Chapter 865: Son of Destiny
After all, force cannot be the only one of a world, perhaps any existence must have force to be able to survive in the heavens and all worlds, but it is not force that makes this world more wonderful and strange.
A variety of different skills can constitute a true civilization, not just killing and conquering.
Ye Tian walked in this piece of heaven and earth, looking at the large area of peaceful fairy world, and he was thoughtless and unconscious, and he was actually promoted to an inexplicable level.
The Xuan Gong in the body operates involuntarily, and the Supreme Spiritual Determination was originally realized in this world, and it is born in this world, and there is only one root power, which is untraceable, but it is real.
He is inexplicably sublimated, and the whole person walks in the world according to his instincts.
The last time he arrived in this world, the law of balance in this world, the supreme consciousness in the underworld, had injected the fortune of heaven and earth into his body, making him a child of destiny.
It's a pity that at that time, the law of balance had killing intent, and wanted to wipe him out of the world, and the vines fled directly with him, and the immortal power of the vines disintegrated his life and death danger at that time.
The luck of the son of heaven and earth was integrated into his body and never disappeared, but he never dared to return to this world easily, so the immortal never appeared.
Now that he had returned to this world again, he had the heart to open up and comprehend heaven and earth, the seed that had been in the deepest part of his body was finally activated, and all the hind hands left by the law of balance disappeared when the law of balance disappeared, because this supreme being had disappeared from heaven and earth.
Use its supreme power to balance this world and propel it to higher levels.
Even the Law of Balance could not imagine what a change would be brought about by the reappearance of the Child of Fortune, who had disappeared for countless epochs.
And Ye Tian's only feeling was that his affinity for this heaven and earth had greatly increased, as if the vine was using its unique ability to enhance his comprehension, his essence was sublimating, and all kinds of spiritual light were gushing.
The essence of the four directions poured into his body like water, and the rules of heaven and earth were like naughty children, and one spirit after another spirit rules flew into his body, giving him a unique understanding.
Especially for the spirit of time and space, his perception has been raised to the top, this time it is no longer time fragments flying around him, a big river is rushing from under his feet.
I don't know the source, I don't know where I'm going, and I never stop.
Ye Tian followed the inexplicable instinct in his heart and walked forward, after the seed belonging to the Son of Luck was activated, he had this inexplicable ability, which was indescribable, but it was real.
He took a step that was a distance of thousands of miles, walking all the way to the north, and now the vast immortal realm did not know how huge the spirit was, even if Ye Tian did not use all kinds of immortal passes, it took half a month to walk just by instinct.
As he got closer and closer to the place that made his heart throb, he saw more and more people on the road, all dressed in black and black robes, shrouded in shadows, unable to see clearly.
Seeing that Ye Tian was not wearing a black robe, an old man directly handed him a black robe, without saying much, Ye Tian was stunned for a moment, his heart and immortals all melted into nothingness, and in comprehending the endless rules of heaven and earth, the instinct of his body seemed a little dull and sluggish.
The old man saw him standing in a daze, and finally spoke: "You are also going on a pilgrimage! Then put on this black robe." This is a tradition that has been passed down since the Abyss Era, which is not only to show respect for Xuanyuan Supreme, but also to hide one's identity.
No matter what grievances there are, no swords are allowed here, and no one is allowed to explore the faces of others under the black robe. ”
Ye Tian took the wisp of thought left in his body, and put the black robe on his body, his face was completely shrouded in the wide black robe, and he couldn't see it really.
The old man nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Actually, the Abyss Era is dressed in a black robe, and there is a deeper meaning, everyone in that era can't see the light, no new supreme has appeared, and there is no shame to face the Xuanyuan supreme who once fought in the blood of the human tribe, so everyone covers their faces in black robes!"
Before the old man finished speaking, he saw Ye Tian disappear in place with one step, appearing in an endless distance, he couldn't help but be stunned, shook his head, sighed, and didn't say more, all the words were blown away in the wind.
The further you walked, the more amazing it became, as people in black robes walked across the land, silent all the way, and no one was here to talk to each other.
For the human tribe of this era, any human tribe that can walk in the world has the power to burn mountains and boil seas.
The immortal world is huge and boundless, and all kinds of rules are dense, so if you want to survive in this world, your innate strength is extremely strong, and at the same time, in order to make the new generation of the immortal world grow better, all kinds of immortal classics are spread all over the world, and there are colleges dedicated to educating the new generation, and any graduate who walks out of it has the strength that is not inferior to the sixth order of the abyss world.
Anyone around Ye Tian had the strength to fly to the sky, and all of them did not use the power of the Immortal Mystery, but walked towards the end step by step.
The wind was howling, and as it went deeper and deeper, there was only one color left between the heavens and the earth, and there were snowflakes everywhere, which was a rare spectacle in the fairy world.
