Renegade Immortal

This man is nearly forty years old, with slightly white hair on the temples, and eyes like stars under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows.

This man looks extremely handsome, wearing a green robe, full of luxury, and there is even more majesty on his body.

There was a map spread out on the table in front of him. He looked at the map with thoughtful eyes for a long time before looking away.

It was already late at night, and the moonlight was falling outside. The man stood up in a deep voice, came to the outside of the hall and looked at the moon-shrouded sky and earth in the distance, sighing softly.

"I wonder if father is also looking at this world at this moment..."

The velvet cloak was put on behind the man. The man raised his hand, held down Nai Yi on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Are you still asleep?"

Behind the man, a woman walked out. This woman was beautiful. Although she was old, she didn't look old at all. Instead, she had an aura of maturity.

The woman's eyes showed tenderness, she looked at the man, and said softly: "Ye Fenghan, go to bed early." The man held the woman's hand, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said slowly: "Qingyi, Dad, are you having a rest at the moment?" Woolen cloth……"

Qingyi's face was slightly red. Although she had been with the man in front of her for many years and had an agreement with her father, she truthfully told him that her constant companionship had made the two of them attracted to each other. Love, but at this moment, the red clouds are still rising like a little daughter.

"It's your father..." Qingyi whispered.

The man laughed, grabbed Qingyi's hand and said with a smile: "My father is your father."

Qingyi's heart filled with sweetness, she followed the man's eyes and looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said softly: "Daddy should rest..."

There was a strange light in the man's eyes, and he shook his head and said: "I can feel that my father is looking at me......"

Qishui City, in the courtyard of the Royal Mansion, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze from a distance and sat under the big tree in the courtyard, listening to the sound of the leaves being blown by the autumn wind. Sometimes, one or two leaves would fall. passed before his eyes.

These fallen leaves will eventually return to the tree, just like a wanderer who is tired and rolled up will always return to his relatives.

The years, as if following the path of falling leaves, flowed by silently. Time turned, and it was another five years.

The power of Yaoxing Sect has become extremely huge.

Enveloping the three empires and permeating the entire Ran Yunxing, if it had always been like this, it would not have caused a storm. However, in the third year of the Dishan Kingdom, sudden changes occurred, and the Tianxing Sect within its territory was suppressed with all its strength, and a large number of soldiers were sent to annihilate it.

This sudden change was like adding a cup of water to a frying pan, causing chaos in the entire mortal world of Ran Yunxing and causing an uproar.

The Yao Xing Sect's counterattack was extremely fierce. It only took half a month to seize the military power of the Dishan Kingdom without any bloodshed. The Dishan Kingdom was full of civil and military officials, but six or seven out of ten people had already become members of the Tianxing Sect.

This rebellion against the country, which lasted for less than a month, exploded like spring thunder, catching people off guard and shocking the hearts of this Tianxing sect.

The two empires, Da Qin and Chen Yun, did not act rashly. Instead, they sent envoys to contact the Tianxing Sect and signed an alliance with each other to never invade.

The Dishan Kingdom is gone, replaced by a huge empire called Tianxing.

In the capital of the Tianxing Empire, Wang Ping was wearing a dragon robe, standing at the highest place, looking up at the heaven and earth below. Beside him, Qingyi accompanied him silently.

The ministers of the Yaoxing Empire looked up to the new emperor. For this person, they always couldn't see through everything in the world, and they were never valued by him. It seemed that even if they were standing in this position today, they would not be able to see through it. It's just that he wants to be like someone and prove something.

Wang Ping's eyes looked beyond the heaven and earth at his feet into the distance.

The incident in Dishan Kingdom attracted the attention of the monks on Ran Yunxing, and there were gradually signs of intervention.

Wang Lin's life is still as calm as water, without any ripples. His appearance has become older. This year is the fifth year since the founding of the Yaoxing Empire.

Da Qin and Chen Yun tore up the alliance agreement and launched an attack on Yao Xingguo.

Wang Lin didn't pay attention to all this. He sat in the inn all day long, listening to the people around him talking about all the rumors about the Three Kingdoms, drinking in silence without saying a word.

The store clerk at that time borrowed some money from his relatives and bought the inn. Now, he has become the shopkeeper. The new clerk is also very familiar with Wang Lin. When he saw him come in, he quickly served him the same food as he had every year. Food and drinks.

"You are getting older, so you should drink less wine." The shopkeeper was very kind-hearted and said with concern after putting down the food and wine.

Wang Lin smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I'll drink a pot today."

The shop clerk smiled and turned to greet other customers. When he was free, he leaned on the counter at the door, looked at Wang Lin's old face, and sighed: "Mr. Jin Wang is also a hard-working man. At such an old age, There are no children accompanying him.

