Fly the starry sky, visit the galaxy, look at the ten directions, and look at the endless mystery.

At the speed of two people, they soon came to the moon and descended on it.

"Is this the moon?"

Juggernaut lost his mind.

He came from the world of wind and clouds, where it was a strange place, but there was also a bright moon hanging high, shining through the ages, and all kinds of legends, and now he came in person, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

"It's so desolate!"

Looking around, there was nothing but barren mountains and ravines, not even air.

"What's that?"

He suddenly saw something flying around the sky with two long wings, "There is no formation, just a mortal thing, a lump of iron, how can it fly?"

"That's the power of technology!"

Chu Yang said with a smile.

Seeing this kind of thing, he was inexplicably excited in his heart, and there were ripples.

"Back to Earth, is it still the same Earth?"

The eyes are hazy, and the dream is eternal.

The place where I think about it day and night, the attachment in the depths of my soul, is about to return, but why are I uneasy?

"Technology? What is that?"

Juggernaut wondered.

"The power of mortals! You'll know when you come back to your hometown!"

Chu Yang didn't explain too much.

Swish......!

The Sword Saint soared into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he came to a satellite, looked carefully, observed carefully, and could feel the power scanned from it, but he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"It's exquisite, it's amazing to be able to fly in space, but it doesn't have aura!"

He came to be interested, up and down, left and right, for a long time to observe.

But at this moment, many countries on the earth were shaken.

"My God, is that a god? How did he appear on the moon? Can I fly in space? I must be dreaming, right?"

"With black eyes, yellow skin, and a special robe in ancient China, could it be a legendary immortal?"

"No, it's not the gods of Huaxia, it's the ancestor of our Korean nation, who has appeared to help us suppress Huaxia, overthrow American imperialism, unify the earth, and dominate the universe!"

"This must be an immortal, a god who belongs to our Huaxia!"

The upper echelons of various countries set off a torrent in an instant, and they were all very excited.

Descending to the moon and flying into space, this is clearly a legend descending, with supreme power, the temptation of immortality, for a time, many major countries called Huaxia to inquire about the situation.

Chu Yang also came to this satellite, looked at one of the cameras, and suddenly had the idea of wanting to play a prank, opened his mouth, and let out a deep voice: "Three thousand crossings across the galaxy, 80,000 years of traveling in the universe, and I am quite disappointed to return today! The breath of red dust wants to cover the sky, people's hearts are not ancient and chaotic in the world, reopen the world of Qiankun and peace, and reproduce the eternal face of the ancients!"

With a little finger, an inexplicable power poured out, and the facial features of the two of them were blurred for a while, and even the photos that had been taken a long time ago, the memories in their minds, and about their faces, were all blurred.

Then, he took the Juggernaut with him and flew to Earth.

However, his actions just now caused a storm.

"What did he say? What the hell?"

"What does it mean to reopen the world of peace and earth? Hurry up and find a translator, find an expert who is proficient in Chinese poetry, hurry up!"

"What? Is it the meaning of changing the world? It could even destroy the existing order? Oh my God!"

"Hurry up and call Huaxia, hurry up!"

"Damn, why is the photo suddenly blurred? Even the face I just wrote down is blurred, and now even if I stand in front of me, I can't recognize it! I'm sure, it's a god, no, it's a Chinese god!"

"If it's really a Chinese immortal, then the little devil should be in trouble!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up and build Yingsendai to welcome our immortals to the mortal world!"

Streams of undercurrents are surging in the dark, and even some ancient sects, sects, families, and other forces on the earth are restless.

For these, Chu Yang ignored them.

The so-called homesickness, even if he has lived for an unknown number of thousands of years and experienced many mysteries, but with the advent of the unspeakable excitement in his heart, it still makes him nervous.

Chu Yang hid his figure, stopped outside the atmosphere, looked at thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, looked at familiar peaks, looked at cities, watched the flow of people, and watched the traffic.

The heart was beating hard.

"Flying in the air, running on the ground, why are they all iron lumps? And those high-rise buildings, how are they built?"

Juggernaut looked confused.

"This is the power of technology that defies theology!"

Chu Yang explained, and he had calmed down.

He urged the eyes of God, the fairy light flickered, saw through the essence of the world, looked through all the hidden, not too big earth, but at this moment there were earth-shaking changes.

However, the peaks of several hundred meters high suddenly rise to tens of thousands of zhang, like a giant pillar supporting the sky. The ancient sacred mountains, the long rivers spanning thousands of miles, the immortal medicine fields and so on are magnificent.

The whole earth, as if it had expanded a million times, seemed to return to the mythical age of antiquity.

Arrays, pieces of runes, imprinted the earth, linked the void, blocked a territory, myths are not visible, and immortals cannot be found.

