He stood in front of the tomb for a long time, and seemed puzzled.

Finally he left, and he asked someone to ask, there was a way to bring the dead back to life.

The young man is extremely powerful, so he has found many strange people.

Unfortunately, although these people have extraordinary means, they still cannot recover the people who have already dissipated their souls and completely lost.

Some people say that true immortals have supreme power and may be able to revive the old people.

The young man believed it, and it happened that the true immortal fruit position was nurtured by heaven and earth.

So, he fought against the ten directions, and his divine blood invaded the void. The contemporary genius and some hidden old monsters were defeated by him, and the true immortal fruit position was also taken into his pocket.

The sky was filled with flowers and the mysterious sound was resounding, and a new martial arts true immortal was born between heaven and earth.

The true immortal of martial arts is invincible in his lifetime, and his power is infinite and difficult to measure.

But in the face of the long river of time that has never changed and always flows forward, he can only say that he is powerless.

Time is flowing, which is a rule that cannot be stopped by heaven and earth itself. How can he stop it or even change it?

The cultivation level of the martial arts true immortal is not enough, far from enough!!

So he began to deduce the next path.

In this way, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the lifespan of his martial arts true immortal has exceeded half.

He did not deduce the future, but he felt relieved.

He no longer practices, sits upright on the top of the world, watching all the changes in the world.

Even if the rest of his life is less than 500,000 years, it is extremely long for ordinary people.

As the tides rise and fall, the dynasty changes, he seems to have understood something as much as he sees it.

Thirty-hundred thousand years later, he stood up from the place where he sat and left.

When he left, countless spiritual plants grew rapidly along the way. This was not because he used some secret technique, but because he accidentally planted willows, but he really realized the power of time.

But it is just some fur. It is far from being able to use this to go upstream and recover the old people over the long river of time.

In the last 200,000 years, he established the Ziyun Holy Land and spent more than 20,000 years to find a woman who is most in line with her eyes to get married and pass on her bloodline.

Unfortunately, even if his bloodline is extraordinary, his descendants cannot live like him.

He sent his wife away and his descendants away. His son spent the longest time with him, and that was an existence that had reached the peak of the eighth level.

After ten thousand years, he just wanted to find a way to break through the true immortal.

However, it seems that there is no way to make breakthroughs besides the Tao fruits nurtured by heaven and earth.

His son looked at his father with white hair, knowing that he had been lonely all his life, but he could only say unfilial and leave.

At this moment, Ziyun True Immortal shed her first tear in her life.

This tear ran through his life.

Everyone in the world says that he, Ziyun True Immortal, has the supreme means, and there is nothing in the world that can hardly get him.

But who knows that he can't do anything about time after all.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred thousand years passed.

Everything in the world changed, and he also reached the last moment of his life.

The traces of the Great Dao have completely eroded his soul and body. At most, less than a thousand years will be left, and he will be about to transform into a Taoist Tao.

In this last thousand years, he revisited his hometown.

Unfortunately, millions of years have passed, and those places have long become nothing similar to the original one.

With decades left, he built a tomb for himself.

Before entering the tomb, he looked at the contemporary saint master of the Ziyun Holy Land at that time, reached out and patted his shoulder, and then turned around and left.

The Holy Lord burst into tears and watched the invincible figure of the Ziyun Holy Land pass away.

After he finished crying, he found that his white hair had turned black again, and all the traces of thousands of years of time had passed on his body were eliminated.

His face was shocked, as if he was puzzled.

And the picture dissipated.

......

"If such a genius has not taken the wrong path, it is possible to reach the ninth level!!" Lin Qianjun's consciousness returned to reality, and his expression also became a little emotional.

At the last moment, Ziyun Zhenxian had already understood some of the great ways related to time.

Unfortunately, when he first accepted the Heaven and Earth Dao Fruit, his own way forward was locked.

Therefore, even if he realized another path leading to the ninth level, he could only regretfully leave.

Lin Qianjun held a tribute to the purple coffin again, and his life experience and insights were given to him without reservation. This gift was afforded by Ziyun Zhenxian.

After closing the stone book, Lin Qianjun jumped out of the coffin.

Just as he closed the coffin again, a purple light flew out of it and instantly fell into his palm and turned into a purple umbrella.

"Ziyun Umbrella?"

