The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 356 Destination (The Finale)

Songs of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, in the Palace of Kings.

Shen Gongbao, dressed in court uniform, took out the imperial edict in a complacent manner, and issued the edict to the pale new Xibohou Ji.

"Following the fate of the heavens, the king said: The king will not blame the Xibohou's rebellion, and all the offenders will be fined for ten years. This is hereby."

Ji Fa kowtowed to thank him, and left Chaoge in a hurry after receiving the imperial decree from Shen Gongbao.

At the same time, in the Palace of Human Kings, Ye Wuxin was wearing a royal robe, holding the list of gods, and ordered a group of immortals.

"Woohoo! The road to immortality is difficult, and it is difficult for those who do not have a deep foundation to become enlightened. Gods and ghosts have different paths, so how can they be snooped by those who flatter and treacherous."

"Those who have become three flowers vertically will not enter the right path if they have not condensed the five qi. All five qi have been formed, and those who have not cut off the three corpses will eventually turn into ashes after a thousand years."

"Gu, pity the suffering of all living beings in their practice. Today, five Gods of the Heavenly Court 360 are appointed to be in charge of each department. According to the order of the week, they will inspect the good and evil in the world, and report the meritorious deeds of the Three Realms."

After all, Ye Wuxin pointed to the wooden carvings in the back hall, all of them were ministers who fell during the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, and the leader of them was Xibohou Jichang.

After the three souls and seven souls returned to the heaven, Ye Wuxin showed a calm expression, playing with the nine-color ring in his hand.

It has nothing to do with him whether he, Haotian God, accepts these gods, but at this time Yuanshi Tianzun does not come out behind closed doors, and Laojun lives in seclusion in the Bajing Palace and does not want to show his face. Ye Wuxin has the final say on the matter here .

"it's time."

One last look at Jiang Shi in the central palace, a cloud of smoke slowly formed, and it turned into Ye Wuxin's appearance in the blink of an eye.

"I entrust you with the business foundation."

Bai Yunyan nodded slightly, sat on the throne, and guarded the billions of mountains and rivers of Yin Shang for Ye Wuxin.

At the bottom of the prehistoric world, Ye Wuxin stared at the overwhelming heavenly demons in the distance, expressionless, raised the nine-color ring in his hand, turned into a long axe, and slashed towards the chains that bound many worlds in the distance.

In an instant, nothingness transformed, the air of chaos scattered in all directions, and the chains that bound the worlds suddenly shattered, causing an old man's cry of pain to resound.

Looking at the malice that filled the air, Ye Wuxin just stood where he was, letting the will of the great world drive him away.

In the nothingness, looking at the countless stars in all directions, an unprecedented loneliness emerged in Ye Wuxin's heart.

The universe and starry sky are vast and infinite, but even today he has only one destination, and it is still waiting for his appearance.

"Let's go back."

Talking to himself for a while, Ye Wuxin walked in the endless galaxy and rushed towards a certain direction.

Suddenly, a purple silk thread caught him, and Ye Wuxin looked back, only to see that the end of that thread was Great Desolate World.

As if thinking of something, he slowly took out the nine-color ring in his hand, and directly cut off the silk thread blocking his way.

Looking at the dazzling light cluster in the distance, he threw back the nine-color ring in his hand, and left the starry sky without looking back.

The cause and effect have been resolved, the grievances and grievances are over, and all the disciples and subordinates have made arrangements, so what reason does Ye Wuxin have to stay here?

In the prehistoric period, the Master Tongtian was preaching with a group of disciples to dispel doubts, but saw four fairy swords descending from the sky, and landed obediently beside him.

Master Tongtian nodded slightly, with a look of pity on his face.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's face was gloomy. He had heard about the defection of Daoist Ran Deng with a few twelve golden immortals, but he couldn't go back on his promise to the quasi-said Taoist, so he had to hold his nose and admit it.

A gray mist fell in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, and after the mist cleared, the figure of Pangu Banner appeared and silently stood by his side.

"Success is also a god, failure is also a god, fame and fortune in the world should not be underestimated, even I don't fall into it."

Yuanshi Tianzun smiled wryly, took the Pangu flag behind closed doors, and waited for the next catastrophe to come.

In Tushita Palace, the Taishang Laojun silently shook the wind and fire fan in his hand, looked at the Nine-turn Golden Elixir in the alchemy furnace, and remained silent.

When the Taiji Diagram returned, he just put it away silently, no longer caring about worldly affairs, only looking for his own future path.

In the land of the far west, in the western sect, with the wisp of purple energy bestowed by the master, the guiding Taoist who once again regained the realm of a saint looks up at the starry sky.

The Eight Treasures Merit Pool fell into his hands again, and the seven-color light that followed fell beside Taoist Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoist Di Xin is true to his word, holds treasures in his hands without being greedy, which really makes the poor admiration."

The leading Taoist nodded slightly, and he also agreed with this statement very much, and the golden immortals who had accepted the way of Western teachings returned to the status of Da Luo Jinxian, and became members of Western teachings.

The battle at the bottom of the prehistoric world is still on a lunch break. Whether it is man's will to conquer the sky or the law of heaven is ruthless, until now there is no winner or loser.

In Tianlong World, when Ye Wuxin struggled to squeeze into the world, the satellite that accidentally appeared in his sight caught his attention.

"It's only five hundred years old, why even the satellites have come out? Could it be possible."

Ye Wuxin's face darkened, and a hint of worry rose in her heart.The prehistoric world itself is formed by the accumulation of countless worlds, and its own mass is extremely huge. The impact on time may be much greater than what he imagined.

As soon as he thought about it, Ye Wuxin immediately discovered the paper figurine incarnation left in Tianlong World, and his figure slowly dissipated into the void.

In a lake in a deep mountain and old forest, a white-haired, fairy-like old man was fishing leisurely with a fishing rod in his hand.

Suddenly, a white and jade-like palm took the fishing rod, sat aside and asked.

"Long time no see, how did you become like this, is it easy to disguise?"

The old man looked back, and after a long time, he turned into an indifferent young man with a handsome face and eyes like deep pools of water.

"It's been almost 2000 years since you came back, and I haven't appeared as a young man for a long time."

Hearing this, Ye Wuxin opened his mouth, and finally asked with some difficulty.

"Has it been so long? What about Qinglu? Are plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum all right? Where are the uncle and uncle?"

The paper figurine returned to its original old appearance again, looking at Ye Wuxin indifferently.

"Go back and have a look, don't you know?"

Ye Wuxin left this place as if his figure had been erased out of thin air, and returned to the place where everyone lived in seclusion.

Looking at the blessed Land of Langhuan, which was not stained with a trace of dust, Ye Wuxin's expression changed, and she looked behind her.

Dignified and beautiful, unparalleled in beauty, just like when we met in the past.

Ye Wuxin was silent for a long time, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, she smiled at Li Qinglu, and slowly held her hand.

Li Qinglu stood in a daze for a long time, then leaned into his arms, and couldn't help crying slightly.

"Are you still leaving?"

"Don't leave, this is my home."

(End of this chapter)