Chapter 4686

Lao Zun!

Jian Wushuang suddenly woke up and sweat poured from his temples.

The pain that burns to the extreme in the meridians of the whole body disappears and is replaced by cold nothingness.

He shook his hand. The avenue representing the ancestral level had long dissipated, and the Qi had been returned to the heavens and regions.

From now on, he will have no connection with the whole divine universe.

"Is it worth all this to find the almost ethereal research pole?" He asked himself, but no one could give him the answer, and everything could not be turned back.

Put on a green shirt, jianwushuang walked out of the inner hall slowly and came to the main hall of Yunxiao palace.

At this time, the king of Jiujie in Yunxiao palace, elder Xuebo and others gathered here and didn't leave. They were stunned to see the unparalleled sword appear, and then they all ran over.

"Zeus, you're fine, just fine!" Elder Xuebo's eyes were red and looked at the sword very reluctantly.

The king of Jiujie still had few words, but the concern in his eyes betrayed his expressionless face.

Sword matchless smiled, "it's all right. I can't die for the time being, but I won't succeed Zeus from today. Zeus will succeed from everyone here."

"No, I don't agree!" Elder Xuebo directly objected, "unparalleled palace master, you are the only God of the universe, and you can only be competent. This is by no means our choice, but the choice made by the way of heaven!"

"We don't agree, Lord Zeus." Longyan and Longchi nodded at the same time.

Jian Wushuang smiled, "I have returned all the luck of heaven. From today on, heaven will make a choice from each of you."

With that, he raised his hand and returned the ancestral breath deposited by the Dragon Emperor Linhe to Longyan and Longchi. At the same time, he gave all the half ancestors the heavenly Qi that he was unwilling to leave.

At this time, as like as two peas, I was starving in the silent cloud Miyamauchi Hibikitetsu, and then a figure appeared exactly like a sword.

The four eyes were opposite, and the sword was unparalleled. He gently waved to the real shadow.

Then, the real shadow of the clay fetus turned into a flash of streamer and swept into his palm.

The streamer with huamang is as big as broad bean and moves regularly as the heart.

"What is this?" Elder Xuebo wondered.

The sword whispered, "this is my past."

Then he said, "gentlemen, I'm going to leave for a few days and go to the lower boundary. Get rid of some trifles. "

"This time, I'll go with you." The king of nine robbers said quietly and firmly.

Jian Wushuang nodded and agreed.

Walking out of the Yunxiao palace, he finally looked back at the vast Yunxiao palace, and then walked step by step to the heavens.

"Has it been decided?" Among the layers of heaven and the world, the king of Jiujie looked ahead.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "after I send the past to the lower boundary, I'm ready to leave."

"Whenever you come back, you must remember that we are all waiting for you." The king turned his head and said to him.

Jian Wushuang smiled, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "I know."

The universe of divine power is vast and limitless, and it contains all the worlds of the heavens. However, the world with the largest base number still belongs to the mortal world with thin aura.

Sitting in the clouds, the sword peerless looked at the streamer in the palm of his hand, and the past came to his mind.

Once the past is put into reincarnation, his millions of years of memory and obsession will also disappear.

But the sword matchless still threw it resolutely.

"You don't want to leave him in the cloud palace in order to leave him on earth?" The king of Jiujie didn't understand, "do you know that his longevity is up to a hundred years? Not even the slightest edge? "

He said slowly, "it's a good thing to be able to enter reincarnation."

The king of Jiujie shook his head reluctantly, and then said, "let's go. I'll go to the lower world with you to see where he will go."

……

White House, Changping County.

With a baby's cry, the rainstorm that hasn't stopped for ten days finally stops, and the world is clear.

Lanterns and lanterns were decorated inside and outside the White House, and red lanterns spread for tens of miles. Every servant was full of joy. After carefully accepting the reward from the housekeeper, they said peace to each other.

In November, the pregnant lady finally gave birth to a son. At the same time, the flood that spread almost the whole county and city also retreated, which surprised everyone for a moment.

The news that anyone who goes to Baifu to say a word of color can receive ten Wen happy money spread. For a time, the people poured water around the gate of Baifu.

At the same time, two bodies in plain clothes walked forward in the long corridors and pavilions of Baifu, but the hurried domestic servants did not see them.

"The boy who has entered reincarnation, aren't you? Or your past? " One of them was a young man who looked like a God and asked.

The other young man, who was a little thin and with his eyes in awe, replied, "it's me, but it's not me. He's an independent little guy since he left my body."

The king of nine robbers smiled quietly, "since you say he is an individual existence different from you, how about I give him immortal roots and let him worship me as a teacher? In this way, even if you leave, there will be successors in the cloud palace. "

"No, nine robbers." Sword matchless helpless, "in this way, too many hidden dangers may be exposed. Even I don't know the consequences of stripping him out of my body. It's better to let him step into reincarnation safely."

"Well, it's up to you." The king of Jiujie joked, "who makes you the God of Zhou."

"It's not after today. I think daoyan should be competent for the position of Zhou God."

"Has it been decided?"

Jianwushuang nodded and looked at him at the same time. "Jiujie you will be my last card in the universe."

The king of Jiujie nodded slightly, "I see."

While they were talking, they had walked from the corridor to a wing room.

Entering through the door, there is only a couple in such a large wing room at the moment.

"Madam, you are lucky and bitter." In front of the half draped bed, a middle-aged man held the woman's palm and whispered.

The woman smiled, pursed her lips and said, "misfortune is bitter."

In the damask covered shaker, a baby with red lips and white teeth was staring at a pair of round eyes and looking at each other curiously.

The king of Jiujie made a face and then pointed his finger on the little guy's forehead.

Wisps of gentle divine power poured into his brain.

"Since you don't want me to give this boy immortal roots, I'll let him live to the end of his life, live to 500 years old, and have children and grandchildren without disease and disaster..."

The little guy giggled, and the first baby tooth began to grow on the pink gums.

Jianwushuang also smiled, and crystal tears fell silently from his eyes.

"Jiujie, let's go."

"OK."