The land is very ordinary, no different from the old fields of the farmer's family, Jiang Xiaofan is like a farmer in the mortal world, carrying a hoe and planting some small flowers and vegetables in the oldest way. It is said to be the oldest, because the farming methods of this era have long been innovated, and there is no such thing as farming with a hoe.

"How to break through, how to break through ......"

Jiang Xiaofan muttered to himself.

He held the hoe in his hand, his eyes deep, and he looked up at the sky.

The sun soon set, and the sky became a little dark, with a faint hint of stars.

"Hey, boy, let's go. ”

Some zealous people shouted.

There is a lot of farmland in the suburbs, Jiang Xiaofan often carries a hoe to plow, and the people nearby are already very familiar with him.

Jiang Xiaofan responded with a smile, but he didn't move.

The night soon darkened, and he stood among the farmlands, pondering, but never able to come to his senses. He looked at the starry sky, his eyes were vicissitudes and deep, and gradually, a trace of coldness emerged, which was a little terrifying and terrifying.

"After breaking through the eternal barrier, there is still ......"

He whispered.

No one noticed, and his voice seemed a little muffled and cold.

I don't know how long it was, but the night was getting thicker, so he threw his hoe in the middle of the land, took a step, and walked out. Walking all the way, there were lights flickering on both sides, stretching his figure very long, slightly depressed.

Time passed little by little, and he cultivated in this suburb, and in a blink of an eye, several years passed. In the past few years, he had tried to storm the Heavenly Barrier several times, but to no avail, and instead suffered heavy losses, and it took a long time to recover.

"What is missing, what should be done. He asked himself this question countless times.

In the villa he bought, he read simple books, flipped through electronic documents, read the latest news, banished himself from his spiritual practice, and went to live a completely ordinary life. In the end, he even sealed a part of his memories, completely forgetting that he was a monk and truly blending into the mundane world.

Ten years later, the seal he had set was untied on its own, and it was restored again.

Ten years have passed, living in the mortal world for ten years, the sun rises and the sun sets, although it did not allow him to successfully rush into the realm of heaven, but his perception of life is much more, and his heart has become more calm.

Ten years later, he left here and re-entered the spiritual world.

He sealed his cultivation, starting from an ordinary person, step by step, stepping into the micro, stepping into the Juechen, and then, step by step, climbing upward. This time, instead of cultivating his own body, he practiced in a traditional way, bumped and bumped, and a hundred years later came to the end of the emperor.

"Boom!"

On this day, the earth shook and trembled uncontrollably.

Jiang Xiaofan unlocked the seal that had been sealed, and the two different cultivation results merged into one, bursting out with monstrous glory. Although he had already protected the surroundings with the Celestial Pattern, these fluctuations were still spreading far away, shaking the entire Terran Ancient Star as if a twelve-magnitude super earthquake had occurred.

His eyes were bright, the colorful holy light was flickering, and the stars were intertwined, and he did his best to impact the heavenly realm.

Time flies, one day, two days, three days...... Soon, half a moon passed. This time, the aura on his body climbed steadily, as if it was an indestructible blade that wanted to pierce the ethereal eternal barrier.

Finally, he kept it that way for a month.

However......

"Ahem!"

A month later, he coughed up blood again, his face was pale, and cracks appeared on his body.

He wiped the blood from his mouth and looked at his bloodstained right hand, which did not move for half an hour. I don't know how long it took, the breeze blew and blew up the fallen leaves, he put down his right hand and stood up from the ground.

He was in a barren mountain with no one at the moment, and no one had come here in the first place, and with the Sky Pattern guarding him, it was even more impossible for anyone to notice. He left here, step by step, and looked at the world again.

......

Purple MSI ......

In the depths of the heavenly court, several women gathered around a jade table, each with its own demeanor and beauty, all of which were the supreme scenery in this world. Bingxin, Ye Yuanxue, Xiyuan, Xianyue Dance, and Su Qingqing are all quiet.

"Already, almost, 10,000 years. ”

Leaf edge slopes.

When she said these words, she was a little sad, and her words seemed to pause and choke up.

"I'll see you again soon. ”

Bingxin comforted.

Ye Yuanxue was angry: "Why don't you let us go to him!"

More than 8,000 years, even for powerful monks like them, it was an extremely long time, more than 8,000 years without seeing each other, they could only think alone, these years, they were really uncomfortable.

"Sister Xue, Xiaofan, he must be uncomfortable. ”

Su Qingqing whispered.

Now, she is no longer the body of the holy medicine, in the past years in the Broken Heaven Domain, Jiang Xiaofan self-destructed the origin of the Heavenly Heart, not only pulled back the lives of several women, but also reshaped her physique, and now, she is a real human being.

Xianyue Wu lowered her head and suddenly sobbed: "He must be having a bad time, so he didn't let us go to him." ”

Bing Xin was silent.

