Fairy world, world tree place!
"Citizens of Daqin, thank you for being able to transcend the Great Thousand World. You must have contributed to it. Farewell! My Daqin!"
"Farewell! My Da Qin!"
"Farewell! My Da Qin!"
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The last sentence echoed in Yan Chuan's mind for a long time. WwW, QunabEN, coM listened, but Yan Chuan was already in tears at some point.
In the distance, the two immortals who were playing against each other were at a loss.
"That kid cried?"
"Insane, what's the matter?"
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The two immortals were very curious and endured for several years, and finally couldn't help it, and flew over.
"Pop!" The two fell in front of Yan Chuan.
"Boy, what's the matter with you?" the red fairy asked.
Yan Chuan suddenly became sober and looked at the two of them.
"Boy, why are you crying?" The fairy in white asked curiously.
Yan Chuan wiped his tears, and finally smiled slightly: "It's okay, I think of some sad things!"
The two immortals were speechless for a while.
"Boy, did World Tree tell you something again?" the red fairy asked.
Yan Chuan suddenly understood the thoughts of the two immortals.
"No!" Yan Chuan naturally shook his head and refused.
"No? If not, what are you doing sitting here? It takes several years to sit here?" The fairy in white said blankly.
"I feel comfortable sitting here!"
Two immortals: "...!"
"This kid, there must be a problem with his head!" The red fairy said weirdly.
The fairy in white nodded.
"Two people, I don't know if you two know who is the Demon King Kong?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
"Kong Demon?" The expressions of the two immortals changed.
"Oh? You two know?" Yan Chuan showed a hint of surprise.
"Boy, how do you know King Kong?" The red fairy frowned.
"In the World Tree, I heard a lot of names, among them, Demon King Kong felt that the name was quite strange, so I have to ask!" Yan Chuan said.
"What the World Tree said? It's no wonder that the World Tree records too many things. Your kid is also lucky, and can hear the voice of the World Tree!" The red fairy sighed.
"Kong Demon. He is a child of the Confucian family. In the past, the Confucian family was extremely hidden. The world rarely knew the news of the Confucian family. It was not known until the Demon King was born!"
"Oh?" Yan Chuan asked curiously.
"The Demon King Kong was born, and with the power of one person, he destroyed a holy court and two dojos. He was fierce and mighty. It was rumored that he was spotted by a Taoist god and beheaded by the Taoist god, and his reputation disappeared. But...! "
"Um?"
"When Demon King Kong died, he involved the entire Kong family. Ten people from the Kong family came out and fought a battle with the Taoist god. I heard that the Taoist god returned with a heavy wound! The Kong family moved the world in a battle!" said the fairy in red.
"The Kong family? There is also a powerful Kong family?" Yan Chuan frowned.
"This Kong family is also very weird. After being famous, they actually live in seclusion again! No one knows where they are!" The fairy in red shook his head and sighed.
"That Kong Demon King, once used one person to destroy one holy court and two dojos?" Yan Chuan frowned.
"Yes, many people have said that the Demon King Kong may be an ancestor of immortal cultivation!" The fairy in white nodded.
"Ancestor Xian again?" Yan Chuan frowned.
Having dreamed of heaven for so many years, Yan Chuan finally understood that the ultimate power of this world is the ancestor fairy, and the goddess of lotus, Wu Lei, and Zhichen are all ancestral fairyland. Unexpectedly, this hole demon is also.
"Boy, what else do you hear?" the fairy in red asked.
"No, it's just a series of countless names!" Yan Chuan shook his head.
The two immortals looked at each other for a while, only a moment of helplessness.
After the two immortals left, Yan Chuan once again leaned against the World Tree and closed his eyes to feel it.
Bo Yi's righteousness makes Yan Chuan's state of mind seem to have been sublimated. Grandeur? This is the grandeur.
Faintly, Yan Chuan had a guess that he was also called Bai Yi in his previous life. Among the two remaining dialogues in the World Tree, there is also Bai Yi, and he may be that Bai Yi. Also the ultimate self.
A few years later, Yan Chuan entered that state again and heard some voices.
No, I should have seen some pictures.
In the picture, it is myself.
A mortal country, he is a monarch, sitting on the dragon chair, looking at the courtiers below.
"Huh? Wang Jian? Li Si? Kong Daoqiu? Xu Fu? Huo Guang? Bai Tu Shi?... They are all my courtiers in the picture?"
"Is this a lifetime? Are they by my side?"
The years of mortals are fast, and the light and shadow flow quickly, after a lifetime.
next life.
A martial arts sect in the mortal world.
Among the sects, Yan Chuan is the suzerain.
"Huh? There are actually Wang Jian, Li Si, Kong Daoqiu, and Bai Tushi? What's the matter? They both turned around in the two lives?"
The third life!
Fourth life!
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Looking at everything in the picture, Yan Chuan fell into a deep silence. There are some faces who have been reincarnated like themselves, reincarnated by themselves, they will be reincarnated, occasionally one or two people are missing, but they will reappear in the next life.
These people have been there for decades. Yan Chuan took a deep breath.
"World Tree, why is it like this? Is there a reflection? Tell me!" Yan Chuan whispered.
Vaguely, Yan Chuan saw an emperor.
"Citizens of Daqin, thank you for being able to transcend the Great Thousand World. You must have contributed to it. Farewell! My Daqin!"
