The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

Now Yang Wuzheng is still around, but those ignorant children and the villagers of Shi Village have adopted their own village chief.

And Yan Wushuang are no longer with us.

She was not sad, nor was she too sentimental. She just looked at everything in front of her with a sense of melancholy and calmness.

Those scenes from the past emerged in my mind.

With a wisp of thoughts, he whispered softly: "I'm back to see you!"

As the voice sounded, wisps of fairy light burst out from Li Qingyue's body, gently brushing across the mountain village.

"Crash..."

The weeds and vines that covered the entire mountain village and obscured the large graves were silently shattered, revealing the appearance of the mountain village.

The blood had long since disappeared, not a single bone of the body was left, only the dead silence of ruins remained.

It seems to prove that there were traces of mountain people living here.

Li Qingyue walked to the big tomb and gently stroked the tombstone that had already decayed and had long since disappeared.

She seemed to see again those half-grown children, holding stone bowls with pieces of hot and fragrant meat, looking at her and smiling shyly.

It seemed as if she could hear the villagers' disdain for her again: "Your butt isn't big enough, your body isn't strong enough, and it's hard for you to have children!"

She seemed to see the village chief again, holding a rough wooden hairpin and handing it to her.

There is nothing to owe, nor is there too much sadness. As long as we live in this world, we will die sooner or later.

The villagers of Shi Village raised her for half a year, and those children accompanied her with laughter for half a year. She had already avenged their deaths and did not have too many worries.

But what she could not forget was the simplicity and beauty that had once been imprinted in her heart.

Especially after these few years of cultivation, there have been constant darkness and disasters.

He is his enemy all over the world, his hands are covered in blood, and he has slaughtered billions of lives, like a demon.

The beauty of the past has become more and more precious.

She knew that the moment she embarked on the path of cultivation, all this beauty and simplicity would be forever away from her.

There was a faint glow between Li Qingyue's brows, the memories of this stone village, simple and beautiful.

All of them turned into indelible marks, branded in her body and soul.

Even above the magic jar platform, there was a phantom with obsession, which was making hand seals and opening up a world above the magic jar barrier.

Those figures belonging to Shicun seemed to still be alive among them.

"Obsession... possessed by the devil?"

Yang Wuzheng had a calm expression, but when he looked at Li Qingyue's face, his heart was slightly shaken.

This is to transform those memories into an indestructible obsession and carve them into the flesh, blood and soul.

"How can I cut off the obsession?"

Yang Wuzheng did not interrupt, nor did he try to persuade her, but the edge on his body became sharper and sharper, with a will that defied the heavens.

"It doesn't matter... I'm still here, I should fight against the heavens and protect her for the rest of her life!"

Yang Wuzheng murmured in his heart, and the first meeting with Li Qingyue seemed to emerge in his mind.

He remembered the girl who was crying and laughing at the same time, and he also remembered the mask with a ghostly face that seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.

I also remember the girl whose body was stained with blood, who stubbornly dug the soil to bury all the villagers in Shi Village.

Looking back now, everything seems like yesterday.

He himself has his own obsession!

I had the thought of protecting you at the beginning, and it is still there, even more unforgettable.

"Let's go!"

Li Qingyue waved her hand and released lines of magic power which transformed into Taoist patterns and were imprinted on the surrounding mountains and rivers.

Then he turned and left without hesitation.

She didn't walk fast, but she followed the footsteps of the past, heading towards the northern region of the Eastern Wilderness step by step.

Back then, Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang walked this road together.

Now I walk the old road again, but with only that wisp of thought, I move forward silently, as if I want to find traces of the past.

"Om..."

There was still a faint glow between Li Qingyue's brows.

In that light, on the barrier of the Demonic Pot Immortal Platform, shadows of obsession seemed to come alive.

There, he made hand seals and opened up one world after another, leaving behind mountains, rivers, traces and figures of the past.

It seems that all memories should be remembered forever.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wuzheng remained speechless.

Just accompany and watch silently.

He seemed to understand that these memories and past events were precious enough for Li Qingyue, who was alone and had no relatives in the world.

It is indeed memorable.

Especially after experiencing those hardships and darkness, these calmness and beauty are like the only light in the endless darkness.

"Flying Fairy Pond!"

Half a year later, the two set foot in the northern region of the Eastern Wilderness, followed the original path, and finally arrived at a place thousands of miles away from the Taichu Ancient Mine.

