In this life, Jiang Xiaofan grew up on Earth and spent twenty years there. Because of him, an ordinary old man died of exhaustion, so he returned to this world to make up for the sins he owed.
Of course, it was also out of gratitude.
It was also because this was the Ancestral Planet of the human race. He felt that this world would bring him hope.
In the blink of an eye, another few days passed. After the old man and the two young men, more powerful cultivators came. The strongest one had reached the Illusion God realm and was almost two hundred years old. This was really rare on the Ancestral Planet of the human race. He could be considered a genius. However, without exception, all of the extraordinary people who appeared outside the villa were ordered to leave by Jiang Xiaofan. He did not want anyone to disturb the old man's peaceful life.
"Xiaofan, it's time to eat."
The old man's voice was heard.
Jiang Xiaofan put down the Daoist scripture in his hand and walked out of the study. In the living room, the old man had already prepared a bowl of fragrant rice and a few dishes on the table.
"Grandpa, didn't I say that I'll do these things in the future? You just need to rest."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
The old man said with a smile, "I have to find something to do. If I stay idle all the time, my body will rust."
"You still treat me as a child."
Jiang Xiaofan chuckled.
"In my eyes, you'll always be a child."
The old man was very kind.
Jiang Xiaofan felt very warm. He helped the old man to the dishes, cleaned the dishes, and cleaned the house after the meal.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed …
Ten years later, the surroundings of the villa did not change much, but this world was more prosperous. Jiang Xiaofan helped the old man walk in the neighborhood. His steps were steady.
"Xiaofan, you're not young anymore. When are you going to bring back a granddaughter-in-law? It's time to find one."
The old man urged.
According to the old man's memory, Jiang Xiaofan was now forty years old.
In this world, people in their thirties should be married. However, Jiang Xiaofan was still alone at forty. The old man was naturally anxious.
"Soon, don't worry."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
"How can I not be anxious? Grandpa is old and doesn't have much time left. Before I die, I want to hug my little great-grandson. After that, I won't have any regrets even if I close my eyes."
The old man sighed.
These words were very ordinary, but Jiang Xiaofan felt a little sad.
"Right away."
He had a smile on his face.
A month later, a graceful young lady appeared in the villa. She was beautiful and pure.
"Good! That's great! "
The old man was overjoyed and kept asking when Jiang Xiaofan would marry the girl.
"In a week, at a nearby church."
Jiang Xiaofan said with a smile.
The young girl was conjured by his divine arts. He wanted to accompany the old man to the end of his life. Naturally, he wanted to live a normal life. He wanted to marry, have children, grow old, get sick, and die.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years passed. There was a lot of laughter in the villa, and there were more people. There were two more children, a boy and a girl. They always chased after the old man and called him Great-grandfather. Of course, all of this was an illusion created by Jiang Xiaofan. In fact, there was only him and the old man in this villa from beginning to end.
It was also in this year that Jiang Xiaofan spent more time with the old man. Time was heartless. The old man's body was getting worse and worse, and his life aura was constantly decreasing.
"There are no regrets, no regrets."
The old man often said.
In this year, Jiang Xiaofan's cultivation base fell to the Mystic Immortal Realm, and it was still decreasing. Regarding this, Jiang Xiaofan was very calm. When he destroyed his own heavenly heart origin energy, he had already thought of this ending.
"I wonder how you guys are doing …"
At night, he would always look at the starry sky alone, missing the women and the old friends of Ziwei.
However, although he missed them, he couldn't leave. He had to stay in this world.
He was the heavens. After destroying his own heavenly heart origin energy, he would soon fall to become an ordinary person. Before that, or after, within ten thousand years, he had to retrieve his peak strength or surpass it.
If he couldn't, then this universe would come to an end.
He looked up at the starry sky, lost in thought.
In the past twenty years, what he didn't know was that the starry sky had become even more chaotic. On the day of his return, he destroyed the Ninth Heaven and the Primal Chaos Tribe, but the Brahman Tribe appeared, and they were even more terrifying than the Ninth Heaven and the Primal Chaos Tribe. This was because this tribe had always been secretly guiding the Ninth Heaven. This tribe had an existence even stronger than Bingxin.
However, even if he knew about this, he wouldn't interfere.
He only had one opponent, Brahma.
They were waiting for the ultimate battle ten thousand years later, the battle that would determine reincarnation.
"Ten thousand Daos withered, and I stood alone at the top. Why do this?"
He sighed softly.
A cold wind blew, and the world gradually regained its light.
Spring and summer alternated, and time flowed like water. Soon, another twenty-five years had passed.
Twenty-five years later, the autumn wind blew, and withered leaves drifted down. It was also this year. In the villa, the old man smiled and closed his eyes peacefully.
Jiang Xiaofan had a sorrowful look on his face. He knelt down beside the old man's bed and chanted the Rebirth Mantra over and over again. The divine and sacred rainbow-colored light filled this space and lasted for nine days and nine nights.
