The Wanyang Realm is the world after the Heavenly Gate in the legend of the Jiufu Realm.

Anderson already knew this.

It's just that it is extremely difficult for the gate of heaven to open from the bottom up, and it is even more confusing from the top down.

The world of Wanyang Realm is vast, full of spiritual energy, I don't know how many, with An Qisheng's cultivation at this time, he can't capture the Tianmen Qi that he has perceived in the Jiufu Realm.

Between the two worlds, no matter how close they are, it is an unimaginably long distance for individuals.

Without the Gate of Heaven, it is difficult to cross even tens of thousands of years.

However, the gate of heaven is nowhere to be found, and it can be reached through the gate of heaven, and there have been many 'Su Hui' in the ancient and modern years of the Wanyang Realm

but not without a trace.

During the thirty years of meditation, he gradually grasped something.

"You, you, who are you looking for?" An Qisheng stopped for only a moment, and several family members in front of the Sun Mansion had already spoken tremblingly.

Zhu Dahai is more than three feet tall, burly like a giant, and his visual impact on ordinary people is so strong that it can be said to be full.

In such a small city, although they had seen monks, where had they ever seen a giant of this size?

"Thanks to your master, there is a visitor."

An Qisheng said slowly, relieving the tension in their hearts.

Those few family members didn't dare to slack off, and they were busy separating one person to go to Tongyu, and the remaining few people stayed in front of the door, neither entering nor retreating.

An Qisheng had no intention of embarrassing them, standing far away, not approaching, just looking at the sky above the Sun Mansion.

The theory of luck is mysterious and ethereal, but it can be really elusive.

The family of good will have afterglow, and the house of evil will have aftermath, and Sun's house has a good reputation in this city, and the family is not a businessman, nor is it an official family.

It is the wealth earned by the skills of craftsmen, and for hundreds of years, there have been many good deeds, and the city has a good reputation, so it is natural to have luck.

However, this luck was with a touch of blue and black before, and it was obviously malignant, and there were twists and turns before the great luck flourished.

In ancient and modern legends, often after the door is broken, only one son is left to rise and turn the tables, and there are many examples of killing all sides, but there are also reasons.

The cruelty of heaven and earth is reflected in all aspects, and luck gathers in the body of a thousand people, and gathers in one person, but they are two completely different concepts.

Soon, the middle door of Sun's mansion was opened, and a group of mermaids came out, and the old man who walked in the front gave up his hands from afar, and his demeanor was extremely respectful:

"Old man Sun Zhengyi, I don't know how to come for a long time, and I miss the distance, it's really a sin, a sin."

The old man was quite calm, but many people behind him were terrified, looking at Zhu Dahai's majestic body, their hands and feet were trembling.

They do have some cultivation, but because of this, they are much more profound than those family members.

"It's the poor road who took the liberty to come, don't be surprised by the head of the Sun family."

An Qisheng smiled, his expression calm.

The old man didn't dare to say anything, and warmly greeted An Qisheng into the house.

In the crowd of people, he walked into the Sun Mansion.

This city is not big, the wealthy family in the city is naturally not too extravagant, the Sun Mansion occupies a small area, but although the sparrow is small, there are all kinds of organs, among which the water pavilion and rockery are everything.

Sun Fu and his party were apprehensive and expectant, and introduced An Qisheng into the main hall and prepared wine and food.

"I don't know where you come from? I came to my grandson's house this time, but do you have a need? ”

Waving his hand to let the others go down, Sun Zhengyi began to knock on the side, testing An Qisheng's intentions:

"If there is something that needs to be done, we will do our best to meet it."

"The head of the house doesn't have to be like this."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Sun Zhengyi's caution also represents the attitude of ordinary people in this world towards monks, fear, apprehension, caution, and a hint of yearning and awe.

Any monk, in any secular dynasty, in a secular family, can almost take what he wants.

"It should be, it should be ......"

Sun Zhengyi smiled, where did he dare to be careless?

He also has some cultivation and has condensed his true form, although he has not had much negotiation with the cultivation world, but he has also met many monks.

But he had never seen such an unfathomable monk as the white-haired Taoist in front of him.

Don't say that this white-haired Taoist is just the burly giant man squatting at the door, and the terrifying aura is already something he has never seen in his life.

The gap is like a mountain and a sea, where does he dare to be careless?

"My name is Yuanyang, and this time I am thinking about it, but I have calculated that some of the descendants of the master of the family have some fate with me......"

An Qisheng got straight to the point and directly stated his purpose.

After thirty years of meditation, although he could not find the location of the Heavenly Gate of the Jiufu Realm, he also captured the traces of other ascendants.

Of course, this is not only the reason for cultivation.

It was he who first knew who the Ascended One was, and he had a spiritual imprint and was able to track and search, but even so, it took him thirty years to find Sun En's traces!

"Is the Taoist going to accept apprentices?"

Sun Zhengyi was startled at first, and then overjoyed.

Monks do not have friendship with mortals, just as dragons do not live with snakes, ordinary people see monks, either they have hatred or kindness, otherwise, they have the law of master-apprenticeship.

