Time is like the quicksand of history, the road of immortality is vague, and the immortals gradually hide outside the world.

Ye Yang stood tall on the lonely peak, his blind eyes looking at everything in the world, and everything in the world is undoubtedly the same.

After Liu Bang expelled Xiang Yu, all Ye Yang and Qi Yan were captured by the troops, Peng Yue and others surrendered. Han Xin occupied Qi and called himself the King of Qi, which made Lu Zhi angry. Then, Empress Lu took power and killed Han Xin, Peng Yue and others. From then on, the Han Dynasty only came to rule by the Liu family.

Hundreds of years later, the Han Dynasty was in danger. Zhang Jiao Uprising and the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the world collapsed again, and heroes emerged. The gods with the strength of the starry sky level and even the strength of the Tianchen level were fighting. Lu Bu, Sun Ce, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Ma Chao and other famous generals were their masters. Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan stood together. In the end, Cao Wei seized the world, but was stolen by the Sima family.

The Jin Dynasty was destroyed, the Sui and Tang Dynasties began, and the Zhenguan rule of Li Shimin entered the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and all the world surrendered. In the blink of an eye, it took hundreds of years. Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty died at the hands of the Zhao family, and the Song Dynasty seized the world. However, the Zhao family was weak, and the wolf clans in the north emerged, and repeatedly invaded the Song Dynasty's land, causing trouble, and the people were in pain.

At the same time, since the Song Dynasty, most cultivators have no longer been concerned about the world. Qingxuan, Mingyue, Linghua and other god-level powerful people ascended into the divine realm one by one, and never returned. Only Ye Yang, Zeng Xuan and Yan Yao were guarding the human world. Even Qiao Yan Luo had ascended to a god, waiting by Ye Yang for 500 years, and finally ascended to the divine realm under the call of the oracle.

...

1279 AD.

Haifeng, the wind was blowing, countless cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty swept across the plain, with swords shining, and a man with a bearded mouth roared: "Kill me, kill them all, and never let the remnants of the Southern Song Dynasty survive in the world. We must eradicate the roots. The world of the Central Plains is long the ones belong to our Dayuan!"

"puff!"

A sharp sword suddenly pierced his chest. On the battlefield in the distance, a Song Dynasty general was carrying a longbow and fired a fatal arrow. Although he was holding a longbow, he was gentle and elegant. He turned around and said, "Come here, escort Duan Zong to retreat. He is us... Our Song Dynasty has the last little bloodline. We must not let the Song Dynasty be destroyed in the hands of Yuan Gou!"

The guard whispered: "Prime Minister, we... we only have a few thousand people left. How can we resist the attack of Yuangou's thousands of troops?"

Song looked firmly: "I, Wen Tianxiang, received favors from the court for my lifetime, and now it is time to repay you."

The guard trembled all over: "Okay, I'll escort the young master away!"

"Um."

The guard held the sword and shouted: "If you can still move, come with me and leave with the young master. No matter what, we cannot break the last bloodline of our Song Dynasty today!"

A group of soldiers from the Southern Song Dynasty boosted morale.

However, under the iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty, the sword light kept flashing, and only the brave soldiers fell into a pool of blood, and the positions were completely torn apart. Tens of thousands of cavalry were scattered on the battlefield. A general carrying a scimitar and laughed: "Kill, attack the city ahead, I... I want to kill all the remaining males and sweep away all the female relatives. There are also a few archers to shoot and kill the old dog Wen Tianxiang!"

...

A group of soldiers protected the young master, but were quickly chopped and killed. In a blink of an eye, only a few people were left.

The young master cried and fell into the mud.

"Kill, kill the weeds and eliminate the roots!" a group of Yuan soldiers shouted.

Just as everyone was about to take action, a flame suddenly fell from the sky, but a young man in a blood-colored battle robe opened his hand and shouted in a low voice: "The last little bloodline must be kept!"

"flood!"

The flames suddenly roared away, and thousands of soldiers and cavalry died tragically, and the smell of burnt smell filled the valley.

Behind the young man, a woman in red came quietly and said, "Ziyu, didn't she say that she would never ask about the world again? You also told me that Wen Tianxiang was destined to die and could not be saved. It is hard to violate the law of heaven."

Ye Yang smiled: "Well, Sister Xuan, send this baby to an unpopular place and give it to the mountain farmers for adoption. I don't want to see the land I once lived in, but I was trampled by foreigners until I was completely exhausted."

"Um."

Ye Yang and Zeng Xuan both stood in the air, with the power of divine crystals all over their bodies, as if they were like immortals.

In the late Southern Song Dynasty, there were no few god-level powerful people left in the human world. Seeing this, a group of soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty knelt on the ground.

At this moment, a blue light suddenly penetrated the clouds from the sky!

"brush!"

The oracle came, and countless runes flowed. Soon, a man in blue slowly fell from the air and smiled and said, "Ziyu, I finally saw you again!"

Ye Yang was overjoyed: "Grandpa Qin Fang, why... why did you suddenly appear?"

Qin Fang said: "I have found Emperor Qing Fuxi, but I haven't appeared for so many years. It's just that one of the laws of the divine world is that gods and humans cannot trespass into the human world. Therefore, I must obey it, otherwise it will make it difficult for Fuxi to do it. This time, I came to the human world and received the order of Emperor Qing."

"Oh, what command?"

Qin Fang smiled: "Ziyu, as the God of Fire, you are one of the ten main gods in the heaven world. Now you have cultivated to the realm of the superior god. Therefore, Fuxi hopes that you can ascend to heaven and guardian gods, and now the Demon Realm is ready to move again. The Heavenly Realm really needs a warrior like you too."

