Hidden Sword Peak used to be the most mysterious place in the Sword Asking Sect, and it was the core place of the entire Sword Asking Sect, but now it is just Ding Hao's residence, no longer shouldering the responsibility of the sect, the entire floating mountain peak is tightly wrapped in clouds and mist, as if wearing a white cotton coat woven by the immortal family, like an immortal peak floating from the sky, and the occasional exposed peak corner and mountain tree are far from being comparable to other peaks in this world.

Ding Hao, Zhang Fan and others walked all the way to catch up on the past.

"A thousand years of farewell, like a moment. Ding Hao sighed.

"How long will Senior Brother Ding stay in the sect this time?" Zhang Fan asked with a smile, even if a thousand years have passed, Zhang Fan is still a simple Zhang Fan.

Fang Tianyi and Wang Xiaoqi also looked at Ding Hao.

Since Ding Hao is beyond eternity, he seems to be free, but the days when the brothers are reunited together are always very few, and several people vaguely guessed what Ding Hao was running for, but they didn't know how to help Ding Hao.

"I should stay a few more days this time. Ding Hao said with a smile.

Several people talked and laughed, and with the sound of laughter, they came to the top of the Hidden Sword Peak.

The smoky peak, a patch of turquoise.

The grass here is thick, like a green carpet, and the first thing that catches your eye is the familiar 10,000-year-old peach tree.

Ding Hao looked at this peach tree and couldn't help but recall some memories of the past. The previous owner of this tree was a person he admired immensely, and that person also wore a green shirt all the year round, and was his mentor.

A generation of new people replaced the old, looking back on the past, it was more than a thousand years ago.

"You're back?"

A familiar voice came into Ding Hao's ears.

Ding Hao turned his head to see that it was Ximen Qianxue!

That gentle woman - even if more than a thousand years have passed, she has not changed the gentleness of her eyes.

In Ximen Qianxue's arms, he was holding a cute little baby.

Ding Hao was about to say something more, when another burst of cheerful laughter came, and Li Lan came to the top of the mountain with a group of children.

The thin woman has not changed at all, wearing a white long skirt, swaying in the wind, showing a bit of charm, Li Lan, who has removed the position of the head of the Sword Sect, finally has a soft color between her eyebrows, and she no longer has to worry about the affairs of the sect, and the jade-faced Shura in a relaxed state adds a bit of charm.

"Quick, I used to call Grandpa Tai. Li Lan said to the children.

It turns out that these children are the children and grandchildren of Ding Tianshuang, Ding Chunqiu and others, Ding Hao's trip to the earth took too long, so that Ding Tianshuang and others have already married and had children, Ding Hao's generation has increased by several generations, and now they are all grandfather-level 'old men'.

"Hello grandpa, I'm Jingjing. A little girl carved in pink, as cute as an elf, with a chubby little face that was cute, staggered to Ding Hao and took the lead in running to Ding Hao, and greeted Ding Hao very politely.

Ding Hao happily picked him up, pinched her little face, and asked, "Jingjing is so good!"

"Grandpa, do you want to send me away with a word?" Jingjing innocently stretched out her hands and blinked her eyes wide.

Ding Hao was stunned for a moment......

The children of the present ...... It's so direct.

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Ding Hao stayed on Hidden Sword Peak for half a month, and during this time, he couldn't leave the mountain.

The news of Supreme Ding's return quickly spread throughout the Wen Sword Sect, and since the first day he returned, under the Hidden Sword Peak, a large number of disciples from the Inner Sect of the Wen Sword Sect had gathered.

As a disciple of the Sword Sect, Ding Hao is the most honored, and now when he hears the news of the idol's return, who is not excited.

Guarding at the foot of the mountain, the chance of seeing Ding Supreme is actually very slim, and they still insist on doing so, even if it is just to look at a fleeting figure, even if they can't wait for anything.

There are very few people who are qualified to enter the Hidden Sword Peak, and only Ding Hao's close friends such as Wang Juefeng and Ren Xiaoyao - the top elders of the Sword Sect who are now qualified.

And reuniting with friends to reminisce is not the theme of Ding Hao's recent life, in the past ten days, Ding Hao has not neglected those good friends.

Ding Hao's main thing to do recently, in addition to talking to his wife, is to play all the games with his great-grandchildren.

has just fulfilled his filial piety as a child on the earth, and at this time, Ding Hao returned to the world of heaven and immediately changed his role to become a successful husband and a childlike grandfather.

The sunset shone obliquely, and the 10,000-year-old peach trees dragged out a long shadow, reflecting the red glow, and the top of the mountain was also dyed a bright red.

Under the peach tree, Ding Hao is comfortably half-lying on the rocking chair, which he brought from the earth, the rocking chair is made of bamboo, and the bottom is designed to be arc-shaped, which can be rocked back and forth, and it is very comfortable to lie on, which is very popular with the elderly on the earth.

Ding Hao had also instructed the disciples of the Sword Sect to mass-produce this chair for him.

After a whole day of playing with the great-grandchildren, there is nothing more pleasant than soaking up the sunshine and enjoying a tranquility at this time.

At this time—

Ding Hao felt a hand slowly approaching him, he didn't think so, just pretended not to know.

After a smug laugh, a small hand firmly pinched Ding Hao's nose.

Ding Hao still pretended not to know at this time, as if he was immersed in sleep.

After living for a long time, this little hand still refuses to let go.