Hearing that An Qisheng was here to collect apprentices, his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

"Sort of."

An Qisheng nodded, and there was a touch of nostalgia in the depths of his eyes.

In a trance, I remembered the child who was destroyed and survived on the cliff back then.

That's one of the few people he's left behind.

"Thanks to the Taoist chief's attention, my grandson family is flattered."

Sun Zhengyi rubbed his hands and hurriedly called: "Third child, bring out all the little cubs in the family, don't miss anything!" ”

"Don't worry, head of the house."

An Qisheng tapped on the table, and the old man suddenly fell silent.

"Daoist, you say."

Sun Zhengyi looked respectful.

"Calculate the time, there should be another hour, two quarters of an hour, and your grandson will be born......"

An Qisheng's eyes were faint.

Faintly, he sensed the changes in the celestial phenomena around him, which were so subtle that they could not be detected unless he was concentrating.

"Huh?"

Sun Zhengyi was stunned for a moment, and then his heart 'groaned', as if he remembered something, and his face changed slightly.

Although he had many children, he did not count them to the point of being too numerous.

His daughter-in-law who is about to give birth seems to be only one person.

Can.......

......

When the big sun is in the sky, it shines on the world, the glory is brilliant, and the glory is endless.

The moon sets, the sun rises.

In the early morning, it should be a little cool, but on the desert in the extreme west, it is very hot, and people are in it, if there is no deep internal strength, they will sweat.

Rustling~

The wind blew the yellow sand, and a horse galloped over, and then a cloud of smoke and dust spread like a dragon for tens of hundreds of feet.

You can see how fast the horse's feet were.

When the merchants in the desert sea saw this scene, they immediately exclaimed.

The horse was well-proportioned and slender, with fur like fire, and was extremely majestic, and walked on the sand, but it was much faster than the ordinary master to perform light skills.

"Red Fire Chasing Wind Horse! It was a top horse cultivated by Wang Quandao, and according to legend, it was a red fire chasing horse, worth 100,000 gold! ”

"A hundred thousand gold? If you think too much, this is simply priceless! According to legend, this red fire chasing horse is the descendant of the mount of the royal power Taoist, and it is several times faster than the dragon horse!

I heard that this horse only eats spiritual rice, and is extremely strong, and can run 11,000 miles a day and night, and is not allowed to rest for several days. Who's coming? ”

......

The merchants who can go south and north are naturally well-informed, and the horse came from afar and was recognized by many people.

All were a little shocked.

Today, there are recognized three treasures, the sword of royal power, the red fire chasing the wind horse, and the spiritual tooth rice.

Any one of them is enough to cause countless people to chase, but only a few can really get it.

The latter two are relatively good, but they are only relative to the sword of royal power.

The vast majority of people are difficult to see in this life.

Without him, cherish it too much.

For example, this red fire chasing wind horse is a pure-blooded offspring of the mount of the royal power Taoist, and God knows how difficult it is to get that red horse to give birth.

Lingya rice also comes from the royal power Taoist, and the number is relatively large, but it is only relative.

Call~

The wind and sand drifted, and the red light disappeared from the dust, and in just a moment, it had disappeared from the sight of everyone in the caravan.

The speed was too fast, there were hundreds of people in the entire caravan, and no one could see who the person on the horse was, only he could see that he was dressed in black, and his sideburns were slightly frosty.

"Ahh I remember! ”

Suddenly, someone in the caravan screamed, attracting the attention of the others.

"Do you remember the second of February?!"

The man's expression was so excited that his body trembled a little.

"Hanhai Longsha February 2nd?!"

Everyone else was surprised.

February 2 is not a special day, but in this vast sea, it is not so.

In the middle of this vast sea, February 2 is a very special day.

Once, that supreme great grandmaster Wang Quan Daoist, on the second day of February, at the Hanlong Inn, would hunt the heroes and invite the best in the world.

In one fell swoop, he established his status as a supreme grandmaster.

On this day, it was remembered by the entire Hanhai, and even the entire rivers and lakes, and on February 2 of every year, many martial arts people came here.

In the place where the kings and Taoists once feasted on the Demon Venerable, killed the Arhats, and the Wheel King, and drank alcohol.

"Yes, three years ago, the hero Sun En once said that on February 2, three years later, he will have a banquet at the Hanlong Inn!"

Now, everyone remembered.

Isn't the master who rode the 'Red Fire Chasing Wind Horse' the master of the world who came to participate in the banquet of the hero Sun En?!

The crowd was inexplicably excited.

In the sky, a muffled thunder sounded, and then, there was the rhythm of a violent wind.

Click~

The electric snake dances in the air, and the sky changes.

Outside the Hanlong Inn, there was a crowd of people.

Countless martial arts people raised their swords and swords, waiting quietly everywhere in the yellow sand, although there were hundreds of thousands of people, there was not the slightest sound.

On the third floor of the Hanlong Inn, Sun En sat by the window with a calm expression.

"Grandpa Ann......"

He raised his glass to the wind, and under his long pale eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if there were endless waves hidden in them:

"Two hundred years later, I finally tasted the loneliness of your old man......"