Nine thousand years old

Li Siyuan turned around, and the man opposite him was wearing a black robe. He had the same black mark on his face, but his aura was completely different from him.

The man's facial features are handsome, without anger and prestige, his pupils are bottomless and black as ink.

He walked slowly, and there was a cloud of mist under his feet. When Li Siyuan stood here alone, he felt small, but the man stood here, like the overlord here, wanton and leisurely.

"If you can't remember me, you won't be stupid, right?" The man's voice was a little thick, and he looked at Li Siyuan quietly, with a smile on his face, like a kind elder looking at his child.

Li Siyuan tried his best to suppress the sourness and said, "You are... Lord Yan?"

The man shook his head: "Now you are, and I am just a ray of soul in the dying artifact."

"But you can also think of me as your father."

The man smiled warmly, his words sounded a bit abrupt, but Li Siyuan didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience in his heart.

He looked at the man's arm covered by clothes, where the scars were deep enough to see the bones, he had never seen him before, but he knew it clearly.

The man waved his hand, and the place instantly turned into a courtyard. He sat on the stone chair and gestured to Li Siyuan.

Li Siyuan sat down obediently, but couldn't help staring at the man. The man let him look at him, filled the tea on the stone table himself, and pushed it in front of him.

"I know you must have a lot of doubts in your heart now, and I also know that if you came here, then Xia Yanzhi must have taken Songhua away." The man paused: "You know her, but you just saw her." It was probably a sycamore tree."

It turned out that her name was Songhua.

Li Siyuan recited the name in his heart, took a sip of tea, then looked at the man and asked, "What about you?"

The man's eyes fell on the flowers in the distance, and he turned to look at him: "Me? I am the former master of the underworld, Yan Luo."

Yan Luo looked at him with a smile: "The person in charge of the underworld is called Yan Jun, probably after my surname."

Li Siyuan put down the teacup in his hand: "Who is Xia Yanzhi?"

Yan Luo lowered his eyes.

"He is a phoenix. If he is unlucky, he will be the only phoenix in this world. When I leave, only him and Juexi are left in the Phoenix family."

All the lines in Li Siyuan's mind began to connect, he sorted out the doubts in his heart, and then asked: "Why did he take Songhua away, and why did he come to me?"

Yan Luo looked into his eyes, as if he saw a long time ago.

"Because he wanted to wake up Songhua, he came to you because of the good luck in you." Yan Luo stretched out his hand, and countless leaves rushed towards him, and he continued to explain: "Songhua is Xia Yanzhi's wife, and it is also your Your elder, she liked you very much back then, and even said that she wanted to watch you grow up and teach you personally."

However, no one expected that the times would change so quickly.

"When the gods fell one after another, I had a hunch that I brought you out of the Milky Way because I wanted someone to succeed me."

Yan Luo rolled the leaf into a ball, and threw it on Li Siyuan's head with a smile. The ball touched his hair and immediately scattered.

Li Siyuan was stunned by the leaves scattered all over his body, but Yan Luo didn't look at him anymore, and turned his head to the other side with a sneer.

Li Siyuan never expected Yan Luo to have such a temperament, and his originally reserved heart relaxed slightly, carefully picking off the leaves on his body: "Then what happened after that?"

"Later I told Songhua about it. Songhua found the old tree, and the old tree predicted that she would also perish, but Songhua didn't want to tell Xia Yanzhi about it."

When Yan Luo mentioned Xia Yanzhi, his expression changed slightly: "Xia Yanzhi is the last phoenix born, the law of heaven will always let him live, but Songhua can't."

"Songhua and I both understand what Xia Yanzhi's nature is, to be a god or a demon, so Songhua asked me to lock her body, and I brought her soul into the 'creation' to delay time." Yan Luo Pointing to the sky: "Where you and I are, is the artifact 'Creation'."

It turned out that this painting was called Creation, Li Siyuan thought for a while, Yan Luo put his hand on Li Siyuan's face, and a slightly warm spiritual force penetrated into his head.

"As a meeting gift, I will give it to you."

After Yan Luo's words fell, Li Siyuan's left wrist had a gray imprint of grass leaves. He wanted to ask a question, but the information of this thing appeared in his mind automatically and consciously.

And he closed his eyes, and faintly saw under his feet, Ming Li Wuchang and Li Jian were in another dimension.

As soon as he felt anxious, there was a gust of wind around him, and the flowers in the courtyard were rustling.

Yan Luo pressed his hand: "Don't worry, they're fine."

Li Siyuan opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a slight shock in the space. He immediately looked at Yan Luo. Yan Luo's face was gloomy, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the air, and a pair of water mirrors appeared in front of them.

In the mirror image, a figure came slowly, he seemed to be walking on a dark road, but his expression was calm, the red lines on his face were glaring, but Li Siyuan had seen such appearance before.

It was the man who looked at the painting with him at the auction.

"He is Xia Yanzhi?" Li Siyuan's heart tightened, and countless blades appeared beside Xia Yanzhi on the screen.

Xia Yanzhi stroked the blade away casually, and continued walking.

Yan Luo waved back the water mirror and looked at Li Siyuan: "I didn't expect him to come so fast, time is limited, you have to listen carefully, Xia Yanzhi got Songhua's body, and now he is going to take away the Yuanshen, you can't stop it There is no need to stop him, but he will definitely want to take you away."

