It was the sixth day of the second lunar month in the Chixiao calendar of the Great Han Dynasty, 5444 years ago.
From this day on, the five kingdoms of Dahan, Jingtang, Buzhou, Nanzhao, and Dayuan still followed the year names of each country. Above the five kingdoms, the first year of the Renhuang was established.
The sixth day of February in the Chixiao calendar of the Great Han Dynasty was the first day of the first month of the first year of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, which was the family sacrifice day.
On the day of family sacrifice, pay homage to the ancestors and heroes, comfort all suffering beings, light the black and yellow sacred fire, and carry on the immortal fighting spirit!
The first month of this year has just passed, and many disciples of Wudang Mountain have the illusion that they are in another world, because the changes in these days are really earth-shaking, and it does not seem real, but they cannot help but accept that when the emperor of the world lives in They were in Wudang Mountain, on Qingyang Peak.
Based on this, Shiyan Prefecture, and even the entire Hubei Province, had a transcendent status. It was separated from the Han Dynasty and was jointly guarded by the five countries. Officials were sent to act as regents. Especially in Shiyan Prefecture, within just a few days, various yamen With a new look, in the eyes of interested people, most of them are the children of the royal families of the five countries and the pillars of the middle and young generation.
In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.
At the top of Qingyang Peak, with steaming clouds and dense purple air, a figure in a coarse white robe sits quietly on the rock. Although it is the cold winter, it is as warm as spring here. The grass and trees are green and the sun is shining like broken gold. It also falls on the other end. On the long hair that is as warm and restrained as ink jade.
When the hour came, the figure in the coarse white robe slowly opened his eyes. A pair of ordinary-looking eyes reflected the sky and the earth, the peaks, the grass and trees, and the morning light. He took a gentle breath, and the tiny pieces of sunlight floating in the sky suddenly seemed to turn into There were tangible things in his mouth and nose, and as he breathed, a little bit of spiritual light came out, scattered on the top of the peak, absorbed by the grass, trees, bamboos and stones. There was a spiritual crane singing, landing not far away. In addition, there were three The old turtle is prostrate, no more than the size of a millstone. The stone-skinned turtle shell has no edges and corners, only a pair of golden and jade-like eyes that have experienced vicissitudes of life. Following the even and rhythmic breathing, it lies bathed in spiritual light.
If there are any Wudang disciples here, they will definitely be shocked to find that these are clearly the mountain-protecting spiritual beasts that have guarded the three Xuanwu Towers and even the entire Wudang for many years, the three-headed pure Yang realm divine turtles.
Get up and take another step.
On the golden top of Tianzhu Peak, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the old Taoist with long black hair and rosy face opened his eyes from the futon and looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be the same as five years ago. He was full of vitality, but extremely natural. A pair of His eyes are warm. Compared with five years ago, he can no longer feel the lingering and extremely pure pure Yang aura. However, as his gaze reflects, it seems that his whole body is light and soaked in the extremely rich spring of life. inside……
"This essence is something that the veteran can no longer see clearly."
The three crazy Taoists took a deep breath. Five years ago, he could still vaguely see some depth, but now when he looked at it, it was already unpredictable.
"Master."
The three crazy Taoists shook their heads and said: "Don't worry, Xuanhuang is guarded by old guys like us, and the fortune is gone. I think those alien races should give up."
After bowing, Su Qinian turned around, his gaze seemed to reach through the dome and beyond the nine heavens. In the past five years, in addition to meditating on the human emperor scriptures on the life-saving blade, he had perfected his own innate pure Yang state, and connected with the past and the past. In the future, the two bodies will resonate together, understand all the ways, and give all the Dharma of the starry sky to all countries, especially the Dharma of the bloodline of the human race's fighting spirit. Once someone reaches the realm of pure Yang and wants to embark on the road to the starry sky, they should try this. Awaken the war blood of the human race and make up for the lack of Taoism.
