A water-blue star was right in front of them. It was beautiful and sparkling like a blue diamond adorning the starry sky. A few space vehicles would appear from time to time. They were like rays of light streaking across the sky. It was extremely beautiful.
Ye Fan stood in outer space and looked down quietly. The sun and moon were like shuttles and time was like an arrow. Six thousand years had already passed. Looking back, what had he gained and what had he lost?
He had been thinking about the distant starry sky battlefield all these years. What kind of time had it been?
Both Zhang Wenchang and Pang Bo had come back more than once. Zhang Wenchang had to come back after his tribulation. In his words, it was a new life, so he had to come back to take a look.
Pang Bo, on the other hand, brought his descendants to experience the customs of his hometown. It was an important journey in his life.
As for Ye Fan, he had many misgivings in the past. His enemies were too powerful, so he was afraid of drawing the flames of war here. He had always restrained his impulse and feelings of returning.
Later on, he was unrivalled in the heavens and earth and should have no such misgivings. However, his inertia had always prevented him from moving and turning back until today.
"I'll go down first. You guys take your time to watch," said Longma. It stirred up a stream of lightning and rushed into the star below.
Ye Fan and the others also descended. With a flash of light, they appeared on a mountain peak. Spiritual energy was dense here. Humans were developing and the environment of the present earth had improved greatly. It was now suitable for cultivation.
Of course, this was also related to the essence energy that the 99 dragon mountains had begun to leak out. This was the fundamental reason.
"I'll be leaving first." After returning to earth, Zhang Wenchang was very quiet. He didn't say much and left alone.
When he entered the starry sky back then, his wife was pregnant and couldn't stay by her side. This was his life's regret. Later on, he found out that his wife had met a good man. With regards to this, he could only cry loudly on the other side of the starry sky and then silently watch and bless her.
There were many ancient formations on earth. After six thousand years, people already knew that this land was far larger than they had imagined. They could already use scientific methods to uncover some of the dust-covered mountains and rivers of history.
Now, the civilization here was developed. Not only was there resplendent technology, but there were also cultivators in the mortal world. This had long been accepted by the people.
"Master, Martial Uncle!"
When Ye Fan and Pang Bo arrived at the Celestial Island of Ponlay, an old man with white hair and a youthful complexion flew over and paid his respects. He was Ye Fan's former registered disciple, Zhan Yifan.
More than six thousand years had passed, and he had been the Great Sage for many years. However, in the end, he was unable to withstand the passage of time, and he was already so old.
In comparison, Ye Fan was still young and full of vigor. He looked like he was in his twenties, and time had not left any traces on his body.
This place became the base of the Celestial Court on Earth. The island was very big, like a continent. However, it did not appear in the mortal world, so it was difficult for outsiders to find it.
Many disciples revealed strange gazes when they looked over, because he was too young, far more 'tender' than their founder, Zhan Yifan. This kind of contrast was too great, too strange.
"Why aren't you guys coming over? This is your true founder!" Zhan Yifan said.
Ponlay was shaken. Countless disciples rushed over, enough to number in the tens of thousands. Now, the Celestial Court had become the most powerful inheritance on Earth. It was incomparable.
They had long since known that the founder had become an emperor in the cosmos and was known as the Celestial Emperor, invincible in the nine heavens and ten earths. However, they had never seen or heard of the founder's return.
Today, Ye Fan's sudden arrival caused a great earthquake. The disciples who were training outside also rushed over at the first moment, incomparably excited.
"Master!"
The next moment, You Weiyu and Yan Xiaoyu, the immortal couple on Ponlay, woke up from a deep level of seclusion and came out to pay their respects. They and Zhan Yifan were both Ye Fan's registered disciples. Their aptitudes were extraordinary, and they had been to the Celestial Court's headquarters in the depths of the starry skies several times.
"What a pity, junior apprentice-sister Phoenix Goddess has passed away." You Weiyu sighed softly.
Humans would grow old, get sick, and die, and cultivators were no exception. Even the few of them might follow in her footsteps after a thousand years. It was difficult to reverse.
"Little sister Xu Ye, she's also …" Yan Xiaoyu said softly. She knew that she was the daughter of the master's confidante in the mortal world.
"I already know." Ye Fan sighed softly.
So many years had passed, and it was impossible for his old friend Xu Qiong to still be in the mortal world. She had long turned into yellow soil, and this made people powerless to defy the heavens.
And Xu Qiong's daughter, Xu Ye, was young and lively back then. She was the little demoness in the eyes of Komatsu. Although she later embarked on the path of cultivation, she had finally passed away on this island after six thousand years.
Two thousand years ago, when Komatsu received the news, he had cried loudly. During his days on Earth, he and Xu Ye had once been best friends.
Now that Komatsu had been sealed and couldn't come here, he would most likely feel sad even if he didn't.
The past events of the mortal world had all disappeared with the passage of time. His friends and relatives in the mortal world back then no longer existed. Ye Fan could only let out a long sigh.
Pang Bo patted his shoulder and didn't say anything. He had come back several times to search for his parents and big brother's descendants. He was also very sad.
"Master, this way please," said Zhan Yifan.
They walked into a cemetery behind Ponlay Island. There was an ancient tomb here. It had existed for a long time, but it had been taken care of from time to time. The surrounding flowers and plants were fragrant, and snowy maples were everywhere.
