I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

In the carefully built courtyard.

Taoist Master Mingxu, Li Feng, Shu Jianqing and several other old disciples of Fuzhen Temple gathered here.

They didn't know why Yan Xiu asked them to come here and thought he had something important to tell them.

But after waiting for a long time, Yan Xiu did not say anything. He just sat quietly under the Jianmu tree, and his whole aura seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.

After a long time, Shi Wujie slowly walked in with the support of Shou Yuan and Shou Qing.

Just when everyone was wondering who this old man was, Shi Wujie came to Taoist Mingxu, knelt down and kowtowed.

"Evil disciple Shi Wujie, hello to the master!"

As soon as the familiar voice came out, the minds of Taoist Mingxu and others suddenly buzzed and fell into a blank.

Although Li Feng and the others are now in their thirties, they are still in their prime according to martial artists.

In contrast, Shi Wujie, who was about the same age as them, already had a face full of wrinkles and was deficient in energy and blood, like an old man on his deathbed.

This sudden change made them feel a little helpless and they didn't know what to say.

At the same time, I am also curious about what happened after Shi Wujie came down the mountain that caused him to become what he is now.

Taoist Mingxu grabbed Shi Wujie's shoulders with his skinny hands like chicken claws, his whole body trembled uncontrollably and his lips trembled.

Li Feng stood there in a daze, and Shu Jianqing also had a dazed look on his face, full of disbelief.

Taoist Mingxu touched Shi Wujie's head, his eyes red, and said in a choked voice: "Okay, it's good that you're back."

That year, Wu Jie suddenly left Fuzhen Temple without saying a word. Taoist Mingxu would go down the mountain alone every year to look for his whereabouts. This incident almost became a knot in his heart.

Now his former top disciple has finally returned. Although he doesn't know what happened to him, he has finally fulfilled his wish.

Shi Wujie stood up with difficulty and came to Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu looked at him quietly without saying anything.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, and finally Shi Wujie spoke first.

"I haven't seen you for many years. I never thought that my junior brother back then would become the Dao Master of the Great Yuan Dynasty."

His voice was hoarse, as if two pieces of iron were rubbing against each other, and his tone was full of nostalgia.

Back then, Wu Jie was the chief disciple of Fuzhen Temple, while Yan Xiu was just a miscellaneous disciple who was not even allowed to practice martial arts. There was a huge difference between the two.

Now, after many years, one has become a Taoist master respected by everyone in the Yuan Dynasty, while the other is a dying coffin.

Everyone sat around Jianmu, drinking tea made by Yan Xiu, and began to reminisce about the past. They also asked Shi Wujie where he had been and what had happened over the years.

It turned out that Wu Jie entered the devil's sect after he came down the mountain.

Although the Demon Sect's martial arts were amazing, his style of doing things was difficult for him to accept, so he picked up his bucket and ran away one morning, heading straight for Zhongzhou.

Because it is a holy land with many martial arts sects, and it is also the place with the most innate masters.

It was only when he arrived in Zhongzhou that he realized how insignificant and ridiculous he was.

The trip to Zhongzhou suffered repeated setbacks, which made Shi Wujie completely hopeless.

Later, by chance, he was able to enter a mysterious organization to practice, and his realm greatly improved.

But I didn't expect that he was just a two-legged sheep raised by others.

He finally realized it after he had achieved the innate realm, but it was too late, as almost all of his energy had been sucked away.

Fortunately, a master who was chasing the beast discovered it in time and rescued him, so he was saved.

After talking like this for almost an hour, Shi Wujie suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of black blood, and his breath became weak.

Taoist Mingxu hurriedly stood up and inquired about the situation.

Shi Wujie shook his head and said to Yan Xiu frankly: "I came back this time just to be buried in my hometown. I hope you can help me."

Faced with the last request of a dying man, Yan Xiu naturally would not refuse.

Shi Wujie smiled with relief when he heard this and continued to talk about what he encountered after coming down the mountain.

When talking about the master who killed the person who absorbed his power, Shi Wujie's face showed a look of awe.

“I had already reached the Xiantian realm at that time, but I was still powerless to fight back against the man who absorbed my power. The realm of the person who saved my life was even more terrifying, and I killed him with just a flick of my finger.

Later I found out that it was a realm higher than the Tianyuan realm, the Tiangang realm!"

Taoist Mingxu and others were moved when they heard this.

Being able to kill a warrior above the Innate Realm in just a snap of the fingers, what a powerful force that is.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to Yan Xiu.

I think Yan Xiu should be at this level, right?

Shi Wujie coughed a few more times and said in a deep voice: "I know that my junior brother is a great Taoist master and has achieved extraordinary accomplishments, but there are always people better than you in this world. You must not just sit in a well and look at the world from a distance."

Li Feng and others nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Although Yan Xiu is the best in the Yuan Dynasty, there are many dynasties and kingdoms outside the Yuan Dynasty, and even a world outside the desert sea.

The mysterious divine bird Qingluan was obtained from overseas.

But Yan Xiu didn’t take it too seriously. If nothing unexpected happened, he might not even step out of the Yuan Dynasty in his lifetime. After all, he hadn’t even seen all the scenery in the Novice Village.

Next, Shi Wujie talked about his own experience.

Ever since he was rescued by a Tiangang Realm expert, he had been asking around along the way. Later he learned that the man came from the largest force in the Northern Frontier, the Xianyue Holy Land, so he traveled thousands of miles to become his disciple.

However, his innate power was almost completely sucked away, and his martial arts foundation was also severely damaged, so he naturally could not enter the Xianyue Holy Land.

Speaking of the Xianyue Holy Land, Shi Wujie showed a look of shock on his face.

"As far as I know, the influence of the Moon-Bearing Holy Land radiates to many surrounding countries. The strength of such a behemoth must be unfathomable. It is said that they are behind the war in the northern border. Junior brother, you must be extremely careful."

Yan Xiu narrowed his eyes when he heard this and said nothing.

Later, as time went by, Wujie's health began to deteriorate after all his energy was drained away.

First, his true energy was lost rapidly, and he could only exert less than 30% of his strength. Then his energy and blood were depleted, and his face aged rapidly.

Shi Wujie calculated that he might not have much time left, so he decided to return to his roots and forced himself to go back to Yuan Dynasty.

Although the scenery along the way was beautiful, the experiences he had experienced made Shi Wujie physically and mentally exhausted.

Half a month later, the disciple who was in charge of taking care of Shi Wujie found that he had passed away peacefully in his sleep when he went to deliver food to him.

Several old disciples including Yan Xiu, Li Feng and Shu Jianqing buried him in the back mountain and erected a monument.

Shi Wujie was alone from beginning to end, without a wife or children.

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The third year of Zhenghe.

After occupying the territory of Shatuo Kingdom, Emperor Tang Zheng sent a large number of people and officials to manage it.

He spent day and night in the imperial study reviewing memorials, serving the people and attending to government affairs, working day and night, and the national strength of the Yuan Dynasty began to prosper.

Queen Wu Qian saw it all and was worried, fearing that something might happen to Tang Zheng. Although she advised him many times to take care of his health, Tang Zheng just shook his head.

So Wu Qian came to Fuzhen Temple many times and asked Yan Xiu for some elixirs.

mid-year.

After nearly a year of recuperation, the Yuan army was ready for battle, gathering more than 200,000 troops and stationing them in the state closest to the Taicang Dynasty.

Now that the Shatuo Kingdom has been properly dealt with, it is time to settle the score for the Taicang Iron Cavalry's unethical sneak attack.