Suddenly Invincible

"You just need to become the Immortal Emperor."

Dao Tianjun stared at these words in his ears.

Did this old man do it on purpose?

He still has such a bad taste, just like letting the tribe know that Xiao Huangzhu's cold pool background is not the strongest, but he doesn't tell what the strongest background is. It has exactly the same meaning and can drive people crazy.

"I'm not wrong, it's really much simpler."

Looking at Dao Tianjun's expression, the old man seemed to know what he was thinking.

"Even if you become an immortal emperor, if you really go to the upper reaches of the long river of time to hunt for people, you will be close to death."

"There is no other way?"

Dao Tianjun frowned.

"No." The old man shook his head, and then he thought of something, "You can go to the False God Realm."

Obviously, there is something Dao Tianjun needs in the False God Realm.

Dao Tianjun nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Since I have already learned from the mouth of the distant ancestors that there is no other way, there is no need to force it.

After that, Dao Tianjun left.

Without disturbing the peaceful life of the clansmen, Dao Tianjun overlooked the wasteland.

step forward.

He stepped into the Undead Mountain from the forbidden area, the big black mountain that was sealed after he left.

"I'm back."

The moment he stepped into the immortal god, Dao Tianjun had a smile on his face.

Immortal Mountain fell into complete silence after he left. It was extremely peaceful, and it has never changed in the past 130,000 years.

His eyes scanned.

The Enlightenment tea tree in front of the mountain is covered with tea leaves of various colors, shining with fairy lights.

I haven't seen it for many years, but it is still the same. It seems that it has been like this since ancient times.

Under the tree, there are creatures sitting cross-legged in the wasteland, comprehending the way of heaven, and practicing to seek longevity.

"Woooo..."

At this moment, there was a mournful voice from the depths of the Undead Mountain, and there was a great mourning.

It was someone crying, which made people feel sad.

"This is?"

Enlightenment, the creatures under the tea tree opened their eyes and looked at the Undead Mountain.

Some elders sighed and looked at Hei Yue.

"It's the ancestor Fu Xuan who is crying."

Hearing this sentence, everyone's body trembled, they had heard of it before.

Since Daozu left.

During these 130,000 years, there would occasionally be loud cries in the depths of the Undead Mountain, and the sound of mourning.

The clansmen in the wasteland knew that this was the ancestor Fu Xuan waking up again from his long-life slumber. He remembered the past, couldn't put it down in his heart, and never forgot Daozu.

The years are passing.

Fu Xuan became more and more powerful. With his tyrannical perseverance and Shi Yun's company, he endured his loneliness and aspired to the top.

But in the past tens of thousands of years, he would always wake up and endure the loneliness, but he couldn't forget the past, and he couldn't let it go.

Dao Tianjun's eyes were shining brightly, and there was a touch in his heart, as well as apology.

Unique small courtyard.

Immortal flowers and divine grasses sway, they are more colorful, and when the magic medicine dies, there are also seeds that germinate.

Behind the flower garden is the attic courtyard.

Over the long years, the attic has remained the same, with no dust, no dust, gauze curtains fluttering in the wind, and the furnishings in the small courtyard are still as they were 130,000 years ago, clean and tidy.

Nothing is missing, only a little anger is missing.

"Tian Jun has outstanding talent. There is no one who can match him in the ages. He is the best in the ages. He is living very well in the Immortal Realm now."

"I know, but Yun'er, aren't you also worried?"

Someone in the attic is whispering, with deep concern, and such conversations seem to have occurred many times in 130,000 years.

"Strange old man."

Suddenly, a soft call came from outside the quiet courtyard.

There are also voices in the attic.

Fu Xuan's expression shook.

"I heard the call, Yun'er, can you hear me?"

"No, do you miss it too much?"

"illusion?"

Fu Xuan was puzzled.

"Strange old man."

The voice came again, and Fu Xuan was stunned when he heard it.

"I really heard it, Yun'er, didn't you hear it?"

Shi Yunliu frowned slightly

She was about to speak, when a whisper came from her ear.

"Patriarch."

There is a stunning look on that beautiful face.

The two looked at each other.

"It's not an illusion."

There was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

"Hey, weird old man, patriarch, I'm back."

A familiar voice came from the door.

Suddenly, both Fu Xuan and Shi Yun looked away.

"Brat (Tianjun)!"

The figure that they thought they would never see again in this life appeared and stood in front of their eyes.

For a moment, they had an illusion that this was an illusion produced by day-to-day thinking, even if they were emperors, they also had this idea.

"It's really a brat."

This illusion lasted for less than a moment, and Fu Xuan was extremely pleasantly surprised.

"You came back from that road, didn't you die? Or is this your dead soul?" Fu Xuan remained indifferent as always.

Sometimes Dao Tianjun wondered if he was really a member of Fu Xuan's clan, coming from the same lineage, so he couldn't escape because of his character.

Having said that though.

Fu Xuan and Shi Yun kept watching, with concern in their eyes.

They are watching whether Dao Tianjun has any injuries. Now they are extreme figures. They have been to the forbidden area, learned some deep secrets of the wasteland, and know some things that they want to come back from that road. They are afraid that Dao Tianjun will be injured and defeated. return.

"I'm fine."

