The bright sun shines 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. He felt everything in the world.
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 is very strong, not only in the world, but also in Haotu, the land above. He can 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 stage of Nirvana.
When he came here, he put the whole world into his pocket. What kind of co-owner of the world can only bow down and surrender in front of him.
He fell in love with this feeling, but it was not enough. He wanted to become the strongest person in Hao Tu and replace the Lord.
In the past, this would have been impossible. But now, it may 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 the battle between Amaterasu and the early stage of Nirvana. That time, I was lucky enough to see and see the great master of Nirvana, and he was injured by him."
"I also heard a rumor that the reason why Yuan Shihou is so powerful 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 was eventually killed."
The middle-aged man sighed, stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the piano upwards. The strings did not move, but there was a rustling sound, which was unfortunately mostly filled with joy.
"If Yuan Shihou had not died, his current realm would definitely be far beyond my current realm. It is very likely that he would have won 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 there is only one direct member of the Yuan family dead now, and that person is just a fool.
...But I feel that fool must know the whereabouts of this treasure."
This secret treasure allowed the ancestor of the Yuan family to rise 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 Xuanjing immortals have 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 might know.
Despite the power of Nirvana, the whereabouts of the ancient secret treasure were not found.
It's just that he believes it's not wrong. For monks, especially those 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, he forced his wife and daughter to commit suicide. However, he did not expect that even if the fool witnessed his wife and daughter being tortured into a state of neither human nor ghost, he would not speak.
However, he is not in a hurry, because he has long been used to waiting for this kind of thing. The worst he can do is destroy the entire Yuan family, and he will eventually find it 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, is all mine."
The middle-aged man closed his eyes again and continued to perceive everything in the world.
With his eyes closed, he heard the chirping of birds and the chirping of cicadas in the sky, and the gurgling water flowing by, from slow to fast, lapping at the stones.
It's just that he didn't notice that the sea of flowers around him was shaking more frequently. He also didn't notice that the colors of the flowers became more gorgeous.
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 before it died.
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 sound 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 to the lake.
But when the next moment came, even the future had time to blink. The ding-dong sound stopped in an instant.
It came suddenly and went away suddenly.
At this moment, the middle-aged man finally noticed something strange.
He saw the surface of the lake. He saw that the originally clear lake water had become turbid.
This turbidity does not come from the chaos of mud. It comes from light.
Because the light was too bright, it was difficult to see the bottom of the lake clearly. The silver water, like a firefly, first glowed a little.
In the breeze, the river water rose up with layers of waves, and the shimmering 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 brighter.
A wind, a starry sky receding. A star shattered, rolling up white light.
Those withered flowers bloom brightly again when the last petal falls.
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 the sky and the earth. They are the great righteousness of the heaven and the earth, washing away the ink stains in the world. They come from all directions and gather in this place.
The sky is like water, with only silver mist pouring out, washing away the Qingming. However, this holy energy brings collapse to this world.
The nine worlds moved together, even shaking the Haotu above.
At this moment, everything around him was razed to the ground. Looking up, he could no longer see any natural scenery. Only this seemingly vast white light remained.
The middle-aged man felt the crisis of his life and hurriedly retreated while his mind was trembling. No matter how he retreated, he would still be deeply trapped in 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.
A sound breaks through the air. This is the sound that can only be made when flesh and blood are penetrated.
His heart has been lost, but no blood is 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.