Chapter 1588 Three Hundred and Fifty Years

The snow at the end of the 1034th year of the Shenzhou calendar lasted for a long time, and the sky full of snow dyed Tianhe City silver.

On the last day of the year-end, Tianhe City was extremely lively. At night, the sky was filled with lights, illuminating the night like daytime.

Thousands of houses are brightly lit, and countless pedestrians walk on the road, celebrating the new year.

In the Imperial Palace of the Tianhe Realm, the halls and halls of the imperial palace were all lit up with brilliant divine light, radiating endless space, illuminating the dark night with divine brilliance.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

"Grandpa, why is it so lively this year?" In Tianhe City, a girl took the old man's hand and asked, a little curious. The girl is already more than ten years old and knows a lot of things. There has never been such an atmosphere.

It seems that for the end of this year, the Tianhe Realm pays special attention to it, even the Realm Palace is different, it is extremely serious, and everyone celebrates together.

"Because, it will be another special year soon." The old man said.

"A special year?" The girl was puzzled and asked, "How special?"

"You will know when you grow up." The old man smiled and rubbed the girl's head. His eyes were full of kindness. He looked up at the sky. Many years ago, the Tianhe Realm experienced a big storm, and the chaos in the world seemed to never exist. It has been stopped, but the contribution they made is indelible, ending a dark and turbulent era.

On the snow-capped mountain, Ye Futian sat there practicing. His spiritual sense sensed the scene in the Tianhe Realm, and he couldn't help but wonder, does the Tianhe Realm attach so much importance to the end of the year?

In the years he lived, the original Qingzhou City felt the most "year" atmosphere, and then gradually moved towards a more advanced city and a stronger world, the feeling of "year" became weaker and weaker, and the world Busy chasing power and strength, practicing supreme, the atmosphere of Qingzhou City is a little less fireworks.

Now, in Tianhe City, he has seen such a prosperous scene. Could it be the tradition of Tianhe City?

At this time, a figure came to Ye Futian's side, she looked into the distance, her thoughts seemed to penetrate into the distance, as if she remembered something, there was a faint tear in the corner of her eye.

"Peace." Ye Futian looked at the woman beside him, and whispered, "Miss your parents?"

"Yeah." Ping An nodded with a smile, looked at Ye Futian and said, "Let the uncle see the joke."

"Their wish in life is to hope that you will be safe and happy, and that you will walk away in peace, be safe, and don't be too sad." Ye Futian comforted.

"No, I just thought of the scene when I was with my parents, and it's not purely sad." Ping An said with a smile, "Uncle, let's go for a walk, and celebrate the New Year like everyone else."

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, the two smiled at each other, and then walked in the void, heading down the mountain.

Not long after, they came to Tianhe City. On the streets, there was an endless stream of people coming and going. On this day, no one broke out in conflicts, no one fought for battles, and everyone was extraordinarily humble. Even if there was any friction, they just laughed it off. , have become tolerant and magnanimous.

Many people walked on the street with their children, feeling the warm atmosphere.

"It would be great if the world has always been like this." Ping An said with a smile when he saw the beautiful and peaceful scene.

Ye Futian smiled and shook his head, this is destined to be just a fantasy.

The two walked aimlessly, and they didn't intend to go there. They just watched all this. Perhaps, Ping An wanted to walk the familiar streets and the roads she had traveled all these years.

"Master, is there anyone you miss?" Ping An slightly raised his head and looked at Ye Futian beside him. His white hair and Bai Xue blended together, regardless of each other. With his handsome face and clear eyes, Master must be a person with a story Bar.

He is gentle, elegant, unparalleled in handsomeness, and has outstanding talent. He must be pursued by many women, but why is he so young with gray hair.

Although Ye Futian is already fifty years old, for a person at the peak of the Holy Realm, fifty is definitely an extremely young age. Even if his cultivation has not changed at all, his appearance can still remain unchanged for hundreds of years.

"Of course." Ye Futian smiled and said: "Not only there are, but there are many more."

"Who?" Ping An asked curiously.

"My lover, my teacher, my brothers and friends, many people, I miss them all." Ye Futian said.

"Since uncle misses you, why don't you go to them?" Ping An asked. Her realm was too low, and it was too difficult to grow up, so she couldn't protect her parents. .

"It's difficult to have both in the world, and everyone suffers. I also want to be with them and practice for this." Ye Futian said.

"I understand." Ping An nodded. Didn't she practice before to protect her parents?

Uncle Shi must have many stories of his own.

"Is there a lake in Tianhe City?" Ye Futian asked.

"Yes." Ping An nodded: "Uncle Master wants to see the lake?"

"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded.

"I'll take Master Uncle." Ping An led the way, and not long after, they came to a lake, which was also bustling and bustling, with pleasure boats and painting boats, and some people put wishing lanterns by the lake.

This scene is so familiar.

