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Chapter 3667 Epiphany

 In the final analysis, the old storyteller still doesn’t want to see the world become miserable and extinct.

Xu Tiandi didn't do it even if he stayed out of the matter. He chose Li Ziye as the guardian of the tomb. How could the old storyteller really do it?

The old storyteller has an insight into everything and has long seen through that the biggest variable in the human world in the future catastrophe is the devil's religion.

It doesn't matter if the Demon Cult only has tens of thousands of people. The key is that the Demon Cult holds more than a quarter of the power in the world, and this includes the goddesses and goddesses who came from the Kunlun Wonderland.

Excluding Kunlun Wonderland, the Demon Cult occupies almost two-fifths of the power in the human world.

This force is very powerful and important, and there must be no mistakes.

However, the Demonic Sect is far away from the main battlefield in Middle-earth. No one can guarantee that after the commotion caused by the Human Alliance, the Demonic Sect will not send troops in time when the next catastrophe strikes.

The old storyteller wanted to use Ye Xiaochuan's special identity to integrate the resources of the Demon Cult, and then use Ye Xiaochuan to connect the three forces of the Demon Cult, the Righteous Way, and the Goddess of Lottery Cultivators together.

In the whole world, only Ye Xiaochuan can do it, the others do not have such a wide network of contacts.

This may be why Ye Xiaochuan is the savior.

It's not about cultivation, it's about connections.

He is like a hemp rope that can tie all the grasshoppers in the world to one rope.

If the world is not united, there will be no way to stop the catastrophe in the future.

After hearing what the old storyteller said, Ye Xiaochuan did not laugh at him this time, nor did he laugh at himself.

He stared at the old storyteller. In his memory, the old man in front of him had never seemed so serious, and he didn't seem to be making fun of him.

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I do have a good relationship with Qiu'er and Tianwen. As a descendant of Yecha, I may be able to gather a group of descendants of the ghost Xuanzong in the past. However, my current situation does not have any cultivation.

Why, how long can you live?"

The old storyteller said: "Cultivation is not the key. I have deduced your destiny a long time ago. Golden scales are just things in the pond. When the storm changes, your cultivation will come back, and it will be higher and more powerful."

Awesome." Ye Xiaochuan was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "I wanted to die before, but you wouldn't let me die, but now I don't want to die, but you let me die. The world owes me so much, why should I save it?

All living beings in the world? The blood I shed for all living beings in the world will not be repaid.

Isn’t it less? But how do all sentient beings in the world repay me?

In the past, I would rather the world betray me than let the world betray me. Now that my mother is dead, I have changed. I would rather the world betray me than let the world betray me."

At the end of the sentence, Ye Xiaochuan clenched his fists and almost shouted.

The old storyteller looked at Ye Xiaochuan, who was shouting hoarsely, and said: "Since Wood God has chosen you, you have no other choice. Besides, you will not die."

Ye Xiaochuan stared at it and said, "Okay, I have no choice and I won't die, so I'll be all ears."

The old storyteller said word by word: "You have the Black Iron Order on your body, and you have the thirty-six God of War Bronze Medals on your body. This is your greatest support."

Ye Xiaochuan's expression changed instantly and said, "Who are you?"

The old storyteller said calmly: "I am just a charlatan traveling around the world."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "It is impossible for a charlatan to know about the thirty-six God of War bronze medals."

The old storyteller said: "Big Head and I told you."

Ye Xiaochuan was dubious.

The old storyteller said: "Not everyone wants to kill you, there are still many people who hope you can stand up again."

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I can't stand up anymore."

The old storyteller said: "You can."

"Yes? Are you sure?"

"Of course I am sure. The secret lies in the wolfskin you are wearing."

The old storyteller spoke in an unquestionable tone.

Ye Xiaochuan reached out and gently touched the wolf skin.

He looked at the old storyteller and said hoarsely: "Do you know the origin of this wolf skin?"

The old storyteller said: "What was in the coffin of Senior Xu. I originally thought it was just a legend. It wasn't until more than eight months ago, when I was healing you on the back mountain of Samsara Peak, that I realized it was not just a legend. This wolf skin

It really exists.”

Ye Xiaochuan asked: "Is there any legend about this wolf skin left by Xu Tiandi?" The old storyteller said: "Everything, every creature, has a story. The wolf skin you are wearing was passed down by the old man Xu Tiandi.

It's true, but he was not made by the old man Xu Tiandi. He was passed down from the Wood God to save the savior from the disaster.

Object."

In Ye Xiaochuan's mind, he unconsciously recalled what he had discovered on Cangyun Mountain.

In the tomb in the back mountain bamboo forest, a total of four things appeared, including a living person.

The living person is a plum leaf frozen in ice, the four objects are three jade slips, one each for Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, and Gui Yatou, and the last thing is this big white wolf skin.

After returning to his residence in Qianshan from the bamboo forest, Ye Xiaochuan opened the jade slip left to him by Xu Tiandi and sucked his soul into an illusory barrier similar to the moon.

In the illusory barrier, Xu Tiandi's spiritual clone appeared.

When Xu Tiandi saw Ye Xiaochuan, the first thing he said was: "I'm here to help you overcome your calamity."

Then Xu Tiandi and Ye Xiaochuan talked about many things, such as Ye Xiaochuan's second life and the big killer weapon on Li Ziye.

After coming out of the illusory barrier, through Xu Tiandi's words and in the form of drops of blood, he discovered that the first half of the ninth volume of the Book of Heaven, the Reincarnation Chapter, was recorded on the wolf's skin.

Ye Xiaochuan always thought that the tribulation mentioned by Xu Tiandi meant a catastrophe.

Now that I think about it, it was probably not a catastrophe, but a catastrophe in my own life.

Now I am in the midst of a catastrophe in my life.

He suddenly understood.

Completely understood.

It was as if he had seen through all the shackles of life and suddenly became enlightened.

Like a nightmare, he murmured in his mouth: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when it is damaged. The way of man is to make up for the deficiency when it is not enough. It is said that man follows the earth, the earth follows the sky, heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."

If you take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and guard against the debate of the six qi, you will be treated badly by those who wander infinitely!

The vastness of the universe, the appearance of the universe, the eyes of the stars, the art of heaven and earth, the way of reincarnation, the foundation of life. The unity of Qi and blood, the unity of heaven and man, the unity of spirit and soul, the unity of body and soul."

The way of heaven and earth, the meridians of human beings are like streams and rivers, and hundreds of rivers gather in Dantian to form a vast ocean, which can reach the ultimate state, reach the sky and the earth, and turn over the clouds and rain."

The way of reincarnation, also known as the way of the universe, uses the vast sky as the ocean and the stars as islands. The connections are complicated and there is no communication between them.

The human body is like the universe, and the acupuncture points all over the body are like the stars in the universe. Thousands of acupuncture points and hundreds of meridians condense into stars. When it starts from the spring, it gathers the heavenly spirit and ends with Shaoze..." The old storyteller heard clearly from the sidelines, but he

He didn't seem surprised at all, but nodded approvingly.


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