In addition, he also left behind many spiritual stone kings to open the way to the starry sky in the Witch Demon Valley, and made subtle adjustments with the Void Forbidden Method. Even if he could not directly enter the human starry sky, it was still a bit different.
As for the more subtle adjustments, the essence of the formation involved is too profound. It is simply difficult for someone who is not a master of the formation to get started with this void formation that spans the starry sky.
The fifth year of the Emperor's reign, the first day of March.
The spring is cold to the bones, especially the humidity in the mountains is thick. It is difficult for people who are not martial arts practitioners or seasoned mountain people to adapt to such a world. However, in Nanzhao, it is spring-like all year round. There are only a few areas where the seasons are irregular. For example, the Witch Demon Valley in the past, one of the five Jedi, is now lush with lush vegetation, without any demonic energy raging, and even some areas are buried deep and dry. The old medicine gave birth to new shoots, and the sky and the earth gathered together to be beautiful, and animals and birds appeared, which made some martial arts people passing by dumbfounded.
It's not that no one wants to go deep into it and investigate the changes. This place has been designated as a forbidden area by Nanzhao and other five countries. It is guarded by top Yuanshen figures all year round. Without the handwriting of the five countries, even the destiny saints will have difficulty breaking in.
Deep in the Witch Demon Valley, there is an underground palace.
Standing in front of the ancient road in the starry sky again, Su Qinian looked at this simple stone platform with a radius of a hundred feet standing in the underground palace. Many memories flashed away in the sea of consciousness of the divine court.
Beside her, Liu Qingchan was wearing a long plain gauze dress like snow. Her eyebrows were picturesque, beautiful and cold, and she had a kind of graceful grace, like a bell in heaven and earth, returning to the mortal world.
"I've been gone for many years, and I don't care about my return date."
Liu Qingchan sighed quietly. Su Qinian did not respond, but it was clear that perhaps from the day they came to this vast starry sky, this grand ancient chess game that spanned distant time and space had already... They included it.
Can't escape! Can't avoid it! Can't hide!
Only strong! Stronger! The strongest!
Maybe there will come a day, maybe they can't see it, but now, they have to take the first step towards this eternal era and the mystery of the sky.
Buzz!
Su Qinian waved his hand, and pieces of the King of Spiritual Stones emerged and fell onto the stone platform. Silver light rose up like a shower of stars, creating a gorgeous corridor. The two of them looked at each other, raised their feet, and stepped into it.
Over the Witch Demon Valley, nine days away, lies the ancient battlefield in the starry sky.
A young man in green clothes stood on a floating skeleton with his hands behind his hands. A clear halo of light circulated in his eyes. He looked into the distance, and there seemed to be a faint silver glow.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, raised one hand, and gently chopped it down towards the starry sky in front of him. With a soft hiss, the starry sky cracked like a curtain, revealing a clear world. He lowered his head and looked at the sky under his feet. The black and yellow earth then stepped forward without looking back and submerged into it. The cracks healed in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
Dahan, Tiandi City.
On the observatory, the white-haired Heavenly Emperor in blue shirt looked up at the starry sky, frowning slightly. He didn't look back until he took a few breaths. He sat down cross-legged, and the aura around him gradually disappeared, as if he had turned into a dry stone that had been worn for many years. Less than half a breath of life.
The vast starry sky, the northern domain of the human race, the North Star Sky.
This is a barren mountainous area, with withered vegetation, dry streams, and numerous stone towers, but most of them are dilapidated, with only ruins and broken walls remaining. The breath of vicissitudes of time sleeps here, and only the noisy cries of old crows are echoed in the distant mountains and forests. A deep and dull roar echoed, pouring out endless loneliness and desolation.
Suddenly, from the gaps between the collapsed and overlapping stone pillars, there was a silver light floating in the air, countless gravels trembled, and then exploded with a roar, revealing a gorgeous corridor...
