At this time, Tang Ping received the news that Du Yu had an accident.

Shu Kingdom, White Emperor City.

The majestic mountains have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and the temple stands tall, but the owner has changed.

On the sacred mountain, people come and go, there are pure white feathered people, there are three-eyed people with miscellaneous hair, and feathered people without wings.

These people are dressed in delicate armor, bathed in divine light, and protect this holy land.

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Wangdi led the enlightened tribe to crusade against the unscrupulous pure color feather people, killing the nine princes of the feather people, and liberating the various tribes from slavery.

Since then, the Shu Kingdom has ushered in great prosperity, from the White Emperor City to the distant Jinjiang, where you can settle, are the cities of the Shu people, whether they are mortals or aliens, or what kind of feather people, can survive in this place.

At the top of the mountain, there are few houses, and the mountain is full of magnolias.

Emperor Wangdi sat among the flowers, exhaling the essence of heaven and earth, his handsome face with a trace of vicissitudes, and his hair turned completely white.

Over the years, Emperor Wangdi has a secret not to say, that is, in the battle of cutting silkworms, he actually suffered very serious internal injuries, the kind that hurt his soul.

Back then, the eldest prince of the Silkworm Cong clan detonated the sacred mountain, even though Xin Yi helped him block the fatal blow, but the helplessness was still too serious, and it was too late to find out.

Another group of people came up the hill.

The white ape Yuan Hong stepped forward and admonished: "Your Majesty, go back to Chu State to recuperate." ”

They only know about Du Yu's injury now, and they have been persuading Du Yu to go back to recuperate these days, but who knows that they don't listen at all.

"No, what about life? It's just a lingering breath. ”

Du Yu knew that the road ahead was hopeless, at most he was in the early stage of human immortals, and due to the great injury of vitality, he might not be as good as ordinary human immortals.

This is a great blow to the proud Du Yu, if he survives like this, it is better to die.

The seven people of Meishan did not listen to anyone who came to persuade them.

The seven people had no choice but to go down the mountain, and the white snake Chang Hao said to everyone: "The eldest brother has become more and more pessimistic over the years, and it is useless for anyone to admonish him." ”

"Talk to the Divine Lord, maybe the Divine Lord can persuade you." Yuan Hong said, and he will send a message to the god when he goes back in a while.

The wind that Tang Ping heard was heard by Yuan Hong.

The next day, White Emperor Mountain.

At this time, a young man suddenly appeared.

Du Yu opened his eyes, looked at Tang Ping standing in front of him, and smiled helplessly: "It must be a good thing done by Brother Yuan Hong." ”

Tang Ping glanced at Du Yu, and then realized the seriousness of the problem.

"What are you?"

Du Yu's soul is missing, like a broken mirror, no matter how good it is, it can't go back to the past.

Faced with Tang Ping's doubts, Du Yu did not answer, but changed the topic, with a hint of tiredness between his eyebrows, and said, "Master, the disciple is a little tired." ”

Tang Ping was silent, he understood what Du Yu meant.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can find that Du Yu is not particularly interested in the Great Dao.

Du Yu was in love, and the goal of the first half of his life was to rescue his mother, but his mother was not saved and lost his wife.

The belief in life collapsed in an instant, and Du Yu was injured to this extent, on the one hand, the injury was more tricky, and on the other hand, he was not self-defeating.

"It's time to take a break." Tang Ping patted Du Yu on the shoulder, "You came to Qunyu Mountain as a teenager, and watched you grow up as a teacher, you have been cultivating hard all these years, and you have not rested for half a day......"

Unknowingly, the two have known each other for more than a thousand years.

Except for Yao Ji, who is still alive, Du Yu can be regarded as the one who has been with him for the longest time.

It is right to be sad when the deceased is leaving, but if it is for the sake of eternal peace, it is right to be happy for them.

"Thank you for your understanding."

"There is a method of reincarnation as a teacher, where do you want to be reincarnated?"

"Reincarnation in the next life is just suffering from one more life, so it is better to turn into a bird and swim freely."

