The mountains and rivers are in ruins, and the plants and trees are withering! Niu Tianya's heart is infinitely vast, and at this moment he understands that the Eternal Heavenly Monument is actually such a world, a world that is in ruins! There is no life, no flowers and plants, no rain and dew, only the ocean of rivers and endless winds roaring and sweeping across the sky. What kind of power is it that makes this world ruined? Niu Tianya raised his head and looked at the sky.

Beyond the shattered blue sky was endless chaos, like the monstrous mouth of a fierce beast devouring the heavens and the earth.

"Huh?" In confusion, a familiar breath came, and Niu Tianya turned his head to see that it was still a dilapidated mountain and river, but there was a hint of familiarity in the air.

Magnificent and vast, desolate and far-reaching. It is that breath, such familiarity, such warmth, like rain and dew flowing into the heart, making Niu Tianya feel a burst of warmth.

"Do you feel it?" A question sounded in his mind, Niu Tianya raised his head, and in the sky, the figure of the old man with the inscription slowly appeared, staring at Niu Tianya.

"Where is this, why?" Niu Tianya also raised his head and looked at the old man who carved the monument, his eyes full of doubts.

"This is a world, an extraordinary world, and a broken world!" said the old man who carved the stele, his eyes gradually blurred, as if he saw the events of the moment before the world was broken.

"Why is it broken, and what was it originally called?" Niu Tianya asked, still looking up.

"Desolate Heavenly Realm!" opened his mouth, and the old man who carved the stele spat out four words.

"Desolate Heavenly Realm?" the old man looked at Niu Tianya and spit out four words.

"The Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm, a higher existence above the wilderness?" Niu Tianya looked at the old man with the carved monument, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

The old man nodded: "Yes, this is the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm, but it is already broken." ”

"Why is it broken?" Niu Tianya immediately asked rhetorically, the person who can shatter such a world must be an extremely powerful existence, and I am afraid that even the old man who carved the monument will be afraid of it.

"It's too early for you to know this, I just came to tell you that this broken world was put away by me with great mana and hidden in the 'Ancient Heavenly Monument', and the Heavenly Monument and the person who fought the war 10,000 years ago ** Cech have been hidden and passed down through his vein, hoping that one day he can make another great power to repair the broken world. ”

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Huh. The old man laughed, his face full of wrinkles piled up in ravines, "Fate has fallen on you, whether it can be repaired depends on your achievements in this life." ”

"What achievements can be repaired?" It wasn't until this moment that Niu Tianya knew that there was a world hidden in the Eternal Heavenly Monument under his feet.

"Yue Flood Desolation!" slowly but firmly spit out four words, and the old man's gaze looked at the shattered sky.

The more flooded, Niu Tianya was slightly stunned, and a wry smile swelled in his heart. The wilderness is an unattainable existence for himself, and it is not easy to get higher than the wilderness. Moreover, what is above the flood and how to get over? I don't know anything.

"Actually, you have already felt that power, and among the descendants of your lineage, you are the second person to feel this power. The old man turned his words and said.

"What power? Who is the first one, and what is the use of repairing the flood waste?" Niu Tianya keenly grasped the key to it.

"The power of chaos, the first thing I feel is Tianzhong, the founder of the ancient martial arts combat technique, but unfortunately, he was involved in the great war 10,000 years ago, and he failed to cross the flood famine, but destroyed the flood famine, and the world made people. Saying that, the old man sighed, then looked at Niu Tianya and said, "The more the flood and the wilderness, the rules of the world, the way of heaven that the world is pursuing, that is, the way of the flood and the wilderness." Since the flood was shattered, the world has also lost the constraints of the rules, and only the void of heaven cannot be regulated, only by repairing the flood can people have different paths, the Three Realms will be calmed, yin and yang will be harmonized, and all things will be peaceful. ”

"The flood is the rule?" Niu Tianya vaguely heard a clue, if it was really as the old man said, then it was necessary to repair the flood and desolation heavenly realm.

