Chapter 456

Can you imagine the scene of a group of practitioners driving a walking tractor on the sea?

On the sea with surging waves, black smoke billows. Dozens of walking tractors gallop in the sea faster than sports cars. Fearless of thunder and waves, they gallop on their horses and rush towards the deep East China Sea.

In the sky above the East China Sea, tens of thousands of practitioners, flying with their magic weapons, were very excited to watch this unique walking tractor competition.

Cheng Hao rubbed his forehead, and finally determined his previous judgment. All the monks in this world have the attribute of funny comparison!

He can understand the flying sword race, but what's the ghost of the walking tractor race?

Whoa! Wipe! Missiles, cannons and laser weapons were all refitted into tractors by this group of Dobby. This scene, really NIMA destroyed three views.

Bai zunzhe and song Shuhang and others were having a lot of fun driving a walking tractor. Cheng Hao pondered for a moment. At last, he didn't show up to meet them. Instead, he gave a simple message to a few acquaintances, telling them that they were going to explore the star sea and would not come back in a short time.

After that, he didn't pay attention to the reaction of others. Cheng Hao left a jade slip of Gongfa in Shuhang's room, which was to thank him for his hospitality during this period of time. After stretching, he opened the crossing function of his right eye.

This time, he prepared to go to the world of Yang God. In other words, Hong Yi is the first friend he made. With the speed that he achieved the promotion of Yang God after six years of metamorphosis, he should be invincible in the aspect of Yang God now?

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on the East China Sea, Bai Zun, who was enjoying himself driving a walking tractor, felt a little disappointed when he received the news that Cheng Hao was leaving.

"It's hard to meet an interesting Taoist friend with similar interests. It's a pity to leave so soon."

As for song Shuhang, who is in the competition, he didn't have much reaction. It's normal for senior people to go out and explore. Maybe he will come back one day.

As for Jingba Doudou, who was shut up in his room by Huangshan Zhenjun and could not go out, was most distressed.

"Wang ~ ~ master Haotian, why are you leaving now? It's not too late for you to get me out

Wailing for a moment, Jingba Doudou suddenly turned his eyes, and then his mouth showed a faint smile.

"Haha, master Haotian is going to explore the sea of stars. I don't think he will come back in a short time. I'll transform myself into his appearance. Isn't it a pleasure?"

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the surface of Yang God!

Xishan Mountain is a big mountain outside Yujing city. It is nearly a hundred Li round. Although it is not majestic, it is also thickly forested and has complex terrain. There are many peaks, such as flowing springs and waterfalls, as well as Rocky Mountain forests.

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

At the foot of the western mountain, there is a dilapidated temple named Qiuyue temple. Now it is dark in the sky. The north wind is howling and the walls around it click.

Inside the courtyard of the temple side hall, Penghao is all over the ground, and the withered grass is rolled up by the wind, which is desolate.

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

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 the temple. But now, things are different, and the temple is there, but the old man has disappeared.

With a sigh, Cheng Hao walked along the west mountain path, step by step toward the middle of the mountain. Since he was here, he was ready to go to the west mountain again to pay a memorial ceremony to his parents in the name of the world.

Deep in the mountains, came a few shrill howls, like wolves like foxes, mixed in the night wind, and like owls.

When he came for the first time, he still had a sense of prudence in his heart. Now, when he revisited his hometown, he had less fear and more emotion.

The tomb of Cheng Dingguo and his wife was clean beyond his expectation. It was not the weeds and dust in his imagination. It seemed that someone often came here to clean it.

"Two, I'm here again."

In the past, I was too low to see the relationship between the two men buried in front of them and him. I even didn't understand whether anyone was buried here in the cemetery.

Now, when he comes to the Xishan cemetery again, in front of the tomb of the Duke and his wife of Dingguo, Cheng Hao laughs because there is no one in the cemetery. Here, it is just an empty grave.

That is to say, when Cheng Hao first crossed to the world of Yang God, he acquired the identity of a little marquis. Haotianjing consumed Qi and got him a false identity. In this world of Yang God, there was no royal marquis.

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

"After watching for so long, brother Hong Yi, don't you come out to see you?"

Turning around, Cheng Hao looks toward the side of the mountain. There, on top of a giant tree, a blue shirt of Hong Yi comes from far to near in an instant."You are still alive, brother Cheng!"

Standing in front of the mausoleum, Hong Yi keeps looking at Cheng Hao. He hasn't seen him for several years. At the beginning, brother Cheng, whose strength was immeasurable to him, is still as powerful as an abyss. Even though he has half stepped into the other side of the river, it still gives him a feeling that he can't speculate.

Looking at Hong Yi, who is still more mature and powerful, Cheng Hao smiles and waves his hand. A round table and two stools appear outside the tomb.

Sitting on the stool at will, Cheng Hao beckons to Hong Yi and signals him to sit down.

Hong Yi smiles at the corner of his mouth, but he is not restrained. He sits on the stool and looks at Cheng Hao quietly, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Cheng Hao looked around the deep and dark night scene of Xishan Mountain, then sighed, "this western mountain is the place where I and brother Hong Yi met for the first time."

"Yes, at that time, I was an unwelcome son in Hou's residence. Brother Cheng, you are a powerful martial arts man. In this western mountain, we also obtained the cultivation method of Yang God for the first time."

Hearing that Cheng Hao talked about the past, Hong Yi was also filled with regret. His expression showed a look of recollection, which seemed to have a lot of emotion.

"Yes, it can be regarded as the starting place of our practice." Cheng Hao nodded, then pointed to the Qiuyue temple at the foot of the mountain. "Now I come back again. The old monk in the temple is no longer there. I just don't know if the original imperial concubine yuan and Bai ziyue are still in the world?"

"Imperial concubine yuan and elder brother Bai are ghosts of thunder robbery. They have already got rid of the mystery of life and death. Brother Cheng has only been away for ten years. For them, it is just a closed door."

Hong Yi smiles. Then he stares at Cheng Hao and asks, "I just don't know where brother Cheng has been these years? With the strength that I'm about to land on the other side of the river, I can't detect a trace of brother Cheng! "

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