"That's right. After the collapse of Buzhou Mountain, she became the owner of the Zanglong cemetery. He was in charge of the snow-capped part of the top of Buzhou Peak, so he appointed himself Xuelan. ”

At this point, everything finally makes sense. The so-called Zanglong cemetery is the ancestral land of the Qin family. The woman in the coffin in Kowloon is Xue Lan.

The four secret realms left by the Heavenly Dao are scattered in all corners of this world. Coincidentally, Qin Hao has intersected with every place, as if he was destined in the dark.

"The Heavenly Dao Seeds of the Nether Spirit Pool have matured, and the immortal souls of the Other Shore Realm have also fused perfectly. Coupled with the old man's reincarnation eye and the immortal blood of the Zang Dragon Cemetery, the soul of the sky can be reforged, so that this epoch can continue.

You are the soul of Buzhou Mountain, and it took thousands of years to recondense and form. Your mission is to find the Four Secret Realms, once again condense the Heavenly Dao God Form, stabilize the Yellow Heaven to multiply, and become the god of the new world. ”

Qin Hao frowned and retorted, "I'm sorry, maybe you recognized the wrong person." My name is Qin Hao, and I was born in Luoyang City. I have an older sister who loves me very much, and a partner who loves me. I am a human being, working for what I dream of, not a god who inherits the throne. ”

"Is there a difference?"

"There's a big difference. ”

Qin Hao replied seriously, "I don't dwell on the past, I don't look forward to the future, I only live in the present." I ate seriously, slept, and cultivated. Take your loved ones, lovers, and enemies seriously. No matter where I come from, the only thing I remember deeply is the name "Qin Hao", and I will use the name Qin Hao to live well. ”

"You're a powerful man. The old man sighed and said, "Only people like you can be the protagonist of this world." ”

Qin Hao smiled, laughing helplessly. "I'm just a cowardly ordinary person, and if I had to write a chapter in this world, it would be a tragic story. ”

The atmosphere was slightly silent, and the old man squinted his eyes, as if he was reminiscing. After a long time, he said, "Time is running out, the old man has decided to return the Heavenly Dao Eye object to its original owner, are you willing to accept it?"

Qin Hao didn't speak, just bowed respectfully to the old man.

The moment his forehead touched the floor, Qin Hao felt his pupils tingle, and two lines of blood and tears gushed out. He saw a pair of eyes in the darkness.

When the eyes are opened, the eyeballs are the mother of the pure heaven and earth, reflecting the eternal heaven and earth. The red lotus is born, and the karmic fire reflects all living beings, dividing good and evil, and arguing straight and wrong.

This is the eye of the heavens, but now it has become Qin Hao's eyes. When he opened his eyes again, there was a faint phantom of a bewitching red lotus in his pitch-black pupils.

Open your eyes, the sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, everything is transformed by the rules, the avenue is ruthless, and the sky is without tears.

The avenue is ruthless, people are affectionate, and the sky is without tears, but Qin Hao shed two lines of tears. He bowed to the Qingteng chair, "Qin Hao sends the old-timer." ”

The teacups were still warm, and the rattan chairs were empty. There was a note on the table with a line of words in a simple and powerful font.

"Take care of that child, he is a human who has been shipwrecked here, and the only concern I have left in the world. ”

The door was pushed open, and the young man named Zhang San walked in, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand, "I just caught a few ginseng worms, you have been in a coma for so long, you must be hungry." ”

Qin Hao said with a heavy face, "The old-timer has passed away, just now. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Sanfan's peach blossom face was full of doubts, "What old-timer? I'm the only one here for more than ten years, have you been thrown to the brain, hysteria." ”

"You......'re the only one?" Qin Hao was stunned at first, and then looked at the original words on the paper, and suddenly understood.

The old man is not a thing of the world, and when he dissipates, he will definitely take away all traces of his existence. Even if the young man has a relationship with him for more than ten years, it will be in vain after all.

Zhang San raised his eyebrows slightly, "What are you staring at a blank piece of paper, drink the ginseng soup quickly, this is easy for the master to do." ”

Qin Hao did not answer, but placed the ginseng soup on the tea table, put the remaining half of the tea that the old man drank in the center, knelt down respectfully, and said to the young man on the side: "You kneel down with me." ”

"Why! You don't have the good of Longyang, and you want to worship heaven and earth with the master. ”

At this time, Qin Hao was not in the mood to talk to him, but just said calmly: "Follow me to worship the deceased people here, and I will take you away." ”

"There is less garlic, and the master has been thinking about the method of leaving for more than ten years, but there is no progress. You're a newcomer and want to get out?"

Qin Hao didn't speak, just glanced at the sky calmly, and the red lotus in his pupils diffused runes, turning into a regular order chain to envelop this void.

The regular sequence chain disrupted the stability and balance of the small world, and countless spatial cracks poured out, bringing a large amount of seawater and bursts of white light from the spatial collision.

However, Qin Hao didn't care about this, he just knelt on the ground respectfully and bowed to the old man's seat.

His complexion changed a few times, and Zhang San moved his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Qin Hao's solemn complexion. He stopped talking, followed Qin Hao's appearance, and respectfully worshipped.

After the three kowtows, the heaven and earth were suddenly shrouded in white mangs, and the figures of the two were pulled by a strange force, and when the surrounding space returned to normal again, it was already on the beach in Tongzhou.

Sun, sand, coconut fruit plump. An eleven- or twelve-year-old barefoot girl carries a bamboo basket and picks up scallops.

Such a peaceful scene made Qin Hao's heart feel a little more comfortable. But in the blink of an eye, two slightly older ragged boys sneaked up from a distance.

One person snatched the girl's basket, and the other kicked away the girl who was dragging the basket and didn't let go, and ran away with a smile.

Where there are people, there are injustices. Qin Hao frowned slightly, got up to comfort the girl, and inquired about Linglong's whereabouts and the situation in Tongzhou by the way.

But he didn't want to, Zhang San had already made a move. He didn't try to comfort the girl, but he ran over and kicked the two unkempt bear children into the sea.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the two, Zhang San laughed heartily: "Little cubs, next time I see you doing evil, be careful to pull out the cows and cows below." ”

The strength of the feet was not strong, and the two children lay in the shallow water in embarrassment, crying and scolding, took two pieces of seaweed and threw them on the side of Zhang San's feet, covered their crotch and threw their legs away.

Secretly smiling, Qin Hao thought that this person was not bad except for being verbose.

The girl got up, carefully patted the grit off the coarse cloth skirt, picked up the small basket, and continued to squat down to pick up the shells.

Walking up to her, Qin Hao asked with a gentle smile, "Little sister, I want to ask you about someone." ”

However, the little girl still lowered her head and meticulously picked up the lost shells into the basket, completely ignoring Qin Hao's existence.