Emperor Shi Guang Naozheng thought for a long time, smiled completely, clasped his fists and bowed, "Today, the gods came to the world to relieve the doubts of the human race. I have a word from you. Since I wish the Witch Kingdom a promising future, I can rest in peace this death!"

"As for this, three questions and three answers are over."

Zhu Zhengwei was quietly savoring the tea.

He knew that this paranoid and fanatical man had always been holding a pure dream since his youth that promoted change, and today he finally chose to drown with his dream.

When the tea water in the teacup was drunk, Zhu Zhengwei left leisurely step by step. The holy white light lingered around him. Suddenly the figure said softly: "Creating a holy scroll with damage, folding his head to ask the sky. If you sacrifice your life and enter the country, who said that the emperor has died?"

Finally, I took a colorful sunset and flew away.

Shi Guangzhizheng Emperor stood alone in front of the tea shed, with his body upright, like an ancient pine.

Soon, he came from the guards and historians and said lightly:

"I said, you write."

"yes!"

A historian raised his pen respectfully.

"I am appointing God today, and I have three questions and three answers."

"I wish Wu Jiangshan to stand on the continent where all the seas linger, and a country where you swallow wind and drink air, starting from me."

Emperor Shi Guangzhizheng kept speaking, standing silently overlooking the royal city in the distance, while speaking, as if he was looking back at the words just now, his eyes were filled with emotions, which made people move.

Crash.

The qi in his body gradually dissipated completely.

Threads and lines are colorful, like a fairy waving a colorful ribbon.

At this moment, all the fairy grass looked at the tall old man's back and felt an unprecedented heavy weight of history, and couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

The Emperor of Humanity asked three questions and the Gods answered three questions, which is a classic.

Every word is full of twists and turns, and it is extremely exquisite. You can read it carefully. This seems to be a heroic mythological epic, a dialogue between the gods in ancient times and the first human emperor in the world.

The two people sitting under the tea shed just now collided and stirred, which made them feel very excited!

Every question and answer is full of movie climaxes, making people fascinated by watching it!

If we compare the history of earth civilization, it is no less than that of the immortals in the sky, we will see the first human emperor in China, Xuanyuan Huangdi.

Someone suddenly remembered an allusion and said in surprise:

"Huangdi ascended the throne, and gave good blessings to heaven. He cultivated virtues. Only benevolence is the way to do things. He was peaceful in the world. He did not see the phoenix. He only thought about his image and was in great pain. He summoned the old man to ask him!"

Listening to the magnificent ancient texts, everyone seemed a little similar, and they looked like they were in front of them.

Sunset at dusk.

The sun only has the last trace of afterglow.

Everything seemed very quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind and the swaying sound of the fairy grass, as if telling the passing of time.

The sun sets, and time passes minute by minute.

"This is really a good weather, I have no regrets in my life." Shi Guangzhizheng Emperor said the last word, and his whole body's breath collapsed completely, and he laughed heartily.

After the historian finished the conversation silently, he looked up and saw Shi Guangzhizheng sitting on the chair in the teahouse without any breath. The old man's eyes were still staring at the other side of the sea. It was the location of the wall of ten thousand stones, the ocean outside the world, and the vast world described by the gods.

The historian's pupils dilated and he was stunned.

He rolled and crawled wildly and told all the royal ministers.

On the edge of the tea shed, the temple stood quietly, and the world seemed to have completely quieted at this moment, with no more sound. The entire venue was left with only a dead king and a large number of swaying fairy grass.

They were also stunned. After experiencing the magnificent dialogue, they only felt their eyes were red and their five senses were intertwined.

"I suddenly remembered that post, the perspective of the weed on the tea shed, the traveler under the tea shed that sunset was emitting countless longings, his eyes were full of energy, and he talked to the man with tears moles, just like that sentence: When he was a young man in a bright clothes, he saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one go!"

"I remembered the scene later. In despair, he discovered the weed on the tea shed and finally took it. This weak mortal who waved his sword at the pseudo-god monarch of the Three Kingdoms at the same time continued the path of the previous generation of slave emperors, and finally embarked on his destiny!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"In the blink of an eye, the scene is still the same, it is still in the tea shed. He is old, he goes, but the gods are still there, just like the style of the past."