Shaking his head with a smile, the old man said slowly: "No, young man, the flood is not a rule, the way of heaven is the rule, and the higher existence above the way of heaven is the rule." The flood is nothing more than the norm and enforcer of the rules. ”

"Then why is it broken. Niu Tianya followed and asked again.

"Greed is the root of depravity, and you will come into contact with the specific situation later, but I just want to tell you that the burden of repairing the flood will fall on your shoulders. ”

The burden of repairing the flood has fallen on my head? Niu Tianya's eyes widened, why is this episode so bloody, as similar to the legendary 'maintenance of world peace'? It would be more perfect if the content was replaced with 'human reproduction'.

"Well, I've said enough today, young man, calm down and take a closer look at your world, and hopefully one day see it again. As he spoke, the old man's figure slowly disappeared, and before leaving, he glanced at the void in the distance, as if he had some strange meaning.

Murong Ziying and the others were slightly stunned, the place where the old man's eyes swept was the place where they stood, and their soul bodies seemed to be seen clearly by the old man, and they couldn't help but darken their hair.

The sky is still like that, shattering countless cracks, blowing a fierce wind. The land is still the same land, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the ocean is wanton. The bull between heaven and earth has changed its demeanor.

Standing alone on the monument of heaven, standing between heaven and earth. Niu Tianya is like a peerless hero, standing alone and watching over the broken sky and the shattered earth.

Facing the vicissitudes of life, with the unique grandeur of this world, Niu Tianya keenly felt that the breath of the Heavenly Dao was more dignified and clearer. It's just that these breaths are a little messy, as if a seriously injured and dying person, struggling not to swallow the last breath.

Closing his eyes and breathing in the free air, Niu Tianya's arms were flat on both sides, as if he wanted to embrace heaven and earth, the white and yellow cloth robe swayed under the wind, and the sparse yellow also swayed with the wind.

In the wild wind of hunting, Niu Tianya's body and mind are completely open. At this stage of cultivation, the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao is no longer as violent and sudden as before, but long and long. It's like a babbling stream on a winter day, breaking through the cold and snow and flowing into the distance.

The breath of the face is simple and vicissitudes with a thick silence and sadness, as if wordlessly telling the vicissitudes of life in the changes of the years, and the cycle of life.

The cycle of life!

Niu Tianya's heart trembled slightly. The vicissitudes of life are probably only seen by Magu, but he has really experienced the cycle of life. From the past life to the present life, from the earth to the sky, I have walked all the way, and I can't count how many footprints I have left, how much sweat I have shed, and how many memories and laughter I have left behind. I have come this way, and I can definitely call my eyes full of sadness, but as a man, I must take responsibility, take the responsibility that I should bear, and wait until the day I get old, look back at the road I have walked, and I can smile and close my eyes.

Standing quietly, feeling the breath of heaven, Niu Tianya was motionless like a sculpture. Behind them, Murong Ziying and the others were also full of emotion, until this moment, they finally knew where the gap between them and Niu Tianya was.

Mood, mood gaps. Feeling the way of heaven, feeling the breath emanating from Niu Tianya's body, and feeling the breath emanating from the broken world, they finally realized their insignificance. In the magnificent atmosphere, they are not even as good as a speck of dust, and the vicissitudes of life on Niu Tianya's body, mature charm and insight into world affairs are even more than what they don't have.

In the magnificent aura of heaven, everyone fell into silence, deep silence, quietly feeling the clear spring flowing in winter, the clear spring that nourished the heart and lungs.

In an instant, the picture in front of me changed again, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vast field. The withered yellow weeds swayed slightly in the setting sun and the wild wind, emitting a dull yellow glow. On the grassland, the two armies faced each other, thousands of horses neighed, and the shirtless warriors drove long chariots, holding war spears in one hand and cowhide shields in the other, rushing to the forefront, galloping vertically and horizontally, roaring vicissitudes. The cowhide shield swung to block the spears of the infantry below, and the spear in his hand also pierced the chest of the man below, while another spear pierced from behind and pierced through the warrior's lower abdomen. A series of blood flowers bloomed in the air, and the world lost its last color, and its pupils slowly dilated and the body fell limply. Only the warhorses that had lost their masters were left running in a long chariot......

