There are thousands of ways to go, and they do not deviate from the fundamentals. At the beginning of chaos, return to the origin. This is the heart of the Holy Lord Muyang, and this is also what he has been pursuing. So in this roulette wheel, he used all his power to make everything happen again.

At the moment when Mu Yang read the last sentence, the runes in the Qiankun Roulette exploded in an instant. The powerful light was like a cosmic explosion, and the aftermath continued to swarm in all directions, shaking all things in the heavens and the earth, and all of them were affected.

In this long game, time is meaningless, nothing is meaningless. I don't know how long it has been, but I know that everything has returned to chaos, and it has become muddy, without discrimination, without light and darkness.

In ancient times, such a scene was only when heaven and earth were not separated. So in other words, Muyang really did it. With his own power, he re-transformed the heavens and the earth into chaos and re-created everything again.

Clear air and turbid gas are intertwined, lingering in this huge sinkhole. Muyang disappeared, and all the people who should have existed disappeared. There are no living creatures under this chaos, and I don't know how long it will take to reappear.

The evolution of nature, the power of nature, is actually very miraculous at times. Under certain conditions, a certain existence will occur. If human beings are to exist, there must be conditions that allow human beings to survive, which is fundamental.

Under this natural condition, it has been a long time. Then, when a bright light splits the middle of this chaotic area, the difference between heaven and earth appears, and the sun and the moon appear.

Creatures began to appear in the world, and then humans took the lead. The path of cultivation was created, and then power and power became the royal way. And so the dispute began again. But without the law, everyone is in a mess.

Only the strong can survive, which seems to have become an eternal truth. On a plain, two large tribes are at war. They don't have much intelligence, they don't have civilization, they just have strength and anger.

Thousands of years have passed, and human civilization has developed rapidly and become much more orderly. The forces of all sides checked and balanced each other, with the existence of a dynasty, the establishment of a state, the destruction and revival, and so on.

And until now, just as Muyang had hoped, the Lingwu Empire was re-established, and there was still the place of Mujia Town. In the Mu Mansion, there are also his own rules and order, and there are also fights.

But the only difference is that the principal of the Mu family takes good care of his son and has no intention of abandoning him. The young master of the Mu family has lived in his father's love since he was a child, although his mother died at an early age.

On Mujia Town, everything seems to be very harmonious, there are no too abrupt disputes, and there is not too much gunsmoke. Although there will be some small friction between people, it is only a minor problem, not a big dispute.

Whether it is the Lingwu Empire, or the surrounding countries, or the entire Shenzhou, they are all very peaceful. Open from the surface, there is no abnormality. Isn't it nice to have fun like this? This is what Muyang wants?

In the room, a man who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was sitting cross-legged on the bed. His hands were sealed, and his face was very serious. His aura was flowing very smoothly, and he was cultivating, and it was a matter of time before he broke through.

After a while, thin beads of sweat appeared on the man's head. However, this did not affect his cultivation. I saw a faint white light appear on his body, and the light enveloped his whole person, which looked very mysterious.

The light spreads and becomes a little dazzling. As the light intensified, a look of struggle finally appeared on his face. Because cultivation has reached a critical moment, it is necessary to make a breakthrough.

But at this most critical moment, the light on the man's body suddenly converged, and his eyes suddenly darkened. All the breath completely converged in an instant, and no longer released the slightest breath. What's going on here?

Opening his eyes, the man clenched his fists and made a creaking sound. Biting his lip, he said fiercely: "Why is this like this every time? When it comes to the critical moment, it can't succeed? Could it be that something is wrong?"

Standing up, his face solemn and kept groaning. At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Muyang, is this the life you want?" Safe and stable, no strife, no fighting, no trickery, no conspiracy. ”

"Who are you? Who are you? Why do you show up every time I cultivate? But every time you appear, I can't feel it. Every time I'm about to break through, you're going to show up and destroy it?"

The appearance of puffing and puffing, in fact, is not clear in his own mind. I've been like this since I was a child, and I don't know what's going on. But there was no effect on the body, and he didn't pay attention to it at first, but his cultivation was poor.

Suddenly, the boy felt a burning pain in his right arm. Frowning, he gripped his arm tightly, and a scorching power passed from his arm into his palm, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

When he opened his hand, the boy found that there was a red mark on his palm. It seemed as if the mark would break open at any moment, bursting with great power. But he never understood what it was, whether it was an illusion.

The red light flashed, and the mark disappeared again. The door was pushed open, and a figure walked in: "Yang'er, how is it today?" ”

Nodding, the middle-aged man held the young man's shoulder: "Now that the four seas are leveling, there is no chaos, and there is no place where strength must be used, so you don't have to be in a hurry, everything should be done slowly, understand?"

Nodding yes, the boy followed his father out of the room. But his brow was still slightly furrowed. Because in the palm of the hand, there is still a trace of burning, and there is no intention to really disappear, what is this?

"In the palm of your hand, move as you like. Subvert and create, in a thought. The teenager's mind echoed with this sentence. But now he doesn't understand, even if he has been dreaming the same dream all these years, he still can't explain it.

"This is the life I want? This is the world I want? Yes, it was at first. But now, why do I feel like something is missing, why does my heart feel empty? Why?"

In the dream, the boy returned to that space. The space, which had always been pale gold, seemed to be filled with powerful energy. But at this moment, why did it suddenly become pitch black, almost nothing could be seen.

"In the palm of your hand, is it this imprint?" The young man stood in the space, his right hand slowly stretched out, and a stream of golden light shot out, completely illuminating the entire space. Boom! Boom! Boom... I could only see a roulette wheel spinning slowly.

(End of chapter)