Chapter 4681

Old master!

Jian Wushuang suddenly woke up, and sweat flowed from his temples.

The pain that burns to the extreme in the meridians of the whole body disappears and is replaced by the cold nothingness.

He shook his hand, which represented that the ancestral road had already dissipated, and his Qi had returned to the heavens and regions.

From now on, he will have no connection with the whole divine universe.

"Is it worth all this to find the almost ethereal research pole?" He asked himself, but no one could give him the answer, and nothing could be turned back.

Put on a green shirt, Jian Wushuang slowly paced out of the inner hall and came to the main hall of Yunxiao palace.

At this time, the king of Jiujie in Yunxiao palace, elder Xuebo and others gathered here and didn't leave. They were stunned to see Jian Wushuang appear, and then all rushed over.

"Zeus, you're fine, just fine!" Elder Xuebo's eyes were red, and he looked at the sword very reluctantly.

King Jiujie still said little, but the concern in his eyes betrayed his expressionless face.

Jian Wushuang smiled, "it's all right. I can't die for the time being, but I won't succeed Zeus from today. Zeus will succeed from everyone here."

"No, I don't agree!" Elder Xuebo directly objected, "unparalleled palace master, Zeus God only has you, and you can only be competent. This is by no means our choice, but the choice made by the way of heaven!"

"We also disagree, Lord Zeus." Long Yan and Long Chi nodded at the same time.

Jian Wushuang smiled, "I have returned all the fortunes of heaven. From today on, heaven will make choices from each and every one of you."

With that, he raised his hand and returned the ancestral breath deposited by the Dragon Emperor near the river to Longyan and Longchi. At the same time, he gave all the half ancestors the fate of heaven that he was unwilling to leave.

At this time, a sound of my hunger rang through the silent cloud palace, and then a figure exactly like Jian Wushuang appeared.

His eyes were opposite, and the sword waved gently at the real shadow.

Then, the true Shadow of the clay fetus turned into a flash of streamer and swept into his palm.

The streamer with Hua mang is as big as a broad bean and moves regularly as the heart.

"What is this?" Elder Xuebo wondered.

Jian Wushuang murmured, "this is my past."

Then he said, "gentlemen, I'm going to leave for a few days and go to the lower world. I'll get rid of some trivial things."

"This time, I'll go with you." The king of nine robbers said quietly and firmly.

Jian Wushuang nodded and agreed.

Walking out of the Yunxiao palace, he finally looked back at the vast Yunxiao palace, and then walked step by step to the heavens.

"Has it been decided?" In the layers of the heavens, the king of nine robbers looked ahead.

Jian Wushuang nodded, "after I send the past to the lower bound, I'm ready to leave."

"No matter when you come back, you must remember that we are all waiting for you." The king turned his head and looked at him.

Jian Wushuang smiled, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "I know."

The universe of divine power is vast and limitless, and it contains all the heavens and all the worlds, but the largest base is still the mortal world with thin aura.

Sitting in the clouds, Jian Wushuang looked at the streamer in his palm, and the past also flooded into his heart.

Once the past is put into reincarnation, his millions of years of memory and obsession will also disappear.

But Jian Wushuang still cast it resolutely.

"You don't want to leave him in the cloud palace in order to leave him on earth?" The king of nine robbers didn't understand, "do you know that his longevity is up to most hundred years? He won't even have any luck?"

He said slowly, "it's not a bad thing to be able to enter reincarnation."

King Jiujie shook his head helplessly, and then said, "come on, I'll go to the lower world with you to see where he will go."

……

Changping County White House.

With the sound of a baby's cry, the rainstorm that has not stopped for ten days is finally stopped, and the world is clear.

Lanterns and lanterns were decorated inside and outside the White House, and red lanterns spread for dozens of miles. Every servant was full of joy. After carefully accepting the bounty given by the housekeeper, they said to each other that they were safe.

In November, the pregnant wife finally gave birth to a son, and at the same time, the flood that almost spread throughout the county and city also retreated, which surprised everyone for a moment.

The news that anyone who goes to Baifu to say a word of color can receive ten Wen happy money spread, and for a time, the people poured water around the gate of Baifu.

At the same time, two bodies in plain clothes walked forward in the long corridors and pavilions of the white mansion, but the passing servants did not see them.

"Is this boy who has entered reincarnation you? Or is it your past?" One of them was a handsome young man who was like a god of heaven.

Another young man, who was a little thin and had eyes with supreme authority, replied, "it's me, but it's not me. Since he left my body, he has been an independent little guy."

The king of nine robbers smiled quietly, "since you say he is an individual existence different from you, how about I give him immortal roots and let him worship me as a teacher? In this way, even if you leave, there will be successors in the cloud palace."

"No, nine robbers." Jian Wushuang was helpless, "in this way, too many hidden dangers may be exposed. Even I don't know the consequences of stripping him from my body. It's simply better to let him step into reincarnation peacefully."

"Well, it's up to you." The king of nine robbers joked, "who makes you the God of Zeus?"

"It won't be after today. I think daoyan should be competent for the position of Zeus."

"Has it been decided?"

Jian Wushuang nodded and looked at him at the same time, "and Jiujie you will be my last card to stay in the universe."

King Jiujie nodded slightly, "I see."

During their conversation, they came to a wing room from the corridor.

Entering through the door, there was only a couple in the huge wing room at the moment.

"Madam, you are lucky to suffer." In front of the half draped bed, a middle-aged man clenched the woman's palm and whispered.

The woman smiled, pursed her lips and said, "unfortunately, it's bitter."

In the damask covered shaking table, a baby with red lips and white teeth was staring at a pair of round eyes, looking at each other curiously.

The king of nine robbers made a face, and then pointed his finger on the little guy's forehead.

Wisps of gentle divine power poured into his brain.

"Since you don't want me to give this boy fairy root, I'll let him live long and die, live to 500 years old, and have children and grandchildren without disease and disaster..."

The little guy giggled, and his first baby teeth began to grow on his pink gums.

Jian Wushuang also smiled, and crystal tears fell silently from his eyes.

"Jiujie, let's go."

"OK."