Vol 10 Chapter 1328: 0 years waiting

Ziwei Shenfeng, who has been waiting for his destiny for seven hundred years, the wind and frost on his body has gone thick.
The face that has not changed for seven hundred years, young as ever, only the vicissitudes in his eyes will add a rich stroke every year.
The eighth century is coming, and Ning Chen's cultivation is completely gone, and it looks no different from mortals.
However, in the Divine Realm, every strong person in the fourth realm knows that the power of the Ziwei Realm Master is no longer able to be influenced by cultivation.
This is why the emperors of the Demon Realm clearly knew that the Realm Master had been hit hard in the battle of the Devil, but they still dared not invade the human race.
It can be said that no one dares to commit crimes as long as the realm master is still standing on that divine peak.
In the eighth century, human martial arts further developed, and Yan Luo, the prefecture who embarked on their respective roads, was finally the first to prove the emperor's road.
Is beyond everyone's expectation. After 800 years, the first testimony was neither Xia Ziyi, the strongest of the armed forces, nor the highest Qi King, but the contemporary Buddhist master of the Buddhist kingdom, who loved the Ming King.
On this day, over the Buddha Kingdom, the Ten Thousand Buddhas sang, and the King Ming testified.
The earth-shattering scene shocked people, and the eyes of Yan Luo, who scattered the stars, looked at the kingdoms of the heavens, showing their different colors.
Unexpectedly, King Ayeran walked in front of everyone.
"Why didn't you see this girl so fierce at first?"
Tianyue Holy City, Luo Xingchen, who is retreating and practicing, opened his eyes, his expression was full of surprises.
"Know?"
Outside the stone closed retreat of the stars, the seventh will speak, faintly.
"Ok."
Nodded at the stars and replied, "The fellow initiates of the capital, now the lord of the kingdom of the Buddha, love the king of dyeing."
"Buddha?"
The seventh will whisper lightly, the Buddha is lucky, these seven hundred years, the most glorious, with the power of the belief of all living things to prove the way, it is a shortcut.
"It's love dyeing."
Xiangge has several star fields. On the starry sky, Luo Fei stopped, looking far away, softly.
"The magic of the Buddha's mind also proves his own way."
Xia Ziyi calmly responded, saying, "Go, like today's different places are changing, and the human race emperor's emperor's powers are endless, it is not necessarily a good thing. We must upgrade our strength as soon as possible to cope with future variables.
"Ok."
Luo Fei responded lightly and walked towards the depths of the starry sky together.
Ziwei God Realm, before the peak, Ning Chen stared at the world, and his expression did not appear too many waves because of love to prove the Tao.
The kings of the local government, besides him, no matter the talents or the hardships they have experienced, they are very accessible. To prove the emperor's way, all it takes is an opportunity.
When the opportunity came, he believed that the demeanor of the kings of the capital would move the whole world.
Love dye is the first one, but definitely not the last one.
He will be in the divine realm and witness the amazing world of the kings of the earth.
The eight hundred years of the prosperity of martial arts gradually passed through the glory of the king of the Buddhist kingdom, Ai Mingwang, and the ninth century.
On the arrival of this century, in the divine realm, the hearts of the kings are all heavy.
They knew that this was the last hundred years that the realm master stayed in the realm.
At the beginning, when the realm went up the mountain, he made a promise to watch the world for nine hundred years. Now, the last one hundred years is finally coming.
"Gu Yao, there is not much time left for you."
In front of Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen spoke softly.
Distant star field, thunder is tremendous, and turns into Leihai, obliterating the figure of the witness.
In Lei Hai, a venerable ancient Yao who stood in a blue robe stood up in the sky, surrounded by the rising of the sun, and prevented the sky-tribulation.
Venerable Ancient Yao, the former strongest man in the world, is now the ultimate emperor, attracting worldwide attention.
Is full of thunder, endless, and the ancient Lord Venerable is surrounded by flames.
Jiuyang burned the sky, blocked one heavy thunderstorm after another, heaven was ruthless, and it killed the cultivator.
Ancient Yaodu robbery, on the Ziwei Shenfeng, Ning Chen stared into the distance, and the calm eyes finally appeared a short wave.
After he left, God Realm needed a new landlord to sit in the town. Master Gu Yao, who had been banned for years, was the best candidate.
The ancient robbery, spent ten years, Ning Chen also waited ten years on Ziwei Shenfeng.
After ten years, Gu Yao returned, before the peak, respectfully saluted.
"Lord Master, I am back."
Proves that the return of the Tao, Gu Yao's body is dazzling, like a coming down, the breath is as powerful as the storm, the powerful is shocking.
Ning Chen turned around and looked at Venerable Gu Yao in front of him, his tired eyes showed a little relief.
"You first prove the emperor's way, you still need time to consolidate the realm, you don't have to restrain these red tapes, go back and rest." Ning Chen said.
"Thank you, Master, your subordinates will retreat!"
Venerable Ancient Yao respected the ceremony and immediately disappeared from the Ziwei Shenfeng.
The last wish of Shenjing is over, and the burden of Ning Chen's heart has been put down. He turned to look at the world, and the color of longing flashed in his eyes.
Nearly a thousand years, the day of waiting is finally coming.
Distance to the floating island, Liming, who was closed for 800 years, came out and left the floating island.
