The tone is ethereal and desolate, as if it has been baptized through endless years, full of ancient meaning.

Its sound is not necessarily high, but it cannot be ignored.

An Qisheng stared at the source of the calamity, and his eyes moved slightly.

In a trance, it seems that countless pictures are perceived from this sound.

On the side of the vast ocean, in a small fishing village, there is a baby born in the arms of the sun and the moon.

Young people learn art, do not worship sects, do not ask for teachers, follow the world, walk the world, feel all the laws

The pseudonym 'Wangquan Daoren' traveled the world, walked across the Kyushu, walked across the four seas, searched for the traces of the predecessors, and left traces everywhere

If you have achieved success in the Tao, you have already swept the same level, as if you are invincible since you came out.

A quiet voice seemed to contain endless pictures.

As soon as An Qisheng's eyes moved, he seemed to perceive his life, from his birth to sweeping invincibility, from planning and guiding the world's changes, and becoming the Taoist, until he sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain in his later years, staring at the ancient times and the future.

Such as various, and so on.

It seems that everything is in one word.

Huhu~

Between the purple lightning and thunder dragons, a green shirt appeared in the sea of ​​thunder, the breath was condensed like the sea, and the eyes were clear but more splendid than the sea of ​​​​stars.

His aura is strong and undisguised, and under his elegant figure, it seems to contain the dangers of the sea of ​​​​stars.

Guanglong? !

The man in green shirt stood with his hands behind his back, but he had a vast and mighty supreme aura permeating the world, spreading through the sea of ​​thunder, sweeping across the boundless.

"Guanglong"

Somewhere in Xinghai, the eyes of Eternal Life Sect Master vibrated, but his heart was cold, but with a trace of fear that he could not detect.

"Guanglong Supreme, is it really still alive?" Some masters of the older generation trembled physically and mentally, unable to control themselves.

"Guanglong Supreme!"

Those who can see the Thunder Sea of ​​Tribulation are all masters, but even the masters who are as strong as Dimito before the threshold of the king's title are all discolored.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree!

There are too many legends about this Guanglong Supreme.

He returned to the nine realms, became convinced, and the two external scenes benefited countless monks. Some people said that he was invincible and had no opponents before he became enlightened.

Some people say that he single-handedly pacified the turbulent years after the Middle Ages for millions of years, and some people rank him as the "Great Heavenly Venerate" with the nine most outstanding people in the human race.

This is the highest honorable title!

As the most recent Supreme, he has too many legends.

"It's been a long time indeed."

An Qisheng also sighed.

For him, the long-floating world was a thousand years ago.

For Pang Wanyang, it was tens of thousands of years ago. This time can be regarded as a long time.

Kacha~

In the sea of ​​thunder, lightning flashed again, with the light of ultimate killing, as if to kill the enemy, but also to urge.

As if An Qisheng didn't realize it, Tai Chi added all methods to his body, and let the sound of thunder roll, but there was not a single ray of electric light that could reach his body.

Guanglong, or Pang Wanyang, frowned slightly and reprimanded:

"Crack!"

huh~

It seems that the law follows the words, and the heaven and the earth follow.

Before a word was said, the thundering sea of ​​thunder that was rolling in and out for thousands and tens of thousands of miles had lost its voice and lost its movement.

No more sound.

"Initially, I thought you would come with me, but later I thought you were like that Daewoo, like the other soldiers, the supreme incarnation of the gods who sought longevity in the upper realm, until you became enlightened, and then captured traces of you in the future."

Pang Wanyang looked at An Qisheng and said lightly, "It's fine if you don't know. Now that you know, it's always a pity not to meet you."

In the sea of ​​thunder, Pang Wanyang calmly told his experience in the face of an old friend whom he had not seen for a long time.

This is a mark he left tens of thousands of years ago.

What he did was to use the power of the catastrophe to meet An Qisheng tens of thousands of years later.

"In the life-and-death battle, I came from breaking the Heavenly Gate with your help, and I was inspired by your Tai Chi. I don't want to say thank you, but I can't justify it."

Pang Wanyang said sternly, and did not care about the urging of the calamity to riot.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he expected that An Qisheng would come, and he also understood that his transcendence, the calamity would definitely lead to traces of his Tao, so he left this mark.

Directly seized the phantom of the robbery, spanning tens of thousands of years, and finally saw An Qisheng.

"Everyone has their own income. It is meaningless to say who has more and who has less."

An Qisheng didn't care, if he got what he got, he got a lot from Pang Wanyang in Wanyang Realm.

Not to mention the Qiankun circle, Pang Wanyang's inheritance, looking at the 30 million years of ancient and modern times, is also the absolute peak, and he is a master of the past and the future.

Without being polite, An Qisheng directly asked what he doubted in his heart:

"Does the main fruit of the soldiers come from this world?"

Knowing that Wanyangjie is the 'immortal realm' after the 'Tianmen' of Jiufujie, he naturally has a lot to look for, but unfortunately, after a long time, there are people who deliberately cover it up, and he doesn't know much.

"It's a bit boring, but it's the truth."

