This is the star-picking platform north of Chang'an, the tallest building in the entire Chang'an, and the last place where the Emperor Chentian lived that year. It's just that after the disappearance of Emperor Chentian, for some reason, this place was never opened again, and it was not until Yun Shi took control of this place that it was renovated.

When Yun Wenruo saw Yun Shi dressed in white fluttering, this elegant figure stood in front of this magnificent picture scroll, as if Yun Shi was on top of this world, which made her suddenly understand why no one had ever come to this star-picking tower again, because no one had the courage and ability to carry this picture scroll.

But Yun Shi can.

This made her heart feel relieved, thinking that the master in her heart was back.

However, Yun Shi immediately gave an order: "Those flying ships shouldn't have returned to Chang'an yet, right?" Send another order over, let them return to the Western Continent, and bring back the remaining people from Tianjian Mountain, and Chang'an is ready to receive them with the etiquette of a 'great power teacher'. ”

"Master?!" Yun Wen thought that Yun Shi was looking at Mo Zhi again, and his face suddenly became grim.

And Yun Shi didn't look back at her, just walked forward slowly with bare feet, the long white skirt dragged on the dark wood floor, and she only said lightly:

"Don't just look at what's in front of you, take a long-term view. Wind Country, after all, is only an emerging country, and its foundation is still very shallow, and if you want to quickly lay a solid foundation, you need to build it with faith.

And Tianjian Mountain is a kind of faith, a belief that belongs to Emperor Zhong, and a belief that belongs to the heroes of the world.

Not only the Heavenly Sword Mountain, but also the Sword Heng Sect, the Lei Yin Pavilion, and the Nine Peaks Sect, including our Cloud Gate, I will give them new glory. Because they belong to the Old World faith, the best cornerstone of this country.

What we need is to step on these old world beliefs to create a faith that belongs to the Wind Country, which will be a new faith and the only faith.

And that belief is me. ”

As she spoke, her white robe gradually changed into a dark robe, and when the last word fell, she finally walked out of the door, overlooking the whole world, and at the same time fastened the bronze mask that belonged to the supreme power.

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Eight days, the land of the abyss.

Mo Zhiyu stood next to the huge abyss, looking at the darkness full of evil aura below, silent, but when he looked up at the people around him, his eyes had become very complicated.

Beside him, there is another self. This self is still wearing the black robe and wearing a bronze mask that covers his face - the Evil King Ink Delirium.

The corners of the only exposed half of the Evil King's mouth curled, and he was laughing, although he didn't move his mouth, a hoarse voice came from his body:

"You're finally getting it now, aren't you? That's the truth that I haven't been able to talk about, and if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it even if I had worn out my mouth, would you? ”

“…… It's ......," Mo Zhi admits with difficulty.

"So, now have you figured it out?" The Evil King stretched out his hand to the Ink Delirium, "As long as you nod, you can have everything I have." ”

"I don't want it." Mo Zhiyu shook his head, and his eyes took a step back firmly.

"Why?" The evil king's eyes were full of incredulity, "As long as you agree, you can absorb me, and you can grow one step ahead of her and grow into the perfect 'ink delirium'." What are you still rejecting? Even if I were you, I really couldn't understand it! ”

"You think you're me?" Mo Zhiyu chuckled, "No, you're not.

I am such a stupid person, where would I calculate these things, from more than two thousand years ago to now, I have even lost the entire Heavenly Sword Mountain, and I have also lost my senior brother.

I can't calculate whether these things are worth it or not, because none of them can be measured by 'worth it or not'.

Even for the sake of the so-called ideal, you have changed, you are not me, you have become a complete formation cultivator! I won't go your way, the rest of the way, I'll go on my own! ”

"Then what are you doing when you come back with me?" The Evil King's voice was still hoarse and steady, "Do you roar at me like a second-class boy?" ”

"I'm here to see my alternate ending." Mo Zhiyu looked at the evil king in front of him, "Back then, weren't you like Chen Yun who was devoured by the blood of the gods?" You went to that graveyard of the Jike Falcon, and you used to open that coffin, didn't you? ”

"Yes, that's right, at that time, I saw the truth." The evil king said slowly, slowly raised his hand, and took off the mask from his face.

The face behind this mask is already covered with black scale armor, and unlike the full scale armor of Wusa, the entire face of the evil king has changed, although the face shape of the 'ink delirium' is still preserved, but this face can already be said to be a 'dragon face', and the part that belongs to the human being, only the corners of the mouth are left.

"The contents of that coffin forcibly gave me strength and wanted me to ascend to God in one step." The evil king said slowly, very relaxed, and didn't think it was a heroic memory,

But I refused, because at that time, I already had my ideals. So I killed the monster in the coffin completely, but the 'Rest' is really a very powerful treasure, and I can't destroy it, so I can only seal it again.

As for the one you saw in Heavenly Sword Mountain, it was dug out of the stomach of the Jike Falcon at that time, and if I hadn't gone to the desert, I wouldn't have known that there was such a dangerous thing in Heavenly Sword Mountain. ”

"But why did you keep this dangerous thing there? Just to wait for today?! Mo Zhiyu clenched his fists, strongly restraining his anger.

"Yes, that's right." The evil king still replied without hesitation, "Because I already have the power of a god, as long as I really become a god, I will become the new carrier of that monster." You are my only hope, and I will only have to wait two thousand years, and when the trajectory of history develops to a normal moment, I will be able to meet you again.

It's a pity that at that time, I was entangled by this skin again, and I couldn't exert much strength, and Wanwan, she didn't know it very well, and every plan didn't succeed, but let 'her' seize the opportunity.

As for the senior brother, he was originally placed in the East China Sea by me back then, and his end should be in the desert. Now, it's just that the script has finally been perfected. ”

"You ......" Mo Zhi gritted his teeth with hatred, but when he looked at this face, he smiled bitterly, "No matter how disgusted I am, how much if I am resentful?" One or two of you will only set up your game, and you will never take my thoughts into account.

I don't want to argue with you anymore, I don't choose your ending. ”

(End of chapter)