In the past, Wang Xuan waited for the mother universe myth to die out for a while before setting out on his journey.
If you count carefully, from the time he set foot in the old center of the last century to the time of his extraordinary migration and then to the time of the ice age, a total of 1,309 years had passed, which was shorter than what others had experienced.
However, the earth was active for thousands of years in the Eternal Silence, wandering alone in the dark deep space without mythical destiny, crossing countless universes.
In the chaotic sea of time and space and the pure land of floating boats, I was transformed into Wu Jilang. It was truly a green period of time.
"Where has the time gone? Another century has passed so quickly." Wang Xuan felt a little touched.
At that time, he had been in the Extraordinary Center for more than 4 years. He entered the time and space intersection from Pingtian Academy and met his nephew who changed his name to Wu Tian. After entering the secret place by mistake, they met Ruonan, Bai Hong, Jin Yao and others in Fuzhou Pure Land, and then they went to raid the backyard of Zhensheng.
At that time, both Wang Xuan, Wu Tian and Fuzhou Jingshi's people had made great gains. They agreed to go back 3,000 years later to dig through the secret realm and continue collecting herbs.
In the blink of an eye, the new era has arrived and 1695 years have passed.
"Sixth Uncle, help!" Wang Dao cried for help with a trembling voice.
Wang Xuan indeed did not go, nor did he think that Wang Dao would be in danger if he kept the appointment, but his nephew ended up calling for sex frantically in his heart.
As a true king, he would naturally sense it in an instant. He frowned slightly and realized what was going on, and then he disappeared out of thin air.
Wang Xuan, in a flash, arrived at the pure land floating on the sea of disordered time and space.
"Sixth uncle, I have offspring!" Wang Dao had a bitter face, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
I haven't been here for three thousand years, and as soon as I arrived, I had a big son.
No wonder he was a little shy when he asked Wang Xuan to keep the appointment. As an extraordinary person, he also had some inexplicable senses, and he vaguely sensed something about what happened when he was in a coma that year.
The person in front of him was a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, very handsome, named Wang Sidao! It was obvious that Fuzhou Jingshi already knew Wu Tian's identity and real name.
No one needs to tell me, he looks very similar to Wang Dao, and he is not lazy like lying down! He is very energetic and full of vigor, serving tea to his father.
Wang Dao guessed that this must be the call of his son's blood! But 3,000 years later, he had such a big son, which made him a little confused.
He had drunk the calming soup that year, and he even tasted the brains of some underworld creature and the golden lotus on rotten bones. He fainted and some things happened afterwards.
Now that the true king is here, all the past events can naturally be seen to the end at a glance. Wang Xuan sees through the truth and knows that the handsome young man in front of him is the child of Wang Dao and Ruonan, there is no mistake about it.
Ruonan was right next to her, still with her short hair cut to her ears, clean and refreshing, pretty and a little heroic.
Their place is very closed, and they have almost cut off contact with the outside world after fleeing here. It is difficult for new blood to join the tribe. She had a good impression of Wu Tian in the past, so they had some intersection back then.
As for Wang Xuan himself, he didn't have any messy things. He didn't drink the calming soup. Although he was drowsy, his body was emitting extraordinary factors, just like thunder and fire refining his body.
Jin Yao, a beautiful woman with long hair, looked at it and sighed softly with a hint of regret.
"Sixth uncle!" Wang Sidao stepped forward and bowed earnestly.
"Get up." Wang Xuan pulled him back. His seniority had risen so fast that he was a little uncomfortable.
He is only about two hundred years older than Wang Sidao, but he is already a grandfather.
He soon figured out some of the situations. A few years ago, when Wang Zesheng and his wife urged their eldest grandson Wang Dao to practice martial arts, they traced back to his past and had some feelings about it. They came here in person to recognize him as their relative.
If Wang Dao didn't come today, he would definitely be beaten by the old Wang couple.
"I..." Wang Dao's face was stiff and his smile was unnatural.
He wanted to say that he was really not mentally prepared, but after understanding it clearly, what else could he say! ?
"Good boy!" He hugged his child and held Ruonan's hand. His mood changed and his lying down mentality was seriously damaged.
"I have to work hard to rise. If I continue like this, I will become a puddle of mud." He reflected on himself.
Then he pulled Wang Xuan and insisted that he go with him to raid the Zhensheng backyard again and seek an explanation for the disappeared ancestors of Fuzhou Jingshi's lineage.
"There are thieves again. How dare they be so bold? Last century, someone was so bold that he even dared to enter the more important Fortune Garden this time."
"Last time, it should have been the remnant soul of the True Saint who chopped it open with an axe. This time, someone was robbing openly, and we blocked them. They didn't run away, but we are no match for them!" The so-called gardens of fortune in the backyard of the True Saint all belong to the old rival of ancient and modern times, the magician.
Wang Xuan knew it in the last century.
Now the magician's closed disciple Chaohui has come in person. He has become an extraordinary person and had been at loggerheads with Wang Xuan in the past. But now that he has arrived, he is immediately shocked when he sees Wang Dao.
"Something's happened to the eldest brother, come quickly!" He quickly asked for reinforcements.
This time, not only did the sect's chief disciple Chaoxi come, but the magic master's true body was alarmed and came here in person.
The magician's expression changed on the spot. He not only saw Wang Dao and others, but also saw Wang Xuan walking out from the deepest part of the secret garden.
He had targeted Wang Xuan before, and Chaohui's scalp suddenly went numb. He naturally knew that this "old friend" was the new saint.
However, what he didn't expect was that his master actually walked over and whispered in a very humble manner: "Greetings, True King."
The magic master is very powerful and once followed the old saints on an expedition. When Wang Xuan was on the other side, he thought that all the magic masters were also present and he was given a special beating. How could he not know how terrifying the person in front of him was!
The magician also has a relationship among the old saints, and later he knows that the mysterious true king of source No. 1 is Wang Xuan!
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