Fifty years, for the powerhouses of the Tianzun Realm, it is naturally a matter of a snap of a finger, as long as one retreat, fifty years can be exhausted.

And whether it is deducing the exercises or improving the cultivation, these fifty years are too short for Tianzun.

Therefore, after seeing the Three Heavenly Venerables leave, Luo Yunyang's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he still floated out of his Supreme God Realm.

He stepped out in one step, and he had already arrived in the Blue Dragon Marquis's Mansion.

The Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion has become the Blue Dragon Palace, the God Emperor of the Heavenly Fortune Divine Dynasty, personally visited the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion and replaced the two words Hou Mansion with the Royal Mansion.

The legend of the tenth reincarnation is no longer taboo, and in the eyes of many people, the true identity of the reincarnation Tianzun is Luo Yuanchu.

Every day, I don't know how many dignitaries and nobles pay a visit to the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion, and every day there are countless big sects who come to make friends.

The breeze blows the flowers and falls, and the drizzle brings spring!

Between the breeze and drizzle, Luo Yunyang saw Lu Bingyue, who was standing quietly in front of the flower rain, and for a while, countless thoughts came to his heart.

Luo Yunyang didn't understand Lu Bingyue's thoughts, but he was reincarnated in the tenth life, and he had always resisted this matter.

"Don't stay here, let's go out for a walk!" Luo Yunyang said with a chuckle that appeared silently in the drizzle.

Lu Bingyue looked at Luo Yunyang who was floating over, without the slightest hesitation, and followed Luo Yunyang out of the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion.

Regarding the departure of the two people, although some people in the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion felt it, no one said anything, and no one said hello.

It's not that these people are slow to react and indifferent, it's not that these people don't want to greet Luo Yunyang, but when they saw Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue walking away, they suddenly had the idea of asking for advice.

In a small city, Lu Bingyue and Luo Yunyang walked side by side, and the two of them were like the most ordinary pedestrians, watching the prosperity of the world.

"Here...... This is where I was born in my second life. Luo Yunyang pointed to a dilapidated firewood and said lightly.

Luo Yunyang's second life is the core disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, although he only occupied that person's body after that disciple was behind the Heavenly Sword Gate, but everything about that disciple is extremely clear in his heart.

After nearly a thousand years of wind and rain, this dilapidated firewood is no longer the house it used to be, but the location has not changed at all.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" Lu Bingyue asked with a chuckle.

Go in and take a look, you shouldn't actually see anything, after all, for ordinary mortals, a thousand years or so, I don't know how many people have gone through.

Luo Yunyang pondered for a moment, and finally nodded his head with a ghostly gesture. For the two of them, the firewood of this family really has no effect on stopping the footsteps of the two people.

Although the family is very bad, it is very clean.

A small home, each busy with their own affairs, Luo Yunyang walked through this house, but stopped in the side room.

The side room was a piece of cloth, and a large number of names were densely written on the cloth, and his second-style name was impressively on the second floor.

Seeing that there was no name under the name, Luo Yunyang sighed softly, his gaze stayed on the busy family for a moment, and then with a wave of his sleeves, he disappeared into the firewood.

Lu Bingyue looked at the clouds above the house that had begun to change, nodded and said, "This is the best for them." ”

As a Tianzun, as long as Luo Yunyang has one thought, a family can prosper, and with one idea, a god dynasty can decline.

Although Luo Yunyang's luck in staying in this family at this time is not too strong, it can make this small family go to the rich side within a hundred years.

This is the power of the Heavenly Venerable.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue had already appeared outside Heavenly Sword Mountain. Compared with the sword spirit in the past, the Heavenly Sword Mountain at this time is extremely declining.

Although there are many people who practice swordsmanship, the number of disciples in the Heavenly Sword Mountain has decreased by more than half compared to when Zhi Bai was there.

At this time, thousands of people gathered outside the Heavenly Sword Mountain, and it could be seen from their expressions that these were all evil guests.

When the Heavenly Sword Gate had Bai Jingtian in charge, there was no taboo, and now that Bai Jingtian has fallen, Ruan Shenhui is difficult to suppress the Quartet, and naturally all the enemies have poured out.

In a hundred battles in one day, almost all the enemies of Heavenly Sword Mountain were pressing forward step by step, and countless disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain were either killed in battle or fled.

Those who can stay are the most loyal disciples of Tianjian Mountain.

Ruan Shenhui was injured, and the other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were also injured, although their expressions were full of unyielding, but they were more of a kind of fierceness that would rather be broken than jade.

The reason why this is so is because at this time, they have no choice.

"Master's sword code must not be left to those rats. Ruan Shenhui's voice was calm, but in his voice, there was an unquestionable taste.

"Although I can't keep the Heavenly Sword Sect, I definitely can't let the reputation of my master be tarnished by this group of juniors. ”

The Heavenly Sword Sect martial artists around him said in a deep voice at the same time: "Yes!"