"If you want to awaken Songhua, you need chance merits. Nothing is more useful than Buddha Lotus. Songhua is afraid that he will mess up, so he will make such a bad plan."

Before Li Siyuan could speak, Yan Luo continued: "He can't undo my formation, so he won't hurt you before, but he won't after. You have to be careful."

Yan Luo stopped slightly, and said after a long time: "The dragon next to you seems to protect you. If you can, protect the old tree and don't let Xia Yanzhi find him."

Li Siyuan saw that Yan Luo's figure was getting weaker and weaker, and said anxiously: "Then what about you!"

"I should have disappeared a long time ago, and now I am just a trace of spiritual thoughts." Yan Luo smiled slightly: "I will pass this person on to you, but do you know, what is Yan Jun?"

"I do not know."

Li Siyuan felt a bitterness in his heart, he suddenly understood why he burst into tears when he saw Songhua before.

He was not crying for Songhua, nor for Yan Luo, but mourning for the fallen gods and a legendary era.

Perhaps he had really seen them leave, disappearing into the sky and the earth, turning into the aurora in the sky.

Yan Luo's facial features became solemn, and the smile on his face disappeared, as if he had instantly transformed into the real King Yama.

"The underworld dominates one realm, and it is the origin of justice in the three thousand realms. It controls life and death, and judges ghosts and gods."

"Those who violate justice, kill; those who disobey the way, kill; those who break the check and balance, kill!"

A broken voice rang in Li Siyuan's ears, Yan Luo's voice was still imprinted in his mind, but the figure disappeared.

What remained in front of him was a bright green bead, he gently reached out to catch it, and when he came back to his senses, he knelt down on the ground powerlessly.

Li Siyuan pursed his lips, looked at the direction where Yan Luo disappeared, and solemnly kowtowed three times.

He closed his eyes, the lotus on his shoulders was still blooming, and countless dharma seals attacked him, he did not dodge or dodge, and was subjected to these shackles for life.

This is the restraint of heaven and earth on him, and it is also the true power that belongs to Yan Jun.

The inheritance from ancient times was engraved into the soul. He waved his hand and put the soul of Songhua into the lotus heart. The lotus is no longer afraid of touching it. It will be the most vicious claw when needed.

Li Siyuan stroked the imprint on his face, his thoughts turned slightly, and he returned to Mingli's side in an instant.

Mingli smelled the familiar scent, subconsciously stretched out his hand, and hugged him full. Li Siyuan hugged him tightly, absorbing the warmth of his body.

Li Jian looked sideways at Li Siyuan, always felt that this person's aura had changed slightly after disappearing for a while, but he couldn't tell what changed.

"I saw Yan Luo, Xia Yanzhi is here."

Li Siyuan took a deep breath, without further delay, according to the method in his memory, he set countless spells in Xia Yanzhi's direction.

The creation immediately imagined countless restrictions, Xia Yanzhi moved his pupils, narrowed his eyes slightly, and summoned several flexible attacks to defeat the restrictions.

Li Siyuan knew it was too late, he had just received Yan Luo's power, and he couldn't trap Xia Yanzhi at all.

At the moment Yan Luo disappeared, the creation had withdrawn the restriction on Mingli and impermanence. Seeing this, Mingli immediately turned into a golden dragon and blocked the passage leading to here not far away.

That was the passage opened by Xia Yanzhi. Impermanence summoned countless ice, and the passage was instantly sealed by a thick layer of ice.

But soon, those ices melted away with Xia Yanzhi's spiritual fire.

Wuchang frowned: "Phoenix..."

Xia Yanzhi walked out slowly, and Ming Li rushed towards him accompanied by thunder, and lightning flashed across the air, carrying fierce killing intent.

Xia Yanzhi frowned uncommonly, and was forced to retreat to another mountain peak.

"Dragon King?" Xia Yanzhi quietly watched Mingli touch the bloodstain on his neck: "So you have been to the God Realm."

Ming Lihu stood in front of Li Siyuan, with an attitude of attacking at any time, Xia Yanzhi chuckled: "The Dragon Clan will not allow you to be my enemy, they don't need a Dragon King who is provoking war everywhere."

Ming Li stared at him coldly, his golden vertical pupils were full of hostility: "It doesn't matter, then change to the Dragon King."

"You are very similar to me." Xia Yanzhi looked at Mingli, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "I used to think that I could protect my wife, but now her soul is in your hands."

Li Siyuan poked his head out to look at him: "It's not because you want to kill me, otherwise Songhua wouldn't do it."

Hearing this name suddenly, Xia Yanzhi's movements froze. He hadn't heard this name pronounced by others for a long time.

The name he put on the tip of his heart.

He looked at Li Siyuan with a complicated look, like pity.

"Give her back to me."

No one expected that Xia Yanzhi would explode suddenly, countless fireballs fell from the sky, Wuchang immediately summoned ice shields to block the heads of everyone, Mingli summoned thunder and lightning, blasting towards Xia Yanzhi's direction.

Li Jian held the talisman, took advantage of the time when no one was paying attention, and stuck a red round button on Wuchang and Li Siyuan's body, and even put one on Mingli's dragon scale.

Xia Yanzhi, who was opposite them, saw it. With a smile in his eyes, he nimbly dodged Ming Li's attack.