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The flower of sorrow that is withering.

When the Confucian re-sealed it, the heart of the entire memory could no longer be calm.

No matter how high the turbulent waves are, they can even swallow up this isolated island.

But the Confucian at least remembered.

Remember this place, remember that there is still an island here.

No matter how turbulent the sea of hearts is, there will always be a moment when the tide subsides.

That moment.

The silos will be revealed again.

It doesn't matter if you seal it or not.

It's always here, unmoving.

"Don't you want to remember?"

Elder Hong asked.

"It's not that I don't want to remember, it's that I'm almost forgetting."

The old man smiled bitterly.

At this moment, his smile was so bitter.

He looked at Hong Lao, and when he saw Hong Lao looking at him with burning eyes, he almost didn't dare to look at him.

"It seems that my worries are unnecessary."

The old man sighed, and he said.

"The Tao originally came out by people.

Hong Lao said.

"Taught."

Elder Ru said.

Although he was taught, Hong Lao's Tao was not his Tao, so he still didn't understand Hong Lao's behavior and why Hong Lao chose to collapse his Dao heart.

"You shouldn't have been here today."

Hong Lao said.

He changed the subject.

"But I'm already here."

Old Ru smiled.

"It's my own trouble."

Hong Lao sighed.

He didn't know how Elder Confucius knew that the inner gate of the Heavenly Dao Sect was going to send someone to take his life. 67.356

Even himself, with the assistance of the will of the Chaos Universe, faintly sensed that during this time, he would have an inescapable catastrophe.

"That's just right. Anyway, I don't have long to live. ”

The old man smiled even more happily.

If you are not even afraid of life and death, then what are you afraid of?

"You could have chosen this path. Know the Destiny...... Whoever knows fate will become a puppet of fate...... It's too late to stop. ”

Hong Lao's gaze stared solemnly at the old man.

This time, the old Confucian looked at it calmly.

"Don't you also choose to go in a way that others don't understand?"

The old man asked rhetorically.

"Uh......"

This time, Hong Lao was speechless.

"I'll make tea."

The old man said no more, he walked over, picked up a few bamboo branches scattered on the ground, and added them to the stove.

……

Qin Garden.

Dressed as a scholar, the emperor who was as soft as jade, he stood up from the top of the snow peak.

He looked out into the northern void.

Heaven and earth, at this moment, seemed to be transparent before his eyes.

Snow mountains, melting.

Expose the land under the cover.

Exposed to the warmth of the sun, everything began to grow wildly.

After a while, the entire snow-capped peak was already full of flowers.

Spring!

"The host ......"

The sound of spring snow came.

Her voice, with the reluctance to part, trembled.

"Man is inherently dead, either heavier than heaven and earth, or lighter than dust."

The emperor said calmly.

He didn't turn around, he didn't look at Chunxue's tears at the moment.

It was his choice.

"Grievances can be satisfied. Why bother burning jade? ”

Chunxue said in a wailing voice.

"This is my way, and this is my life! If I'm wronged, it's not me! You are their eldest sister, if I die here, you will follow my instructions and take them out of this chaotic universe and leave this land of right and wrong. ”

The emperor's voice was not loud, but his tone was unusually resolute.

"The host ......"

Chunxue wanted to say something.

However, the emperor had disappeared in place.

The spring flowers left behind are splendid, but only the square inch of land where the emperor has stood before, the cold winter is still there, and the snow does not melt.

At this moment, Chunxue burst into tears.

……

Lu Heng came out of the inner sect of the Heavenly Dao Sect and went straight to Hong Lao's Law Garden.

He felt the aura of the calamity of the Ninth Heavenly Universe.

He took a deep breath.

"Perhaps, I should also fight for the first protagonist of this ninth Heavenly Universe Tribulation?"

Lu Heng thinks very highly of himself.

No matter what he said, he was a character who had survived several Chaos Universe Eras.

He knew that sometimes, the first protagonist of the Ninth Heavenly Universal Tribulation, it seemed that anyone could fight for it, but in fact, in the dark, the destiny of heaven had already been doomed, and only a few people could compete for it, and they could become the focus of this great tribulation.

But there are no absolutes.

Although in the dark, it is destined that only a few people can compete.

But others, on the other hand, can use their strengths to take advantage of their luck.

The forcible seizure of luck is to kill those who should be able to compete for the first protagonist of this era, and plunder the lives of their strong points, so as to change their lives against the sky.

"As the first powerhouse in the birth period of this era, this Son of Heaven has been recognized by the will of the Chaos Universe, he is the one who is destined to be the first protagonist of the era! I killed him, forcibly robbed him of his luck, and turned the tide in this ninth Heavenly and Universal Tribulation, accumulating opportunities and luck for me to enter the lineage order. ”

Thinking of this, Lu Heng couldn't wait and was even more enthusiastic about killing Hong Lao.

He walked directly through the chaotic space.

Ordinary space travel, in the Chaotic Void, will encounter chaos disasters and other situations, and will be interrupted at any time.

However, Lu Heng's teleportation is different.

His teleportation passage was filled with strange sacrificial powers.

The spatial teleportation infused with the power of sacrifice is originally a higher-level teleportation, which can be carried out in the deeper depths of the laws of space.

This kind of teleportation is as if it is teleporting in another plane parallel to this Chaos Universe.

Even if you encounter a place where a chaotic disaster has erupted, you can just ignore it.

It was when Lu Heng was thinking about how vulnerable Hong Lao was in front of him, how he became the first protagonist of the era after he forcibly took his life, and how he entered the ordinal inheritance full of chance and luck, how he broke through his cultivation, and even became the third step of the Dao of the True Dao Realm.

In the plane where he teleports parallelly.

Suddenly snowflakes fell.

Snowflakes.

White.

In the cold, there is a lonely breath.

In an instant, the entire teleportation plane had turned into a piece of snow.

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow.

A scholar in white stood with his hands in his hands.

He has black hair, and there is no wind here to automatic.

The softness on the body was as soft as jade, gradually fading, as if it was like a peerless sword, slowly unsheathed after being sealed in the dust for many years.

A majestic momentum emanated.

He seems to be the emperor between heaven and earth, and in his majesty, it seems that even the laws of heaven and earth have surrendered.

"Are you...... Emperor Yingzhi? ”

Lu Heng was stunned.

He recognized the name of the man who had come to block his path.

Emperor Yingzhi!

It's the emperor's real name!

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