Gu Hengsheng looked down at the thing in his hand: "Master, what is this?" ”

The thing in Gu Hengsheng's hand was a pale yellow amber, and I don't know how many years it had existed.

"Something that belongs to him."

Mo Yibai looked back and whispered.

"The disciple understands, and he must hand it over to Emperor Liu."

Gu Hengsheng didn't ask much and put the amber away.

Subsequently, Gu Hengsheng prepared to retreat and meditate, and the battle with Xiao Qianmo consumed too much. The injuries in the body can be repaired as soon as possible, so that there will be no hidden dangers.

In addition, Gu Hengsheng planned to ponder his sword realm and consolidate his foundation.

In the stone room, Gu Hengsheng put the Long Hate Sword at his side and meditated cross-legged.

Gu Hengsheng's eternal and extreme sword path is completely different from Beigong Xin. This path is only suitable for him Gu Hengsheng, not for others.

Just like Beigong Xin, he doesn't care about this world, and he doesn't care about anyone, so he doesn't have any psychological pressure to level the world with a sword.

Gu Hengsheng just wants to protect his elders, relatives and friends, as for the life and death of the world, Gu Hengsheng has already looked down on it.

"The way out of which I have walked is eternity."

Gu Hengsheng muttered, and the silver thread on his head danced gently, looking elegant.

Gu Hengsheng was firm in what he thought in his heart, swallowed a pill, and began to heal. Originally, Gu Hengsheng also planned to obtain the origin method of the Three Emperors Contract, so as to find a way forward. Now, Gu Hengsheng has no need for this at all, he has already got what he wants.

There are already signs of rebirth in the great world today, and no one dares to destroy the magic circle that Gu Hengsheng has laid in the great world Dongzhou, and he has no ability to destroy it. Wisps of pure aura poured into the great world, giving the great world vitality.

At this rate, it would take a hundred years for the aura to be restored. Cloud Realm Mountain did not continue to devour the aura of heaven and earth, as if it had reached a saturated level.

As long as there is the nourishment of this wisp of pure aura, the Great World Star Field will re-breed the aura and glow with brilliance.

"Finally ushered in a new life, the scenery is so beautiful!"

"All this is because of the Floating Emperor, if it weren't for the Emperor's action, I would have to wait until I died."

"After the Emperor's War in the past, the world treated the Floating Emperor like this, I am ashamed!"

"The emperor's mind is incomparable to us."

In the whole world, words of praise for Gu Hengsheng were spread. But what's the use of that?

If Gu Hengsheng is not strong, will the world take a look at it? Will it be so awe-inspiring?

After experiencing the grief of the year, Gu Hengsheng and even the entire Fusheng Tomb would not take the praise of the world to heart, and even felt a little disgusting.

At the beginning, the blood of the floating tomb stained the starry sky, and Gu Hengsheng dragged his seriously injured body back to the world. No one stood up to thank Gu Hengsheng, let alone give him a heavy gift. Moreover, all forces are still plotting the essence of the Floating Tomb, wanting to force Gu Hengsheng to hand over all kinds of treasures.

At that time, could someone speak for Gu Hengsheng?

At that time, Gu Hengsheng was walking on thin ice, and as long as he made a wrong step, he would fall into a situation from which he could not recover. Does anyone know how Gu Hengsheng felt in his heart at the beginning?

The pain of the soul is 10,000 times stronger than that of the body.

"It's disgusting."

Some people even ran to the vicinity of the floating tomb to salute and express their respects. In the end, An Chusheng couldn't help it, and his words spread all over the heavens.

"I don't need the world's praise or the world's gratitude for my master's actions. Fuck off, don't be disgusting here. ”

An Chusheng was not afraid of offending the people of the world, so he directly pointed out and said: "Back then, I was left with a bloody battle in the starry sky in the Floating Tomb, and in the end, only my master was left seriously injured and returned, and what I got was not the gratitude of the world, but the greedy face of the world. ”

"This ......"

As soon as he mentioned this, the world's strong cheeks turned red, and he had no face to stay near the floating tomb.

What An Chusheng said is true, and the world has no way to refute it.

For a while, the scene of the world's cheers gradually quieted down. Everyone knows that they are not qualified to visit the Floating Emperor, nor are they qualified to cheer and thank you.

"You only need to remember one thing, my master is the emperor of the world, if you are disrespectful, there will be no forgiveness! As for your wishful thinking, keep it in your heart! ”

An Chusheng snorted coldly, not giving half face to the world's powerhouses at all.

The whole world was in an uproar, and he didn't dare to speak out to reprimand An Chusheng. It is no exaggeration to say that An Chusheng's background is the biggest in the world, and no one can compare with it.

An Chusheng's master is the Fusheng Emperor, and the ancestor is the owner of the Fusheng Tomb, and there are several senior brothers and uncles and aunts on his head. In addition, for the sake of the face of the Floating Emperor, the Taoist Master, the Buddha, the Sword Venerable and others all want to call An Chusheng a nephew.

With such a background, who would dare to provoke?

When the patriarchs of the ancient and imperial clans saw An Chusheng, they all had to go out for three thousand miles to greet him, and they were sincerely afraid.

