Chapter 473 The Chosen One, Carrying the Grudges

"Run away?"

Yang Xiandi frowned when he heard An Hao's words. He asked, "Why do you want to run away? Where do you want to run to?"

An Hao was about to speak when suddenly, a blazing golden flame burst out from the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill and drilled into An Hao's brow at a very fast speed.

In an instant, An Hao's eyes widened. He raised his hand and grabbed his head. He looked up and a golden fine line appeared between his eyebrows, like a slit in the eye.

Yang Xiandi was shocked and turned to look at the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill subconsciously.

The Heavenly Dao Golden Pill stood in front of him, motionless, exuding an ancient atmosphere, as if it was the oldest existence in the world. It had witnessed the vicissitudes of life and the changes of the stars. Endless experiences shaped its unfathomable momentum today.

An Hao knelt on the ground, trembling all over, his face twisted, and he was obviously suffering unimaginable pain.

Yang Xiandi flashed to his side and wanted to help him, but was bounced away by a powerful force.

He flew hundreds of feet away, and staggered back a few steps after landing. He raised his right hand, only to see that his right hand was burned and bleeding.

He looked up at An Hao, frowning.

An Hao knelt with his face down, and wisps of arrogance flowed from his fingers. He trembled all over and couldn't make a sound.

"Is he really the chosen one?"

Emperor Yang Xian muttered to himself, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He did choose An Hao because An Hao had a special fate, but there was another reason. He wanted to be tied to Fu Dao Jian Zun.

An Hao was the only true disciple of Fu Dao Jian Zun.

But he never expected that An Hao had just arrived and had not done anything, but he was recognized by Tian Dao Jin Dan. Throughout the history of the Immortal Dynasty, he had never heard of such a thing.

"An Hao, who are you?"

An Hao couldn't hear the voice of Emperor Yang Xian. At this moment, he was in pain that ordinary people could hardly imagine. Not only did his body feel like it was about to be torn apart, but his soul was also suffering terrible destruction.

He saw many scenes, and those were the scenes he feared the most.

He saw his wife and children die tragically, his junior sister suffer, and even his master's tombstone, all of which stimulated him.

"If you don't run, you will be like them."

A cold voice kept echoing in his ears, stimulating his mind.

...

Thirty-seven years later, the New Year had just passed.

Gu An walked in the outer gate city, and the Blood Hell Great Sage and Long Qing followed him.

Three hundred years ago, Shen Xinzi returned to the Kuhai Buddhist Sect. Since then, Long Qing has completely become Gu An's follower. Wherever Gu An goes, as long as he sees him, he will actively follow him.

Along the way, wherever Gu An went, there were people who greeted him, basically all of them were his friends or disciples.

More than four hundred years later, the shock brought by Fu Dao Jian Zun finally calmed down. Under the suppression of the Taixuan Sect's Dark Hall, people who knew Gu An's identity would no longer talk about it everywhere, and Fu Dao Jian Zun became a legend again.

But even without the title of Fudao Sword Master, Gu An, as the master of the Third Medicine Valley, is also very famous.

"Master, is there really a legacy of the Broken Sky Axe? Isn't it a trick you left behind on purpose?" Long Qing quickened his pace and came to Gu An's side, asking curiously.

From time to time, he would go to the Bu Tian Terrace to pull out the Broken Sky Axe, but unfortunately he couldn't shake it.

Now, people who try the Broken Sky Axe basically want to feel the power of Fudao Sword Master, rather than really wanting to get the legacy.

Gu An looked forward and replied, "Of course there is, you will feel it in the future."

Long Qing wanted to continue asking, but he suddenly looked up.

Not only him, but also the Great Sage of Blood Prison.

I saw countless silver meteors appearing in the blue sky, all heading in the same direction, and the scene was very spectacular.

The monks passing by on the street also began to notice the strange phenomenon in the sky.

"What is that?"

"Is it sword energy?"

"No, there are people inside. It may be a large sect flying over the sky."

"Someone? It doesn't look like it flew over our heads, but more like it fell from the sky."

