Chapter 1333: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1333: It Is Now Destined!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The Water God of Xi Zhao spoke first: "Fine, we'll do as you say."

The other Water Gods echoed in agreement, their voices pressing down from all directions.

Zhang Daoxuan kept charging forward, but every time he reached within a few feet of the Primordial Dao Ancestor, a gentle force pushed him back.

He refused to give up and charged again, only to be pushed back once more.

Again and again, as if tireless.

Xu Zhangqing stood at the very front of the crowd, yet he was the only one who did not move.

He knew what would happen next.

The Dao Ancestor dispersed his Dao.

The Dao Gate fell into decline.

The human race entered a long dark stage.

Nothing could be changed, nor did it need to be changed.

After all, surviving this stage was the Twilight of the Gods.

When the time came, the war between Gods and Demons would instead benefit the future human race and Demon Race.

The Primordial Dao Ancestor held his head high and puffed out his chest, giving a light shout: "Disperse!"

His Dao burst forth from within his body.

Some turned into fire.

Some turned into water.

Some turned into wind.

Some turned into mountains.

They separated strand by strand, like a swarm of fireflies flying out of the twilight, first spreading across the vast sky, then drawn to the Wan Dao Tree.

At the same time, countless hand seals appeared and vanished around the Dao Ancestor's body.

Then they shattered like stars.

Part scattered into heaven and earth, part flew toward the distance.

The sky was like a mirror struck and cracked, fissures spreading from overhead in all directions.

The Wan Dao Tree seemed to be growing madly, yet also seemed to be collapsing.

Newly sprouted branches withered into rot in the blink of an eye, then sprouted anew.

Space began to twist.

The shadow beneath Xu Zhangqing's feet stretched and shortened, as if countless hours were rolling over him at once.

His body remained standing in place, yet everything around him was accelerating.

Faster and faster, more and more illusory.

"Ninth Junior Brother."

A female voice suddenly rang out beside him.

Xu Zhangqing turned to look, and indeed saw that mysterious woman again.

She was the same as before.

A translucent body, a cold and clear face.

She looked like a frost flower that could dissipate at any moment.

"Remember me."

"My name is..."

"I know, you're Luo Qing."

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand, looking as if he had remembered her long ago.

"Uh~"

The mysterious woman was stunned.

She stared at him fixedly, as if frozen in place.

Xu Zhangqing asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

"Sigh~"

The mysterious woman sighed helplessly.

Suddenly, the entire space trembled.

A tremendous tearing sensation surged in from all directions.

The whole world's light and shadow were in chaos, voices clamored, civilizations alternated.

Countless scenes like a revolving lantern flashed before Xu Zhangqing's eyes.

In a blinding white light, he closed his eyes completely.

When he opened them again, the world was quiet.

Above his head was familiar starlight.

Around him was familiar spiritual energy.

"I... am back?"

Xu Zhangqing was stunned for a while before recovering from shock.

This is the "Present."

It is where he broke through to the Unity Realm.

He was preparing to return to the Northern Dipper Xianfu.

"Ninth Junior Brother!"

"My name is Luo Qing... Han~"

"Luo Qinghan?"

Beside his ear, the mysterious woman's voice sounded again, and Xu Zhangqing finally remembered.

The next second, as if something awakened in his sea of consciousness.

A large amount of memories emerged.

He remembered.

He was not the Eighth Direct Disciple, but the Ninth Direct Disciple of the Northern Dipper Xianfu.

Besides seven senior brothers, there was also a Second Senior Sister.

Her name was Luo Qinghan!

Her existence had once been forgotten.

And now, as this name was spoken from Xu Zhangqing's mouth, those lost things all returned.

He stood in place, motionless for a long time.

Until a voice suddenly rang out: "Back?"

Xu Zhangqing raised his head to look.

At some point, a familiar person stood in front.

Who?

The Great Dao Venerable!

Behind Him, countless stars seemed to have solidified.

At this moment, time no longer flowed, no longer changed.

Xu Zhangqing looked at the person before him, his mood quite complex.

