The tombs and huts are all there.
Eternal grand plans, thousands of years of laughter, but in the end it is all in vain.
King Yin Yang clenched his fists.
His magic power gathered like his hands, and a pale will-o'-the-wisp was like a lone lamp shining through the cold night, piercing through the layers of darkness.
In the darkness, there were countless male and female immortals. They were sitting cross-legged, making seals in their hands, or talking to each other, and their faces were vaguely animated.
But their eyes were closed tightly, and a thick layer of dust had fallen on their clothes and skin.
The face will not be changed by the years, but time will leave its mark.
They sat in a ring, rows in rows, like endless concentric circles, numbering in the tens of thousands, as if countless immortals came to listen to the sermon of the Patriarch.
In the center of where these corpses were sitting stood a huge bronze armillary sphere. This huge and ancient instrument was slowly rotating, its trajectory was mysterious, and it seemed to have a mysterious charm that swallowed up people's hearts.
"To be honest, after what happened that year, I was already disheartened. I was originally planning to find a secluded place to commit suicide, but fortunately, there were seniors and Huang Tian Daoshou who came up in Cizhou back then..."
The Yin Yang Dharma King sounded sad: "Let me and all my fellow disciples have a safe place..."
The Yin and Yang Dharma King is in seclusion because there is no place for him in this world.
"I'm not from the same group as them."
Zhongyuan looked at the chessboard.
"senior……"
"They have all resigned themselves to their fate and are just muddle along. I am different."
Zhongyuan lowered his head and looked at the chessboard.
"Senior, the chess game is over..."
"It's not over yet with me."
Zhongyuan stands tall and tall.
"The only way to lose is to surrender. I still have time to play this game slowly."
Yin Yang Dharma King could only remain silent.
Xuandu Palace, Lingcoffin Temple, East China Sea, Southern Wasteland, Northland, Middle Earth, and Western Kingdom, this game of chess has already come to an end and is over.
It means turning these ten thousand years of obsession into wildfire, but with just a few sparks now, can it really start a prairie fire?
"To be honest, I never thought I would be lucky enough to meet senior today."
"Um?"
"Ashamed, I always thought that senior was gone."
King Yin Yang sighed and said: "When I followed the Black Emperor, I also saw the grace of my predecessor. When I see him today, he is just like before."
"I'm really tired of staying here for so many years."
"Don't keep the past, don't chase after it."
Zhongyuan looked at the armillary sphere in front of him.
"When the Black Emperor cast this Six-Heaven Yin Yi, he once asked me whether this treasure could be used to shape the underworld and establish the eternal order, so that the rich would not dare to indulge, the violent would not be arrogant, the poor would know how to strengthen themselves, and the poor would find hope. "
"I told her that there is no single treasure that governs the world. No magical power can overwhelm the world's human heart."
"She told me at that time that the human heart cannot be forced by supernatural powers, but it can be guided by the human heart."
"I didn't take it seriously at the time. I have always thought that the human heart is like water, easy to move and restless. One moment it is clear and the next moment it is filthy. This is nature."
Zhongyuan shook his head and looked at Yin Yang Dharma King: "After seeing you today, I understand that I was wrong back then."
"senior……"
Yin Yang Dharma King felt bitter in his mouth. Back then, this man had always been on good terms with Lingwei, the Qing Emperor among the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, but his relationship with the Black Emperor Zhi Guangji could not be called harmonious, and they even had quite a few quarrels.
But after thousands of years, there are only a few embers left, what kind of sect is there?
"Back then, I, together with Huang Tian Dao leader and others, rose to the land of Cizhou. I never thought that I would fight for a way for you in this world."
Zhongyuan's eyes were far away, as if he was recalling the old days.
"The sea has changed, no matter how much effort we put in, how many ingenious ideas we have, this Cizhou is constantly sinking into the sea. Compared with when we just raised it, the east coast has been swept away by waves for nearly forty miles. "
"The waves in the East China Sea are indeed becoming more violent..."
