Late at night, everyone on Qishan Mountain had their own thoughts and no one fell asleep.
Stars overlooking the mountains and rivers, young Yan Longyu walked out of the bamboo house alone in a white shirt, sat on the bamboo ladder in the courtyard and looked up at the night sky.
The white-clothed immortal who warned the world's Jianghu people not to act recklessly in Fulong County has disappeared. The young man who has lived in this Fulong County for fifteen years will really leave Fulong County and Qinzhou tomorrow. , see a broader world. Yan Longyu's heart was filled with excitement and confusion.
Staring blankly at the stars in the sky, this young man who is usually humble in front of his husband, generous in front of his brothers, gentle in front of his elders, and always likes to leave the best of himself to the people he cares about, feels the vastness and vastness of the world. My own insignificance.
He counted the stars in the sky and recalled those eternal romances that Uncle Feng once told him:
Eight hundred years ago, there was an eternal sword emperor who cleared the way through thousands of armies with his sword, and brought a woman into the rivers and lakes. He would rather lose the country than the king;
Seven hundred years ago, Pei Qi, the god of murder, killed 300,000 people in a single battle. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood merged into rivers, and the murderous name was still shocking even after death;
Six hundred years ago, there was a flower-moving immortal who planted hundreds of flowers in the South China Sea. He controlled the prosperity of the world and led the phoenix to spread its wings and fly south;
Five hundred years ago, there was a romantic prime minister who faced a great threat and the army rose up. He held the young emperor of the Yin Dynasty in his arms and guarded the country alone. He laughed and died;
Four hundred years ago, there were free-spirited scholars and former tourists who stood shoulder to shoulder with the world. They fought ten battles and ten draws, and even to the death there was no distinction between superiors and superiors;
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In this world, almost every hundred years, there will be a romantic legend that will last forever.
The young man clenched his hands and said, "I, Yan Longyu, must be the most dazzling star to dispel the darkness and illuminate for eternity!"
As he thought about it, Yan Longyu's vision became hazy, and his eyes became sour, as if the world was spinning. He just leaned on the bamboo ladder and fell asleep.
Yan Longyu slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was sitting cross-legged on Guanyun Peak.
It was no longer dark before his eyes, and the bright red residual light penetrated the steaming sea of clouds on the peak and gently hit the young man's face. On the cliff in front of the peak, there was an old man with a bright head, dressed in white clothes swaying in the wind, with his back to him.
Seeing all this, Yan Longyu wanted to speak, but his mouth was open and no sound came out.
The old man in white clothes turned around slowly, holding his wordless book with a white aura in one hand and smiling kindly. Baiyi stepped forward and took Yan Longyu's hand, leading him towards the cliff.
Yan Longyu followed quickly until there was no way to go. One step further was the endless abyss of the sea of clouds.
The old man in white didn't stop, he continued to step forward, and actually stood on the sea of clouds. It seemed that because the old man was holding his hand, Yan Longyu also stepped out without hesitation and stood beside the old man.
Under Yan Longyu's feet was the misty sea of clouds, which was like a dream. He found that the Guanyun Peak behind them seemed to be slowly getting smaller. No, it was the clouds under their feet that were moving. Yan Longyu was obviously just standing there, but the steaming sea of clouds sent the two of them to the horizon.
I don't know how long it took, but when I turned around I could no longer see Guanyun Peak. The young man saw the colorful clouds on the horizon, the rays of light in the distance, and a majestic gate that was majestic but ethereal.
The old man in white let go of Yan Longyu's hand, took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and threw the book in his hand into the air.
The wordless scroll gradually grew larger in front of Yan Longyu's eyes, slowly unfolding, and the same ethereal words faintly emerged.
The old man faced the door.
"Here is the list of gods. The ancestors of various sects in the world, the emperors of all dynasties, and the immortals of Xiaoyao are here to see me!" The voice of the old man in white resounded through the sky, shocking and solemn.
Yan Longyu behind him opened his mouth and widened his clear eyes.
The sound reached the heaven, and the giant door in front of the young man slowly opened. There were pairs of cranes flying out of the door. In an instant, more than a hundred phantom-like immortals flew out from the giant door, like swallowing clouds and mist. Their bodies were several feet tall, standing in front of two people, an old man and a young man. They are lined up with different expressions.
There is an emperor who looks down upon the world, possesses great power, is solemn and majestic;
There is an old man with swaying clothes, his eyes closed and his concentration is none of his business;
There is a swordsman with a flying sword, looking arrogant and arrogant;
There is a woman with an elegant face, with moving eyes and an intoxicating smile;
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They looked at the two people in front of them, as if they were as small as mortals looking at two ants.
The old man in white glanced away and spoke again: "All the immortals have returned to their thrones. This son has the luck of the northern crape myrtle and has the ability to change the world. Who among you is willing to give him a blessing? When things happen in the world in the future, you can be with him. Share the incense of the world.”
The ethereal figures of the immortals outside Tianmen looked at each other in confusion, but no one responded.
A majestic voice came from it, with provocation and disdain, "Since Emperor Ziwei has come to the world in person, why does he need to come to us, little immortals with short-term cultivation, to bring some superficial blessings?"
