The old man turned around and walked towards the rock.

Shi Ji has not moved since the old man entered the city.

"I've seen my seniors. "Shi Ji is the chief.

The old man's eyes were almost transparent, mysterious and empty.

The old man looked at Shiji, and Shiji did not move at all, like a city, without a ripple.

The old man had a few more wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes, "You are very interesting." The old man's voice was as hollow as his eyes.

"Seniors praise falsely. ”

The old man shook his head lightly and said, "It's not a false praise. The old man said without a beginning or an end: "The Terrans are also very interesting. ”

Shi Ji somewhat understood, "The seniors came to see humanity?"

The crow's feet at the corners of the old man's eyes deepened a little, and he nodded slightly.

The old man nodded to Shi Ji and walked out of the city, walking very slowly, the old man is a chronic man, Shi Ji is also very slow now, Shi Ji slowly walked behind the old man one step at a time.

Like a send-off host.

"What kind of Tao are you cultivating?"

The old man suddenly spoke.

"Piano Road. Shi Ji replied.

"Qin Dao?" The old man's voice was a little more hollow, the corners of the old man's mouth moved, and he shook his head slightly, he didn't know.

Like the current Terran human, he is also seeing it for the first time.

The old man didn't calculate, because he couldn't, wouldn't calculate.

The old man walks very slowly, reacts very slowly, and really misses an old man in his twilight.

His memory is somewhat confusing, and he has long been out of touch with the times.

He had just woken up.

"Those nine tripods are very interesting. ”

The old man seems to like to use it very much.

Shi Ji nodded, but did not say anything.

It does not affect the old man to know.

The old man never looked back, never took a step slower, never took a step faster.

"I'm just here to see the new owner of this world. ”

The old man said this very casually, but no one listened to it casually, from the saint to the Taoist ancestor.

Shi Ji also just listened.

"Pangu World, this is the second time I've come, and I don't know if the master is happy or not?"

The old man almost whispered, and the most desolate name was also very old, but the point fell on the end.

No matter how slow you go, there is a moment to get out of the city.

The old man turned around and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Junior Shiji. ”

The old man took out a willow leaf and said with a smile: "Send it to you." ”

Shi Ji took it with both hands and thanked him.

"You're practicing the piano, aren't you?"

Ishiji nodded.

The old man smiled and said, "I remember." ”

The old man turned around slowly, slowly leaving, and the more he walked, the fading away without a trace.

Shi Ji watched the old man leave, slowly turned around, slowly returned to the city, stepped on the old man's footprints, and walked very slowly step by step, just like the old man entering the city.

The old man smiled, and without looking back, he walked into the void and came to a big fish, and the old man stretched out his hand......

The pupils of the Northern Darkness Kunpeng Ancestor contracted, his fists were clenched, the old man slowly turned his head and looked at Kunpeng, he saw the vigilance in Kunpeng's eyes, the old man shook his head lightly and withdrew his hand.

Kunpeng was stunned, he knew what the old man meant by reaching out, but it was too late.

The old man slowly walked towards the highest place in the sky, leaving only a vague back of the Kunpeng Ancestor.

The old man came to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and the Hongjun Ancestor was waiting for him.

"I've seen my seniors. "Inspector of the Hung Kwan.

The old man shook his head and said he didn't dare.

Hongjun welcomed the old man into Zixiao Palace.

One by one, the saints also withdrew their gaze, but there was also more speculation about the identity of the old man.

In Zixiao Palace, the old man explained his intentions.

The two sat opposite each other, and Daozu was silent.

After a long time, Dao Ancestor spoke: "Can't you wait another hundred years?"

The old man shook his head.

Daozu was silent again.