The vastness of the world.

On an ordinary planet.

It's an ordinary hill.

A woman dressed in a red dress and combed her hair into a woman's appearance, looking at her face, but only eighteen or nineteen years old, was putting her hands on her waist and roaring angrily:

"Jiang Xiaodong, did you go to the Emei faction to drink again? Did you go to see that nun again? ”

Hedong lion roars!

A middle-aged Taoist priest dodged around in the courtyard, and he didn't dare to use the power that could tear through the mountains and seas, for fear of destroying this small mountain.

A fat boy and a girl in the courtyard were eating sugar gourds, laughing and watching, and occasionally shouted: "Come on, mother." ”

In another courtyard, Song Weiyu and Lin Wanyang held hands and shook their heads when they heard the sound.

"Uncle Su has been in retreat for 3,000 years, hey......"

Song Weiyu sighed.

Lin Wanyang said silently: "If you don't retreat and cultivate, how can you suppress your longing for your ancestors......

But in the middle of talking.

His arm was shaken violently, and he heard the sound of crying in his ears, which belonged to his wife, and he actually said, "Ancestor...... Is it you, back? I'm not dreaming......"

Lin Wanyang suddenly struck her heart with a thunderbolt and raised her head suddenly.

I saw that on the steps of the road outside the peak, a white-haired young man was walking slowly in the drizzle and mist of the mountains, walking towards here.

Suddenly, I felt something.

The white-haired young Taoist leader stopped, looked at the purple-clothed woman five feet in front of him, and said with a smile:

"I'm back."

Su Xiuxiu stood in place, tears rolling down her cheeks, crying and laughing:

"You, back?"

The white-haired young man looked at the light rain on the mountain, the mist was cloudy, he exhaled, and chuckled: "Qingping uses the method of slashing and using the origin of heaven and earth to reshape my body......"

Su Xiuxiu burst into tears, stepped forward to hug him, and said, "Don't go any more." ”

At the end of the words, he looked at the fireworks, rain and fog on the hill, and said with emotion: "I won't go anymore, now I have completely become a person outside my body, and I don't need to support anything anymore......"

After Lu Qingping cut him out with his origin, he also cut off all the previous responsibilities on him.

What was once a small tree is now towering.

The big tree, which once sheltered the small trees from the wind and rain, decayed, turned into dirt and blended into the shadow of the towering new tree.

Now, all he had to do was look at the big young tree and shelter them with its shade.

After Su Xiuxiu heard this, she cried with joy, wiped away her tears, and said, "Okay, let's retire and don't ask about the heavens again." ”

Zhang Sanfeng smiled lightly: "The heavy responsibility of the world is not my way. ”

His word has always been this woman.

The two looked at each other and chuckled, their hearts were sharp, and they rolled up their sleeves and walked towards the disciples and grandchildren waiting for them.

On the hill, the rain is getting heavier and the smoke is rising.

Although it is not like the blue sky and white clouds on Yanfu Wudang Mountain, it is very similar to the Zhenwu Mountain where the Taoist girl grew up.

…………

On the vast land, the human race occupies one-ninth of the realm.

The infinite expanse of land is even greater than the sum of thousands of realms, even if it is a golden immortal divine on foot, it will take hundreds of years to walk back and forth.

This is the real main line of China in the Heavens Universe, known as the Chinese land, one of the four major clans in the universe.

Yan Fuwan returned to China a few years ago, re-seated in the capital, and governed 9,000 states in the land of China, each of which had the size of Yan Fu.

A few days ago, due to the threat of the invasion of the wild land and the alien races in the nine thousand states of China, it disappeared at a glance after the return of the king of men.

In just a few years, China has returned to calm.

But it is also celebrated in China today.

In the capital, the lanterns are high, the Ruiqi is ten thousand, and the heavens are all the gods, immortals, saints, Buddhas, and saints of the human race.

None of them.

The king of people is overjoyed!

In the capital, the heavens and the earth were full of human figures, looking at the place full of red curtains.

Confucian Yasheng Sili, smiling and singing:

"The auspicious time has come!"

Outside the capital, on the land of Tianyu, millions of human race celestials and immortal saints congratulated in unison:

"Congratulations to the king of people, the newlywed!"

Thundered~

The rumbling voices went towards the sky, shaking the ten fields of Kyushu far away.

Yasheng smiled and said:

"Worship the ancestors."

Lu Qingping held a fair-skinned and soft wattle exposed from the sleeves of the big red coat, smiled, and saluted the statue of the Five Emperors with Qingyang.

