Chapter 4961: How is this possible? ?

  Lu Yuhuang!
  It can be said that this time descending on the black sky domain, among all the extraterritorial arrogances who want to enter the Yuhua Immortal Land, the one standing at the pinnacle!
  No one knows no one knows!
  No one is not afraid of no one!
  The strength is unfathomable, and even more extraordinary, unpredictable. Many famous extraterritorial arrogances want to challenge Lu Yuhuang.
Characters like    entered the Yuhua fairyland and should never be unknown, and should be one of the existences that disturb the situation most.
  But it was so strange. After entering the Yuhua Immortal Land, Emperor Lu Yu disappeared inexplicably.
  No one knows where he went or what he experienced.
  No one has even seen him, Shenlong sees the head but not the end, and people simply don’t understand.
  Even Ye Wuque had never encountered Lu Yuhuang from beginning to end.
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   Just above the door in front of me, Emperor Lu Yu was painted on this painting of the gods, even more so called "Shangxian", and appeared so unexpectedly.
  Ye Wuque made waves in his heart!
  It turns out that Emperor Lu Yu has already entered the seventh floor of Xiantu, so it's no wonder that he has not been seen from outside!
  He also had no idea that Emperor Lu Yu had reappeared in this way, full of incredible mystery.
  What kind of creatures are qualified to be engraved on the gate and worship and worship them day and night?
  That can only be the greatest faith in the heart!
  It's like a mortal burning incense to worship Buddha, or lighting incense to the Tao.
  Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, Dao Zun Dao Ye, is the belief in the hearts of ordinary mortals, and they are the objects of peace and respect in their hearts.
  And now!
  The old man and his grandson Niuwa are saluting the portrait of Emperor Lu Yu respectfully, which proves that Emperor Lu Yu is their greatest belief.
  Squeezing the waves in his heart, Ye Wuque keenly discovered that the portrait of the door on the old man's door was not brand new, but with a trace of old and mottled, which was definitely not posted recently.
  At this moment, the old man and the cow baby have finished their rituals, and the bullfrog rushed into their home, calling "grandma" to eat.
   "Lao Zhang, it's been a long time since your picture of the immortal has been posted on the door?"
   Ye Wuqian spoke, his tone very calm.
   Hearing this, the old man's vicissitudes of life suddenly revealed a distant reminiscence, and he nodded and said: "Yes, the young man, let me think about it...this portrait of a fairy has been posted here for almost three hundred years!"
   "By the way, at that time, Niuwa and his father had just grown up, and I personally posted it. In a flash, Lord Shangxian has been guarding our house for three hundred years."
  The old man was full of emotion.
   Ye Wuque has no expression on his face, but there is light flashing in the depth of his eyes!
  Three hundred years?
How is this possible? ?
  How long has it been for this wave of creatures to enter the Yuhua Immortal Land?
  Only only ten days!
  Calculated according to the normal time, even if Emperor Lu Yu encounters a mysterious and powerful opportunity, the time will not be right!
  Unless...
  The time flow rate in the seventh layer of this fairy soil is different from the entire Yuhua fairy soil outside!
  Here for one day!
  The outside world for several years!
   But if this is the case...
  Maybe it can be inferred why Emperor Lu Yu has always seen the dragon without seeing the end, and it can also be inferred what incredible chance he encountered.
  Besides!
  There is another point that shocked Ye Wuque again.
  Can ordinary mortals live for 300 years without dying?
Totally impossible!
  It can be easily heard from the old man’s tone that he has lived for more than three hundred years.
  Mortals have no cultivation skills, but have immortal bodies, and can live for hundreds of years and still be healthy!
  It’s hard to imagine!
   "You are welcome, come in with me."
   With enthusiasm, the old man took Ye Wuque’s hand and took it to his home.
   Ye Wuque did not resist, and followed behind.
  There are a lot of chickens, ducks and geese in the yard, plus a big green cow, giving it a good life.
"Time to eat!!"
  Niuwa rushed out of the kitchen, holding a large porcelain bowl in her hand, which was full of braised pork, with a fragrant aroma.
   Then, a grinning grandmother walked out of the kitchen, with a kind smile on her face. When she saw Ye Wuque, she suddenly smiled.
