The Legend of Futian Chapter 1587: 350 years
The snow at the end of the 10th and 34th year of the Shenzhou calendar lasted for a long time, and the flying snow in the sky dyed Tianhe City silver.
On the last day of the year, Tianhe City is extremely lively. At night, the sky lights up the night like daylight.
Thousands of houses are brightly lit, and countless pedestrians are walking on the road, New Year's Eve.
In the Tianhe Realm Palace, the palace halls are lit up with dazzling divine light, radiating endless space, illuminating the night, and sacred.
Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.
"Grandpa, why is it so lively this year?" In Tianhe City, a young girl took the old man's hand and asked, somewhat curious. The young girl is more than ten years old and knows a lot of things. But there has never been such an atmosphere.
It seems that at the end of this year, Tianhe Realm pays special attention to it, even the Realm Palace is not the same, very serious, and celebrates everywhere.
"Because, it will be another special year soon," the old man said.
"A special year?" The girl was a little puzzled, and asked: "How special?"
"You will know when you grow up." The old man smiled and rubbed the girl's head with kindness in his eyes. He looked up at the sky. Many years ago, Tianhe Realm experienced a big storm and the chaos of the world. It seems that they have never stopped, but their contribution is indelible, ending a dark and turbulent era.
Above the snow-capped mountains, Ye Futian sat there to practice, his spiritual consciousness sensed the scene in the Tianhe Realm, and he couldn't help but also wondered, does the Tianhe Realm attach so much importance to the end of the year?
In the years he has lived, it was the original Qingzhou City, which felt the atmosphere of'Nian' the most. Later, step by step towards a more advanced city and a stronger world, the feeling of'Nian' became weaker and weaker. Now, the people of the world are busy chasing power and strength, and practice the supremacy, a little bit less the fireworks of Qingzhou City.
Now, in this Tianhe City, he has seen such a prosperous scene, is it the tradition of Tianhe City?
At this time, a figure walked to Ye Futian's side, her eyes looked into the distance, and her thoughts seemed to penetrate the distance, as if she was thinking of something, there was a faint tear mark in the corner of her eyes.
"Peace." Ye Futian looked at the woman beside him, and whispered: "Miss parents?"
"Yeah." Ping An smiled and nodded, then looked at Ye Futian and said: "Let Shishu read the joke."
"Their wish before death was to wish you peace and happiness, and to walk peacefully and peacefully, without being too sad." Ye Futian comforted.
"No, I just thought of the scene when I was with my parents. It's not pure sadness." Ping An smiled and said: "Uncle Master, let's go out for a walk, just like everyone else."
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, the two smiled at each other, and then walked into the void and walked down the mountain.
It didn’t take long for them to come to Tianhe City. There was an endless stream of people on the streets. On this day, no one broke out contradictions, no one competed for battle, everyone was exceptionally modest, even if there was friction, it was just With a smile, they became tolerant and generous.
Many people walked on the streets with their children, feeling this warm atmosphere.
"It would be fine if the world has always been like this." Ping An said with a smile when he saw the beautiful and peaceful scene.
Ye Futian smiled and shook his head. This was destined to be just a fantasy.
The two walked aimlessly and didn't intend to go there. They just watched all this. Perhaps Ping An wanted to walk a familiar street and walk the road she had traveled over the years.
"Uncle Shi, do you have anyone you miss?" Ping An raised his head slightly to look at Ye Futian beside him. The white hair and Bai Xue merged together, regardless of each other, handsome face, clean and clear eyes, Shishu must be there. People of the story.
He is gentle and elegant, handsome and talented, and he must be pursued by many women, but why is the young man with gray hair?
Although Ye Futian is fifty years old, for people at the pinnacle of the holy realm, fifty is definitely an extremely young age. Even if his cultivation level has not changed at all, his appearance can still remain unchanged for hundreds of years. .
"Of course." Ye Futian smiled and said: "Not only are there, there are many more."
"Who?" Ping An asked curiously.
"My love, my teacher, my brothers and friends, many people, I miss them." Ye Futian said.
"Since Uncle Master misses them, why don't you go to them?" Ping An asked, her realm is too low, it is too difficult to grow up to protect her parents, but Ye Futian's realm is no longer low, the top of the holy way, the emperor Invincible below.
"The world is hard to make both ends of the world, everyone suffers, I also want to be with them, practice, also for this." Ye Futian said.
"I understand." Ping An nodded. She used to practice cultivation to protect her parents too.
Uncle Master must also have many stories of his own.
"Is there a lake in Teemall?" Ye Futian asked.
"Yes." Ping nodded: "Uncle Master wants to see the lake?"
"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded.
"I'll take Master Uncle." Ping An led the way. Not long after they came to a lake, it was also lively and bustling with boats and boats, and some people set wishing lights on the lake.
These scenes are so familiar.
