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Xiaoyao was a little surprised.

He heard the old lady talking to herself, and immediately understood that the old Taoist priest in front of him who was leading him inside was actually the headmaster of the Taoist sect in the world. only.

Therefore, Xiaoyao further confirmed his suspicion.

The fairy teacher who taught me how to practice Taoism in the Southern Territory must be the Taoist Supreme who is now revered by the Taoist disciples as the Goddess of Luo Shen.

Legend has it that Luo Shen Tiannu is the only living disciple of Tao Ancestor. She is the supreme existence in the three realms of heaven, earth and human beings.

A hundred years later, Xiaoyao is no longer as surprised as he was when he was young, but he still feels a little emotional and curious.

As the Goddess of Luo Shen, it was impossible for her to condescend to be her teacher and allow him, an orphan who had no parents since childhood, to become a second-generation disciple of the Cangming Taoist Sect.

Xiaoyao was thinking about his thoughts all the way, and unknowingly he followed Jingchen to the backyard, which is also where the disciples of Zutingshan Taoist sect practice and live.

Jingchen took him to a vacant room, handed him a token, and said softly:

"Junior brother, you can live here from now on. If you need anything, come to me anytime."

Xiaoyao bowed and thanked:

"Thank you, Senior Brother Jingchen."

Jingchen smiled, nodded and left.

Xiaoyao walked into the room. The layout inside was very simple. A table and a futon were all in the room.

However, although the facilities are simple, the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy here is the highest that Xiaoyao has ever seen.

From then on, Xiaoyao settled down in Zuting Mountain, practicing every day with many Taoist disciples, discussing Taoism, and reading the Taoist scriptures left by Taoist ancestors. He felt fulfilled, but in his heart, even he himself didn't know. The reason why he is willing to stay in Zuting Mountain to practice may not be because the practice environment here is unparalleled.

But from that day on, the figure he was longing for never appeared again.

To the human world, Zuting Mountain is like an independent place.

The human world has experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes, but on Zuting Mountain, there has been almost no change.

Except for the small saplings that grew into towering trees and the little Taoist boy who was now gray-haired, the rest is still the same.

Xiaoyao no longer has the habit of deliberately recording the years. Unless he uses divination to deduce the secrets of heaven, he has no idea how many years have passed in this world.

Over the past few hundred years, many people on Zuting Mountain have passed away and entered the underworld.

After all, not everyone can truly achieve immortality.

As for whether he will enter Zuting Mountain again after reincarnation, it can only depend on fate.

During this period of time, although many major events happened in Cangming, for the gods on Zuting Mountain, the vicissitudes of the human world were no longer the object of their attention.

At the end of the year, the first snowfall of the year in Zuting Mountain came a little late, but the momentum was very good.

With this auspicious snow falling, there is a high probability of another bumper harvest next year.

Xiaoyao stood alone in the courtyard. Although his appearance was still young, his eyes showed the vicissitudes and calmness accumulated over the years.

He stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake the size of a fingernail. The temperature in his palm had already been restrained, and the snowflake stayed in his palm for a long time without melting.

"I have had a dream for thousands of years. What year is it today? Unknowingly, I am already a thousand years old."

Nearly nine hundred years have passed. It stands to reason that with Xiaoyao's qualifications, he should have cultivated to the eleventh realm. However, after he cultivated the tenth realm more than seven hundred years ago, he is still stuck in the tenth realm to this day.

After so many years, he has long understood that his state of mind is defective, so that he cannot see through the yin and yang of life and death, and naturally cannot make any progress in his cultivation.

Xiaoyao smiled helplessly. Regarding the matter of his state of mind, even if he understood the reason and the method, and wanted to cross over, he still couldn't help it.

At this moment, the snowflakes on Xiaoyao's palm melted rapidly, and he looked up to the sky.

I saw that above the nine heavens, the divine court that had never appeared in the world was now showing an endless palace.

In that palace, all the gods in charge of the laws of heaven and earth appeared, bowing to the higher void.

Not only that, in the Tianzhou Imperial Palace in the human world, the imperial seal placed on the imperial desk of the emperor suddenly shone brightly. The contemporary emperor suddenly stood up and walked quickly outside the palace. The national destiny condensed with the national destiny dragon energy on his body. The golden dragon showed its head and looked up at the sky with great piety.

The hundreds of thousands of Yin gods in the Yin Ming world also felt this and all worshiped.

"We sincerely welcome the return of Dao Ancestor (God Lord, Gui Ancestor)."

The highest authorities in the three realms of heaven, earth and man all pay homage respectfully.

Deep in the void of Cangming, Qin Hao, who had completely let go of his own limitations due to his deep sleep, was as big as a star, like a giant sleeping in the starry sky.

After waking up, Qin Hao took a long breath and turned it into the purest vitality in the world. It condensed into rain and fell into the three realms, nourishing hundreds of millions of creatures in the three realms.

In an instant, he transformed back into the size of an ordinary person, took a step forward, and arrived in Cangming.

His figure appeared in the three realms of heaven, earth and man at the same time, becoming the center of the world.

Qin Hao's eyes were filled with love for all living beings in the world and this world. At this moment, he truly transformed into the ancestor of the Cangming world, infinitely tolerant and caring for the entire world.

All living creatures, including the animals in the mountains and the flying insects wandering among the grass and trees, all fell silent, quietly admiring Qin Hao's majestic body.

Qin Hao took one last look at the Cangming world, and with a thought, a clone also descended on the earth world.

He was saying goodbye to two worlds and people from both worlds.

He wanted to follow Zhou Wen who was waiting outside the sky and enter the great world.

Once he leaves, even he doesn't know when or whether he can come back.

