Sumako died.

Time seems to have been turned on the acceleration button, and it is rushing forward and moving forward.

ten years.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

Thirty years of Longxing's rule, a flash of effort passed.

‘The prosperous era of Jianlong’ has become history.

Generations of emperors changed and eras changed. Daliang built his own Yan Emperor and revived. After two generations of prosperous times, he inevitably entered a cycle of prosperity and decline.

After the prosperous era.

After barely supporting for another 87 years, it was finally difficult to maintain it. It collapsed with a sudden collapse and the Zheng family dynasty was at its end.

A century-old dynasty.

A thousand-year-old family.

The iron-clad Baozhilin.

As the rise and fall alternated, the dynasty changed, Baozhilin always stood tall and never fell for 230 years.

One hundred and seventeen years ago.

Chen Jichuan and Sun Sihai, Jin Shenggu ran to Feixian Mountain for thousands of miles, killing the demon Dao Qi Zhenzi.

Then they practiced their own practice.

Chen Jichuan still traveled through the mountains and rivers, and further studied the seven or eight secret methods he obtained from the Tongshen Temple, including the "Tongyou Jue", the "Pietta Mantra" and the "Thousand Jin Tuoshan Puncture Method".

Reaped a lot.

Walking around, seeing the Taoist Dharmas of various schools, constantly accumulating and learning, the more Taoist Dharmas you have learned, and the more Taoist Dharmas you have learned, it will become deeper.

But perhaps because of the strong body, even if the soul is strong, Chen Jichuan still finds it difficult for the soul to break free from the body and reach the state of leaving the body.

Fortunately, he practiced the three paths together, and the Taoist Dharma was difficult, but his internal and external skills were improving by leaps and bounds.

A hundred years ago.

Banzhai, Spain passed away in Baozhilin courtyard, and was buried in the warm spring sun.

Four years later.

Jin Shenggu flew back to Baozhilin, met Chen Jichuan for the last time, and closed his eyes and left the world.

Seventy years ago.

"Fist to control the mountains and rivers" Sun Sihai finally failed to break through the magic power and was trapped at level 9.

Before his death, he appeared in Baozhilin, led his disciples to box, practiced the seventy-two masterpieces of Chenmen one by one, and then stood in the school ground without opening his eyes again.

This year.

Sun Sihai is one hundred and forty-six years old.

Chen Jichuan was 112 years old and his bone age was 65 years old.

same year.

Chen Jichuan transforms into strength and breaks eight, and his internal strength and breaks eight, but the Taoist Dharma still stays at the sixth level, making it difficult for the soul to leave his body.

Time is ruthless.

Old friends are getting old.

Chen Jichuan asked alone.

...

This day.

Qianshan, Dai County.

In the forest.

Two little children came with food boxes.

One of the Taoist boys with thick eyebrows and big eyes said curiously: "I heard that the ancestor has been in the cave for nine years. Aren't he bored?"

"What's this?"

"The ancestor is a godlike figure, and even the master of the spectator is very respectful. When he opens his eyes and closes his eyes, he will have dozens of spring and autumn, and nine years are quite short."

"Mingyue" was so delicate that she looked like she was not surprised.

"Wow!"

"So awesome?"

Qingfeng grew up with his mouth and his eyes widened, and he was obviously shocked.

This was the first time he delivered food to this legendary ancestor. In the past, he had only heard from his senior brothers. He had a variety of sayings, but he couldn't hear them, and he had no specific concept.

Now that I come here myself, I am about to see the ancestor, Qingfeng is even more curious.

Even the host must be respectful.

Facing the wall for nine years has not come out.

Such legendary figures are too lethal to Taoist boys of Qingfeng and Mingyue.

“That’s.”

"Let's watch later. Outside the cave where the ancestor was in seclusion, there are two mountain-guarding beasts. They protect the ancestor and prevent evil spirits from being injured."

Mingyue raised her little face and hummed.

Being able to show off in front of your friends and seeing Qingfeng dumbfounded, Mingyue was very proud.

"There are also mountain-guarding divine beasts?"

"I can't eat people, are you?"

Qingfeng was frightened and thought that the fierce monster had grown up and ate him, a tender little boy with thin skin and flesh, in one bite.

He was so scared that he shook all over.

"Anla."

"How can a divine beast eat people?"

Mingyue giggled, patted Qingfeng on the shoulder, and comforted her slightly.

Two little boys walked on the mountain road, one was proud and the other was shocked and jumped to the upper part of the middle peak of Wuzhi Peak on the western foot of Qianshan, outside a natural stone cave not far from the top.

Look from a distance.

I saw two little tigers lying on the left and right outside the cave, with their heads and brains on their heads and tigers, and they were so cute. Sometimes the two little tigers were playing, sometimes they were bored and stared at the sky in a daze.

Qingfeng looked at the two little tigers and turned his head to look at Mingyue: "Senior Brother, is this the mountain-guarding beast?"

"yes."

“They are so obedient.”

Mingyue grinned, took out two pieces of jerky from her arms, and called out to the two little tigers: "Xiaoshou, Xiaoshan, come here quickly, I'll bring you food again!"

"roar!"

"roar!"

The two little tigers roared twice, then ran over and shared the two pieces of jerky, then licked Mingyue's small faces on both sides, making Mingyue giggle, and licked her saliva wet. Then she turned around, shook her butt, and hummed back to the entrance of the cave to guard.

Qingfeng looked around and envious, thinking in her heart: "When I come here next time, I will bring meat for Xiaoshouxiaoshan to eat."

Just thinking.

Mingyue pulled him forward and placed two very heavy food boxes at the entrance of the hole.

Qingfeng took the opportunity to look at the entrance of the cave timidly.

I saw the hole bright and the holes were chiseled with sunlight.

Among them, a clean-dressed Taoist, facing the stone wall, sat upright, bent his legs, pinched the white crane with his hands, looked straight at his eyes, and entered into a state of meditation with his five hearts facing the sky.

Qingfeng was so immersed in his eyes that the Taoist in the cave gave him a very comfortable feeling. He inexplicably wanted to take a look and take a look.

"Don't look!"

It was Mingyue who pulled him again before he came to his senses.

I quickly picked up the empty food box that I put aside and trotted down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain.

Qingfeng asked Mingyue: "Senior brother, was that the one just now the ancestor?"

"right."
To be continued...