An Zheng watched Meng Hu's figure gradually disappear. At this moment, he was extremely moved in his heart. Although it is not the true emperor-level powerful person, it is the soul he left behind to protect the inheritance of the nine people. He didn't know what happened, but with his keen sense, he was sure that the things in these nine dragon pillars would play a big role in the future.
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
The young man was silent for a while and then continued: "I didn't even know when that guy walked up to me. He seemed to be talking to himself or to me. He asked how to stop all disasters. How can we make the world free of injustice and how can we make the world free of disputes.”
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
There was a touch of anger in his eyes. The anger should be very strong, but he suppressed it.
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
The voice appeared from the back room, and An Zheng immediately looked over there. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a handsome young face appeared in front of An Zheng. He was so young, he seemed to be in his teens. He was less than An Zheng's chest and looked a little thinner.
"That's why I said you came very late."
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
"have a good rest."
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
He did not enter the hut immediately, but knelt down in the yard and kowtowed deeply to the rocking chair where Meng Hu once sat.
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
In an instant, An Zheng knew what he was about to see.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
In an instant, An Zheng knew what he was about to see.
"It turns out that this place is not like this. It turns out that there are mountains, water and beautiful scenery here. But after a person came, everything here changed."
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
An Zheng suddenly thought of something and saw the skeleton of the second generation of Da Chi in the turbulent space. He inherited a nearly invincible skeleton from the second generation Da Chi, who had no flesh and blood. An Zheng's guess at that time was that Da Chi's flesh and blood had been crushed to pieces by the irresistible force in the turbulent space. But later An Zheng figured out that for someone with Da Chi's strength, his physical body was far more powerful than his current self.
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
An Zheng patted the bronze door and strode inside.
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
An Zheng suddenly thought of something and saw the skeleton of the second generation of Da Chi in the turbulent space. He inherited a nearly invincible skeleton from the second generation Da Chi, who had no flesh and blood. An Zheng's guess at that time was that Da Chi's flesh and blood had been crushed to pieces by the irresistible force in the turbulent space. But later An Zheng figured out that for someone with Da Chi's strength, his physical body was far more powerful than his current self.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
The voice appeared from the back room, and An Zheng immediately looked over there. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a handsome young face appeared in front of An Zheng. He was so young, he seemed to be in his teens. He was less than An Zheng's chest and looked a little thinner.
"What life are you in?"
"He looked down at me and asked, do you think I should be more ruthless, or should I take my time?"
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
An Zheng seemed to have touched something and patted it. It should be a wooden door. An Zheng struggled to open the wooden door. The moment the door opened, An Zheng was blown in by the wind. With a bang, the wooden door slammed shut.
"It turns out that this place is not like this. It turns out that there are mountains, water and beautiful scenery here. But after a person came, everything here changed."
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
An Zheng suddenly thought of something and saw the skeleton of the second generation of Da Chi in the turbulent space. He inherited a nearly invincible skeleton from the second generation Da Chi, who had no flesh and blood. An Zheng's guess at that time was that Da Chi's flesh and blood had been crushed to pieces by the irresistible force in the turbulent space. But later An Zheng figured out that for someone with Da Chi's strength, his physical body was far more powerful than his current self.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
He seemed to see the unruly but lonely figure of the Second Great Chi in the bronze door. Standing alone in the turbulent space, he was obviously almost invincible, but full of loneliness.
In an instant, An Zheng knew what he was about to see.
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
"It turns out that this place is not like this. It turns out that there are mountains, water and beautiful scenery here. But after a person came, everything here changed."
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
The young man couldn't help but laugh: "I have imagined many times what the scene will be like when you and I meet, and what our first words will be. For example, I have practiced for a long time, and the first sentence should be Long time no see, or something else. But after knowing that you were here, I didn’t expect that you were coming very late, and I also didn’t expect that after I had guessed for so long, your first sentence was. Which life are you in?"
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
An Zheng patted the bronze door and strode inside.
An Zheng suddenly thought of something and saw the skeleton of the second generation of Da Chi in the turbulent space. He inherited a nearly invincible skeleton from the second generation Da Chi, who had no flesh and blood. An Zheng's guess at that time was that Da Chi's flesh and blood had been crushed to pieces by the irresistible force in the turbulent space. But later An Zheng figured out that for someone with Da Chi's strength, his physical body was far more powerful than his current self.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
"He looked down at me and asked, do you think I should be more ruthless, or should I take my time?"
