Master of the Worlds

Chapter 224 Waiting for your return in the world of mortals
Watching off his first guest, the woman in white who is known as the Emperor Tuntian, left.

Sitting back in his seat, Mu Feng let out a long sigh.

"Silly apprentice, just wait for the master to come back! If you continue to search like this, where will the master find you?"

Thinking of the look back he saw before and the firm gaze of his apprentice, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel a headache again.

"So, you have to be so unconfident in your master that you are afraid that I will be in danger, so you want to take the initiative to find me?"

Teacher Mu, who can't find his apprentice, seems to have no other better way than to complain here at this moment.

Use your usual means to go back in time?

As early as the first time he came to the world that shrouded the sky, he had done so.

However, there is no trace of information about her left in this world, as if she has never been in this world.

However, through the induction in the dark, he can clearly know that she has indeed been in this world.

Thus, there is only one possible explanation.

Heaven and earth leave no trace!

When a living being is strong enough to a certain level, no part of the world can imprint any traces of its past existence.

Like jumping out of the long river of time, the past, present, and future will not leave any trace of information.

But being unable to stay doesn't mean she didn't exist.

Through the induction in the dark, Mufeng can conclude that her apprentice has come to this world.

However, what she encountered in this world, what she experienced, where she went, and where she is now, these can no longer be viewed by looking back in time.

"It's just that it's obviously a mask made by myself, why did it lose all its power and finally return to ordinary life?"

After sighing, thinking of the mask worn by the Empress in White earlier, such doubts appeared in Teacher Mu's heart again.

When many doubts come together, even Mufeng can't help but feel a headache.

All he can do now is to peel back the cocoons, to restore the truth of the matter bit by bit, so as to find the news he needs.

"System, how long is it until that guy arrives?"

His eyes began to focus again, and he withdrew his chaotic thoughts, Mufeng asked the system.

"20 years, three months, and one hour!" The system's reply can always appear in the mind the moment Mufeng asks.

Mufeng: "." It is accurate to the time, why not add minutes and seconds?

So, it really is very systematic!
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"More than 20 years, and there are still more than 20 years before that guy arrives. Why did you send me so early? Don't you know that this holy master is very busy?"

Well, I'm really busy, busy looking for the lost apprentice in the endless world.

System: ".According to the host's plan, the best layout time is this time point. If the host has an opinion, the system can send the host to before the plot begins."

Mufeng: "." What you said is very reasonable, and I have no way to refute it.

"Forget it, they're here anyway, and it's not too late."

Shaking his head, Mufeng got up from the chair, took a step forward, and disappeared into the small shop he just opened, wandering in the turbulence of time and space.

The earth, the ancestral vein of Kunlun.

This is the third year that Mufeng came to the world of Zhetian, and it is also the third year that he made a deal with Emperor Swallowing Heaven.

In the past three years, Mufeng has traveled all over the world, seen all the scenery in the world, and searched all over the world.

Even the legendary fairyland, he once went around.

It's just that, apart from that familiar mask, there doesn't seem to be any information he wants left in this world.

Walking step by step in the depths of Kunlun, the killing array laid down by the great emperor-level source celestial master is full of dangers, making countless practitioners discouraged.

But now, Mufeng walks slowly among them, without deliberately looking for the correct route, and without deliberately avoiding possible dangers.

But the killing array seemed to have a spirituality. Whenever Mu Feng took a step, it would shrink on its own, as if avoiding his advance.

The peerless killing formation used to prevent outsiders from intruding deliberately avoids the route of the intruder. Such a scene, let the person who set up the formation know, and wonder if they will crawl out of the grave in anger and destroy themselves with their own hands. Carefully laid out the overall situation!

Along the way, there are elixir everywhere, and psychic birds and beasts come and go. While the crisis is threatening, it also shows the extraordinaryness of this place.

Even, when going to the depths of the formation, Mufeng encountered two plants of magic medicine.

They, or they, actually begged to follow Mu Feng's side.

It's just that this thing doesn't have the slightest effect on him, but he doesn't even have the interest to put it away, so it's better to leave it for later generations.

"." Seeing Mufeng's disappearing back, the two plants of magic medicine looked at each other, and silently shed tears of grief.

This is the second time, the second time I took the initiative to ask to follow, but I was rejected by others!
They are the magic medicine that can make the emperor live a second life!

Along the way, Mufeng reached the depths of the forbidden area of ​​99 Longshan.

In front of a cliff, Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bloody coat guarded by a stone tablet on the cliff.

Time, as if the reverse button was pressed, a young man shrouded in golden light, went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers with his companions, and finally broke into this place.

But almost all of them were injured.

