The galaxy was submerged in chaos, and the brilliance of the Milky Way split with the shattering of the sky. The vast order of heaven turned into fragments and fell like rain. The avenue and reincarnation gradually returned to calm amid the raging wind.
Heaven and earth are clear and bright,
All I could see was the blood-stained sky, and the Immortal King's realm turned into countless fragments, falling into pieces and falling deep into the fault line.
The two figures stopped and stood motionless,
a long time,
"puff!"
Ye Tianxing knelt down on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his chest red. He was very embarrassed. He stood up staggeringly, then silently put away the knife and walked slowly for a few steps in the void. His face was extremely pale, and there was no human color at all. He was dying. The breath may stagnate at any time.
Buzz!
In the fault, Yu Zhan's body suddenly tore open, and a wisp of black flame roared out from the split edge, swallowing up his entire body in an instant. The blazing black flame burned, and Yu Zhan was frozen in place, staring blankly. Looking into the distance, life gradually withers away.
The hollow body had already been burned away by the devouring flames.
In his perception, Yu Zhan's vitality had been cut off. Taoist Kumu opened his eyes wide, and his shock was self-evident.
The devouring power and devouring flames ate away Yu Zhan completely, leaving only the burnt powder and no residue. Ye Tianxing looked at the puddle of black powder with gloomy eyes, and then he recovered a little bit. The peace of the past.
"It will be easier for you to die like this."
"Yu Zhan, dead!" Outside the deep void, Mo Baiyi suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils filled with horror, and the climbing bloodshot eyes densely covered his entire pupils.
In an instant, between heaven and earth,
Dead silence.
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Beichen, Wu family.
The sixteen residences of the General's Mansion span more than hundreds of miles, with mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, and birds chirping and animals galloping around.
The captive flame horses, the wild Wanli colts... countless flowers and plants are blooming in the mountains and rivers, fragrant the entire Wu Mansion.
The three major sects, Yanzong, Yingmen, and Hu Sect, sent a steady stream of disciples to the Wu Mansion, maintaining the strength of the General Mansion. As one of the strongest pillars of the Beichen Nanjun Dynasty, the Wu family's reputation as a death knight frightened the enemy. ,
As the head of the Wu family of this generation, Wu Yanqing comes from the Yan sect. He was once the top master of the Yan sect, but now as he grows older, he is no longer able to handle matters within the clan. At his age, he no longer has the will to do anything. In charge of the affairs within the clan, I just want to enlighten myself and pry into the immortal sect.
He has seven sons and three daughters, who are practicing in the Yanzong, Yingmen, and Hu sects respectively. Their strength and talents are quite good. He intends to retreat behind the scenes, but the fight between his children will inevitably provoke a fight between the three sects. The Wu family will also have differences because of their sides. If the Wu family and the three sects are in civil strife, this outcome is definitely not what he wants to see.
However, among the many geniuses of the Wu clan, there is no candidate who is strong enough to convince the three sects and all the other clans' children.
This gave Wu Yanqing a headache.
In the capital city of Nanjun, a strong body loomed in the sky, and finally appeared in the streets of the county city. There was no killing or fighting in the festive streets, and a joyful and silly smile appeared on the man's face, which was neither happy nor worried.
The Liuyi Guild Hall was once a place where literati had fun, talked about literature and martial arts, but was later converted into a restaurant for drinking and having fun.
"Boss, here are two pots of fine wine from Qianjue Lake, ten pounds of green beef, half a witch goat, and um~ an authentic mountain robe," the sturdy young man hesitated for a moment, then said, "For the time being, That’s all.”
When the boss heard this,
Shocked and happy, he said:
"A big customer is here!" He hurriedly urged the waiter to go downstairs to greet the guest.
The waiter beamed with joy and spoke in an authentic Nanjun accent. While serving drinks, he looked at the people coming. He had a fierce face and a smile that was particularly fierce and ferocious. His robes were torn and tattered, as if he had fled in a hurry for his life. A wanted criminal so far.