He once thought he was merely a passerby who had mistakenly entered the ancient era.

Only later did he understand that that "past" was not a mistake, but destiny.

Even this Great Dao Venerable before him, who wields the River of Time, could reach today partly thanks to his own "contribution."

Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth, originally intending to call out "Daoxuan" familiarly, but the words reached his lips and he changed them: "Master!"

The Great Dao Venerable closed His eyes and asked: "The past, was it fun?"

Xu Zhangqing was stunned: "You... know?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Yes, you should know!"

The Great Dao Venerable slowly said: "I originally thought that after eliminating the Lord of the Creation Dao, you would be unable to set foot in the past."

"Unexpectedly, you still did it."

"Surely, the past cannot be changed."

Xu Zhangqing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end said nothing.

Seeing that he did not speak, the Great Dao Venerable continued on His own: "I indeed did not expect that a cultivator transcended could exist outside of time."

"And once touched, it would trigger temporal chaos."

"Even more unexpected, without a Lord of the Creation Dao, another one appeared instead..."

Xu Zhangqing's gaze tightened, and he asked in great shock: "Am I not the Lord of the Creation Dao?"

The Great Dao Venerable gave an explanation: "Although you returned to the past, the Lord of the Creation Dao has already been erased by Me from the River of Time."

"Without this identity as a carrier, you became another person."

"A person bearing the past, present, and future."

Xu Zhangqing's mind buzzed, and he pressed: "Who?"

The Great Dao Venerable did not hide it, answering: "Shen Nong!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhangqing's heart and mind shook: "I should have thought of it long ago!"

In the past he ate a hundred herbs, compiling the "Record of a Hundred Herbs."

He walked through countless tribes, saving countless mortals.

Always believing he was the Lord of the Creation Dao.

As a result, he never expected not only was he not, but even more so.

A title shouted from mortal mouths, remembered by generation after generation!

Xu Zhangqing raised his head to question: "Daoxuan, do You also want to erase me?"

The Great Dao Venerable countered: "Otherwise?"

Xu Zhangqing was alarmed in his heart, instinctively wanting to flee.

But just as the thought arose, he found he could not move.

His whole person was like being frozen in place.

Time around stopped flowing; he could still think, still see, still hear, still speak, but could not move a single finger.

Between heaven and earth, only the Great Dao Venerable's voice: "Erasing you is not killing you."

"But letting you... never have existed!"

Hearing this, Xu Zhangqing felt a chill in his heart.

At this moment, he brought out every hidden card he had.

Candle Dragon Transformation!

Yuan Dao Foundation!

Heaven and Earth Furnace!

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Lightning — six Spiritual Roots!

At this moment, the Lord of the Great Dao moved.

He raised his hand, and the River of Time manifested before him.

The river waters surged; upon closer inspection, they were countless timelines.

One of those timelines connected Xu Zhangqing and the Lord of the Great Dao.

The Lord of the Great Dao extended a finger and lightly hooked it.

Xu Zhangqing's timeline immediately flew out of the River of Time.

"Daoxuan, why bother?"

"We are friends!"

"Anyone connected to me through time is my weakness!"

"You... all of you, without exception!"

"And I cannot have weaknesses!"

Xu Zhangqing's timeline grew thinner and thinner, on the verge of snapping.

Suddenly, it "flickered" once, then returned to the River of Time.

"Hmm?"

This sound of doubt was uttered simultaneously by Xu Zhangqing and the Lord of the Great Dao.

Neither of them had ever encountered such a situation.

The Lord of the Great Dao struck again, this time extending his right hand to scoop into the River of Time, pulling Xu Zhangqing's timeline out for a second time.

But the result was the same.

Just as it was about to snap, Xu Zhangqing's timeline "flickered" once more, returning to the River of Time.

Xu Zhangqing stared in disbelief: "This is..."

He discovered that his foundation had changed.

The beginning of the past merged with the present Yuan.

The Yuan Dao Heavenly Book became the Yuan Shi Heavenly Book!!!