The boy's white clothes were stained red with blood, his powerful body was scarred and his life was in danger.

Looking at the enemy behind him and the Jedi in front, the young man cut off a corner of the white robe and engraved his obsession with blood.

Thousands of years later, the empress in white was so stunningly talented and beautiful that the whole world was enemies of her.

After destroying the Yuhua God Dynasty with one hand, she came here, and found the traces left by him in the place where he fought in the past.

"I'm going to die. But what about my sister?"

A line of handwriting written in blood, short and hasty.

However, it was this short number that almost drove the empress in white crazy.

She howled in grief, and her voice almost shattered the entire Kunlun.

The cry of grief pierced the heavens and the earth, causing eight of the nine bright moons to shatter.In the corner of the eyes, there are two lines of clear tears.

She never shed tears when she was deemed unable to embark on the path of spiritual practice. She never shed tears when the whole world was surrounded by enemies. She narrowly escaped death countless times in the face of the enemy's siege. She never shed tears when she was resurrected at the end of the road.

When she became the number one empress of all ages, wrote a legend, and single-handedly destroyed the mighty Yuhua God Dynasty, she never shed tears.

However, at this moment, facing this corner of blood-clothed clothes, I looked at the short and hasty numbers on it.

From the corners of her eyes, two lines of tears fell uncontrollably.

What kind of unforgettable, what kind of despair and heartache will make this empress who has never shown a little bit of cowardice shed tears of grief?
Slashing down the stars of the nine heavens with a wave of his hand, refining a shimmering silver stele that shines through the ages, engraved his own Dao mark on it, lingering in the vast chaos, this empress in white guards this place of time and space, guarding everything here.

"Ah!" With a sigh, Mu Feng pointed at the bloody coat.

A shattered strand of true spirit flew out from the bloody garment, and was held in Mufeng's hand.

Put away a wisp of remnant spirit, take a step forward and continue to move forward.

In front of it, there is a huge piece lying horizontally. On the rock, there are dozens of fist-sized stars embedded in it.Mufeng knew that these were real stars, which were refined and shrunk down by the empress with great magic power.

"I'm going to die, who... can help me take care of my sister?"

On the cliff, there is a line of scrawled and rough handwriting. It can be seen from the handwriting that the person who carved the words was in a bad state at that time.

Between the lines, there is a feeling of despair and unfulfilled wishes.

This time, there is no need for Mufeng to go back in time,
A vague figure appeared, and he muttered to himself, as if he couldn't let go of the other side of the starry sky, stroking a grimace mask, feeling extremely lost.

"God's blood, demon blood, and Buddha's blood have all been poured on it. It will be my turn soon. It doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my younger sister? She is still too young, so I can't worry about it."

This vague figure begged the people next to him, if he could go back to the other side of the starry sky, they must not forget to help him raise his elder sister.

Mu Feng was silent, the empress came here before herself, and restored the scene of the past with her amazing supernatural powers.

It's just that the only thing he can't let go of when he sees his loved ones dying is himself.

As for himself, even if he could go back in time, even if he could go upstream in time one day, he could only watch his death helplessly.

So what kind of heartbreak should it be?
Mufeng didn't know, and didn't want to see it.

Also collected the remaining true spirit here, Mufeng continued to move forward.

Ahead, the Immortal Pond was already in sight, but Mu Feng did not pay any attention to the hope of becoming an immortal that drove countless great forces crazy.

His eyes fell on the tomb on the side of the road from beginning to end.

Fayan looked through the tomb, in which a bloody garment was buried.

Next to the bloody clothes, there is a projection of a bronze mask that has been broken into more than a dozen pieces. The mask has long been repaired by the empress in white and put on her face, but here, perhaps because of the empress's persistence, or because of the remnants of the dead, there are still remains. The projection of the mask.

"I'm just me, don't worry about my sister!"

The grimace mask full of cracks, it seems to be crying but not crying, smiling but not smiling, with sadness in the smile and smile in the wound, exactly the same as the one on the face of the Empress!
However, even if it is broken into more than a dozen pieces, even if the person has been dead for a long time.

When looking at the projection of the mask, Mu Feng still seems to be able to see the young man wearing the mask, before dying, pouring out his despair and unwillingness!

Perhaps, only such feelings can make that magnificent woman unforgettable for the rest of her life!
"Not to become an immortal, just to wait for you to come back in this red dust."

A woman's voice seemed to come from the nine heavens, and the gods couldn't help trembling. She was the only one in heaven and earth, and she chose a path that the world could not understand.

She struggled in the world of mortals, lived for four generations, lived against the sky for 20 years, and finally became a fairy in the world of mortals, just waiting for his return.

(End of this chapter)