Eight thousand years old

A night of prosperity

Ask God why this life is necessary

Where the wind blew last night

Luoying listens to who counts

Ninety thousand miles of sky

Yufeng Nongying

Who shares the same

Qianqiu Beidou

Yao palace is cold and bitter

Not as good as a couple of gods and immortals

Hundreds of years of martial arts!"

Wang Yi was speeding through the sky, looking at the scenery of heaven and earth and feeling inspired. A trace of white hair also appeared on his temples...

"Daddy! Daddy! I just learned to fly, please wait for me!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Behind him was an eight-year-old girl with a chubby little mouth and a very cute pink face!

"Hahahahaha, good, good!!!!!!"

Wang Yi looked back at his daughter and smiled brightly. The vicissitudes of life in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a peaceful look on his face.

"Dad, are you still looking for that Buddhist holy land?"

"Yes, dad has searched countless mountains and rivers, but he has never found this Buddhist paradise. Maybe this is a fruit!" Wang Yi looked into the void again, with sadness once again showing on his face.

"Dad, I'm hungry! The four great generals must have prepared a lot of delicious food. Let's go back quickly!" The little girl touched her belly with a look of longing.

"Hahahahahaha, okay, okay, let's go home for dinner..."

——End of book
Chapter completed!