Flying birds will always hover over the Shu Kingdom, guarding the foundation they have worked hard to build over the years.

"Okay, follow me." Tang Ping didn't persuade this time, since Du Yu had made a decision, then obey.

"What else do you have to explain?"

"I met the seven people of Meishan, as well as my former colleagues."

"I met the seven people of Meishan, as well as my former colleagues."

Du Yu came to the bottom of the mountain and informed everyone of this shocking fact.

Someone persuaded, someone understood, Yuan Hong smiled with relief, and he also put it down, since Du Yu felt that this matter could be done, he had no reason to stop it.

"Brother Yuan Hong, the new generation of Shu King will be you in the future, I hope you don't forget your original intention." Du Yu instructed Yuan Hong.

"Me? I can't. Yuan Hong hurriedly refused, he was not even a Yu person, why should he rule Shu.

"You can, just use the scepter of White Emperor City to break through the human immortals, our tribe is an enlightened tribe, don't look at the bloodline to see the talent."

Over the years, Yuan Hong has been handling government affairs, and Du Yu has been the shopkeeper.

Yuan Hong is more relieved to take over the foundation.

Yuan Hong couldn't shirk it, so he had to nod and agree.

After that, Du Yu went to Qunyu Mountain, the palace of the king of Chu, and visited the old people before.

I didn't tell these people about my imminent reincarnation.

Life and death are not worth mobilizing.

Back at the White Emperor Mountain, Tang Ping held a white light in his hand, which was the power of reincarnation of the immortal medicine.

"Have you figured it out?"

"The disciple has thought about it."

"Goodbye." Tang Ping slapped the light into Du Yu's forehead.

Wow!

"Take care!"

Du Yu's body turned into a little star, and his soul turned into a bird flying in the sky.

This is called the cuckoo.

Emperor Wang's spring heart trusts the cuckoo.

Later, when the cuckoo dies, it can also be reincarnated as a cuckoo bird again, obey Du Yu's last wishes, and turn into a flying bird from life to life.

Tang Ping left a secret door for Du Yu.

As long as the cuckoo bird wants to enter the path of cultivation, it will immediately reincarnate, this time it is reincarnated as a human, and then Tang Ping also sensed it and sent someone to reintroduce it to the Tao.

As for whether he can awaken his memory, it depends on Du Yu personally.

"Another one."

Tang Ping sighed.

Nowadays, many old people rely on immortal medicine to survive, but immortal medicine is not infinitely edible, and the lifespan is generally about 800 to 1,000 years.

When you reach this limit, you die.

In another five or six hundred years, Shinto will usher in the death of a large-scale master, perhaps the beginning of the decline of Shinto.

"Whatever, let's take one step at a time." Tang Ping put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and returned to Yunmengze to practice.

The master of Shinto, the ultimate belonging, is solitude, cultivation to the end, incarnate as a lonely god, sitting high in the Nine Heavens, and the Dharma alone illuminates the Three Realms.

Of course, some people may find this boring, but for Tang Ping, exploring the supreme avenue is fun.

Besides, the realm is high, and it is easy to have fun.

Twenty years later.

Yuan Hong's steady accession to the throne was for Emperor Cong.

Yang Yuan, the emperor of Yingzhou, unified the Central Plains and defeated strong enemies in the north, west, and sea.

The Shinto masters are like clouds, and the Dingwu King has broken through the human immortals, plus the other two now have a total of three immortals.

There are also many masters of the Shinto in the yang world, traveling up to more than 30 people, and the immortals have the old man of the Snow Mountain of Qi State, Tuoba Lie in the north, Yang Xiu from the royal family, and Yuan Ze, the master of the Taichu Gate of the country.

An army of millions has been through a hundred battles, and it is the elite of the elite, and there are hundreds of thousands of alien armies on the frontier.

The primordial universe.

The northern Jiuli Kingdom conquered the city, and after Penglai was personally pressed by Ji Man, the construction of the tower was nearing completion.

The true body of the Yang Lord is about to descend.

(End of chapter)