Pang Wanyang flicked his sleeves, his own thunderous thunder roared, and turned into two Taoist platforms in front of the two of them. He sat cross-legged, which was rather ethereal and contained reason:

"Who knows, I am the first 'Broken Heaven's Gate' person in the real sense of Jiufujie?"

Pang Wanyang seemed to sigh.

For 30,000 years in the Jiufujie, the Eight Great Soldiers, the Ten Heavenly Beings, have been passed down from generation to generation by the Soldiers, and until the era he was in 30,000 years later, there were many rumors of ascension.

He thought that he was the last person, but where did he think that he was the first person in the real sense of Jiufujie.

"The Supremes preach the lower realms, shouldn't there be no reason?"

An Qisheng also sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform and talked with Pang Wanyang.

This scene is peaceful and weird, and everyone who sees it is weird.

Over the past tens of millions of years, has there ever been such a calamity?

The Supreme Being before the Dao in the Thunder Sea of ​​Heavenly Tribulation?

It's a bit unbelievable, but it really happened.

"There has been speculation that it may be related to 'Heaven'. He seems to have subtle changes and is craving something, but I don't know much about it."

Pang Wanyang shook his head slightly: "I only know that you are also pursuing the path of longevity."

Since he ascended into this world and searched for An Qisheng, he has gained a lot and also has a lot of guesses, but the will of God has been difficult to ask since ancient times, and it is difficult for him to verify his thoughts and speculations.

"Longevity? Supreme, Ben also has the foundation of longevity."

An Qisheng nodded thoughtfully: "Have they succeeded?"

Returning to a prince, Tongtian is the king, Tongtian is the limit of practice in this world, and if you want to become the supreme one, you must conquer the heart of the sky with your heart.

Carve your own way into the universe.

This step is no longer a practice in the ordinary sense, but the tempering of the supreme will. When this step is reached, the will has an inextinguishable prototype.

All the conditions for longevity are fulfilled.

In a sense, it may be difficult to live to the '1290 billion' years that the three-hearted blue soul boy said in the Great Forest Realm, the Shaman God Realm.

But it is impossible to have only a short life span of tens of thousands of years.

Obviously, as early as tens of thousands of years ago, the Supreme had noticed something wrong and took action.

The 'Heaven Gate' of Jiufujie may have been opened by 'heaven', but the one who preached the Dharma was the ancient, or even ancient, supreme being of the Wanyang Realm.

For example, the existence of 'Supreme Daewoo', 'Supreme Sun Breaking', 'Supreme Zhantian', etc., they may not have carried the power of the body.

But their will and their talents are destined to climb to the top of the world even if they have nothing.

"Maybe, maybe not. I look into the future, overlook the past, and have seen traces of the emperor, but they will never come back.

As for the people who are alive now, they are just a group of monsters that look like ghosts. The predecessors killed a batch, I killed a batch, and maybe there are still fish that slip through the net.”

Pang Wanyang casually swept across the starry sky, even with a wisp of breath, he seemed to be able to overlook the sea of ​​​​stars.

"Although you have lost your heart, but in the end there was glory, you may try it out."

"The enemy is not here, but in the future."

An Qisheng looked calm and stared at Pang Wanyang: "I heard that those who crush the sky can spy on the future and penetrate the past. Have you ever seen what kind of enemy the future has?"

The human heart overwhelms the heart of the sky, which is a step further than that of reaching the sky. It is like holding the authority of the sky. There must be many things that can be seen by relying on this.

"At the end of the road, I once stared at the future, and I will look at the past. There are many people who can be called rivals in the past 30 million years. If you say the enemy."

Pang Wanyang pondered slightly, as if he had something to gain: "Besides you, don't think about it."

This is not bragging, nor is it arrogant. Pang Wanyang said it very seriously, and An Qisheng listened very seriously.

"The past cannot be changed, and the future is uncertain. What you see may not be the same as what I see."

In the end, An Qisheng sighed:

"After all, you have to go and see for yourself"

Pang Wanyang is only me and ruthless, and may seem inhuman to anyone, but such a person does not bother to lie at all.

But he knew that he did not see a corner of the future that he saw.

"What if you and I see the same?"

Pang Wanyang's expression changed slightly, but he didn't say anything clearly, "You have to be careful of 'entropy', under the invasion of chaos, even the Supreme will be enchanted."

"Enchanted?"

An Qisheng didn't care at all, but there was a flash of inspiration in his heart. Suddenly, he remembered the comments of Lao Dan when the dream returned to the Spring and Autumn Period~lightnovelpub.net~Cut all the desires and the magic cube into a magical baby'?

"I still want to fight with you, but you are still in trouble, so I won't cause trouble for you."

Pang Wanyang stood up, his blue shirt and long hair danced together, staring at An Qisheng, but his figure was slowly transparent until it disappeared:

"Although the world is vast, there may not be a day when we meet again. On that day, you and I may try a hand or two to fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years."

The lingering sound lingered in the sea of ​​thunder for a long time.

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, staring for a long time, until a thunder blasted his ears, and then looked back at the middle of the calamity.

Where, there are water waves flowing, the sound of murmuring is incessant, and the faint white light flickers, but it is brighter than the thunder.

Under An Qisheng's gaze, the white light receded, revealing a broken and mottled ancient scroll that contained endless truths.

"One Picture"