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And in this world, the limit of cultivation is higher than the original world in the body of the "Brahman" where Yue Fan was, and Yue Fan now seems that the original "Brahma" cultivation is equivalent to the late stage of the Immortal Emperor, therefore, for countless years, no one has been able to break through the Immortal Emperor. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Except for Yue Fan, an existence that has not appeared in countless eras, he has found a unique way, not simply relying on cultivation, but relying on the perception of the Dao, to break through in one fell swoop.

And in this world, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor is equivalent to the realm of the gods, and on it, there is also the Nine Folds of the True God, which is obviously too much more than the world of "Brahman".

Yue Fan walked forward slowly, like a mortal, walked through countless mountains and rivers, walked through the sunrise and sunset, and when the sunset and dusk of this day, he saw a city in front of him.

The city is in the twilight, the bustling sound comes from it, and when you enter the city, every house hangs red lanterns, and the laughter of many children fills the whole city like silver bells.

It's the New Year.

It's the last day of the year, and when dawn falls after dusk, it's the beginning of a new year.

This is also the day of celebration of the whole country in the Brahman, every city on the land of Brahman, is filled with such a cheerful atmosphere, and the big red lanterns hanging above every household make this atmosphere warm to everyone's heart.

Yue Fan slowly walked into the city, looking around, looking at those happy children, looking at those happy scenes of family reunion, until he turned around and walked into a noodle restaurant that was still open on this Chinese New Year's Eve, the noodle restaurant was very simple, an old man who looked a little windy and trembling, was stretching out, there were a few men on the seat, eating hot noodles, and the steaming heat seemed to be able to blow away the cold of the winter night.

The cold wind was howling, and a large amount of white mist rose from the boiling water, making the figure of the old man who was cooking noodles on the side a little blurred.

"Zhuang Lao, it's all the New Year, why don't you take out a few pots of your old wine that you have treasured for decades, let us have a good drink!" A man who ate noodles smiled heartily and spoke loudly, and the white gas spit out of his mouth between the words was very obvious in the light of the fire.

"Hehe, you offspring.... That's it... The old man who was cooking noodles smiled, turned and took out a jug of wine, and placed it on the table.

"Zhuang Lao, I know that you are the most generous, and it is not in vain that we came over today to accompany you for the New Year. The big man's eyes lit up when he smelled the wine, and he quickly grabbed it and took a sip, and said with a grin.

At this moment, Yue Fan walked into this noodle restaurant, sat on a seat by the window, and looked at the lights outside.

"Old man, a bowl of noodles. ”

The old man turned around and answered, but when Yue Fan saw the old man's face in the rising white mist, his heart was shocked.

The old man's face is no different from Zhuang Lao!

The old man walked over, took the noodles, took another pot of wine, came to Yue Fan, sat down and put it in front of Yue Fan.

By the light of the fire, Yue Fan could see more clearly.

Yue Fan didn't speak, he drank the wine quietly, looking at the bright moon outside, under the reflection of the lights of the ten thousand homes, at this moment, Yue Fan looked not warm, but a little gloomy.

"Child, why don't you go home?" the old man looked at Yue Fan and asked kindly.

"My home, far, far away, what about you?" Yue Fan shook his head, with a gloomy look on his face.

"Hehe, old man, my family, there were originally a lot of them, including old women, children, and grandchildren, all of whom were my family, and the family was very lively. The old man who looked like Zhuang Lao drank wine, and his cloudy eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

"But one day, I woke up, they were all gone, all my family was gone, and I came to this place, and the home that was originally lively was no longer lively, only me. ”

"Old man, I'm old and I can't afford to go out to look for it, so I stayed here and opened a small noodle restaurant, waiting for my family, I thought...... When they come back one day.... I don't want them to find a home, so I'm here to light a light for them..... Light the way home for them...."The old man muttered, his voice hoarse.

"Actually, I'm not lonely, at least there are these men here from time to time to accompany me, a bad old man, our emperor, he is the loneliest one in the world....." The old man sighed lightly, picked up the wine jug on the table, and took a sip.

"He has two princes, but because of the throne, he has to travel out, and when he leaves, it will be a ...... for ten thousand years."

"In these 10,000 years, he is the loneliest, to always stay in the imperial city, light the lamp, and guide the prince to go home, legend has it, in our Brahma country, every prince who travels out may not find his way home, lose himself outside......." The old man said, lowered his head, and a slight snoring sounded in his mouth, as if he was drunk.

Yue Fan didn't speak, in silence, he didn't disturb the old man, but drank the last sip of wine in the jug, stood up, and walked into the cold wind outside.

After he left the tavern, until his figure disappeared far into the night sky outside the city, the old man, who seemed to be drunk, slowly raised his head, looked at the night sky, and sighed softly.

"Tian'er, you have sought a truth in this life, and even the avenue of comprehension is like this, but what is true in the end, six thousand years have passed.... You.... When will I be able to come to my senses...."The old man's face seemed to have traces of the reverse flow of time, and he gradually became a middle-aged man with a majestic face.

It's just that this middle-aged man with a dignified face, with a hint of heartache in his words as the cold wind dissipates, gradually dissipates his figure.

"This is a seizure, 'Fan', I will accompany you to the end, see who can open your eyes in the end....." Yue Fan walked, his appearance gradually changed, no longer the appearance of the second prince of the Brahma Kingdom in his memory, the greenness on his face was no longer there, but there was a touch of vicissitudes, his body was slender, and he was wearing a green shirt, which belonged to him Yue Fan, and belonged to Yue Fan in the 'Brahman' world.

"My avenue, return......" When Yue Fan muttered, he raised his left hand, his eyes stared, at this moment, black and white were permeated in his hand, and a huge black and white yin-yang dao diagram was condensed behind him, making Yue Fan at this moment look like a god.

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