The shopkeeper behind the counter raised his hand from the abacus. He left home many years ago and has not come back yet. "

Wang Lin took the wine bottle, took a sip, and looked out the window. Sitting here lasted a whole day.

At dusk, the old servants from the house came to the inn. In their opinion, the old man was already old and would be better off if he didn't drink. Once he drank, he needed someone to follow him, otherwise he would fall ill if he fell.

Under the rising moonlight, followed by the old servants in the mansion, Wang Lin returned home. The large, empty house was dark and without any trace of excitement.

After asking the old servant to retreat, Wang Lin sat on a chair in the yard, looked at the sky, and murmured: "Time flies so fast, Ping'er is already forty-seven years old... Maybe he has discovered something himself. Clues…”

The war between the three empires slowly unfolded, and the intervention of the monks caused constant surprises in the war. However, all this changed instantly after the monarch of the Tianxing Empire personally took charge of the conquest.

No matter what level of monks, they all retreated in front of him. Gradually, all the monks who intervened slowly withdrew from the mortal world.

Here, in addition to Wang Ping's reasons, Hui is also closely related to Zhao, Ran, and Sun families issuing orders at the same time.

In the midst of the army, in a golden tent trench, Wang Ping sat at the top. He dismissed a few courtiers. He stood up and walked out of the tent, looking over the piles of soldiers not far away and looking at the Qilian Mountains in the distance.

Wang Ping looked a little old, and his temples were completely pale. After becoming a saint among mortals, he didn't have much happiness. The burden of tedious things made him feel a little tired in his heart.

He suddenly felt nostalgic for everything he had experienced during his nineteen years as a boy in that mountain village.

Shen Jiuzhong, looking at the Qilian Mountains, Qingyi L walked out of the tent, stood next to Wang Ping, and said softly: "You once said that that is where you spent your childhood. Do you want to go and have a look?

Qingyi's face also showed traces of wandering years, and she looked at Wang Ping softly. Wang Ping sighed softly and said: "Let's go and see...

A pair of sergeants followed behind, Wang Ping and Qing Yi, heading towards the Qilian Mountains. Wang Ping looked around blankly along the way. Everything in front of him gave him a feeling of familiarity in the strangeness.

Gradually, he saw the smoke from cooking in the distance, and Luoyue Village was in the distance.

As soon as they approached, perhaps because there were soldiers following behind them, fierce barking of dogs immediately sounded in the village. In this era of war and chaos, the residents of Luoyue Village were extremely vigilant. When they heard the barking of dogs, they immediately got up and took their usual seeds. They left the farm tools and torches on the ground and walked out of their respective homes, looking not far away at the group of heavily armored soldiers and the two men and women in casual clothes.

Faced with the unkind looks of the villagers, Wang Ping said nothing. He looked at the villagers, but in the end, he did not recognize any of them.

There was bitterness on his face, and time was like a song. So many years passed by, and even the people he was familiar with back then could not recognize him at this moment. They had changed too much.

What's more, in the past thirty years, countless people have entered reincarnation and never ceased to exist.

"Go to the back mountain, where Grandpa Sun is buried."

Qingyi sighed secretly and walked forward with Wang Ping. The villagers in front, hesitating, slowly dispersed, revealing a passage.

At this moment, a soft and uncertain voice came softly.

"Wang Ping..."

Wang Ping paused, turned around, and his eyes fell on a middle-aged woman in her forties among the villagers. This woman looked a little old, but in Wang Ping's eyes, she seemed Back then, the girl who said "I hate you".

At this moment, in the distant starry sky, beyond the cloud star transformed into the moon, Tanlang's figure shuttled like a shooting star. Looking at the cloud star in the distance, Tanlang sniffed, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"As soon as I entered the Luotian North Territory, I intuitively felt that there was a treasure here. I followed the aura, and sure enough, there was no trace. The fog outside the planet was thick, which obviously covered up the treasure light inside.

But looking at the appearance of this planet, it seems a little weird! "

Greedy Wolf stared straight at Yunxiaxing, hesitated for a moment, and slowly flew forward. He would never collapse without a treasure in his life, and he had a terrifying intuition about the existence of treasures.

As he got closer, his heart beat wildly and the look in his eyes became brighter.

"This feeling can only be felt when I took the big cauldron. Could it be that there is a treasure here that is comparable to that big cauldron!" Tanlang's eyes showed excitement. At this moment, he forgot about Wang Lin and all the seals. 's clean.

He gritted his teeth and took out his storage bag. Immediately, the big black cauldron flew out and floated in front of him. Greedy Wolf followed closely and slowly disappeared into the mist.

"I want to see what kind of treasure it is!" Tanlang licked his lips.