The Ancient Saint Emperor of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 37: The Dragon Girl's Appointment, Returning to Zhongzhou

The night moon is cold, the sky and earth are empty, the snow-capped mountains in the north are covered in silver, and only the slight sound of the wind can be heard.

The scenery in the distance was not very real in the night. The clouds were undulating like the sea, extending to the end of the red earth.

In the desolate world, two people walked side by side. They strolled along the way, feeling a sense of tranquility and peace.

"Dongfang Taiyi, do you believe in past lives and future lives?" His Highness Wanlong suddenly asked after an unknown amount of time.

Wang Hongwu's eyes flashed, and he thought of Duan De and Ming Zun, and turned his head involuntarily: "Although I don't resist past and present lives, I believe in the present more. The so-called past and future are just bridges grafted onto the present, and they have changed because of me.

When I turn my back on the past, I am in the future; when I face the future, I am its past; everything is based on the present, I only believe in this life, the dignity of this world.

"Invincible in this life? This is really the expected answer." His Highness Wanlong was not surprised. This is the basic consensus of the strong. They do not believe in the past and the future, and only respect the invincible in the present world.

She reached the summit of a snowy mountain and stood beneath a stand of winter plum blossoms. Suddenly, she gazed into the distance, a look of reminiscence in her eyes as she spoke, "My father once lamented the loneliness of the years after attaining enlightenment. Yesterday is gone and cannot be retained. When the flowers bloom again, will one look back and see if things remain the same? Perhaps only becoming an immortal can redeem this."

"Time cannot be reversed, there is no way to look back, and once you take a step forward, you can only move forward." Wang Hongwu smiled. His Highness Wanlong felt that his eyes were very gentle, but the distance between them was even farther.

This man pursues too many things and wants too much. Can he really have room for anything else?
"Dongfang Taiyi, why did you choose this path?" His Highness Wanlong sighed.

"There are thousands of paths, but for every person there are only two: right and wrong. The path I take will not be wrong, and everything I pay for it is worth it, even if it means my death." Wang Hongwu responded calmly.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence. The two of them just stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain, under the winter plum blossoms, gazing at the flowing clouds, stars and moon in the distance.

After a while, a gentle breeze came, bringing with it a few snowflakes, rippling Her Highness Wanlong's hair, and also bringing her voice.

“Every time I see you, I wonder why my father sealed me away.

Until that day, I saw you overcoming the tribulation. You fought against Father's Dao Hen and did not lose the upper hand. You even fought one against two. The shock it caused to me was no less than a bolt from the blue.

Because in my heart, my father is invincible. He will not be defeated, let alone tie with others, let alone join forces with another person to attack, but you did it.

At that time, I felt that the shadow of my father in my heart was shaken by someone. It was you who made me understand that my father’s original intention was not for me to become him, but to surpass him!
Learn from him, become him, and surpass him.

Taiyi, thank you. It is you who made me understand these things and let me see the hope of the revival of Longchao. It is also because of this that my opinion of you has changed, and I even have some other feelings. Perhaps you will not understand this feeling, because you always give me a feeling that I do not belong to this land.

The vast earth cannot grow narrow love. Taiyi, come on, satisfy my desire to fight and give me the answer in the battle.

Let me see the difference between you and my father, okay?"

His Highness Wanlong spoke slowly, and the obscuring mist dissipated, revealing a beautiful body with waist-length purple hair, beautiful eyebrows and big eyes, pink lips and jade-like skin. His limbs, which were tied with bells, were snow-white and delicate, and his face was dreamy and full of spirit.

This is a woman who looks very charming, but she is actually very proud and even a little stubborn.

The daughter of the Ten Thousand Dragon Emperor, Dragon Girl.

Listening to these words, Wang Hongwu felt a little complicated. He vaguely sensed something, but he just raised his hand and said, "Okay, Your Highness, then... come!"

Boom! Instantly, purple and blue torches ignited in the field, a scene created by the boiling blood and smoke. The strength they displayed was comparable, and they all intentionally controlled it within this range.

