Will there be me in the future?

This is not the first time that Yu Yu asked this question, and the answers he received in the first two times were nothing.

And this time...

“Yes, not…”

Zhang Xuan was a little uncertain. After thinking for a while, he focused on the key points:

"You must be dead!"

“…”

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and his breath became dangerous. Yang Yu was speechless. He paused before he allowed him to continue.

"The world has changed drastically, and the powers outside the territory have arrived. In just a few days, there are already wars inside and outside the border. There are many powerful people in the world, except for His Majesty, you are not among them, but you have not come back..."

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes slightly dimmed:

"In the 321st year of Yuanshi, Dachu was destroyed, and you did not appear, but in the past three hundred years, he would return every few years, take away some people, and send them back..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but frown.

He knew that his brother had a special fate and seemed to have no calculating characteristics. Wang Muzhi looked at the future several times but never saw him.

And if what this kid said is true, then...

"So, do you think I'm dead?"

Yu Yang tapped the table lightly, without any fear, but was just thinking about it.

The foundation of the Longquan Realm is beyond the reach of mountains and seas, but he is in the human immortal martial arts and has not achieved the Nine Yaos, and he has almost no resistance under the Eight Poles.

Once promoted to Jiuyao, I think even if I am the master of the Eight Poles, I may not be able to fight and win.

In addition, he had the living dead man, Daoren Lu, and the incarnation of Wujian, hiding in the darkness.

Even if the deity is unpredictable, it can instantly transform itself into its body and revive itself, and then escape from the Longquan Realm with the "Great Power of the Two Realms".

Did he die before he became Jiuyao?

Or...

"call!"

He poured out all the words in his heart, and there was a plea on Zhang Xuan's tender face:

"Don't go to Longquan Realm anymore, there are great enemies you can't resist in that world..."

The future he experienced was too desperate, too miserable and helpless.

He saw the strong men of the times fall one by one, the cities turn into ashes, the fairy mountains recover, the ghosts roam, and the heaven and earth sink into the enemy.

I also saw how Yang Jian, who later called the number one god of mountains and seas, looked down on him, but he was unwilling to accept it alone...

"Brother, you..."

Yang Jian was a little hesitant.

"So what if you can't stand it?"

How could Zhang Xuan shake his mind with one sentence? He was guessing something in his heart, but there was no turmoil on his face:

"How often can you urge 'dialogues between ancient and modern'?"

"ah?"

The little face was stunned, and Zhang Xuan scratched his head:

"Should, it should be one year?"

"Okay! I'll wait for you for a year!"

Yang Yu nodded:

"Look at it, I already know whether the future will be like this after 'the news of my own death'!"

While speaking, Yang Yu turned his sleeves and Zhang Xuan was already drowsy in his arms.

"elder brother?"

Yang Jian stood up.

"Of course this little guy won't lie to me, but his practice has not been high, and it may not be blinded by others, and even if the future is really as he said..."

Handing the little guy to Yu Fengxian who was rushing, Yang Yu said calmly:

"What are you afraid of?"

How many life-and-death battles have he experienced over a hundred years?

As he walked all the way, he was no longer the fearless and helpless refugee beggar outside Heishan City.

Even if he is destined to die, he still needs to lift the mist of fate, punch him, and then tell me!

...

...

Should an old monster suspected of returning from ancient times be killed, fight with him hundreds of years later, or let him go, guard against him for hundreds of years?

There is no need to choose at all!

Therefore, Li Lue, the leader of the Rising Cult, was hung to the northwest city a few days later, and the millions of sects under his command also dispersed in the next one or two years.

Yang Yu didn’t know what the teachings of the heliocentric teaching were, and how many grudges, love and hatred were there, but Yu Yang didn’t know and didn’t want to know.

After returning to the mountains and seas, he even suspended his practice. Every day, except playing chess with the old man, he just listened to Li Eryi's storytelling and enjoyed a rare peace.

Occasionally, I met my former ministers and sat down with Wang Muzhi, Qi Daoguang, Wei Zhengxian, Jiang Wuyang, Lu Qingting and others to discuss the truth.

As the sky changes, the powers of magic are emerging one after another. Martial arts are far less than the peak of the past, and there are few people who are devoted to warriors.

Yang Yu did not force it because his own desire to be brave is far less than Zhang Xuanba of the past and his current Qi Daoguang.

Qi Daoguang followed his army's path and killed the Daoguo Martial Saint of Jin. Although it was delayed for several years due to severe damage to its vitality, it was broken and then established, reaching the top of the Martial Saint.

He has never been a person who cherishes himself. In addition to the Yuanmao True Body Art that others cannot practice at all, he has taught all the martial arts he has learned.

After discussing the Tao, the crowd either felt something or had some doubts, but they all stood up to say goodbye, and returned to seclusion without mentioning it.

The sun starts and the sun sets, spring goes and winter comes. For more than half a year, the blink of an eye has passed.

As the cold wind came overnight, the snow covered the mountains and rivers again.

Huh ~

In the wind and snow, Chu Tianyi led his horse into the city and came outside the imperial city. Lu Qingting was also here like him.

Although the two knew each other, they were not very familiar with each other. They only saw the etiquette and waited for each other.

Afterwards, people came one after another, but did not get close to each other, but stood far away, as if they were seeing off, or as if they were coming to watch the ceremony.

Among them are many important officials in the court, famous martial saints, ten capital lords, and even the sword saint Mu Qingliu, who also broke through the pass.

Chu Tianyi frowned slightly and led his horse into the mansion. Lu Qingting thought about it and entered the imperial city with the guards.

The people who came to watch the ceremony outside the mansion would not wait in the wind and snow, and each sought a place to settle in the inn.

"More than half a year has passed, but I haven't even gotten three together?"

In the backyard, Yang Jian was cooking tea. He turned his ears slightly and shook his head.

"What's so strange about this? Now that the Taoist fruit and magical powers are emerging one after another, there are still some people who doubt whether there were immortals and Buddhas in ancient times, let alone 'cross-border'?"

The body looks bright and dark, but the Taoist Zhenyan is not surprised:

"If a person has a deep cultivation level, the less he will trust others, let alone give birth to life and death!"

The greatness of the world is that the ten capitals may not travel all over the world in half a lifetime. Naturally, there are many people who doubt the theory of cross-border.

"I can't take a few of them, so it's okay if I don't come."

Yu Yang didn't care and played chess with the Taoist Zhenyan:

"It's still early, so don't be too anxious..."

The consumption across the two realms is huge. With his current foundation, it takes a year to cultivate himself to stimulate it.

It takes one year to come and one year to return.

"I'm afraid they will regret it."

The Taoist of the Truth is the way.

"If you go, you may regret it. The Longquan Realm is not a good place..."

Yu Yang is more interested in the chessboard in front of him.

"If the tide theory of Sanxiaosanren is true, where is the good place in the future?"

The Taoist Zhenyan sighed softly.

"It's better to make a move if you really want to do it!"
To be continued...