Looking down from the sky, on the vast plain, the armies of both sides are like two vicious wolves wantonly biting each other, both trying to give each other a fatal blow before they lose their breath, but they can't find a chance. Life disappeared in the flight of the grass warbler, passed under the setting sun, and the gurgling blood stained the red and withered weeds, and also stained the ground beneath him.

The smoke was thick and the eyes were full of scars. The picture of the Heavenly Dao also turned, turning into a peaceful village.

It's still the sunset, and it's still a cold day in autumn. The north wind was cool, and wisps of cooking smoke rushed out of the thatched-roof chimneys, tumbling into the blue sky. On the not wide road, several children chased and played with windmills, small lanterns, and wooden swords, carefree, and through the dim daylight, the busy figures in the woolen house were faintly visible. It's just that Niu Tianya's heavenly path swept over these and was fixed on an inconspicuous grass house in the corner of the village.

The grass hut was cold, and there was no smoke rising, and the rotten fence seemed to be about to withstand the invasion of time, and it could fall down at any time. At the end of the fence, a wooden door was half-opened and half-hidden, and beside the wooden door, a pale old woman leaned against the door, leaning against a dead branch, and her cloudy eyes looked at the only way to the outside of the village, and her eyes were full of longing.

The old woman was white and wrinkled, wearing a sackcloth shirt on her upper body, a pair of black trousers on her lower body, and a dead branch in her hand. In the cold north wind, a few long white wisps of sideburns swayed with the wind, and the old woman stood like a sculpture, staring, longing.

Somehow, as soon as they saw the old woman, Murong Ziying and the others clearly felt that she was longing for her son on the battlefield, the warrior who grabbed the prancing horse. It's just that even if she has stood for thousands of years, the old woman can't wait for her son, the warrior who went on the expedition!

The blood-red remnant sun slowly dimmed like the blood on the grassland thousands of miles away, the slanting sun finally pressed down the mountain and disappeared on the other side of the sky, the sky also flashed a little starlight, and the small village thatched hut continued to be lit up, and I don't know how long it took, in the darkness, the old woman moved, raised her arm with difficulty and turned around, and finally took a deep look at the path that had long been swallowed by the darkness and walked tremblingly towards the thatched hut.

In the darkness, the old woman's back was bleak and lonely, as if condensing the sorrow of the whole world, and disappeared into the depths of the hut.

For a moment, Murong Ziying felt a deep sorrow, sadness from her heart. They clearly saw that the old woman's whole dream was his son, that it was her heaven, her earth, her life, and everything. Murong Ziying didn't dare to imagine what would happen to the old woman when she learned of her son's death, and whether her old body could withstand it.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and a long cloud of smoke broke the silence of the village, and the children who were playing ran back to their homes in panic, staring at the majestic soldiers in front of their mothers with wide eyes and horror.

The soldier quickly recognized it, turned his horse and ran to the door of the old woman's house, said something to the old woman standing outside the door, and threw down a bag of copper coins and patted the horse away.

Although there was no voice, it was clear to everyone that the news of the warrior's death had reached the family, and the old woman's dreams had been shattered.

From early morning to evening, the old woman never moved, nor did she pick up the copper coins on the ground, but stood quietly in the wind and looked into the distance, as if she had been watching her son on the expedition as before, and longing for the wanderer to return home, but it was no longer possible.

As before, it was not until the darkness completely engulfed the earth that the old woman moved, leaned over and picked up the money bag on the ground and trembled back to the hut, the dim light imprinted the old woman's shadow on the window lattice, and the old woman could be vaguely seen sobbing and trembling slightly.