The waiter kept it in mind and told the boss about it. After hearing the complaint, the boss sent someone to report it to the official.
"Boss, why haven't the dishes I asked for been served yet?" the strong man yelled, a little impatient. The waiter quickly stepped forward to comfort him. At this time, half of the mountain robe had been delivered.
"What I want is a whole mountain robe. Why don't you get me half of one? Are you afraid that I can't afford the money?" The waiter has been looking at his appearance and clothes, and the strong man can tell that he is looking at him. The fear and rejection in his pupils.
"Calm down your anger objectively, calm down your anger objectively. There are only half of the mountain robes in the store. Please wait a moment. We have sent the cook to the back mountain to catch him. He will be back in a moment."
The strong man grabbed the mountain robe and stuffed it into his mouth. Before he could chew it, he took another sip of the fine wine. Just as he entered his mouth, it spurted out again.
"What? Sir, it's not to your taste?"
The strong man looked around, showing suspicion, "Is this the Six Arts Hall?"
"This is of course the Six Arts Guild Hall, the Six Arts Guild Hall in Nan County!" the shopkeeper replied with a smile.
"Since this is the Six Arts Guild Hall, why is the taste of this robe so different? Is the cook here still the old Dingtou from the Wu family?"
"Huh? Your Majesty, you still know about Old Dingtou?" The shopkeeper was surprised. The strange strong man in front of him turned out to be a regular customer. "Old Dingtou died ten years ago, and now it is his nephew who takes over the cooking skills. It’s not authentic, but it’s the best.”
"Old Dingtou is dead?" The strong man was surprised, and then fell into silence. It turned out that he had been away from home for seventeen years, and things had changed.
He threw down two ingots of immortal silver, raised his feet and left.
In front of the Liuyi Guild Hall, more than ten officers and soldiers gathered around. The waiter stood on the second floor and pointed at the strong man, and more than ten officers and soldiers surrounded the strong man.
"Everyone, what are you doing?" Seeing that the person coming was not good, the strong man asked.
"Someone reported that there are strangers sneaking around here. We suspect they are spies sent by other prefectures and counties. Please come with us!"
The strong man frowned. Although he had changed somewhat in seventeen years, this city seemed too unfamiliar to him. "Do you know who I am?"
"Who are you? Come with us and you will know." The leader sneered and was about to pull out the sword. The sword that could be easily pulled out at ordinary times was motionless at this time, as if it was cast together with the scabbard. , cannot be shaken at all.
"In front of me, it's best not to use the knife!" The strong man looked at the few people coldly, with a faint sense of killing, and a chill suddenly ran through their hearts.
"Master!"
A guard with a knife was tasting wine on the fourth floor of the Liuyi Guild Hall. Feeling the chilling aura, he immediately stepped out, crushing the strong man with huge pressure.
"You dare to make a mistake in the capital city of Nanjun, why don't you kneel down quickly and capture me?"
The strong man turned back coldly, with stern eyes, and just glanced at the person who came. The latter's body staggered in the void, terrified.
"Fourth brother?!" A tentative voice came from upstairs in the guild hall.
The strong man looked up and saw a handsome young man, wrapped in brocade clothes and dressed in rich clothes.
"Yuanyang?"
The young man was overjoyed and jumped down, "Fourth brother, it's really you!"
The young man looked at the strong man carefully, looked up and down, lifted his disheveled black hair, and confirmed several times, "Fourth brother, you are back! You are really back!"
The young man hugged the strong man excitedly and tried hard to pick him up. However, the ground collapsed under the young man's feet. He was blushing and exhausted all his strength, but he could not shake the strong man at all.
He gasped sharply, "Fourth brother, you have become stronger!"
The strong man in front of him is Wu Ting, who has been away from home for seventeen years. The young man in front of him is his ninth brother. His father, Wu Yanqing, has seven sons and three daughters. He and the young man in front of him are both born from separate wives, but they are treated differently in the clan. , Ninth Brother Wu Yuanyang was born with great strength and extremely talented. He was vigorously cultivated by the clan and even highly valued by Yanzong.
