The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

The morning light dispelled the last trace of the night. A few dewdrops remained on the charred branches of the old willow tree, glowing faintly in the early sun.

Last night's vision seemed just a dream. Now it was as quiet as the oldest watchman at the entrance of the village.

The open space in front of the village was filled with the scent of green grass, and more than twenty children were stretching their bodies facing the morning sun.

From young children with pigtails to teenagers, they were all earnestly imitating the moves demonstrated by the middle-aged man.

Sometimes he stretched out his arms like a monkey, sometimes he fluttered his wings like a flying bird. The corners of his clothes, wet with dew, fluttered in the morning breeze, startling a few grasshoppers hiding in the grass.

"When the world awakens, it is a good time to gather energy!"

The bronze-skinned instructor said in a deep voice, holding up a child's crooked elbow with his rough palm, "The shoulders should be relaxed, the waist should be straight, and they should be as soft and tough as newly pulled willow branches."

Before he finished speaking, a clear "Got it" suddenly came from the end of the team, with a glutinous milky taste at the end.

Everyone turned to look, and saw a snowball that was not even as tall as his waist trying hard to keep a straight face.

There were suspicious milk stains on his collar, and his chubby little hands were drawing random circles in the air.

Noticing that everyone was looking at him, the little one suddenly lost his balance and fell down on the dewy meadow. He immediately got up using his hands and feet and continued to demonstrate his self-created "boxing" seriously, causing the older kids to laugh so hard that their faces turned red.

The teacher's mouth twitched, and he finally turned his back and coughed twice. The morning sun gilded everyone's profile, and the new buds of the old willow tree quietly stretched out on the branches that no one noticed.

Men, women, young and old in the village all like this lively and cute little thing from the bottom of their hearts.

"Hey, hey, I'm really tired!"

The little guy shouted in his tender voice, but after a while, his arms and legs ran out of strength, and he fell to the ground with a plop, still mumbling something in an alien language that only he could understand.

At first, he curiously stared at the older children doing exercises with his big black eyes, but how could a child concentrate for that long? After a while, he was attracted away by other new things.

"Wow!"

It turned out that he saw a colorful bird, like a flying colorful ball of fur, flying lightly in the sky.

At this moment, the little one's curiosity was completely ignited. His eyes were as big as two black gems, flashing with excitement. His short legs were shaky, but he ran very fast, with the only intention of catching the beautiful bird.

He fell several times along the way, and his knees and hands were covered with dust, but this did not affect his interest at all.

Every time he fell, he would get up swiftly like a little spring and continue to run after the bird with a laugh. He looked so happy that the whole world was filled with only him and the five-colored bird.

"Oh my, I really can't run anymore, huff huff..."

The little one ran out of breath and sat down on the ground. His little chest heaved violently, but his eyes were still fixed on the flying bird, full of reluctance to leave.

After a while, shouts came one after another in the village: "Dinner is ready!" The little guy came to his senses, brushed the dirt off his body, forgot about chasing the bird, and ran home, humming a tuneless tune as he ran.

"Little one, come and have dinner!" The kind voice of the old patriarch came, and the little one just rushed into the house.

In front of the old patriarch stood an ancient clay pot filled with pure white animal milk. The rich aroma of milk instantly filled the air, making the little one drool.

Everyone in the village knows that this little guy has a miserable life. His parents passed away when he was young, and he grew up relying on drinking the milk of beasts.

Although he can run around now and is no longer at the age where he needs milk every day, there is nothing he can do about it; he just has a special liking for this animal milk.

"Haha, the little one wants to drink milk again!"

A group of naughty children were cheering on the side, with innocent smiles on their faces.

The little guy was not shy at all. He grinned, revealing his two front teeth that had not yet grown out, and laughed foolishly with everyone else. However, his eyes never left the clay pot in the old patriarch's hand. He watched eagerly as the old patriarch took the clay pot steadily from the stove and gently placed it in front of him.

The little one couldn't wait to grab the wooden spoon, and quickly reached into the clay pot, scooped up a full spoonful of milk, and put it into his mouth. His eyes immediately narrowed into slits, and his face was full of satisfaction, as if he was enjoying the most delicious delicacy in the world.

"A sip of milk every day, and a happy laugh!" The little one was still muttering the jingle he made up in a baby voice.

After breakfast, the old patriarch went out to do some work.

