Those who are interested in Gao Fenghua's legacy are not just the masters and apprentices of Hongshan College?

Among the giants in the border counties, there were naturally clear ideas. They soon realized that Gao Rong was a rare product and wanted to intercept the people from the middle of the journey. However, Gao Rong reacted quickly enough and secretly talked with the people from Hongshan Academy on the second day of the meeting. Secondly... Zhu Junshen, the master who could not take action during the decisive battle, finally arrived late.

He himself did not come here, but in the blurred realm, his magical consciousness made a short and powerful sound.

Gao Rong has issued an application for transfer to Hongshan College, and hopes that Huihuang Valley can be released.

If it were usual, even if Zhu Junshengui was the master, such requests would be ignored by Huihuang Valley.

Although the guardians of the Brilliant Valley are not masters, they have masters in the border counties. Moreover, the border counties never buy the accounts from the east. Why do we need to do whatever you say?

But it is true that there is no room for rejection for Gao Rong, because this matter is already related to the three masters.

Zhu Junshen, Ying Ruoying, Li Qin, and the three masters combined with the power, the entire border county could not resist. Then even though he knew that Gao Rong might have Gao Fenghua's legacy, he could only helplessly watch him lose to Hongshan City.

After all, this is a disaster that the people of the border county failed to properly handle... From the beginning to the end, people from the east were running for it. Apart from being attacked by Gao Fenghua's trick and causing trouble for Bai Xiao, the people of the border county almost did not play any positive role. In the end, the eldest princess, not the giant of the border county... Xiaoxue, the only highlight, could only barely count the merits and demerits.

Under such circumstances, the people of the border counties were really shameless to find Gao Fenghua's legacy, not to mention that Gao Rong himself also clearly stated that he would go to Hongshan City.

With Gao Rong's departure, the situation in the border counties gradually subsided. All valuable clues have been taken over, and the rest is nothing more than organizing a large-scale expedition that is destined to be futile, which will be broadcast live by Bai Xiao.

As the border counties return to peace, the storm of the Eternal Tree seems to have ended here.

However, the real aftermath has just rippled across the sea and arrived at the distant Eastern Continent.

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The Holy Yuan Empire, the Temple of Apocalypse.

Above the boundless cloud fairyland, an old man wearing white clothes and exposed his right chest silently looked up at the sky above his head.

He looked unusually old, his tall body had been hunched over, and his scattered white hair fell from the top of his head, covering the deep wrinkles on his face.

His breathing was so slow that he stood above the clouds like a stubborn stone.

But the sunshine on the clouds was accompanied by the old man's slow breathing, light and dark, as if the whole world was about to change with his breathing rhythm.

Most people in the world have never witnessed this person's appearance with their own eyes.

But most people have heard his name.

Speaker of Shengyuan, Zhou She.

At the same time, I have also heard of his title that resounds throughout the East and West Continents.

The number one person in the world.

His life span was over 200 years old, and he had been in the Holy Yuan Council for more than 150 years. He witnessed the rise and fall of countless heroes in the world. He was once respected as the four Holy Yuan Emperors... During this period, he occupied the highest point of human civilization for more than 100 years.

In a century, no one has been able to shake his position.

Zhu Junshen, a genius from the Western Continent, cannot, the Yuan clans in the Eastern Continent, cannot, and the surviving tribes outside the territory of civilization cannot!

The old man has experienced countless challenges in his life, and there are too many up-and-coming celebrities who want to cross this mountain and prove their strength. However, no matter how outstanding their talents or their strong fortunes are, they will even gather together to come... in the end they will bow their heads in front of the mountain.

The storm of the past century has been surging with stars, as if they are just to set off his loftyness and out of reach.

Now, this old man who has experienced more than two hundred years of storms seems to be tired of the world under the clouds. He closes his eyes, slows down his breathing, and waits for time to pass.

However, when the ripples from the distant other shore gently touched his senses, the old man raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

The flashing light on the clouds suddenly stopped. The old man lowered his head, his eyes passed through the white clouds, and fell to an infinitely distant place.

After a long time, he spoke, "The tree on the West Land is in chaos again."

