Chapter 1512 A Letter that Can Never Be Sent

"Dushi."

"Ji Yan."

"Want some tea?"

"Yes."

Chen Xun nodded and walked away from the tombstone.

They went to a wooden house. The things here were old, but it was not difficult to see that someone had lived here before.

The two sat opposite each other. There was no sense of unfamiliarity in their expressions. They talked about the past years directly. From time to time, there were laughter between them.

It was just that the laughter was very small and slight.

"Ji Yan, don't touch the Chaos Immortal List. Just use it for self-defense." Chen Xun frowned when he said this. "I want to see this list."

"Okay." Ji Yan did not hesitate and put the Chaos Immortal List on the wooden table.

Chen Xun's breathing stagnated. He put down his hand that he had raised inadvertently. Memories appeared in his eyes: "Haha, the ancient characters inside are the same as those in the past. They are the handwriting of Master Haoyin."

Ji Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't say or ask more.

Just now Chen Xun had told him that he had been to the Ancient Chaos Road, and now he also understood where Chen Xun's terrifying strength came from...

But Ji Yan didn't say much about his guess about Futian, after all, there was no possibility of confirmation.

After an incense stick.

Chen Xun's eyes gradually moved away, and his voice was filled with a deep sense of time: "Ji Yan, put it away, I hope it is intact, don't touch this thing."

After saying that, he smiled and felt that this was a kind of fate.

However, this thing was won by Ji Yan at the cost of his life, and it was also a thing of proof, so he would not take it.

Ji Yan pondered for a long time and nodded gently.

The appearance of Du Shi today, his power can ensure that the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance is worry-free.

"Ji Yan, I know what you are thinking, but now is not the time." Chen Xun raised his cup and spoke calmly, "You have a shallow foundation and cannot fight against the elders of the Three Thousand Worlds."

"Hehe." Ji Yan raised his cup with a gentle expression, "I know you and me."

"Nonsense."

Chen Xun lifted the tea in the cup and drank it all, surprised, "This tea... is not bad, but is it the first time we drink tea outside?"

"Yeah." Ji Yan's eyes drooped, "But I don't need to fight them, I can just add fuel to the fire behind them. Only when there is chaos, I have a chance."

"Don't think about it, you will die."

Chen Xun's eyes gradually looked out the window, "You are in the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance, deep in the boundless vortex of all races, everything is calculated to death, and it is doomed to die. Originally, this position should be mine."

"If not, with your means and talents, your achievements should be dozens of times higher than now." Chen Xun's eyes also drooped gradually, and he did not hesitate to praise Ji Yan.

No one should understand the powerlessness of being controlled by everything better than him.

If the old man hadn't been there to support him, he would have thought he would be captured, not to mention becoming an immortal.

At this time, the atmosphere in the wooden house became much quieter, and the two did not look at each other.

"Since it is the path I chose, it has nothing to do with you, and you and I don't need to talk about it." Ji Yan raised the corner of his lips, raised his glass slightly and said: "Du Shi, have tea."

"Haha, drink." Chen Xun laughed heartily and glanced at Ji Yan inadvertently.

Looking back on the past, it was not easy to come this far. The battle of Tianhe was even more murderous. If they took a wrong step, they might not be where they are now.

It is rare to be able to meet here now, and he cherishes this friendship very much.

"Are you still planning to come back?" Ji Yan suddenly asked, "Tian Li and Qian Shan, you take them away, I can't save them."

"Not coming back."

Chen Xun shook his head, his eyes showing disappointment, "You should know my heart, if you want to take Tian Li and Qian Shan to Hongmeng River, you need to make some plans."

Ji Yan sighed softly, his eyes showing loneliness, "I have sealed them in the forbidden land, the Three-Eyed Ancient Immortal Clan helped."

Chen Xun's eyes were not surprised at all, and he tacitly agreed to this matter.

"Ji Yan."

"Hmm?"

"Put your means in the True Immortal Realm, that's where you can display them. The eternal pattern of heaven and earth has been established. No matter how turbulent it is, it can't be turbulent. It's better to accumulate the foundation."