This is a continuous mountain range, dead silent, desolate and cold, without a trace of life.

Even the rocks were a dark red, as if stained with blood, giving off an unsettling aura.

But when the two of them reached the top of the mountain, the view before their eyes suddenly opened up.

This is an isolated cave, like a small world opened up in the center of the mountains.

Ancient trees support the sky, flowers are fragrant, fairy air lingers, towering mountains and steep cliffs lie across the sky, and vitality is endless, just like a fairyland that has not been tainted by worldly air.

In the center of the cave, there stands a fairy pool shining with fairy light and shadow.

The fairy pond is not big, only a hundred feet in radius, but it is bottomless and exudes a fragrance, just like a fairy spring.

The flying fairy's light and shadow were peerless. It was born from the fairy pond and flew into the sky.

It seems as if I have reached eternity and stepped into the long river of time.

The aura of ancient times is blooming, like a real fairy ascending into the sky, penetrating endless years, and stepping across eternity to become an immortal.

It is precisely this fairy pond, with its fairy light and shadow, that makes this mountain range isolated from the world and a paradise of its own.

This is an extremely peculiar aura and imprint.

There is no corresponding method, and almost no one can get involved.

Especially in Beidou where the source technique has not yet been passed down.

"The Yaochi of the future?"

Stepping into this paradise, Li Qingyue ignored the towering mountains and ancient trees around him, and looked straight at the sacred pool with a calm gaze.

Deep in the sacred pool with the phantom of a flying fairy, a strong and slender figure was lying silently at the bottom of the pool.

This is a fairy pond, filled with chaos, with indescribable creation and vitality, as well as the power of time, making it like a forbidden area of ​​the immortal way.

It is nourishing that figure silently.

Especially the phantom of the flying fairy, which seemed to be the imprint of some extremely ancient Taoist principles, and was repairing the soul in that figure bit by bit.

This is exactly the place of flying immortals that Duan Tiande talked about back then.

"Yan Wushuang..."

Seeing that figure, Li Qingyue felt a sense of melancholy and a sense of sigh in her heart.

In the future, Yan Wushuang will walk out of this place, and will eventually be buried in this fairy pond again with the Queen Mother of the West.

Knowing the future, Li Qingyue had a vague feeling of an indescribable fate and reincarnation.

"Om..."

The light between Li Qingyue's eyebrows suddenly shone brightly, and her soul seemed to be touched by the shadow of the flying fairy in the fairy pond.

The Magic Jar Fairy Platform emerged, and above the Magic Jar barrier, the shadows of flying fairies seemed to fly into endless time along with the light and shadow of the Flying Fairy Pond in front of them.

Pictures bloomed before his eyes.

In the picture, she was holding a piece of fairy source, walking into this place, sinking into the fairy pool, accompanied by Yan Wushuang.

In that piece of immortal source, there seemed to be a figure that was in harmony with the Tao.

Then, she stayed here for several years in the picture, leaving behind many arrangements.

Finally, she saw in the picture again, a man and a woman walking out of the fairy pond hand in hand, dominating the world.

"Are they her descendants?"

Li Qingyue was shocked when she saw the girl's face, but the scene before her eyes disappeared in that instant.

At the same time, she vaguely felt the Art of Crossing the Gods, and at this moment, seemed to have entered a wonderful realm.

"The Art of Crossing the Gods...I see!"

Li Qingyue suddenly realized that, in line with the light and shadow of the flying fairies in this fairy pond, her Divine Crossing Technique seemed to have glimpsed the future.

"The secret of the first word opens up the eight scenes of the primordial spirit, interprets the chaos of heaven and earth, and in a ray of time power, sees through all the possibilities of the future."

"The Crossing God Technique, with the Crossing God, you can transform into a flying fairy light and shadow... The deeper the obsession, the stronger the Crossing God Technique will be. You can even turn your obsession into a fairy, ascend the long river of time, and peek into the future!"

“This is a possibility for the future!”

Li Qingyue understood clearly in her heart, and even saw the direction of the ultimate of the Crossing God Technique.

The obsession is like flying immortal, crossing the years and penetrating through time.

This time, walking the old path again and recalling the past, she unexpectedly got a glimpse of the limits of the Crossing the Gods Technique.

Perhaps it won’t be long before her Divine Crossing Technique can also achieve the Imperial Technique.