"And why do you still have hope for the so-called saint? Can't you guess who the real trader of this God's Tomb disaster is? Actually, you know, it's just that you don't want to believe that you are escaping, and your subconscious is whitewashing you Taiyu." Weisheng Mo Ran said coldly.
Huan Jingyuan's voice was hoarse and said, "I'm wondering if there is any misunderstanding? I always feel that the tomb of the God of Destruction is of no use to the Lord."
"That's because you don't know the real use of this barrier."
After Weisheng Mo Ran finished speaking, he told Huan Jingyuan the real purpose of the so-called transformation barrier, and added: "In recent days, Taiyu has been promoting the public opinion bullied by Yuan Hao. The public anger has reached its limit. If there is a divine power that causes countless casualties and injuries to Yuan Hao, and then take the opportunity to announce the war, would you guess the Hunyuan clan care about how this divine power was produced?"
Huan Jingyuan was silent again. At this moment, he understood everything. He seemed very painful and hesitated: "This, this... from your perspective, this is indeed a disaster, and from Taiyu's perspective, it seems to be taken for granted..."
"Yes, this is the universe, this is also human nature." Weisheng Mo Ran took a deep breath, "Who do you cry for depends on which side you stand on. Lord Jie Cheng, you can no longer go back to Hunyuanji, who will you stand on?"
"Actually, you don't have to ask me these questions. It's easy for you to kill me." Huan Jingyuan sighed.
"It's not easy." Weisheng Mo Ran shook his head and said, "You are a good person. You have good intentions. You are willing to block Si Shenyang's anger for me."
"I'm confused!" Huan Jingyuan said uncomfortable, "Don't use good and evil to judge the standard of killing. You are digging a pit for yourself. The way of the universe, the Holy Mother will die, so you'd better kill it, leaving no hidden dangers."
Wei Sheng Mo Ran looked at him speechlessly.
Finally, she shook her head and said, "Forget it, the road to the rise of destiny has never been racial annihilation, but world harmony. He will only kill the roadblockers, not potential supporters. If one day you will become a witness and witness of the case of the God Tomb, and speak for us among the Hunyuan tribes, then it will be meaningful for me to save your life today."
"Direction? Li Tianming? The world's great harmony?"
Weisheng Mo Ran's words had a bit of a big impact on Huan Jingyuan. He always thought that the leader of the God Tomb should be Zi Zhen, the combat power monster. However, according to Weisheng Mo Ran's words, they all seemed to take Li Tianming as their hope?
Huan Jingyuan asked tentatively: "Do you two masters support him?"
Weisheng Mo Ran said: "Mr. Jiecheng, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. We are actually not his master, but his wife. I am not the same age as you, but the same age as him. This is also the reason why I have never had any connection with you. Can you understand?"
"What?"
In an instant, the worldview was almost collapsed.
But when he heard this, he realized that everything seemed to have been explained and everything was reasonable. The tomb under the control of such a combination also truly showed its terrifying side in Huan Jingyuan's mind.
Huan Jingyuan digested this news for a long time.
"So, you are a junior, a very young..." Huan Jingyuan couldn't help laughing, laughing a little ridiculously, "Really, I'm so embarrassed. I really didn't expect that I always treat you as a person of my age, I'm so sorry, Xiao Ran."
"It's okay, you're human." Weisheng Mo Ran said, and then asked, "So, how do you decide in the end?"
Huan Jingyuan suddenly laughed freely, and he sighed deeply again, saying, "Put this shackles open. I was very confused about the operation of your world before. Since you don't want to kill me, I'll take a good look at the Tomb of God."
"Okay." Weisheng Mo Ran nodded.
"Human nature, resources, fighting, this is the eternal theme of the universe. There seems to be new answers here. This is magical and beyond my understanding... Who all this depends on? Is it you, Zizhen, or..." Huan Jingyuan thought of the strange boy.
"Li Tianming." Weisheng Mo Ran said. After saying that, she had already opened the shackles on the origin of the universe god, and then returned the Sumeru Ring of Huan Jingyuan. There was the Origin Spirit Spring inside, which could help Huan Jingyuan slowly recover. She also said: "You are on this mechanical dragon for the time being, don't walk around."
"No problem, I'll follow your arrangements." Huan Jingyuan said.
"Next step, you and me will speed up the transformation barrier and remove it cleanly." Weisheng Mo Ran said.
Huan Jingyuan said: "The difficulty of demolition is slightly lower than building, but we have fewer people. If we rely on the two of us, it will probably take more than a hundred years."
"Fifty years are enough." Weisheng Mo Ran said.
Huan Jingyuan believed in her judgment, but his next step was a little worried and said, "To be honest, I can't figure out what you can do next? Since Taiyu attaches so much importance to the plan of the God Tomb, the time he agreed with Si Shenyang was only one year left. After a year, there will be no movement in the God Tomb. Taiyu will definitely continue to come."
"So, I have controlled the Line Source Plank Road, and they cannot come through the Line Source Plank Road for the time being." Weisheng Mo Ran said.
"If you can't pass the Line Source Plane Road, there can be a space starship. The space starship can fly here. When Hunyuan Mansion took this place, it was also a double marching between the Line Source Plane Road and the Space Starship." Huan Jingyuan Dao.
"Based on your understanding of Taiyu, how long will it take for the fastest space starship to arrive at the Tomb of God?" asked Weisheng Mo Ran.
"The fastest..." Huan Jingyuan thought for a while and said, "The top one may be more than a hundred years, but it is a weapon of war. When you arrive at the Tomb of God, there is too much noise. If you are a medium and high-quality anti-Dao-level space starship, it will be about two hundred years."
Two hundred years are not too long in the universe, so the fate of the illusion mirror is more worrying, but for the micro-generation Mo Ran and Li Tianming, this time is much better than the "three years". This is also the key that Li Tianming won this time.
"Who knows what happened two hundred years later?" said Weisheng Mo Ran.
Huan Jingyuan was ashamed and said, "Yes, for you young people, two hundred years is a little chance, but for us, it is a blink of an eye."
Weisheng Mo Ran glanced at his origin of the God of the universe and said, "Help restore his body quickly and try to remove the barrier in the first fifty years."
"No problem." Huan Jingyuan's voice also stabilized. It seemed that he had an answer to what he would do in the future. "No matter what, if you demolish the barrier, without us, it would not be easy to build this barrier again. At least, the humanitarian destruction of the God Tomb will not happen again in the short term... In that case, I will not be considered a sinful accomplice..."