On the sea south of Lizhou, a palace is magnificent.

Liu Yukong took off his red robe and changed into his usual clothes.

He stood at the door of the main hall with his hands folded and sighed, "Mr. Great, is there any place outside of the Vermilion Bird Dynasty and the Liyue Dynasty that will submit to us? Our huge palace, with dozens of people, is it too shabby?"

Meng Xiu held a newspaper in his hand, in addition to Liu Chiting, there were also the lives of Anzi, Zhouzi, Yuzi, and Longqiu Han and others.

I didn't expect that this newspaper had never been written, such as today, when the court took advantage of people's danger.

Seeing that Meng Xiu didn't speak, Liu Yukong asked again, "My Uncle Liu, is he really dead?" I don't believe it!"

Meng Xiu put away the newspaper and said with a smile: "A person like Liu Jingxuan will not really die, and he will live in the hearts of everyone thousands of years later, after all, he is the emperor of the people, and he is truly the emperor of the world. It's very different from us opportunists."

Liu Yukong smiled and said, "Mr. Big, don't pretend to be confused!"

Meng Xiu smiled and sighed, "You, you're much smarter than those guys, which is why I chose you in the end. It is no secret that Liu Jingxun has returned to the past, but it is absolutely impossible for him to come back. Remember Nangong Miaomiao? That was his last chance of life, but that chance of life was cut off by his own hands, so it was impossible for him to come back. As for people, if they are connected today, it is a luxury to climb the tower and cross the sea, and it will take more than a month or even a few months for the monks to cross the sea, and those dynasties can only take a ferry to worship."

After a pause, Meng Xiu said again: "In addition, it is necessary for me to remind you, out of this radius of 30,000 li, you are a Twelve Realms, don't be unhappy by yourself, if you meet a madman like Gui Qi, once you have a whim, you will really kill you."

Liu Yukong nodded, and said softly: "I want to issue a report in the name of the Emperor of the Terran Race of the Heavenly Dynasty, Qi Refiners, Martial Arts People, there is no threshold, if you want to enter the court, you can do it." Of course, Mr. Big has to have some blood, and we are poor and white now. As long as the temptation is great enough, not to mention anything else, many scattered cultivators will definitely cling to it. Nowadays, the four overseas continents are eyeing each other, and it is impossible to do without a big backer."

Meng Xiu turned his head to look at it and asked, "Are you really changing so quickly?"

Liu Yukong said with a smile: "There is no shame in people walking to high places."

At this time, Meng Xiu suddenly had an idea, an unlikely thought.

The most important part of this thought is called Xu Jingyou.

He turned his head to look at Liu Yukong, but shook his head again.

It's impossible, it's impossible, I still have that confidence. I am the only one who can play with heaven and earth in the palm of my hand!

At the same time, in the waters north of the White Water Cave Heaven, the white dragon suddenly opened his eyes, instantly broke through the barrier of the Cave Heaven and went north.

For the white porridge in the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, crossing the sea is not a big deal, not to mention that she is a white dragon.

A few moments later, she landed on the 100,000 Great Mountain, and said anxiously, "Little Sword Spirit, where is the big brother?"

The sword spirit buried his head and muttered, "The master is gone."

Bai Xiaocongee frowned and said coldly, "I'm going to the West Sea!"

The sword spirit said softly, "The Two Realms Mountains are gone, what are you going to do? Have you forgotten what the master told you?"

Bai Xiaocongee was stunned for a moment, and muttered, "But the eldest brother didn't tell me what to do? What about you? Don't you know everything?"

The sword spirit grimaced, "I know a hammer, and then you have been with your master!"

Bai Xiaocongee cried and chirped, "However, after the eldest brother's sword broke, I only remember that I was thrown into Huangquan Road, and then I am now."

The sword spirit said softly, "That is the second time the master has broken the sword, actually...... In fact, the old master has long said that the future depends on how the owner chooses. But now it seems that the master has chosen a difficult and difficult path."

After a pause, the sword spirit said, "In addition, I don't have a master now, I am just a sword, as long as the realm is enough, it is not that I can't be taken away."

Bai Xiaocongee took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I'm guarding you!" ……

On the demon island, a courtyard outside the containment

The peach tree suddenly withered three months ago, no matter how Song Yuandian watered it, even if it was watered with the source, it would be useless.

The young man wiped his tears while passing on the aura, and he still held a newspaper in his hand.

"You said you were going to come back, why don't you talk and don't count?"

But the peach tree is indifferent, in fact, even if Song Yuandian pours out all his aura, it will be useless.

Song Nanlai really couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over in an instant, reached out and pressed Song Yuandian's shoulder.

"Yuandian, we can only wait for spring to come."

Song Yuandian wiped a handful of tears and muttered: "Since I wore open crotch pants, he taught me how to be a person and how to do things, and then I had no father and no mother, or he taught me, I ......."

Song Nanlai nodded slightly, "I know, but have you forgotten? He said a long time ago that he had a long trip and the return date was undecided? Go get your watermill in good hands and ...... Let's go and see his starling mountain."

Song Yuandian was suddenly stunned, raised his head, and asked, "Has he been preparing for this for a long time?"

