Six thousand years after the Battle of the Heavens.

Su curtain sheltered from the wind and dust, stepped into the air, and returned to the Xianshan Cave Mansion in the past.

The mountain protection array set up in the past is still there.

Su Mu stood in the air, quietly looking at everything in front of him, the vicissitudes of life, and even the array flag he had laid had become plausible.

Six thousand years later, Su Musha saw the traces of Zhang Daohong's re-refining of the array flag from above.

It is said that it is the formation of yin and yang changes, and now it seems that it also vaguely has the charm and subtlety of the Sanyuan Huangting Dao Palace.

The residual breath on it is also becoming more and more ethereal, and it is obvious that in the past 6,000 years, Zhang Daohong's cultivation is far from being comparable to the past.

This is already predictable, the agile young man in his memory, his amazing cultivation talent, is rare in Su Musha's life.

Such a heavenly pride and demon, six thousand years have passed, and he is not very surprised at which step he goes.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Musha's breath was no longer hidden, and suddenly rose up.

"Senpai?"

In the mountains, the voice of a young man was heard.

The cascading mist was separated from each other, and Zhang Daohong's figure turned into a retreat, and in an instant, he had already arrived in front of Su Musha.

Looking at Su Musha's thin body wrapped in a white wolf, Zhang Daohong's dark eyes rolled, and a slight smile appeared in his smart eyes.

"Raise your eyebrows...... His Holiness?"

As he spoke, the young man bowed in a boastful manner.

Especially between words, Zhang Daohong bit the word raised eyebrows very hard.

Hearing Zhang Daohong's statement, it was Su Musha, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Perhaps in this yang world, only Su Musha and Zhang Daohong know the origin of this eyebrow raising slogan, and now they meet again after 6,000 years, everything is naturally self-evident.

"In the future, let's call the old man and raise his eyebrows!"

Hearing Su Musha's words, the smile on the young man's face became even stronger, and even a very complicated expression appeared in the depths of his eyes.

This instantaneous change was also captured by Su Musha.

Maybe in this yang world, only Su Musha understands him.

......

"What a small word of righteousness, all the mysteries of the world's scriptures, then the poor way will come to you again, why is your cultivation?"

"Xu yes...... In order to return to ...... Well...... Let's go back!"

......

All kinds of things when they met in the past came to Su Musha's heart.

Yang Shi is full of cultivators, perhaps only Su Musha and Zhang Daohong are the same kind of people, who are also adrift in this prosperous realm, cultivating for eternity, just to return one day.

And on the hill back then, Zhang Daohong told himself about the bizarre ghosts and ghosts, which may also come from the boy's hometown.

Return......

From beginning to end, Su Musha never asked him about his heels, perhaps his return journey was easier than Su Musha's, or it was more difficult.

Zhang Daohong has also been wandering in this strange world for thousands of years.

It's hard to go back, and it's hard to be alone.

But at this moment, Su Mu raised his eyebrows.

Then in the entire Yang World, Su Musha is his true Taoist friend.

grinning, Zhang Daohong smiled brightly.

Su Musha patted Zhang Daohong's shoulder as if encouraging.

"Daohong, let's go back to the mountain together, these days, there may be friends to visit. ”

"Senior, the poor road is now a big one!"

"Hmm...... Hongjun Xiaoyou, back to the mountain?"

"Good!"

In the same place, the mountain wind howled, but it did not hide the young man's hearty laughter.

......

Back in the cave, Su Musha was not in a hurry to cultivate.

At the point where he is now, the Dao Seed World in his body, the Great Dao Furnace is burning, calcining ten thousand Dao.

What Su Musha needs is no longer the sun and moon diligent cultivation.

Especially Su Musha and Zhang Daohong have not seen each other for 6,000 years, and they have a lot to say, or Zhang Daohong is shaking his head here, talking about his experience over the years, or Su Musha is from a high position, pointing out the omissions in Zhang Daohong's cultivation heart.