Dao Tianjun laughed.

After checking and confirming that it was all right, Fu Xuan hugged Dao Tianjun directly.

"Stinky boy, you are really back."

Just the next moment.

Fu Xuan's face changed suddenly, and he trembled violently when he raised his hand.

"Stinky boy, you are still whispering outside when you come, teasing us, it's time to fight."

Miraculously, in Fu Xuan's eyes, he didn't see Dao Tianjun dodging.

This shock hits the nail on the head.

"ah!"

There was a cry of pain, and Fu Xuan covered his hands.

"Have you changed your head, you brat? Your head is so hard."

"Hey." Dao Tianjun smiled strangely, he was the king of immortals, it was a great shame to give Fu Xuan Baoli such a blow.

Immediately, he squinted, with a strange expression, and said, "Didn't I see you crying, weird old man, and wanted to tease you."

"Crying? You heard it wrong, that's what's going on today."

Fu Xuan refused to admit it.

Shi Yun smiled wryly, these two people are both old and young, and their cultivation base is unparalleled in the world, they are like children when they meet each other.

"You guys."

Shi Yun chuckled, her eyes were actually red when she saw Dao Tianjun again, tears were falling down her eyes, and her mood fluctuated.

She didn't get along with Dao Tianjun very much, but she cherished each time very much, and she regarded Dao Tianjun as her own clansman, even her own child.

Fu Xuan would cry, but she had never cried before.

"Let the patriarch worry."

Dao Tianjun's heart moved with warmth and guilt.

It took him so long to come back, causing Fu Xuan and Shi Yun to worry and feel sorry.

"It's good if I can come back." Shi Yun shook his head, his voice was soft, loving, and there was even a hint of trill. It was enough to see Dao Tianjun again and know that he was fine.

"En." Dao Tianjun nodded, and there was a trembling sound in his response. He had actually been resisting the urge to cry.

"Hmph, brat, you want to cry, don't you? Cry, it's better to cry."

Fu Xuan said.

There is longing in his eyes, and he wants to win a round here.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun looked over, just in Fu Xuan's eyes, he couldn't help crying, and the water mist that emerged made Dao Tianjun use his magic power to wipe it out.

Seeing this, Fu Xuan almost kicked him.

This brat doesn't intend to give him a chance.

"What is your cultivation level now?" Fu Xuan finally asked what he had been wondering.

As early as when Dao Tianjun came in, he could clearly feel that although Dao Tianjun's aura was restrained, the aura of the fairy king was hard to conceal. Fu Xuan's eyesight was absolutely first-rate, otherwise he would not have found Dao Tianjun. As a member of the Shiyun tribe.

"Fairy King."

Dao Tianjun spoke softly.

"The surface is still the real combat power."

After Fu Xuan said such a sentence, his eyes flickered.

The one who knows Dao Tianjun's combat power best, Fu Xuan is number one in this world.

"Surface." Dao Tianjun's mouth curled up.

"What is real."

"I am honored as an immortal king, and I can fight the quasi-immortal emperor."

The smile on Dao Tianjun's face became brighter and brighter, with an expression of surprise, surprise, and happiness.

"..."

Fu Xuan was a little autistic.

After a long time, Fu Xuan came to his senses and said three words, "Damn it."

He swears directly.

Unbearable.

Is this kid training weapons?

"Have you met You'er and the others?" Fu Xuan said again.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun shook his head. He heard Fu Xuan's voice and immediately looked for them, but he hadn't gone to see them yet.

"Then you can go."

Fu Xuan waved his hand.

How could Dao Tianjun not understand, Fu Xuan didn't want to listen to himself.

Immediately after, Dao Tianjun also said that he planned to wake up Huo Rouyun and the others, and then left the small courtyard.

Looking at Dao Tianjun's back.

Fu Xuan and Shi Yun's eyes were filled with relief.

However, Fu Xuan soon watched Dao Tianjun go away, and when he turned around, there was endless grievance in his eyes.

"Am I useless?"

Fu Xuan's heart ached, why was he such a trash.

Shi Yun hugged Fu Xuan, "How come, you are still the most powerful in my eyes."

"Hmm." Fu Xuan plunged his head into Shi Yun's fierce sea, and hugged him too.

In this age of Tianjun's hegemony, only Shi Yun can warm his heart.

Dao Tianjun walked towards the other end of the Undead Mountain.

There is a palace there, as if the inner wall of the undead mountain has been hollowed out and embedded in it.

The palace is simple and unsophisticated, with countless fairy gold materials.

It took Dao Tianjun 220,000 years to build it, using up all the savings he had accumulated in this universe, and continuously casting it.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact it is not big, smaller than ordinary palaces.

There are heaven and earth in the palace.

The white mist is boundless, the fairy air is lingering, the richness is almost liquid, the fragrance is comfortable, and the source of gods and immortals can be seen everywhere in it.

There are three immortal ice beds on it.

Three beautiful women lay on it, peaceful and quiet.

No matter how the outside world changes, they are always the same, with young faces, black hair, and snow-covered skin.

Dao Tianjun looked at Huo Rouyun and the others, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Now he is 340,000 years old, and the time they accompanied him was very short, only a few thousand years, but those were his best years, and he could not forget their company...

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