Chapter 1087: Promise in the Wind and Rain

From this moment on, the sky of Wanggu Continent has a layer of misty meaning.

That is the fireworks of the human world, that is the world of the human race.

That is the sword intention of the Sword-wielding Emperor, which renders it.

For the sentient beings of Wanggu, half a century of time has been won.

Of course, only sentient beings feel it.

Because for the gods, this is just a war between cultivators, and it has nothing to do with them.

The reason why some choose to intervene is just because they don’t want to reduce incense.

For example, the three gods of Yanyue are actually of this kind.

There is no one like the empress except her.

And the gods who choose to absorb the incense of the Wanggu tribe are only a part of the gods of Wanggu.

More gods are sleeping in their own places.

Did not take action.

In the final analysis, this war between cultivators is all a game.

How it goes, the gods don’t care.

And the Sword-wielding Emperor actually doesn’t care how the gods see it. What he thinks and thinks is all in that sword.

At this moment, blood rain fell from the sky, sprinkling the world.

That was the rain of Xia Xian's fall.

In the rain, the figure of the Sword-wielding Emperor stood between heaven and earth, turned his head and took a last look at the world, and then... smiled slightly.

"It is difficult to let go of obsession with life and death.

Letting go of one thought is rebirth."

The smile is eternal.

The death energy on his body submerged his entire body, and his flesh and blood body faded away visibly, covering his whole body, and became a body of mud and stone.

His three souls of heaven, earth and man left his body.

The human soul returned to the memory of the human race, the earth soul returned to the mountains and rivers of the human race, and the sky soul did the same, integrating into the destiny.

There are also seven souls.

The souls transformed by the five human emperors were returned one after another and awakened.

The past and future sent by the empress were also sent back in the smile of the Sword-wielding Emperor.

It also includes the emperor sword in his hand.

He let go of his hand, and the emperor sword drew an arc and fell in front of Xu Qing.

The rain curtain is bigger.

Xu Qing and the Empress stood in the rain, watching this scene, and the sadness in their hearts rose for a long time.

Until the wind blew from afar, passed through thousands of mountains, collided with the blood rain, and became an unforgettable echo, spreading in their hearts.

Finally, it turned into a sigh.

Xu Qing bowed his head and bowed deeply to the statue of the emperor between heaven and earth.

The Empress was silent and bowed to bid farewell.

This scene seemed to have become a picture scroll, imprinted in the hearts of all the cultivators who sensed this place.

…

One month later.

The war in Wanggu Continent, with the collapse of one Xuan-level holy land after another, also came to an end.

The ancient Xiaxian could not descend, nor did he ask the other four earth-level holy lands to fall.

Because this was meaningless.

So the yellow-level holy lands in Wanggu became abandoned lone troops, just like their ancestors abandoned Wanggu.

Under the outbreak of the Ten Thousand Races, these yellow-level holy lands even lost the choice of surrender.

What awaits them is only death.

And the struggle before death is just to delay time, but no matter how much it is delayed, it can't delay for half a century.

As for the human race...

It has completely risen.

Whether it is the current female emperor or the feat of the sword-wielding emperor, the human race has once again shone brilliantly among the ancient races and became a light in the darkness.

So, under such a background, on this day a month later, in the endless rain, in the imperial capital of the human race.

An ancient temple, the door opened.

Two figures walked out from inside.

One is Xu Qing.

The other is Erniu.

Xu Qing's eyes were filled with confusion.

Erniu's face was filled with a thick haze, and deep in his eyes, there was worry.

Behind them, in the temple, a sigh came.

"I have told you all. Next, the Xiaxian Palace in the entire Wanggu Continent will be closed."

"Xiaxian Palace will make all preparations before each Wanggu catastrophe, and will invite strong people and geniuses to sleep with us in the fairyland."

"These strong people and geniuses are the seeds of civilization of various races."

"After the catastrophe is over, we will wake up. If the world has changed, then our mission is to rebuild the civilization of the cultivators. This is the case with the previous catastrophes."

"Others have been sent one after another. Xu Qing, Chen Erniu, how you choose depends on you. Give me the answer as soon as possible."

That was the voice of the master of Xiaxian Palace.

