The Master of Kunlun has not moved, standing quietly in front of the Shu Road, looking at the clouds and mist on the horizon, feeling completely empty...
He actually liked seeing his past self.
In other words, I like to see everything related to myself in the past. When people get older, they like to miss the past.
Although he is still young, maybe his heart is also old.
Especially when I see my young and energetic self, it reflects my old age.
"It's a pity that some things can only be missed."
Lord Kunlun sighed softly and said, "The time has come."
The day has come.
He finally lowered his head and looked at the still-moving dust formation of life and death, darkness, brightness and disillusionment.
During this day, he not only recalled the past, but also studied the prototype of this formation in detail.
There are still many talented people in Shushan, especially this formation has actually changed a lot compared to the original formation...
If it were other places, the true master of Kunlun would just break the formation, but it was different here. This was the sect where Fang Zheng was.
Facing his past self, although his strength has improved rapidly, according to his estimation, at least within a hundred years, he will not be able to have the ability to face him.
After a hundred years... I have actually looked up to him very much.
But it was his past self after all, so the true master of Kunlun did not have any carelessness, but calmly stepped into the formation.
No matter how the eight gates in the formation changed, the eight gates of death and the eight endless forces of life and death were heading towards him.
But although the true master of Kunlun only spent one day, he had already studied all the secrets within the formation... with just a light tap of his foot.
During this stomping period, there are mysterious and unpredictable paths, some are yin or yang, some are life or death, some are hard or soft, some are clear or turbid.
The boundless and dense threads of true energy instantly rushed to all corners of the dust formation of life and death, darkness, illumination and disillusionment.
The mysterious and unpredictable formation was completely incapable of resisting him...
In just the blink of an eye.
The numerous murderous intentions within the formation have stopped.
Life counteracts death, death counteracts vitality, yang qi counteracts yin qi, yin qi counteracts yang qi...
They are mutually reinforcing and neutralizing each other.
The true master of Kunlun has used his own power to evolve the formation within the formation so that the formation can offset the formation.
The dust formation of life and death, darkness and disillusionment is still there, but it has been completely stabilized and no longer has any murderous intent... It is as if anyone can come in or out.
The Lord of Kunlun slowly walked onto the Shu Road.
This time he was smart and did not directly extract spiritual veins from the branches of the World Tree. There were ten spiritual veins in Shushan. If there were nuclear bombs buried in them, even he did not want to face such an offensive.
It is only right to face Fang Zheng first.
With ten thousand years of wisdom, all the mysteries of this world cannot escape his vision, and all the magic in this world are born out of himself.
No need to rush.
The long road to Shu took the Master of Kunlun for a full hour...
But within this hour, his expression gradually became weird.
Except for Shushan, all the sects in the entire world of immortality have been destroyed by his hands.
But no matter which sect, basically after encountering him, they will activate the formation as soon as possible, and then use all the strength of the whole sect to fight with him... Of course, to him, he is like a mantis blocking a car, unable to even stop himself.
He didn't even want to give them the word "limited to one's ability".
But Shushan is different.
As he entered the formation, the entire Shu Mountain was already within his sight of the World Tree.
Because of this, he could clearly see that the entire Shushan Mountain was completely deserted.
Except for Fang Zheng who was sitting on the Xuantian Peak, there was no other person in the entire Shu Mountain...
"Did they all go to the wilderness to take refuge?"
Fang Zheng could clearly detect the different-dimensional crack on Yunlai Peak. There was a hint of approval in his eyes, and he said: "It's a wise choice. If you can't save it, retreat to the wilderness. Maybe you can continue the inheritance for thousands of years... But it's not
It’s really strange. The World Tree in the Desolate World has long been missing. Logically speaking, the Desolate World should have been destroyed long ago. Why..."
Thinking of the Huangdi I saw before.
To have such a powerful cultivation level, the spiritual energy of the wilderness is probably not exhausted, but is probably still at a fairly strong level.
But remembering that he was following Fang Zheng, Master Kunlun felt that he could accept anything no matter how absurd it was.
I'm afraid it has nothing to do with him...
But in this case, why is Fang Zheng so determined to protect the Shushan Sect?
Obviously the Shushan Sect has a way out... As long as it retreats to the wilderness outside the rift in another dimension, the inheritance of the Shushan Sect can be completely preserved.
It's not like he regards this Shushan sect as his home. It seems that there is a secret in this matter that I don't know about.
With doubts.
The Lord of Kunlun slowly walked to Xuantian Peak.
And there, Fang Zhengzheng was sitting quietly... drinking tea.
Master Kunlun couldn't help laughing, and joked: "I almost thought you would arrange for two boys to serve on both sides, and then find more than twenty disciples to clean up everywhere."
Fang Zheng said: "You seem to like to miss the past very much."
"Yes, the familiar things in the past are decreasing little by little. Maybe if this goes on, I will completely forget it. It's like not long ago, the inheritance left by that little girl in Yuancheng has completely disappeared."
The Lord of Kunlun lamented: "Although I intend to protect Kunlun, they don't seem to agree with their ancestors' decision... I can only respect their own choices, but in this way, the traces of Xiaomeng's existence have finally disappeared.
Well, in fact, I seem to have to think back before I can remember the name of Xiaomeng’s aunt."
Fang Zheng asked seriously: "Can you let Shushan go? If possible, I don't want to fight with you... The odds of winning are very low, and even if I win, I can't kill you."
"Didn't I answer it before?"
Lord Kunlun shook his head and chuckled, as if he was laughing at Fang Zheng's overestimation of his abilities.
How should I say, win?
Is it that easy?
"I can get something in exchange."
"What can you have?"
"this."
Fangzheng waved.
A photo has already flown towards the true master of Kunlun.
The scene in the photo is very simple, a small but warm living room with three or two side dishes on the table and two mineral water bottles next to it.
That's wine.
Lao Fang didn't like to drink brand-name wine. Of course, in order to save money for body tempering fluid for Fang Zheng, he couldn't afford brand-name wine, and the cheap wine was all blended, so he found a way...bulk wine...
After pouring it yourself and letting it sit for a while, the taste will become extraordinarily mellow.
And in the photo.
Lao Fang seemed a little uncomfortable with being exposed to the camera, and his drinking movements were a bit deformed, a bit stiff and uncomfortable.
Beside her, Liu Fen was smiling with her lips pursed...
She seemed to be watching the father and son's joke, her eyes were crooked and she was smiling. It was obvious that she must have been a beauty when she was young.
Master Kunlun took the photo blankly and seemed stunned for a moment.
He was a little sad and looked at the photo in his hand blankly...