The courtiers were kneeling in all directions, and countless courtiers were crying.
"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
"God, you are gone, what can the old minister do!"
"God!"
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Countless courtiers bowed down, crying loudly.
I saw that in the picture, Bai Tushi was holding a long knife in his hand and stood up.
"The Emperor of Heaven, Bai Qi is chasing after him! With my heroic spirit, even the emperor's fate will be counted, if the emperor is destroyed, the minister will be destroyed, and the emperor will be reincarnated, then the minister will follow! Immortal forever!" Bai Tu Shi shouted with tears.
While drinking, he grabbed the long knife and wiped it suddenly towards his neck.
"Master Bai!"
"Boom!"
Self-crimination with a knife, blood gushing out, Bai Qi pours into the pool of blood, committing suicide! The white light spread out all over, like a curse, and the white light suddenly connected to him.
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Yan Chuan clenched his fists and was deeply shocked by this scene.
"Curse? Is this a curse? The curse that I put on myself?" Yan Chuan looked at him in surprise.
Yan Chuan's surprise was not over yet, in the picture, one minister after another stood up.
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"The Emperor of Heaven, Wang Jian is chasing you!"
"God, Xu Fu is chasing you!"
"Divine Emperor, Meng Tian is chasing you!"
"God, Zhao Gao is chasing you!"
"The Emperor of Heaven, Li Siyong follows the Emperor of Heaven!"
"The Emperor of Heaven, Guiguzi will always follow the Emperor of Heaven!"
"Lu Buwei, always follow the emperor of heaven, immortal forever!"
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All of a sudden, countless courtiers arbitrarily decried themselves one after another, and fell into a pool of blood one after another. Connected by fate, connected to yourself. Countless courtiers fell in a pool of blood, and the earth was dyed bright red. It was a lofty ambition, a lofty ambition to die with the emperor.
The sky and the earth were darkened, as if mourning for the monarchs and ministers of this dynasty.
In the picture is a dynasty capital, above the dynasty capital, countless self-decisions. A large number of soldiers followed.
Live with death!
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Looking at the picture, Yan Chuan was silent for a long time. I understood in an instant, I understood why these courtiers had been by my side for so many years after being reincarnated.
Looking at the picture, tears welled up in Yan Chuan's eyes, and he was moved by these courtiers, as if he wanted to take a closer look at these courtiers.
"You will accompany you, I will never be lonely!" Yan Chuan said moved.
The picture slowly disappeared, but Yan Chuan could not calm down for a long time.
Thinking of the tragic and majesty in the picture, Yan Chuan was deeply shocked.
"In this life, I will not let this scene happen again. In this life, I am back!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath and sighed.
"Da Qin? Da Qin? No wonder I always have a familiar feeling about'Qin'. Even my country name is called'Zhi Qin', Qin Zhi Zhizhi! Zhi Qin!" Yan Chuan took a deep breath.
"The World Tree, a mortal, and the twelfth level of the Upper Void Realm, how to make a breakthrough again, where is the ultimate of mortals?" Yan Chuan asked with a hint of expectation.
But this time, World Tree did not respond. Instead, a burst of cyan energy gushes out from the world tree, pouring into Yan Chuan's body.
Last time, Yan Chuan got the cyan energy and completed the universe in the palm, this time
Yan Chuan closed his eyes and felt that this cyan energy was directly acting on the soul. For an instant, Yan Chuan's soul seemed to have been sublimated, glowing with a faint blue color.
Yan Chuan closed his eyes and felt.
This sitting is another year, spring and autumn come.
Yan Chuan's eyelids moved slightly.
"I understand that the twelve levels of mortals are already the ultimate. If you want to rise again, the tribulation will come. If you want to break through during the mortal period, you need to cover the number of days with a heavy treasure, so that the tribulation will not reach, before you can continue to break through in the mortal. The ancestors of Dayu were born in the sun and used the sun to cover the days for millions of years." Yan Chuan sighed.
"The cyan energy you gave me this time helped me cover the number of days? I understand, thank you!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
With that, Yan Chuan fell into a'sleep' again.
Yan Chuan finally found a way to break through! Fallen into practice.
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Seal the world! Zhongshenzhou!
Prophet Zhao flew towards the distance under the escort of a group of expressionless powerful men.
As he flew away, Xianzhi Zhao turned his head to look at the city lord's mansion.
The city lord’s mansion and the ten floating islands inside, the corpses were all over the field at this moment, and blood was flowing into rivers. There are corpses everywhere.
On the top of the main hall of the city, a man in black robes stood, and hundreds of people in black robes were standing on top of a corpse holding a long sword stained with blood.
A group of people in black robes watched themselves leave.
"Assassin? Is this an assassin? Is there any more domineering assassin in the world?" Prophet Zhao revealed a bit of bitterness.
All the doors are slaughtered! This time, Butian Pavilion had indeed elevated the Assassins to a new realm.
Watching Prophet Zhao being taken away by a group of reformers. The headed black-robed man said solemnly: "The mission is complete, go back!"
"Yes!" answered hundreds of people in black robes.
"Shoo!" "Shoo!"...
A group of people in black robes disappeared into the rain curtain like a series of arrows.
At this moment, some people in the city opened the door tremblingly and looked at the city lord's mansion. Everyone was shocked at this moment. Such an assassin will surely be remembered by the people of a city for his whole life.
ps: One more chapter!