Chapter 5049? Gathering

Star Chess.

Taking the stars as chess and obsession as the chessboard, deduce the life of all things.

At this moment, Wei Liujia has already deduced the most unlikely result.

All he has to do now is to see the truth!

"Liujia, are you stunned? Big brother may not come back in another 100,000 years. Didn't the little emperor clearly say that big brother will not come back?"

Fengshan scratched his head and muttered, as if he didn't want to believe it. After all, after 20,000 years, they were all forced to accept the reality.

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Wei Liujia, who rarely loses his temper, broke out for the first time, "Don't listen to his fart! You just say you believe me or believe him?!"

"Ken, I must believe you." Fengshan scratched his head again, "but, are you really sure?"

"Let's just have a look." Wei Liujia said in a condensed voice, "I have a hunch that Brother Jian will definitely be in the Little Gutian!"

Fengshan was shocked, and his figure swept away in an instant, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and hurry up!!"

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Since Jian Wushuang quietly left, it has been more than 20,000 years, and Xiao Gutian has been in dust for nearly 20,000 years.

As the heavenly official of the former second emperor's son, Gongzi Jiu, Zhao Ting also quietly left after Jian Wushuang disappeared for thousands of years, without his whereabouts.

And Chunqiu, Chen Qing, Cui Jing, Wei Liujia, Fengshan, the five did not leave, even though their intuition told them that Jian Wushuang would not come back, but they were still waiting.

Wei Liujia founded the Guanxing Pavilion and performed deductions all day long, with Fengshan following him closely.

Chunqiu, Chen Qing, Cui Jing and others have built the Auction House into a behemoth.

Everything is changing, but Xiao Gutian's grass and trees are dusted, just waiting for that figure to return.

Standing outside the unchanging little lonely sky, Wei Liujia stopped,

Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand to unlock the secret seal.

Familiar scenes come into view, triggering infinite reverie.

Every grass and every tree rises and falls as it did ten thousand years ago.

The next moment, the two of them went straight to the very center of Xiao Gutian.

There, Jian Wushuang's Heavenly Palace.

The Heavenly Temple is magnificent, the fairy rhyme flows, the order flows, and everything has not changed.

As the soles of their feet landed, Wei Liujia and Fengshan stood in the Tiandian Square again after more than ten thousand years.

Looking at the Heavenly Temple shrouded in clouds and smoke, Wei Liujia had an inexplicable intuition.

He raised his right hand, looked at the star in the palm of his hand, and then strode into the temple.

The dust-covered gate of heaven opened again, and everything remained the same.

Wei Liujia stood dazedly outside the gate of the palace, but he flinched a little.

Fengshan swallowed his throat and froze in place, not knowing whether to move forward or back.

"Six, Liujia, you said the boss is back?"

"It looks like I was wrong." He spoke slowly, his eyes sad.

The Heavenly Hall was solemn and orderly, but no Yanxian set foot.

"Fengshan, let's go." Wei Liujia turned around and was about to leave.

Fengshan didn't say much, and they were ready to accept a result that would have no results.

The next moment, the order fluctuated, and a familiar voice sounded quietly.

"Liujia, Fengshan, you are here."

Both of them trembled, stopped and looked at each other.

Then they looked back.

A young man wearing a plain white shirt, although his face is a little sluggish, his eyes are extremely attractive.

He slowly walked out from the depths of the hall with a smile on his face.

"Boss..."

"Brother Sword..."

When they meet again, the last restraint disappears.

Fengshan was the first to bear the brunt, rushing towards Jian Wushuang like a bull.

Wei Liujia didn't give in at all, and followed him with a flash.

Jian Wushuang only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was almost squeezed out of breath by his embrace.

"Stop, stop, I'm out of breath..."

This hug lasted for a long time, until Wei Liujia saw that something was wrong and pushed Fengshan away, so that Jian Wushuang would not be stunned.

"Brother Jian, are you injured?!" Wei Liujia stared at Jian Wushuang, and he was keenly aware of the changes.

Coughing softly, Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly, "This is a long story, and it's not easy to talk about it now. I'll tell you later."

Wei Liujia nodded, and he vaguely knew that Jian Wushuang left because he went to a dangerous place to find Diqing, and the injury he suffered now is probably inseparable from the dangerous place.

But all this is not important, the important Jian Wushuang Quanxu Quanwei is back, which is more exciting than any news.

Fengshan was extremely excited, "Boss, wait here, I'll call Chen Qing and the others over."

Jian Wushuang waved his hand and said, "No, it's not a big deal for me to come back, it won't be a big fanfare, you all have your own things to do."

Wei Liujia wanted to say something, but at this moment, another figure came out from the depths of the Heavenly Temple.

The six eyes are facing each other, and the air is dignified.

The little emperor, who was wearing a plain uniform and holding a jade bowl, froze in place, the corners of his eyes trembling slightly.

He never thought that it would be such a scene, besides Jian Wushuang, there are actually two Yanxian? ?

For a while, he didn't know what to do, holding the jade bowl and froze in place.

Wei Liujia and Fengshan came back to their senses and looked at Jian Wushuang meaningfully.

Then, Wei Liujia teased, "Maybe, we didn't come at the right time."

Jian Wushuang didn't know why, so he shook his head and said, "No, you are here at the right time."

At this moment, outside the Heavenly Palace, there were bursts of violent swooping sounds.

Then, three powerful figures with immortal rhythm flowing all over their bodies appeared.

They are Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and Cui Jing.

For nearly 20,000 years, the mortal world has already gone through the sea, but for immortals, it is just a light dream.

Face to face, they will all smile.

"Long time no see." Jian Wushuang waved and smiled.

"Just come back, Brother Jian." Chen Qing strode forward and bowed his hands solemnly.

Chunqiu and Cui Jing also stepped forward quickly and bowed their hands solemnly.

"Don't be cautious, how did you know that I came back?" Jian Wushuang asked with a smile.

"There is a consonance in the heart." Chunqiu smiled and pointed to his heart.

Cui Jing also smiled and said, "Brother Jian, just come back. Now we don't have to worry about where you are."

After nearly 20,000 years, they met again, and all Yanxian laughed.

Only the little emperor, who was holding the jade bowl, looked gloomy.

After a while, he placed the jade bowl in his hand on the desk slip on one side, and turned around and entered the depths of the Heavenly Temple.

Seeing the familiar face, Jian Wushuang was in a good mood, "You have made progress in your respective realms. After a while, you should be able to set foot in the realm of Dayan Immortal, right?"

Hearing this, they all turned their attention to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing is the one who has been immersed in the realm of Yanxian for the longest time, and among them, apart from Jian Wushuang, Yanxian was the first to master the immortal style.