The sun shines brightly in the sky, and everything is gorgeous. The flowers cover the ground, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.
There was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged by the lake, his eyes fell on the other side, and then he looked up at the sky. Feeling everything in heaven and earth.
He thought it was beautiful here and his life was very pleasant.
Because in this world, he is the number one person in the world, and everyone can only bow at his feet. No one can disobey his orders.
This has never happened before. Although his cultivation level is very strong, not only in the world, but also in Haotu, the land above. It can also be called an extremely powerful person.
But above him, there are several powerful beings, such as the Lord, and several other powerful beings who are in the early stages of Nirvana.
When he came here, he had the whole world in his pocket. What kind of ruler of the world can only bow down and surrender in front of him?
He loved this feeling, but it wasn't enough. He wants to become the strongest person in Hao Tu and replace the Lord.
In the past, this would have been impossible. But now, it might be possible.
"It's unmistakable. The ancestor of the Yuan family is Yuan Shihou. When he became famous in Haotu, I was still in the early stage of Xuanzhao."
"Yuan Shihou is so strong that he can fight across levels. This level up... is to use the Amaterasu realm to cross over and fight in the early stage of Nirvana. That time, I was lucky enough to see and see the Nirvana powerhouse, and was injured by him."
"I also heard a rumor that the reason why Yuan Shihou is so strong is because he obtained an ancient secret treasure. There is an inheritance hidden in this secret treasure."
"Because of this secret treasure, he can fight across realms. Because of this inheritance, Yuan Shihou entered the realm of nirvana in just over 10 million years of practicing Taoism."
"It's just a pity that Yuan Shihou was too unruly and provoked people he shouldn't have provoked. He was chased by an extremely powerful man for millions of years, and he was eventually killed."
The middle-aged man sighed, stretched out his hand and slowly moved up to play the piano. The strings are not moving, but there is a rustling sound, and there is a lot of joy among the regrets.
"If Yuan Shihou had not died, his current realm would definitely be far beyond my current realm. It is very likely that he would win the title of Lord of this land. But he is dead, and his realm is set in Amaterasu."
"It's just that although he died, he still left a family. I believe that the ancient secret treasure must remain in the Yuan family. Although, now only one direct lineage of the Yuan family is dead. And that person is just a fool. ...But I feel that fool must know the whereabouts of this treasure."
This secret treasure made the ancestor of the Yuan family rise to prominence in the world, also known as moving Hao Tu. Only those who need to be recognized by it can open it.
Since the death of the ancestor of the Yuan family, no one has opened it again. No more mysterious immortals appeared.
However, the middle-aged man is not worried about being unable to open the secret treasure once he gets it, because he is extremely confident in his own strength.
The middle-aged man personally searched Yuan Shao's soul and found nothing strange. But he still felt that this fool was likely to know.
Even with the power of Nirvana, the whereabouts of the ancient secret treasure could not be found.
It’s just that he believes it’s not wrong. For monks, especially people like them who stand in the Xuanzhong, this ethereal feeling is not groundless, but it is real.
Therefore, the middle-aged man did not kill the fool. Instead, they held their wives and daughters hostage. It's just that he didn't expect that even if he saw his wife and daughter being tortured into a state of inhumanity in front of a fool, he wouldn't speak.
However, he was in no hurry. Because I have long been used to waiting for this kind of thing. At worst, the entire Yuan family will be overthrown, and they will be found after searching the world.
He regarded this kind of thing as a kind of pleasure in his spare time.
The middle-aged man played the piano, and a beautiful vocal music immediately sounded.
"This world, this beauty. It's all mine."
The middle-aged man closed his eyes again and continued to perceive everything in the world.
With his eyes closed, he could hear the chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas in the sky, and the gurgling water flowing past, from slow to fast, lapping against the rocks.
But he didn't notice that the sea of flowers around him was shaking more frequently. I didn't notice that the flowers were more colorful.
Perhaps, the middle-aged man just thought that this was the rendering of sunlight, making everything around him more magical and beautiful.
There were light spots rising everywhere, and there was also a slight sound of earth breaking through the surface, which was connected with the sound of the piano.
At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to hear something.
That was the sound of gurgling water in the lake.
It's just that this voice is different from the original one.
Ding-ding-dong-dong, like a bell ringing, and like a light rain falling from the sky, with raindrops falling onto the lake.
But when the next moment comes, not even the future has time to blink. The ding-dong sound stopped instantly.
It came suddenly and went away suddenly.
At this moment, the middle-aged man finally noticed something strange.
He saw the lake. I saw that the originally clear lake water had become turbid.
This turbidity does not come from the messy contamination of sludge. But it comes from light.
Because the light was too bright, the bottom of the lake could not be seen clearly. The silver water, like a firefly, first glowed a little.
In the breeze, the river water rose into waves, and the glimmer of light spread rapidly in the water, as if the stars in the sky began to retreat.
All of this is so beautiful, but beautiful scenery will always turn into decay after the passage of time.
Time can change everything, but this scene was too fast.
There has been a change between heaven and earth, and the delicate flowers have gone from bright to pale, and then to withered.
The lake surface bloomed like the light of daylight, and began to shine even more brightly.
A wind, a receding starry sky. A star shattered and white light rolled up.
Those withered flowers, when the last petal falls. Open again brightly.
It's obviously just black and white, but it surpasses all the brilliance in the world.
Those lights are like spring rain washing away the dust of heaven and earth. They are the righteousness of heaven and earth, washing away the ink stains in the world. They come from all directions and gather in this place.
The sky is like water, only silver mist pours out and washes away the clear sky. However, this holy energy brought collapse to this world.
The nine worlds moved together, even shaking the Haotu above.
At this moment, everything around was razed to the ground. Looking up, I can no longer see any natural scenery. Only this seemingly vast white light remains.
The middle-aged man felt the crisis of his life and hurriedly retreated while his heart was trembling. No matter how much he retreats, he will still fall deeply into this earth-shattering righteousness.
There was an extremely subtle change in the air.
Behind him, no one appeared. But it made the middle-aged man terrified.
He didn't have time to turn around or take a step forward.
There was a sound that broke through the air. This was the sound that could only be made when flesh and blood were penetrated.
His heart was gone, but no blood was flowing.
All that could be seen was that his body, with that gap, began to disintegrate under the vast white light, and was rolled into fine sand in the surging white light.