This was his parents' tomb. It had been moved here by Zhan Yifan and the others. That was because thousands of years had passed, and the blue sea had turned into mulberry fields. The outside world changed with each passing day, and the changes were too great.
"I want to be alone for a while." Ye Fan said to everyone. He had long heard that his parents' tomb was here. Even though his cultivation level was high, he still felt sad and his eyes became blurry.
The crowd retreated and didn't disturb him again.
Ye Fan sat alone in front of the tomb. No one could hear what he was whispering. They only looked at his back and felt very lonely. He passed the night like this without moving.
Only at noon did he get up and walk to another tomb. Looking at the two words "Xu Ye" carved on it, he couldn't help but touch it gently. He stood there for a long time.
When Ye Fan walked out of the cemetery, the crowd couldn't see anything. They only felt that he was very lonely, but they didn't have the violent mood swings they had imagined after great sorrow.
Only Pang Bo understood that those mortal years were more precious than anything in Ye Fan's heart. But in the end, they were lost and couldn't come back.
In the next few days, Ye Fan explained the deeper level of comprehension of the Great Dao to his disciples. He then left. He wanted to walk alone.
Mount Longhu, Mount Gezao, Mount Zhongnan, Mount Emei, and other places left Ye Fan's footprints. Unfortunately, it was difficult to find an old friend in the world. The sect masters of the past had passed away many years ago.
Daoist Qi Ri, Kunlun's sect master Xue Chen, and the Immortal Sword Sect's sect master had all broken through to the saint realm. But in the end, they all passed away.
Ye Fan walked into the mortal world. In the center of the city, row upon row of skyscrapers rose from the ground. In the distance, the environment was beautiful and the gardens were orderly. Spaceships flew across the sky from time to time, flashing with colorful lights.
This was no longer the city he was familiar with. It had changed a lot. He came to the outskirts, but he couldn't find anything of the past.
Ye Fan walked past a few old places and suddenly stopped. He caught a familiar fluctuation in the distant quiet villa area. He walked forward.
"It's you …" The door opened, revealing a beautiful face looking at Ye Fan in front of the lawn.
It was a woman. Although she still looked young, her hair had long turned white. She looked at him in a daze and then came to her senses. She smiled and said, "You're back."
She was Lin Jia, one of the people who crossed the starry sky and reached the other side. Later, she had a great opportunity to become the disciple of the old woodcutter. When the Palace was merged into the Celestial Court, she left.
She had white hair and a beautiful face. If it wasn't for her great strength and ability to preserve her beauty, she would have aged.
Lin Jia invited Ye Fan into the house. She made him a cup of light green tea and put it on the table. This startled him, and he fell into memories of the past.
Back then, he liked to make a cup of light tea, sit in front of the window, and read all kinds of books. It was a kind of enjoyment. After so many years, he had almost forgotten the feeling of the past.
"You're very nostalgic. You still live in the original city," Ye Fan finally said.
"I'm tired. I just want to spend my life in peace. Some of the good things of the past are worth remembering," Lin Jia said.
Tired, she revealed her true feelings. She was tired of everything in the starry sky, so she came back to reintegrate into the city.
The old woodcutter had two disciples. One was Lin Jia, and the other was Zhou Yi. They chose different paths.
Zhou Yi did not give in and kept moving forward. He had long broken into the Quasi-emperor Realm. He studied the Eight Trigrams, and his strength was unfathomable. He was famous in the starry sky.
With the disappearance of the Palace, he did not join the Celestial Court. Instead, he chose to fight on his own, hoping to reach the top and enter the realm of the Great Emperor.
However, more than six thousand years had passed, and he was also old. At this time, he was looking at his hometown in the starry sky, his hair mixed with a few strands of snow.
"I'm not the only one who came back. Yiyi is also tired. There's also Cade. He's old but not old at heart. He became the God of Light in the West," Lin Jia said with a smile.
At this time, Longma had strolled to the West. He was a guest in the Divine Light Court and was making a lot of noise.
"I say, Yellow Hair, you're really something. Not only did you run away from Mount Meru, but you also ran away after joining the Celestial Court. Now, you're actually becoming a god yourself. Do you really want to compete with the God you speak of?"
Longma took big gulps of wine and chatted merrily with Cade in a Temple of Light in the depths of the void.
Around them, some angels of the Winged Race were waiting on them. They all looked at each other. They really did not know where this divine being came from to make their Master God personally accompany him. No matter how they looked at it, this person was like a great demon.
In the villa area, Lin Jia sighed softly and said, "More than six thousand years have passed. I wonder how many people from back then are left."
Ye Fan thought about it. There were more than thirty people from back then, but there really weren't many left now. He said, "Other than you and me, there's still Zhou Yi, Cade, Pang Bo, Zhang Ziling, Liu Yiyi, Zhang Wenchang, Wang Ziwen, and Li Xiaoman."
Lin Jia sighed, then suddenly said, "Why don't we have another gathering on Mount Tai? I still feel like I'm in a great dream. I really want to wake up."
Ye Fan extended his divine sense and invited Pang Bo and Zhang Wenchang over. The two felt strange, but in the end, they both agreed to Lin Jia's suggestion.
"Are we going to find everyone from the starry sky?" Zhang Wenchang asked.
Several days later, the sun rose from the peak of Mount Tai. Clouds rose and rosy clouds rose. It looked like a fairyland. After nearly six thousand and five hundred years, the same people were standing here again.
They looked up at the sky as if they were waiting for something.
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