.
There is an ascended immortal who can move mountains with one finger...
A little golden page.
It has written all the various situations in the world, and the Tao has covered all the vicissitudes of the world.
"oh?"
Fu Shengke stared at the golden book and was a little surprised, "There is an unexpected gain. It turns out that you are also lingering on?"
Hear the words.
The golden book trembled and exploded instantly, turning into little golden lights.
Golden light is surging.
A young man walked out slowly from it. He was wearing a Confucian shirt, with a dignified appearance, and was surrounded by a literary aura. As soon as he appeared, he steadied the chaotic power of the era in Huangliang Dojo.
Ignore Fushengke.
He looked at the grinning old Taoist and said seriously: "There is nothing improper in what I say. Don't smear my reputation."
"Yes, yes! You are the most serious!"
The old Taoist had a headache and pointed at Fushengke, "Stop talking nonsense and take action quickly. I am no match for him!"
"He hides in his dreams."
Fu Shengke suddenly laughed and said: "You hide it in the book, but the two sad thoughts are in sympathy with each other."
"so what?"
The Confucian scholar said indifferently: "You are the original demon, but the original demon is not you. Even if I am Can Nian and only have one page left in the golden book, I can still kill your dharma body!"
The voice fell.
The golden light in front of him condensed, and turned into a golden book and fell in front of him.
Take it with your right hand.
A Zhu Hao jade pen has fallen into his hand, and his body is filled with literary energy, and there is a hint of irreversible power of destiny!
"good!"
The old Taoist felt refreshed and said, "I didn't expect that you still retain such a strong power!"
"nature."
The Confucian scholar said calmly: "Your immortality skill is not as good as my destiny method after all. A mere fushengke can only scream in front of you. How can he survive even half a moment in front of me?"
"good!"
The old Taoist looked greatly excited, "Write! Write him to death quickly!"
"Just rest."
The Confucian scholar said calmly: "I am there for everything."
The voice fell.
He wrote four small characters in golden seal script on the golden book.