Chapter 899 Time Is Like a River, It Cannot Flow Backwards

He held the ancient book solemnly in both hands, and felt that it weighed tens of millions of pounds.

"Kang Ming." At this moment, a shout suddenly came from the noisy crowd.

A figure found Kang Ming's position among the round heads, and shouted anxiously, "The master has appeared, and the auspicious sign has descended from heaven. Let the disciples return quickly."

"Okay!" Kang Ming responded and ran towards the other party after looking around. He was not tall, but his speed was not slow.

However, his eyes seemed to be looking in the direction where Chen Xun disappeared before, but the two vague figures were no longer there.

Kang Ming took a deep breath, turned around and ran wildly down the mountain.

While running, Kang Ming had a light yellow airflow constantly fluctuating!

His slightly closed eyes trembled gently in his eye sockets, and a light yellow airflow in his body kept flowing in his meridians.

This scene actually gave people a hazy feeling, as if he had a touch of elegant and ethereal temperament.

And this is exactly the martial arts technique that Kang Ming, who belongs to Pingtai Medical Clinic, is practicing!

Practicing medicine and martial arts together is the ancestral motto of Pingtai Medical Clinic for thousands of years.

In the distance.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu walked slowly down the mountain. They were neither hurried nor slow, as if they had merged into the forest.

Da Hei Niu looked up at Chen Xun, a face that had been carved by time for countless years, showing the vicissitudes of history and no longer youthful.

It exhaled lightly, Chen Xun was a little old after all.

Huh...

The breeze in the mountains blew slowly, and the inferior spirit stone on Chen Xun's chest was gently brushed.

He looked up at the sky, silent, but his steps were as steady as sinking into water, as if he was walking on an ancient road that he had walked countless times, and his back slowly overlapped with the backs of countless old friends in the depths of his memory.

"The boat has passed through thousands of mountains..." Chen Xun smiled, and there seemed to be some relief and a touch of nostalgia in that smile.

He looked into the distance, as if he could see the long river of time as blue as the river, and the shadow of the boat.

"Old cow, the weather is good today, the sun is shining, and it is suitable for walking." He smiled and said.

"Moo." The big black cow heard it and snorted to express its agreement.

Chen Xun stopped talking, he still walked down the mountain, his steps were slow and firm, like a traveler who had walked through thousands of mountains and rivers.

Their figures cast two long shadows in the sun, as if telling an ancient and long story but without an end, and kept moving forward in the direction of the light...

...

Half a day later, on the street.

The business road here is extremely prosperous, with hawkers shouting everywhere, and hot steam slowly drifting towards the sky.

Chen Xun walked to a steamed bun shop and said with a gentle smile: "Boss, give me a basket of steamed buns."

"Two pieces of broken spirit stones, just put them there!" The steamed bun shop was run by a family and was quite busy, so he shouted casually.

"Okay." Chen Xun nodded gently.

The young people inside couldn't help but look at Chen Xun twice more. He was neither arrogant nor impatient, gentle and elegant, with a good temperament... like a gentleman in the town.

They were more polite when they delivered a basket of steamed buns, and shouted "Sir, take care", which made Chen Xun laugh. It felt a little interesting.

Outside the steamed bun shop, an ancient street lay quietly in the sun, and the moss on the stone road was moist.

The big black bull stood outside the steamed bun shop, and his ancient and vicissitudes of life swept through those complicated memories and sprinkled on the long-forgotten years.

The big black bull's consciousness surged like a tide, permeating the surrounding air, penetrating through the mortal world, and sweeping every corner.

The rivers and lakes of the mortal world unfolded in front of it like a painting, and those former heroes, noble families, and great sects flashed through its mind one by one.

However, there was no news about Zhou Guangyi.

It exhaled lightly, and the white air dissipated in the sun and turned into nothingness.

There was a little more depth in its eyes.

Time was like a river, and it could not go upstream to find that familiar name.

Zhou Guangyi's name was like a needle falling into the sea, without causing any waves. This Zhou hero who was powerful thousands of years ago seemed to have disappeared without a trace in this mortal world.

He seemed to have disappeared from this world, without founding a sect, and the inheritance was broken.

The big black bull closed his eyes slightly, and after a long time, he opened them again, with a deep light flashing in his eyes. He exhaled lightly, and I don't know what he was thinking.

On the stone platform, Chen Xun sat there quietly, biting the meat bun in his hand, his eyes flashing with wisdom that saw through the world.

He saw everything that the big black bull did.

However, he just smiled indifferently, biting the meat bun in his hand without a pause.

"Moo?!"

At this time, the big black bull's nose twitched slightly, and its eyes suddenly fell on Chen Xun, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, "Moo?!"

I don't eat? !

"Haha..." Chen Xun couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to hand over a meat bun, "Old cow, keep it, come quickly."

"Moo!" The big black bull snorted happily, and rushed towards Chen Xun, and the mood just now was swept away.

The sun shone through the leaves on the stone platform, and the fragrance of the buns filled the air.

One person and one cow ate quietly without caring about their appearance, but they also revealed a strange feeling of isolation from the world, as if the disturbances in the world had nothing to do with them.

Pedestrians passing by each showed surprised expressions, but their eyes couldn't help but be attracted to this person and the cow. People couldn't help but want to get closer, but they felt that they were out of reach.

They held their breath for fear of disturbing this scene. It was a subconscious reaction and was not affected by subjective emotions.

This young man...is absolutely extraordinary!

On the stone platform.

Chen Xun looked at Dahei Niu with a smile: "Old Niu, I'm afraid the Zhou family is gone. There is no trace left."

"Moo..." The big black cow's eyes were a little complicated, and he let out a low moo in his throat.

There seemed to be a trace of sadness in its eyes that others could not detect. It looked at the bun in Chen Xun's hand again, a flash of memory flashed in its eyes, and then swallowed it down hard.

"I have experienced a story about burying the Immortal King. Time has passed, so there is no need to regret it."

Chen Xun whispered softly, having already looked away a lot, "Why is it still like this after so many years?"

"Moo~" The big black cow shook its head. It did not regret the past, but it was a little regretful about the future. This is the case in the mortal world, and the world of immortality may be the same for them.

"Thinking too much." Chen Xun sneered and hit the big black bull with a snap, "Our good days have just begun, and the mortal world and the world of immortality have never been different, but it's different."

"Moo!" Da Hei Niu's eyes suddenly opened. Yes, they are the ancestors of the Wuyun Sect...My family, these three thousand worlds have been destroyed, and the inheritance of the Wuyun Sect will never be cut off.

"Let's go, let's go, what a big deal."

Chen Xun laughed loudly and stood up immediately, "I went to see Yaoyue and then returned to the sect. You damn thing are still here and sighing. Your mood is still three points worse than that of my Taoist ancestor."

"Moo~~" The big black cow grinned and kissed Chen Xun, otherwise you would be the eldest brother and I would be the second brother!

It directly placed the Qi Refining Stage Dao Ancestor on its back. The big black bull roared loudly and ran towards the distance with powerful limbs.

The figures of one person and one cow became smaller and smaller in the sunlight, and finally turned into a little black and disappeared into the rolling yellow sand.

The stone platform was empty, and a gust of wind blew by, kicking up a cloud of dust, leaving only a deep footprint.