"Is this the secret hidden on Earth?"

Chu Yang's eyes sparkled, piercing through everything.

He found that there were several large arrays that actually gave him a sense of death.

"It should be the Imperial Array!"

Ponder in your heart.

On Earth, there seem to be four imperial arrays, guardians of this ancestral star.

In ancient times, the earth was a land of immortals, no less than the Big Dipper Star Field, known as the Burial Emperor Star.

"The Imperial Array, the secret of becoming an immortal, is of no use to me!"

Chu Yang retracted his divine eyes and no longer paid attention.

His purpose is very simple, it is to cultivate.

For him, a piece of divine source is more precious than the so-called secret of becoming an immortal.

Swish......!

The two of them finally landed in a city. At the same time, they felt the suppression of themselves by the Great Dao, and all their cultivation was suppressed in their bodies.

In the air, there is almost no aura.

"What's going on?"

Juggernaut frowned.

"This is the arrangement of some strong people thousands of years ago, making this a land of the end of the law!"

Chu Yang knew the reason.

His power shook, his qi and blood rose, shaking ten thousand daos, faintly, and dense imprints of heaven and earth appeared around him, suppressing him.

No more rebellion.

He is sure that he can hold up a territory, but it is difficult to really reverse the situation.

His realm is too low after all.

Although the power is strong, there are some things that are difficult to do.

"Is it the land of the end of the law? no wonder the light is strange, the human heart is restless, there is no reverence, only endless desire and dissatisfaction, greed is born!"

Juggernaut shook his head and began to look around.

The neon light is like a fairy, paving a strange human desire.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, but the street was still very lively.

Standing on the side of the road, watching the cars coming and going, the Sword Saint's face was full of curiosity.

Fortunately, they all disappeared, otherwise, they would definitely attract a lot of attention.

"Yang'er, are you familiar with these?"

Juggernaut said.

"Once, I lived in such a place!" Chu Yang's voice was very ethereal, as if he had come across the ages, he stretched out his hands, grabbed a wisp of air, sniffed, and then came back to his senses and smiled, "Master, let's go, I'll take you to a library to learn about history in order to integrate into this world!"

"Good!"

The Juggernaut nodded, he understood this truth.

With a sweep of his mind, he went directly to the most library in the city, passed through the wall, entered the inside, and isolated the camera, found a series of history books, and put them next to the Sword Master.

He began to flip through it, looking very closely.

Chu Yang was also browsing.

"History is postponed, there is no difference!"

"The biography of the character is not bad at all!"

"Modern development, it's exactly the same!"

Chu Yang was inexplicably excited in his heart.

Eventually, he discovered subtle differences, some of the characters of the past, who did not exist here. Even if they are extremely similar, they eventually make a difference.

He poked out his thoughts, and in apprehension, with nervousness, extended to a small county town.

"Similar planning, but there is no former community, no familiar neighbors, and not even an acquaintance!"

Chu Yang smiled bitterly.

"In the long river of fate, two similar flowers will eventually appear!"

"Similar, but different after all!"

Chu Yang has already understood that this is not the earth he once was, "My ancestral land, what is the existence?"

Alas......!

A faint sigh, inexplicably sad.

At this time, the Juggernaut also looked at the history of the upper and lower 5,000 years.

"Is this the real history?"

Juggernaut whispered.

"Look at these again!"

Chu Yang suppressed the emotions in his heart and stretched out his hand to summon a stack of books, including the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the Legend of the Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng, the Legend of the Heaven and the Dragon, and so on.

"These are ......?"

Juggernaut hesitated.

"Master, you can always take a look!"

Chu Yang smiled.

"Song Que and Kou Zhong are all here?"

"Ximen Blowing Snow is known as the Sword God?"

"What a lonely one!"

"What a generation of grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng!"

"Xiao Feng is heroic and dry, but he has a bad fate!"

The Sword Saint looked at it very quickly, but his expression kept changing, and finally, he raised his head and said inexplicably: "I once talked about kendo with Ximen Fuxue, and also told the past, what is recorded here is exactly the same as what he experienced, what is going on?"

"In the past, I speculated that it should be the mental power of all beings, evolved according to these writings in the endless river of fate. But then I wondered, did there already exist such a branch of history, evolved into an independent world, and then fed back, captured by specific characters, and written into a book, and handed down?" Chu Yang said uncertainly, "As for how, I still can't figure it out!"

"There's a lot going on here!" the Sword Saint moved, "Isn't it—Is there a book about me too?"

Chu Yang groaned, and in the end, he turned on the computer here and clicked on the relevant TV series.

"Is this my fate?"

The Sword Master couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw him seek revenge on the hero, but his body was destroyed by Bu Jingyun and finally died.