"Brother Dao, I've kept you waiting," the black-haired old man was the first of the three. He is the weakest of the three, at least on the surface, the other two, from their bodies, can more or less feel a little momentum, either a trace of martial arts breath, or a little sinking breath, but from the old man, you can't feel any breath.

"Brother Dao?" The tone was suddenly a little strange, and the middle-aged man asked rhetorically, this sentence seemed to be asking others, and it seemed to be asking himself, "It's been too long, too long, I haven't heard these two words", and the middle-aged man suddenly seemed a little melancholy.

There are thousands of monks in the world, there are so many cultivators, ordinary monks can call each other Taoist brothers, Taoist friends, there is nothing wrong, and even the two hostile forces, the same generation can also be commensurate with Taoist brothers, as long as you and the other party's strength is not equal, call each other Taoist friends, Taoist brothers will be completely logical. And there will be no one who will say something, and what will be accused?

But today's middle-aged man's words are very strange, it seems that the Taoist friend, for him, is too precious, has a special meaning, from his words, it is revealed, it seems that from beginning to end, he is only one person, never a friend, no Taoist friend.

For the middle-aged man's words, the three of them were not angry and angry, they couldn't afford them, whether they put them in their eyes or not, for them, it didn't matter at all, they still had the same smile on their faces, and a somewhat eager expression.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you want to draw this line so clearly?" Is there a right and wrong in the world? We just take different paths, and maybe one day, fellow Daoists will also think that our path is good.

At this time, the gray-haired middle-aged man said that his words seemed to have a kind of magic, giving people a feeling of being regarded as the truth, in fact, not only his words, but also his true person gave people a sense of beauty, as if everything he did and said was reasonable, and from his body, you would not feel any negative emotions except that you could feel right, reasonable, true, good, and beautiful.

"Choosing such a path, is this your original intention?" the middle-aged man asked again, but this time, it was to ask these three people directly, such a question from the soul, in fact, the answer has long been self-evident, because the reality has proven everything.

For the words of the middle-aged man, at this moment, the three of them suddenly fell silent, such a question, in fact, they have asked themselves more than once, is this their original intention? What is their original intention?

A road has come to an end, how to choose? They have encountered such a choice, the road ahead, that is their original intention, and it is precisely because they have adhered to this original intention that they finally came to the end of the road, saw the unique scenery, and saw the ultimate beauty.

But the road came to an end, it seemed that there was no more, they took a lot of effort, but they still found that this road was no longer suitable for continuing forward, which was undoubtedly fatal for those of them who would never stop, for a time, their Dao heart was also shaken because of this, this is terrible, to the point where they are shaken, this is a terrifying thing, more terrifying than any horror story.

In the end, some of them found a new way, what kind of road is this, they didn't dare to think about it at that time, it was crazy.

On the one hand, there is a dead end with no hope, and on the other hand, there is a new road, although it is a new road, but because it is a new road, there are countless possibilities, whether to choose to continue to spend time and energy on the dead road, or choose to go to the new road, to find new hope, they are struggling, on the one hand, absolutely not, on the other hand, they are constantly looking for reasons to convince themselves.

All living beings are suffering, life is like a candle flame, when it is extinguished, it is gone, everything no longer exists, they have no freedom, life and death have a fate, everything can only be carried out according to the established rules, they can't get out of it, they can only be like a micro-leaf in the stormy waves, flowing with the waves.

Control your fate, my fate is up to me, I can do this, after all, it is only a very few, and even among these very few, there are still some people who cannot fully control their own destiny, unlike them, they are really able to control everything, beyond all existences.

They firmly believe that as long as they are there, everything will be there, everything that is destroyed can be recreated by them, they are heaven, they are earth, they are the God who created everything.

Because they have reached the point where they have the conditions to create all things, they can become Creator-like beings if they can go further.

They are truly the beings who can control everything, the beings who are above everything. And when such a line of thought comes out, what is given to countless worlds and countless beings in this universe is not the splendor and glory of tomorrow, but a disaster that is dark to the extreme.

First of all, starting with the closest people, starting with the world that he once guarded, all along, he is the patron saint of this world, bless this world through ups and downs, people never thought that the guardian they respected so much, would finally destroy them with their own hands, no one had prepared in advance, they were caught off guard, they were destroyed by the people they admired the most.

This kind of destruction, that is not simply the death of hundreds of lives, such destruction, that is the whole world, everything in this world, has been destroyed, except for the former guardian, no one survives.

Millions of years later, they have forgotten their names, where they came from, forgotten everything that had happened, and went further and further on a new path, becoming a group of monsters who only know how to suck blood.

For millions of years, no one has ever spoken of their past again, so much so that they are close to forgetting what happened completely.

But today, when someone brought up the past, they were silent all of a sudden, for them, this is a taboo thing, after all, for themselves, although it did not leave a wound on their bodies, but deep in their hearts, it has always been a wound that cannot be healed. This is a wound in their Dao heart, and at their level, knowing such a wound, what does that mean?

The three of them suddenly fell silent, and the silence meant that they admitted that they did not justify what they had done, because they knew that whether it was for them or for the middle-aged people, justification could not change the facts, and the fact was that they had betrayed their original intentions.

"Brother Dao, what's the use of talking about this now," the gray-haired middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"We're not wrong, Brother Dao, you're not wrong, it's just that we have chosen different paths, and maybe one day in the future, you will follow the same path as us," the gray-haired man continued.

"Join us, fellow Daoist, let's go find answers together," said the black-haired old man.

"You know you can't protect this world, we used to be like you, but the years are ruthless, and that's a dead end after all." The old man continued to admonish.

"The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other", the middle-aged man only said this. In fact, they both understood each other, just as a middle-aged man could not persuade the three to change his ways, and the three could not persuade the middle-aged man to give up everything he insisted on.

"Do we still need to do useless work?" said the middle-aged man who looked rough for the first time.

"Fellow Daoists, you have your way, we have our way, since the Tao is different, then there is no point in continuing to talk."

At this time, the three mysterious men who came to the human world from the distant world were ready to do it to the middle-aged man and the human world together.