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Chapter 109 The only myth!
"Oh it's you!!"

In a mysterious dark space, a noble woman tore up the "Baidi Biography" in her hand and threw it on the ground.

This woman is wearing a Xiapei, beautiful and dignified, with a golden phoenix hairpin on her head, which shines brightly and looks like a small golden arrow.

"Princess calm down!"

In the darkness nearby, several maids in long black dresses knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Spirit Beast Bai Ze! So you are that giant crocodile!"

The emperor gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "Hundreds of years ago, you ruined my great affairs and caused heavy losses to my subordinates."

"At first I thought that you had already disappeared along with the myth, but unexpectedly, you somehow managed to survive."

"More than 30 years ago, you turned into a giant crocodile and killed one of my ministers and a maid. This enmity is irreconcilable!"

"When the time is right, let's settle the old and new grudges together!"

She spoke coldly, full of evil spirits.

"Princess, I beg to see you."

Suddenly, a respectful voice came from outside.

"Enter."

The emperor frowned slightly, and then said calmly.

Soon, a figure in a black robe walked in. He was covered in black mist, looking very mysterious.

The black-robed figure knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Princess, we have found another hero who has the aptitude to be a hegemon. Do you want to help him fight for hegemony?"

The emperor shook her head and said: "Our greatest enemy is still active in the world, so it is not appropriate to make any big moves for the time being."

She raised her head and exhaled slowly, and said softly: "Wait a little longer, after a few more years, he will be completely tired of the hustle and bustle of the world, and go to the deep mountains to retreat and live in seclusion, and he will no longer care about the changing dynasties in the world. "

"At that time, it's time for us to make a move!"

A fierce look flashed in her eyes.

When she successfully supports a puppet and controls a large territory, she can start that plan.

When the time comes, all apparent and potential enemies will be shaken down and completely fall into the mortal world.

"The Dharma-ending age should look like the Dharma-ending age..."

The Empress murmured in a low voice.

She wants to completely eradicate all threats and opponents in the Dharma-ending Era, so that no one can compete with her in the next era.

She is bound to win the position of emperor!

……

In the blink of an eye, another 20 years have passed.

"Boom!"

On this day, Zhou Yan, Bai Ze's second disciple, also reached the pinnacle of the sorcerer's domain, and successfully pulled the Dao of Fire into the sea of ​​sorcery.

"That's right, you have become the No. 1 in the art of the world."

Bai Ze came over and said appreciatively.

"I'm number one? What about the ice statue?"

Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

Has he surpassed that old man?

Not so much.

The other party reached this step 30 years ago, and now that 30 years have passed, the other party will somewhat improve.

Bai Ze sighed, "He died five years ago, and warlocks can't live forever after all."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan's eyes were a bit complicated.

Although the old man had some conflicts with him back then, but now that he has reached this point, he can be regarded as standing side by side with the old man at the peak, and he still has some sympathy for each other. Now that the other party is dead, he is a little sad.

Perhaps this is the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox.

He was silent for a while, as if hesitating, but finally said in a low voice: "Master, I...I want to start a family."

"Why?" Bai Ze was taken aback.

"I'm over 70 years old now. Although I look young, I'm not young anymore. I want to marry a wife and have children, and pass on the incense of my family. And I sometimes... feel lonely."

Zhou Yan lowered his head and said.

"Is that so..."

Bai Ze's eyes froze for a moment. It turned out that this cynical young man gradually knew what it was like to be sad.

He suddenly felt that the passage of time was so real.

"Boom!"

Zhou Yan knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Master, this disciple can't serve you all the time, the grace of preaching and nurturing... I will never forget it!"

In his eyes, there were tears streaming down.

The man in front of him rescued him when he was desperate, took him in, and gave him the first time to rely on when he was wandering since he was a child.

Then, he taught him step by step, so that he gradually gained extraordinary abilities, until now, he has become the number one warlock in the world, standing on the top of the mountains.All of these are given by the master!
Without Master, there would be nothing about him.

Bai Ze took two steps forward, patted the second disciple's head, and said with a gentle smile, "Hehe, it's not like he won't come back forever, why be so sad? The apprentice is going to be a master after all, how can an apprentice spend his whole life with the master?"

"Now that you have reached the pinnacle of the Dao of Art, you should also start a family and start a business. Well, not only do you have to start a family, but you also need to start a business. Maybe you can open up a lineage."

"You are my direct disciple, and you should be orthodox in the way of art. I hope you can continue to work hard to carry forward the way of art."

Zhou Yan raised his head, then nodded heavily.

"Master, don't worry, the way of art will flourish and spread for a long time! Countless years later, people of later generations will still remember your name!"

