Five thousand four hundred and forty-four years in the Chixiao calendar of the Han Dynasty, the sixth day of the second month.

From this day on, the five kingdoms of the Han Dynasty, Jingtang, Buzhou, Nanzhao, and Dayuan still follow the era names of each country, and the first year of the emperor is established on top of the five countries.

The sixth day of the second month of the fifth month of the fifth four hundred and forty-four years of the Chixiao calendar of the Han Dynasty, that is, the first day of the first month of the first year of the emperor, the day of the clan sacrifice.

On the day of the clan sacrifice, sacrifice the sages and martyrs, comfort the sick and suffering sentient beings, light the Xuanhuang holy fire, and follow the immortal war spirit!

Just after the first month of this year, many Wudang Mountain disciples have the illusion of being separated from the world, because the changes in these days have really turned the world upside down, not like the real one, but they can't help but accept it, when the emperor of the world, he lives in their Wudang Mountain, on Qingyang Peak.

Based on this, Shiyan Prefecture, and even the entire Hubei Province, have a transcendent status, cut out from the Han Dynasty, jointly guarded by the five countries, respectively, sent officials to regent, especially in Shiyan Prefecture, in just a few days, the various departments of the yamen have a new look, into the eyes of people with a heart, most of them are the children of the royal family of the five countries, and the pillars of the young and middle-aged generation.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

At the top of Qingyang Peak, the clouds and mist are steaming, in the purple air, a figure in a coarse cloth white robe sits quietly on the rock, although it is the cold winter season, it is warm as spring, the grass and trees are blue, the sun is sprinkled like broken gold, and it also falls on the long hair that is like black jade, warm and restrained.

When the hour came, the figure of the coarse cloth white robe slowly opened his eyes, a pair of eyes that looked plain, reflecting the heaven and earth, the peak, the grass and trees, the morning light, he took a light breath, the floating fine sunlight suddenly seemed to turn into a tangible thing, submerged in its mouth and nose, with its breathing, and a little spiritual light spit out, sprinkled on the peak, was absorbed by the grass, trees, bamboo and stone, there was a crane long song, falling not far away, in addition, there are three old turtles crawling, but the size of the grinding plate, such as the stone skin of the turtle shell has no edges and corners, only a pair of golden jade-like eyes vicissitudes, with the uniform and rhythmic breathing, bathed in the spiritual light and lying。

If there are Wudang disciples here, they will definitely be shocked to find that this is clearly the mountain protection spirit beast that guards the three Xuanwu Towers and even the entire Wudang for a long time, and the three-headed Pure Yang Realm Divine Turtle.

Get up and take another step.

At the golden top of Tianzhu Peak, in the Taihe Palace, the old man with black hair hanging down and a ruddy face opened his eyes from the futon, and looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be the same as five years ago, the qi was not leaking, but it was extremely natural, a pair of eyes were warm, compared with five years ago, he could not feel the lingering, pure to the extreme pure yang breath, but with his gaze, it seemed to be light, soaked in the rich spring of life......

"This essence, Lao Tao can no longer see clearly. ”

The three crazy Daoists took a deep breath, five years ago, he could still vaguely glimpse a little depth, but now when he looks at it, he has an unpredictable trend.

"Master. ”

The three crazy Daoists shook their heads and said, "Don't worry, Xuanhuang is guarded by us old guys, and the creation is extinct, so I think those alien races should also give up." ”

Bowing down, Su Qiannian turned around, his eyes seemed to pass through the dome, reaching the nine heavens, in the past five years, in addition to comprehending the scriptures of the human emperor of the sword body, perfecting his own innate pure yang realm, resonating with the past and future two bodies, enlightening all the ways, and giving the starry sky laws to all countries, especially the bloodline fundamental law of the human race's war qi, once someone reaches the realm of pure yang, and wants to embark on the road of the starry sky, he should try to awaken the human race's war blood and make up for the lack of dao.

In addition, he also left behind a lot of Spirit Stone Kings to open the path of the starry sky in the Valley of the Witches, and made subtle adjustments with the Void Taboo Method, even if he couldn't go straight to the Terran starry sky, it was similar.

As for the more subtle adjustments, the essence of the formation path involved is too profound, and if you are not a formation master, it is difficult to start with this kind of void formation that crosses the starry sky.

The fifth year of the emperor, the first day of the third month.

The spring cold is in the bones, especially the humidity in the mountains, and it is difficult for people who are not martial arts practitioners or veteran mountain people to adapt to such a world. However, in the territory of Nanzhao, it is like spring all year round, only a few regions are not in tune with the four seasons, such as the Valley of the Witch and Demon in the past, one of the five Jedi in the past, and now the grass and trees are abundant, and there is no trace of demonic energy raging, and even some old medicines buried deep and dry give birth to new sprouts, gathering heaven and earth, and animals and birds are infested, which makes some passing martial arts people dumbfounded.

It's not that no one wants to go deep into it and investigate the changes, this place has been classified as a forbidden place by the five countries such as Nanzhao, and there are top primordial gods guarding it all the year round, and without the five countries' edicts, even if it is a Heavenly Mandate Sage, it is difficult to trespass.

Deep in the Valley of the Witches, the dungeon.

Standing in front of the starry sky ancient road again, Su Qinian saw that this quaint stone platform standing in the underground palace with a radius of 100 zhang was able to have a hundred zhang square, and many memories flashed away in the sea of divine knowledge.

Beside her, Liu Qingcia's plain gauze dress is like snow, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, clear and cold, and there is a kind of spiritual beauty, like a bell in heaven and earth, and return to mortal dust.

"This has gone through the years, regardless of the return date. ”

Liu Qingcian sighed faintly rarely, Su Qinian did not respond, but it was very clear that perhaps from the day they came to this vast starry sky, this grand ancient chess game that spanned distant time and space had already included them.

Can't escape! Can't escape! Can't escape!

Only strong, stronger, strongest!

Maybe one day, maybe they won't see it, but now, they have to raise their feet and take the first step towards this eternal era.

Airplanes!

Su Qinian waved his hand, and the king of the spirit stones appeared, falling into the stone platform, and there was a silver glow rising like a shower, building a splendid road, the two looked at each other, raised their feet, and stepped into it.

In the sky above the Valley of the Witch Demons, nine days away, the ancient battlefield of the starry sky.

A young man in Tsing Yi stood on top of a floating skeleton with his hands in his hands, with a clear halo circulating in his eyes, he looked into the distance, faintly, as if a little silver glow was shining.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, raised one hand, and gently split towards the starry sky in front of him, with a soft sound, the starry sky cracked like a curtain, revealing a clear and dense world, he looked down at the Xuanhuang earth under his feet, and then walked without looking back, and did not enter it, the crack healed in an instant, leaving nothing.

Great Han, Heavenly Emperor City.

On the stargazing platform, the white-haired blue-shirted Emperor looked up at the starry sky, frowned slightly, and did not retract his gaze until he took a few breaths, sat down, and the breath around his body gradually disappeared, as if it had turned into a dry stone that had been worn out over the years, and he could not sense the slightest bit of life charm.

The vast starry sky, the northern region of the human race, the North Star sky.

This is a barren mountain, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, the streams are dry and cracked, there are stone ques, but most of them are broken, only the ruins and broken walls remain, the breath of the vicissitudes of time sleeps here, only the noisy cry of the old crow, echoing with the far-reaching and dull roar in the barren mountains and forests in the distance, pouring out endless loneliness and desolation.

From the gap between the collapsed and overlapping stone pillars, there were silver rays floating in the air, countless gravel trembling, and then exploded with a bang, revealing a splendid corridor......