The white-haired old man hunched over his body, stepping on the void and climbing up to the sky step by step.
This moment.
The wind stopped.
The clouds stop.
Even space is stagnant, and everything between heaven and earth seems to have been pressed on the pause button.
The appearance of the white-haired old man was like a needle that calmed the sea, stopping the originally turbulent space in an instant.
"hiss--"
Zhang Wenyuan took a breath and subconsciously turned back to look at Hua Feng.
But Hua Feng bowed his hands and bowed to the white-haired old man in the distance: "Student Hua Feng, pay your respects to the teacher."
"Well, get up."
The void trembled slightly, and a gentle voice came.
This white-haired old man is the guardian of the human realm!
Zhang Wenyuan was horrified in his heart. He suddenly noticed a gaze looking directly at him. He quickly suppressed his shock and followed Hua Feng's example of bowing and saluting: "Greetings, senior."
"Yes, that's right." The white-haired old man nodded slightly and said calmly: "In ancient times, the Tuoba clan has always been brave and good at fighting, and looked down upon everything. The fighting spirit brewed in your body is not weak at all. You have brewed a majestic fighting spirit with elegant literary thoughts.
, this road is very good, your fighting spirit is Jiang Longwu
That fool is ten times more powerful."
Hearing this, even Hua Feng looked surprised.
Zhang Wenyuan trembled in his heart.
This was his biggest secret, but now it was seen through by the defender at a glance. One can imagine how strong this senior is.
At this time.
The white-haired old man suddenly spoke: "The ancient Tuoba clan is still considered a descendant of the surviving clan. If one day your Tuoba clan calls you to return to the surviving clan to fight, how will you choose?"
As soon as this question came up.
There was an obscure fluctuation coming from the depths of the Kunlun Domain barrier. The white-haired old man glanced at it, and then pressed down slightly with one hand.
Buzz!
Obscure fluctuations are directly suppressed.
This move was so clever that Zhang Wenyuan didn't notice it. Instead, Hua Feng next to him showed a confident smile on his lips.
"Returning to my predecessors, Wen Yuan has always been the guardian of China. The country is the highest, and the family is the bottom. My original wish is to protect the common people of China, and I am determined to do so."
Zhang Wenyuan spoke firmly and spoke in a deep voice.
"What if the inheritance of the Tuoba clan can skyrocket your cultivation level and allow you to live forever on the path to immortality?"
The white-haired old man continued: "Your talent is excellent, and you are considered a top figure even in the bereaved camp. For this reason, both the Tuoba clan and the bereaved camp will be willing to spend countless resources to cultivate you."
"As a condition, you need to leave the Chinese camp and completely join the survivors camp. You..."
"I don't want to!" Before the white-haired old man could finish speaking, Zhang Wenyuan raised his head and spoke with an extremely firm tone.
"Since I entered the path of cultivation, I have sworn an oath to heaven. I will not seek immortality or gods in this life, but only to protect the common people of China."
"This is my bounden duty. I would rather die than change it."
Zhang Wenyuan spoke solemnly and said word for word: "I will not return to the Tuoba clan, even if there is a great opportunity, I will not."
After a few words.
The white-haired old man was silent for a moment, glancing into the depths of the void.
That obscure fluctuation also completely fell silent.
"That's all, we don't want to speculate too much on the thoughts of you juniors."
"Since you have made the oath of heaven, then do it well."
The white-haired old man slowly raised his hand, made a strange seal, and then pushed forward with one hand.
Whoosh!
The seal shattered into the void and reflected directly into the center of Zhang Wenyuan's eyebrows.
Zhang Wenyuan was shaken all over, a golden light appeared between his eyebrows, and the void around him became rippling.
"The age of great strife is coming, and I will give you the origin of the laws of space. You can understand it carefully. The stronger you are, the better you can protect China."
The white-haired old man said slowly.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhang Wenyuan quickly saluted.
The white-haired old man looked at Hua Feng, observed for a moment and then said, "Do you still remember the prophecy I gave you back then?"