When it comes to the realm of Su Mu Sha, all Dao can be smelted, and there is no Tao and Law in this world, which is impervious to Su Mu Sha.

What's more, this "Huang Ting Zhenjing" was originally passed on to Zhang Daohong by Su Musha in the past.

While speaking, I don't know when, it was already snowing outside the cave.

I haven't been so happy for a long time, and in the midst of loud laughter, Su Mushu waved his sleeve robe, rolled up the snow, and melted the snow to make tea.

The two drank and laughed constantly.

This grand scene has its own poems:

Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove.

If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing?

Another poem:

Longshan warm wine cinnabar money, idle and old people talk about the years.

The snow is pouring 30,000 miles, and he is drunk and unwilling to sleep.

Night is approaching, silver is everywhere, snow is falling, and laughter is fading away.

......

Three days later, Su Musha was in the cave mansion and waited for Lingyunzi and Minghong Daoren.

When the four of them met, they exchanged pleasantries and sat down on each other later.

Staring at Su Musha, Minghong Lao Dao looked at Zhang Daohong again, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something.

Seeing Lao Dao's reaction like this, Su Musha smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay, but it's okay to say it, this kid has also entered the Dao Fruit realm now, he is a good root seedling, and it will be okay to reach the powerful realm in the future, and there are some things that he will have to know sooner or later. ”

Hearing this, Minghong nodded cautiously.

"In the past, the old Taoist inadvertently glimpsed the secret, and wanted to come to the Venerable to see the years and years, naturally it was not a problem, but the old Taoist still had doubts in his heart, and wanted to confirm each other with the Taoist brother here, back then in the Red Underworld, what you said ......"

"There is no point of return! That land of destruction, if the old decay does not admit his mistake, it is no return!"

Hearing this, Minghong Lao Dao's eyes became more and more cautious, and his voice unconsciously deepened.

"Dare to be a venerable, why is there no return?"

Su Musha was silent for a moment, as if he was considering his words, and only after a moment did he speak softly.

"If one day, the avenue is lacking, and the Lethe River is gone, then ...... At that time, all sentient beings are reincarnated according to heaven and earth, and then they become powerful beings, but they are destined to embark on the road of no return, and their souls are completely extinguished, and it is difficult to find the next life!"

Rao is Su Musha's Dao heart, thinking of the various things that he had witnessed in the Desolate Ancient Realm in the past, his heart was still throbbing, and even his voice trembled a lot, after that, Su Musha seemed to look at Minghong Lao Dao with great meaning, and continued.

"The years are not immutable, the past ...... The old decay is in charge of the power of the years, and he has deduced the past and the future, and he originally wanted to seek his own way of transcendence, but he never thought about it, but in a glimpse, he saw such a scene, and he was even more affected by the avenue, lest the heavens, spirits, and earth gods be assassinated, so he was silent for a long time, and never appeared in the yang world. ”

Having said this, it suddenly dawned on the cultivators here that they should have seen the cause and effect.

Thinking about it, only the Great Dao can make the existence of His Holiness like that silent for eternity.

"There is a point that the old man is still very curious about. ”

"Brother Dao, but it's okay to ask!"

"That place of no return and extinction, in terms of its progression, I think it should be beyond Daqian, but I don't know how to see it in the past?"

Hearing Su Musha's question, Minghong Lao Dao was silent, and even the crazy divine thought was a little sluggish for a while.

Long.

Lao Daocai seemed to have plucked up great courage, and his voice was a little cold.

"No one knows about this in the Yang world, and the place where there is no return and silence can be seen by the old Taoist in the past! That is ...... I can't remember when it was, the old Tao traveled in the mountains and rivers, in a trance, it seemed that he had realized the Tao, the Tao operated on its own, between the few breaths, the three flowers gathered at the top, the five Qi Dynasty, the old Tao...... Preached!"