Five Frozen Centuries Chapter 230: Long live 10,000

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The middle-aged man came to the temple with his wife. They came here for the first time. Under the guidance of the envoy in the temple, they came to the place where Wei Huo meditated.

This is a barren land, where Wei Huo sits quietly cross-legged, no one to bother him. God’s envoys have built a high wall to prevent ordinary people from entering, even if they are, they are not allowed to enter privately. Here.

The middle-aged man and his wife didn't seem to be ordinary people. They came to Wei Huo under the leadership of the temple host, and then they retreated, leaving only the three of them.

The couple carefully observed Wei Huo. Wei Huo did not change at all. Everything was just like yesterday. At this time, Wei Huo opened his eyes. His eyes were as dark as ink and as deep as night. He saw the couple. , And found that the middle-aged man and Zhang Li look alike.

The middle-aged man said: "Ancestor, I am Zhang Yi. My grandfather Zhang Li has passed away. Now, I am the new patriarch of the Luoxiao Clan."

From a certain point of view, it is not wrong for Zhang Yi to call Wei Huo an ancestor. After all, Wei Huo really lived too long, and now, land and Haitians have begun to marry, regardless of each other.

Wei Huo discovered that Zhang Yi's arms and neck had some scars. It seems that there have been civil strife in the clan in recent years.

Wei Huo asked: "How many years has it been?"

Zhang Yi respectfully said: "Ancestors, five thousand years have passed."

Time really flies too fast. Unknowingly, five thousand years have passed. Wei Huo did not sigh too much. He asked: "Are you here to inherit your grandfather's promise?"

Zhang Yi said: "Yes, I will inherit the promise of my grandfather Zhang Li, I will cultivate to the pinnacle of legend, and then find you a fair fight."

Wei Huo was silent, but he inherited the same promise for three generations. He didn't expect that time had passed so long.

Wei Huo closed his eyes and said, "I'm waiting."

Zhang Yi and his wife went down the mountain, and his wife asked: "One, are you really sure to break through to the pinnacle of the legend? You are only now in the middle of the legend."

Zhang Yi said: "No."

His wife became worried: "Your position as patriarch was obtained after a series of battles. Many people are dissatisfied with you. If you can't get back the artifact..."

Zhang Yi smiled and said: "Although I am not sure to enter the pinnacle of the legend, I am sure that I can survive the ancestors. Although he is the pinnacle of the legend, he has a life span of only seven thousand years at most. Five thousand years ago, he was already two. He is over a thousand years old. Now, although he looks very young, he is actually very old, right? He is dying too..."

Zhang Yi left with his wife. They were very confident that they could survive Wei Huo, but they didn't know that Wei Huo had a life span of three thousand years because of the bug, so he could live to 10,000 years old.

The ancient people often said to the emperor: "Long live, long live, long live."

But no emperor can live 10,000 years old. Only God can live 10,000 years old, and Wei Huo is one step away from God.

Zhang Yi left confidently, but he returned a thousand years later. He asked Wei Huo angrily, "Why are you still not dead? How long can you live?"

Wei Huo said to him: "Go to break through the realm to the pinnacle of legend, and then come and defeat me, other than that, you have no other way!"

Zhang Yi responded angrily: "I don't believe it. Legend has it that the peak has a life span of only seven thousand years. You can't break this rule!"

Wei Huo closed his eyes: "Go back."

Zhang Yi left. Before leaving, he demolished the door of the temple. No one dared to stop him, but when he returned to the clan, he regretted it, because now many people from the Luoxiao clan began to believe in Wei Huo, they firmly believe that Wei Huo is immortal and that Wei Huo has become a god.

Fortunately, the host in the temple covered up everything. Five hundred years later, Zhang Yi came again. This time, he was not so angry anymore. He came to the temple and found Wei He was found, and complained to him: "My wife has passed away. Her cultivation is only epic. I tried my best and couldn't extend her life. Why are you still not dead?"

Wei Huo didn't answer, his body seemed to have been stopped by time, and nothing could affect him.

Zhang Yi said: "I only have the mid-legendary realm. I still have a life span of 1,200 years. From today onwards, I will come here once every 100 years. I will witness your death with my own eyes."

Zhang Yi left, and others did it once every hundred years. At first, he was a strong middle-aged man, but gradually, his hair turned white and his body rickets. By the time of the first thousand and one hundred years, he had become a gray-haired old man, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were awkward, and his legs and feet were not flexible.

However, Wei Huo is still that young, and his appearance has not changed a bit.

Zhang Yi smiled and said to Wei Huo: "You are not dead, you are not dead yet, I am about to die."

Wei Huo closed his eyes and carefully understood death, ignoring Zhang Yi.

Until the twelfth century, Zhang Yi was carried to Wei Huo by a group of guards. At this time, Zhang Yi said, "You guy, don't you have broken through to the mythical level? You should be nine thousand. Are you old?"

Wei Huo opened his eyes, his soul life is indeed more than nine thousand years old, and his life span is still a thousand years away. For more than seven thousand years, he has been sitting here, observing the death of this planet. , Observing the death of all things in the world, but still has not broken through the myth level.

As Zhang Li’s eldest brother said, the legend is that mortals climb the mountain at the peak, but the myth is that mortals climb into the sky, and the myth is not so easy to reach.

Zhang Yi said: "I'm dying. The promise of this challenge will end with me. Don't let this promise continue to constrain the next patriarch."

Wei Huo still didn't speak, and Zhang Yi continued: "I buried me here after I die. I want to see with my own eyes when this guy will die."

After talking, Zhang Yi asked Wei Huo again: "Do you mind? Ancestor?"

Wei Huo laughed: "Please~IndoMTL.com~ Zhang Yi is really dead, just a few days later, and there is an extra grave on this barren land, and the direction of the grave is towards Wei Huo.

A few days later, a young patriarch climbed up the mountain. He said, "My ancestor, my name is Zhang Wu. The former patriarch Zhang Yi is my grandfather. I am here to explain to you that I want to become the pinnacle of legend. And challenge you!"

Wei Huo smiled: "I'm waiting."

The promise was inherited after all.

Decades later, there was another tomb facing Wei Huo in this barren land. In the past few years, great chaos occurred in the Luoxiao clan. The patriarch was killed and the new patriarch succeeded.

But as if it were a tradition, every new patriarch would come to explain to Wei Huo that he would become the pinnacle of the legend and would come to challenge Wei Huo, but the result was only a new grave in this place a hundred years later.

Wei Huo waited and realized that there were more and more tombs around him, and death began to surround him, until Wei Huo's soul reached ten thousand years old...