History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1428. Chapter 1399 Chapter 1398

Yan Zhaoge saw Chen Qianhua and said hesitantly: “Holding the source to take the picture, or the longitude and latitude? If it is not covered by a special method, I will not be able to find that someone has already taken the first step in front of the tree.”

“But the illusion of light and shadow seems to originate from the Canghua tree itself, how can I not see that someone is actually cheating?”

He squinted at the other person: “I just said who would be so boring, and don’t think about it as a second person besides you.”

Although Chen Qianhua’s expression was lazy, his eyes lit up, and he stared at Yan Zhaoge, and said with a smile: “The senior master who has reverence, reminiscences and longs for him, and who has tried his best to bring his fallen leaves back to his roots, eventually discovered that the truth is not true. As beautiful as I thought before.”

“Think of a person who sacrificed his life for justice and fearlessness, but turned out to be ugly and disappointing. What kind of reaction will you react to the gap? I’m really interested. How can I be bored?”

Chen Qianhua shook his head regretfully: “It’s a pity, you can see that it is mine.”

Having said this, he suddenly laughed: “I deliberately used a variety of secret techniques to bless this image, not to mention true immortals and mysterious immortals, even Yuan immortal will be deceived, but you can see through, Yan Zhaoge, You are really special!”

Yan Zhaoge looked at Chen Qianhua and laughed: “If you say that, I don’t read it. I also know that the real last words of Emperor Tongming before his death are completely opposite to the illusion you created.”

“You have doubts because of me at this moment. Even if it doesn’t meet your expectations, you will think that I faked it.” Chen Qianhua said indifferently.

He opened his palm, and an icy crystal appeared in his palm.

The scene of light and shadow projected in the crystal fell on the water curtain erected in the void, like a barrier of the world, lying between the two.

A person’s figure appeared in the light and shadow, but a woman in a white dress.

It is the great Emperor Hu Yuexin.

Compared with the previous images forged by Chen Qianhua, the appearance of Hu Yuexin in the light and shadow at this moment is the same.

Her face was dim and her complexion was pale, which made it clear that her injuries were dying, and she was in the last moment of her life.

However, unlike the images fabricated by Chen Qianhua, Hu Yuexin here is much more peaceful.

Spit out a turbid breath, mixed with ash and blood red.

With a sigh of relief, Hu Yuexin’s originally bloodless cheeks became more red.

In return, her expression became more calm and open-minded.

Although there was unconcealable weakness in his eyes, it was as peaceful as water, without fear and resentment.

“Master, I don’t know where your old man is now? Is it all right?” Hu Yuexin looked up at the sky water curtain, watching the weird scene reflected on the water curtain, and couldn’t help but feel a little surprised: “With your temperament, you won’t be afraid of life and death. In fact, I am also somewhat prepared.”

“If you are still there, it won’t be a little bit of movement for so many years, but I still have some thoughts in my heart.”

Hu Yuexin smiled at the corner of his mouth: “However, today, I am afraid that I will leave first. I sincerely hope that you are still alive, but it’s a pity that I can’t wait for the day you come back.”

“But I didn’t shame you.”

The woman in the white skirt whispered softly: “Now I want to accompany you to drink, I can drink two or three of you.”

“I have taken care of your favorite wooden bed when you sleep. It has been preserved for so many years, and it hasn’t been eaten by insects.”

“As long as you want, we can drink from three poles in the sun to midnight, and then sleep from midnight to three poles in the sun.”

“It’s the problem with you. I may find it difficult to correct it, but if you are willing to come back soon, I will try my best to correct it, and try to talk back to you less…”

Hu Yue was babbling, as if he didn’t have a focus.

But at the end, she smiled brightly, and the blood on her pale cheeks became thicker: “I have never forgotten your teachings back then.”

“Even if the road ahead is rugged, difficult, and hopeless, I will never waver, and I will do my best to revitalize the authenticity of my Taoism, and to clear away the evil spirits and clarify the world.”

“I got the Tianyuan Stone fragment you mentioned back then, and I will do my best to prevent this treasure from falling back into the hands of outsiders.”

“Although I have exhausted my aura today, there are people who will succeed me, and the fire will be passed down. Just as you taught me back then, I believe that people will stick to it and will eventually wait until the day when the chaos is cleared and the chaos is cleared.”

The blood on Hu Yuexin’s face began to fade, and the expression in his eyes began to dim, truly sinking into dying.

In his pupils, there was a beautiful figure of a woman in Biyi, who was Mu Yao’s old star, Shao Junhuang.

“I can’t see that day, but our descendants will surely be able to see it… I hope you can see it again when you return, Master.”

Hu Yuexin’s voice gradually became low and her breath gradually fainted.

The figure emerging from the depths of her pupils gradually turned into another person’s appearance.

It was a young man, dressed in black and white robe, with long black hair draped from his back.

Its facial features are clearly similar to the Great Emperor Yin Tianxia known by Yan Zhaoge and others.

However, this man is much younger than the familiar image Yin Tianxia has left to the world.

At the same time, Yin Tianxia in the memory of Yan Zhaoge and others has long black hair but pure white eyebrows.

And the eyebrows of this young man were still black.

But those black and white, quiet eyes of Shen Xiong are as good as Yan Zhaoge and others remember.

“I know that I have a bad habit of being late, especially this time. I’ve been late for hundreds of years.” The white skirt woman’s neck gradually lost the strength to support her head, and her head drooped more and more: “But I promise this is the last. Once again.”

“Baichuan, I’m here.”

In the end, the voice was almost inaudible, until it was completely cut off.

And the woman in the white skirt sat stiffly on the spot, with her head down, her breathless.

Hu Yuexin, the Great Emperor of Tongming, finally passed away in a foreign space within this tributary of the Tianhe River.

In the light and shadow picture, her legacy gradually changes, and there is light stretching from it.

Vigorous vitality broke out, and finally the figure disappeared, leaving only a sapling rooted in the place, rolling branches and leaves, and finally turned into a towering sacred tree.

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng stood there, watching this scene, silently.

After a long time, the two saluted the Canghua Divine Tree together.

“Is that the Great Emperor Youming?” Feng Yunsheng asked softly.

“Yes.” Yan Zhaoge replied silently: “Yin Baichuan is the real name of Emperor Youming. After he succeeded as the leader of Youming Shengjiao, he changed his name to Yin Tianxia.”

He turned to look at Chen Qianhua, his eyes cold.

“You are satisfied with this?” Chen Qianhua looked a little disgusted: “Unexpectedly, it is the greatest joy of life. What is the fun of what you already know?”

Yan Zhaoge said coldly: “There are some people, some things, how can you let you come to have fun, what are you?”