Thinking back to the past, it was the same scene, the same plot.
Several black lines suddenly appeared on Tang Ming's face.
So, to be conservative, he still asked Lin Qingyao.
"How is the leader of this martial arts holy land? Is he the same as Wan Chutian?"
Lin Qingyao touched her chin, then thought about it and said.
"Let's put it this way, these two people have a life-and-death feud, because Wan Chutian once betrayed the Holy Land of Martial Arts. I'm not very clear about the origin, but I will never frame you, otherwise I won't name you and let me come to treat you. ."
After hearing these words, Tang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief.
If he encounters the fate of being chased by the sect leader again, he will not be so lucky to survive.
Ye Yuntian came over, holding a box in his hand.
It is obviously the ashes of Yecheng Lord.
Lin Qingyao took the box with a look of helplessness, "This old uncle is really stupid. His nephew doesn't believe it, so he actually trusts an outsider."
"I will scatter his ashes in the mountains, which will fulfill his last wish of joining the sect."
After hearing this, Qing'er's expression changed drastically.
Because she still saw her own family members and reduced them to ashes.
"Why don't you bury it?" Ye Yuntian couldn't help but complain.
Lin Qingyao looked fierce and said: "If you want to blame it, blame it on my uncle's partiality. He left me alone in a thatched house on the mountain when I was a child. Now that God is reincarnating, his death is just the right time for me to vent my anger!"
Seeing her serious expression, few of them couldn't say anything.
Tang Ming also covered Qing'er's ears and whispered softly: "Don't imitate her when you grow up!"
Qing'er nodded.
"OK......"
When Ye Yuntian saw this, he didn't know what to say, so he made an excuse and said, "Tang Ming, let's go quickly, don't keep the headmaster waiting."
While talking, the two hurriedly left.
After arriving at the mountain peak of the sect, I heard many disciples making wishes one after another in front of the bamboo forest at the mountain gate.
"This is?"
"With wishing bamboo, you can hang your wishes on the bamboo and pray to God to realize your wishes." Ye Yuntian explained.
Then he set an example, took out a wooden sign, wrote down his wish, and hung it on the branch of green bamboo.
"Whatever New Year wishes you have, you can write them on it."
After that, he threw a wooden sign to Tang Ming.
He took the wooden sign with one hand, transformed it into a sword energy, and carved a few big characters.
Ye Yuntian was a little surprised by such exquisite control of sword energy.
"Even Mu Qingyun doesn't have such strong control as you..."
Speaking of other things, Tang Ming also remembered something.
"Is that guy dead?"
Ye Yuntian shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, his body was not found. As for whether he is dead or not, it's hard to draw a conclusion."
It is not that there is no precedent for resurrecting the dead in Cangqiong Continent. As long as you have a relatively complete body and soul, it is not difficult to resurrect.
It's just that my cultivation level may not be what it used to be. It may become weaker, or it may get the opportunity to become stronger.
Continuing deeper, we have reached the Martial Arts Peak.
Rumor has it that this is the birthplace of thousands of martial arts. Countless familiar martial arts all originated here. It is the sect with the most primitive heritage in the entire continent.
"Disciple Ye Yuntian, please see the master."
The words fell.
The gate to the mountain peak suddenly opened a gap.
An old man who looked familiar came out of it.
"Our sect doesn't have so many red tapes, come in quickly."
Looking at this familiar old man, Tang Ming suddenly remembered something.
Then he looked at the old man's face carefully and said, "You! That old fortune teller!"
After hearing this, the old man burst into laughter, "I didn't expect that you, the heir of the Immortal Sword, would be recognized. It doesn't matter, I didn't intend to hide my identity."
"I am the current headmaster of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, Zhou Gutong."
After knowing the other party's last name, Tang Ming's eyes instantly showed a bit of shock.
"Mahayana monk, Zhou Gutong!"
In the entire southeastern region, he is the only monk with the strength of Mahayana cultivation.
He is also the pinnacle of martial arts attainments, a figure respected by all monks.
At this moment, he was standing in front of Tang Ming.
It's just that his soft and friendly appearance makes it difficult for people to think of his identity.
Even when we first met, I just felt that he was just a little old man who could be seen everywhere.
But at the same time, it also proved how terrifying he was.
A Mahayana monk can change the appearance of mountains and rivers at will, and can destroy heaven and earth with a single movement of his hands, but you cannot detect his identity.
If Tang Ming had angered him, he would have died long ago.
"Dare I ask, senior? Why are you watching the innocent people of Luoyang Mansion die tragically?"
After Zhou Gutong heard this, he had no choice but to say: "Human life has its own destiny. If I try to change the cause and effect, it will inevitably lead to disaster, not to mention the cycle of cause and effect. Besides, haven't you already taken action to save the people of Luoyang Mansion?"
"Those people nowadays compare you to God!" After saying that, he pointed to the sky.
Tang Ming sighed coldly.
"If I were really God, I wouldn't be able to protect even my own sister."
"Your sister has her own cause and effect. It's just an accident that happened in advance." Zhou Gu said.
Then he turned around and walked into Shanfeng's mansion.
"You must have a lot of questions to ask me, right?"
"For example, where did the fairy sword on your body come from? The person who was originally able to answer this question should still be in a deep sleep stage now, right?"
After hearing this, Tang Ming was greatly shocked.
"How do you know?"
"Hahaha~" Zhou Gutong touched his beard.
"Wan Chutian also learned from our martial arts holy land. I naturally know his strength. Using Zhutian Sword, even I can't leave safely."
"Not to mention, as you only have the ability to cultivate meridians, obviously that senior should come from God."
The cryptic words made Tang Ming a little confused.
There was nothing to say, and all I could do was listen to an old man telling riddles.
It wasn't until he walked into the mansion and saw the huge background that Tang Ming finally understood what Zhou Gutong was talking about!
The huge mural hangs down the wall like a waterfall in the Tianhe River.
Countless stars create this exquisite scene.
Thousands of worlds, the avenues of the heavens.
Countless unheard of scenes, all condensed into one portrait.
The first one to bear the brunt is Cangqiong Continent.
And this vast continent is just the tip of the iceberg in the mural.
On top of that, there are countless continents that are similar to it.
These continents formed scattered stars and were wrapped in a sphere.
Jumping out of the sphere, there are tens of thousands of spheres, which are as dazzling as the stars and the sea.
"This is?"
Zhou Gutong said calmly: "This is the universe we live in. The so-called firmament continent is just a few stars in the vast ocean."
"Now, you can finally understand what the God I am talking about is?"
