When Zhuo Junlin left in a daze, the figure of the Human King appeared from the void and stood beside the old man in white.

"You have hidden some things after all." The king sighed: "For so many years, you still can't let go of too much and cannot truly face your true heart directly."

"There are no benefits to know too much about some things." The old man in white sighed: "Just as he said, there are always only people who fall into the devil's path, not the devil's powers."

"He has too strong talent, even if we were far inferior to him back then. If such a genius grows up, it will definitely be a great blessing for the human race. But if such a peerless genius becomes evil, it will definitely cause harm to the people.

"The king sighed: "When he was traveling through the world, he was just a barbarian boy who had not yet entered the sea of ​​energy. With my eyesight at that time, he had never seen through his great origins. He even had the fifteenth-grade spiritual roots of the human race.

He has great luck that even I have to act for. On him, he is carrying the cause and effect of the sky. Could it be that the cause and effect of the sky is actually his own life experience?”

The old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he never spoke.

Since what happened back then, such means of glimpsing the secrets of heaven have been abandoned by the secrets of heaven. We can no longer capture a corner of the future with our own great magic power, and we cannot deduce all the laws in the world.

"Perhaps, it's time for us old people to change our thoughts." The old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly: "These young people are the future we are about to entrust. If we still blindly follow the thoughts of our older generations.

Interfering with their self-awareness, it is even possible that the tragedy of the gods will repeat itself in the human race.”

The human king couldn't help but feel silent.

The power of the gods is obvious to all. Among the younger generations of the gods, they are naturally far superior to the lower realms in terms of spiritual and soul.

This Shenwu Alliance, the gods were almost destroyed many times. If it weren't for the Shi Xiu of Heaven who was really against the will of heaven, I was afraid that this Shenwu Alliance would be a nightmare that the younger generation of the gods would never forget.

But even so, the losses of the gods are still far beyond the sum of the other four tribes. If the ancestors of the gods were not born to despise creatures in the lower realm, and would not take any creatures in the lower realm seriously. It would have any impact on these younger generations, and would not

As for making the gods a laughing stock of all living beings in the world.

"If Zhuo Junlin's nature is in his mind, if he talks about the deep influence of his influence, he is afraid that Yang Wenjun is the most important." The king sighed lightly: "If he goes too far in the future, he may not become an inseparable inner demon in his heart."

"Is Yang Wenjun really so useless?"

The old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Yang Wenjun's talent is definitely not inferior to Zhuo Junlin, and such a genius man can't bear it. If he can't find a solution, he has to implement our top secret plan. Originally, Yang Wenjun was the best choice, maybe

That plan is for her.”

"Is the road to restart really working?"

"Who knows that I haven't walked before?" The old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even if that road really doesn't work, will the situation be worse than it is now?"

The human king's face became extremely ugly.

Although Yang Wenjun is not as talented as Zhuo Junlin, he does not have the fifteen best spiritual roots as Zhuo Junlin, nor does he have the great power of luck in Zhuo Junlin. If Zhuo Junlin's success is between five or five

At most, Yang Wenjun's chances of taking the road to restart are only 10% chances.

The path of cultivation, luck and innate spirituality are also of great importance.

Not with the same talent and effort, everyone can become the ultimate path,,,,,

"Do you need to inform Zhuo Junlin in advance?"

"No need." The old man in white shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The road to restart is extremely dangerous. At least before the end of the Shenwu Alliance, there is no need to let Zhuo Junlin know too much. Even at this time, a slight glimmer of hope is really worse than that of the same.

There is no hope. If you don’t take the road of restart, Yang Wenjun’s protection of the guardians of the world and the protection of Yang’s family in the Great Snow Mountain can still live the life of an ordinary person safely. But if you embark on the road of restart, you will surely succeed once you succeed.

It has great benefits, but the possibility of one in ten is too low."

The human king's face turned dark.

Do you know that even though you know the danger, you still dare to let Yang Wenjun take the restart path?

"Have you been in contact with the Ling Zhizun?"

"I have already spread the six spiritual senses, and I even asked the old madman and Yang Tong to search for it secretly, but I have not found any information about Boss Ling." The king shook his head: "Since Boss Ling was born and appeared in the heaven," he said.

It seems that it has disappeared from this world. Even the place where the emperor died was a clone of my husband secretly went, and no trace of Boss Ling was found. Until now, I am a little doubtful whether Boss Ling was because of some reason.

Hide us, otherwise there will never be no trace of him in the nine heavens and ten earths."

The old man in white just shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a helpless look on his face.

The evil god still did not act according to common sense as before. Even if he was a strong man from the same human race, he would not be close to anyone,,,,,,,,

Qingyu Empire.

Qingwang Mansion.

The Qingwang, wearing a plain cloth coat, sat in the stone pavilion, and was cooking a stove on the stone table with a good tea of ​​enlightenment. On this day of every year, the Qingwang would sit alone in the stone pavilion and meditate.

.