The sun rises and the moon sets, but the old woman is still living, not falling down as everyone imagined, and living alone in the suffering and strong. However, she no longer stood in front of the door and watched into the distance, but used the copper money from her son's pension to buy some food for the children to play when the merchant came to the village, and her face was expressionless as she commented on the smiling face when she got something.

At this moment, Murong Ziying and others clearly understood the Heavenly Dao of Niu Tianya, not the unrestrained heroism of the army fighting in the vast wilderness, nor the loneliness of the old woman watching alone under the cold moonlight, but the glory and dreams passed down from generation to generation under the Heavenly Dao cycle. An ordinary old woman, a pale old man, when her son died, transferred all her dreams to other children, silently caring, looking forward to, and holding up the future of the entire human race with her broad mind.

In the rolling red dust, there are touching things of one kind or another, and the old woman is just a drop in the ocean. But just this wave touched everyone's hearts and made them deeply feel the way of heaven in Niu Tianya. Niu Tianya's heavenly way is not to become stronger, let alone to kill or power, but to inherit the flame of human civilization with his meager strength, tolerate all kinds of red dust with a broad mind, bury the pain in the bottom of his heart, and leave hope for tomorrow.

Love knows no bounds!

Murong Ziying and the others sighed, Niu Tianya's state of mind and spiritual cultivation were completely beyond the realm of cultivators, and they set their eyes on the entire world and the entire red dust. While the other cultivators were still glad that they had jumped out of the red dust and entered the cultivation realm, Niu Tianya's eyes returned to the basics, returning to the rolling red dust again, hoping to hold up a protective umbrella for them to shelter from the wind and rain. With such a state of mind, such a heavenly way, they had never imagined it.

Time shuttles, and I don't know how long it took for the eyes of Murong Ziying and others to fall back to reality again, Niu Tianya is still standing on the heavenly monument, never moving half a minute from beginning to end, like a sculpture with open hands to embrace the heaven and earth, and the broad mind under the thin body holds the sun and moon for nine days, roaring vicissitudes.

"Is this his way of heaven?" Saber's eyes were slightly moist, compared to Niu Tianya, he was insignificant and useless, like a speck of dust in the air, only for his hatred, but he never thought of being trampled on wantonly by others.

"This is his heavenly way. Murong Ziying nodded affirmatively, her voice a little melancholy. Situ Tianhe and Niu Tianya were both born in the Tiancang Continent, both of them were strong of the younger generation, they both flew to the wilderness, and they both experienced the same hardships. But their endings are completely different, one has the world in mind, and the other ends gloomily. With such an ending, what explanation can there be other than the mood level?

Behind them, Qin Yuxuan and Han Mengli cried into tears, especially when they saw the lonely back of the white old woman, the softest string in the girl's heart was deeply touched, and the floodgates of feelings were also opened, surging and flooding every inch of land. In their eyes, Niu Tianya's thin body became burly, and his ugly face became extremely handsome.

"His heavenly way. Yun Feng muttered and repeated, all along, he thought that even if he was stronger than the so-called younger generation of powerhouses in Heyang Mansion, he was not weaker at all, and even stronger, and his talent was even more than anything to say, otherwise he would not be able to step into the upper echelons of the family at a young age, and now he was filthy and resolutely ran away with his sister. And when he saw Niu Tianya's Heavenly Dao today, he knew that not only his cultivation, physical, divine consciousness, and spiritual cultivation, but even the basic state of mind of all cultivation were not as good as Niu Tianya's, and he had the world in mind, which required such a lofty vision and a broad mind. Even if you look at the wilderness, I'm afraid there are not many people.

Lost, dazed, hesitant, struggling, until firm, everyone's eyes cleared. In Niu Tianya, they see a spirit, a spirit unique to a natural leader, for the common people in the world, for thousands of miles of rivers, for the reproduction of generations, people who come from Ru Mao drinking blood, slash and burn, someone must take responsibility and hold up the blue sky!

What mainstay, what national pillar, what country, what country, what country, what white jade pillar of the sky, when countless high-profile heroes stepped onto the altar, no one noticed that there was such a person in a corner of the wilderness, embracing the sun and the moon with open arms, silently watering the broken world with his hard work and sweat, and restoring the balance of heaven!