"Two worship the high hall."

The two of them bowed to the only one who was sitting upright on the high platform.

After Lu Qi received the salute, his face showed emotion.

A pair of eyes looked far away, as if they had crossed time and space, and saw the two kings and ministers of the pavilion in the capital more than 10,000 years ago:

"Your Majesty, you went too early."

Although there is an underworld in this world, it is only in a corner of the world, and it does not contain the souls of all races in the universe.

The reincarnation of the underworld, which was created by the Daomen Heavenly Court after the unification of the heavens, is the place where several Heavenly Venerables evolved the truth of reincarnation in the universe.

Now that the great world has not yet been unified, the souls of those who died in the early years cannot be inspired, and they naturally return to the void of the universe.

He who is dead is completely dead.

Lu Qingping only needed to look at it to understand her father's thoughts, reminiscing about the past, missing Emperor Sui, and said softly:

"Qingping assures you that in this life, you will definitely be able to break through the cycle of reincarnation, bring back our important people, and live on this land forever and forever."

Lu Qi brushed his beard and didn't say anything, only complicated and astringent in his heart.

The son has now gone too far for the father to give him any more advice or help, but to watch him, not to take risks for him, and not to do much for him.

What he can do is to believe that his son will inevitably create a career that is not inferior to the Five Emperors, and he will be able to transcend it.

Under Yasheng's last "husband and wife worship", the wedding ended.

At this time, in the capital, there was the sound of horses' hooves trampling, and the veteran of the Qin State Meng Tian sang:

"The first emperor congratulates the king of people and the eldest princess on their marriage, and gives a special gift."

Lu Qingping's eyes lit up, and Meng Tian was half-kneeling at the end of the long street, his hands touching a wooden box with a branch on it.

That's the staff of reincarnation.

Back then, Lu Qingping handed over this thing to Zhao Zheng, so that he could use the reincarnation staff to awaken the long-cherished ability of the previous life, and create more talents for the land of Yanfu.

It is precisely because of this thing that the land of Yanfu was twisted into a ball by Zhao Zheng so early.

Lu Qingping stretched out her hand.

The wooden staff slowly floated from afar, and he held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment.

Then, his eyes passed through the layers of space in the capital, and he saw the old man in the imperial robe sitting on the dragon chair in the palace, wearing a crown of heaven.

Lu Qingping looked at this emperor, but said to Meng Tian: "Please General Meng tell Your Majesty that Lu Mou's words back then were still counted." ”

If I am the emperor of heaven in his year, you will be the emperor.

You are the emperor of men.

Lu Qingping has never competed with him for the position of human emperor.

Ten thousand years ago, in order to stay in the Dharma Body of the Heavenly Emperor, he acted decisively and accepted all the luck of the First Emperor.

In the end, the first emperor's luck was gone, but even so, he still sat on the throne of the human race in Yanfu for ten thousand years.

In the palace.

The First Emperor smiled faintly: "You are the Emperor of Heaven, and I am the Emperor of Man......"

His tone was complicated, with a thick bitterness.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, took off the crown of Pingtian on his head, and muttered:

"That is, the emperor of men, how can he be with the sky?"

Even if Lu Qingping didn't return after 10,000 years, 10,000 years ago, he was a loser.

The wedding of the king of men is over.

In the vast population of the land of China.

There was a woman who looked in the direction of the capital with tears and a smile.

Capital.

As if sensing something, Zhao Qingyang's lips under the red cloth clenched slightly, and said softly:

"I don't want you to turn your head and look that way."

As she spoke, her clenched hand tightened.

He, just hers.

Childhood sweethearts, born as a couple.

There could be no second person to share with her.

At that moment just now, Lu Qingping's footsteps paused slightly, and then, taking a deep breath, he and his wife walked into the cave room hand in hand.

……

On a high mountain somewhere.

The obese Taoist who stepped on the ladder of chaos smiled lightly, stretched out his fingers lightly, and slashed down like a sword in the reckless red dust.

Another cause, which was not deep in the first place, was completely cut off.

…………

The cave room is full of candles and brilliant lights.

The beauty is picturesque.

Lu Qingping gently lifted the red cloth on Zhao Qingyang's head.

Under the red wedding dress, the woman was beautiful, her eyes were affectionate, and she said softly:

"Small Bottle ......"

Lu Qingping nodded lightly.

The four eyes are facing each other, revealing infinite tenderness to each other.

It's night.

The phoenix flute moved.

Return the sword into the sheath, and dance all night.