The Qianhe Tribe had a grand banquet for three days. It was just because of the birth of the little princess of the Qianhe clan. As the only descendant of the Taoist Tianhe, this little princess stood directly at the top of the pyramid as soon as she was born.

As expected, in the near future, she will be the helm of the Chizuru tribe.

In just a few days, the name of the little princess He Xian'er has spread all over the world.

Lin Qingyun did not leave at the invitation. He quietly realized the truth and cultivated himself, which was the right way.

Billions of incarnations spanned time and space, spreading across the starry sky, some disappeared along the way, and some were successfully born on bizarre continents.

To become a mortal, one will become an immortal from birth. What these clones have realized is what he has realized, and the code of law is turbulent, like a magnificent sun illuminating the whole body without a dead corner. His heart is even more transparent, and in the end, he seems to no longer exist in this world, has become the complicated rules, and has also become a fish in a long river, going upstream.

"Sir! Sir!"

Outside the door of the small shop, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in front of the door again. Although the door of the small shop was open, the two of them didn't dare to go in for some reason and stood outside the door hesitantly.

The tall man looked arrogant without anger. He was wearing a white silver robe with silver silk outlines and graceful white feathers, as if a gust of wind blew, he could dance gracefully.

The girl in a snow-white raincoat looks a little immature. She looks only in her early teens, but she looks graceful and has a somewhat mature temperament.

"Sir, haven't woken up yet, alas."

The man sighed slightly, stood outside the door, looking at the man lying on the chair from afar, without any concealment of respect in his eyes.

The man was shocked, and even he couldn't help but sigh. Of course, these were the second. The man was exactly the same as the painting left by the ancestor.

At first he didn't believe it until he walked to the shop with the portrait, the person on the portrait moved.

There are really people in the world who have survived for ten thousand years.

Back then, the ancestor learned martial arts in front of this man and opened up a path of cultivation, lit up the light in the darkness, so that the originally weak humans no longer humble and had the ability to welcome demons.

"How great would it be if the ancestor was here!"

The man shook his head, stopped for a while, and then took the little girl to leave.

As the leader of the Qianhe Tribe, he has more important things to do, and every time he comes here, he squeezes out some time out of his busy schedule.

"Father, who is that person?"

The little girl asked again.

Every time she came here, she would ask last time, but her father didn't say anything, just shook his head.

"When the sir is willing to tell us, Xian'er, you will know naturally."

The man smiled and stroked the little girl's head, his eyes full of doting.

"Um!"

The little girl nodded in a vague way.

"Um!"

"Who is conscious of the big dream first? I know in my life that I have enough sleep in the cottage in spring, and the days outside the window are delayed."

"This dream has lasted thousands of years!"

Two figures gradually traveling far away stamped their feet and came back at a fast speed.

"gentlemen!"

Both voices have sounded before and after.

The man stood in front of the shop, looking forward to it, but he did not dare to surpass it at all.

Over the past ten years, he has seen many malicious people who want to step into the shop, but before they even took a step, they were deeply suppressed and thrown into the turbulent flow of the void by an invisible force.

Among those people, there may not be such a person, like the True Spirit Realm, but there are quite a few.

"It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar."

"Please come in, two!"

A faint but not vicissitudes of life came, and the man looked happy. After getting the former's approval, he hurriedly took his daughter into the shop.

At such a close meeting, the man couldn't help but feel awe in his heart. He stood here, but it seemed to be standing in the starry sky. In front of him, a figure was alone in high places, facing the people, and was indescribably powerful.

The Emperor, or a higher-level existence?

He could not imagine how much the person in front of him was. For example, the human emperors had never given him such powerful oppression. They were too powerful, as if they were facing a whole world that seemed to be overturned.

How powerless!

"My father said that when I see you, I will know who you are?"

"Uncle, who are you?"

The little girl asked muttered.

She was still thinking about what her father said before, but she was not affected at all.

"who I am?!"

Lin Qingyun was slightly stunned, and it seemed that thousands of stars had exploded in his mind.

He chuckled and said, "You will know this question slowly."

"Taoist Tianhe, let love stay with me for the time being. How much time can I learn depends on her own understanding."

"The cause of the future will be eliminated from now on."

Taoist Tianhe nodded and said yes. He naturally heard it. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he still couldn't invite this person to the clan.

However, his initial goal was achieved. He was relieved to have the teaching fairy in front of him.

After chatting with He Xian'er for a few simple words, Taoist Tianhe left easily.

"Do I want to call you Master?"

The little girl asked with her head tilted.

"That depends on your ability!"

Lin Qingyun smiled faintly, and opened his eyes the moment he closed. He stood up and said, "It starts from now on!"

......

"The past? Time and space are really wonderful!"

Lin Qingyun, a clone, sat upright in the endless and lofty temple. Under him was an endless vast and distant continent, and further away, there was a vast ancient land with almost no boundaries.

Half of the ancient continent was hidden in the vast nothingness, shrouded in a very strong chaotic aura, and it was almost impossible to see the scene on the other end.

"vast!"

Lin Qingyun, the clone, was low and reached his level, and he was already an omnipotent existence. What was behind the Chaos Qi? He naturally knew it too.

There is a battlefield that extends to the vastness. Where are the strong men in the entire starry sky? This is why there have not been many taboos for thousands of years. The situation on the battlefield is very tragic. Every moment, powerful people fall and blood cry.

Even Chang Qingtian sent a large number of strong men to fight on the battlefield. Wu Hao, Murong Yanlan and others were all there.

"A hundred years is enough!"

The figure of Lin Qingyun, the clone, gradually faded away. He stepped into the starry sky, and the stars everywhere he passed were disrupted and blown away by invisible power.

There is no direction in the starry sky, but there is a place like a beacon that guides the direction.

"Ash soil!"

He called it the dust and the rest of the powerful people prefer to call it the strange forbidden place, because it is the place where filth comes, and filth pollutes everything, even time cannot be erased, time and space cannot be corrected, like a wound that is difficult to heal, tearing a corner of the road.

He went in many times, but he retreated, which was really amazing.
Chapter completed!