This is his ambition.

He has nothing to repay his master, the only thing he can do is to carry forward the system of martial arts created by his master.

"Master, the disciple is gone."

Zhou Yan stood up, wiped away tears, then turned around and prepared to go down the mountain.

But Bai Ze held him back.

"Master, is there anything else to explain?"

Zhou Yan asked with some doubts, perhaps because he had cried before, his expression was slightly numb, and he felt a little stunned.

"boom!"

Bai Ze knocked a chestnut on the top of his head, rolled his eyes and said, "Let's go like this? Don't you need to pack your luggage? Who are you waiting for to collect your underpants hanging in the backyard? Teacher, or Shutong?"

"Uh...cough cough, it's because I didn't think carefully, so I'll clean it up now."

Zhou Yan suddenly coughed twice, rubbed his head and started giggling, the man was a teenager until his death, and the sadness of parting was swept away.

On this day, Jiang Shutong cooked a very hearty meal.

Bai Ze summoned his big disciple Lu Sheng, who was traveling abroad, back through voice transmission over thousands of miles, and had a reunion dinner together.

After eating, Lu Sheng and Zhou Yan went down the mountain together.

Both seem to be planning to start a new school.

Before leaving, Bai Ze stuffed a lot of things for the two disciples, such as hibiscus tea, golden peaches, and golden bamboos, all of which were packed with special utensils that contained magical powers of space, and the good things inside were piled up like a mountain.

He is not stingy with his disciples, anyway, he has a lot of these things, and they have little effect on him.

These things will become the capital for the two disciples to start a business, that is, the foundation of the school.

To open up a sect, there must be something at the bottom of the box.

With these things, the two should soon be able to gather a group of like-minded people and teach a large number of outstanding disciples and grandchildren.

"At the end of the day, how should I bless you..."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Bai Ze silently watched the two disciples go down the mountain, with a complicated smile on his face.

He wanted to bless, but didn't know what to say.

He watched the two young figures drifting away, getting smaller and smaller at the end of the mountain road, and finally disappeared into the billowing red dust.

This time, it seems that immortals are separated forever.

His disciple finally returned to the human world, but now, the human world seems to have no room for him.

"Master, I made you hibiscus tea, let's go back."

Jiang Shutong quietly appeared behind Bai Ze, she smiled and said softly.

Bai Ze looked back at her.

The cute little girl back then is now over 60 years old, but she doesn't look old at all, instead she is charming.

Because of eating golden peaches and hibiscus tea, she lived longer than most people and aged slowly.

Now she is no longer stupid.

These years of practice have gradually enlightened her, and she has become a woman with an exquisite mind, mature and intellectual.

"You have been with me for more than 50 years, and they are all about to start a family. Have you ever thought about... getting married?" Bai Ze asked.

"Marry who?"

Jiang Shutong flicked the hair around her ears that was blown by the mountain wind, pursed her lips and said with a light smile: "Should I marry a young man in his 20s, an old man who eats tender grass, or marry a bad old man in his 70s and [-]s, just let it go ?”

Bai Ze was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Yes!

Compared with ordinary people, Jiang Shutong has a long life. Those who are too young are not suitable, and those who are too old are also not suitable.

"Master, I'm different from ordinary women. Maybe I'm naturally dull. I missed the flowering season when I was in my prime, and I never thought about it after that."

There seemed to be stars in Jiang Shutong's eyes, and she smiled brightly: "I will always be with you—I mean, until the end of my life."

A complicated smile appeared on Bai Ze's face.

Then he took a step forward, stepped on the invisible steps, and walked towards the courtyard on the mountainside step by step.

Jiang Shutong smiled and followed.

She looked at the back in front of her, and followed her with light steps, her eyes were as gentle as water.

In fact, she is no different from ordinary women.

It's just that when she was young, she met someone who was too amazing, so she was almost embarrassed to see anyone later...

I never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain.

……

Time flies, and another ten years have passed.

When Jiang Shutong was in his 70s, he even reached the peak of a warlock, pulling the Dao of Wind into the sea of ​​magic.

She is the third peak warlock in the world!

On this day, Bai Ze suddenly felt something, so he took Jiang Shutong to the deep mountain where Qingyangzi lived in seclusion, to visit Qingyangzi.

Today, more than 60 years later, Qingyangzi, who had regained his youth, has become gray-haired again.

Seeing that Shouyuan is approaching.

With the help of Bai Ze many times, he lived for more than 170 years, but he failed to reach the peak of the warlock after all.

"You little girl, you have reached such a state, and... you are still majoring in the Dao of Wind!"