As he said that, Qin Fang spread his hands and smiled, "You have also seen that Grandpa has practiced for so many years, but he still has the realm of a middle-level god. In fact, there are only four people in the entire heaven who have the strength of a superior god, including the Qing Emperor Fuxi and Nuwa. The Shura God has been sealed, and even if he breaks out of the seal, you, the strongest fire god in history, can easily kill him, why bother staying in the human world together?"

Ye Yang was silent.

"What's wrong, Ziyu?" Qin Fang asked.

Ye Yang said lightly: "Grandpa, I...I'm waiting for the stream, I miss her very much..."

Qin Fang's eyes suddenly turned red and he said, "Child, you... more than a thousand years have passed. Has this longing really not diminished at all?"

Ye Yang closed his eyes and murmured: "There is only a pleasant stream in this world, worth my waiting for a thousand years. Even if I wait for another thousand years, or even ten thousand years, I am willing."

"well……"

Qin Fang sighed and said, "Okay, Ziyu, you keep waiting, that...Zengxuan girl, you are also in the mid-level god. Do you want to ascend to the divine realm to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm?"

Zeng Xuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Old man, don't encourage me. When the human world is in trouble, the Shura God is about to kill all living beings. He will not see the gods in the sky to save us. Now, I will run to the human world to poach. How can this be the reason?"

Qin Fang was speechless: "At that time, a battle between gods and demons was being held in the heavens, and even Fuxi was injured. Otherwise, how could they ignore the disasters in the human world..."

Ye Yang held the young master of the Southern Song Dynasty in his hand and smiled and said, "Grandpa Qin Fang, it's not convenient to treat you to a meal today..."

"Well, I'm going! Ziyu, girl Zengxuan, I'm waiting for you in heaven. No matter when you come, there are your unshakable gods in heaven!"

Qin Fang roared and suddenly rushed to the sky and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ye Yang looked at the child in his arms and was speechless.

...

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and the Well of Reincarnation is still silent. Ye Yang goes to the Well of Reincarnation every day. He is already familiar with Meng Po, but he still cannot see the whereabouts of Yun Xiaoxi.

2015, Shanghai.

The night is blurred, and in a concept bar that claims to be high-quality, young men and women twist their bodies, releasing the restlessness and emptiness in their bodies.

"Dongdong..."

When the waiter knocked on the door, he saw a young man in a black suit, straight and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was intimidating. He smiled slightly and said, "Is this a night elf bar?"

"Yes, are you?" The waiter looked at the other party because he found that the young man's eyes were covered with a layer of silver and seemed to be blind.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just come in and sit down."

"Okay, welcome."

Ye Yang strode into the bar, sat down at the bar on the west side, licked his lips, and said, "Come on some red wine bar, thank you."

The waiter mm looked at Ye Yang in shock, turned around quickly, patted his colleague mm's shoulder, and said, "Wow, Xiao Huaer, look at the handsome guy in front of him, so handsome, what should I do? I like it so much, do I want to... Do I want to ask him out immediately?"

The woman named Xiao Huaer didn't look back: "Hmph, I'm not surprised if you don't say you are handsome guys. If you want to make an appointment, just make an appointment, but be careful."

"Look at it..."

"I don't look at it, I'm busy!"

"Just take a look!"

"All right!"

Xiao Huaer turned around and saw it, and was stunned. As a god of superiority, Ye Yang's indifferent and freehand temperament was not something that ordinary people could possess. In an instant, Xiao Huaer rubbed his eyes and said, "It's really... he is no longer as handsome as a human..."

As he said that, Xiao Huaer ran over and said with a smile: "Sir, what do you want to order?"

"Red Wine." Ye Yang repeated it.

"Oh, come now!"

Both mm were almost about to pounce on it. Ye Yang's spiritual sense had already sensed everything. He couldn't help but smile and slowly shook his head and said, "Little girl, let's change others like it. I'm not your food!"

"Oh, then you're my dish?"

Beside Ye Yang, a beautiful woman with red hair and uniform sat down obliquely, put down a glass of red wine in front of Ye Yang, and smiled and said, "Come on, I'll treat you. Do you have time tonight? Let's go to my place? Hehe..."

Ye Yang stared at her with wide eyes and looked at her: "Damn, Sister Xuan, where did you learn this tune? How could you make me despise you?"

"Those little girls say that..." Zeng Xuan shrugged and laughed: "How is it, are you thinking about it?"

"Think of a p..." Ye Yang said speechlessly: "Sister Xuan, have you found the soul you are chasing? This happened to be the 49th century, which is in line with Sister Meng Po's prophecy. Who is my soul reincarnation in?"

"What the hell are you looking for him? Although that person is your spiritual thought, it is not you after all!"

"I have already seen through the law of life and death. I want to send him back two thousand years ago to help me fulfill my unfulfilled wish. Otherwise, I would never want to ascend to the divine realm."

"Oh, okay..."

Zeng Xuan stood up and said, "I have already pursued his soul breath. Let's go, let's go now, that boy is reincarnated in Xianyang, Shaanxi!"

"Um."

...

Shaanxi, Xianyang, Municipal Museum.

A group of security personnel are orderly protecting the delivery of a batch of cultural relics. Among them, a handsome young man is almost the same as Ye Yang's appearance, but he is less dusty and more philanthropic.

On a cold night, in the wind.

Ye Yang stood upright, closed his eyes and said, "Sister Xuan, it's him, it's him..."

Zeng Xuan suddenly opened his beautiful eyes wide, staring at an ancient sword that was being sent into the display cabinet, patted Ye Yang on the shoulder, and said, "Ziyu, look, that is...is that your Haotian sword two thousand years ago? The sword soul energy turned into by the energy fragments of the stream, and it is still on the sword..."
To be continued...