The little one's eyes rolled around like a cunning little fox. He tiptoed to get a stone bowl and carefully scooped the remaining milk in the pottery jar into the bowl, then sneaked out of the house as if he was holding some rare treasure.

Although the clan leader loved him and didn't object to him drinking milk, he wouldn't let him drink endlessly.

He hid some now, so he could satisfy his cravings later! Although every time he got the milk, he couldn't help but drink it all in one go.

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng had actually noticed the little guy's "little trick" a long time ago, but he just smiled, shook his head, and let him go.

The little one was trotting along with the stone bowl in his arms, looking like a happy little deer.

The amazing thing was that even though he was running crookedly, the stone bowl in his arms was steady and not a drop of milk spilled.

Finally, the little guy ran to the old willow tree in the village. He looked left and right like a little mouse thief.

In fact, the village is so small that everyone can see clearly what he does here.

But when everyone saw this adorable little guy holding his favorite animal milk in his arms, they just smiled knowingly and no one disturbed him.

After all, the little one is the "darling" of the village!

The little one stared at the milk in the bowl. After running such a long circle, his stomach started to growl again.

"Gulp gulp, I want to drink it!"

The little guy muttered to himself, and raised the stone bowl to put it into his mouth. At this moment, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something, and his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, his eyes widened, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Huh? Is someone sleeping here?" The little guy's face was full of confusion, his eyes wide open. Under the willow tree, he saw a man in green clothes sitting cross-legged under the tree.

The little guy scratched his head and looked up at the lush willow tree. Although he was young and ignorant, he knew the special status of this willow tree in the village.

He subconsciously held the stone bowl in his arms tighter, because that was his precious beast milk.

Then, he took his short legs and hopped towards the person sitting cross-legged under the willow tree.

This place is still on the village’s territory, and there are sacrificial spirits protecting us, so the little guy is not afraid at all.

Who would have thought that just a few simple steps would lead everything to develop in an unexpected direction.

The little guy ran under the willow tree. Although this willow tree has an extremely high status in the village, the villagers can still get close to it.

"ah!"

When the little one saw the person under the willow tree clearly, he cried out.

The little guy stared at the face of the man under the willow tree, his little brows wrinkled into a small pimple, and he thought about it for a long time, making sure that he had never seen this person before.

He raised his head and looked at the willow tree above his head. In his mind, since the spirit allowed this person to sit here, there must be nothing wrong. And this person is so good-looking that he doesn't look like a bad person. "But why is he closing his eyes? Is he sleeping?"

The little guy slowly approached the person on the ground. Even he himself couldn't explain why he was not on guard at all when facing this person.

Of course, at his age, the kid still couldn't figure out these complicated things. He only knew that he was happy to be close to this person from the bottom of his heart.

After finally walking up to the man, the little guy found that he was sitting there motionless, with no response to anything around him.

The little guy tilted his head, looked at the "unconscious" person, and then looked at the stone bowl filled with animal milk in his hand.

"Since God Liu agrees to let you sit, I'll give you a little bit of milk. Really just a little bit." The little guy muttered softly while handing the stone bowl to the man's mouth with reluctance on his face.

This was the milk that he had secretly scooped out and hidden with great difficulty. He had intended to enjoy it slowly, but now he had to share it with others. He felt extremely conflicted.

Just when the stone bowl touched the man's lips, the little guy was still wondering whether he should pry the man's mouth open to feed him.

But the next second, he was so frightened that his eyes widened like bells and his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.

Before he could pour the milk, the milk in the stone bowl seemed to be drawn by an invisible force and flowed into the man's mouth very smoothly without spilling a drop.

The little guy stared at the scene blankly, as if he was under a spell.

After a long while, he slowly raised the stone bowl and put the mouth of the bowl to his face, shaking his little hand, trying to shake out another drop of milk.

But when he looked at the clean, empty stone bowl, the little guy's mouth instantly deflated, his eyes turned slightly red, and his little face was full of grievance.

"Not even a drop left..." He sobbed softly, feeling very aggrieved. It was agreed that he would only give him a little, but this guy drank it all. It was too much!

In the little guy’s mind, even if Willow God approved of this person, it would not be acceptable, and he was even labeled as a “bad guy”.

Pretending to be unconscious, he must want to drink my beast milk!

At this time, the little guy's face was full of grievance.

"cough!"

Just then, the person in front of him suddenly coughed lightly.