"Du Shi, I am sure about lifespan..."

"You haven't entered the origin of the great world, and the origin of immortality has not been eroded by the void of heaven and earth. You can live 150,000 years after the second calamity."

"I don't..."

"You can live 200,000 years after the third calamity."

"Du..!"

"You can live 250,000 years after the fourth calamity."

"Hmm."

Ji Yan shook his head and chuckled, without even a trace of joy or shock in his eyes. He was helpless and couldn't resist Chen Xun, "Okay, I know, I'll wait."

Even so, the whole wooden house still echoed with Chen Xun's resounding voice.

"Ji Yan, I'm going to the human world."

Chen Xun stood up, holding a teacup in his hand, "Leave the trouble behind you to me, and my investment in the garbage recycling plant, not a penny less when I collect the bill."

"You know, my Wuyun Sect relies on the garbage plant for retirement."

After saying that, his figure disappeared here.

Inside the wooden house.

Ji Yan sat alone, his eyes were deep, and he fell into a state of absent-mindedness.

In fact, he never believed in the theory of ascension and the real immortal world, from beginning to end.

But in the end, Ji Yan still chose to believe Chen Xun.

…

The human world.

Here, withering and flourishing every year, it seems like a different world without knowing it.

Chen Xun, wearing a linen shirt, shuttled between the flow of people and cars. He never stopped, but just looked around gently. Shuangshu Lane was gone, and a magnificent city was built there.

He walked for half a day and sat at the door of a blacksmith shop with a tea cup in hand, listening to the sound of hot forging coming from the shop.

Suddenly the street became bustling with people coming and going.

"Brother Zhang, this is the latest high-quality ironware from a century-old store, the quality is guaranteed!"

"Haha, his grandma is tricking you, Brother Zhang, right?!"

"Boy Xun, build me a good hoe. I owe you the money first... My mother-in-law is very anxious and has no time to chat with you today!"

"Hey~, Lao Niu, keep the accounts first! Hurry up!"

…

Chen Xun looked back unknowingly, and was lost for a moment. The appearance of the young man in the blacksmith shop gradually became clearer, and he greeted Chen Xun warmly: "Brother, do you want to choose psychic iron?"

He looked a little dazed, smiled casually, shook his head and said, "No."

"Okay, big brother, if you like something in the future, I will arrange it for you!"

"Haha... ok."

Chen Xun smiled brightly, nodded in response, and then continued to sit here, neither buying ironware nor leaving, but no one from the blacksmith shop came to let him leave.

Deep in the sea of ​​people.

After Ji Ruonan saw this quite ordinary scene, her eyes trembled slightly, and Ying Chen's expression became extremely gloomy.

"...This letter will never be sent out."

"...yes."

The two people gradually turned around, disappeared into the sea of ​​people, and left the world. Their backs looked very lonely and regretful.

Even now, the Five Elements Taoist Ancestor does not have the hurdle of the Human Emperor Realm in the past, and this hurdle is the hurdle between the human race and the Five Elements Taoist Ancestor. It is an invisible and shocking natural chasm.

Immortals are people with clear minds, and a simple scene is enough to see everything.

for a long time.

In front of the blacksmith shop, Chen Xun glanced expressionlessly in the direction they were leaving, gently held the tea cup with both hands, and continued to sit here, showing no interest in the human race immortal's intentions.

He just wanted to sit here and leave when he wanted to.

Three days later.

Chen Xun's figure turned into a breeze, and the young man in the blacksmith shop stared: "My uncle, he is actually a cultivator?! Brother, why don't you come and buy ironware and take care of my business!"

He ran out quickly, looked up at the sky, and was convinced. He sat in front of the door for three days without buying anything!

But later.

This blacksmith shop seems to be blessed with good luck, and the business is booming. The elders of the small boss live long lives, and he himself has a happy family, full of children and grandchildren, and no illness or disaster in his life.

And after Chen Xun left that day.

He held up the big clock soaked in immortal blood outside the tea, and his figure was ethereal in the sky and the earth, without knowing where to go.