"They know... but the monk who came from Hao Tu thinks that you, senior, are a monk under Hao Tu and in the world... nothing more than that..."
"That's it?" The white-haired man laughed again.
It is normal for the Nirvana powerhouse from Haotu to think so. Because after all, he is a person in a world, no matter how strong he is, he can only stand in the mysterious light.
Because since ancient times, very few Nirvana powers have been born in the world.
In a pair of eyes, black flames burned. The entire Bailu Star was plunged into haze.
"I cannot tell this deity yet. Because my current way has gone against the invisible power. Crisis may come at any time. If I continue to contact this deity, I am afraid that I will be in trouble. I will not be able to bear it. .....”
Thirty-five years ago, due to the soul's escape, he traveled around the world. As a result, the connection with the original deity was severed. Now that the spiritual avatar has returned to its original position, there is still no continued contact with the original deity.
It's not that I can't, but I don't dare. The spiritual clone has now achieved great success in his own body, and is so powerful that even he himself cannot estimate it.
Because since he achieved great success in rebelling against chaos, he has never met anyone who can fight with him. Although, he has encountered very few living beings in these thirty-five years. Even creatures comparable to Xuan Zhao are hard to see.
Because every realm he went to was already a wasteland. No life or life was seen.
Those heavens and earth may once have bloomed with bright light. But they all suffered a catastrophe, and the only thing left behind was the violent air waves and sand.
But even so, he felt powerless in the face of the crisis that might come at any time, let alone his own self.
Although the connection with the original deity has been severed, the spiritual clone can still feel that the original deity is not as strong as him now. Even if the gods and demons merge into one, this is still the case.
"Take me to Jingkong Yuan's house."
.......
Clear water flows in the lakes and pools, and the plains are covered with weeping willows and green grass. Everything is green and full of life.
The cicadas are chirping, and there are swarms of butterflies flying among the flowers. It's just that in a certain place, it is incompatible with this place.
The world here is not poor, but there is a cold atmosphere everywhere, there is no greenery, and there are only a few sparse climbs on the rock.
This is a prison area.
This is Jingkong Island. This island has a radius of one hundred thousand miles and is a cave. Because it appears in the middle of the ocean, it is called an island by people all over the world.
It's just different from ordinary islands. This is an island suspended in a high school. A large array gathers all spiritual energy from all directions, so it is green all year round.
It's bright here, even at night. The sky is also full of stars, with very little real darkness.
However, this is just sunny and sunny on the surface.
The bloody storm in the dark is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Intrigues, slanders, conspiracies, frame-ups, and harm to fellow tribesmen are all impossible to guard against.
Even if you become a fool, you are not immune to it.
All the immediate family members of that fool have been brutally murdered. He did not feel any sadness at the deaths of these men.
Perhaps, a fool wouldn't know what this heartache is. Or maybe, those who died didn't have much weight in his heart.
Because his biological mother was just a maid, an ordinary mortal who had not embarked on the journey of cultivation.
Not born from the main wife. Although he is classified as one of the direct descendants of the contemporary generation, his status is ultimately low.
His biological mother was poured into poisonous wine and died in front of him. Therefore, as a child, he became a fool at that moment.
But when all the direct lineages were extinct, everyone's eyes were naturally focused on this fool.
For the most precious treasure of a family, even if the direct lineage dies on its own, it will not be handed over to outsiders. This is a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation. If it is handed over, how can we face the spirits of our ancestors under the Nine Springs in the future?
Most of the 300 direct members of the Yuan family died at the hands of Yuan Shu, except for a small number of people.
That was the most core direct descendant. He suffered all kinds of torture, but finally did not tell the whereabouts of the treasure. In the end, he could not bear the hell-like torture and committed suicide.
It's not that they are arrogant, but that they really don't know. Those who knew about it had already surrendered themselves to death when they noticed the change.
Those who stayed behind were ignorant. I have never even heard that the Yuan family has other treasures besides the family's mysterious weapon.
Everyone doesn’t know, but that doesn’t mean that no one really knows.
Those people's guesses were correct, that fool really knew.
A fool is not really a fool. In the past, although the Yuan family was not as bloody as it is today, there was still smoke and war everywhere.
His biological mother was weak, so she died in this war. Giving birth to him was a mistake, a mistake that cost his life.
But when this mistake occurs, the mistake does not want to continue to be a mistake, nor does it want to be erased at will like the biological mother.
In order to survive, he can only become a fool. Because only fools will not pose any threat to others, because fools have no way to compete for the position of the head of the family.
It is passed down to direct descendants but not to concubines; it is passed on to elders but not to young ones. This is what those big families have always done. But the Yuan family is different, this is for those who are capable.
He had endured it for a long time, but he was not a proud man of heaven. Even if he tried his best and kept a low profile, he was destined to not be able to make great achievements and soar into the sky. Become the person in power of the Yuan family.