"Jingjing, if you don't let go, grandpa Tai will die. Ding Hao closed his eyes and said in a very nasal voice.

"Mom said, grandpa is a god, and a god will not die. Jingjing said with a squeaky smile, revealing her small teeth that had not yet grown.

"That fairy grandpa wants to sleep, is it okay for Jingjing to let grandpa sleep?" Ding Hao still spoke in a strange tone mixed with a strange nasal voice, he didn't open his eyes, and seemed to be reluctant to let the good sunshine at this time.

"Dad said, immortals don't need to sleep, grandpa can't deceive children like this. Hurry up, get up and play with me, okay!" Jingjing began to be coquettish, not only coquettish, but she had even climbed on Ding Hao's body.

"Oh, grandpa is going to be flattened by you...... Jingjing, haven't we been playing for a long time at noon?" Ding Hao was surprised by the vigorous energy of these little guys.

"No, no, I'm sleeping at noon, and it's Qingqing who is playing with you. Jingjing shook her head and continued, "Grandpa Tai can't be partial to his great-granddaughter. ”

Ding Hao: "......"

"I'm really scared of you—okay, come, grandpa will fly you. ”

Jingjing's face suddenly showed joy, and her big eyes looked at Ding Hao expectantly.

After speaking, Ding Hao picked up the ghost spirit Jingjing, and suddenly ran into the clouds, wandering between the sea of clouds.

The clouds and mist near the Hidden Sword Peak seemed to be stirred, and they rotated around the Hidden Sword Peak.

There was a commotion under the Hidden Sword Peak, and someone said in surprise that he saw Ding Hao's figure in the clouds.

Early the next morning, the peak of the Hidden Sword Peak.

The entire peak is filled with a thick mist, and as far as the eye can see, only the 10,000-year-old peach tree looms, the iconic plant of the Hidden Sword Peak, which has silently guarded this mountain peak for thousands of years.

The breeze blew, diluting the thick fog, and under the peach tree, a figure could be vaguely seen.

The man stood upright under the peach tree, staring into the distance and thoughtfully.

Immediately, the figure seemed to produce some kind of subtle suction, absorbing all the clouds around him to his side, and the clouds and mist enveloped him, and he hid in the clouds.

A gust of wind blew, blowing away this layer of dense fog, and under the faintly visible peach tree, the man had disappeared into the Hidden Sword Peak.

"Where is Grandpa going to?" Early in the morning, Jingjing was clamoring to find Grandpa, and as soon as she came to the peak, she saw Ding Hao disappearing.

"Grandpa Tai is an immortal, and the immortal is very busy and busy, he wants to protect all beings in heaven and earth. Is it okay for grandma to play with you today?" Li Lan, who accompanied Jingjing to find Ding Hao, said to Jingjing in a gentle voice.

Jingjing nodded, looking at the 10,000-year-old peach tree with big eyes.

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Ding Hao inspected the world again, and this time, he focused on finding the human race and demon race that were on the verge of death in the Heavenly Dao world.

According to the suspected dark power observed on the earth, Ding Hao was still unsure of the nature of this mysterious power, and if he also found this distorted power in the Heavenly Dao World, he might be able to understand it further.

The strange thing is that after Ding Hao inspected the entire Heavenly Dao World for a week, whether it was the Northern Regions or the Southern Wilderness, whether it was the Western Desert or the Eastern Continent, whether it was the Human Race or the Demon Race, whether it was sick and dying or seriously injured and dying.

Ding Hao carefully probed these people who were on the edge of death to see if there was dark power in them, but the result was, nothing.

If it was just one or two people who didn't have a dark aura on their bodies, it would be understandable, but looking at the entire Heavenly Dao Continent, Ding Hao didn't have a trace of dark aura when he looked around.

Ding Hao had to rethink: humanity is the weakest of the six realms, the three good paths, the people on the earth cannot cultivate martial arts, and their lifespan is also very short, but they find that power among the fragile human beings.

On the other hand, the Heavenly Dao World, which occupies all the heavenly opportunities in the Six Realms, has no suspicion of dark power at all, why is this?

Regarding this issue, Ding Hao was puzzled for a while.

Just thinking about it, before he knew it, Ding Hao came to the border of the Northern Regions, which was already the extreme north of the Heavenly Dao Continent, and the resource conditions were quite poor.

Not far away, a wave of Xuan Force fluctuations attracted Ding Hao's attention, Ding Hao's mind moved, and in an instant, he came to the location of the Xuan Force Fluctuations.

This is a dilapidated small village, and the situation in front of him: a great grandmaster-level Terran guardian martial artist is facing the siege of several demon monarch-level demon clans alone.

The flesh and blood of the Terran Guardian Warrior were blurred, and he couldn't see his face clearly at all, only those sharp eyes were staring at the several demon monarchs besieging him, and he was panting in his mouth, thinking that he had been holding on for a long time, and I am afraid it would be difficult to hold on any longer.

Behind the warrior, in the ruined village, among the remnants of the bricks, some villagers can be faintly seen, who are watching this battle for the life and death of the village. They knew very well that if the Guardian Warrior fell, it would mean that the village, and everyone in the village, would suffer a catastrophe long ago.

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Continue to promote the public WeChat, where the sword is updated, the biography of the abandoned green shirt is almost over, and the next will be the biographies of other characters.

In the WeChat search, I searched for the public WeChat account Crazy Knife in the Troubled Times, and saw the avatar of a yellow Ultraman carrying a knife, which was a knife.