Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Beneath the osmanthus tree, the tomb remains.

Xiao Lü and Xiao He's tombstones are cleaned every day, maintaining their original appearance at all times.

Apart from the osmanthus tree in the courtyard having grown quite a bit taller, the entire courtyard looks much the same as it did hundreds of years ago.

However, if you walk through the Mu residence, you will see that everything that records the family has changed.

The painting is still a painting, the wood carving is still a wood carving, but the people in them have changed.

Xiaohe stood on the left and Xiaolü on the right, their faces beaming with happiness.

Looking at this scene, everything seems unchanged. The lotus is still the lotus, and the green is still the green. The picture before us records their happiness.

But if you shift your gaze to the center of the painting, everything changes.

Mu An clearly remembers that when this painting was hung on the wall, Qing'an Prefecture was not yet called Qing'an Prefecture, and Mu Ling'er was just a little girl who ran around in the courtyard all day long.

And now...

The place that should have belonged to Mu An has become a mess, and Mu Ling'er's innocent and carefree smile from childhood has turned into her adult appearance.

The difference is that the grown-up Mu Ling'er likes to laugh, while the Five Spirits Mystic Maiden in the painting only has coldness on her face.

Standing in the main hall of the Mu residence, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar painting, Mu An was unable to calm her emotions for a long time.

What is this?

Is the whole world playing a joke on him?

If Mu An hadn't collected a large number of objects representing memories into the Four Symbols World, if Mu Ling'er hadn't left behind countless small items, and if the Old Celestial Master hadn't clearly known Mu Ling'er's existence and his name, Mu An, he would have even had doubts.

Did he damage his brain during his cultivation, causing him to conjure up the character Mu Ling'er out of thin air and imagine such a beautiful period of time?

After all, the dream of ascending to the Golden Immortal realm was far too long, so long that even Mu An himself could hardly distinguish between reality and the dream.

Faced with this mysterious and unpredictable situation, Mu An felt neither anger nor anxiety.

He simply embarked on another journey, traversing the Nine Realms, retracing his treasure-hunting path from years past, guided by his own memories.

Over the years, the two of them have spent a very long time on this treasure hunt. If there is anything in this world that can prove Mu Ling'er's existence...

It seems that only those treasure troves filled with heartfelt sentiments remain.

Hopes were dashed once again.

The roads used to be deserted.

All 998 treasures seemed to have never existed; not even the traces of where they were buried remained.

As for the last treasure location, Mu An has yet to find it.

This is because there is no trace of Mu Ling'er in the Nine Realms anymore; she no longer exists in the past, present, or future.

Even if Mu An traveled back in time, he could not find the location of that last treasure.

Mu An walked and looked around, and finally returned to the Mu residence once again.

He stood outside the gate of the Mu residence, gazing at this familiar yet unfamiliar mansion.

Orange lanterns lit up the streets on both sides of the Mu residence at night, illuminating the way and preventing people from getting lost in the darkness.

The entire Mu residence was brightly lit, appearing exceptionally luminous in the desolate night.

"When will I be able to go home this time?"

The soft question went unanswered, and a sigh echoed outside the Mu residence.

In the next instant, all the servants in the Mu residence were moved out of the mansion.

A silvery-white light rose from the orange lanterns, and an invisible force instantly enveloped the entire Mu residence, freezing it in that moment.

Centered on the Mu residence, within a radius of ten miles, no one else is allowed to enter.

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Let's go back to the present.

On the flying boat of Qingyun Trading Company, Mu An held a wine gourd in his hand and sat by the window, drinking alone.

Four months ago, the annual Five Spirits Ceremony was held in Qing'an Prefecture.

Unable to find her way home and unsure of where else to go, Mu An joined in the fun, mingling with the crowd to watch the lively celebration.

It was during this three-day celebration that Mu An, walking down the street, brushed past a girl named Qing He.

The moment the two turned to the side, Mu An's attention shifted to Qing He.

This was because Qinghe's appearance was nine-tenths similar to Xiaohe's when she first came to the Mu family.

At first glance, Qinghe caught Mu An's attention.

At the second glance, all of Qinghe's life experiences from birth to the present appeared in Mu An's mind.

With a third glance, the gaze entered another dimension, and Qinghe's soul was fully revealed to Mu An.

Just as Mu An had predicted, although the two looked nine-tenths alike, Qinghe was neither Xiaohe nor Xiaohe's reincarnation.

The world is so vast that it is not uncommon for one or two people to look alike over the long course of time.

It's nothing more than a similar flower.

Even so, Mu An still boarded the Qingyun Trading Company's flying boat.

At Mu An's current level, mere cultivation has lost its meaning; only the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth has value.

Even though Mu An has now become a Golden Immortal, the Nine Realms have not stripped him of his authority as a Supreme Saint of Heaven and Earth, and the laws of heaven and earth remain open to him.

If Mu An is willing, he can comprehend all the laws of the Nine Realms within a hundred years and incorporate the essence of these laws into his own world.

Looking back at the laws of heaven and earth from the perspective of a Golden Immortal, there is absolutely no difficulty to speak of.

At that time, there will be no place left for Mu An in the Nine Realms to remember.

However, after Mu An broke through to the Golden Immortal realm, the Book of Creation, which was his life-sustaining treasure, subtly expressed the hope that Mu An could take a break for the time being.

When asked about the reason for temporarily suspending cultivation, the Book of Creation did not answer.

They asked the Book of Creation for the coordinates of other worlds, but the Book of Creation still did not answer.

He asked the Book of Creation who he really was, why he had come to the Nine Realms, and what the purpose of everything he was doing now was.

Once the pages of the Book of Creation were closed, it became no different from an ordinary book.

Mu An was quite dissatisfied with this act of feigning ignorance, but he couldn't do anything about the Book of Creation, so he simply gave up the idea of ​​going to the Boundary Sea for the time being.

Even after reaching the Golden Immortal realm and becoming the master of the world, the Book of Creation was still shrouded in mystery in Mu An's eyes, concealing countless secrets.

With nothing specific to do, Mu An chose to wander aimlessly throughout the Nine Realms.

He abandoned his divine senses and instead used his eyes to see the world, slowly absorbing the laws of heaven and earth from the Nine Realms in the process.

While continuing my previous research, I also worked on some systems with different functions.

In a sense, Mu An is now homeless; the world is so vast, it doesn't really matter where he goes.

It was this rare moment of leisure that led Mu An to meet the siblings Qing Han and Qing He, and board the flying boat of the Qingyun Trading Company.

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