The heavy snow falling all over the sky melted because of them, and brilliant waves of light spread from between their palms and fingers, stirring, clashing, exploding, until rushing into the distance.

The two men fought in the snow-capped mountains, faster than lightning. Secret techniques and Taoist magic surged together, impacting all directions. Although it was not a life-and-death fight, but just a small-scale confrontation, it also showed their transcendent demeanor. The heaven and earth resonated with their every move, and strange phenomena followed.

There are green dragons flying in the sky, coiling around the Yi wood to form a forest; there are purple bells covering the ground, composing a song to ask for the way and chase the immortals.

The clouds are hazy, and the Great Wall is ancient, forming the upright backbone of the universe; the purple air is rolling, and the dragon's nest is vicissitudes of life, resembling a chaotic chicken egg at the beginning of the world; the two phantoms are intertwined, like a dream, as if different histories are colliding.

The two men fought from the sky to the ground, and then into a valley. This was a collision of Tao. Auspicious air descended from the sky, auspicious light emerged from the ground, and lotus flowers floated all over the sky, interweaving one wonderful scene after another.

The scriptures and magical powers of the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest are presented and performed in the hands of the Dragon Girl. This is not just a fight, but also a teaching.

The incomplete form of the Heavenly Venerable was in operation, with the Great Wall protecting him and dragons roaming across the land. Wang Hongwu was also learning to master it. His moves were getting faster and faster, and more and more similar. With a flick of his five fingers, it was as if he had turned into a huge purple bell, sending out hundreds of sound wave ripples.

Behind the two of them, a forbidden vision appeared. Eight waterfalls of purple light appeared in succession, stretching across the sky and the earth, looking down upon the crowd.

The Eight Forbiddens are the most basic qualities for people at their level. Logically speaking, after breaking through a new realm, the forbidden numbers need to be accumulated and practiced again. It is impossible to keep the previous ones, which have completely different difficulty and accumulation.

However, compared to their extraordinary talents, they can usually recover quickly after breaking the calamity. After all, their imperial scriptures and magical powers in all aspects are top-notch, and there is very little that needs to be made up.

Not far away, mountain flowers are in full bloom, blooming everywhere. The colorful flowers are even more exceptionally colorful, and the rich fragrance makes people feel refreshed and as if they are in a fairyland.

The Dragon Girl spun around and began to dance lightly, like the fairy Guanghan, graceful and charming. She danced under the moonlight, and then made a powerful move. The sound of the bells tied to her hands and feet was lingering in the ears, and her charm was endless and intoxicating.

Wang Hongwu stood with his hands behind his back, like a dragon rising and a phoenix falling, with an unrestrained and calm manner like chasing the sun and the moon. He swung his fists in the wind and snow, fighting back fiercely. The thundering tsunami stirred up by the surging blood and energy made the whole world echo.

In a trance, the two did not seem to be fighting, but rather flirting. There was a softness in the contact between their bodies, without any murderous intent or fighting intention.

Can you really feel the communication in battle and the contact under the concept?
can.

Definitely.

Their high spirits, their grand ambitions, their joys and sorrows, their hate and love, responsibility and commitment, pursuit and concerns, yearning and nostalgia, all appeared in the exchange of fists.

The Dragon Girl does not belong to this time. She is a princess of the ancient emperor who has been preserved, and she is naturally lonely. Wang Hongwu does not belong to this ancient history. He is a butterfly that traveled through time, and his heart is always filled with the loneliness of being a stranger in a foreign land.

Similar people and similar things attract and resonate with each other here, reaching a tacit understanding.

I know your loneliness, and you understand my loneliness. We are not bound by the same generation, so this may be a kind of fate.

"Taiyi, do you know? Women's sixth sense is always very accurate. I know you are hiding something from us, but that's not a bad thing, so I don't care. I just hope you can put the tribe first." The dragon girl noticed the change in the atmosphere, and she exchanged palms with Wang Hongwu, and the two separated.

The strong wind messed up the mountains, and a crystal bud floated down and landed between her fingers, making her look even more extraordinary.

