"Even if the judge really wants to make up for any mistakes, it can only be said that you are also recognized by the will of the underworld, otherwise, the Yang Judgment Seal in your hand will not be engraved. The handsome man said seriously.

"But," Wang Ming wanted to say something.

"Having said all this, I just want you to know that you are not an ordinary person, but obviously, the confusion in your heart is still there, isn't it?" the handsome man interrupted Wang Ming.

Wang Ming nodded.

"Then look at this!" The handsome man didn't talk nonsense, and the folding fan in his hand was lightly raised, and the scene suddenly changed.

Wang Ming found himself in a very strange world, to be precise, from a very strange perspective.

It was as if he was observing the world as a spectator.

A gentle breeze blows, and a seed, coming with the wind, falls into the fertile soil.

After a drizzle, the seeds burst out of their shells, tender branches stretched out, and a thin sapling rose from the ground.

But he was too thin to withstand even the wind.

So he began to dig down, the rhizome went deep into the ground with all his might, bypassing the sand and gravel in the soil, pushing through the huge stubborn stones, and the root system became deeper and deeper, and finally, after the root system was stable, he began to grow up with confidence.

During this period, Wang Ming did not seem to feel the passage of time.

The small tree gradually grew into a large tree, and during this time it experienced violent storms and thunder.

Countless times, Wang Ming was worried that he would not be able to hold on, but fortunately, he survived in the end.

The canopy of the trees grew larger and larger, casting a shadow over the earth, and more and more small animals came to shelter from the wind and thunder.

And the big tree seemed to be extremely proud of this, and he began to grow more vigorously.

The canopy grew larger, and in order to stand firmer against the strong winds, his roots were deeper and spread farther outward.

Finally, one day, the canopy seemed to touch the sky.

The proud posture, the branches that go straight into the sky, as if showing off to the sky.

You see, in my upbringing, you baptized me with thunderstorms, but I withstood them all, and now I'm stronger!

And more thunder-fearing critters can grow under my protection!

Seeing this, Wang Ming smiled with satisfaction.

"How is it, do you feel that this big tree is very similar to a cultivator, who has gone through many hardships and hardships and stepped into the sky step by step?" a cold voice echoed in Wang Ming's ears.

Wang Min nodded unconsciously.

"Then you know, what role does Yang Juan play in this?"

The cold voice went straight into Wang Ming's heart, and he had a faint sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, it seemed that the ostentatious display of the giant tree angered the sky, the sky and the clouds changed color, and an unprecedented thunderstorm began to gather.

The clouds were thick, and the sea of clouds, which was wider than the canopy, began to boil.

Razer Rush.

It is no longer a small fight in the past, the thunder has been accumulating strength in the clouds, and there is no rush to fall, Wang Ming's heart is very anxious.

Finally, thunder rained down on the towering tree.

The outermost branches and leaves began to fall, and then the branches of the trees began to ignite a raging fire.

Finally, the trunk of the giant tree was revealed.

One after another, like a great river, thunder poured straight into the trunk of the big tree!

Wang Ming's eyes were split!

The small animals sheltered by the trees began to flee in all directions.

Click!

Finally, the trunk began to crack.

The whole tree began to shatter from the top, and the thunder never stopped, and it seemed that this giant tree that dared to provoke the sky would not stop smashing into slag!

Eventually, the once shadowy land burned for an unknown amount of time, and finally became a desolate place.

The thunderclouds cleared and the sky returned to clarity.

"Why is this happening, why is this?!" Wang Ming felt like he was going crazy.

He watched this big tree grow from a seed to a towering giant tree after a lot of hardships, but now, it was completely split into ashes by a thunderbolt from God.

The tyrannical thunder baptized the ground, as if fearing that the roots of the giant tree were not dead.

"The thunder in the sky is the role played by Yang Juan in this. The handsome man's voice made Wang Ming's heart tighten.

"Why?" Wang Ming's mind was now full of why.

"Do you think you're cruel?" the handsome man thrust the knife again.

Wang Ming felt like he was going to faint.

"If it were me, I would also be incarnated as a thunderbolt, and even earlier. The handsome man said lightly.

"Why?"

"Because you've only seen one side, now, let's look at it again from a different angle!" said the handsome man.

The screen suddenly turns.

Wang Ming felt that his perspective had become farther away.

is still the seed that comes with the wind, but because the perspective is too far, it is not very clear, but Wang Ming can make up for his growth in his brain.

Rooting and sprouting, rooting and growing, it is no different from before.

But gradually, Wang Ming noticed that something was wrong.

This world was originally a grassland that could not be seen at a glance, lush and green.

However, at some point, the grasslands began to degrade, the grass began to wither, and it never grew again.

Far away, there are often seeds floating in, but those seeds die quickly.

The whole world is green, and in the end, only that towering giant tree remains!

In Wang Ming's eyes before, it was a small animal seeking refuge, and more of them were starved to death outside.

He vaguely guessed something.

Soon, the picture reached the scene of the giant tree baptized by thunder in the sky.

The giant tree fell, and the burned residue slowly submerged into the ground and turned into nourishment after the baptism of time.

The grasslands are green again.

Moreover, there are other trees that grow.

However, some of the big trees did not survive the thunderstorm during the growth period and eventually fell, but their wreckage turned into nourishment and nourished the land.

There are no more giant trees that reach into the sky like they did at the beginning.

The creatures of this world seem to be living better.

And as time passed, there would always be a few tenacious giant trees, long enough to touch the sky, and in the end, they would be annihilated by thunder.

The whole world, in this cycle, is full of life.

"Let's take a sip of tea!" the cold voice pulled Wang Ming back to reality.

Before they knew it, they were back in front of the thatched hut.

Wang Ming picked up the cup in a daze, and then came to his senses.

"Is this true?" Wang Ming asked thoughtlessly.

"Naturally, the growth of all things in the world requires the vitality of heaven and earth, and the cultivation of cultivators will draw a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, but at the same time, these heaven and earth vitality is not endless. ”

"At the beginning of the formation of a world, the amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi has been determined, unless someone can steal the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of other worlds with the power of Heaven and Earth, but in this way, the stolen world will accelerate its demise. ”

"Great practitioners, to the end, sacrifice themselves and feed back their spiritual power to the world, so that the whole world can continue to function normally. ”

"But there are also people who don't want to do this, and at the same time, his strength was so strong in the past that even the laws of heaven and earth couldn't help him, so at this time, he could only rely on a cultivator who was stronger than him to turn it into nourishment. ”

"Yang judgment is the law of all walks of life to put an end to this kind of thing, but unfortunately, no yang judgment has been able to grow to that point. The voice was cold, a little muffled.

(End of chapter)