When Qing Yangzi saw Jiang Shutong, a look of self-mockery appeared on his old face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This little girl whom he despised back then actually surpassed him in the field he was best at, it was indeed a bit of a slap in the face.

"It's just a fluke." Jiang Shutong said modestly.

"Hehe, what a fluke! Your ineffective brother is not so lucky, hey."

Qingyangzi sighed, a little hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Back then, that kid had too many distracting thoughts and couldn't get started in the art, so he let the kid raise pigs on the mountain to grind his temper. Who would have thought...

In short, his eldest disciple only learned a little bit of three-legged cat's kung fu in the end, and returned to Qi to inherit the throne.

Fortunately, he accepted another closed disciple 20 years ago.

He learned the lessons of the year, and specially selected the dullest one among several young people with good qualifications.

Hey!Really don't say it!

That kid seemed to be in a daze, but in the end he began to practice magic arts without any distractions and made rapid progress.

In just 20 years, he has learned a lot of his skills. If there is no accident, it will be no problem to use skills to enter Taoism in the future.

As for whether he can reach the peak of the art of art, it depends on fate.

"You and I have known each other for a hundred years, do you have any unfulfilled wish? Maybe I can help you."

Bai Ze looked at Qingyangzi and asked.

Qingyangzi smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the affairs of the world, let the living go about on their own."

Bai Ze nodded and said nothing more.

Half a month later, Qingyangzi passed away.

Many people came to express their condolences, such as Qingyangzi's younger brother Du Hong, old monk Zhixian, and Qingyangzi's collateral descendants in the world...

The king of Qi, who used to raise pigs, was very old. He came to express his condolences in hemp and mourning, and saw his master off as a national funeral.

Although he didn't learn many spells, but the master taught him a lot of principles after all, a teacher for a day, a father for life.

Of course, there may not be no suspicion of showing off.

After all, his master is a good friend of the spirit beast Bai Ze, and if he is filial to the point, at least he has some kindness.

"Zimin, Ziyu, this is your aunt, and she is one of the top experts in the world today, kneel down and kowtow to my aunt!"

King Qi said to the two young girls behind him.

"Meet Auntie!"

"Meet Auntie!"

The two juniors were very discerning, and bowed respectfully to Jiang Shutong, with a look of admiration in their eyes.

They knew since they were young that they had an aunt with great powers who followed the spirit beasts Bai Ze and Bai Di, so they could be regarded as immortal.

"Shutong, the two of them are my favorite heirs, can you teach them? This way Qi will have successors in the future."

The white-haired King Qi looked at his younger sister with a trace of apprehension in anticipation, even a little awe.

Jiang Shutong saw the other party's slight expression in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, there was already a pathetic thick barrier between them...

But in the end, she didn't agree.

Because she doesn't want to accept disciples.

She gave each of the two juniors a golden peach, and then said to her brother Wang: "I don't know how to teach my disciples, so let them go to Shudao Mountain and find my second senior brother Zhou Yan. Just say that I said it. would refuse."

"Shu Dao Mountain!"

King Qi's eyes lit up, and the two children became even more excited.

Shudao Mountain is the orthodox tradition established by the world's number one warlock Huo Zun Zhou Yan ten years ago, with the mission of inheriting and promoting the way of surgery.

At the beginning of its establishment, a large number of top warlocks joined, and in the past ten years, it has recruited many disciples, and geniuses have emerged in large numbers and flourished.

Today, it has become a sacred place for magic arts. Many top magicians come here from hundreds of countries in the world, and they continue to gather there.

Warlocks gathered together, exchanged spells, collided with various ideas, let a hundred flowers bloom, constantly innovated, and created many new spells.

And the younger generation, also under the guidance of many senior figures, stood on the shoulders of giants and made rapid progress.

Shudao Mountain is the Holy Land of Shudao.

Correspondingly, a supreme holy land also appeared in the field of martial arts, which was created by Heavenly Thunder Sword Saint Lu Sheng... Martial Dao Mountain!

Martial Dao Mountain, Shu Dao Mountain.

The two holy lands are like two giants, entrenched in the world, each growing at a speed of snowballing.

Someone once predicted that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and there will be a battle between these two holy places to decide who is the orthodox practice in the world.

But it was soon slapped in the face.

Because the founders of the two holy places have publicly stated that they are actually brothers and their masters are both the spirit beast Bai Ze!
Suddenly, the world was in an uproar.

Only then did everyone know that martial arts and martial arts have the same origin, and their founders are the same person - the spirit beast Bai Ze!
It is shocking that one person has created two major systems, but everyone is relieved when they think of that person.

The spirit beast Bai Ze, he is a myth!
He is electricity, he is light, he is the only myth!
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