"Stealing the sky and changing the sun, turning the sea into mulberry fields, and turning the wasteland into beauty. Back then, I considered Cizhou to be the most exquisite work of my magical power, but the way of heaven is constant, and even if I have unparalleled Taoism, I can't shake the long time."
Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King.
"But with all your efforts and efforts, you can still protect these old friends after thousands of years."
Zhongyuan sighed faintly: "The magical power Black Emperor showed in you is much better than mine. She won back then."
"senior."
Yin Yang Dharma King looked at Zhong Yuan: "Disciple, I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer."
This king who had been proud of the Southern Dynasty for who knows how long finally couldn't control himself when facing his former teacher.
"Although the Nine Nether Reincarnation Method can help me continue to reincarnate, after all, I will not enter immortality, and it has its own limits." Yin Yang Dharma King prostrated on the ground and looked at Zhongyuan: "Disciple, in another hundred years, it will be the time when the oil is exhausted. That At that time, no one was guarding the Six Heavens Yin Yi, and the majesty appeared on its own. I am afraid these old friends..."
The figure of Yin Yang Dharma King swept over each of these remains.
"Your Majesty's important treasure fell into the hands of others, and I am incompetent to keep it. But these fellow disciples...it is difficult for the ghosts of all tribulations to become saints. This is our cause and effect, and we take it on ourselves. But after all, we are not wrong. There must be a starting point. Another chance.”
Hot tears fell from the old ghost's eyes, dripped to the ground, and condensed into black ice.
"Since I can see my senior today, Yiyangzi dares to ask my senior to take action when the time comes. Don't let these remnants of the same sect fall into the dust and fall into the hands of the rats in Beimang, and leave them a chance to come back again."
Yin Yang Dharma King shook his head and sighed.
"This junior is incompetent and is just a withered skeleton trapped in the grave here. The senior is the best person in this world..."
"Of course I will promise you."
Zhongyuan did not let him continue to beg. Yiyangzi was really a term that lasted too long.
This reminded him of the past, the past that kept him going until now.
"You and I are alike but not alike." Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King: "We are both stubborn, but I won't ask for help."
It seemed that he had touched some part of Zhongyuan's past that he didn't want to look back on, and he said with a sneer.
"Because apart from yourself, there will be no other person who understands you. The world is dark and yellow, the universe is vast, one hundred thousand miles across, and three thousand years up and down. The only person a person can rely on is himself."
A mask appeared in Zhongyuan's hand.
"Put it on."
Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King with burning eyes.
"Wearing it, you can deceive the world and re-enter the world outside. You will also have the opportunity to rush for the position of immortality."
"This is……"
"Xiang Liu."
Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King: "I have no interest in the tatters of Zhiguangji. If you want to keep it, just keep it yourself."
"senior……"
"I came to you this time because I want to leave something with you."
A round of green light flashed, and a figure sat in front of the Six Heavens Yin Yi.
Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King.
"Yiyangzi, you have to guard him."
"Could it be that this..."
"Huang Tian and his disciples and grandchildren are working hard outside the Jiuxiao Territory, but I have invited my master back."
Zhongyuan looked at the Liutian Yinyi.
This treasure was created with great effort by Black Emperor Zhi Guangji, and it is the only one among the Five Emperors' relics that still retains its grandeur.
If it hadn't been for the Yin Yang Dharma King's hard work guarding it for so many years, I'm afraid it would have suffered the same fate as the Blue Emperor Treasure Garden.
Unexpectedly, Zhongyuan laughed at himself a little because he would now use the methods left behind by Zhi Guangji back then. If he saw himself back then, he would probably look down upon him now.
"It is difficult for the Yin spirits of all tribulations to become saints. I never believe in this bullshit from Xuandu Palace."
Zhongyuan looked at Yin Yang Dharma King and sneered.
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