Lin Qianjun was stunned. This Ziyun True Immortal's personal belonging would actually choose to follow him.

I don’t know whether it was the last wish of Ziyun True Immortal or the breath of its Ziyun divine body that it wanted to protect the Tao for him.

"Since you chose me, let's go to the peak again." Lin Qianjun smiled, supported Ziyun Umbrella, and walked out of the bedroom.

Situ Kou was waiting outdoors at this time. When he saw Lin Qianjun walking out with an umbrella, he couldn't help but ask: "Senior Jing, have you gained anything?"

Lin Qianjun was waiting for an answer, suddenly, an inexplicable spatial fluctuation came, and the entire area where the tomb was located began to tremble violently.

Purple air spread out from the bedroom like a wave, destroying everything around him.

Lin Qianjun's purple cloud umbrella naturally hangs down a strand of purple air to protect Lin Qianjun, and the shield on Situ Kou's body was instantly destroyed.

Seeing this, Situ Kou leaned shamelessly against Lin Qianjun and hid within the protection range of Ziyun Umbrella.

If he hadn't seen Lin Qianjun's disgusting eyes, he would have even wanted to hug Lin Qianjun directly.

"What's going on?" Situ Kou said in a panic.

"A generation of martial arts true immortals have come to an end. From now on, there will be no Ziyun True Immortals in the world." Lin Qianjun sighed: "Even if the tombs will no longer be preserved, perhaps in a few million years, if the Ziyun Holy Land declines, few people will remember its name."

"Ziyun True Immortal..." Situ Kou murmured, his expression full of shock.

What an honor to witness the end of the peak figure of an invincible era.

Just as he was sighing, Situ Kou saw a pearl flying past in front of him under the waves of purple air, he subconsciously used the magical method of picking stars to poke out his hand.

As the light flashed in the void, the bead fell into Situ Kou's hands.

The magical method of picking stars is indeed extraordinary. Under such circumstances, you can even get things in your hands. If the true immortal of Picking Star is alive, you may be able to use this move to pick stars.

However, even so, Situ Kou's entire palm was completely deprived of a layer of skin, which made him breathe out in pain.

"Hiss... This purple aura is too terrifying. I'm afraid it's not the energy transformed from the real immortal corpse after it is disintegrated!!" Situ Kou tried to heal his injuries, and looked at the purple aura with a greedy light in his eyes.

In his opinion, if such powerful purple aura could be collected, it would definitely be of infinite use.

Lin Qianjun shook his head, a green light flashed between his eyebrows, sprinkling a little energy of vitality, allowing Situ Kou to quickly return to his original state. Then, the purple umbrella in his hand turned, and the purple air directly supported the two of them and rushed out of the tomb.

With the purple umbrella, Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou came outside the tomb without much effort.

The huge tomb was sinking and dissipating at this time, and purple aura spread around it. Everything that touched would be decomposed and disappeared. Soon, the entire tomb had disappeared.

At this time, Lin Qianjun stood in an open space, muttering with a little puzzled expression: "It shouldn't be!!"

It is indeed not necessary. Isn’t the evaluation of the task system “it is easy to enter but difficult to exit”?

But why did he come out so easily?

Situ Kou next to him heard Lin Qianjun's murmur and asked, "Senior Jing, what should you say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures flew over from a distance to Lin Qianjun and the others.

Lin Qianjun was stunned. So that's what he meant?

Does going out here mean the Ziyun Holy Land?

The dozens of figures were very fast, and almost the same time Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou discovered them, they arrived.

Among these people are men and women, but the leader is a woman wearing a purple skirt and also holding a purple umbrella.

She has a very beautiful appearance, her temperament is even more extraordinary, with a faint appearance, and what is even more strange is that she also has the aura of the Ziyun Divine Body.

The purple umbrella in her hand is nearly eighty-point similar in appearance to the purple umbrella in Lin Qianjun's hand.

That's right, this person is the contemporary saint of Ziyun Holy Land, Zhan Han.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in the Ziyun Holy Land??" Zhan Han took a step forward, looked at Lin Qianjun and Situ Kou and asked.

Situ Kou looked embarrassed and dared not answer, but looked at Lin Qianjun.

Could he still explain that we will come to find treasures in your ancestor’s tomb, and then accidentally get rid of your ancestor’s tomb?
To be continued...