As the words came out, the door of the temple slowly closed, and the entire temple gradually blurred in the rain and disappeared. When it completely disappeared, it was time to sleep.

Time is running out.

Xu Qing and Erniu were silent under the rain.

They were summoned by the Palace Master of Xiaxian Palace half a month ago after the end of the Eastern War and came here to meet.

In the past half month, the Palace Master of Xiaxian Palace gave them opportunities and fortunes.

Xu Qing's immortal body is more stable, and with the help of the Palace Master of Xiaxian Palace, the divine body has been reintegrated into his consciousness and become perfect.

As for Erniu, his opportunities and fortunes focus on the skull and memory of the third life he obtained.

Under the guidance of the Palace Master of Xiaxian Palace in an unknown way, Erniu seems to have remembered more memories.

But these are not the focus of their confusion and haze.

The reason why they looked like this after leaving the Xiaxian Palace was because of the Palace Master of Xiaxian Palace's eloquent instructions in the last few days.

"Xu Qing, when you take the path of immortality and shape your immortal body, the reason why I help you is because... your master has been here."

"Your master paid the price, let me help you once."

"Even if I call you here this time to stabilize your immortal body and restore your divine body, all this is because of your master, your master...has paid a lot."

"Chen Erniu, the same goes for you."

"Your origin is mysterious. Your master also came to Xia Immortal Palace back then to investigate the history after paying a sufficient price. However, in the records of Xia Immortal Palace, there are only those after your third life."

"As for your second life and your first life, Xia Xiangong has no records. Perhaps only you know about it."

"As for the third life, we don't know much about it. It seems that there was a force that erased it. And this part of the content, Xia Xiangong will not be open to anyone."

"But your master sacrificed part of his own origin for this, and he did not hesitate to refine his authority. Finally, he obtained this opportunity for you from the immortal source."

"Let you integrate the history of Xia Xiangong and let you recall more...who you are."

"You have a good master."

…

In the rain curtain, Xu Qing raised his head and looked in the direction of Nanhuang Continent.

"Eldest brother, master... is making arrangements for the funeral."

Xu Qing murmured.

Erniu was silent, then slowly spoke after a while.

"Go back and ask the old man what's going on."

With that said, Erniu swayed and went straight to the teleportation array of the human royal capital.

Xu Qing nodded and walked away with Er Niu.

At this moment, other things were put aside by them. The most important thing now was to return to Nanhuang Continent and meet their master.

Ask everything.

Soon after, the formations in the human royal capital roared, and Xu Qing and Er Niu disappeared.

A few days later, on the Forbidden Sea between Nanhuang Continent and Yinghuang Continent, a pagoda shattered the void and crossed the Forbidden Sea at an alarming speed.

At dusk, they appeared above the Seven Blood Pupils, and then the pagoda disappeared. On the top of the seventh peak of the Seven Blood Pupils, outside the Seventh Master's retreat cave, the figures of Xu Qing and Er Niu suddenly appeared.

Everyone kneels down and worships.

for a long time.

A sigh echoed from the cave.

"If you two don't follow Xia Xiangong and go to the Land of Immortal Source to sleep, what are you doing here?"

"Master."

Xu Qing raised his head and looked at the cave, feeling worried about gains and losses in his heart.

Er Niu's expression had been gloomy these days. Now he raised his head and spoke loudly.

"Old man, what's going on with you!"

The door of the cave opened with a bang, and Master Qi's figure walked out and glared at Er Niu.

"Your skin is itchy, isn't it?"

Seeing Master Qi acting as usual, Erniu was obviously relieved, and he quickly put on a flattering look and smiled.

Master Qi snorted, his eyes fell on Xu Qing, and he nodded slightly.

"The shape is pretty good."

Then he raised his head and looked at the sky. Just when Xu Qing and Er Niu were about to ask, his voice echoed.

"I know what you two are going to ask."

"It's nothing more than asking for an explanation of my master's future affairs."

Xu Qing and Er Niu were shocked, and their hearts were shaking.

"Although I paid the price for everything Xia Xiangong has done for you, I am your master, and this is what I should do."

"Not only you, but also many people from Qixuetong, as well as that incompetent third child, have all been sent to sleep by me."

"As for the second child, she has her own choice, and I don't want to interfere."

"And I did it just in case."

