Chapter 759 — Ten Thousand Ages of Time Return to Dust
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" Shen Mu lifted his hand; the Sorrowless Sword gave a brisk ringing and merged with the sword core.
He looked into the distance and roused Niu Sanduo, who was still lost in thought, and said with a smile, "Come, we go to Fengdu. Sister Di Yiyue and Tian Shu, the Heavenly King, ought to have gone there already, to remake Fengdu.
Perhaps through Fengdu I can reach Youdu, and look in on an old friend who wears a ghost-face mask on the back of his head.
" Old Ox came to himself and said blankly, "This stretch of time has been like a dream.
I truly do not know whether what I met with was illusion, or whether I really did return to the past. Junior Brother, what do you think happened in Longhan after we left?
Did Heavenly Venerable Ling ever establish the third pole, the third Heavenly Court?
Longhan split in three—who won?
" "I do not know.
I would dearly like to know what happened after we left. " Shen Mu walked on with him and said, "But crossing through time to look back upon the past is not a thing we can command. I think we are not far now from uncovering the truth, from uncovering this stretch of history. Senior Brother, you may give me back the yellow memorial paper you are carrying.
" Old Ox hastily took off the yellow paper and handed it to him, his face strange, and said, "I struck Kai Huang, I ran wild through the Ancient Gods' Heavenly Court, I beat the Heavenly Emperor's woman, I thrashed every sort of ancient god, and even the Heaven-and-Earth Net could not take me down! I have seen the Southern Emperor Zhuque, and I have seen the oldest Heavenly Venerable of the human race—if I told it, the master would never believe it! Heh heh, it would frighten the master out of his wits. .
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Hey—my Jinwu Langjiang tally is still here! " He took the tally from his waist, held it up to the sunlight and examined it closely, laughing: "To think that I, Niu Sanduo, once held the office of divine general in the Ancient Gods' Heavenly Court! This tally is still here, which proves it was no dream but truly happened!
When the master sees this tally, he will be frightened out of his wits! " Shen Mu looked at the tally in the sunlight, and his expression shifted slightly; he brought out the unspeakably ancient tally of Wei Suifeng, founding patriarch of the sect, and held the two talismans up together against the daylight—one very new, one very old. The runes on the new one flowed and turned, and to his amazement roused the old tally as well, so that little by little a great many ancient characters and runes surfaced upon it.