Among these two people, one of them was wearing a Taoist robe with wide sleeves and white beard and hair. He looked like an immortal. He was standing there, but he seemed not to be there. He could not be pried into or speculated on!
The other man has a middle-aged appearance, a Chinese-character face, and sharp edges and corners, as if cut by a knife or an axe. He is wearing golden armor and has an extremely tall figure. His eyes are flashing with an iron-blooded killing force that makes people dare not look directly at him.
He is completely opposite to the old man. The old man is illusory, but he is extremely real and has the domineering power to dominate the mountains and rivers!
Both of them are extremely extraordinary, and such characters should not appear here.
"That boy, seems to have discovered us?" the middle-aged man said somewhat unexpectedly, with a rich voice and interest in his eyes.
"You and I are in the depths of the void, and the space is folded. We are not in the same realm as them at all. No matter how sharp my senses are, I will not be able to detect you and me." The old man with an immortal spirit said with a faint smile.
"It seems that his intuition is extraordinary." The middle-aged man smiled.
"Indeed," the old man nodded, his eyes flashing slightly, "but the more such a person is, the more unpredictable he is."
The middle-aged man was startled, then smiled lightly and said, "Is there anyone in this world who can't be counted among you, Old Man Tianji?"
The old man Tianji sneered and said: "How can the secret of heaven be something that mortals can pry into? All we can do is to grasp the key factors one by one and let things move forward on the path they will inevitably develop."
"I don't understand." The middle-aged man shook his head directly.
"Marshal is too modest," Old Man Tianji said with a chuckle. He immediately glanced at the battlefield below and said, "Marshal worked so hard to come here and let me set up this game. Is there any gain now?"
Old Man Tianji's light words revealed an astonishing fact.
This battle was actually planned by him?
"Senior, what do you think?" the middle-aged man asked rhetorically.
"It looks like the God of War!" Old Man Tianji said directly.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly brightened, as if thunder struck down from the sky, creating a scene of destruction.
"God of War?" the middle-aged man whispered.
Old Man Tianji chuckled and said: "Of course, it is just a look, and it is far inferior to the power of Her Highness the War Girl."
But the middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Senior is different. Senior is the best person in our human race who is good at the art of heavenly interpretation. Since senior thinks he looks a bit like him, it must be possible."
"Haha, I dare not take it. The marshal is joking." Old Man Tianji still laughed, but still refused to give up. He asked again: "What about the marshal himself? Do you have any opinions?"
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "Although it is a low-level war zone and the demon clan's legion is not what it looks like, this boy's performance is quite good. With military demeanor and a little training, he can indeed become a member of the army.
pillar."
"Excellent?" Old Man Tianji smiled, "Marshal is still as strict as ever. In my opinion, this boy's performance has been extremely extraordinary. Compared with the rising stars in the army, I'm afraid he is not far behind."
Old Man Tianji naturally has something in mind. He is one of the three marshals of the human race and has the highest combat power in the military. If he stamps his feet, not to mention the human race, even the monster race and the demon race will be shocked. Such a big man will be a mere person.
The handsome boy came to such a place in person?
And even if he comes, he can only take a look at it. For a middle-aged man, one look is enough to see through everything, so why bother him to arrange such a battle situation.
Although this is nothing to him, as long as a little deduction and a few key factors are put in place, this battle can be promoted. It is not difficult, but it is still a matter of personal preference.
The eyes of the old man Tianji were beating slightly. In fact, even if he had a body with dragon veins, it would not cause the marshal to pay more attention to him. After all, no matter how talented he is, he is nothing as long as he has not grown up.
"He is still far away. This place is just a game field. Let's wait until he reaches the real battlefield." The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Old Man Tianji smiled and said jokingly: "Although it is just a playground, I tried my best to facilitate this matter for the marshal. The marshal owes me a favor."
"Haha, how many people want to owe seniors a favor but can't get it. I can't tell you that I have earned it!" The middle-aged man laughed, but then, his sharp eyebrows raised, and he said with an unclear meaning:
"However, senior also cares about this kid, doesn't he? This matter is mutually beneficial, right?"
Old Man Tianji suddenly froze, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, but he soon calmed down.
"Marshal is wise!" Old Man Tianji saluted.
The middle-aged man just snorted, stood with his hands behind his hands, and said indifferently: "Conspiracies and tricks are just heretics after all. If you can't defeat them on the battlefield, then they are nothing."
Old Man Tianji had already expected this kind of rhetoric, and he just said calmly: "Although these are not high-profile things, if they were done, perhaps there would be no need to fight on the battlefield, and there would be no need to shed so much blood of compatriots."
"Hmph, the Holy King of Light has been setting up a trap for so many years, but the border is still fighting and bleeding?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.
Old Man Tianji said nothing because there was no need to say any more.
He is a member of the Holy King of Light, and the Holy King of Light and the middle-aged man have different political opinions. They have been arguing for many years in the imperial city hall. One is a military officer and the other is a civil servant. Although they both have the power of Heaven
He has the power to penetrate the earth, but no one can overwhelm anyone.
But what makes Old Man Tianji secretly shocked is that the middle-aged man actually knows his purpose. This shows that the middle-aged man's power has exceeded previous expectations. I'm afraid this is what the middle-aged man wants him to convey to the Saint of Light.
It's the king's.
What this means can only be guessed by the Holy King of Light.
But no wonder...
Although this trivial matter does require the use of people who are proficient in the art of heavenly interpretation, how come the Marshal does not have such capable people in his command? Even if he is not as good as him, it is more than enough to facilitate this matter.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man already knew something, so he invited him to come. However, he took the opportunity to do so, but was slightly manipulated by the middle-aged man.
However, it has no impact on the results.
"Senior's plan has been completed. How many steps are there left to complete?" the middle-aged man asked.
"We only need to add a few more key factors, but they are already on the way. The results we want will definitely appear." Old Man Tianji said with a smile.
"I don't understand the calculation of heaven, I still don't understand." The middle-aged man shook his head, took a step, the void opened, and he no longer knew where he was going.
The smile at the corner of Old Man Tianji's mouth slowly faded, and he murmured to himself: "Farmers sow a seed in spring, apply fertile soil, add fertilizer and water, take root and sprout, get sunshine and moonlight, remove the tangled branches, and accumulate over time, finally get something.
Fresh fruit.”
"The art of heavenly evolution is just to bring together all the key factors, such as the fertilizer, water, and sunlight. As long as it is controlled properly, the desired results will naturally appear."
"The vision of the Holy King of Light will eventually be realized in our hands!" Old Man Tianji whispered, his figure slowly becoming fainter, "And my long-cherished wish will also be realized."
"Junior brother, your heir is growing too slowly. When will I be able to pick the fruits..."