The powerful existence has long had the strength to change the world, and it is really amazing to be able to see the snow-covered area of the end of the era everywhere.
There is nothing special about the black robe, it is just made of ordinary materials, but along the way, no one has used the power of immortal knowledge to explore the true identity of the people under the black robe, which is civilization and inheritance.
Relying entirely on walking, Ye Tian, like tens of millions of black robes, walked for more than half an era before he really reached the end.
The boundless blue sea roared and roared, and the waves rolled up thousands of feet high, shattering all the clouds in the sky.
A tomb made entirely of graphite appeared in Ye Tian's eyes, the tomb was simple and unpretentious, without the slightest vision, on top of a mountain peak on the edge of the North Sea.
There are stone peaks everywhere, and the roaring waves make the peaks full of caves with nine twists and eighteen bends, and in the caves one after another black iron chains are suspended, stained with specks of blood, which are still bright red, and contain a great power.
Ye Tian was thoughtless, and the heart immortal was promoted to an inexplicable point, in this pilgrimage that lasted for more than half an era, the seed of the son of luck in his body grew stronger and stronger, and every step from the earth there was endless essence pouring into his body.
The endless rules of heaven and earth made him more and more unpredictable, and watching the historical changes of the fairy world and the earth had already made him feel a lot, and in this case, he silently walked to the quasi-god Eightfold Heaven.
There was no fierce battle, no endless conquest, just so plain and insipid that he stepped into the quasi-god Yae Heaven.
Even his heart immortal is still spinning wildly, and the transformation is still continuing wildly, as if there is no end.
The whole world seems to be helping him, if you have to describe it in a special state, that is, the strongest person in the abyss world ascended to the Great God to fuse the Heavenly Heart Seal, and all the secrets of the entire world seemed to be open to him, and all kinds of puzzles and doubts on the way to practice in the past were answered.
Every black-robed person who arrived here silently bowed to Xuanyuan Divine Hill, and occasionally some powerhouses of the Abyss Era would even cry bitterly here.
"Your Majesty, we are waiting for the Abyssal People tribe to finally rise, have you seen it?"
"Your Majesty, your dedication to my tribe will be engraved in the blood of all people and passed on forever!"
"The tribesmen who suffered in the Heavenly Realm have all been taken back by us, all of them are buried and buried in their homeland, Your Majesty, you can rest in peace!"
"The main immortal who pressed me to the point of being out of breath in the past era has escaped into the long river of time and space, and the strongest in my realm has gone to hunt down and kill!"
The strong man who was born in the Sky Devouring Era looked at the strong man who couldn't control his emotions and burst into tears, and he was a little puzzled and a little puzzled.
They were born in the most powerful period of the immortal realm, and they had not experienced the years of the Abyss Era, although every family and tribe elder and a cultivation academy had taught them that period of history, but after all, it was difficult to feel the pain and struggle without personal experience.
Seeing one after another strong people who have survived to the present in the Abyss Era crying bitterly here, they seem to have received an inexplicable baptism, and there is a huge shock in their hearts, and they can't help but be solemn and respectfully salute the mausoleum of Xuanyuan Huangshen.
The entrance of Xuanyuan Divine Hill is engraved with two lines of words, three points into copper, and it is still the same even after endless years.
"Whoever is born as a tribesman should take the revitalization of my tribe as his ambition. ”
"Whoever is a human being, should take it as his responsibility to break the shackles of my tribe. ”
Many strong people who have survived to the present day in the Abyss Era wept silently when they looked at those two lines, and only they could feel the heaviness in them.
"Your Majesty, the shackles have been broken, I hope there will be reincarnation under the nine heavens, and Your Majesty will be able to return after endless years and see the scene of the prosperity of my tribe. ”
"My tribe has stood on the top of all worlds, and Your Majesty should rest in peace. ”
At the feet of the psychic people in the tomb was a huge pit, and in the pit countless warriors in armor sat on their knees, their halberds stuck into the earth, and still stood there.
These warriors have been dead for countless eras, and tens of thousands of corpses all over the land are looking in one direction, and at the end of that gaze is a corpse wearing a divine crown sitting on the earth, the lower half of the pair of figures is completely a dragon tail, and only the upper half is a human body, this is the supreme who died in the immortal war of the era.
Ye Tian's figure became more and more illusory, looking at the skeleton towering, there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
This Xuanyuan Supreme is so similar to the characters in the fairy tales of his hometown, although the history is different and all kinds of changes, but standing here, he suddenly has a unique touch.
No matter what era or region, there are such people after all, and the former sages of the tribe have opened up the spiritual path, and they will not regret even if they die.
What world is not like this?
It is precisely because of the efforts of one former sage after another that there is such a life now, and what kind of characters are at the end of that time in the hometown that lead the wind and clouds, open up legends, and write fairy tales?