"You should have seen the changes outside. She must have the strength to scold you now." Naihetian said casually.

Upon hearing this, the national teacher was a little surprised: "Why?"

"Because this means that her husband won, it is a great joy. With her husband's strength, as long as she wins, she will definitely come back.

"I just don't know how long it will take." Naihetian said.

"Really? I'll go over and scold her for a few words." As he said that, the national master disappeared from the spot, but soon appeared again and handed a coffin to the other party: "You give it to the Human Emperor. When the Daozu comes back, I will not dare to open it."

After saying that, he disappeared again.

On this day, the rabbit fell to the ground, and its strength made everyone surrender.

Daluo is not his opponent either.

Non-saints have similar saints.

No one can suppress him at will.

As it once said, they would never know that the future demons of heaven and earth and the powerful chaotic powers of the future.

It is an existence that they will never imagine in their entire lives.

The rabbit's reputation is tremendous and tremendous.

In an era when saints never appeared, no one can compare to the realm of a single comparison.

The combat power is hard to say.

After that, Xiaoli and the others started waiting for Jiang Hao to come back.

Because the rabbit said that when it becomes a demon of heaven and earth and a powerful chaotic power, the senior brother should set off and come back.

I just don't know when I will get home.

Cheng Chou was also waiting and began to sort out the relevant information about the Lingyao Garden and hand it over to Jiang Hao.

However, this wait lasts a thousand years.

The four thousand years after the ancestor Dao left, there was still no sign of returning.

Even though he has won, he has never returned.

North.

Shanhai Sword Sect.

In the main hall.

The sword god sat on the high seat with a tired face.

Wan Xiu stood below, looked at Jian Shin and said, "You are not in good condition, you will die suddenly, right?"

"I will not affect you if I die." The Sword God spoke calmly.

Wan Xiu smiled slightly: "This is the scene, do you want to write a poem?"

Sword God: "."

"Actually, there are many verses about swords. You can write a poem." Wan Xiu said seriously.

The Sword God ignored the other party and said, "You said I'm dead, can you become Da Luo?"

"It's not very good. I've dispersed that state long ago. I'm just living now." Wan Xiu said seriously: "So I really don't have one song? I think you can."

The Sword God looked at the person below calmly, shook his head slightly and said, "I came to you to ask you if you have any feelings?"

"Have he not returned yet?"

Wan Xiu shook his head slightly: "Not yet, and I can't determine where the road is."

"But you can detect it." The Sword God said calmly: "Do you still remember that book?"

Wan Xiu took out the Book of the World and said, "You mean I can use this book to find the answer?"

"Try it." The Sword God paused and said, "I lent you the power of Daluo. You should be able to detect one or two, and maybe the range of observation you can exceed the saint."

Wan Xiu thought for a while and sat cross-legged.

The Book of the World began to flip in front of him.

Daluo's power came over.

Wan Xiu sank into it.

On the other side of the north.

Kuwu often walks in a peak, and he has been walking for thousands of years.

It's about to reach the top.

At this time he took out a box.

Open gently.

Lying above is the statue of the Taoist ancestor full of cracks.

This was carved by himself.

He had doubts back then and finally carved the statue.

At that moment, the statue was covered with the rays of the Great Road.

All doubts will be completely resolved.

This statue has made great contributions to his life to this day.

Later he heard that other statues of Taoist ancestors were broken and disintegrated.

And the one in his hand has existed until later, and it was full of cracks, but it has never been broken.

He tried to repair it, but there was nothing he could do.

Until more than a thousand years ago, the statue began to appear faintly.

Not only that, he found that as he moved, the light would alternate between light and dark.

Then he began to search around, looking for the direction of light.

He flew by and ran quickly.

But I found that the light would dissipate directly, but luckily it would recover after a long time.

Later he realized that because of unstable strength, he had to walk to see feedback as soon as possible.

After that, he kept walking in the direction of light.

Walk all the way to this towering mountain.

He didn't dare to stop along the way, worried that the light would be lost again.

For more than a thousand years, he felt that the light of the statue became more and more dazzling at this time.

Over the years, he also understood that the Taoist ancestor could not come back.

He couldn't find his way back.

But the statue has light, which must be related to the way it came.

After some time, Kuwu Chang walked up the clouds and stood among the peaks.

There are endless stars and places where the sun and the moon alternate.

The statue is also shining here.

Kuwu often dared not hesitate and placed the statue on it.

The light was extremely dazzling, as if illuminating the road ahead.

Time just passed by little by little.

Kuwu often stays in place like this.

One year, ten years, a hundred years.

Three hundred years.

The four thousand three hundred years after the ancestor Dao left.

Not only did the light not dissipate, it also began to brighten.

Si Cheng secretly watched everything and silently protected him to prevent accidents.

The Immortal Emperors are nearby.

They naturally noticed the changes here.

same year.

In the north, Shanhai Sword Sect Hall.

Wan Xiu suddenly closed the book and opened his eyes.

A look of surprise: "I felt it."
To be continued...