Wang Hongwu didn't hide anything when he heard this. He sighed softly, "I do have a secret, but it's not something that will harm the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. Regardless, this place has been kind to me, and I will definitely repay it. However, at times, I also have my own difficulties. When the time is right, I will reveal it."

"I know what kind of person you are. Since you don't tell me, I won't ask.

Next year, the plum blossoms here will bloom, hanging under the silver moon, dancing for the stars, and there will be someone waiting here. "The Dragon Girl looked at him quietly and handed him the flower bud. She saw far more than the Qiankun Zuwang and Qianlun Tianwang. The children of the ancient emperors are always different.

"I will come back." Wang Hongwu slowly reached out to take the flower bud, put it away solemnly, turned his head, and faced the dragon girl with his back. For the first time, he felt that he was too deeply entangled with the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest and owed too much. How should it end in the future?
The moon was setting in the west, the wind was blowing, the snow was rolling, and the fragrance of orchids wafted from the cliff. Wang Hongwu went away, leaving behind a beautiful figure looking into the distance.

He left without looking back and disappeared into the horizon.

There, a purple figure silently clasped her hands together, facing the cold plum and silver moon, and prayed in the heavy snow.

Year after year, year after year, golden branches and jade dew always meet.

On the other side, Wang Hongwu was flying faster and faster, as if he wanted to get rid of all distracting thoughts and emotions. His expression kept changing, his dragon horns disappeared, the green light was restrained, his hair turned from purple to red, his eyes became more and more sharp, his dragon eyebrows were flying, his nose was high and his lips were thin, and his whole body exuded a masculine and heroic temperament.

A golden light as hot as the sun descended from the sky and covered his body, like the Son of the Sun God coming to the world and walking on earth.

"Zhongzhou, Ziwei Sect, I'm back." Wang Hongwu, who changed his appearance and temporarily took off his identity as Dongfang Taiyi, stepped out of the mountain top. The descendant of Wanlong temporarily disappeared, and the Son of the Sun God reappeared in the mortal world.

The next time I come back to the Eastern Wasteland, I will have to wait until he becomes a powerful being.

One year is enough.

He will come back when the plum blossoms bloom.

When the mountain flowers were blooming, she smiled in the bushes.

·
Zhongzhou, the center of the Five Realms, is adjacent to the Eastern Wasteland. It has been in turmoil in recent days and people are talking about it.

"Have you heard? A man named Dongfang Taiyi has risen in the Eastern Wilderness. He's no less powerful than the Son of the Sun God here, and he's caused a huge stir!"

"It's been really unusual lately. There are always heroes emerging from the youth."

"I haven't seen the Son of the Sun much lately. Rumor has it he's been handling internal affairs of the sect. He even unearthed some resources a while ago, filling a gap in the Purple Star Sect."

Even far away in Zhongzhou, many creatures were paying attention to this battle, especially the Valley of Gods, the Blood and Lightning Clan, and the Green Ghost Clan.

This battle left those who killed uneasy and although it has been a long time, it still sends chills down many people’s spines.

"After this battle, in the period when the saint does not appear, there will not be many people who dare to provoke Dongfang Taiyi." This is the voice of many people, and they are all terrified.

"Fortunately, he was trapped in the Taichu Ancient Mine, and his life or death is unknown."

"He probably died there. Even the Great Sage narrowly escaped death when he entered. How could he possibly survive? It's a pity that the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron were lost."

"I think the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest is the one that suffered the most. They lost everything, but it's not a big deal. After all, if Dongfang Taiyi really came back alive, they would be in big trouble and would be targeted to death."

"I'm looking forward to the Son of the Sun God making some big moves. There are always people comparing the two of them, but our Zhongzhou's master is the real master. The Son of the Sun God must be stronger than Dongfang Taiyi. Let's make some noise quickly."

In Tianfang, many people were talking about it. Some were happy, some were worried, and some were even afraid that the world would be in chaos.

In the corner, Wang Hongwu listened silently and had an idea in his mind. It seemed that the fragments of the Immortal Cauldron had really stirred up the entire Beidou. Too many people were staring at him, so Dongfang Taiyi really needed to hide for a while.

