Chapter 1069 I wish you a long life, a thousand miles together

  From this moment on, the news that His Excellency Bei Tinghuang will participate in this alchemy conference spread like wildfire, and spread throughout the entire continent through various communication crystals. More and more people rushed to Danska City. It is said that within two days before the opening of the Alchemy Conference, hundreds of griffins died of exhaustion in the entire continent, just to come to Danska City , witnessed His Excellency Bei Tinghuang's alchemy with his own eyes.

Of course, Bei Tinghuang didn't know about this. At this time, she was already sitting in the best suite of the Shangzhi Hotel, listening to Leng Qianmo introduce to her, the young man she had fought against today, "The Valley of Pills is thirty-three days old." A faction that mainly focuses on alchemy. The Great Supreme of Pill Valley gave birth to a total of 132 children, and Zhu Lin is the youngest one, and he is now more than 3,000 years old!"

   "Poof! Cough cough cough!"

  Bei Tinghuang was drinking tea, she squirted out a sip of tea and shot it out, scaring the waiter who had just entered the door to deliver food and drinks and backed away. "More than three thousand years old? How can I be in my twenties?"

  Mu Qingling is used to taking care of Bei Tinghuang, passing handkerchiefs to the side, and patting Bei Tinghuang's back, she couldn't help being funny, Xiao Jiu was also frightened sometimes, it's really rare.

"What do you think? Thirty-three days is a plane far higher than that of the Central Continent. Who among the great kings there has lived for millions of years? The age of a human being is basically the time when he was promoted to the rank of God." Age. Zhu Lin advanced to the rank of God in his twenties, so it’s no wonder that he was hailed as a genius by the Great Supreme in the Valley of Pills!" Leng Qianmo poured a cup of tea for Beitinghuang with a smile, and handed it to her, "Teacher I just came from Yancheng, these are what the people of Yancheng said."

Bei Tinghuang realized that before she had time to speak, she heard Leng Qianmo say, "Whether it is the Mandala Land or the Thirty-Three Three Days, the flow of time is much faster than here. The higher the plane, the faster the time flow." The flow is faster. If the teacher will never be able to advance to the **** rank, it will be fine. Since he has become a **** rank, the teacher will go to the thirty-three days."

   "Thirty-three days? Why?" Bei Tinghuang was puzzled, "Is the teacher going there to find someone?"

   "Yes!" Leng Qianmo's expression became extraordinarily lonely, holding the teacup in his hand, he stared out the window for a long time, as if he was lost in thought.

  For some reason, Bei Tinghuang felt a dull pain in her heart when she saw such a cold and indifferent appearance, not the romantic appearance in clogs and snow clothes that outsiders always saw. She thought for a while, stood up, walked to the table, spread a piece of paper on the table, picked up the quill pen, thought for a while, and began to write on the paper.

After finishing writing, she blew, folded the paper, walked over, handed it to Leng Qianmo, and said to Leng Qianmo very seriously, "Teacher, although I am not familiar with you in thirty-three days, there is a descendant who swore to me For my brother. She is the princess of Moyu in Kyushu in Thirty-Three Days. If you go to Thirty-Three Days, it’s fine if you have nothing to do. If you have something to do, you must take this and go to Emperor Mo.”

Seeing that Leng Qianmo didn't answer, but was hesitating, she couldn't help being very anxious, "Teacher, I have lost my parents, and I can't bear the pain of losing any of my relatives. I know you must have a reason to go." , but you must also be safe, or else..."

"Okay!" Leng Qianmo took the paper and unfolded it. The characters like golden hooks and iron paintings, with dragons and phoenixes fluttering, were displayed on the paper. It was a format he had never seen before, but the artistic conception in it moved him almost instantly. Touching his heart, Leng Qianmo couldn't help but recite silently: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it. I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights will be too cold. Dance Find out how the shadows seem to be in the world. Turn to the vermilion pavilion, low-lying households, and sleepless nights. There should be no hatred, what is the long-term and farewell time? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult in ancient times. But May you live forever, and share the joys and joys of thousands of miles!"

  (end of this chapter)