Seeing what the old man took out, the tight string in Lu Xuan finally relaxed, and he knew that he had found the right one.

Five years ago, his master told him that he was going to the world to do a five-year mission to join the WTO.

In the past five years, he has basically set up stalls to sell skewers every day, and he has experienced all kinds of things in the world.

But his master never appeared.

He knew very well that his master was not an Awakened One, and his sect, which had been inherited for thousands of years, had not been heard of at all, not even Xuanyuan Yixi.

Over the years, he asked everywhere, but he couldn't find any news about his master.

It wasn't until he deduced that Yan Shenggong was the national teacher through some traces that he felt that he must know something.

But he still endured it, knowing that the five-year period had passed, and he did not rush to investigate these.

It wasn't until he was finally able to swing a seven-rank sword that he found this place.

Halfway up the mountain, Shimizu Liuli is just a character who knocks on the door, and it is himself who is really coming.

Yan Shenggong slowly opened the scroll, and a breath that belonged to the years came to his face.

A door was drawn on the scroll, a door that Lu Li was all too familiar with.

"It's Peach Blossom Village!"

Lu Li was stunned, this door turned out to be the door of Peach Blossom Village that he got from the eyes of aura.

"Let's go in and have a look, only you can enter this door."

Yan Shenggong said with a smile.

Lu Li nodded, with Lu Jiuling and Qing Shui Liuli guarding outside, he didn't have too many worries.

He immediately made a decision, went directly to the scroll, and reached out to touch the scroll.

Then, he felt his body, like water, flow into the painting.

When I opened my eyes, it was a grassland.

He got up in a daze, and suddenly saw a group of cavalry coming next to him, and the leader was a man with black armor and red tassels, holding a spear.

When Lu Li wondered where this was, the cavalry leader shouted, "Who are you?" ”

"You ......"

Lu Li subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"A certain champion Hou Huo is also sick."

……

Lu Li felt like he was in a dream.

In the dream, he forgot who he was, what he was going to do, and he didn't understand where it was.

He dreamed that he had participated in a battle, with a general on a white horse, Chisato raiding.

A group of aliens blocked them, and then an incomparably familiar figure stepped forward, drew his sword, and then the heads rolled down in the air.

The next scene shows the young general pouring the jar into a river, and the general is cursed to die.

The familiar figure also left.

Then, Lu Li looked for that figure in the world, asking everywhere, looking for it.

After a futile effort, he found a bamboo slip and sketched some words, including the words "But make the dragon city fly, do not teach Humadu Yin Mountain".

Then, the black clouds overwhelmed the city, and a richly dressed emperor made a miracle appear, but a figure dressed in black stabbed the person who performed the miracle to death.

In the ant-like rout, Lu Li finally found that figure.

"Wife ......"

Lu Li shouted subconsciously, he didn't know why he was shouting like this, this title seemed to be engraved in his bones, and the moment he saw that face, he shouted out.

The black-clothed figure turned his head in shock, and his body was full of the chill of the sword.

Lu Li was very excited, and immediately wrote the poem "Guanzhong is only Wang Meng, and the people in the world look forward to Xie An".

The dream flows, and in countless scenes, Lu Li approached that person again and again, and finally never realized the familiarity.

He could feel the loneliness of that person, a loneliness that had traveled through time.

Forgetting is the prerogative of mortals, but her thin shoulders carry too much.

Watch this civilization, protect the spiritual eye, and protect this divine continent.

In 5,000 years, many people have died, familiar and unfamiliar.

But Lu Li didn't die, he seemed to be immortal in his dreams, he kept appearing next to the figure, accompanying her, and the long sword that was a little talkative.

Jiuding Sword.

And that figure is, the Supreme Benevolence Infinite Sword Venerable inspired to save the Nine Heavenly Goddess of the Suffering Yuanjun.

Regulus reminisced.

Shenzhou Lu sank, and the lives were devastated, and the man finally slashed his sword at the mortals in front of Diaoyu City.

Thus, an unknowable door was opened, and she fell into purgatory.

Lu Li exhausted all his strength to save her.

It was also at that moment that his existence was washed away by the power behind that unknowable door.

It was as if there was no such thing as him.

A secluded sect was quietly established.

In the dream, he met his master, an ordinary old man.

The old man told him that the sect had existed for so many years, but in fact, it was only to accomplish one thing.

At the right time, send the painting to one person.

As for who that person is, you only need to enter the WTO to experience it.

Lu Li is that person, the person who has appeared in history and is destined to appear again.

Because he appeared at this point in time first, and after mastering the power of a sword to split time, he went back to the past.

He didn't live in the past all the time, but from Peach Blossom Village, he made many doors, and each door could lead to a certain period of time in the past.

He took advantage of these sporadic opportunities to look for Xuanyuan's memories in history.

Many times, when he travels back in time, he will lose some memories, but he still remembers that he is looking for a woman with a sword, a woman who wanders alone for five thousand years, who has the strongest power in the world, but is the loneliest person in the world.

She needs company, she needs him.

The dream continued, and Lu Li's eyes were already full of tears.

This truth was something he had never imagined.

It turned out that in the future, he did so much.

It suddenly occurred to him that his servant Astaru was not good at worldly power, and that one day in the future, he would also obtain this power from her?

So, could it be that the one who threw the fog in Ninghai City was also himself?

The closed loop in the world is a difficult problem, no one can sort it out, and many truths are gradually buried.

Dusty memories came to his face, and in the dream, Lu left to go further in time.

Earlier, Xuanyuan recalled the past, and actually knew Lu Li, they weaved together three thousand years ago, and hunted together four thousand years ago.

Five thousand years ago, he and Xuanyuan reminisced about the past walking together in the flowers.

At that time, Xuanyuan recalled that there was no sword in his hand, and he smiled and smiled, and he was an innocent child.

At that time, the heavenly Regulus would not have shone with such compassion.

Suddenly, one day, Xuanyuan Yixi's uncle found them.

He handed over the Jiuding Sword to Xuanyuan Yixi, handed over the three responsibilities to Xuanyuan Yixi, and handed over Dongsheng Shenzhou to Xuanyuan Yixi.

Then handed over Xuanyuan Yixi to Lu Li.

"This kid will be handed over to you in the future."

After explaining this, the uncle resolutely led the clansmen to the battlefield of gods and demons.

In this world, only Xuanyuan was left with a sword immortal.

Lu Li found her and saw that she was looking at the stars in the sky, watching the zodiacal stars divide in the starry sky.

Lu Li sat down beside her.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

"Hmm."

"Can I call you wife in the future?"

"Hmm."

"No, is there anything you want to do?"

Xuanyuan Yixi moved his body, approached Lu Li, and finally leaned on Lu Li.

The hillside on a moonlit night is exceptionally peaceful.

Leaning for a while, Xuanyuan reminisced and said, "You've been baking things, I'm a little annoyed." ”

Lu Li 5,000 years ago smiled: "Then let's blow something up in the future." ”