"Same people..."
"It just took longer than you did..."
What does it mean? !
Lin Ji couldn't help but be shocked!
What do you mean by the same people?
Could it be that he, like me, comes from...
"Tianji..." Lin Ji smiled slightly and said: "Since we met each other, you have been trying to trick me into the game step by step, tricking me into riddles. But I never care about it, and I am too lazy to see through it..."
"It's not that I'm stupid and never doubt you, but... I've always treated you as a friend!"
"Perhaps you really keep your reincarnation a secret from heaven, or perhaps you are just lingering in name only, but to me, it doesn't matter!"
"You and I will drink together and live and die! Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of us, Lin will drink without regret and fall forward!"
"But now..."
As Lin Ji spoke, he raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "You also know that breaking out of a situation is hard to violate destiny! If you have any more false words, don't blame Lin for being ruthless!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword edge rose again!
The gleaming sword tip was pressed against Guo Da's throat.
At the same time, a huge golden hand suddenly closed behind Guo Da, as if to crush his soul and consciousness into pieces.
"What you just said is right, Guo Da was killed without evil. But at this time, I am the world, so what if Lin is responsible for this part of the cause and effect?! If you can use Guo Da's body to deceive the clever tongue, then I can I will use this remnant soul to chase you to the ends of the earth and make you completely dead!"
"Tell me! Who are you! And where do you come from?! Why are you so deliberate here?!"
Taking advantage of Guo Da, Tianji's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Lin Ji with a very complicated look.
There was no fear or fear in those eyes. On the contrary, there was a trace of inexplicable joy, which was about to leap out at any time, like spring water melting from ice!
Lin Ji vaguely felt that he had seen this look somewhere before!
right!
It's Zhang Zian!
At that time, Zhang Zian also looked like this before he faced the sword and begged for death!
Guo Da put away his smile and asked solemnly: "Lin Ji, do you really want to know?!"
As he spoke, a red line was cut on his neck by the sword energy, and little bits of blood dripped down.
"long long ago……"
Suddenly, the little beggar who was sleeping soundly against the corner looked blankly at the roof of the ruined temple and said.
It was still Tianji's voice, but as if time had passed by for decades, the voice was extremely old...
As he spoke, a scroll appeared like a mirage on the ceiling covered with cobwebs and dust.
The scroll slowly unfolded like smoke, and what appeared inside was a large ship.
The ship had high sails and long masts, and countless birds with colorful feathers accompanied it on both sides. Strange sights and flowing clouds flew by.
Lin Ji recognized it at a glance, it was the broken and sunken ship in the secret realm.
An old man in white clothes stood proudly on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back.
The old man's beard and hair were white, his sleeves were flowing in the wind, and he looked like a fairy.
The old man wore a very eye-catching badge on his chest.
The two swords are crossed, the sun and the moon are together.
"grandfather!"
With a childish cry, a child in a floral shirt with a pair of horn buns ran out from the cabin.
The child looked to be only six or seven years old, fair and chubby, especially his pair of big eyes that were as dark as the night and swiveling around, adding a bit of naughtiness to his handsome appearance.
The child jumped into the air, stepped on a piece of snow-white clouds and swept to the bow of the ship in a few steps. He grabbed the old man's arm and shook it like a baby, saying, "Grandpa, you have been flying for so many days. Where are you going?"
The old man lowered his head and stared into the distance. His slightly heavy face revealed a kind smile. He touched the child's head and said, "Where else can we go? Go home!"
"Ah?" The child raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky through the gaps in the sails embroidered with golden charms in confusion: "Go home? Isn't our home up there? How come it keeps falling down? ah?"
"Falled leaves must return to their roots, and banished immortals...naturally must return to their ancestral land." The old man said, shaking his head slightly, with a look of loneliness in his eyes that was extremely difficult to conceal.
As the colorful clouds flew past and rose into the sky, the ship suddenly fell down like a shooting star.
In the blink of an eye, you are thousands of miles away!
In an instant, the falling sky broke several times!
"Niu'er!" The old man on the isolated bow suddenly pointed to the gap in the clouds and trembled in surprise: "We're here! We're here! Look! That's Yujing Mountain!"
The rapid clouds flew by, and the gap in the sky became wider and wider, revealing a very majestic white-topped mountain.
Even if you look down from the air, you can see that the mountain is majestic and proud, towering thousands of feet tall like a sharp sword that pierces the sky.
Floating clouds hang around the waist, and mist shadows permeate the mountains.
It's like a paradise outside the heaven, like a dream!
As the hull flew down and passed through layers of clouds and fog, the scene below became clearer.
At the foot of the mountain, there was a crowd of people kneeling in darkness, probably millions of them!
As soon as they saw the big ship falling from the sky, everyone was shouting something loudly and kowtowing.
"This... this seems to be Tianjing City!" Hu Yujiao, who was stunned, exclaimed.
Not only her, but Lin Ji had also discovered it a long time ago.
Below the mountainside is the Tianjing cityscape.
What's a little strange is that Tianjing Mountain is far from that high! It was as if the Tianjing City we saw in the future was cut in half by someone with a sword out of thin air!
"grandfather……"
The child in the scroll on the roof looked at the crowd of people below who were prostrating, and asked in confusion: "Why do these uncles prostrate to us? Aren't we, the Qingsang clan, the humble slaves of heaven?"
The word "slave" seemed to sting the old man deeply. Thousands of sword shadows immediately appeared on his slightly clenched fist, and then disappeared instantly. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his long beard floating over his chest trembled several times before replying: "Because... we come from the sky. As long as we return to our ancestral land, we are our ancestors! Niu'er, remember!"
"Whether it's in heaven or on earth! There is no great truth in this world! As long as you are strong enough, everyone is a slave! As long as you are ruthless enough, you are the living ancestor! Niu'er! Remember! This world belongs to me The last foundation of the Qingsang clan! There is no other way back here! This is also my Qingsang’s last capital. I will change my destiny against the will of heaven and try my best to regain the top spot in the sky! One day, I will let those bastards know that I Qingsang is the true master of Haotian, the lord of all realms!"
"Oh..." Xiao'er nodded in understanding.
As the ship slowly lowered, the scene below became more and more detailed.
Lin Ji, the mother and daughter of the Hu family, and Beishang looked up and saw that the densely packed people kneeling below were not only human beings, but also countless monsters and huge dragons with various heads on their heads, and their bodies were wrapped with layers of The ghost tribe of black mist.
Humans, ghosts, Buddhas, dragons, demons, all five races are present, but there is not even a single monk.
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(End of chapter)