"What life are you in?"
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
The moment the door opened, An Zheng seemed to feel the heartbeat of the second generation Da Chi. He put his hand on the bronze door and felt the atmosphere inside the bronze door carefully for the first time. Now he also understood why he could find these bronze doors and why he felt that familiar. Because every bronze door contains his aura, which is something only he can feel.
"He looked down at me and asked, do you think I should be more ruthless, or should I take my time?"
The moment the door opened, An Zheng seemed to feel the heartbeat of the second generation Da Chi. He put his hand on the bronze door and felt the atmosphere inside the bronze door carefully for the first time. Now he also understood why he could find these bronze doors and why he felt that familiar. Because every bronze door contains his aura, which is something only he can feel.
The young man lowered his head and continued to mend his worn-out clothes seriously: "It turns out that there is a grassland not far away from home. There are many hares, but they are fat. To the south of the grassland is a large, crystal clear river. The river is a hundred meters wide, but the water is Not manic at all, it always flows forward gently. I often lie on the grass slope by the river and let my cattle and sheep graze peacefully. Until one day, a strange person appeared. People are here."
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
"A man without a face."
He seemed to see the unruly but lonely figure of the Second Great Chi in the bronze door. Standing alone in the turbulent space, he was obviously almost invincible, but full of loneliness.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
In an instant, An Zheng knew what he was about to see.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
"have a good rest."
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
The young man couldn't help but laugh: "I have imagined many times what the scene will be like when you and I meet, and what our first words will be. For example, I have practiced for a long time, and the first sentence should be Long time no see, or something else. But after knowing that you were here, I didn’t expect that you were coming very late, and I also didn’t expect that after I had guessed for so long, your first sentence was. Which life are you in?"
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
"have a good rest."
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
An Zheng watched Meng Hu's figure gradually disappear. At this moment, he was extremely moved in his heart. Although it is not the true emperor-level powerful person, it is the soul he left behind to protect the inheritance of the nine people. He didn't know what happened, but with his keen sense, he was sure that the things in these nine dragon pillars would play a big role in the future.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
An Zheng patted the bronze door and strode inside.
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
An Zheng patted the bronze door and strode inside.
"You came very late."
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
The wind was ridiculously strong, and the sand hit An Zheng's body, and the Anti-Scale Divine Armor made a soft crackling sound. There seemed to be a bright light in the dark yellow ahead. An Zheng quickened his pace and rushed towards the place where the bright light flickered.
"You came very late."
"A man without a face."
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
"That's why I said you came very late."
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
The wind was ridiculously strong, and the sand hit An Zheng's body, and the Anti-Scale Divine Armor made a soft crackling sound. There seemed to be a bright light in the dark yellow ahead. An Zheng quickened his pace and rushed towards the place where the bright light flickered.
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
"You came very late."
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
The wind was ridiculously strong, and the sand hit An Zheng's body, and the Anti-Scale Divine Armor made a soft crackling sound. There seemed to be a bright light in the dark yellow ahead. An Zheng quickened his pace and rushed towards the place where the bright light flickered.
"He looked down at me and asked, do you think I should be more ruthless, or should I take my time?"
He seemed to see the unruly but lonely figure of the Second Great Chi in the bronze door. Standing alone in the turbulent space, he was obviously almost invincible, but full of loneliness.
"What life are you in?"
The moment the door opened, An Zheng seemed to feel the heartbeat of the second generation Da Chi. He put his hand on the bronze door and felt the atmosphere inside the bronze door carefully for the first time. Now he also understood why he could find these bronze doors and why he felt that familiar. Because every bronze door contains his aura, which is something only he can feel.
He did not enter the hut immediately, but knelt down in the yard and kowtowed deeply to the rocking chair where Meng Hu once sat.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
"A man without a face."
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
The young man was silent for a while and then continued: "I didn't even know when that guy walked up to me. He seemed to be talking to himself or to me. He asked how to stop all disasters. How can we make the world free of injustice and how can we make the world free of disputes.”
The young man was silent for a while and then continued: "I didn't even know when that guy walked up to me. He seemed to be talking to himself or to me. He asked how to stop all disasters. How can we make the world free of injustice and how can we make the world free of disputes.”