Ye Futian has a brilliant smile on his face. He loves the lake, perhaps because the lake is accompanied by his best memory, the memory of his youth.
At this moment, a bright and beautiful light came into view. Ye Futian raised his head and saw the sky above the lake, full of fireworks blooming. At this moment, memories seemed to overlap, and time seemed to flow backward.
Countless cheers came from the lakeshore, accompanied by fireworks blooming in the sky.
The 1035 years of the Chinese calendar has finally arrived.
"So beautiful." Ping An murmured. She looked at Ye Futian's profile. Under the fireworks, her handsome face was even more stunning.
Mo Shang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.
Master Shu is such a person.
Uncle Master, the bright smile on his face reminds of his beloved person.
This night is destined to be an extraordinary night.
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Eastern China, three thousand realms of great avenues, nine supreme realms, countless lower realms.
The Heavenly Envoy Realm and the Upper Heaven Realm are both one of the nine supreme realms, standing on the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Dao Realm.
However, the strongest realm in the Three Thousand Dao realm, without any dispute, must be the emperor realm above the center of the nine supreme realms. This is recognized by the nine supreme realms, and there is no suspense.
The Protoss belongs to the power of the Emperor Realm, so even the Tianhe Realm in the lower realm of the Protoss is very strong. There have been many powerful emperors, and even the tyrannical existence of the Tianhe Dao ancestor.
In the center of the emperor world, there is a supreme temple, towering into the sky, standing among the clouds, sacred and stalwart.
This temple is shrouded by countless divine lights, and all those passing by are extremely pious and bow down to worship.
This is the symbolic place of the emperor world, Xudi Palace.
According to the rumors, this was the bedroom of Emperor Donghuang.
To this day, there is still a statue of the emperor inside. It is said that the emperor has divine minds on the statue.
At this time, the sky above the Xudi Palace, the sky is moving.
The incomparable sacred light fell from the sky and turned into colorful divine light, the auspicious clouds filled the sky, and the vast expanse of the sky seemed to be rolling.
At this moment, there seemed to be a divine light coming from outside the sky, falling on the top of the temple.
Subsequently, an invisible wave swept across the sky.
"Clang..."
A bell rang, ringing across the sky.
The sound of the bell merges into the heavens and the earth, turning into an invisible rhythm, like infinite lightning, shuttles through the endless void.
In the emperor world, there are top powers, palaces lined up, and a towering sacred hall, many people are praying to the sky, and thousands of people are kneeling behind them, holy and pious.
"Clang."
The bell came, and the people praying for the sky bowed and bowed at the same time, as if they knew the bell would come.
"The oracle is coming, welcome here." On the altar of Qitian, the old man looked very solemn, waiting for the oracle from Xudi Palace.
The Protoss, whose surname is God, is one of the forces standing on the top of the emperor world.
However, at this time, many powerful Protoss also gathered in one place, looking into the distance.
"Clang."
The bell came, ringing in their minds.
Not only them, but the infinite region, the strongest one in the Three Thousand Dao realm, and the most expansive boundary in the region. At this moment, all creatures have heard the bell.
What's even more frightening is that this bell directly shuttles through the Three Thousand Dao Realm, heading towards the nine supreme realms including the Heaven Realm and the Heavenly Envelope Realm.
In the divine palace of the Shangxiao realm, the bell rang; the Golden Kingdom, the bell rang; on the Taixuan Mountain, the bell rang.
The bells rang from the Tianyujie Tianyu God dynasty; the bells rang in the Brahma Pure Heaven; the bells rang in the Purple Heaven Palace.
No one knows how to describe this bell, this is a miracle, the real hand of God, the Great Bell.
When the bell rang, in the Emperor Realm Xudi Palace, a group of figures dressed in uniforms, flashing in different directions, seemed to be heading towards the nine supreme realms.
In the endlessly distant Tianhe world~IndoMTL.com~ Ye Futian and Ping An have both returned to the snow-capped mountains, the sky is clear, there are no clouds, and the sun is falling.
Shenzhou calendar ten thousand thirty-five years, as if everything started again.
"Clang."
At this moment, above the snow mountain, a bell came, and Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and his divine thought swept out. He showed a very shocked look, only feeling the bell. It seems to come from outside the sky, nowhere, resounding through the entire Tianhe City.
"Where did the sound come from?" Ye Futian had only waves in his heart, and his body rose into the sky, trying to find the source of the bell.
Above the snow-capped mountains, an old man stepped on the snowy ground and looked up at the sky.
"Master." Ye Futian fell beside the old man, showing a questioning look.
The old man still stared at the sky, and said: "The 1035 years of the Shenzhou calendar is another time point. The Emperor Donghuang ruled Shenzhou for 350 years. If you use this as a calculation, you can also say It is, the Donghuang calendar, three hundred and fifty years!"