At this time, although they were less respectful, they were full of the tragedy of a desperate battle, Ruan Shen looked back at those disciples, and a trace of red light flashed in his eyes.

"Get out!" Just as Ruan Shenhui picked up his long sword and prepared to fight his last battle, a voice resounded in the void.

This voice carries an unquestionable majesty, and this voice carries a terrifying will!

The moment he heard this voice, Ruan Shenhui had a feeling that his master had reappeared, but the moment this feeling appeared, he already clearly knew that the person who spoke was definitely not his own master.

Because the person who speaks, whether it is powerful or cultivated, is above his own master.

"It's the Reincarnation Heavenly Venerable, run!" In the frightened voice, thousands of martial artists gathered outside the Heavenly Sword Mountain fled frantically.

Among them, although some people are reluctant to give up on what they are about to get their hands on, and they are unwilling to slip away like this, but for most people, at this moment, they only hate that they have lost a few legs.

Ruan Shenhui saw Luo Yunyang, he hesitated for a moment, and finally knelt on the ground respectfully.

Luo Yunyang ignored Ruan Shenhui, he returned to the cave where he was retreating, took Lu Bingyue to look around, and then said lightly: "I'll rest here for a while." ”

This sentence is as follows the law.

And with Luo Yunyang's three years of living in Tianjian Mountain, Tianjian Mountain has once again returned to its former prosperity, and countless disciples who have cultivated sword dao have frantically gathered at the foot of Tianjian Mountain.

In the past three years, Luo Yunyang has not retreated, he has walked out of his cave with Lu Bingyue almost every day, and even sometimes, he even jokes with ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Three years later, Luo Yunyang took Lu Bingyue and drifted away.

For Luo Yunyang, the Heavenly Sword Gate is just a part of his itinerary, and in the remaining years, he has to go through all his journeys.

On the coast of the East China Sea, Luo Yunyang crossed the boat into the sea, endless abyss, Luo Yunyang stood out of thin air, and in the secluded empty valley, there was the faint singing voice of Lu Bingyue.

That is, in the blink of an eye, most of the fifty years have passed in a hurry. Although Luo Yunyang hadn't cultivated much in the past fifty years, he felt that his divine thoughts had become more refined.

Outside the desert golden city, Lu Bingyue stood quietly by Luo Yunyang's side, but the scenery she saw at this time was not the flowery scene in the golden city.

The scene she saw was also a golden city, and there were also people coming and going, but these people who came and went, in terms of clothing, seemed to be more quaint than the current golden city.

And in the constant change of these people, Lu Bingyue even saw a familiar face, this person was a general manager of the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion.

The reason why I know this manager is because this person's mother used to be a girl who served by Lu Bingyue's side, and because she had no talent for cultivation, she finally found an ordinary person to marry.

It can be said that Lu Bingyue watched this manager from childhood to old age. And now, this person has appeared in the picture scroll of the Golden City.

Seeing that he was bargaining, Lu Bingyue suddenly thought that this person had been sent to the Golden City by the Blue Dragon Marquis Mansion to buy a batch of items.

Just when Lu Bingyue was full of emotion at Tianzun's realm, Luo Yunyang suddenly waved his hand, and the figure was shrouded in a light, and then was brought out from the time and space that was rapidly reversing in the Golden City.

The moment he saw Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue, Luo Yunyang had already injected the cause and effect of the matter into his heart. Excited, he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue.

"Cousin, this ......" Before Lu Bingyue's words were finished, Luo Yunyang waved his hand and said: "It's just a small thing, for me, bringing an ordinary mortal back to life is not a big deal." ”

Speaking of this, in the reversal of time in the Golden City, a tall middle-aged figure appeared.

This tall middle-aged man is as imposing as a mountain, and while he is walking, he has a kind of momentum that is in all directions. Looking at this face, Luo Yunyang smiled lightly, grabbed the figure with his hand, and brought this person out.

"Tuoshan, long time no see!"

......

Golden City was Luo Yunyang's last battle, and after five years of seclusion between Golden City and Lu Bingyue and others, a hundred years of time passed in a hurry.

Luo Yunyang, who had already arranged everything, didn't say goodbye to anyone, he stepped out, and he had already entered the rolling void turbulence.

There are still three days to go before the reincarnation heavenly disk is returned, and Luo Yunyang wants to take advantage of entering this endless starry sky to see if there is any way to enter the Divine Alliance from here.

If there is, then he doesn't have to give up his cultivation.

However, at the moment of taking off, Luo Yunyang knew that the possibility of realizing his idea was really small.

Standing in the void, looking at the slowly shrinking Heavenly Fortune Divine Dynasty, Luo Yunyang sighed lightly, he knew that whether he could find the way or not, the chance to return to the Heavenly Fortune Divine Dynasty was probably not much.

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