"Grandpa, rest in peace." Nine days later, Jiang Xiaofan got up, and a ball of divine fire appeared in his hand. He covered the old man's corpse, and it quickly turned into a pile of ashes.
With his current height, he could extend the old man's life, or even make him immortal. However, he didn't do so in the end, as he didn't want to disrupt the old man's normal life.
Sometimes, immortality wasn't necessarily a good thing.
The "wife and children" in the villa all left. Jiang Xiaofan collected the old man's ashes, and climbed up a famous mountain in this city. In an absolutely quiet place, he buried the old man's ashes ninety-nine meters underground. The tombstone was also buried at the bottom.
The old man said that he didn't like the hustle and bustle of the city. Jiang Xiaofan felt that the old man would like and be satisfied with this place.
After burying the old man, he took a few steps back, sat down quietly, and looked up at the boundless sky.
"Senior …"
A respectful voice came from afar.
A hundred zhang away stood an extremely old figure. He was dressed in green, and his hair was white. He was already over two hundred years old, and was at the second sky of the Illusion God Realm.
When Jiang Xiaofan took the old man's corpse from the city, it alarmed many "experts". People often went to the villa to watch, and this person was one of them. Of course, these people only went to watch, and no one dared to disturb him in the villa.
As for the matter of the corpse, these people had already given an official "explanation" and suppressed the matter. For them, Jiang Xiaofan was undoubtedly the most important. The immortal corpse was nothing at all.
Jiang Xiaofan didn't look back, still looking up at the sky.
He didn't speak, and the old man in green in the distance naturally didn't dare to speak again. He just waited respectfully in the distance.
This world used to be the ancestral land of the Human Race. Although it later declined for some special reasons, there were still some ancient sects in places where mortals couldn't see. However, it was difficult to reproduce the glory of the past.
Forty-five years ago, the old man and two young men who first went to the villa area were disciples of a certain sect. The old man in green standing here at this moment was naturally from the same sect as the old man, and he was a disciple of the Zhengyi School.
Forty-five years had passed since then, but in these 45 years, the people of this sect had never forgotten the existence of Jiang Xiaofan. There were always records in the sect. This old man was an extremely powerful elder of the Zhengyi School. He hoped to invite Jiang Xiaofan to give a speech in the sect.
For Jiang Xiaofan, the old man felt terrified just by looking at him from a distance. There was a great pressure forcing him to surrender. He had never felt such pressure even from the current head of the Zhengyi School. He felt that Jiang Xiaofan was comparable to the supreme figures in ancient times.
If they could invite such a person back and give them some pointers, they might be able to restore the former glory of the Zhengyi School. Even if they couldn't, it would definitely be enough to increase their strength dozens of times, far surpassing their current strength.
In the blink of an eye, another three years passed...
For three years, Jiang Xiaofan had been sitting in the same place and had not moved half a step. At the same time, the old man in green came here almost every three days to pay his respects.
As time passed, the old man in green became more and more shocked because he also found that Jiang Xiaofan had not moved half a step. In other words, in the past three years, Jiang Xiaofan had not taken any food or even a drop of water. This kind of strength was unimaginable.
This also made him even more determined. Later, he came here almost every day to pay his respects, and even the current head and Taishang Elder of this sect followed him. They were extremely respectful. They knew very well that if the Zhengyi School could get the guidance of such a big shot, it would definitely be a great blessing.
On this day, a cool breeze blew, and the sky became very bright.
It was also on this day that Jiang Xiaofan, who had been sitting quietly for three years, finally moved. He stood up, startling the birds on his shoulder and causing them to fly away in fear.
"Senior."
In the distance, a few old men called out with respectful expressions.
Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and looked at them. His eyes were deep like an eternal black hole.
After a while, he raised his right hand and pointed a few divine lights forward, which sank into the glabella of the old men. In an instant, the old men trembled as if they were burning. Their faces were filled with ecstasy.
"This, this, this..."
They were extremely excited and their minds were in a mess.
Just a moment ago, a Secret Technique had appeared in each of their Spiritual Seas. The vastness and mysteriousness of the Secret Technique had shocked them. Even the top Secret Techniques of their Sects could not compare to it. Most importantly, there were some insights on cultivation, which were truly priceless treasures.
"Thank you, Senior! Thank you, Senior! "
Several elders knelt down, displaying the greatest respect.
"My family is here. From now on, no one is allowed to disturb them, and no harm is allowed to come to this mountain."
Jiang Xiaofan said calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes! Senior, please rest assured that we will definitely protect this holy mountain! "
The old men said repeatedly.
Jiang Xiaofan nodded and took one last look at the underground world. Then, he tore open the void and disappeared in front of them.
"This... He really has the ability to tear open the void with his bare hands and travel through the void!"
Looking at this scene, the old men trembled with fear. Such a method could only be achieved in the resplendent ancient times. How many years had it been since they had seen such a peerless existence?
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