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- The small courtyard is peaceful and peaceful, with scented tea and a faint fairy mist surrounding it. The Yang family emperor once lived here in his later years, and the traces he left behind are still immortal.
He went away to pursue the path beyond the imperial path, leaving behind a small tomb accompanied by a sprig of osmanthus.
In this small courtyard, no one knows.
Before he returned, this grave would only maintain this peace.
The sky is blue and blue, and the white clouds are lingering. Outside the small courtyard, the stream is clear and flowing in the ancient forest. Clusters of white flowers on the laurel trees sway, playing a sad music.
"Ancestor!"
"The Great Emperor!"
Every living being in the small courtyard has an indescribable and extremely heavy depression in their hearts.
They looked at the tomb, and there was nothing special about it. It looked like the emperor of the Yang family had piled it up with his own hands.
The words on the wooden sign, every stroke, were like a mountain of heaven, weighing them down and suffocating them.
They seemed to see the old Emperor Huanyu, who had lost all his imperial power and looked like an ordinary old man, living in a small courtyard, far away from all the ancient disputes.
But later, he staggered forward, his blood and vitality had already lost their prime, but he walked away step by step.
They recalled the loneliness of the Great Emperor of the Universe, recalled the Emperor¡¯s confused questions, and recalled his loneliness at the top.
"This day is unfair! Why should I, the ancestor of the Yang family, do this!"
The old man from the Yang family cried so hard that his eyes were blurred, and he looked up to the sky and screamed. This is eternal hatred!
Their ancestor, a great emperor, was supreme, terrifying, and shocked for nine and ten days. In the end, in his old age, he left only a small tomb and never returned
This is a bleak ending that makes people sad, angry and unacceptable.
"Ancestor, Ancestorwhere are you? Come back quickly!"
The Holy Master of the Yang family was also wailing, like a thunder of chaos exploding, breaking his heart and intestines, the sound soared into the sky and spread extremely far away.
"However, it is only the endless nostalgia and grief of future generations. Their ancestors may not come back.
Just like what was left on the wooden tablet.
There are many long-term feelings in the world, and the vast avenues are all silent. I will go back and no longer miss the world, or this one
Breaking away from the worldly attachment is the last fight. Life and death are the difference between victory and defeat.
"Ahhhhh"
At this moment, no matter how noble their status is, how powerful their strength is, or how advanced their cultivation is, the Yang family members are all crying like children, extremely rude.
"Original Ancestor!"
Their eyes were filled with tears, and their hearts were extremely sad. This result was unbearable for them.
In the outside world, all the Yang family creatures seemed to have their hearts ripped out, and their hearts ached unbearably.
Lei Peng, Holy Lord Qiankun, Holy Lord Dayu, Holy Lord Zhaothese Holy Lord-level creatures were all silent. When they came to the depths of the Great Forest, what they learned was heartbreaking.
This is how the last Yang family emperor came to an end.
They will never be able to set foot on the imperial path, and now they start to ask themselves.
Where is the end of monasticism?
Is there an end?
The ancient emperors could only see dead ends and broken roads.
What is that big black taboo hand?
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Such topics are too heavy. The mountains that have stood for eternity will be crushed and the sky will be shattered.
"There is a way above the emperor's way!"
¡°I¡¯ve heard about it, I¡¯ve thought about it, and I¡¯m going to step on it.¡±
These big shots remembered Miao Jiu¡¯s voice again.
The young emperor Daju.
Being called a Taoist friend by the Great Emperor of the Universe.
Maybe it¡¯s true, it would be great if he was born in ancient times
The Holy Lords all had this idea in mind, and they looked at Miao Jiu.
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It¡¯s just that Miao Jiu is the young emperor of this era, and this era is the great world, how far can he go?
When the younger generation all stared at the Imperial Way, he stared at the Imperial Way.
This is the reason why Miao Jiu is known as the Young Emperor.
¡°Perhaps, he was given such a name because of his combat prowess, but after the news about the Yang family spread.
The Young Emperor, there is no doubt about it!
Such a prestigious reputation can compete with the living emperor Miao Caixi on the Supreme List.
The Yang family is sad, and others are also extremely sentimental.
YangThe small courtyard where the emperor of the family lived was briefly invaded. Soon, they all retreated and did not do any more exploration here.
They did not approach the house, and they did not pick the flowers or tea.
The Yang family was already devastated, and the Holy Master of the Yang family decided not to disturb anything here and let it stand here quietly.
The Yang family has decided that even if outsiders want to go in to investigate, they will not go in.
The scarlet eyes of the Holy Master of the Yang family flashed with a trace of unwillingness, and he focused his gaze on the footprints of the Yang family emperor again. Starting from this small courtyard, they stepped on the footprints and re-walked the path that the Yang family emperor had walked.
At this moment, Miao Jiu stayed in Lei Peng's sleeve again, looking at the laurel forest, with its ancient trees, shining like moonlight, and their petals like white snow.
The emperor of the Yang family must have a heart!
These trees must have meaning.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Miao Jiu has proof, if the Yang family emperor has no intention of belonging, how can there be a Yang family?
¡°Well, that¡¯s definitely the case.
The emperor is also a romantic person!
Meow Nine nodded like an old cat.
They walked out of this fairyland-like pure land, and the footprints of the Yang family emperor soon passed through the big crack that was poked with a finger.
Continuing to go deep into this corner of the imperial power, they were very safe at this time, and saw many scenes of the buried era.
It¡¯s like walking into this buried era from the perspective of a bystander!
This is an extremely majestic world, manifested in ancient times, with a very splendid civilization of cultivation. They have seen all the invisible figures, including flesh and blood, humanoid extraordinary beings, and immortal strongmen from other ethnic groups.
Swallowing the stars in the sky, drinking the moon, crossing the void, and far across the star field.
Everyone was surprised and shocked.
They saw a green tripod stained with patina. It was so powerful that it came from the edge of the universe and shattered countless great evil spirits. It shattered the sky and the earth for thirty-three days.
A muscular man with an upper body flew past the sky, dragging nine blood-stained corpses of gods and demons behind him, his breath shaking the sky.
This is like an era that once existed, like a real world. They want to stop for a while and take a look at the wonders here, but they can't control themselves. There is some special force pulling them away step by step.
The deeper they go, the more real they feel.
"Did the Emperor ever take advantage of this trend to truly enter this buried era? What did he see? Could it be that in the extremely distant past, would there be the answer he wanted?"
Not only the people from the Yang family, but also all the creatures present were greatly shocked in their hearts.
??Climbing over the nine continents and hundreds of mountains, leaping across the boundless ocean, the front is empty, the chaotic energy is condensed, time and space are chaotic, the Tao is disordered, it is a void, there is nothing.
No, there is something. In that distant and unreachable era, there are pieces of flesh covered with black hair floating up and down.
"We can't cross it. It's not a place we can set foot in."
The footprints were still extending, but they stopped and could not go any deeper, which was a pity.
They can only stop here, watching the emptiness and daydream. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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