  "Lady, you are welcome, Niuwazi said, you are lost, come in and rest, in the countryside, there is nothing good, just some home cooking."
   "Thank you, grandma."
  Ye Wuque politely thanked him immediately.
Simultaneously!
  He also noticed that, just like the old man and the cow baby, the old grandmother had the same brilliance all over her body, the fairy light shining, and she also had a fairy body.
  The four people sat down in the room, three dishes and one soup, simple, all smelling and steaming.
   "Come, youngsters, eat!"
   "You only have strength when you are full!"
  The old man laughed and put a piece of braised pork into Ye Wuque’s bowl.
   "Thank you."
  Ye Wuque thanked with a smile, and was not polite, and took a bite.
  Home-cooked meals, delicious.
  It should be taken for granted that it is so simple to have a family meal together, but for Ye Wuque, it has always been just a luxury.
"Lady, you want to leave here, it's very simple. Walk straight along the road in front of my house. After walking for about half an hour, you can see a big river. After crossing the river, you can return to the official road. ."
   "There are boats on the big river, so it is convenient to take a boat."
  The old man has already started to show Ye Wuque the way.
   "Lao Zhang, I would like to ask, who is the sacred lord you worshipped? Is it a great existence?"
   Ye Wuque promptly showed a hint of curiosity and asked the old man.
  The old Han suddenly smiled and said: "Of course the Lord Shangxian is amazing! In fact, hundreds of years ago, this place was not peaceful, there were beasts and ghosts everywhere, eating people and catching children. I die every day!"
   "Oh, the days at that time were really desperate!"
  "Later, Lord Shangxian suddenly appeared one day and killed all the ghosts and beasts and saved us all, not only our village, but also many, many villages. Lord Shangxian went to save the suffering one by one."
   "The reason why we can live in peace and peace now is to rely on the master of Shangxian back then, how can we not be grateful?"
"But Master Shangxian didn't care, let alone ask for anything. He just said, "He came by the order of his teacher." He said that his master will know that when disaster strikes here, he will know. Come here, if we want to thank, we only need to thank his master, what he did is nothing."
   "Even Master Shangxian took out his master's portrait for us to see, but how can we believe these words?"
   "It must be the humility of Lord Shangxian."
   "So, every one of our households who survived, printed the portrait of Lord Shangxian on the door, worshipping every day, and dare not forget to save lives and recreate great grace!"
   "Of course, Master Shangxian must also be a great adult, and the portrait has also been recorded, and every family has a copy. Every Chinese New Year, together with Master Shangxian, he will offer incense and sacrifice."
   "In normal days, the portraits of Master Shangxian are all placed on the incense table in the back room, and they are all enshrined in incense."
  The old man pointed to the back room with a look of respect.
  Lu Yuhuang’s master?
  Ye Wuque's eyes flickered, and there was a vague guess in his heart!
   Could it be that...
   "Lao Zhang, can I pay homage to the portrait of Master Shang Xian and also put on a stick of incense?"
  Ye Wuque spoke like this.
"of course can!"
  The old man seemed very happy, and immediately stood up and led Ye Wuque to the back room.
  "Lady, this is the portrait of Master Shangxian..."
  In front of an incense table in the back room, Lao Zhang respectfully pointed to a portrait quietly placed there and introduced it to Ye Wuque.
   "I remember very clearly. When Master Shangxian took out his master's portrait, he had a look of admiration and respect. Master Shangxian said that the relationship between him and his master is very good!"
   Ye Wuque immediately followed the old man’s guidance and looked over.
this moment!
   Ye Wuqian's pupils suddenly shrank sharply.
  In the portrait.
  Only one back!
   dressed in white.
  Blurred!
   seems to be heading towards the unknown distance, not real, drifting away, never looking back.
   is just a back figure, but there is a kind of loneliness that penetrates the ages.
  The beauty is outstanding!
  Everlasting only!
  There is a line of writing on each side of the portrait.
  "The years are like a sword to kill the arrogant..."
  "Time is like an arrow shooting heroes..."
  At this moment!
   Ye Wuque's mind is already roaring!
  "Empty..."
  He wants to be bad!
  I was completely wrong!
  He did not expect that the master in Lu Yu's mouth would be...kong? ?