In the Jiang Family Temple, Jiang Tingting blinked her eyes, looking at the Taiyin Ancient Emperor who also bowed her head slightly, her eyes flickering, dripping like water droplets, as if she was puzzled.

"What's wrong, Tingting?"

The Taiyin Ancient Emperor raised his head and asked with a smile.

Jiang Tingting smiled, it has been hundreds of years since she became a disciple of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor, but she still hasn't changed, even if she has seen a lot, she hasn't changed her pure heart.

"Why do you mean I salute the Immortal Lord?"

Three hundred years of master and apprentice, even if she didn't have the rest of her movements, the Taiyin Ancient Emperor could guess what she was going to say.

She nodded, and the Taiyin Ancient Emperor smiled: "Millions of years ago, I once set foot on the immortal road, but unfortunately I fell before the door. ”

"After the resurrection, the Nine Heavenly Venerables of the Mythological Era, the Emperor Zun and others were in the Immortal Realm before, the Tribulation Tianzun entered the reincarnation, the Lingbao Tianzun and others had already fallen, and the Immortal Tianzun and the Carefree Heavenly Venerable were secretly born; ”

"I'm still alive, and I'm not reconciled. Cultivating to the extreme, if there is no road ahead, how sad is that?"

"Today, the immortal lord has ascended to the immortal, showing all beings that there is still a road ahead and a chance for transcendence. I am not worshipping a junior, but a forerunner and teacher on the avenue, preaching and receiving karma to solve doubts, he is my teacher to solve doubts. ”

Jiang Tingting nodded as if she didn't understand, and suddenly looked puzzled: "That's it, but I heard that the immortal master has also participated in the Taiyin Ancient Scripture, so don't you also be his teacher, master?"

"Huh?"

"I don't think it's better to do this, don't care about these things, they are all people who seek the Tao, as long as they cultivate themselves, they are their own way. ”

The Taiyin Ancient Emperor was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, I deliberated it myself." The Tao is a perception and an opportunity, and everyone can understand it. Fame and righteousness, what else can't be let go of now?"

Behind him, an imperial phantom stood up to the sky and the earth, threatening the entire star field.

In the fluctuation of the emperor's law, the universe shook, and the stars fell. He shouted, and the surging Dao power instantly converged, completely integrating into his body.

At this moment, he could no longer be coerced, only a faint imperial aura lingered around him.

"It's a pity, if my body is all there and my soul is complete, I can take this step today, completely cut off the shackles and enter the real immortal realm, and reach the realm of the Immortal Emperor and the Beginningless Emperor. ”

"But that's enough, it's a blessing for me to be able to live, and I can witness such a character as the immortal lord in this life, what's not to be satisfied with?"

He let out a long sigh, and the golden light shrouded his body, and he stepped towards the immortal gate.

At the same time as him, there was also the Lord of the Wasteland, dressed in white, detached from the world, independent of the immortal road, and beautiful in the red dust, standing in front of him with the grimace mask.

She looked at the last disciple, Jin Yu, as if she was stunned, and she didn't seem to believe it, the turbulent emperor laws were constantly intertwined, sad and confused.

"It's you. ”

On her face, the grimace mask had a sad aura, although she couldn't see her face, she could feel the power of the sight like heaven and earth, which was not much better than her teacher Guan Mingyu.

After being silent for a long time, she finally calmed down, and said indifferently without moving: "Do you know him?"

Guan Mingyu stood beside her, standing side by side with her, unhindered, looking calm and peaceful: "I know." ”

She was silent for a moment, and then set her eyes on the distant Flying Immortal Star, where Ye Fan was looking for news of the Kunlun Relic Clan.

Jin Yu is the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, in the original book, it was more than 500,000 years later turned into a holy spirit, and now it is still reincarnated, and this life is worshiped under Guan Mingyu. She didn't make a move, but her expression was sad,

The empress's elder brother died because he escorted the fragments of the green tripod of the Feather God Dynasty to the earth. After she became an emperor, she destroyed the Feather God Dynasty with her own strength, and then started an endless wait in the red dust.

When the reincarnation of the Feather Emperor was close in front of her, she looked at Ye Fan, who was on the Flying Immortal Star, and a layer of mist had already formed in her eyes.

"He's not him, and unless I can go back to the past, I'll never come back to him. Even if he comes back, he is not an elder brother. ”

The low sad words lingered in my ears, and I don't know how long later, the white clothes turned into a breeze, and left Guanshan gloomily, returning to the ancient forbidden land, only the grimace mask, which was extremely clear.