In the shattered world, Niu Tianya continued to maintain his original posture, churning in his mind with various scenes, from the sky to the wilderness, from Xuanyu to Qinshan, from nobodies to today's restoration of the Desolate Heavenly Realm. The memory of the whole way is so clear and clear.

Carefully savoring the memories in my mind, like a glass of sweet wine, the more fragrant it is, but also with a touch of bitterness of the years. In my memory, there is the feeling of being frightened by the moon for the first time, like a red cloud flying by, there is the innocent Gu Linger, there is the proud and arrogant Miao Shiyun, there is Zhao Lin'er who is willing to give everything for himself, and there are the autumn songs that he will never forget, with misty sorrow!

Wild song of fierce horses, geometry of life!

It's just that the place is back, and things have long been different!

Niu Tianya burst into tears, opened his heart and looked at the broken mountains and rivers under his feet, the shattered sky, this world really needs a guardian.

"Do you feel it?" another voice sounded, and in Niu Tianya's mind, the shadow of the strange man in the dead city who was exactly the same as him naturally appeared.

"Guard!" Niu Tianya's eyes became firm, and he slowly spit out two words.

"If it was 100,000 years earlier, how good it would have been for him to have your heart!" the strange man sighed, his voice a little stunned.

"He?Tianzong Patriarch?" Niu Tianya was slightly stunned, a character from 100,000 years ago, he only knew one Tianzong.

"Hmm. Without denying it, the strange man nodded, "He has excellent talents, the best I have ever seen, even if he breaks through the wilderness and enters the endless chaos, he is ten percent sure." It's just that he didn't have a sharp edge before he could get out, and finally led to a monstrous disaster, shattering the Desolate Heavenly Realm and falling himself. ”

"Why?" Niu Tianya was slightly shocked in his heart, looking at the strange man.

"What else can there be?" the strange man sighed slightly, "In this world, except for the ancient artifact, it is the ** left by the ancient gods, and the ancient gods have opened the way for mankind with a broad mind, leaving ** artifacts to pass on to future generations, but I didn't expect that it has become the source of all disasters." ”

"Ancient Artifact, Ancient Divine Scroll?" Niu Tianya was slightly puzzled.

"Don't think about the ancient artifact, it has long been annihilated in the earthly world, as for the ancient god scroll, that is, the heavenly fragment left by another ancestral god Pangu. For the sake of the Heavenly Fragment, even the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm also launched an iron-blooded dispute, but in the end, countless people fell, and the Heavenly Fragment was nowhere to be found. The strange man said and looked at Niu Tianya, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Hey. Niu Tianya didn't notice the change in the strange man's gaze, and sighed. Throughout the ages, the iron-blooded disputes in the rivers and lakes are nothing more than artifacts, **, and treasures, but in the end they are all empty, how many lives have been buried in vain, and how many innocents have been buried.

"Niu Tianya, your cultivation is okay, but remember, don't think about it ten thousand years ago now, the people involved in that incident are not comparable to you, and when you reach that height one day, I will naturally tell you. ”

"Hmm. Niu Tianya nodded and closed his eyes again. The strange man also smiled and faded away.

The sky is still like that, and the earth is still like that, but at this moment, not only Niu Tianya, everyone's mood has changed subtly, and they can feel the way of heaven and understand life in the vast atmosphere.

Boom......

The last two breaths burst out almost in no particular order, Niu Tianya was slightly startled, and in an instant, he also withdrew from the Heavenly Dao and returned to the ice shell. The crowd retreated, looking ahead in amazement.

In front of him, a huge black ape more than fifty feet tall stood like a mountain. The dark hair around his body swayed gently with the north wind, and the blood-red pupils burst out with bursts of demonic light, and the top of his head was solemn, and a blood-red hair extended backwards to an invisible place. The tall body, explosive muscles, and wild light give people a feeling of extreme danger.