Chapter 559 The Past

When Wang Xuan appeared, all the cultivators waiting at the gate stood up to greet him and welcome the arrival of the Immortal Martial Taoist.

The monks of Baoguang Temple, the sword practitioners of Tianjian Mountain, and several senior brothers from Xianwu Mountain, there are only twenty or thirty people here in total, but they are all direct descendants of the three immortal forces.

Ziwei Immortal Lord took the lead and led Qingfeng Sword Immortal to say enthusiastically: "The development of Canglan Realm is imminent. With Daozi in charge, this matter will surely be unstoppable."

Bodhisattva Tianhe smiled and said, "Amitabha, Daozi has arrived at the right time. The boundary gate is not far from being connected."

In fact, they have been guarding the boundary gate for a long time, and the time to enter the Canglan Realm has matured. They will start immediately as soon as Wang Xuan arrives.

Because the one who presided over the development of Canglan Realm this time was none other than the Immortal Martial Taoist Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan smiled and said, "I am late."

Ziwei Xianjun, Tianhe Bodhisattva and others shook their heads and said, "We know exactly why Daozi has been so busy these days. This is really embarrassing for us."

Especially the Immortal Lord Ziwei, as an eyewitness he knew better about Wang Xuan’s planning and hard work during those days.

After some greetings, several people sat down and began to talk about the affairs of the Canglan Realm.

On the sparkling seabed, you can look up and see schools of fish swimming by. Sometimes, Da Congming would tilt his head and try to break through the restriction, curious about what a two-legged beast without a tail would look like.

Wang Zhu jumped off Ling Chen's body, approached the restriction and looked at the fishes face to face. He reached out to grab them from time to time, scaring the fishes so that they ran around in panic.

Lingchen was both angry and amused, and she had to catch this lively little guy from time to time.

Three disciples, Hongze, Zhang Han, Wang Tuntian and others, sat aside and listened carefully, and the true disciples did not miss the opportunity either.

Now they are chess pieces participating in the development of the boundary gate, and in the future they will be chess players presiding over the war. Everything must be learned from now on.

With the arrival of Wang Xuan, the work of developing the Canglan Realm officially began.

Huge cruise ships arrived in this sea area one after another, and starships kept falling from the sky, carrying supplies and manpower, continuously pouring into the boundary gate.

There are three immortal affiliated forces, personnel related to the federal government, and the army with various weapons.

In just one day, all the manpower and materials were in place. This is the efficiency of Earth in developing other worlds.

Watching the huge team operating in an orderly manner, everyone couldn't help but admire Wang Xuan's orderly dispatch. To preside over a project involving hundreds of thousands of people, the brainpower and wisdom required are beyond imagination.

Everyone was extremely excited. Developing another world was such a significant thing. It was such an honor for them to be able to participate in it.

"What's wrong, uncle-master?" Zhang Han asked Hongze in a low voice.

Ever since Chen Qingniu came here, he has spoken much less, and he feels depressed and melancholy. I wonder if he is thinking of something from the past.

Hongze shook his head: "Don't ask too much."

When it comes to the old matters of their master and uncles, they, as disciples, are not qualified to ask about them. They should spend more energy on self-cultivation.

"Let's go, let's take our fellow apprentices and meet up with the others."

Hongze took Zhang Han and the other little rascals from Xianwu Mountain away. The other four generations of true disciples from Tianjian Mountain and Baoguang Temple had all arrived. As companions who were about to enter the Canglan Realm together, they should get to know each other.

Wang Xuan walked to Chen Qingniu's side and patted his shoulder: "Do you remember Master Chen?"

Six or seven years ago, Chen Qingniu still had his father by his side to take care of him, and he was so relaxed at that time. But a series of events caused him to lose his loved ones and embark on a path of growth and revenge.

Hatred is like a sword piercing his heart, whipping him forward all the time.

Even though his cultivation continued to advance by leaps and bounds, he was no longer the high-spirited and carefree young man he once was. His fate and mentality changed drastically.

Chen Qingniu looked through the thick sea water at the sun that emitted only mottled light, and felt a slight chill.

"Time flies." Chen Qingniu sighed.

Under the passage of time, regardless of personal will, everyone is moving forward, experiencing all kinds of joys and sorrows.

Even if you stay where you are, the whole world is moving like flowing water and is no longer the same as before.

Chen Qingniu sometimes felt that he was still living in the pain of the past and longed to go back to the time when his father was still alive.

Wang Xuan nodded and said, "Yes, time drives the whole world to turn. We are caught up in it and always feel powerless and fatalistic. Only by struggling hard can we slightly change our fate."

If his memories were not constantly being overwritten and the surrounding environment was not constantly changing, sometimes he would feel that he could reach out and touch the past.

"I still remember that at that time I often wore a sword, held a wine jug in my hand, and dreamed of becoming a sword immortal. I dreamed of becoming a sword immortal for a long time, but now I feel that all the past was just a dream."

The feeling of being stripped away by time always makes him feel that he is no longer himself and the world is no longer the same world.

Chen Qingniu suddenly changed the subject and said, "Someone told me that Zhao Hao was also influenced by the alien race like Qingfeng Sword Immortal, so he committed the sins of the past."

"The Abyss Controller is the real murderer behind the scenes. I should avenge my father's death on him."

"Tell me, how much should I believe this?"

Chen Qingniu had an unimaginable struggle in his heart. In his heart, the enemy who killed his father was Zhao Hao, so he had always set the ten-year agreement as his goal.

But suddenly one day, the truth of the matter turned out like this. How should he look at it?
He really didn't want to look at it, nor did he want to think about it.

Wang Xuan patted him on the shoulder. The events of that year were indeed guided by alien races, and this fact was gradually confirmed later.

It was not until now that the clone of the Abyss Master was suppressed and solid evidence was obtained that the matter was finally concluded.

"Back then, Master and his men suspected that aliens were involved, so they didn't kill Zhao Hao and spared his life." Wang Xuan comforted him, "Zhao Hao may have been influenced by the aliens, but he still has to bear the unshirkable responsibility."

If he was given eight points of responsibility back then, it would be five points now.

Zhao Hao has changed a lot over the years, and his cultivation has improved rapidly, so the faction Zhao Hao belongs to in Tianjian Mountain wants to resolve this grudge.

Whether he is willing to let go or not, the choice is in Chen Qingniu's hands. With Wang Xuan and Master He Fang around, certain powers of Tianjian Mountain cannot affect him.

Chen Qingniu clenched his fists, the fire of hatred in his heart still burning. He said expressionlessly: "I still want to kill him, kill him!"

Whenever he thought of his father's head with his eyes open after death, he was so heartbroken that he couldn't sleep all night.

Wang Xuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "We will take care of the revenge of the Abyss Controller, but you will have to take care of Zhao Hao's revenge."

"Thank you." Chen Qingniu forced a smile, but the smile was fake and the gloomy expression was really ugly.

(End of this chapter)