"The ancient immortal in that heaven-level holy land is a teacher, and there is a cause and effect with him."

"However, I am not without confidence as a teacher. The sword I held also bought me time, so now you two get out of here and don't waste my training time."

Master Qi glared at Er Niu and nodded at Xu Qing.

Then, without waiting for the two of them to say anything, he swept them away with a flick of his sleeve, and then returned to the retreat place with his hands behind his back.

With a bang, the door to retreat fell.

In the cave, Master Qi stood there, silent for a long time, and sighed softly.

"The weather is going to change. Can my umbrella... cover it..."

Master Qi slowly sat down and closed his eyes.

Regardless of whether he can or not, he will fight for it so that his umbrella can continue to protect his disciples from the wind and rain.

…

Outside the Seven Blood Pupils, strong winds roared in the sky.

The figures of Xu Qing and Er Niu were involved here. They didn't speak to each other, and the suppressed emotions filled their hearts.

Although Master Qi said it easily before, Xu Qing and Er Niu are no longer children and they have their own judgment.

"Old man... he's getting old. He still has to work so hard..."

Erniu muttered something and looked at Xu Qing.

"Little Ah Qing, go to Xia Xiangong and have a rest. You don't have to worry about this matter. I'll take care of it at the old man's place."

"Isn't he just an ancient immortal? He's just a bird."

"I have found clues to the second life from the memory of the third life, and the source of that clue is related to the Huangtian Divine Clan."

"So, I am going to go to the place where the Huangtian Divine Clan is sealed."

"There, I will find my second life. When the time comes... As a senior brother, I will be the one who supports our lineage!"

Er Niu proudly patted Xu Qing on the shoulder.

"It's too dangerous for you there. After all, you're really dead when you die, unlike me."

"So this time, I won't be with you."

"Xiao Aqing, you must be obedient and go to Xiaxian Palace. Believe me, in thirty years, the eldest brother will wake you up with the master."

Erniu looked into Xu Qing's eyes and spoke seriously.

"If you don't go, I will be worried."

Xu Qing was silent for a while, and nodded after a while.

"I'll take you first, anyway, it's on the way." Erniu thought about it, without giving Xu Qing any time, and pulled him straight to the teleportation array, and with the help of the array, he returned to the human race's imperial capital.

The entrance to the Huangtian God Clan he was going to was just below the human race's imperial capital.

All the way, Xu Qing remained silent until he was forcibly sent to the temple outside the Xiaxian Palace by Erniu. After he expressed his intention to pay his respects and the gate was opened, and he saw the master of Xiaxian Palace, Erniu spoke loudly.

"Senior, I won't go, my little junior brother will go."

As he said, he pushed Xu Qing in.

Across the gate of the temple, Xu Qing looked at Erniu.

Erniu laughed.

"Okay, Junior Brother, see you in thirty years."

As he spoke, Erniu's body blurred and disappeared.

The gate of the temple also closed silently, and the temple blurred.

A few days later, when the temple completely disappeared, Erniu came out of hiding, and his heart finally settled down.

"Finally, I listened to you once, so I feel relieved."

While muttering, Erniu took a deep breath, with madness in his eyes, turned around and ran straight to the entrance of the sealed Huangtian God Clan.

He had his own way to go through there and go to the Huangtian God Clan.

Just as Erniu set out on the road, the disappeared temple reappeared in the rain.

It was extremely blurred, as if it would disappear at any time.

The gate opened.

Xu Qing's figure walked out.

Behind him, the voice of Xia Xian Palace Master echoed.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to Xianyuan to sleep?"

"I won't go."

Xu Qing spoke softly.

Palace Master Xia Xian stared at Xu Qing and stopped trying to persuade him. The gate closed and the temple completely disappeared.

Only Xu Qing stood in the rain.

He knew that everyone was preparing for the half-century that the Sword-wielding Emperor was fighting for.

The Master was practicing in seclusion.

The Senior Brother went to Huangtian to fight for his life.

The Empress went to the Ghost Cave in Yinghuangzhou after returning a month ago.

Not only the human race, but other races were also like this.

All those with abilities were making their own preparations.

"Half-century..."

Xu Qing raised his head and looked towards the direction of the outer sea.

There was a hint of determination and decisiveness in his eyes.