Her sorrow, her joy, all her sorrows and joys, were all for him to come back. On the bronze mask that had been shattered, the ultimate divine sense was condensed in it, repeating her happiness and sorrow.

In the Kunlun Mountains of the earth, the carved "I'm going to die...... But what about my sister?" The stone tablet still stands in the land of immortals, engraved with her Dao pattern, and has not diminished at all for hundreds of thousands of years.

She can pick the stars, she can take the moon, heaven and earth are the only ones, the gods kowtow, she can turn the world upside down, standing on the long river of time and proud of the past and the present, but with a faint tear stain, she is sad.

Even Guan Mingyu walked all over the world, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Her strength on the surface, as a mortal, has come to this point, all by relying on the thread in her heart, not to become an immortal, but to wait for you to return in the red dust.

And now, the thread has been cut by herself. This woman, known as the most ruthless woman in ancient and modern times, has never been so weak.

After reincarnation, it's just a skin from the past. She would rather wait forever than really erase Ye Fan's memory and bet on whether it was that person or not.

Seeing the reincarnation of the Feather Emperor, and watching Ye Fan chasing the immortal traces on the Flying Immortal Star, she finally understood, gave up her past, and recalled several lifetimes of demon bodies.

In the desolate abyss, an ancient coffin rose in the Chaos Dragon's Lair, and a body as exquisite as jade exploded, suddenly burned, and turned into ashes, which contained the immortal light of the primordial god, rising into the sky and submerging into the empress's body.

In the unknown distance, the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar in the hands of Ye Fan and several people was summoned out, and the divine thoughts and essence were entangled, and a trace of power was attracted to her body.

Her plain body stood, and the spirit and soul and divine light merged into her body, as if a true immortal had descended, and the vast fluctuations spread to the entire universe, and the void collapsed into several star fields.

Such terrifying fluctuations are far beyond the Great Emperor, the heavens and the earth tremble, everything whimpered, and the road to becoming an immortal was within reach.

Her mind has been detached, and she can become an immortal in just a few lifetimes after her body returns to chaos.

"That's fine, if you were born in the main world, I'm afraid you would have already passed the three calamities and nine tribulations, and you would be the same king as the world. At that time, in the face of Taoism, it was inevitable to sink into the sea of suffering, and there was no hope at all, which was the greatest pain. ”

Watching her go away, Guan Mingyu sighed, and his divine thoughts sank into Sendai and entered Sendai's cultivation.

Ten years later, above the heavenly court.

Ye Fan's figure stood under the endless thunder, and wisps of firelight gathered from the four corners of heaven and earth, turning into the most brilliant Shenhua, illuminating the void space.

"I have practiced so far, and today is the time when I ascend to the quasi-emperor. ”

He shouted, and the fire burned, and the Tao was blooming, making the mountains and rivers discolored, and the sun and moon were dull.

With the power of a single blow, he caused a terrifying scene like an annihilating disaster, his blood and qi like a dragon, and the Dao patterns surged into huge waves to annihilate the stars, fighting against the light of thunder.

Tens of thousands of Dao fires flew in, making the sun, moon and stars tremble, trembling in this vast and unpredictable fluctuation, and then some exploded violently, like fireworks blooming.

Ye Fan turned into a furnace, wrapped in ten thousand fires, like an emperor when he was a human body, and his treasure was solemn, which made people awe-inspired. The divine lamp in his body lit up, cutting through the darkness, making the chain of order that he had been sealed in his flesh and blood tremble, rattling, and trying to revive.

The divine fire was mighty, but it couldn't hurt him at all, and he swallowed the flames.

The illusory shadows of countless supreme beings such as the Void Emperor and the Hengyu Emperor appeared, and they were condensed by the laws of heaven and earth, each blooming with dazzling divine light, and then he was killed and shattered, and he was awarded the position of quasi-emperor.

The Heavenly Tribulation came to an end, and among the fragments of the stars, the Source of All Things absorbed amazing thunder and divine energy, and the Dao pattern manifested, completely pushing him to the realm of the quasi-emperor.

He looked at the distant Guanshan, and suddenly took a step forward, and the rainbow light was hundreds of millions of miles, stepping into the Guanshan.

Looking at the sunset hanging over the evening plain, and the sparkling waves of Mingyu Lake, he sighed and bowed his body and saluted respectfully: "Students meet the teacher." ”

"Have you figured it out?"

In the depths of Guan Mountain, Guan Mingyu stopped meditating, and his voice was like a fairy sound, ethereal, and seemed to resound in his heart.

"I've figured it out, teacher, I'm going to take her down the mountain. ”