The reason why Qingfeng didn't want to be the lord of the divine realm was entirely because he saw through it, although he was the lord of the divine realm, he had to be bound by the Chaos Holy Book everywhere, especially after the battle with Blue Feather 30,000 years ago, Qingfeng obviously felt that he was not capable of fighting against the temple at all, so he didn't want to fight anymore. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After stepping down from his position as the Lord of the Divine Realm, Aomine left this universe in search of stronger power.

Aomine walked in the chaos, comprehending the power in the chaos, in the chaos of nothingness, there were spatial cracks everywhere, and every time Aomine encountered a time rift, he stopped to study how these spatial cracks came about.

In fact, Qingfeng had reached the realm of the Universe God very early, and this time he put down his power and regained the feeling of cultivating back then, and there were actually signs of a breakthrough in the chaos.

Especially after he came into contact with the power of chaos, the feeling of imminent movement in his body became more and more obvious, and he found that there was an incomparably powerful power hidden in the spatial crack, and if these powers could be absorbed by himself, then it was not impossible to break through to the realm of chaos gods.

Let's talk about what happened in the illusion.

The time of happiness always passes too fast, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, Mo Xiaozhe is already sixty years old, and his parents are already old, and their legs and feet are not good.

On this day, Mo Xiaozhe was playing chess with his father in the courtyard, when suddenly, he heard a muffled sound in the room.

When Mo Xiaozhe and Xiao Yi came to the room, they were dumbfounded.

Guo Ying was lying unconscious on the ground, and when Mo Feiyang brought the doctor to see her grandmother, Guo Ying had closed her eyes forever.

Mo Xiaozhe looked at his mother lying on the bed in pain, the tears in his eyes had already dried up, he wanted to hear his mother call his name again, and wanted to eat the osmanthus cake made by his mother, but all this was impossible, because his mother died!

Mo Chen sat in a wheelchair, leaning on the bed, reaching out and touching his wife's cold body, and tears flowed from his shriveled eyes.

However, what Mo Xiaozhe didn't expect was that on the second day of his mother's burial, his father also died because of his advanced age and excessive sadness.

Within a few days, Mo Xiaozhe lost his parents one after another, and this blow made him slump and think about it all day long.

On this day, Mo Xiaozhe suddenly said to Xiao Yi:

"I'm going to go out and look for the art of immortality, otherwise you and I will inevitably die in the future, and I'm going to learn the art of immortality, and then pass it on to my son, my grandson."

But Xiao Yi said to him:

"There is no immortality in this world, it is all a lie."

But Mo Xiaozhe insisted on going out, and in the end, Xiaoyi could only silently pack his package and watch him leave the house with tears in his eyes.

After leaving the house, Mo Xiaozhe walked outside Yuzhou City, he wanted to go to Jinzhou, the most prosperous city in Nanling Kingdom, to have a look.

When Mo Xiaozhe came to Jinzhou, he found that the so-called most prosperous city was just more fireworks and more wine shops than Yuzhou.

This made Mo Xiaozhe very disappointed, and he left Jinzhou again and went to other cities.

Under Mo Xiaozhe's stubborn character, he spent five years traveling to all the places in Nanling Kingdom, as long as people could go, he went, but he didn't find the art of immortality, and returned to Yuzhou City with disappointment, but Mo Xiaozhe found that Xiaoyi had also died.

It turned out that Mo Xiaozhe had just left Yuzhou City, and Xiaoyi suffered from a strange disease, and he didn't think about tea and dinner all day, and in the second year after Mo Xiaozhe left, he died.

After coming back, Mo Xiaozhe came to his wife's grave, he cried bitterly, holding his wife's tombstone and blaming himself.

But no matter how much he blames himself, he can't change the principle that people can't be resurrected after death, so Mo Xiaozhe wants to continue to look for the art of immortality and the art of cultivation.

However, the hard work paid off, Mo Xiaozhe really found it, he met an old man with gray hair and beard in an unknown mountain, this old man saw Mo Xiaozhe, and asked:

"Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

Mo Xiaozhe explained the intention, and the old man flicked his beard and laughed:

"Hahaha, if you can find me, that's the fate between us, okay, then I'll teach you the art of immortality."

Mo Xiaozhe asked the old man:

"Senior, what's your name?"

The old man laughed again

"The old man's name, the old man has forgotten it, so you can call me the white-bearded old man."

"Whitebeard senior, how old have you lived?"

Mo Xiaozhe asked curiously.

"The old man also forgot, I just remember that when the old man first came to this mountain to cultivate, those thousand-year-old trees in the mountain were still small saplings!"

"Wow, Whitebeard Senpai, haven't you lived for thousands of years?"

"Hahaha, exactly."

"Then I beg my seniors to teach me the art of immortality, and I'm willing to exchange anything of mine."

The white-bearded old man looked at Mo Xiaozhe, then shook his head and turned to leave.

"Senior, what are you?"

Seeing that the white-bearded old man was leaving, Mo Xiaozhe hurriedly chased after him and asked.

"I can't teach you the art of immortality, because you can't."

"Senior, if you don't teach me, how do you know if I can't learn?"

"It's difficult, I look at your face, I know that you are a person who values love and righteousness, if I teach you the art of immortality, are you willing to stay in this barren mountain forever?"

Mo Xiaozhe shook his head.

"Let me ask you again, after you learned the Immortal Path, can you bear to watch your family and friends die in front of you one by one?"

Mo Xiaozhe shook his head again.

"Do you know what immortality means?"

Mo Xiaozhe shook his head again.

"Young man, you are not suitable for cultivating the art of immortality, because you can't let go of the shackles in the world, you will be affected by feelings, you have to remember that the path of cultivation is lonely, lonely, and you can't share it with anyone."

"Senior, then I watched my relatives die in front of me? So what is the use of this immortality technique that I want? ”

After speaking, Mo Xiaozhe turned around and left, he didn't look at the white-bearded old man anymore, and resolutely went down the mountain.

After Mo Xiaozhe left, the white-bearded old man sighed lightly and said to himself:

"Stinky boy, I have done everything I can, now it's up to you, no one can save you, only if you break through the temptation of the demons in your heart, can you break out of the cocoon and be reborn."

After Mo Xiaozhe left the white-bearded old man, he rushed straight home, but when he got home, he found that a very serious plague broke out in Yuzhou City, and Mo Feiyang and his son were no exception, they were infected with this terrible plague.

Mo Xiaozhe watched his son and grandson fall ill day by day, but he couldn't do anything about it, he held his head and squatted on the ground in distress.

At this time, Mo Xiaozhe had actually collapsed, but he didn't know it, and his spirit was greatly hit, but this blow also made Mo Xiaozhe regain his original feeling.