Chapter 2090 The last drink, to myself
Yuzhu Fairyland, Green Bamboo Realm.
Yue Wujian ordered Wu De and his family to build a brand new cabin for each of them.
Afterwards, Wu De and Long Shihu went into seclusion.
Chan Bao, on the other hand, was wandering around, running out of the patriarch's territory from time to time to play with other elves outside.
Gradually, Chan Bao also became familiar with some young people from the elves.
Ever since being warned by Wu De, Yue Wujiang has not continued to practice. Otherwise, if another disaster is caused, the consequences will be very serious.
Yue Wujiang completely relaxed and enjoyed the time lying on the bamboo chair in the courtyard all day long.
In fact, two thoughts have been fighting in my mind all year round, wondering whether to take the elves to make this big bet.
Finally, several years later, he made up his mind, called his son, and summoned several elders to tell all this and seek everyone's opinions.
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Seventh Heaven.
Qingwei fairyland.
Qingwei Immortal Territory is located in the southeast corner of the Seventh Heaven. Because the resource output is far inferior to that of other Immortal Territories, it has become an ownerless land.
In normal times, only some local low-level monks stay here.
Anyone who succeeds in cultivation will almost always choose to leave here and go to other masterless immortal realms, or directly join the sects of the seven major sects.
In the northern border of the Qingwei Immortal Domain, there is a land of rolling peaks called Changye Mountain.
Changye Mountain has a radius of hundreds of miles, with crisscrossing valleys and peaks. But judging from the topography, it would be a good choice to open a cave here.
But unfortunately, the fairy spirit here is very thin, and even the trees are sparse and sparse, looking a little malnourished.
However, a few years ago, the core area of Changye Mountain suddenly became filled with clouds and mist due to unknown changes.
Some low-level monks who happened to pass by were curious and went to investigate the situation.
Unexpectedly, it was gone and never came back. After entering, it never came out again.
In fact, if you get through these layers of fog.
You will find that there are countless pavilions, palaces and palaces here.
There is also a huge sect square with a towering stone tablet with the three characters "Supreme Heaven" written on it.
At the top of the stone tablet, there is another huge dark green bead, shining brightly.
That's right, this is where Supreme Heaven's sect in the seventh heaven is located.
However, at this moment, there were not many people walking around in the sect, and it looked deserted.
The sect structure of Supreme Heaven is very different whether it is the first heaven or the seventh heaven.
Behind the Supreme Heavenly Palace, the center of power, there is a jungle area hundreds of miles in radius, with streams and grasslands in the forest.
Because Lu Li once said that the sound of the stream is very pleasant, and sitting by the stream always makes people fall into memories.
Therefore, this pattern started from the Second Heaven and continues to the present.
However, although there were huts and grass in the forbidden area of the Heavenly Palace, there was no Lu Li.
There was a girl in a purple dress sitting on a stone by the stream, looking at the grass opposite in a daze.
She looked very good-looking, but there was a heavy loneliness on her face.
"Master, aunt... where have you been? An An misses you so much..."
She lowered her head and looked at the rattle on her waist, with tears welling up in her eyes.
She carefully took it off and shook it gently. The thumping sound brought her back to her childhood.
She still remembered that it was called Nanhuang Fairyland, and there was an ancient forest there. There was a cabin in the forest, a master, an aunt, and herself who was only a few years old...
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the other side.
In a valley to the east of the forbidden area of the Heavenly Palace, all the trees are neatly taken care of, forming a huge yin and yang fish pattern.
A long and winding path divides two woods into two halves.
Keep going along the path to the deepest part of the valley, where three small courtyards are built side by side.
At this time, two people were sitting in the small courtyard on the east side.
An old man in linen with an extremely old body and a face full of wrinkles, as if he would die at any time.
A young man wearing a white robe and sighing.
If Lu Li were here, he would definitely be able to recognize them at a glance. These two people are Yu Wenwen and Yu Wentong.
But at this time, Yuwen Tong looked much older than when Lu Li first saw him.
Yu Wenwen slowly put down his tea cup, "Are you willing? If not, I can give up."
Yu Wentong shook his head: "This is the arrangement of fate. I am you, and you are me. I have not long to live. To achieve you is to achieve myself..."
Yu Wenwen nodded and fell silent again.
Yuwen channel: "Everything has been done, you don't have to worry. I have communicated the power of heaven and cut off all the channels below the seventh heaven. Except for our supreme heaven and the uncontrollable Lingxiao Palace, all the sky-reaching formations have been destroyed." It has failed. Within 20,000 years, the Supreme Heaven will be able to roam freely in the lower world, and even the seven major sects will not be able to control it..."
Yu Wenwen sighed: "This must be the reason why your life span is consumed so quickly. In fact, you don't have to do this."
Yuwen Channel: "It's only two million years of life. I can fight for 20,000 years of development for you, which is enough for me. Come on, stop being sentimental. I feel that I can't survive more than a month. If I continue to hesitate, I will There is nothing left…”
Yu Wenwen raised the jade cup: "Have another drink, old friend."
Yu Wentong raised a glass to greet them, and a faint smile overflowed on his old face filled with ravines: "The last glass, a toast to myself..."
Then, his body suddenly dispersed like dust, turning into countless gray-red air, flowing towards Yuwen Tong's eyebrows like a long river.
Yuwen Tong sat there motionless, with deep sorrow on his face.
Early Golden Immortal, middle Golden Immortal, late Golden Immortal, peak Golden Immortal, early Immortal King...
Sunrise and sunset, spring and autumn, Yuwen Tong didn't know how long he sat there.
His cultivation level soared all the way to the early stage of Immortal Venerable, and then he finally stopped.
He picked up a dead leaf from the table, walked to the corner of the yard, squatted down, dug a small pit, and buried it in it.
Then he cast a spell to condense a small stone tablet, stood in front of the small earth mound, and engraved the words "Yuwen Tong's Tomb".
"In several reincarnations, you are the greatest and have contributed the most. Whether I am Yuwen Tong or Yuwen Shu, I will always remember you..."
After doing all this, he slowly sat down in front of the tablet.
Until, a few days later, a heavy footsteps came from outside the yard.
"Brother Yuwen, are you there——!" Before anyone saw him, he heard a roar like a lion's roar.
Then, a man as strong as a mountain and with a full beard appeared at the gate of the courtyard.
Yuwen rubbed his ears, smiled helplessly, and slowly stood up from the ground.
Pretending to be resentful, he said, "Big guy, can't you speak a little more quietly? I'm almost deafened by you."
"Hehe..."
The big man laughed dryly and walked in directly through the door. He tilted his head and looked, but frowned again: "Brother Yuwen, who is behind you..."
Yuwen sat down at the table, "An old friend, there was an accident. What's the matter, you are bored again? What do you want to see me for..."
The big man retracted his gaze and sat down opposite Yuwen, "Nothing special, didn't you say that the boss is in the ninth heaven, when are we going to the ninth heaven? I'm almost growing hair here..."
Yuwen rolled his eyes at the big man when he heard this: "Brother, you really don't treat me as a human being. We have only been in the seventh heaven for a few decades, and you want to go up again. Do you want to tire me to death..."
The big man scratched his head and laughed dryly: "I just miss the boss. Besides, those who are capable should do more work. I'm sorry to bother you for a while, please, please..."