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
An Zheng seemed to have touched something and patted it. It should be a wooden door. An Zheng struggled to open the wooden door. The moment the door opened, An Zheng was blown in by the wind. With a bang, the wooden door slammed shut.
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
There was a touch of anger in his eyes. The anger should be very strong, but he suppressed it.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
"You came very late."
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
The young man lowered his head and continued to mend his worn-out clothes seriously: "It turns out that there is a grassland not far away from home. There are many hares, but they are fat. To the south of the grassland is a large, crystal clear river. The river is a hundred meters wide, but the water is Not manic at all, it always flows forward gently. I often lie on the grass slope by the river and let my cattle and sheep graze peacefully. Until one day, a strange person appeared. People are here."
There was a touch of anger in his eyes. The anger should be very strong, but he suppressed it.
The voice appeared from the back room, and An Zheng immediately looked over there. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a handsome young face appeared in front of An Zheng. He was so young, he seemed to be in his teens. He was less than An Zheng's chest and looked a little thinner.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
"What life are you in?"
"What life are you in?"
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
The young man couldn't help but laugh: "I have imagined many times what the scene will be like when you and I meet, and what our first words will be. For example, I have practiced for a long time, and the first sentence should be Long time no see, or something else. But after knowing that you were here, I didn’t expect that you were coming very late, and I also didn’t expect that after I had guessed for so long, your first sentence was. Which life are you in?"
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
"The faceless weirdo said to himself after being silent for a while, he should teach them a lesson first. Then he clicked his finger, and a piece of grass on the grassland withered. It was just a piece of grass at first, and the grass withered. After that, the soil around the grass roots turned into sand. Soon, the sand began to spread around. The faceless weirdo said that the world will not be destroyed because of the desert, so the world will naturally find a way to make the desert disappear. , The desert will only make people’s living space smaller and smaller.”
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
"That's why I said you came very late."
"have a good rest."
"You came very late."
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
The voice appeared from the back room, and An Zheng immediately looked over there. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a handsome young face appeared in front of An Zheng. He was so young, he seemed to be in his teens. He was less than An Zheng's chest and looked a little thinner.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
In an instant, An Zheng knew what he was about to see.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
"You came very late."
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
"It turns out that this place is not like this. It turns out that there are mountains, water and beautiful scenery here. But after a person came, everything here changed."
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
The earthen wall was originally supposed to be very high and thick, but the wind over the years has worn away most of it. The traces left by the wind on the earthen walls are like water rushing through them, one by one. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and An Zheng could only lower his head and stretch out one hand to groping forward.
The young man let An Zheng enter the back room. The temperature in the back room was very comfortable. The thick curtains blocked the windows. When the curtains were lowered, the light in the room suddenly became dim. An Zheng took a while to adapt, and then he realized the significance of the big oil lamp. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the earthen bed, mending a shabby-looking piece of clothing by himself.
He held the needle and thread, raised his head and glanced at An Zheng: "Just now you asked me which life I was in, and now I will answer you... I am you in the first life. I know you will be very curious and confused. The first Shi Ming is obviously Punong. But Punong and you later have no real relationship. "
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
"have a good rest."
When he rushed to the end of the corridor, he saw the very familiar bronze door as expected. The door was closed tightly, but the moment An Zheng approached, it opened with a creak. This bronze door is the seal that An Zheng set himself. The door is a restriction that only he can open.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
"A man without a face."
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
The scary thing about An Zheng at the beginning was that he actually sent the nine dragon pillars with the help of the Wushi Wheel to a time when the pre-Qin emperor had not yet unified the nine states. In this way, as time changes, people in the period of the pre-Qin emperor will never discover this secret. The faceless monster who wanted to exterminate humanity was a person from that period, one of the emperor-level powerhouses.
"have a good rest."
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
"It turns out that this place is not like this. It turns out that there are mountains, water and beautiful scenery here. But after a person came, everything here changed."
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
In the boundless desert, the wind carries the sand close to the ground. As he stood here, the soles of his feet felt hot. The temperature here is such that even sweat won't stay there for too long.
"Listen to me and I'll give you the answer."
An Zheng seemed to have touched something and patted it. It should be a wooden door. An Zheng struggled to open the wooden door. The moment the door opened, An Zheng was blown in by the wind. With a bang, the wooden door slammed shut.