"There are more than a thousand years to go, and all we can do is welcome him back with a smile in a thousand years. ”

She said.

Xiyuan nodded and said obediently: "Hmm!"

In the past eight thousand years, Bingxin's cultivation has become even more unfathomable, and the other four women, Ye Yuanxue, Xi Yuan, and Xianyue Dance, the origin power of the three of them has all dissipated in the Broken Heaven Domain and flowed into Jiang Xiaofan's body, and now, they no longer have the original power of the gods, and after more than eight thousand years have passed, they are just ordinary emperors.

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect that such an unserious guy would have such a big background. ”

Ye Yuanxue muttered.

When she woke up, she heard about Jiang Xiaofan and knew Jiang Xiaofan's identity, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She still remembered that when she was in the Huangtianmen, Jiang Xiaofan was in a subtle realm, and set the goal of preaching in front of her, he said that he wanted to become a heaven, but he didn't want to, he was originally a heaven.

Later, Jiang Chen and the others stepped into Ziweixing, which shocked everyone again, such a group of powerful monks, several of whom were more terrifying than Daozun and Bingxin, such a cunning zài turned out to be Jiang Xiaofan's former subordinates.

"Whether it is this life or the previous life, he has so much on his back. ”

Bing Xin sighed.

The women were silent again.

"Being strong is not always a good thing. ”

"But, I miss him so much!"

"Hee Yuan too. ”

......

Above the heavenly court, a man in white sat on a bluestone, a little lazy, some casual.

"The 10,000-year covenant is coming, boss, you have to hurry. ”

The man said softly.

A green lotus hovered over his shoulder, shimmering with a faint green glow.

In another place, a hazy figure with deep eyes looked at the starry sky across endless time and space.

There are not many strong people in Heavenly Court now, Cangmu Heng, Chen Yifeng, almost all of them have gone to fight in the starry sky. The Chaos Clan and the Nine Heavens are not there, but in this life, the Brahma Clan appeared, and the starry sky seemed even more chaotic and more dangerous, the old gangsters, the old liars, the Moon Pupil Ancestor, the Dao Venerable, the Divine Lord, etc., all of them were fighting.

Of course, this is just a vignette.

The real battle is after 10,000 years.

"Come back, boy!"

In the starry sky, someone yelled.

Qin Luo is now in the emperor's five heavens, shaking the divine art and killing the ten directions.

In the endless battle, whenever there is leisure, the powerhouses of the Heavenly Court will think of a person, a man who is far away in the ancestral star of the human race. More than 8,000 years have passed, and there is no such person by his side, always feeling that something is missing.

......

Ancestor of the Terran Race, Jiang Xiaofan stepped into the barren mountains and old forests, suddenly stopped, and looked up at the vast sky. His eyes are incomparably deep, as if two universes are conceived in his eyes, making people sink involuntarily.

"I miss you too. ”

He said softly.

This life is very short, but in this life, he has the most concerns.

"Phew!"

He tore through the void and stepped into his own cosmic world.

More than 8,000 years have passed, he has been infinitely close to the realm of heaven, but he has failed to break through countless times, and now, 8,500 years have passed, and the time left for him is only the last 1,500 years. At this moment, he came to this universe, looking at the six stars in the very center, and the stars in his eyes twinkled.

"For the last time. ”

He whispered.

He walked through the endless mountains and rivers, lived the life of an ordinary person, got up early, went to bed early, farmed, cooked, and his heart had surpassed the time when he was the sky. He cultivated his body, and when he came to the end of the path of cultivation, he realized the avenue, and he also came to the end of the path of cultivation, and he completely smelted into one of the two different ways of cultivation.

Now, he's going to give it a go.

One last charge!

"Come on!"

His eyes suddenly shot out with an infinite divine light.

He stretched out his arms, and the universe suddenly lit up, and the endless pure divine rays rushed in wisps, drowning him like a vast sea, covering him, and enveloping him. Being in it, he felt indescribably comfortable, and his heavenly body, which was as powerful as him, seemed to have begun a refining transformation.

"Buzz!"

The purity of the divine light is amazing, without the slightest impurity, even purer than the power of the ancestral vein.

It's faith!

In the past, when he created this universe, he walked the endless world, preached and solved doubts, and was revered as the god of creation by the creatures of this universe, building holy statues for him, passing on from generation to generation, worshipping from generation to generation, and this sincere heart condensed an invincible faith and became his most powerful help.

"Everyone is a universe, a heaven and earth, one day, when human beings really come to the end of their own bodies, at that time, all ways will be respected, and their own bodies will be heavens. In the previous life, I was for the sky, and in this life, I will trample the sky on the soles of my feet!"

A cold glow bloomed in his eyes, and his black hair danced wildly, staring at the world.

As if sensing his mind, at this moment, in this universe, endless beings shook together, and more light of faith rushed up to this starry sky, turning into a vast heaven and earth, quickly merging into its soul and flesh and blood.