Chapter 50 Looking through the past, there is only the spiritual way (the second watch, I want everything if I am greedy!) )
The head hung down slightly, but a slightly heavy voice came from in front of the Desolate Emperor: "From here, you can go up to the place where the Hell Heavenly Golem is!" ”
At this time, looking at the ancient stone staircase in front of him, his eyes looked layer by layer, straight into the sky, and at the end of his vision, it seemed that the top was still missing.
Gasping, Ling Dao naturally asked the Desolate Emperor beside him: "Senior, how many layers are there in this stone ladder?" ”
"The road to the other side may be one step, or it may be a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand steps!"
Leaving only a faint word, the white figure of the Desolate Emperor swirled upward, but the deep eyes that had been passed for a long time seemed to have one more thing when he looked at the spiritual path at this time.
"I seem to have waited for the person you want me to wait for......"
After taking a deep look at the Desolate Emperor who disappeared into the sky not long after, Ling Dao couldn't help but mutter, "Pretending to be a ghost."
I saw that it did not stagnate too much, even if it was in front of the stone stairs, each stone staircase was made of some seemingly ordinary bluestone, it seemed that because of the problem of age, many stone stairs had already become deserted, as if they were about to collapse when they stepped on it.
In front of the stone staircase, Ling Dao only soaked in a few breaths slightly, and then lifted the soles of his feet.
Stepping on the vicissitudes of the stone staircase, Lingdao could feel an inexplicable coming from under his feet, and the whole person felt a strangeness.
Step by step, I didn't feel much tired, as if I was walking on an ordinary path, but there was a voice in my ears gradually.
At first it was just the sound of the wind, and then it gradually became the voice of a person.
"Tao'er ......"
"Xiao Tao, where have you been running away for so long, I don't know how worried your mother is about you?"
It's not just the voice, at this time, there is a pair of middle-aged men and women in front of Lingdao, the years have quietly left many traces on their faces, their temples are a little white, and they are wearing strange clothes, but Lingdao knows that this is the clothes in the world in the previous life!
And the two people in front of them are the parents of the previous life who have been buried in their hearts for a long time, and Tao is their name.
His heart was slightly sour, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet, looking at the two familiar figures, Ling Dao immediately stepped forward and took the two into his arms.
"Xiaotao, let's go home!"
Listening to the voice that was still so familiar, there were finally two tears flowing down Ling Dao's face, but the two figures in his arms were both floating with a short dagger in his hand at this time, and he almost didn't hesitate to pierce towards the young man in his arms.
Just as the dagger was about to pierce into the body of the Spirit Dao, the two middle-aged figures in his arms suddenly turned into sporadic light and disappeared in vain.
Everything returned to its original state, and Ling Dao, who was standing on the stone stairs, just silently wiped the remaining moisture off his cheeks, and then continued to walk upward.
It's just that a shadow appeared on the stone staircase above, it was a girl next door who was not amazing, but she was pure and beautiful, and the latter was glaring at Lingdao with an annoyed face.
"Where have you been after all this time? Are you really going to break up with me? ”
With a slight twitch in his heart, Lingdao followed by three steps and two steps, two steps turned into one step, and appeared directly in front of the girl, holding the girl's white and tender jade hand tightly with a wide palm, and said in a panic: "Xian'er, how could I break up with you!" You don't know how much I want to be with you, it's just ......"
"Brother Lingdao, who is Xian'er? Brother Lingdao, don't lie to me, I'm not stupid! Do you think of me as the girl named Xian'er! ”
Looking at the girl who raised her head at this time, her appearance did not change much, but there was a hint of childishness on her pretty face, and the corners of Lingdao's mouth couldn't help but show a beautiful arc.
didn't care about the other party's questioning and annoyance, just reached out and gently pressed his palm to the other party's cheek, and then under the girl's somewhat dazed expression, he immediately flicked on his forehead.
With the disappearance of the girl in front of him, Lingdao unconsciously smiled, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.
"How many secrets do you still have?"
At this time, the young girl in front of him was nowhere to be seen, but a middle-aged man in a luxurious blue robe stood upright, blocking in front of Lingdao, and behind him were several majestic figures, some of them were slightly rickety, with white beards, and some were still strong, and the wide robes were still on their bodies.
Ling Dao looked at these figures who were not strangers, and just chuckled, "What secret does Father want to know?" ”
"Who the hell are you? Where the hell are you from? Do you know how many secrets my people have? Are you assigned by the Soul Clan or the Ancient Clan? ”
"Father, am I not your son? Do you think I'm going to be bad for the clan? ”
It didn't seem to be affected, Ling Wanqian just took a step forward, and a coercion pressed directly against Ling Dao.
"Back to my question, where the hell are you from? Who are you? ”
"Brother, you said you would take me to play!"
"Brother, my father said that you are not my brother, and you have been lying to me!"
"You're not my brother, who are you?"
...... "Who are you?" ”
Listening to the questions that kept lingering in his ears, Ling Dao's eyes closed slightly, and he slowly shook his head.
After a while, Fang opened his eyes violently again, and a sharp intent swept straight ahead.
"Sister-in-law of the Spirit Clan, my name is Lingdao!"
One word, all things are destroyed!
The Lingwanqian and Lingxi in front of him, as well as the people behind him, all completely dissipated at this time.
Looking around, Lingdao Fang realized that at some point, there was no stone ladder in front of him, and the surroundings were all thousands of feet in the air, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.
At this time, he had reached the end of the stone staircase again!
In front of it, there was a huge floating boulder, and on top of the boulder, a spacious square was covered with dense runes, and there were several pitch-black wide chains connected at both ends, one end embedded in the ground of the square, and the other end was wrapped around a huge black mist.
"You're coming at night much later than I thought, with the Silent Vertical Pupil, those illusions can't fool you at all!"
Just as Ling Dao was shocked by the scene in front of him, the Desolate Emperor suddenly revealed his figure on one side, looked at Ling Dao again, and said with a faint smile.
"Although people are fake, their feelings are real, and facing them again can be regarded as a farewell to the past!"
The Desolate Emperor was slightly distracted, and a teenager could say such a thing, which obviously surprised him a little, but he still persuaded in the end: "There are thousands of temptations in the world, in addition to these emotions, the most deadly is the temptation of power, especially the pursuit of powerful power!" And what I am afraid of is that you are deeply trapped in the infinite thirst for power, and this seat can deeply feel that attachment to power from you! ”
"There is nothing wrong with power itself, and there is nothing wrong with pursuing power! As long as you insist that people control power, rather than power driving people, everything will be fine! ”
"I wish you could!"
Then Lingdao gradually walked to the square on the boulder under the leadership of the Emperor of the Wilderness, stepping on the square, every step he took, Lingdao could feel the majestic power coming from his feet, and the huge power shook his heart all the time.
Walking to the center of the square, as he looked up at the huge black fog in mid-air, he heard the thick voice of the desolate emperor in his ears.
"These are the sealed Hell-Heaven Golem's arms!"