"The Western Land is the weak link of the immortal tree. Isn't it normal to have a mess?" The next moment, a taller young man appeared behind the old man, also wearing white clothes, revealing his right chest.

But there was a golden crown on top of his head.

Most people in the world have never seen this person's appearance, but most people can tell their identity by seeing the crown.

The crown prince of the Shengyuan Empire, Yuan Yi.

In the name of Yi, it carries the infinite high expectations of Emperor Shengyuan, and Yuanyi has never disappointed people since the moment he was born.

It is hard to describe his excellence as a genius. Whether it is imperial family studies or magical practice, he has repeatedly opened his eyes and even set the limits of human civilization.

Even Zhou She was not as good as him back then!

After all, before Zhou She received the apocalypse at the age of fifty, she was just an unknown mentor in Shengyuan Academy, but Yuan Yi enjoyed Zhou She's teachings from the moment he was born.

The relationship between master and apprenticeship for more than 20 years has made the prince Yuan Yi not very restrained towards the number one person in the world. As soon as he opened his mouth, his face was filled with a flawless smile.

"What's more, some problems must occur in the Western Land roots, will it be more beneficial to us? Ninety percent of the seeds of immortality in the next hundred years will be in our hands."

Zhou She sighed slightly: "Your Highness, this rebellion of the immortal tree is extraordinary. The roots of the western land are killed by white clothes and cannot return to the virtual world. This is a permanent loss. Even though we hold ninety percent of the immortal seeds, the quality will inevitably decline."

Yuan Yi was surprised: "Baiyi? Are they not dead yet?"

Zhou She said: "The white-clothed tribe has always reproduced and revived, which is also a necessary balance. But the bloodline of the God of War should have been sleeping forever a hundred and fifty years ago, but now it has recovered by chance... The person who has been dying for a long time has always been blinded by me, and I can't even know about this."

Yuan Yi asked, "What should we do? Cut the weeds and remove the roots?"

Zhou She said: "That man has been involved in the Western Continent. Taking action will only cause chaos in the world, and the gain will not be worth the loss. Now most of the roots of the Western Continent have returned to the virtual realm and will not come back in the next hundred years. Before the wall of the virtual realm is completely broken, even if the blood of the God of War is recovered, it will be useless... Although that man has ancient blood, he has only more than a hundred years of life. When he naturally passes away, everything will naturally return to his original position."

Yuan Yi sighed and said, "This will take a hundred years to waste, but unfortunately I will never achieve anything in my life."

Zhou She raised his eyelids: "Unless your highness is willing to take over the scepter from my hand."

"Haha, teacher, don't joke. I respect and thank Bumin, like you, who has been a stubborn stone in the apocalypse for a hundred years. It is my misfortune to fail to catch up with the stormy times, but I would rather accept this misfortune. When I enjoy the prosperity of the world, I will find someone who is willing to be lonely to take over the teacher's class."

Zhou She was not angry about this remark, but nodded: "If I had known that you had not been here, I would have been in control of this position for another hundred years. But Your Highness, you also have something you must do. The roots of the Western Lu were forced to return to the virtual realm, and the Eastern Lu had to make up for its vacancy."

Yuan Yi smiled and said, "Planting trees is simple, it's not that I haven't done it before."

"Simple, but not simple." Zhou She said, "The tree of immortality has been reproduced for thousands of years and has been mixed in the Eastern Continent. The potential that can be tapped on this land is already very limited, and there are only two places that can make up for the gap in the Western Continent."

Zhou She said, stretched out his hand and pointed down. In an instant, the clouds suddenly opened, revealing a continent wrapped in a vast ocean.

That is the origin of human civilization, the Eastern Continent.

Zhou She stretched out his hand and pointed to a dark land in the upper right corner: "One is the Demon Realm, the place where the Demon Way originated."

Yuan Yi shook his head repeatedly: "If you don't do it, the ghost energy will not dissipate in that place, and the trees planted will eat people."

Zhou She smiled and pointed his hand at the other end.

That place is not located in this continent, but in the center of the vast ocean.

Yuan Yi was stunned: "Schiao Island?!"
Chapter completed!