Bank of The Universe

God!

Duanmu's house!

The incident of killing the prince that had been raging during the day had already made everyone in the Yuhua Shen Dynasty nervous.

Shendu is busy from top to bottom, collecting corpses, cleaning up ashes, and cleaning the battlefield.

At night, it is considered to be over.

The ordinary people are all asleep, the gods are a big family, but the Duanmu family is brightly lit.

After Siya's husband came back, he was called by the ancestor.

There is an old ancestor in the Duanmu family who has lived for countless years and has never died. Every generation of the Duanmu family has to receive guidance from this old ancestor for a period of time.

The next generation of patriarch, that is, Siya's husband, Duanmuyue, can be said to have grown up beside the ancestor since childhood.

From Duanmuyue's point of view, the ancestor has extensive knowledge, long experience, and superb cultivation, which is the biggest trump card of the entire Duanmu family.

Squeak!

Duanmuyue pushed away the old ancestor's cabin.

With simple decoration, a bookshelf is placed in the center. The wooden house is very exquisite, not too big or too small, suitable for a family to live in, but it seems a bit lonely to only live in an old man.

Duanmuyue knows that some old people don't like to be alone, and want to have a lively and lively house full of children and grandchildren.

His ancestor is different, the ancestor likes to be alone with him very much.

One side of the wooden house is made of stone, and there is a fireplace where you can burn a fire. There is a rocking chair in front of the fireplace, and an old man is lying quietly under a blanket on the rocking chair.

In the fireplace, the fire was still burning.

The old man was not too old. Compared with those who were about to die, he looked a little young.

But the youthfulness on the outside cannot conceal the decay on the inside.

Duanmuyue pushed the door open and came in. She stood at the door for a quarter of an hour without moving, just staring at her ancestor.

The ancestor was motionless, lying in the rocking chair, covered with a white blanket, breathing very weakly, like a corpse.

Duanmuyue suddenly had a sore nose, for some reason, he wanted to cry.

Duanmuyue was brought up by his ancestors since he was a child. His parents died fighting for the family. Duanmuyue, who was only three years old, was valued by his ancestors. Patriarch.

This is also the reason why Duanmuyue is different from the children of other aristocratic families, he was trained by the ancestor himself.

In his heart, the ancestor is the closest person.

In fact, even the candidate for his wife was appointed by the ancestor, who also said that Siya would help him and make him a couple for the rest of his life.

Duan Muyue never dared to forget the old ancestor's advice, so he married Siya, never bothered, and never took concubines. The husband and wife loved each other and gave birth to a son.

Duanmuyue was kicked out by the ancestor when he became an adult, but he would come back to visit every once in a while.

He saw the ancestor getting quieter and older with his own eyes.

It doesn't refer to the appearance of the ancestor, but the inner, temperament, and even the heart.

The ancestor's deadline has come!

This is a fact that Duanmuyue is unwilling and dare not think about.

But reason told him that it was true.

Duan Muyue walked over slowly, stretched out her hand to add a piece of firewood to the fireplace, and then looked at the ancestor with an expression of admiration.

In his heart, the ancestor is the greatest hero in the world.

"Duanmuyue, you're here." The ancestor slowly opened his eyes, saw Duanmuyue smiling leisurely, and said calmly.

"Old Ancestor, I interrupted your sweet dreams." Duan Muyue apologized.

"I just had a sweet dream." The ancestor smiled.

Duanmuyue said softly: "Share the patriarch with me?"

"I dreamed about when I was young. At that time, I was as handsome, handsome, and ambitious as you. I wanted to compete with God." The ancestor said slowly.

"The ancestor is also very powerful now." Duan Muyue said from the bottom of her heart.

"No, I'm getting older, and my time has come." The ancestor smiled and waved his hands, telling the truth that made Duan Muyue's heart sink.

"How could it be? Patriarch still has a long time to live." Duan Muyue said softly.

"You are a lovely boy,

Do you know how old I am this year? " asked the ancestor.

Duanmuyue shook his head, he really didn't know.

"I seem to be... thirty thousand years old." The ancestor said softly.

Duanmuyue looked at her ancestor in surprise, thirty thousand years old?

"Surprised?" the ancestor smiled.

"Well, as far as I know, even if it's the 33rd step of the legend, it won't live to be 30,000 years old, right?" Duan Muyue hesitated.

"If you can't live, it's not bad if you're in the early 20,000s. The practice of cultivation can last for another thousand or eight hundred years. If you can't live for thirty thousand years." The ancestor shook his head and said.

"Then how did the ancestor live so long?" Duanmuyue suppressed the sadness in her heart and asked curiously.

"Do you see the tree outside the window?" The ancestor pointed out.

Duanmuyue looked at it immediately, he was familiar with this tree, and played under it a lot when he was a child.

This is a black tree with no branches, just like a piece of wood, standing here for an unknown number of years.

"This is the soul-nourishing tree. It has been nourishing my soul and body, so that I can continue to live." The ancestor said lightly, looking at the soul-nourishing tree, full of thoughts.

"Soul Cultivation Tree?" Duanmuyue asked in surprise.

"Where did you get it?" Duanmuyue asked.

"Let me tell you a story." The ancestor said eloquently.

Duanmuyue listened attentively.

"Thirty thousand years ago, there were two young men with outstanding talents and passion, who wanted to make a career out of it."

"So they rebelled!"

"Lead the oppressed people in the world to rebel!"

"The two young people succeeded in the end, but at the last moment there was a gap and a gap because of the throne."

"In the end, he won. He became the emperor. I founded the Duanmu family and settled down in the capital of God."

The old ancestor spoke eloquently and told his own deeds.

Duanmuyue listened silently.

"But after he became the emperor, he became more and more suspicious. He always wanted to get rid of my Duanmu family. If I hadn't been here, the Duanmu family would have disappeared long ago." The ancestor said calmly.

"That person is Taizong, the founder of Yuhua Shenchao, right?" Duanmuyue asked.

"It's him, you know? He's not dead yet." The ancestor said lightly.

"What?" Duan Muyue looked at in surprise.

"The ancestor used the soul-nourishing wood to nourish himself until now, so what did Taizong use?" Duan Muyue asked.

"I don't know, but it is very likely that it came from the same place as my soul-cultivating wood." The ancestor sighed softly.

"Where?" Duanmuyue asked curiously.

The old ancestor was about to answer, anyway, it was already the time limit, so there was nothing to say.

But at this moment, bang bang bang, there was a knock on the door.

The old ancestor was stunned, looked behind the door, looked through everything, saw a familiar thing, he was silent, said: "Go and open the door for the messenger!"

"Messenger, where did the messenger come from?" Duan Muyue was puzzled, very puzzled, but still went to open the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a tough man holding a blood-red pocket watch and looking at the ancestor.

The blood-red pocket watch was still ticking.