There was a bright smile on Ye Futian's face. He fell in love with the lake, perhaps because the lake was accompanied by his best memory, the memory of his youth.

At this time, a bright and beautiful light came into view, Ye Futian raised his head, and saw the sky above the lake, and the sky was full of fireworks. At this moment, memories seemed to overlap, and time seemed to flow backwards.

Countless cheers came from the shore of the lake, accompanied by fireworks blooming in the air.

The 1035th year of the Chinese calendar has finally arrived.

"It's so beautiful." Ping An murmured, she looked at Ye Futian's side face, and under the fireworks, her already handsome face was even more stunning.

Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Uncle Shi is such a person.

Uncle, the bright smile on his face, is he thinking of his beloved?

This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.

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In Eastern China, there are three thousand realms on the great road, nine supreme realms, and countless lower realms.

The Heavenly Mandate Realm and the Upper Heaven Realm are both one of the nine supreme realms, a world that stands at the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Dao Realms.

However, there is no dispute that the strongest realm of the Three Thousand Dao Realms must be the Emperor Realm above the center of the Nine Supreme Realms. This is recognized by the Nine Supreme Realms, and there is no suspense.

The Protoss belongs to the power of the Emperor Realm, so even the Tianhe Realm, the lower realm of the Protoss, is very powerful. There have been many powerful human emperors, and even such a tyrannical existence as Tianhe Daozu.

In the center of the emperor's realm, there is a supreme temple, towering into the sky, standing among the clouds, sacred and majestic.

This temple was shrouded in countless divine lights, and all the passers-by were extremely devout and bowed down to worship.

This is the symbolic place of the Emperor Realm, the Emperor Xu Palace.

According to rumors, this was once the bedroom of Emperor Donghuang.

To this day, there is still a statue of the Great Emperor inside. It is said that the Great Emperor has a divine mind left on the statue.

At this time, the sky above Xudi Palace was filled with clouds.

The incomparably sacred light fell from the sky and turned into colorful divine light. Auspicious clouds filled the sky, and the vast sky seemed to be rolling.

At this moment, there seemed to be a ray of divine light coming from outside the sky, falling on the uppermost sky of the temple.

Then, an invisible wave swept across the sky.

"clang……"

A bell rang, resounding through the sky.

The sound of the bell blends into the space between heaven and earth, turning into an invisible rhythm, like infinite lightning, shuttling through the endless void.

In the emperor's realm, there are top forces, palaces, and a towering and sacred hall. Many people are praying to the sky, and tens of thousands of people are kneeling behind them, sacred and pious.

"clang."

The bell came, and the people who prayed to the sky bowed down at the same time, as if they knew the bell would come.

"The oracle is coming, please wait here." On the praying altar, the old man looked extremely solemn, waiting for the oracle to come from the Emperor Xu Palace.

The Protoss, with God as their surname, is one of the forces standing on the summit of the Emperor Realm.

However, at this time, many strong men of the Protoss also gathered in one place, looking into the distance.

"clang."

The bell came and rang in their minds.

Not only them, but also the endless realm, the strongest realm of the Three Thousand Dao Realm, the most extensive realm, at this moment, all the endless creatures have heard the bell.

What's even more frightening is that the bell directly shuttles through the Three Thousand Dao Realm, heading towards the Nine Supreme Realms including the Shangxiao Realm and the Tianyu Realm.

Bells rang in the Divine Palace in the Upper Heaven Realm; bells rang in the Golden Kingdom; bells rang in Taixuan Mountain.

In the Heavenly Mandate Realm, the bells are ringing; in the Fanjing Heaven, the bells are ringing; in the Zixiao Heavenly Palace, the bells are ringing.

No one knows how to describe this bell, this is a miracle, a true hand of God, the bell of the Great Emperor.

When the bell rang, in the Xudi Palace of the Emperor Realm, one after another figures were wearing uniform clothes, flickering towards different directions, as if they were going towards the Nine Supreme Realms.

Far away in the infinitely distant Tianhe Realm, Ye Futian and Ping An have returned to the snow-capped mountains, the sky is clear, cloudless, and the sun is shining down.

In the 1035th year of the Shenzhou calendar, it seems that everything is starting again.

"clang."

At this moment, a bell sounded from above the snow-capped mountain. Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and his spiritual thoughts swept out. Coming, everywhere, resounding throughout Tianhe City.

"Where is the sound coming from?" Ye Futian only had waves in his heart, and he rose into the air, trying to find the source of the bell.

On the snow-capped mountain, an old man walked on the snowy ground and looked up at the sky.

"Master." Ye Futian landed next to the old man, showing a questioning expression.

The old man was still staring at the sky, and said: "The 1035th year of the Shenzhou calendar is another time node. The Emperor Donghuang ruled the Shenzhou for 350 years. If this is used as a calculation, then it can also be called, Donghuang calendar, three hundred and fifty years!"