Eternal Gate

night.

Hongchen Road.

Zhao Yun is like a lonely wild ghost, wandering in the dark.

Compared to the past, he is now much older, with disheveled hair and stubble on his mouth. His deep eyes have become turbid. For decades, he has not closed his eyes, knowing that his body is full of scars. Even the primordial soul was gradually defeated, and his energy was exhausted.

So, this is a dead end.

There are primordial spirits like him, so miserable, let alone other mortals.

Ahead.

Then came an old tree, still with dry branches.

Zhao Yun staggered over, sat weakly under the tree, and fell asleep tired, letting the wind whistle, fluttering his long hair again and again, but also slapped his face again and again.

Sixty years.

He is already on Hongchen Road, and he has a complete armour.

But the road ahead is still elusive, and the end of the mortal cannot be seen.

Roar!

The demon was puzzled and hissed again.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes slowly, and when he entered his eyes, he was surrounded by evil creatures from all directions, like evil spirits crawling out of hell, or fierce hungry wolves, treating him as prey.

Once again, he held Long Yuan tightly.

No one can see the fight in the dark.

This is a dead end.

This is also a **** road.

world.

Prosperity has reached a new peak.

The change of the universe is also a big change in the world.

The suppression in the underworld has weakened a lot. One Jiazi in sixty years seems to be a reincarnation, and a new advanced frenzy is ushered in. From the Ning Yuan to the quasi immortal, one can see the tribulation every day.

Sixty-first year.

Qianqiu City is very lively, and too many people return to their hometowns.

I haven't seen each other for many years, and my former friends have already transformed into Nirvana. They are talking about the things of the past, remembering the people of those years, sighing at the changes in the world, and sighing with the passing of the years.

The end of the East China Sea.

The starry sky is still so bright.

This place seems to be a holy place, with people coming almost every day, mostly an older generation, with three or two younger generations, looking at the end of the sky and the footsteps of that person. It has been 60 years since.

Sixty-fifth year.

Thunder and lightning suddenly appeared in the direction of the imperial capital.

It was the Heavenly Martial Tribulation, the Heavenly Martial Tribulation of the Emperor Yu Ling. It took sixty-five years before and after that, before she regained her physique, and finally took that step, the world's number one beauty is still outstanding.

Five years later.

The frenzy of advanced stage plays to the pinnacle.

And the brilliance of the world has also bloomed to the extreme. The supreme Tianwu in the past seems to have become a tree of Chinese cabbage. Almost every city and every family has Tianwu.

Eightieth year.

The fourth quasi-wonderland ushered in Daxia.

It is the sky, and the foundation of eight thousand years is naturally not covered.

Ninety year.

The advanced frenzy ended.

The suppression of the universe has finally stabilized, and the rate of weakening has also been much slower than in previous years, but the vitality of the world has become more and more prosperous, and too much barren land has turned into oasis.

Since this year, the mortal world has seen many visions.

Occasionally for a few days, you can still see Ling Tian Guangyu, like the blessings of the gods scattered in the mortal dust, wherever the light and rain fall, all are surging, nurturing living beings, and nourishing the earth.

It was also this year that someone in the fairy world went down to earth.

No one knows its origins, only that it is not an incarnation, only that it is not an immortal who keeps himself in peace, just before descending on the Great Xia Long Dynasty, he lifted a mountain, and made a mess in the Immortal Mountain.

That day.

He was beaten up.

The four quasi immortals of Daxia came out together, and Tianwu participated in the war with a large ticket, and he was beaten into fly ashes. When he arrived, he couldn't escape from the Undead Mountain. The buried one was called an aggrieved person. Where can there be so many ruthless people in the mortal world.

"That's it, do you still need the guardian of the old man?"

Zhukong is a spectator, and his words are earnest.

In today's Great Xia Long Dynasty, it is no longer strong people and strong horses, it is a bunch of ruthless people getting together, what about immortals descending to the earth, come to the mortal realm, they are also suppressed, and they can't stand the siege of large numbers of people.

The hundredth year.

There is a radiance in the upper realm all over the world.

Everyone in the world feels that the shackles have been removed from the body. It is the relaxation from the soul. Even the flowers and trees in the mountains feel more cordial. It is the rejuvenation of the origin, and the spiritual power is extremely majestic.

"Yo, I'm back."

"It's been a hundred years, miss me anymore."

"I haven't seen you in so many years, I thought you were dead."

Still in Qianqiu City, there was a crowd of people, and one more figure fell from the sky.

Still a demon, standing at the gate of Qianqiu City.

That year, he sent away one after another here.

Today, one after another is also here.

A hundred years have passed.

The people of Qianqiu City reunited again.

Of course, only that one is missing.

After a meal.

The waves of people gathered to the end of the sky.

All of them are Zhao Yun's relatives and friends, most of whom are dragging their families. For a hundred years since spring and autumn, most of them have not been idle, they have married their biological children, and are now full of children and grandchildren.

"It's in the immortal world."

Many people want to ask this question.

No one has given an answer to this question. Even if the mortal realm is sanctioned, he doesn’t know it. He only knows that the universe of the mortal realm is almost complete. But the brilliance of hope has indeed opened the curtain in the mortal world.

The stars are shining.

There is a shadow standing at the end of the sky.

With the moonlight, the colorful haze on her body is quite dreamy.

That's right, it was Chu Wushuang, who had blossomed for a century, and finally returned to the world.

"Zhao Yun."

Her murmur was full of longing.

It was a pity that the man was destined not to hear, and he was still suffering on Hongchen Road. He had been wounded with sore holes, and the lamp was exhausted. Even the hand-held Longyuan had rust, and the sword light was extremely dim.

"How far is it."

His voice was hoarse and weak.

He has been asking this question for a hundred years.

No one gave him the answer.

His path is still dark, and there is still no end in sight.

Without a world of spiritual power, he ran out of cultivation resources and almost ran out of lifespan. Every step he took, he might step into the door of hell. He was like a walking dead, no longer angry.

A hundred years of vicissitudes.

He really came to an end.

Of course, this is not the end of the world, but the end of life.

A hundred years wasted.

All he was left was a remnant, walking swaying step by step.

However, he has an obsession to persevere, just like crossing the sky, the heart is immortal and the body is immortal. It is this immortal will that supports him to this day, even if he dies, he will also go to the immortal world.

"Disciple, here it is."

The sudden word resounded from his consciousness.

It is the moon of the Moon God, with a bright light.

That, perhaps it was the restriction left by the Moon God, or perhaps it was a trace of spirit left by the Moon God, who had never spoken for a hundred years, and what we were waiting for was this day. It had witnessed this century of time on behalf of the deity.

It fell apart.

The moon is also gone.

On the dim Hongchen Road, a majestic light gate stood erect.

That is the end of Hongchen Road and the gateway for mortals to enter the immortal world.

"Arrived."

Zhao Yun said hoarsely, and at the last moment, he plunged into the door.

At this moment, the world trembles, only for the first red fairy in history.

what...!

Then, a woman's scream came out from the fairy gate.

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The Fanjie chapter is over, the following is the fairy world chapter.

In the past few days, many book friends came to me, saying that the chapter content is chaotic. Let me explain. This book was first published on the Tadu Literature website. The chapters I uploaded in the author’s background are all correct. Tadu reading software is available. The chapters are also correct. As for other reading software chapters are confused or missing, it is their problem, it has nothing to do with me, don't scold me again.