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Not long after, in the astonishment of everyone, Li Pu was invited in, and his identity became a mystery in everyone's hearts.

It was a palace, very ancient, with no gods and no so-called splendor, only old and dilapidated.

In the palace, there are dozens of figures sitting cross-legged, all of them are high-level powerhouses of Zhong Nanshan, and they are all above the royal road.

The first feeling of entering the palace is that there is a simple and grand atmosphere, which makes him feel like he is in the long river of time.

"Celestial bodies. "In the far center, in front of it, there was a scrawny old man, who looked very short, with deep pupils and a yellow face, with only skin and bones.

But Li Pu felt a temperament that ordinary people can't have, and that deep breath like the ocean.

Facing him, it was like facing a giant, Li Pu's breathing couldn't help but be short, he took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"Yes, seniors. Li Pu saluted.

"Why are you here?" the old man continued, his tone deep but ethereal, as if it had reverberated from another time and space.

"Holy Lord, is his old man okay?" Li Pu asked.

"It's ok. The old man paused, for Li Pu's question, he should not have answered, and he couldn't answer, but thinking of the latter's identity, maybe he has the qualifications to know.

"I want to see the Holy Lord. Li Pu raised his head, he couldn't help but be excited, and his heart fluctuated.

In the palace, there was silence all of a sudden, no one spoke, even the old man was silent, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be thinking about how to reject Li Pu?

The Holy Lord of Wuji Mountain, the celestial body of Wuji Mountain, the years 10,000 years ago, the present 10,000 years later, two generations of people with the same physique meet...

"Yes, but I need his consent. After a long time, the old man spoke.

"Good. Li Pu's body was shocked, but he only mentioned it casually, because even he couldn't be sure whether that one was still alive, because he was late to the big war in the past, and he hadn't seen some pictures.

But he didn't expect that the old man really agreed, and besides, the Holy Lord was really alive.

This is amazing news, and it is enough news to make Li Pu excited, and he can't calm down.

The old man got up and left here, and after more than ten minutes, he went and returned, bringing with him two words, 'yes'.

Ten thousand years have passed, and in that most unlikely era, he has successfully risen to the top, however, after retreating from the unknown path, he has suffered the greatest catastrophe of his life.

No one knows how much he has endured during this long time, and no one knows what the only belief he has struggled to hold up until now is the only belief that has settled in the depths of his heart.

Is it hope?

Or is it her in my heart?

Li Pu clenched his hands, his body trembled a little, he followed the old man all the way in, and finally came to a small mountain forest in the deepest part of Zhong Nanshan.

In the small mountains and forests, Li Pu saw at a glance the altar made of bluestone... Hmm, maybe you can think that it's a formation, it's very ancient.

And inside the formation, there was a huge stone precipitated, which was green and shiny, and looked full of life.

On top of the green boulder, there was a dry skeleton, with nothing beside it, it precipitated alone, accompanied by the breeze, and the shade of the trees swayed, leaving only loneliness and loneliness.

Li Pu's body shook suddenly, and his breathing was suffocated all of a sudden.

The old man was silent, and he quietly left the place.

Soon the place fell silent, as if time had stood still, and the picture froze, with only the breeze whistling and the shade of the trees.

"Wuji disciple, through the mountain and one vein, Li Pu see the Holy Lord. Li Pu's voice was loud and loud, choked, excited, and rippling!

He really couldn't imagine that in those distant years, the man who held up a piece of sky was only a dry bone, only the breeze and loneliness.

It's a sadness.

If he were to learn about the current state of Wuji, how would he feel? helpless, unwilling, sad, or deeply hopeless?

"You.. Very good. "The dry bones glowed green, and the waves of life emerged bit by bit.

"Holy Lord, are you okay? What should I do?" Li Pu trembled, unable to calm down: "The elixir has appeared, I will collect it to save you." ”

"No, I don't. He replied, in a low and powerful tone, but Li Pu still captured the deep tiredness in his tone.

Same as the Rain King.

But why?

Li Pu wanted to shout, why should he give up? After surviving the most difficult years, he has to give up now?

A strong person who is truly a king can live for 8,000 to 10,000 years, but what about those who surpass this realm?

The Rain King gave up, he was deeply tired, and even the Holy Lord lost his fighting spirit...

Li Pu's face was pale and trembling, his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Time. Too long.." He spoke, staccato and on.

"This... Yes, you guys.. Era. ”

"Holy Lord... Do you know what Wuji has experienced in the past 10,000 years?" Li Pu couldn't help but open his mouth and said loudly, as if he was telling him such a story.

Closing his eyes, what clearly emerged was the hopeful gaze of those old men, as well as the expectations of all Wuji disciples over the ages.

What do they hope for? What do they expect?

Everyone's heart is very clear, but there is a deep helplessness, everyone is working hard and struggling in the bloody era, but in the end they are greeted by deep despair.

He could never forget the eyes and expectations of those old men, and it was from that moment that he decided to revive the Infinite Holy Land.

This is his strong belief.

Dry bones were silent.

Li Pu was also silent, maybe his request was too much, for 10,000 years, he was too tired, and his heart was full of tiredness.

The blood in his heart, the time that belonged to him, everything in the past was gone, he was only a dry skeleton, and what did he ask him to do?

This is selfish, and he should respect the Lord and understand Him.

After a long time, Li Pu turned around and left, he really shouldn't have strengthened his body on the Holy Lord for granted, and he really shouldn't have spoken in such a tone.

This man has always been sacred in his heart, and he has always been, and still is.

"I... Know. ”

The three words that reverberated intermittently came again, which suddenly made Li Pu's pace freeze, and from these three words, he clearly felt the helplessness of the Holy Lord.

Perhaps, he didn't give up, but like most people, he also had despair.

"Holy Lord Senior, the Infinite Holy Land is gone, everything is gone, and now only a ruined land remains."

"The inheritance is severed, and the mountain withers... Their eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness. ”

"Now, 10,000 years later, troubled times are coming, and even turmoil may be more terrible than previous generations, and everyone is fighting for it. Li Pu turned his face sideways and said.

On the green stone, he never spoke again, Li Pu had never gone through that terrible time, he had never had the memory of ten thousand years.

This in itself is contradictory.

But he couldn't refute some of Li Pu's words, because he was the Holy Lord and an invincible celestial body, and he had such a responsibility to bear it.

It's just, what else can he bear?

The next moment, a vague figure came out from the greenstone, and he walked towards Li Pu, pressing his big hand, but it seeped into Li Pu's forehead.

The latter's body shook, his pupils shrank, and he gradually turned into confusion.