When the old man in white heard the words, his voice was stern, and he scolded: "How dare you, it's your turn as Emperor Chen to speak outside the Tianmen today! Don't think that I don't know about the things you do. I really think that you can do whatever you want after becoming an immortal! You seven I still remember that people worked together to help Chen Er's debt in the lower realm! It's not that it doesn't count, the time has not yet come!"
That majestic voice came from one of the eight ancestors of Da Zhaochen who achieved immortality through merit after his death.
Another voice came out, it was an old man, "You, the heavenly being in white clothes, once established the rules of heaven and earth and threatened never to leave Qishan Mountain again, but why did you appear outside the gate of heaven today? Humph! You don't regard the rules as rules, How can we be asked to abide by the rules?"
The old man in white smiled disdainfully, "It is a rule that immortals in heaven cannot interfere with things in the human world. If you don't abide by the rules, I will take action. If I don't abide by the rules, what can you do to me! Don't forget, these rules are set by me. , I am the rule!"
What the old man in white said made the two immortals who spoke opposite him speechless.
Every time the immortal said something, Yan Longyu's heart trembled, as if his heart was about to fly out of his body the next moment.
Outside the gate of heaven, the immortals were speechless. The old man in white clothes has forgotten all the immortals and has a magnificent momentum.
"Xue Huai, the ancestor of the Crying Rogu Pass, is willing to get married with this son?"
Among the immortals, no one answered.
"Tonghuang Island Yihua Immortal, are you willing to get married with me?"
No one answered.
"A saint from the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism is willing to become acquainted with this son!"
Still no one answered.
In all the heavens, there was no immortal ancestor who dared to risk the future of their descendants in the human world to help the young man Yan Longyu in front of him. The old man in white seemed to have expected it. He looked up to the sky and laughed, "I didn't expect that this immortal who ascended to the heaven is just a short-sighted mediocre thing. He can't see Mount Tai even if he is blinded by a leaf!"
There were more than a hundred ethereal immortals with different expressions, some were angry and dissatisfied, some were thinking seriously, and some stood by and watched others laugh, but none of them were willing to bring good fortune to the young man.
The old man in white clothes looked at the majestic Tianmen, shook his head, put the "God List" in his sleeve, turned around and took Yan Longyu's hand again, and was about to leave. Not a single child among the hundreds of immortals survived. He was extremely disappointed with the immortals who had ascended to heaven in the past thousand years.
The ethereal images of the immortals disappeared outside the Tianmen one by one, and the Tianmen slowly closed again.
"The man in white will stay here. Xu Yanchen, the eternal sword emperor, is now just a ray of remnant soul between heaven and earth. If you don't dislike it, I am willing to be your blessing!"
At this moment, a golden aura condensed between heaven and earth, surrounding Yan Longyu and enveloping Yan Longyu in it.
The old man in white clothes stopped holding Yan Longyu, who was already extremely shocked, and blurted out: "Eternal Sword Emperor Xu Yanchen, Xu Yanchen, Yan Xichen, haha, you guys are really destined."
The righteous and awe-inspiring voice once again came from the golden aura surrounding Yan Longyu, "Eight hundred years ago, I let down all living beings in the world for the sake of the one I love. Eight hundred years later, I will help this son to secure his position in the world, and also This is an explanation for all living beings in the world! Three of Xu’s three souls and six of his seven souls have entered reincarnation. Today, only this soul is left, and it will be handed over to the gods for disposal!"
"On behalf of Ziwei, I would like to thank the Eternal Sword Emperor."
The old man in white nodded, then raised his hands and pointed, waved his sleeves, and the golden charm penetrated into Yan Longyu's seven orifices.
Yan Longyu only felt a warm current in his Qi orifices, which slowly filled his body. His body felt comfortable but his mind was confused, and he finally fell into a coma.
When Yan Longyu opened his eyes again, he found that he was sleeping on his bed. It's daybreak, everything last night seems to be just a dream, but it is extremely real.
He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream for a moment. He stood up and moved his body, but there was nothing abnormal.
"I am the Eternal Sword Emperor Xu Yanchen!" These words seemed to flash past his ears.
Just when Yan Longyu was standing on the bed and still wondering, a slap hit his butt hard, causing a burning pain.
This is not a dream.
He saw Hua Fengju carrying the Biluo sword that had been hanging on the wall for fifteen years again.
"Boy, didn't you say you were going to Xishu yesterday? What, are you scared? You're staying in bed today and don't dare to go out?"
"Uncle Feng, did you see the Immortal in White last night?"
"Oh, I was confused. You are so good. I'm afraid you saw it in your dream! You have slept since yesterday afternoon. Get dressed quickly! Everything has been arranged. Mr. Qin and Dugu boy are still waiting outside. Looking after you."
"oh……"
Yan Longyu breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that everything last night was really just a dream!
In fact, it was indeed a dream, but the dreamer was not Yan Longyu, but Hua Fengju, Qin Ruoyang, Dugu Haodang and his servant Lao He.
The Eternal Sword Emperor has entered his Yan Longyu dream!
