The palace is deep and long, and silent.

These letters fell on the desk. Although the ink was old, they still revealed the sharpness of the obsession.

The textures on the four walls were once a convergence of Dao patterns, but now they are dim and lifeless.

The sound of the wind swept in from outside the palace, as if carrying the voices of the past, but it echoed layer by layer in the empty palace, and finally only a low, empty sound remained.

Chen Xun looked at the letter and opened it.

"Old Ancestor, Niu Zu, I have come to this world, and my life span is drawing to a close."

"The great way does not allow for further advancement, and filial piety and righteousness are difficult to achieve."

"If you return, remember that I, Qi Hao, once guarded the border for Wu Yun, standing behind my sword, never retreating a single step."

……

The palace was silent. Chen Xun's eyelids drooped and his fingertips paused slightly.

A fine crack appeared on the edge of the table, as if it was also bearing the remnants of the sword intent.

He took the second one.

The handwriting is calm, like ordinary words.

"Haha, Old Ancestor, Niu Zu, it seems Ji Zhao can only stop here."

"The gate is deserted and the old people are gone, but it is a great blessing to be able to follow the two ancestors for a lifetime."

“If people mention me in the future, they will just say: I once followed Daozu and Niuzu.”

……

The ancient lamps in the palace flickered, as if about to light up, but eventually went out again.

Chen Xun's eyes darkened slightly, and he said nothing. He just stared at the flickering light for a long time.

The third letter was slowly opened.

The strokes are clear, yet heavy.

"Dad, you always said I was dull and unworldly, but now I can't laugh anymore."

"My child's life span has come to an end. He has already sat down and become part of the ancient mountains and rivers."

"Thank you, Father, for bestowing upon me the fate of a traceless man. This has allowed me to see more than half of the magnificent landscape. The rest... is in your hands."

"One day when you stand high in the heavens and look upon the eternity, remember—"

"There were children standing shoulder to shoulder there."

……

There was a faint mark left on the letter paper, as if it had been patted by an old friend's palm, and it has not disappeared to this day.

Chen Xun looked at the letter for a long time before slowly putting it down.

The wind blew in from outside the hall, blowing away the dust on the table, revealing a once mottled spiritual mark.

The last letter had handwriting as concise as if carved with a knife.

"Old man, I have been practicing for millions of years, and although I have broken through the shackles of my bloodline, I have not yet reached a breakthrough."

"We will leave before you light the palace lanterns and stone steps. You will light them again when you return."

"We have no chance to inherit it, only future generations can keep it."

……

When the letter was finished, the palace suddenly trembled slightly.

Ancient lamps ignited spontaneously without fire, and the patterns on the stone steps lit up little by little, as if in response to the letter.

But the light was not bright, and the dimness added to the desolation.

Chen Xun closed the last letter, placed his palm on the table, and lowered his eyes quietly.

His eyes were deep and distant, showing neither sadness nor joy, but just a deep silence.

That kind of silence seemed to be able to swallow up all the eternity.

The entire Yuqing Palace also became still.

The wind died, the lights stood still, and even the Taoist patterns on the dome seemed frozen.

Only the sound of Chen Xun's breathing was extremely light, but it seemed to be connected to the rhythm of the entire ancient fairyland.

Suddenly, he slowly raised his head, and the mountains and rivers of all spirits were reflected in his eyes.

The surrounding palaces gradually blurred in his eyes, as if they had transformed into the noise and laughter and scolding of the past.

But he didn't reach out to grab it, nor did he say anything.

He stood up with his hands behind his back and walked out of Yuqing Palace step by step.

Behind him, the hall was empty and the letter was still on the desk, trembling gently in the wind.

The palace door slowly closed in the wind, making a long and low sound, like the echo of time.

Not long after.

He was walking on the mountain road.

The scenery is beautiful, the Wuyun Sect at the foot of the mountain is very lively, the disciples are full of vigor, and from time to time there are long rainbows across the sky, vast and gorgeous. He likes this kind of magnificent scenery that broadens his mind, so the Wuyun Sect has always been like this.

There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips, as if he was still savoring the contents of the letters.

Chen Xun walked down the mountain.

Walked outside the Chen family's ancient house.

"Heh, you guys."

Chen Xun shook his head, cursed with a smile, and walked in with his hands behind his back. The ancient spirits guarding around were startled and bowed silently.

The Chen family members seemed to be lying in ancient coffins without any lids.

There was no surprise in Chen Xun's eyes, as if he had known they would do this. He gently wiped the edges of the coffins with his fingers. During the banquet, he heard many stories about the Chen family. They were scattered everywhere, doing what they wanted to do.

Yanshu even opened a store in Henggu Xianjiang.

Chen Xun was actually very happy after hearing this. This was good. This was the true meaning of cultivating immortals. To live out one's immortal journey in the way one wants is the ultimate freedom.

He stayed in the Chen family's old house for three days.

Seal the coffins one by one.

later.

He then began to wander around the Yuzhu Mountains.

Since Chen Xun returned to the Eternal Immortal Realm, great changes have taken place in the world. The biggest change is that those ancestors who looked half buried in the ground have become much more active, and they are present at many events.

less than a year.

Chen Xun and his family also began to visit various forces in the Henggu Immortal Territory, eating and drinking for free, and also to get to know these younger generations and see who their descendants were.

Three thousand star fields, Jupiter.

The dojo of the Samsara clan.

"Ancestor, why is it that no one challenges that person who has returned?" A Daoist Master of the Samsara Clan, with a slightly wise look, looked into the deep space. "Remember, I, Henggu, love discussing the Dao the most, and I welcome challenges from the younger generation even more. I think..."

After saying this, he looked at Lian Qingyue deeply.

Ancestor, it’s time for you to become famous throughout the world!

If you can fight with Daozu, maybe my reincarnation path can also flourish in the eternal world.

This clan still hasn't forgotten their past cause, mainly because the Eternal Immortal Territory doesn't suppress them. They are not afraid of you suppressing the Ten Thousand Daos, but they are afraid that you dare not come to suppress the Ten Thousand Daos. Therefore, the Samsara Clan is making great progress in the Eternal Immortal Territory.

If the Great Way of Reincarnation can shine in the Eternal Immortal Territory, then the Immortal Realm will not be a problem!

Hear the words.

Lian Qingyue was shocked and looked at his right-hand man in disbelief. He said in a deep voice, "I think you haven't read enough. The deeds of that Taoist master can be found everywhere in ancient books. What the hell?!"

After saying this, his expression became somewhat interesting.

"Ancestor..." the Daoist Master said solemnly, "I know what you mean, but in this battle, losing is fine, winning..."

In the end, he still didn't say that he made a huge profit by winning, because in his opinion it was indeed a bit unrealistic. It was just that he had seen too many scenes of younger generations challenging older generations in the Eternal Immortal Territory over the years, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Although he had not read many books in the Eternal Immortal Realm, he liked traveling, which was not bad either.

"Ridiculous." Lian Qingyue's expression turned cold. "Who do you think that person is? We are all climbing to the peak of the immortal path, but that person can be considered to have settled down at the top of the mountain and can go up and down the mountain at any time. Do you understand?"

If this immortal path has an end line, it must be the end line drawn by the Taoist Ancestor!

This is easy to understand.

The Taoist Master of Samsara had a slightly solemn expression and fell into silence for a long time.

"Ancestor, let me try the depth first."

"Um?!"

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