"The faceless weirdo said to himself after being silent for a while, he should teach them a lesson first. Then he clicked his finger, and a piece of grass on the grassland withered. It was just a piece of grass at first, and the grass withered. After that, the soil around the grass roots turned into sand. Soon, the sand began to spread around. The faceless weirdo said that the world will not be destroyed because of the desert, so the world will naturally find a way to make the desert disappear. , The desert will only make people’s living space smaller and smaller.”
"have a good rest."
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
An Zheng also smiled: "Because I am pressed for time."
The young man lowered his head and continued to mend his worn-out clothes seriously: "It turns out that there is a grassland not far away from home. There are many hares, but they are fat. To the south of the grassland is a large, crystal clear river. The river is a hundred meters wide, but the water is Not manic at all, it always flows forward gently. I often lie on the grass slope by the river and let my cattle and sheep graze peacefully. Until one day, a strange person appeared. People are here."
"The faceless weirdo said to himself after being silent for a while, he should teach them a lesson first. Then he clicked his finger, and a piece of grass on the grassland withered. It was just a piece of grass at first, and the grass withered. After that, the soil around the grass roots turned into sand. Soon, the sand began to spread around. The faceless weirdo said that the world will not be destroyed because of the desert, so the world will naturally find a way to make the desert disappear. , The desert will only make people’s living space smaller and smaller.”
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
There was a touch of anger in his eyes. The anger should be very strong, but he suppressed it.
Looking at the bronze door, which would only be opened when he arrived, An Zheng suddenly understood.
The moment the door opened, An Zheng seemed to feel the heartbeat of the second generation Da Chi. He put his hand on the bronze door and felt the atmosphere inside the bronze door carefully for the first time. Now he also understood why he could find these bronze doors and why he felt that familiar. Because every bronze door contains his aura, which is something only he can feel.
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
"A man without a face."
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
"have a good rest."
An Zheng seemed to have touched something and patted it. It should be a wooden door. An Zheng struggled to open the wooden door. The moment the door opened, An Zheng was blown in by the wind. With a bang, the wooden door slammed shut.
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
An Zheng patted the bronze door and strode inside.
He did not enter the hut immediately, but knelt down in the yard and kowtowed deeply to the rocking chair where Meng Hu once sat.
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
The young man was silent for a while and then continued: "I didn't even know when that guy walked up to me. He seemed to be talking to himself or to me. He asked how to stop all disasters. How can we make the world free of injustice and how can we make the world free of disputes.”
The young man was silent for a while and then continued: "I didn't even know when that guy walked up to me. He seemed to be talking to himself or to me. He asked how to stop all disasters. How can we make the world free of injustice and how can we make the world free of disputes.”
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.
With the power of the tiger, An Zheng felt that the power in his body had reached a critical point, and he only needed an opportunity to break through the shackles. He has vaguely felt the changes brought about by that absolute power. There seems to be a door in front of him. Once he opens it, he will fully gain that power.
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
The young man lowered his head and continued to mend his worn-out clothes seriously: "It turns out that there is a grassland not far away from home. There are many hares, but they are fat. To the south of the grassland is a large, crystal clear river. The river is a hundred meters wide, but the water is Not manic at all, it always flows forward gently. I often lie on the grass slope by the river and let my cattle and sheep graze peacefully. Until one day, a strange person appeared. People are here."
The sound of your feet stepping on the sand is very special. An Zheng had no goal, but he knew that there would be something leading him forward. He took one step into the desert, heading towards an unseen goal. The wind is getting stronger and the dunes are moving. An Zheng's vision became blurred, and he could not use the power of Master Shan's nine-turn samsara eye to look at it from another perspective in such a barrier.
An Zheng nodded, and he agreed with this explanation. It is true that Punong was his first life, but at Punong's time, practitioners had not yet appeared, which was far earlier than the Pre-Qin period when powerful practitioners at the emperor level emerged in large numbers.
The voice appeared from the back room, and An Zheng immediately looked over there. The curtain was lifted from the inside, and a handsome young face appeared in front of An Zheng. He was so young, he seemed to be in his teens. He was less than An Zheng's chest and looked a little thinner.