"I saw his life."

"Woo woo woo woo! This reveals fate and reincarnation!"

"We are all the dust of this long history!"

They suddenly felt a lot of emotion.

Some people died, but they are still alive.

Some people named Shi Guang Changheng, Emperor riding on the heads of the people to act as a mighty man, while others bent down to serve as cattle and horses for the people.

Some people named Shi Guang Changshou Emperor wanted to carve his name into stone, wanting to be "immortal", while others would rather be weeds and wait for the fire underground.

Some people can clearly live longer, but choose to set an example and as human leaders to accept people's lives calmly and accept the most tragic things that everyone in the world has to face, such as birth, old age, illness, and death.

He was obviously so unwilling to accept such a sad thing.

"Cast the holy scroll by the body, fold the head and ask the sky. If you sacrifice yourself to enter the country, who said that the emperor has died?" Someone suddenly spoke, chewing on the poem of the true god just now, and only felt that the magnificent epic smell of the people pursuing immortality!

Perhaps, his body has faded and his soul has dissipated, but his spirit has become a true immortal.

"Who says that the emperor is dead?" Someone began to repeat.

"Who said that the emperor has died after sacrificing his life?" Someone's eyes were red and he cried out loudly, wishing that there was a roll of paper next to him, and wiped the tears that were far beyond the epic mythology.

"Who says that the emperor is dead?"

...

Rumble!

The sound rolled.

In the fairy pond, they suddenly recited the words without saying a word, rolling sounds and rolling in the world, seeing off this great saint.

The ministers who arrived also stared at all this.

They discovered the entire extremely magical dream scene.

The corpse of the old man was rolling like huge waves, stacked with neat fairy hymns and hymns, and was seen to see the great emperor off by the "clouds and clouds" at the root of the human being.

In this fairy pond, the fairy grass swayed neatly, and the inexplicable silences of singing rose and fell with the weeds.

The sound became louder and louder, resounding throughout the city of 100 stones, passing through hills, fields, and deserts, as if resounding in the ears of all the people, as if mourning, as if praise, as if mourning.

Everyone looked up inexplicably and heard this inexplicable chant.

In the sea.

The rest of the immortal herbs who were not at the scene of the six hundred immortal herbs also began to sing praises and repeated the sentence: "Who says that the emperor is dead?"

What should these fairy grasses leave for this era?

Prove that they have witnessed it, and that although they are spectators in this world, they have come.

Boom!

All the thousand fairy grasses have entered a certain frequency, and as the cornerstones of the entire world, they have begun to tremble the world in a special way.

A wave of singular praise came from the sky and spread to every corner of the world, the secluded country of the seaside, the bronze country, every town, and every barren land.

Under a big banyan tree.

An old man is playing chess.

Residents of the surrounding residential buildings opened the windows and walked out of the house.

They only feel that a certain thread in their hearts is broken and a great existence has fallen, which makes the world begin to be covered with a layer of sorrow.

The old man raised his head and couldn't help laughing, "Incredible, incredible! Those fairy grasses actually have such secrets. How many mysterious things are there in this world that people can't help but groping with when listening to the affairs of heaven and earth?"

In the endless ocean.

A luxurious and magnificent undersea kingdom is under construction.

A huge behemoth with huge shadows raised his head and floated to the sea.

He seemed to see a ray of light shining above the continent's clouds, a sacred and white light, as if piercing the entire night near dusk.

"That's it?" She was stunned.

"What a nice view."

"So that man has come back in this world."

...

In the entire kingdom of the Hundred Stones, all the qi-eating people and the witches bowed down and sang loudly.

"That's angry!"

"This is the sunset!"

"No! That's the fairy grass talking, seeing off this great emperor of our human race!"

"In the history of later generations, there should be records: the death of a saint, there were strange phenomena in the sky, the gods saw him off, the fairy grass sang for him, and all things were sad for him! The people cried for him!"
Chapter completed!