This was not the first time that Fang Yuan saw things in the stone tablet being erased.
When he was in Qingyang Sect, what he saw was an incomplete dream, which was understandable. After all, what Qingyang Sect kept was only a stone slab, or fragments of a certain stone tablet. Because there were too many missing, so Fang Yuan could only roughly guess what happened from the stone tablet, but the creation of countless ascension passages and the locations of connections with the human world that should have been recorded on the stone tablet no longer exist, just like Someone deliberately broke the stone tablet to cover up such a secret!
And now, he saw another broken stone tablet, but the most crucial part was missing!
If there really is such mysterious Hongmeng Dao Qi, how was it refined
This most crucial part is missing.
Is it a coincidence, or is it intentional
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Fang Yuan was quietly in the cave, thinking for a long time, but still had no answer.
There was only so much content on the stone tablet, and there was only so much he could see.
Many things cannot be deduced without a key piece.
He thought that after seeing enough stone tablets, he would be able to unlock all the secrets, but he did not expect that these secrets are still a mystery today. He can deduce many possibilities from the content left behind on the stone tablets, but he cannot He didn't know which possibility was real, but more importantly, he didn't find a real solution to all these problems from the stone tablet...
… Or maybe that method doesn’t exist
What did the group of people in Kunlun Mountains see in the stone tablets thousands of years ago, which led to their subsequent inferences
What did the Lord of Darkness guess that made him insist on taking that path
Fang Yuan seemed to have guessed it, but he would rather he had not guessed it!
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"Mr. Fang Yuan, it's time!"
Outside the cave, a childish voice sounded.
Fang Yuan walked out of the cave and saw that the person calling him was a child from Xiaoleitai.
He knew that the Immortal Alliance had made all preparations.
That matter has come to this, perhaps we can only focus on the present and deal with the most urgent matters first.
When Fang Yuan arrived at the square stone platform at the core of Xiaolei Terrace, he saw that Mr. Lei, Sage Tiankui, Sage Gufang, Sage Luchuan, and Sage Jingtian who had just arrived were all waiting here. , beside them, a large drum was erected, with some rough and ancient patterns on it. It had gone through many wars and years, and it was dull and solemn.
"After reading the stone tablet, what did you learn?"
When Saint Tiankui saw Fang Yuan's gaze, he seemed a little curious and asked in a deep voice.
Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I have some guesses, but I'm not sure, and I don't have the slightest clue!"
Sage Tiankui didn't seem surprised and said: "There were so many people on Kunlun Mountain before, and they had countless detailed information on hand. Even they couldn't find a way, let alone you. In fact, this result should have been guessed long ago. owned… "
Fang Yuan heard the meaning of his words and just nodded.
Today, I have only reached the level where the group of people in Kunlun Mountains formally retreated thousands of years ago. I know nothing about what they participated in and what truth they found out after they retreated. What I should do now is In fact, it is to share all the secrets and then gather more people to comprehend with oneself. But just like that, wouldn't it be the same old road in Kunlun Mountain
What's more, Kunlun Mountain failed a thousand years ago, and now my hope of success is even slimmer.
Perhaps, Saint Tiankui realized something and felt this way!
"Soldiers are coming to block it, and water is coming and the soil is flooding. Why do you think so much?"
Mr. Lei's voice was as dull as thunder. He smiled coldly and said, "Just solve the problem in front of you first!"
Fang Yuan knew what they were referring to as the problem at hand. He had thought of this thing as early as when he was in Qingyang Sect, and the Immortal Alliance had also thought of this thing after they learned about the existence of the Tribulation-Ending Demon Illustration. In other words, this is the only solution.
Fang Yuan felt gratified that the decision made by the Immortal Alliance coincided with each other.
But before deciding to do this, he still asked: "Seniors, we are doing this, right?"
Sage Tiankui turned to look at Fang Yuan and said, "This is the only way we can do it!"
Fang Yuan was silent for a long time and said: "Some people may think that we should not make decisions for the people of the world!"
Sage Tiankui looked at Fang Yuan for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said: "I feel a little relieved that you can say that. In fact, I have been worried that you will really look down on the world after you have the name of a saint. All living beings are like rotten dogs. The fact that you are worried now may mean that your state of mind is not that of a true saint, but it also shows that you are still a human being!"
As he spoke, he stood up slowly and said, "However, this idea must be eliminated after all!"
"This world is indeed the world for the people of the world, but the fate of the world cannot be truly decided by the people of the world, because people's hearts are flawed, and the more people decide one thing, the more trouble there will be. People have always been like this In this way, the more people there are, the more stupid they look. When there are too many people, even if it is something very obvious, it will eventually lead to a wrong choice!"
He shook his head slightly and said: "So, humans actually do not have the ability to choose their own destiny!"
Fang Yuan listened carefully. What Sage Tiankui said was that humans do not have the ability to choose their fate, not power!
