Chapter 608: Epilogue, the Star of the General, Mr. Guo, the Last Seven Days

Two days later.

The mountains and rivers calmed down, and everything returned to peace again.

After a day of celebration, the people on the East Continent of the Ancient Star Realm also began to re-enter new production and life.

The scars on the earth are easy to heal with Yi Chen's current peak cultivation, but the scars in people's hearts are not so easy to heal, which requires the power of time.

The power of the Dao Fruit Battle is so vast that even with Yi Chen's efforts to control and restrain his power, and the two Dao Fruit monks Zhan Xingzi and Huan Guzi fighting and protecting everywhere, there are still hundreds of thousands of unlucky people who completely end their short lives.

Of course, there are many monks among these unlucky people.

This group of people is simply a bloodthirsty audience. Facing the Dao Fruit Battle, they are not afraid, but use their magic power to fly to the sky, and have to get forward to watch the shocking battle. In the end, they were blown to pieces by a shock wave that came out of nowhere.

One of the True Lord monks left a very deep impression on Yi Chen. Before he died, Lao Deng howled, "It's worth dying to see such a great battle in this life." Yi Chen suspected that this was a water ghost looking for a substitute, and wanted to take someone else with him before he died.

But it must be said that Lao Deng was a successful "water ghost" because he did successfully inspire the monks behind him.

The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

After the war celebration, the people who had moved away from their homes began to return home in groups.

Among them were people who lost their loved ones.

"But, what can we do about it?"

"Grandson, people should look forward when they are alive. Your parents are not blessed, so let them go."

"Yangcheng is ahead. The hero who saved the world was born in Yangcheng. Such great people are truly blessed with long-lasting fortunes. Grandpa will take you to the place where he lived to bring you some good fortunes, okay?"

In a dilapidated ox cart, an old man and a young boy were on their way with their valuables.

Amid the creaking sound of the wheels, the two snot bubbles hanging from the little bean next to the old man became longer, but I don't know if these snot bubbles were frozen or because of crying.

The old man stretched out his rough big hand, picked a broad leaf on the roadside, and wiped the two snots hanging from the face of the 'little bean' tremblingly and gently.

"Is it the elder brother of Taoist Master Yi of Chunyang who shocked the world?"

"It was the immortal in the sky that day, the elder brother who beat the bad guy to death."

The little bean stopped sobbing, and a look of admiration suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, it's that great elder brother."

Seeing that his grandson was finally excited, the old man couldn't help but smile.

He hid his sadness deep in his heart, grinned, revealing a few yellow and black front teeth, and immediately left the team and drove the ox cart towards a distant city.

Many people in the team had the same idea as him.

Creaky, the wheels left two shallow marks on the ground, and soon the grandfather and the grandfather drove the ox cart into Yangcheng.

Halfway through the journey, the road ahead was suddenly congested.

A group of wolf-like soldiers, led by a middle-aged Confucian scholar without a beard, rushed straight towards a fat black man in brocade clothes!

"What are you going to do? My father is Guo Dayan, and my Guo family is the property of Fairy Shi Ran of the Tianxing Sect."

Suddenly seeing such a change, the little black fat man who came from a wealthy family changed his face greatly, and immediately brought up his background as if he was announcing a dish, fearing that others would make a mistake.

"That's right, we are looking for you, Mr. Guo!"

The wolf-like soldiers came to the little black fat man, and they all smiled happily. A group of people took out their weapons from behind, and put armor on Mr. Guo, and put seals on him.

Soon, a majestic little black fat man appeared on the long street with a confused face.

Then all the soldiers knelt on one knee, clasped their fists and saluted:

"I pay my respects to the General Zhendong!"

"Ah? Are you mistaken? I don't know how to deploy troops. How can I be the General Zhendong of Daqian!"

"Don't panic, Mr. Guo. You don't know how to deploy troops. There are many people in the Zhendong Army who can. Just follow us. We didn't find the wrong person. We are looking for the eldest son of the Guo family in Yangcheng."

A middle-aged scholar with a white face and no beard walked up and said with a smile.

