Boundless Sky

Can you imagine a group of cultivators driving a tractor driving wildly on the sea?

Above the surging sea, black smoke billowed, dozens of walking tractors were running wildly in the ocean at a speed faster than a sports car, without fear of thunder and waves, riding horses and dashing towards the depths of the East China Sea.

Over the East China Sea, thousands of cultivators, driving their flying instruments, followed all the way, and were very excited to watch this unique walking tractor competition.

Cheng Hao rubbed his forehead, and finally confirmed his previous judgment. As expected, the monks in this world all have an amusing attribute!

He can understand the flying sword competition, but what the **** is the walking tractor competition?

Wow! Missiles, artillery, and laser weapons were all modified into tractors by this group of teasers. In this scene, Nima ruined three views.

Venerable White and Song Shuhang and others had a great time driving a hand-held tractor. Cheng Hao thought for a while, and finally did not show up to meet them. Instead, he gave a brief message to a few people who knew him. They are going to explore the sea of ​​stars on their own, and will not come back in a short time.

After that, without paying attention to how other people reacted, Cheng Hao left a jade slip of practice technique in Shuhang’s room, thanking him for his hospitality during this period of time. After stretching for a while, he opened it. Through function of the right eye.

This time, he was going to the world of Yangshen, saying, Hong Yi is the first friend he made. With the speed of promotion of Yangshen in six years, he should be invincible on Yangshen now. ?

...

Above the East China Sea, the happily Venerable White who was driving a walking tractor, felt a little sad after receiving the news that Cheng Hao had left.

"It's a rare pity to meet an interesting fellow with similar interests and hobbies, and to leave so soon!"

As for Song Shuhang, who was in the competition, he didn't have much reaction. The seniors are experts. It's normal to go out and explore. Maybe he will be back someday.

As for Jing Croton Dou, who was locked in his room by True Monarch Huangshan and couldn't go out, he felt the most heartache.

"Wang~~ Senior Haotian, why are you leaving now? Anyway, it's not too late for you to save me and leave!"

After wailing for a moment, Jing Croton Dou suddenly turned his eyes, and then a fascinating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, Senior Haotian went to explore the stars and the sea, and it is estimated that he will not be back in a short time. I will transform into his appearance when I am in shape. Isn't it beautiful?"

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Plane of Yang God!

Xishan is a large mountain outside Yujing City, with a radius of nearly a hundred miles. Although it is not majestic, it is also dense with dense forests, complex terrain, and numerous hills, with flowing springs and waterfalls, as well as rocky mountains and forests.

There are many foxes, wolves and beasts in the mountains. Every winter, some princes and nobles go hunting in the mountains.

At the foot of the West Mountain, there is a dilapidated temple called Qiuyue Temple. It is now the time when the sky is dark, and the north wind roars, and the walls on all sides creak.

In the courtyard of the temple's side hall, basil was all over the ground, withered grass was rolled up by the wind, and it was desolate.

"This temple is more desolate than it was when I came last time. I don't know how long it has been since I left."

Standing in front of the temple, Cheng Hao was silent for a long time. When he came last time, there was an ordinary old monk in this temple. But now, things are not humans, and the temple is dependent on them, but the old people are no longer there.

With a sigh, Cheng Hao walked along the Xishan path, step by step towards the mountains. Since he is here, he is going to go to Xishan again to pay tribute to his nominal parents in this realm.

In the deep mountains, there were several screams, like wolves and foxes, mixed in the night breeze, and like night owls.

When he came for the first time, he still had a sense of caution in his heart, but now he is returning to the old place, with less fear and more emotion.

The tomb of Cheng Dingguo and his wife was unexpectedly clean. It was not overgrown with weeds and dust as he had imagined. It seemed that there were people who often came here to clean.

"Two, I'm here again."

In the past, I was in a low state, and I couldn't see what the two people buried in front of me had to do with him. I didn't even understand whether anyone was buried here in this cemetery.

But now, when he came to this Xishan cemetery again, in front of the tomb of Ding Guohou and his wife, Cheng Hao smiled, because in this cemetery, no one exists at all, here is just an empty grave.

In other words, when Cheng Hao first crossed the world of Yangshen, he obtained the status of Xiaohouye, purely because the Haotian Mirror consumed his luck to obtain a false identity for him. In this world of Yangshen, there is no fixed state. Hou Mansion.

After standing in front of the tombstone for a long time, Cheng Hao sighed. Originally, he came here to completely determine the cause and effect. In the end, there was no cause and effect at all.

"I've been watching it for so long, Brother Hong Yi, won't you come out and meet?"

Turning his head, Cheng Hao looked towards the side of the mountain range, where, on top of a towering giant tree, a Hong Yi dressed in a green shirt, from far to near, came in an instant.

"Brother Cheng, you really are still alive!"

Standing in front of the mausoleum, Hong Yi kept looking at Cheng Hao up and down. He hadn't seen him for several years. The brother Cheng, who seemed to him unfathomable at the beginning, was still as powerful as the sea, even if he is now half-footed. It was beyond the horizon, but it still gave him an unpredictable feeling.

Looking at the face of Hong Yi, who was still more mature and powerful, Cheng Hao smiled and waved his hand. A round table and two stools appeared outside the tomb.

Sitting on the stool casually, Cheng Hao beckoned to Hong Yi, motioning him to come forward and sit down.

Hong Yi smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, not restrained, sitting on the stool, looking at Cheng Hao quietly, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Cheng Hao looked around at the deep and gloomy night view of Xishan, and then sighed, "This Xishan is still the place where I and Hong Yi met for the first time."

"Yeah, I was a concubine who was not welcome in the Hou Mansion at that time, and Brother Cheng, you are a powerful martial arts expert. In this western mountain, we also obtained the cultivation method of Yang Shen for the first time! "

Hearing Cheng Hao talked about the past, Hong Yi was also embarrassed. His expression showed the color of memories, and he seemed to have a lot of emotion.

"Yeah, here, it can be regarded as the starting place for our cultivation." Cheng Hao nodded, and then pointed to the Qiuyue Temple under the mountain, "Now that I come back again, the old monk in that temple is no longer there. I just don't know. , The original concubine Yuan and Bai Ziyue, are they still in the world?"

"Concubine Yuan and Brother Bai are Lei Jie Guixian, they have long been free from the mystery of life and death. Brother Cheng has only been away for ten years. For them, it is just a retreat."

Hong Yi smiled, then his gaze condensed, and he stared at Cheng Hao closely, and asked word by word: "I just don't know, where did Brother Cheng go over the years? With the strength that I am about to reach the other shore now, Can't detect a trace of Brother Cheng!"

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