Even for so many years, no one of the Qing Kings will be seen on this day every year, and even the princess and the prince must not step within ten feet of this stone pavilion.

But today, in front of the Qing King, there was a middle-aged man with a fairy spirit.

Lingzhengmen, Immortal Master Yuanqing.

Facing this powerful man who had already entered a half-step true immortal, the Qingwang did not give Yuan Qing any good looks.

If Yuan Qing hadn't been stubborn and was directly trapped in the stone pavilion, and there was no guard in the Qingwang Mansion that could do anything to this powerful man, I'm afraid that the Qingwang would have ordered the famous cultivator to beat him out in a mess.

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"King Qing, I have never let go after all." Yuan Qing sighed lightly.

"For so many years, this place is the last pure land that I have protected." The Qing King's eyes were full of coldness: "Although the immortal master Yuanqing has broken the gap between immortals and mortals and has become a powerful man of all ages. But my empire

The royal family may not necessarily cooperate with Lingzhengmen. The immortal master is rude this time, so I can still treat him as an unknown person without guilt."

"Eighteen years ago, Leng Feng died in this pavilion." Yuan Qing stared at the Qing King's eyes.

"The Immortal Master knows?" The Qing King's eyes were full of anger.

Over the years, no one has dared to mention the cold wind in front of the Qing King.

This has become a taboo for the Qingwang Mansion. Even in the Qingyu Empire, many princes and powerful people would never dare to commit the Qingwang mansion of the Qingwang Mansion.

"Get out." The Qingwang roared, his eyes turning slightly red.

Even though I know that Yuan Qing's cultivation only needs a divine thought, I can directly scatter my soul. Even if I am the Qing King, I may have a chance to go further soon, but in the eyes of these powerful practitioners, ordinary people are

There is no difference between the princes, powerful people and ordinary people in between, and they are just objects that can be slaughtered casually.

Looking at the angry Qing Wang, Yuan Qing just shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That night, I should have come here. But at that time, my cultivation was still low, but I was still a monk in the Shackle Realm. If I had the current one in the past

With cultivation, perhaps the Qingwang would not be so anxious to rush me out today."

"Although I have some friendship with the immortal master, I still ask the immortal master not to make such jokes." The Qing King's eyes were full of chills: "Although I can't stop what happened back then, I have been doing it for so many years.

Looking for the truth about what happened back then. I know that the immortal master had a friendship with Leng Feng, so there is no need to be so sarcastic about me."

Yuan Qing was not annoyed, but just sighed softly: "What a hero Leng Feng is. Although his cultivation is low, he has always been a good man who stands tall and upright. How could he be false? This time the emperor intends to push the Qing King up.

In the past, it was to lay a solid foundation between the prince and all ethnic groups and countries earlier. If the prince had to insist on the past, he might not be able to become a qualified emperor in the future. Even the prince's persistence now, how could he know that it was the Cold Wind Summit

willing?"

The Qingwang couldn't help but shake, but a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"The Qing King doesn't have to be surprised. Yuan Qing once asked the Emperor privately." Yuan Qing shook his head and sighed: "As for what happened back then, Yuan Qing once checked out the "return to the original source" method, and there were supreme powerful people who interfered in the heavenly secrets.

But for the prince, he has never owed the cold wind. For the emperor, he has never owed the cold wind. Even in the past, the cause and effect have long been broken and he cannot let go. But only us, the old friends, were

That's it."

The Qingwang's face became extremely ugly.

Over the years, the Qing King has been waiting for quietness, which is not a kind of obsession.

Even though he knew that his obsession would eventually fail, Qing Wang was never willing to let go.

"Maybe for my old friend, my friend is not qualified, but for Yu Yuanqing's identity, King Qing and I have never been cold wind." Yuan Qing sighed lightly: "It's been so many years since the incident, please ask Qing to do so.

When the king should let go, don’t hesitate.”

The Qingwang finally didn't say anything and stared at Yuan Qing.

"The Qingwang seems to have something to say?"

"How can the friendship between this king and Brother Leng be comparable to that of the immortal master?"

"Before becoming a monk, I was named Zhou Yun of my career."

"Is the immortal master Zhou Yun of the 'two gems of the wind and clouds'?"

Yuan Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I was in the morning and climbed out of the crowd with Leng Feng, and I also hang out in the world for many years. The Qingwang thought that my decades of friendship with Leng Feng were really better than ours.

The friendship between death is deeper?”

The Qingwang couldn't help but be stunned.

Originally, the Qingwang thought that his friendship with Leng Feng had exceeded everyone in the world, and he was also the last person in the world who remember Leng Feng.

But King Qing never expected that Zhou Yun, who was once as famous as Leng Feng, would still be alive and stand in front of him.

All of this is like a dream.

"I hope that after today, the Qing King will get out of his own predicament." Yuan Qing sighed lightly: "Although Leng Feng is dead, I know that his spirit in heaven does not hope that the Qing King will trap him for his whole life."

After saying this, Yuan Qing's body soared into the sky and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

In the air.
To be continued...