"Ah, is it really me? But I am powerless, with only these two hundred pounds of flesh, and I don't know how to practice. Asking me to charge into battle is like asking me to die?"

Mr. Guo couldn't help but cry a little,

"Please spare my life, I have a good friend named Yi Chen, and I have drunk wine with Master Yi"

"Hey, Master, there is no need to ask you to charge into battle."

All the soldiers couldn't help but grin when they heard it.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Mr. Guo was completely confused.

"Mr., you don't have to do anything, you can just go back and be my General Zhendong. You are a general, and it's not your turn to do such trivial things as arranging troops and charging into battle."

The middle-aged scholar couldn't help but smile and explain with a hoarse voice.

"Ah?"

"Stop it, young master. Take Young Master Guo away quickly. Otherwise, if the bastards from the other three kingdoms get to know the news, it will be a nightmare."

"We in Daqian are now close to the water and get the moon first!"

The middle-aged scholar laughed and a group of people left quickly. Order was restored on the street.

After some inquiring, the old man now knew the whole story of the previous congestion.

He couldn't help stroking his palms and sighed:

"Xiao Douding, that's amazing, Taoist Master Yi."

"It turns out that the fat little black man just now is actually Yichengzi. Taoist priest said in the past that he can be a general."

"Look, this man really has a star in his life, and the Taoist priest is really a god. Isn't this fulfilled today?"

"Little Douding, let's walk faster and choose a better location near the mansion where Master Yi was born. Grandpa will give you more blessings."

The old man put Little Douding on his shoulders and continued to drive the bullock cart on his way with a smile.

"Grandpa, I also want to be a god in the future!"

"Be a good god with high morals like Taoist Yi and fight the bad guys." Xiao Douding looked around, clutching his grandfather's clothes tightly, but said very proudly.

"Okay! Our little Doudin will also be a god when he grows up."

A downcast look flashed in the old man's eyes, but he still responded with a smile on his face.

"The little fairy from the future is here, Black Bull, let's get going~"

"Let's go get some luck too!"

Amidst a loud and long chant, Lao Niu marched along the long street with great spirituality.

At this moment, in Qian Country, the headquarters of Qiluo Palace, which is extremely prestigious in the ancient star world.

The virtuous Taoist Priest Chunyang Yi, who is awe-inspiring to the world, is reading the palm of a charming but not seductive fairy in a white dress:

"Miss Bailian, your palms are so cruel!"

"Pindao thinks you can do great things in the future!"

"Really? Sir Ying Si, Lian'er just borrowed your good words." Fairy in white skirt said with surprise on her face.

"That's natural. I, Ying Si, have never told anyone secretly!" Yi Chen grinned, then frowned.

"But Fairy, the trend behind your palmistry is not very good. It needs to be broken!"

Yichengzi, Yichengzi, the number one cosplayer in the Qin Dynasty, changed into a vest out of idol burden, and immediately started flirting with a coser fairy.

Since the burning of the furnace of heaven and earth cannot stop, enjoy the last seven days of this body's life.

This was also the sacrifice that Yichengzi made in order to reward Uncle Peng Jiao, the Three Corpse Soul Spirit, for achieving the Blood Horse Heavenly Skill during the previous battle.

After communicating with Xingxingzi and others, Yi Chen's current information was naturally blocked. Everyone else thought that he was currently in retreat. Only a few people in the Tianxing Sect knew where he was now and was working overtime.

If you only had seven days left to live, what would you choose to do?

Yi Chen voted with his feet.

On the first day of the celebration, the three remaining Xiantai demons in the Western Continent were invited to listen to the music.

On the second day, I went to Goulan to listen to music.

On the third day, I listened to music on the hook.

The sixth day.

"Damn it, Fairy Hexian, what do you want to do? Why is it you who are here? Get out of here!"

At night, the sky was full of stars, and an uninvited guest suddenly appeared.

She was a female cultivator in palace attire, carrying a lantern, her lips were not dotted but vermilion, her eyebrows were not traced but green, and there was a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows. She was so beautiful in the night that it made people's hearts tremble.

A scent of fragrance enters the room!