"Don't worry, this is Taixuan Sect. Maybe Taixuan Sect is not the strongest sect, but it is definitely the safest. In recent years, the Holy Court and the Immortal Dynasty have been fighting each other, attacking each other, but the war has never affected Taixuan Sect."

The monks were talking about it. Gu An took a look and retracted his gaze and continued to move forward.

The Great Sage of Blood Prison and Long Qing followed, and they began to discuss the origins of those meteors.

The Great Sage of Blood Prison's divine sense captured that those meteors were indeed a group of people surrounded by sword energy, and they came from the sky, which made Long Qing more curious about the sky.

Although Long Qing still has not cultivated spiritual power, as he grows older, he can feel that he is from the sky and there is a mission waiting for him.

He was no longer so anxious, but began to enjoy life. He had a premonition that when he knew his mission, such a life would be his luxury for the rest of his life.

Gu An saw through the origins of the group of sword cultivators at a glance.

Dahong Jiantian!

Summoned by Jueluo Jianjun.

Dahong Jiantian was going to establish a sect in the sea near Taicang Continent and support Gu An at any time in the future.

Gu An didn't care much about this, he cared more about another thing.

That is, Xiaochuan's Destruction Seal appeared!

In other words, Xiaochuan is about to be born in the Tianling Great World!

After so many years, Gu An finally waited for Xiaochuan.

When he thought about meeting his junior brother again, Gu An was very happy and even started to hum a little song.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Long Qing boldly asked about the origins of the sword cultivator he had just seen.

"There will be more opportunities to interact with each other in the future."

Gu An replied casually, he is now more and more like a Taoist master, knowing everything, but refusing to talk about it, letting people experience it by themselves.

Not to mention, this feeling of predicting the future and witnessing destiny is quite good.

at the same time.

Among the mountains, a wooden house is located on the mountainside. A couple stands in front of the cliff, looking at the green mountains and green waters.

The woman was holding a baby in her arms. She looked down at the son in her arms, her beautiful face full of worry.

She turned to look at her husband next to her and said, "Husband, you haven't named your child yet. You don't want to go back, do you?"

Her husband was dressed in black and had a handsome face, with slightly pale hair at the temples. He did not look old, but had a sense of vicissitudes of life.

"It is precisely because of his birth that I have to go back, Ling'er, you should understand that if we don't go back, our family of three will never have peace, and those enemies will not let me go." The man in black said with a heavy tone.

His name was Chen Luo, and his wife's name was Xu Ling. As they talked, they got closer to each other.

Xu Ling leaned on his shoulder and asked with a confused look on her face: "Is there really no place for us in the sanctuary? Or should we leave the sanctuary?"

Chen Luo sighed and said: "It's more chaotic and dangerous outside. You and I have no backing, even if we have the Mahayana realm, it's so difficult to keep our son. Go back, at worst, I will kneel down to my mother and admit my mistake. You have already done it for me." After giving birth to a child, she will definitely not make things difficult for you.”

"But..." Xu Ling hesitated.

Chen Luo turned around, grabbed her shoulders, and said: "Ling'er, believe me, even if I die, I will save you mother and son. I don't want to see you hurt again, and I don't want our son to be born with a grudge."

The baby in Xu Ling's arms opened her eyes, and her eyes were so bright that her heart melted.

"Yeah, we can't let him bear the grudge..." Xu Ling murmured to herself, she was convincing herself.

Chen Luo smiled and said: "When I saw this kid for the first time, I felt that he would have good luck. Don't worry, I heard that my father just returned from the Holy Prime Minister. With him in charge of the family, my mother will definitely not Dare to mess around."

Xu Ling took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

Chen Luo was completely relieved when she agreed, and then hugged his wife tightly into his arms.

"I swear, I will let you live a stable life, and I will also help you avenge your family's destruction." Chen Luo stared at the horizon and said seriously.

Xu Ling trembled slightly and did not answer, but slowly closed her eyes.

White cranes flew out of the mountain forest opposite, fluttering their wings and flying to the sky, forming a human figure. The sun shone on them. They were like cranes, as if they were carrying hope and were flying to the ends of the world.