Half a day later, on Shenfeng, Lime came, looking at the man with white hair in front of the peak, and said, "I'm leaving."
Before the peak, Ning Chen heard the words, his body slightly paused, turned to look at the former, and said, "Where is Sister Liming going?"
"For 100 years, my cultivation base has been stagnant, want to go out for a walk?" Lime said softly.
"How long?" Ning Chen asked.
"Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, I do not know." Lime replied.
Ning Chen was silent. After a long time, he sighed in his heart, looked at the woman in front of him, smiled, "Be careful on the road."
"You too."
Lime responded, glanced deeply at the former, and without further ado, turned away.
Down the mountain, if you wait quietly, you don't say goodbye to the mountain.
"Let's go."
Not much time, Lime came and said.
Ruoxi nodded and left together.
Before the peak, Ning Chen stared at the back of the two leaving, and sighed again in her heart.
"Sister Lime, can the son get what he wants?"
Out of God's realm, Ruoxi's tears in his eyes could no longer hold back and dripped down.
"Will do."
Liming nodded.
"That's good."
Ruoxi broke his tears as a smile, and lifted his hands to wipe the tears from his face, saying, "We can't be a son's concern."
"Do you care?"
Lime Li looked back, and his complexion was abnormal. If they left, he would be able to stop him from worrying, and for this long millennium, he would not choose to wait hard.
The time of a thousand years, how long is it, the cultivator, the pursuit of longevity, and the achievement of immortality is everyone's dream. What he gave up is not as simple as a thousand years.
Thousands of years ago, there was the help of the Moon God, for him, ascending the God Realm, within reach.
However, he chose to wait for thousands of years in the world. After the millennium passed, his cultivation was completely exhausted, and the foundation was completely destroyed. It is almost impossible to enter the God Realm again.
The way of martial arts, the cultivation is broken, it is easy to repair, if the foundation is destroyed, it is almost equivalent to breaking all hope.
These millenniums are the limit he can support. After losing all his cultivation and foundation, his life will be no more than mortals.
Lime and Ruoxi left. On the Ziwei Peak, the fateful thin figure appeared more lonely, with white hair flying, day after day, year after year, waiting for the arrival of the millennium.
Gradually, on the Ziwei Peak, the fallen leaves were covered with Shenfeng. In the last hundred years, the vicissitudes of Ning Chen's eyes had become rich.
On the floating islands, all the retreating kings went out one after another. During the last hundred years, they did not retreat.
In the nine hundred years of ups and downs, from the Battle of the Black Devils to the present day, the realm of the world has protected the world for nine hundred years. During these nine hundred years, the world has truly entered the prosperous world. Glorious period.
Time flies, this year, on Ziwei Peak, waiting for thousands of years of destiny finally recovered the watchman's gaze.
Thousands of years have passed, and the nine hundred-year commitment has been fulfilled. Ning Chen put down all the burdens on his body and turned to walk down the mountain.
God Realm, thousands of thousands of floating islands, a powerful king realm feels and salutes one after another.
"Congratulations to the master!"
"Congratulations to the master!"
……
Farewell, resounding through the Ziwei Realm, the king pays tribute, thanking the Ziwei Realm Master for the protection of nine hundred years.
"Sovereign Ancient Yao, from now on, the world will be handed over to you."
Under Ziwei Peak, Ning Chen said quietly, and immediately walked towards the realm of God.
"Gu Yao, respect the purpose of the law!"
On the Ziwei Peak, Venerable Gu Yao appeared, respectfully saluting.
Ning Chen walked out of the realm of God, and his white hair gradually returned to black, ordinary face, ordinary breath.
A few months later, the heavens of the heavens, the kingdom of Xumi, Ning Chen came, and the plain clothes hunted, one step at a time.
In the Kingdom of Buddha, Ai Ming Ming has a feeling, the beautiful eyes open, looking at the man in front of the plain clothes, he said, "You are still here."
Ning Chen nodded his head and looked to the distant mountain of prayer, softly, "I want to go up again."
Love dyeing Ming Wang quietly looked at the person in front of him, long time later, nodded and said, "Yes."
"Thank you."
Ningchen salutes, and immediately walks towards the Western Pray Mountain.
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On this day, I wish Ning Chen came to the mountain and walked step by step to Foshan.
"Thousands of years, you are finally here."
In Foshan, the mind is scrolling and condensing into shape. The golden Buddha is as high as a thousand feet. The Buddha's light is illuminating the whole Foshan.
"Pray for guidance."
Ning Chen respectfully salutes.
"The sea of ​​people is vast, even if she is really reincarnated, you may not be able to find her. Even so, are you still looking for?" Buddha asked.
"Look for." Ning Chen said.
"Millennium on earth, reincarnation of tenth generation, even if you find her, she doesn't know you, are you still looking for?" Buddha said.
"Look for it." Ning Chen replied again.
"Idiot."
Buddha sighed and said, "There is a field in the north of the heavens, at the end of the starry sky, named Wangchuan. There, there are often similar flowers in the world. If you are destined to her, you might be able to see her there."
"Thank you."
Ning Chen heard the words and respected again, saying, "The juniors say goodbye."
Is about to leave, and in the void, the Buddha opened his mouth again and said, "Wait for a thousand years, maybe you can only get a pass in this world, is it worth it?"
"worth it."
Ning Chen said calmly, and immediately walked down the mountain.
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