His forbearance is just to survive.
Even in front of the person whom he respected the most and was the first person in the world to treat him sincerely, he was like this without revealing anything strange.
Although, that one seems to have noticed it.
Those who forced their mothers to death were also forced to death in this bloody storm. However, he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.
Because his wife and children are in the hands of those who shake the foundation of the Yuan family.
He knew it and didn't say it for a day. His wife and children will have to endure unimaginable torture for one more day. But he also knew that if he said it, his wife and children would die.
He wanted them to live, even if they were tortured into madness, it would be better than death. He really didn't want to lose them.
"There's still time...just wait...wait a little longer."
In the dungeon, a figure with disheveled hair and covered with pus and blood was facing the wall with his back to the prison bars.
The man laughed and scratched a long mark on the wall with his nails, back and forth.
This dungeon is so hard that even if you scratch it tens of thousands of times a day, you can only make a faint white mark.
The entire wall is intertwined with strands of thread. It's impossible for outsiders to see clearly. Only this person knows how many horizontal lines there are on the wall.
A total of 1,245 lines, each mark represents a day. It represents his daily suffering.
In the laughter, he was already crazy. But in his heart, he is still clear.
He has no despair. These lines represent the hope in his heart.
Perhaps this hope will eventually turn into despair. A person who is full of hope and waits hard will become more desperate.
But there is a kind of person in the world. The more difficult the situation, the more it inspires his obsession with living.
If he were to be buried here like this, he would be unwilling to do so.
He doesn't know whether this waiting will become an empty dream, whether what he is chasing is an illusion, whether it will become a regret in the end.
The regret is that in front of the person I respect the most, I can truly be myself and bow my head to thank my teacher.
It's just that this hope turned into a thought in the end. I just think about it in my heart, but don't want that person to actually come.
Although, he knew that one was very powerful. But he also knew that the enemy was also very powerful, terrifyingly powerful. Let all the second-step experts in the world not dare to take action easily.
He was afraid that the arrival of that person would not bring him the result he was waiting for.
So, he didn't want that person to really come. I'd rather that person not know about it.
Under the crazy laughter, footsteps were mixed.
As the footsteps got closer, the laughter got louder.
He knew that when those footsteps sounded, it was the beginning of today's suffering.
In the laughter, this person is thinking of someone in his heart.
"gentlemen......."
Suddenly, the approaching footsteps stopped. Then I heard the movement of fine sand.
A voice sounded leisurely.
"You are a student of Chu Cheng's sect and my disciple. Who dares to hurt you or harm you before I disappear from this world?"
"If someone really dares to do this, whether it is Xuan Zhao, Xuan Nirvana, or an immortal existence, I will let him die."
When this sound fell, it was like a symphony of drums and thunder vibrating in that person's mind.
Swinging and blurry. It was like falling into an unreal dream.
Until he saw the figure in black robes with white hair.
I saw the face of the person who day and night, I longed for but didn't want him to come.
The man shook even more violently, shouting, laughing wildly, all concentrated together.
Finally, the tense heartstrings, the grievances and sorrows that had accumulated for several years were released.
The cry was hysterical. Yuan Shao knelt down, trembling, and kowtowed with all his strength.
"gentlemen......"
"Master..."
The white-haired man lowered his head and looked at the man kneeling in front of him and crying. Speak one word at a time.
"When you shed tears, the feeling of heartache will be reduced a lot. But this is the last time you cry. I promise here that you will never shed another tear in the future. You will completely be yourself."
"Just watch and see how those who hurt you and harmed you are killed by my master. I will also let you witness with your own eyes what the light of the world is."
As he spoke, the white-haired man's black robe burst into flames. Why do you need to use the method of resisting evil to kill evil people? The evil ones will be overcome by their own righteousness.
With a finger raised, hundreds of black threads appeared in the pair of eyes that became as dazzling as the blazing sun, connecting the figures outside.
Another finger flicked, and the string moved. Under a breeze, yellow sand was everywhere.
The wind in the sky is angry, and the waves are rushing into the stars. There are thousands of sounds of stars breaking, setting off a huge wave of falling stars, with an unstoppable roar, which can shatter the entire world at any time, turning everything into nothingness and razing it into nothingness.
The people of the world were shocked. They saw a stream of light in the entire starry sky retreating at a rapid speed, and the entire world was immersed in a stream of light and sparks, causing the whole world to appear in chaos, as if it was about to be reversed back to before the opening of the Hongmeng.
Then, when everyone in the world looked up, they smelled a breath of earth-shattering righteousness.
In the world, there are two great powers who are laughing and chatting about fishing by the lake. But suddenly, the lake in front of him burst into a dazzling white light, like a fairy mist.
Two more black threads descended from the sky in an instant. When the two first photos looked up in surprise, time was frozen there.
There are two stone sculptures by the lake. When the breeze blows, they fall apart in an instant and fill the sky with dust.