As for him, his talent is relatively ordinary. He was born in the Wu family and is the son of a general. Being ordinary is a sin. He has been ostracized and despised by his family almost since he was a child. He has always relied on perseverance and hard work to continuously improve. He made breakthroughs and maintained and consolidated his only status in the clan. Fortunately, his father Wu Yanqing did not give up on him because of his ordinary talent, nor did he ignore him because he was born from a side wife.
Some people are born with extraordinary talents and receive food from God, while others are born with mediocre talents and rely on their hard work to beg food from God. This is what his father once encouraged him.
Wu Ting looked at the boy's young and innocent face. He was taller and stronger than before.
"When I left, you were as high as my knees. Seventeen years later, my fourth brother was already as tall as his shoulders, but his face still looked like that of a young man." He patted the young man's shoulder gently, and the young man's body almost sunk into the ground. Go inside.
"The fourth son of the Wu family? The guy who ran away from home and disappeared without a trace for seventeen years?"
"Isn't there a rumor that this guy offended those few and was killed? Why is he still alive?"
"I heard that this guy embarked on that dead end, but I didn't expect that he actually came back alive."
"Tianlu?" The man shook his head, "Impossible. Where is Tianlu? With this guy's strength, can he come back alive?"
"That's not necessarily the case. It might be a good idea to enter the Heavenly Road, find a place to hide, and wait until the Heavenly Road reopens before coming out." There was a sneer from upstairs.
Wu Ting heard it but ignored it. He was used to hearing this kind of cynicism seventeen years ago.
"Fourth brother, did you really go to Tianlu? Tell me about Tianlu?"
"The Fourth Young Master of the Wu Family? The son of the side hut?" The soldiers guarding the city stepped out of the way. In the void, the staggering young man wiped away his sweat and said, "No way, that guy, has such intimidating power?" Just now At that moment, he clearly felt the oppression of death, just from a look.
"I am the fifth level of reincarnation realm!" He couldn't believe it. "Is it an illusion?"
…
"Fourth brother, did you really go to Tianlu?" Wu Yuanyang asked curiously.
Wu Ting nodded slightly,
"Then tell me what Tianlu looks like? How powerful are the people there? How many strong men are there?"
"I'll tell you more about it later. Let's go home first and pay homage to our father," Wu Ting said.
"My father is not here at the moment. The eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, and the fifth brother all went to Kyoto to face the saints. Originally, I wanted to go with them, but I thought the palace was boring, so I didn't go with them." The young man curled his lips slightly.
"Mian Sheng? Why?"
"Hey, isn't it because there is a great guy from the Northern Barbarians who fell in love with the third princess Miaohe and brought thirty Northern Barbarian warriors to Kyoto to propose marriage? No, Princess Miaohe doesn't want to marry the son of the Northern Barbarian King. She It is His Majesty's favorite, and His Majesty also admires Yaka, the son of the Northern Barbarian King, who is known as the first warrior of the Northern Barbarians, so the princess made a condition. If Yaka can defeat all the warriors in the capital of Nanjun, she will agree to him. Proposal,"
"So, almost all the top geniuses in the capital and surrounding sects have been summoned to Kyoto. This is not only about the marriage of Princess Miaohe, but also about the reputation of our Nanjun. As the most powerful Wu family in Nanjun, naturally Bear the brunt of it.”
"I see." Wu Ting understood the general idea, "Then I'll go see my mother."
"Siniang was also brought to Kyoto by her father. In recent years, Siniang has been in poor health, and she often talks about you. She is in a daze and can only rely on the imperial doctors in Kyoto for treatment."
Wu Ting's face suddenly darkened. For seventeen years, he had become an unqualified son in order to pursue his own path. He had been away from home for seventeen years. As a mother, how could he not be heartbroken?
"Then, let's go to Kyoto and see my mother."