But he still has to go, as Zhou Wen said, if the human race in the prehistoric world fails, Cangming and the earth will cease to exist.

Even if there was a very small chance that it was just a trap, Qin Hao had to confirm it.

For the sake of Cangming and the earth, and for those he loves and those who love him in these two worlds, he has to take a gamble.

This farewell was silent.

He just silently glanced at the two worlds and the people he cared about. Finally, Qin Hao turned around resolutely, leaving his back to all living beings, and embarked on the unknown road ahead.

Except for the high-level Taoists and the Earth Immortal masters in Cangming, no one knew that their Taoist ancestor had left Cangming.

One day ten years after Qin Hao left, a hole suddenly opened in the sky of Cangming World, and an altar loomed in it, as if it was close in front of you, but also far away in the horizon.

At this moment, three streams of light suddenly flew up from all over the world.

When the light dispersed, the figures of Luo Xianxian, Qin Ze'an and Qin Shuning were revealed to the world.

Now these three people have long been in the realm of true immortals and gods. They understand that the vision in the sky is the signal sent to them by Qin Hao.

Luo Xianxian was suspended in the void, her figure still young and graceful.

She looked at Cangming underground and spoke for the first time in nearly a thousand years.

"Where are the masters of the Dao Sect Heavenly Immortal Realm?"

This sentence spread directly to all corners of the Cangming world.

At the same time, streams of light continued to rise from all over the Cangming world, hovering in the void a hundred meters below Luo Xianxian.

"The disciple is here."

At first glance, there are actually hundreds of masters of the eleven realms in Tianji.

On the other side, Qin Ze'an took a step forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the world.

"Dayu Dynasty, where is the eleventh-level warrior in the Immortal Realm?"

As soon as he finished speaking, streams of light continued to rise in the Nine Provinces of Middle Earth, and Earth Immortal-level warriors whose auras were like ovens rose into the sky, hovering in the void a hundred meters below Qin Ze'an.

"See Emperor Qianyuan."

Nearly two hundred earthly immortals paid homage in unison. The sound was so loud that ripples appeared in the vibrating void.

Qin Ze'an looked at everyone and said in a deep voice:

"Beyond Cangming, there is a battlefield where countless ancestors of the human race are fighting bloody battles. I would like to ask you, do you dare to follow me in the footsteps of Tao Ancestor, fight to the sky, and sacrifice your life for our human race?"

After Qin Ze'an finished speaking, the hundreds of eleventh-level Taoist immortals and more than a hundred eleventh-level martial arts earthly immortals all responded in unison:

"war..."

The sound spread throughout the world, inspiring countless great men to be enthusiastic.

In fact, there are not only those masters above the 11th level of Cangming. These people have already known about the prehistoric battlefield in advance, and they have all made an oath long ago, willing to follow Qin Hao to fight in the outer world.

At this time, a stream of light flew out from Daomen Zuting Mountain again and came to the camp of the immortals.

Jingchen frowned slightly and advised:

"Junior Brother Xiaoyao, your cultivation is still shallow, so you should go later."

But Xiaoyao didn't look at him in his eyes. Instead, he smiled and stared at the figure in the void that had been lingering in his mind for thousands of years.

"teacher..."

Xiaoyao spoke softly, and above the void, Luo Xianxian lowered her gaze, with a faint smile in her eye sockets.

Xiaoyao let out a long breath. This breath had been held in his chest for nearly a thousand years, and now he was finally released.

He turned to look at Jingchen and said with a smile:

"Senior Brother Jingchen, look at my current cultivation level."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingchen felt a wisp of breeze blowing by. He looked at Xiaoyao again, only to find that his cultivation level had actually entered the eleventh realm.

The people around them all looked sideways. They had been cultivating Taoism for thousands of years, and they had never seen someone break through the realm so calmly and calmly.

However, what shocked them was yet to come. Xiaoyao said calmly:

"The eleventh realm is still not enough. If I want to stand by your side, I must at least be at the same realm as you, right?"

After that, Xiaoyao slowly lifted into the sky and flew towards Luo Xianxian.

When he crossed the short distance of 100 meters, his aura was only slightly weaker than the three most powerful people in the twelve realms in the sky.

Luo Xianxian looked at Xiaoyao who was already standing next to her and said with a smile:

"Congratulations, you have entered the true fairyland."

Xiaoyao turned his head to look at Luo Xianxian and smiled slightly.

Luo Xianxian's eyes trembled, a little unbelievable.

"Senior...senior brother?"

Xiaoyao did not answer, but turned his head to look outside, took the lead, and flew away.

Seeing this, the others immediately followed him and flew into the crack.

Just like a thousand years ago, that young man with amazing talent led the only masters in Cangming and rushed to the battlefield without hesitation.

Luo Xianxian still stayed where she was, her eyes already filled with tears.

After a long time, Luo Xianxian's magic power surged, her tears dried up, she smiled slightly, and softly uttered two words.

"very nice."

(End of the book)

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In my original idea, there were actually at least sixty chapters of plot to follow, but if I continued writing, I felt like I was in a matryoshka doll, so I simply stopped here.

There may be many shortcomings in this novel, but for me, this is the best storyline I can write at my current level.

It has been serialized since early September and has never been interrupted for more than four months. The reason why I can persist in writing it is not because this novel has brought me great benefits, but because those lovely readers and friends have given me the motivation to persist.

I have said since the first book that as long as there is one reader who likes my book, I will never let it be a bad book or a eunuch.

Now it seems that I can barely do it.

Thank you to those friends who have been with me all the way for your support and encouragement. I am really grateful. Because of you, this book has a complete ending.

In addition, the outline of my next book has been written and will be serialized in the middle of this month. I hope we can meet again then.

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