It is just right now, it is time for the Son of the Sun to be reborn and create glory again. After all, I can't lose to myself.

Tianfang, a wandering place, was built by the ancestral kings of all races. It is a huge trading place that appears above the major cities in the five major domains. One day, it arrived above Tianlong City in Zhongzhou.

"Oh! Tianfang is here again. Hurry up and prepare the supplies for the trade. I heard that the followers of Ziwei Sect will also be here this time. Once those humans arrive, they will probably clash with the Xiong Clan. It will be exciting to watch."

Below, many creatures soared into the sky with supplies to trade for what they needed. There was a large dark mass in the sky that seemed to be a piece of land, floating like a dark cloud, casting a large shadow on the ground. That was the true appearance of Tianfang.

Tianfang was bustling with people, and there were creatures everywhere, from all races. There were many stalls filled with all kinds of rare treasures.

Wang Hongwu walked around and saw quite a few good things. Bauhinia divine copper, red refined copper essence, five-colored ancient vines, star meteorite iron, green copper gold essence, red chalcedony and other precious materials were all displayed.

Even the Xuanhuang Stone that could evolve a small world appeared. He was quite tempted and went forward to trade. The stall owner was a powerful man from the Yunlan clan. He showed no expression when he saw that he was a human. He just asked for the divine source in exchange and did not make things difficult for him.

Wang Hongwu readily took out the divine source and exchanged it for the Xuanhuang Stone, preparing to use it to practice his magical powers and to create a "world in the palm of his hand" in a clever way. When the time comes, he can imprison the enemy inside, and many of Dongfang Taiyi's methods and tools will come in handy.

Otherwise, you will always be fighting secretly outside, which will not be fun.

"The people from Ziwei Sect have arrived." At this moment, there was a slight commotion in the field, and many creatures cast their eyes into the distance, where a group of followers appeared. They came under the leadership of the saint of the Human King Palace to trade for the supplies they needed.

"They've been having a hard time lately. Many of their resources have been blocked by the Hundred Races Alliance, forcing other races not to trade with them. This has put the Ziwei Cult in dire straits."

"It's just a fight, open or covert. It depends on who can hold out. If that Sun God's Son's temper gets out, he'll definitely cause trouble for these guys."

"The Green Ghost Clan, the Blood Lightning Clan, the Divine Valley Clan, and the Fallen Feather Clan, these four clans are the most targeted enemies right now. The atmosphere is full of tension."

Creatures began to speak one after another. Ever since the initial battle, the conflict between the two sides had been exposed. The Alliance of Hundreds of Races, headed by the four royal and fierce clans, had been constantly suppressing the Ziwei Sect, and the conflict between the two sides was very fierce.

It was only because of the mediation of the Flower-Fruit Mountain that the semi-saints and saints could not take action, so a lot of the situation was under control. Otherwise, there would probably be no peace in the battlefield outside the sky.

"Ha, you're still dreaming of coming here to replenish your supplies? Let's see who dares to sell you things today!" "We have plenty of resources. We can buy whatever we like. No one can argue with that."

Soon, the teams of the Green Ghost Clan and the Fallen Feather Clan arrived. They had long been eyeing the Ziwei Cult and were acting in an overbearing and domineering manner, clearly intending to stir up trouble and obstruct them.

Wang Hongwu frowned when he saw this, and stood up to step forward.

At this moment, in another corner of Tianfang, in the stall belonging to the saint from outside the domain, two figures wrapped in black robes also looked over.

An old man in a black robe whispered, "Your Highness, they are human, and seem to have migrated here from the Ziwei Star Region. The others are called royal families, and are considered descendants of saints. They are far from being comparable to you."

"I know that the reason for coming to Beidou this time is, first, to investigate the previous battle between the Jidao Divine Weapons; second, to come here to collect the relics of the predecessors of my Holy Spirit Clan. There are many great Holy Spirits born in this world, and they have left behind many relics."

The creature called His Highness nodded proudly, aiming directly at the legacy of the Holy Spirit of Beidou. He came here under orders from the depths of the starry sky.

Here I come, thank you for your support, muah


(End of this chapter)