Therefore, no matter what An Chusheng said, the world did not have the courage to argue. What's more, every word An Chusheng said is true and indisputable.

"It's finally quiet."

Soon after, there was no one around the tomb.

Fu Mengyao sat on the grass, holding her chin with her hands, and muttered red lips: "It's so boring!" I really want to go out for a walk. ”

"Little junior sister, where do you want to go?"

Yu Huaze is senior brother, and asked with a smile.

"Hmm......" Fu Mengyao thought for a long time, and then showed a complicated look: "I don't know, I just want to go out for a walk." ”

"Although the great world is temporarily peaceful, but without the order of the master, we can't go out without permission."

Yu Huaze is a stable person, although his talent is not a demon, but he has a lot of means to handle a series of trivial things in the master's door.

"Senior brother, we are already so old, and there are not many people in the world who can fight with us, why are you so careful?"

Fu Mengyao muttered quietly.

At this time, An Chusheng walked over slowly. Seeing An Chusheng, everyone closed their mouths.

In their generation, An Chusheng is the most authoritative person. First, An Chusheng's strength is the strongest, and second, An Chusheng's methods are sharp, which makes people feel scared.

"If you really want to go out, just talk to your ancestor."

An Chusheng glanced at Fu Mengyao and said without being salty.

"Got it, senior sister."

Fu Mengyao actually didn't know why she wanted to go out so much, it was a strong feeling, if she didn't go out for a walk, it seemed that she would miss something.

After thinking about it, Fu Mengyao still planned to report to her ancestor Mo Yibai.

Summoning up the courage, Fu Mengyao slowly walked to the top of the mountain, and looked at Mo Yibai standing on the edge of the cliff from afar: "Disciple Fu Mengyao, I have seen the ancestor." ”

"Is there something wrong?"

Mo Yibai turned his back to Fu Mengyao, and his voice reached Fu Mengyao's ears with the breeze.

Fu Mengyao saluted and said, "The disciple wants to go out for a walk, I hope the master can agree." ”

"Go ahead!" Mo Yibai agreed.

"Thank you, Master, the disciple will come back as soon as possible."

Fu Mengyao was overjoyed and hurriedly walked down the mountain, for fear that her ancestor Mo Yibai would regret it. Since this is an extraordinary time, the undercurrent of the great world is surging, and it is not easy to go out. Therefore, if you want to go out, you must get the consent of your elders to avoid danger and accidents.

After Fu Mengyao left, Mo Yibai blinked her eyes lightly and said meaningfully: "I am reincarnated, but is she still the same as she was at the beginning?" ”

Gu Hengsheng practiced in retreat, and the affairs within the master were naturally handled by Mo Yibai himself. Some small things were handed over to Yu Huaze, the eldest disciple of Gu Hengsheng's sect.

In fact, Bai Moli has the deepest qualifications, if he can be a little calmer, he is definitely qualified. It's a pity that Bai Mo has nothing else to do except be lazy all day long.

Fu Mengyao went down the mountain, and she had the idea of going out before, but it was not as strong as this time. It's as if somewhere in the world, something or someone is waiting for her, indescribable, inexplicable.

"The gradual recovery of the aura is all the credit of the master."

Fu Mengyao glanced at the vast land and decided to take a casual walk and relax.

After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers and passing through a heavy star field, the feeling in Fu Mengyao's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Why, exactly?"

Fu Mengyao clutched her chest, and a nine-colored jade lotus appeared in the palm of her right hand.

This nine-colored jade lotus is a Buddha and was given to Fumengyao thousands of years ago. This jade lotus is evolved from a stone and draws on the supreme charm of the Buddha.

If it weren't for the Buddha's request, Gu Hengsheng would not have accepted Fu Mengyao as an apprentice.

Over the years, Fu Mengyao has made a great name with the treasure of the nine-colored jade lotus. If you really talk about it, Fu Mengyao can fight with An Chusheng, as for whether she can win the fight or not, it is difficult to say.

"Radiant gold, isn't it a treasure born?"

Fu Mengyao looked at a star in front of her, saw a faint brilliance of Baoyun, and muttered in a low voice.

Then, Fu Mengyao walked towards the star.

Falling on this star, the feeling in Fu Mengyao's heart gradually disappeared, and the nine-colored jade lotus in his hand flickered.

"It was obviously the golden light emitted from here just now, why did it disappear all of a sudden?"

Fu Mengyao scratched her head lightly and looked around, very puzzled.

Then, when Fu Mengyao turned around, he saw a person.

"You ......" Fu Mengyao was slightly stunned, recognized the identity of the person in front of her, and immediately saluted: "I've seen the Buddha." ”

"The donor is polite."

That's right, what appeared in front of Fu Mengyao was the contemporary Buddha, the son of Buddhism in the past.

The two looked at each other, and time froze.

Fu Mengyao's eyes were full of doubts, he didn't expect that he would meet the legendary Buddha so coincidentally.

And the Buddha is silent on the surface, and the Buddha's light is shining, but in fact, there is a ripple in his heart, and the memory sealed in the deepest part of his heart is pulled out and out of control.

All things have cause and effect, and there is a way.