After saying this, Sage Tiankui looked at Fang Yuan seriously and said: "So, we can only make the decision on behalf of the world. If we win, then we will be the wise ancestors and will be remembered forever in history. We have been here for thousands of years..."
"If we lose, we will be extremely evil careerists, and the world will hate us for eternity!"
"But whether we win or lose, we always have to make a decision... "
"... Taking the blame is also one of our responsibilities!"
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Sage Tiankui's words solved a problem in Fang Yuan's mind.
It also made him finally make up his mind.
He raised his head, looked calm, and said, "I'm ready!"
This was the first time that he did not call himself "junior" in front of these big figures in the world, but called him "me"!
Sage Tiankui laughed and said, "Everyone is ready!"
At this moment, Mr. Lei suddenly turned his eyes strangely and said: "That road..."
Fang Yuan said: "I have made arrangements!"
Mr. Lei nodded, said no more, and just carried a black box on his back.
Fang Yuan glanced at Saint Tiankui, looked at the drum, and said, "Let me play it!"
Sage Tiankui said with a smile: "If you knock it, you will have a big responsibility!"
Fang Yuan said: "I am younger after all. You have been famous for thousands of years. Shouldn't the opportunity to show your face be given to the younger generation?"
Sage Tiankui laughed and said, "You go!"
Fang Yuan walked up to the big drum, took a deep breath, picked up two drumsticks, and then hit them hard. He was not good at music, and the only drum he knew how to play was the snare drum on the magic edge. The sound of the drum was vibrating. The sound spread for more than ten miles, and did not even reach the range of the small thunder platform. However, this was a rare treasure, but the sound of the drum spread far away and reached the ears of some people who should have heard the sound of the drum.
The strong feelings are intense, the voice is solemn, and the color of the world changes!
Sage Tiankui, Sage Jingtian, Sage Luchuan, Sage Gufang, Mr. Lei, etc. were all listening to the drums quietly. The smiles on their faces gradually faded away, replaced by the calmness of going forward, and the turbulence in the dark. The murderous intention!
Saint Tiankui swung his sleeves, and a huge ghost-headed hammer appeared in his hand, and he lifted it on his shoulder.
"Let's go!"
He said in a deep voice, and purple clouds rose under his feet, holding him up into the sky.
At the same time, Fang Yuan also threw away his drumsticks and embarked on the Nine Heavens together with several other saints and Mr. Lei.
Boom!
The Qi machine struck the seat, causing the avenue to tremble, turn into a stream of light, and sweep away in one direction.
In the small thunder platform, countless disciples from Leizhou, or inspectors and elders from the Immortal Alliance, all bowed their heads at this moment, and saluted respectfully towards the stream of light that was going away. The voice was low: "I send you some saints to slay the demons!"
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In the far north, amid the ice and snow, Xi Jian Chi Jian Shou, who was sitting quietly on the top of a snow-capped mountain, told the seven young people in front of him his last lesson, and then heard the faint sound of drums. He sighed softly and stood up slowly. A child beside him held a sword in front of him with both hands. He took the sword and laughed in a low voice: "It's time to do business..."
The figure turned into sword light and disappeared into the void instantly. The seven swordsmen behind him all bowed respectfully.
In the Nine Heavens of the Imperial State, the Immortal Emperor of the Nine Heavens struggled alone in the back mountain for a long time. When the sound of drums finally came, he just sighed softly and said, "Time waits for no one." Then he didn't care about meeting the princes and grandsons outside, and suddenly flew into the sky. Go, the emperor's power is swaying.
"It's time for me to get down to business!"
In the Bahuang City of the Devil's Edge, the white-robed war immortal Ren Gendan bundled up his shabby black armor and raised his spear.
Facing the dark clouds in the sky, he shouted loudly and soared into the sky.
As he passed by, the dark clouds were torn apart, revealing the bright sun behind the clouds!
"Ancestor, this matter should be left to me!"
On Wangqing Island in the South China Sea, Empress Baishi stood in front of her ancestor who was holding a dragon head crutch with both hands in her hands.
"You are not qualified enough. Only I can go to this battle!"
The ancestor of Wangqing Island sneered, pulled away the White Stone Empress, and strode into the air. There was no trace of old age. The void was silent, with only the solemn background of an old man, and one sentence: "White Stone, from today on Come on, you are the lord of Forgetting Island!"
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On Donghuang Mountain, Donghuangshan Daozi stood on the top of the mountain with a wide robe and slow sleeves.
"You can't go!"
In front of him, the mountain guard of Donghuang Mountain looked cold, as if he was giving orders rather than persuading.
"I also know that Donghuang Mountain cannot miss this battle!"
The mountain guard of Donghuang Mountain has never been as decisive as this moment: "So, I will go to Donghuang Mountain on behalf of you, and you will stay here, continue to live, deduce a complete avenue, and lead the future world! That's it!" Like I said to you before, I will take the blame, and your reputation will be yours, and I will take the responsibility for your death, and the world will be yours!"
"This is my responsibility as a mountain guard!"
(End of chapter)