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
An Zheng watched Meng Hu's figure gradually disappear. At this moment, he was extremely moved in his heart. Although it is not the true emperor-level powerful person, it is the soul he left behind to protect the inheritance of the nine people. He didn't know what happened, but with his keen sense, he was sure that the things in these nine dragon pillars would play a big role in the future.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
Inside the bronze door at the bottom of the Chihe River, An Zheng saw himself in the first life, the unfazed Punong who was calm and calm no matter what. At the end of this long corridor, there will be another bronze door waiting for him to open.
"He looked down at me and asked, do you think I should be more ruthless, or should I take my time?"
"have a good rest."
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
An Zheng seemed to have touched something and patted it. It should be a wooden door. An Zheng struggled to open the wooden door. The moment the door opened, An Zheng was blown in by the wind. With a bang, the wooden door slammed shut.
An Zheng asked subconsciously.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
He glanced at An Zheng, then lowered his head: "When I woke up, the faceless weirdo probably glanced at me with his head lowered, and then said... If there is no more people, the world will become fairer. After all, low-level animals There are not so many intrigues and intrigues, and there are not so many desires. However, we cannot not give them a chance... "
"I was terrified and didn't know how to respond."
The restrictions in this bronze door were forged with the flesh and blood of the second Great Chi. He not only changed time again with the Beginningless Wheel in the turbulent space, but also used the power of the turbulent flow in the turbulent space to cast these bronze doors with his own flesh and blood. Only when he himself arrives will the bronze door open. Otherwise, even an emperor-level expert would be unable to open it and gain access to the power inside.
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
"The faceless weirdo said to himself after being silent for a while, he should teach them a lesson first. Then he clicked his finger, and a piece of grass on the grassland withered. It was just a piece of grass at first, and the grass withered. After that, the soil around the grass roots turned into sand. Soon, the sand began to spread around. The faceless weirdo said that the world will not be destroyed because of the desert, so the world will naturally find a way to make the desert disappear. , The desert will only make people’s living space smaller and smaller.”
When the space is turbulent, Da Chi's skeleton is indestructible. And after An Zheng arrived, Da Chi could still keep An Zheng safe and sound. If this is the case, the power in the turbulent space is not enough to cause indestructible damage to Da Chi's body.
In the second life, Da Chi was lonely, even if he had a little golden dragon by his side. He lost all his friends, brothers, relatives and loved ones. He has been searching and fighting all his life, but in the end he failed.
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
The young man paused: "This is the beginning, the beginning of resistance."
"have a good rest."
An Zheng rubbed his fingers on the bronze door, and Fang Zheng's figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. The moment the bronze door opened, Fang Zheng walked towards the bronze door, because his mission was over. If he hadn't been plotted against during Daxi's time, Fang Zheng might have been An Zheng now, doing exactly the same thing as An Zheng. The life trajectories of the two people are different, but they will eventually reach the same destination.
He looked into An Zheng's eyes and said word for word: "I, your first life, will give you a scolding."
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
The young man lowered his head and continued to mend his worn-out clothes seriously: "It turns out that there is a grassland not far away from home. There are many hares, but they are fat. To the south of the grassland is a large, crystal clear river. The river is a hundred meters wide, but the water is Not manic at all, it always flows forward gently. I often lie on the grass slope by the river and let my cattle and sheep graze peacefully. Until one day, a strange person appeared. People are here."
An Zheng strode forward, then ran.
Behind each bronze door is different. When I saw Punong, it was a simple thatched cottage courtyard. This time, what I saw was a desert. Perhaps, these things are the most profound memories of Anzheng in each life.
An Zheng stood up, took a deep breath, then turned around and opened the door of the hut. From the outside, the hut doesn't look very big, just three rooms. But when the door is pushed open, there is a completely different world inside. Inside is a long corridor. An Zheng is no stranger to such corridors. When we first entered Qingzhou, there was also such a long corridor at the bottom of the Chihe River.
An Zheng watched Meng Hu's figure gradually disappear. At this moment, he was extremely moved in his heart. Although it is not the true emperor-level powerful person, it is the soul he left behind to protect the inheritance of the nine people. He didn't know what happened, but with his keen sense, he was sure that the things in these nine dragon pillars would play a big role in the future.
The wind noise in the room was much quieter, and the hissing sound seemed to be unwilling to hide here. He even had the illusion that there was a demon in the wind outside. The demon opened his eyes in the turbid air and looked at him fiercely.
With a bang, An Zheng hit a dirt wall.