"Students remember, the teacher said that I am destined to be in trouble, and I should put myself to death before resurrecting." Hua Feng nodded.
"Well, Tang Ming helped you condense the body of ghost cultivation, which can also be considered as breaking your fate. The path of ghost cultivation is broad and profound, and is no weaker than the ordinary path. You must also speed up your progress and get through the catastrophe of ghost cultivation as soon as possible."
The white-haired old man waved his sleeves, and two rays of divine light fell from the sky and poured directly into the sea of consciousness of Huafeng Shenzang.
at the same time.
There is also an illusory dragon soul emitting golden light, condensing in the void.
"The reappearance of the Emperor Divine Mountain's aura to the human world will inevitably have an impact on the Chinese Dragon Vein. This is the aura of the soul of the ancestral dragon. It can be introduced into the Chinese Dragon Vein to nourish the Dragon Qi."
The white-haired old man flicked his finger, and the dragon soul turned into a stream of light and landed in front of Hua Feng.
"Thank you teacher."
Hua Feng bowed in salute and accepted the dragon soul.
"You go ahead. I'm here to take care of you. Nothing will happen."
After the white-haired old man said these words, his body gradually disappeared, but the world around him was still imprisoned, and the space was stagnant.
"Thank you, teacher."
"Thank you, senior."
Hua Feng and Zhang Wenyuan bowed, then looked at each other and turned to leave.
The top of the sky.
At the boundary of Kunlun Domain, a white-haired old man sat cross-legged in the void, with the space around him rippling.
suddenly.
An old voice suddenly sounded: "Do you trust that boy named Tang so much?"
The white-haired old man was not surprised and just nodded slightly.
Opposite him, the void suddenly turned into a black vortex, which seemed to be connected to the deepest part of the void. A looming figure emerged inside, sitting on the throne.
"Why?"
The mysterious man asked: "I need a reason."
The white-haired old man chuckled: "Maybe it's an intuition. You know, my intuition has always been very accurate."
boom!
The void was turbulent, and there was a constant roar within tens of thousands of meters.
"Sage Huantian, don't entertain me!"
The mysterious man was obviously angry and said in a cold voice: "If you just want to use your intuition and ask me to block the fate of the surviving family, and ask me to block thousands of years of hard work to arrange it, you don't have to!"
"Once the Emperor Mountain appears, those old dogs in the upper world will not let you and me go easily. You'd better think it through before making a decision."
There was anger in the mysterious man's tone, and an obscure divine power filled the entire void.
But the face of Huantian Sheng in his mouth remained calm: "General Xianwu, please calm down, I have already thought about it very clearly."
"Tens of thousands of years ago, you and I worked together to block the exploration of the upper realm. But now, Jing Qing and Zi Yu have successfully reached the lower realm. Apparently they have found some clues. The arrangement of you and me has become invalid."
"In this case, only by starting the war and defeating the Emperor Mountain in one fell swoop can we protect the survivors and the human realm."
The mysterious man shouted coldly: "That's ridiculous, what you said is quite simple. How can we fight against the Emperor Mountain? Do we rely on you, the Ancient Immortal Court's Palm Seal Envoy?"
"Sage Huantian, you are just the seal envoy of the Ancient Immortal Court. If you are the Holy Dou Tian, holding the Talisman of the Forbidden God and controlling the eight million Forbidden God Guards of the Ancient Immortal Court, I can fight to the death with you!"
"But you are not Dou Tiansheng!"
The mysterious man was sitting on the Void Throne. When he spoke, he leaned forward and a majestic majesty swept out.
Wow!
The torrent of space is released, filled with the murderous intention of the armed and iron horses.
Saint Huantian flicked his sleeves to suppress the torrent of space, and then sighed: "Sage Dou Tian has fallen. He fell when the Immortal Court was breached and was surrounded and killed by ten emperor-level experts." "I am not Dou Tian.
The Heavenly Saint does not have eight million Imperial Guards, but I still want to fight against the Heavenly One!"