Song Nanlai was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Now it seems, yes."

He died, and so did the peach tree. ……

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, it was still wind and snow, and there were a few people sitting scattered in the Qingbai Inn.

There is no more white sauerkraut noodles, no more Yang Nianzheng's Yangchun noodles, and now even Guan Huizhi's wine is gone.

Ada took a sip of his wine and muttered, "I've got to get away for a while, I've got to have bigger fists."

Zhang Wuwei asked, "When are you leaving?"

Ada said softly, "I'll leave tomorrow and go to Shengshen Continent, someone will pick me up."

Zhang Wuwei nodded, "Okay."

Then he looked at Cao Feng, who shook his head and muttered, "The barrage was originally built for me by the mountain owner, with the intention of keeping the wind and rain in the wilderness, I came to guard the mountain, you can go wherever you want."

Zhang Wuwei's words have been released, and he is destined to be busy.

Someone suddenly slapped the table and scolded, "You big men, why are you all chirping? Yes, the mountain lord is gone, but the days are over? Owe so much money and don't pay it back?"

The one who said this, of course, was Ji Quan.

And all the people looked at her.

Ji Quan frowned and said, "We are going to build a few more huge ships and build them in five years. The Demon Rejection Island is used as a transit, leading to Shengshen Continent, leaving the Zhoufangjia shop to Ganbu Continent, and Douhanzhou wants to talk to the Broken Mountain, as a transit station for the north. Without money, everything is empty talk, you still want to grow the realm, what do you want to fart?"

Saying this, it woke everyone up.

I still have to live my life!

At this time, Xing Hanzao also said, "Over there in Ganbu Continent, Gui Jianxian has the greatest power, so there is no need to talk about it. There are three places that need to be talked about. How to open up the waterway, etc., this is a lot of expense, even if you sell all the things you get from the gate, it will not be enough."

Zhang Wuwei got up slowly, I'll talk, just go.

A Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, stunned by the small discussion between the criminal Hanzao and Ji Quan to arrange business.

In the end, everyone has something to do, and even Yuhe has to help supervise the construction and expansion of the ferry.

In fact, everyone is so happy, and when they are busy, they have no time to think about anything else.

It's a simple meal, there is meat, but there is a lot of leftovers.

So it all became Dai Yao's things.

She said that she would keep it and wait for the mountain lord to come back and make up for the missing year.

On the way back, Chen Wenjia and Xing Hanzao walked together, speechless all the way. Until the two were about to separate, Chen Wenjia suddenly said: "Hanzao, I can't catch up with your smartness, my realm is not enough now, I want to go out and break through, I can't just put it on the mountain to look good, you will take over the helm, okay?"

Xing Hanzao turned his head and asked, "Where is Sister Wenjia going?"

Chen Wenjia muttered, "I...... At the very least, we have to get Master's body back first."

Speaking of this, Xing Hanzao nodded and said, "The law is still my sister's, I will take over the duties of the law and wait for you to come back."

Chen Wenjia smiled and said softly, "Thank you!"

After separation, Chen Wenjia swayed all the way and returned to Wuzhifeng.

There are not many people in Qingxing Mountain, and if Liuyang is not there, Chen Wenjia is left.

When I am idle, I always think of the master, the mountain master is dead, and the master is also dead.

But I don't know where Master's body is, so I have to ......

Thinking about it, Chen Wenjia raised his head suddenly.

At the door of the thatched house in front of him, a corpse was lying quietly, like a ...... Just asleep.

"Teacher...... Master, who is it?"

But no one agreed.

Chen Wenjia wiped a handful of tears and knelt on her knees, "The grace of the seniors, Chen Wenjia, is unforgettable."

And on the sea to the east of Middle-earth, there was a one-armed young man holding a white-haired middle-aged man and galloping east.

The one-armed middle-aged man asked, "Senior, what is this?"

The white-haired middle-aged man carried the sword and said hoarsely: "Don't reveal my news, I beg you, I have lost too much longevity, my realm has fallen, and there is no longer me on that road, which is also a good thing, everyone thinks I am dead."

The one-armed middle-aged man is naturally Ji Wenjing.

He pressed his shoulder and sighed, "At this level, if you want to be reborn with a broken arm, it is no longer possible, my combat strength is not as good as before." Look at the book

But the white-haired middle-aged man said, "Do you remember where your father went?"

Ji Wenjing's eyes lit up, "Yes! Why didn't I think of that?"

But as soon as the conversation changed, Ji Wenjing asked again, "That kid, can you come back?"

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, and said angrily: "You just said, you are like this to him, is it that Liu Guzhou has discussed it with you a long time ago?" Be a bad uncle?"

Ji Wenjing shook his head, "How come, who can command me? In front of the fight in Xuanyuan City, I really didn't look down on him, and I wanted to kill him before, but it wasn't fake."

After a pause, Ji Wenjing asked again, "Senior, is he coming back?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

There was one thing he didn't dare to say, because he was originally the person at the front of a certain avenue, so only he could see it, but in fact, there was a phantom in front of him.

After Liu Jingxun's death, the phantom disappeared at the same time, but before it disappeared, for a moment, the back was extremely clear.