This was like a ray of light breaking through the darkness, instantly attracting the little guy's attention. He stared at the man without blinking, wondering in his heart: Could it be that the bowl of milk worked? Did he wake up?
"What's your name?"

"My name is Little One!"

"call!"

The man in green stretched out his arm and picked up the little guy steadily.

Then he gently pinched the little one's chubby face with his fingers, and joked with a smile: "Little one, what a good name, little one is good!"

The little one had his face pinched, but he didn't resist at all. His big black eyes didn't even blink, staring at the person in front of him, full of curiosity.

"Who are you?" A childish voice sounded, full of curiosity about the person's identity.

In the little kid's mind, the man in front of him had a different temperament and was incompatible with the people in the village.

He thought so, not because there were no such people in Shi Village, but because he instinctively felt that this person would not live in a village like theirs. After all, no one in the village looked so outstanding.

After hearing this, the man thought for a moment, looked at the little guy gently, and slowly said: "My name is Hong Meng, you can also call me..."

"Jiang Xuan."

That’s right, this person is Jiang Xuan who returned to the chaotic ancient times! No matter from which level, he is Jiang Xuan.

After Jiang Xuan revealed his identity to Xiaobudian, that is, to the Luan Gu Shidai, he slowly raised his head and stared at the sky for a long time.

The sky was quiet. There were no sudden explosions of thunder, no terrifying thunderstorms that would make people shudder, and no shocking strange sights.

……

After eternity, time has come to the present.

In the old land of the ancient heaven, the imprint of the small stone suddenly appeared without warning. In his eyes, complex emotions surged wantonly, as if there were thousands of words hidden, but he had no idea where to start.

"Master Hongmeng?" In an instant, countless memories rushed into his mind like a flood.

These memories are all closely centered around one person, a person who is so important and irreplaceable to his father.

"How could I forget about Grandmaster Hongmeng?"

Little Stone frowned, full of confusion, and kept muttering to himself.

This made no sense at all, and he should not forget it anyway. Although his father had intentionally or unintentionally prevented him from having too much contact with Grandmaster Hongmeng, his impression of Grandmaster Hongmeng was already engraved in his heart, and it was extremely profound.

When did this memory slip away quietly? And I didn't even notice it.

What's even more strange is that if I had already forgotten it, why did I suddenly remember it at this moment when I was most unprepared?
Xiao Shitou is not an isolated case. In the heavens, countless practitioners who have walked out of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the Sea of ​​Realm have all had memories of the same person emerge in their minds.

This person is Hong Meng! Deep in their memories, the name Hong Meng, like a painting covered by the dust of time, instantly unfolded before their eyes.

The forgotten past comes back with unique warmth and emotion.

The thick fog that had shrouded the world for eternity completely dissipated at this moment. People finally picked up their past, whether ordinary or magnificent, and those people and events that had been buried by time returned to their world.

On the land of calamity, Shi Hao also keenly sensed all of this. His memory had never been disturbed in any way.

As an Immortal Emperor, he has the supreme qualification to remember everything in the world. Shi Hao's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the endless river of time, and everything from ancient times to the present, the future and the past was clearly reflected in his eyes.

The past scenes, like frames from an old movie, played vividly before his eyes. Those scenes were so familiar that they seemed to have happened yesterday, but in fact, they were separated from him by an eternity.

He could clearly see every detail and every trace of the past, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not reach out and touch those long gone pictures. The rules of the world, like an invisible yet indestructible net, bound him tightly.

Even if he was an Immortal Emperor with the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, he could not make even the slightest change to the past of this world. The past was a foregone conclusion, and any attempt to reverse history was actually already a predetermined arrangement.

In the grand narrative of time, no one can act recklessly. Even the Immortal Emperor who stands at the pinnacle of cultivation can only follow this irresistible rule. Those who think they can play with time will, in the end, be mercilessly played by time without exception and become a footnote of history.

"The Tao is mysterious and difficult to guess, and the fog has existed since ancient times." Shi Hao shook his head slightly, his smile containing some emotion and relief.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan, who was far away in the chaotic ancient time and space, had no idea about the earth-shaking changes that were about to happen in the future.

At this moment, his face turned pale and blue, and he looked extremely uncomfortable. His whole body was shrouded in an indescribable emotion.

"You mean, you want me to compensate you for your animal milk?" (End of this chapter)