Drunk does not return to the depths of the building, and the weathering of nothingness blows wantonly, impacting Hong Xuanji's mood that has not been able to calm down at the moment.

In just one day, he was first pointed out by a little girl in her early teens for dozens of miles, and then met a mysterious man who was almost similar to the Taoist master he saw in his dreams every night.

For a while, Rao was so conceited and arrogant that he had to lower his head and listen to this person's words.

This arrogant body can only shrink in a ball, and dare not show any more.

"My surname is Zhao, you can call me Shopkeeper Zhao."

Zhao Zhou looked at Hong Xuanji's appearance in front of him, bowed his head slightly, and spoke softly.

"I've seen Senior Zhao."

Hong Xuanji gave up his hand again and again, but in his heart, he was quickly thinking about which super master and super family surnamed Zhao was there today.

During his thoughts, he looked at the other party's appearance without a trace, as if he wanted to remember Zhao Zhou in the depths of his heart.

"You don't have to think about where I came from, there is no me in the history of this world."

But at this moment, Zhao Zhou seemed to see through the flicker in Hong Xuanji's eyes, and suddenly chuckled.

He said this so generously, and the peace in his eyes was as if he had seen all the floating beings, and he was no longer moved by himself.

"There is no other person in the history of this world?"

Hong Xuanji paused slightly when he heard this, and suddenly remembered some rumors about the Central World of Outer Heaven, and was about to speak, but his heart jumped inexplicably.

What does this mysterious man mean by the history of this world, and the "this world" in it?

If you are a visitor from the Central World, why do you need to use such words?

In an instant, Hong Xuanji got stuck in the question on the side of his mouth, almost failed to hold his qi and blood, and secreted a few drops of cold sweat.

He didn't dare to speculate any more, but the thought in his heart swirled more and more, as if he was going to know a news that shocked the world today.

"Hong Xuanji, originally the down-and-out son of Hongjiabao in Zhongzhou, when he was six years old, his mother died of a serious illness. At the age of fifteen, he entered the Daqian military camp, and in just five years, he broke through from Wusheng to the early stage of Wusheng, participated in the battle of Yunmeng Border Pass, and fought 76 battles without defeat. Later, he entered the Jade Capital City, was crowned the Minister of the Second Military Aircraft, and went to the overseas kamikaze country with Emperor Qiandi to find the boat of the Creation of the Dao of Transformation, but failed. Later, he married Zhao Fei'er, the saint daughter of the Daluo Sect, as his wife, and gave birth to a son, Hong Xi. In the forty-third year of Daqian, he was crowned as a candidate and named Wenwu. ”

At the moment when Hong Xuanji was stunned, Zhao Zhou said something that seemed to be a brief description of the past.

Every time he said a word, Hong Xuanji's face changed a point, until the last sentence of "Title Wenwu" was finished, Hong Xuanji, who had been keeping his head down, finally couldn't help but cast his eyes up.

This mysterious shopkeeper Zhao actually told him the past of his life thoroughly!

The experience of being in the army, these are nothing, just if you have a heart to investigate, you can know it.

Even if it is the position of Wen Wuhou in the future, the emperor has already mentioned it to him.

But as for the eldest son, no one can find out.

Without him, it's just because his wife is only pregnant with Liujia now, and the child in her womb has not yet been born!

The name Hong Xi is only thought about by himself, and he hasn't had time to tell his wife yet!

How can it be?

Could this man be able to get to the bottom of his heart?

"Zhao... Senior Zhao, what does this mean? ”

Hong Xuanji's words were thick and incredible, and for a while, some words were not in order, so he had to speak.

"Your fate is already sealed, and in the past twenty years, it should have belonged to you."

But Zhao Zhou didn't say anything more, but raised his hand slightly.

Boom Boom!

In an instant, Hong Xuanji saw a scene of streamer, which enveloped him violently.

Whew!

His eyes seemed to see the changes in the past 20 years, and even the scenes of the future.

Those bizarre scenes seem to be real in the future, and they can happen just when time spreads!

He saw that in the future, he swept through the Yunmeng Empire, and wiped out the Great Zen Temple that had been closed for 300 years in one fell swoop, and successfully helped the emperor find the boat of creation.

And Meng Bingyun of Sanhualou also entangled his love threads with him, and the two got married.

Later, he gave birth to a son, Hong Yi, and his cultivation has also reached the level of immortals, and he can go to the world.

This vision of the future between the changes of the void seems to be extremely smooth and in line with his vision of the present.

For a while, Hong Xuanji seemed to have fallen into a sinking and was stunned in place for a long time.

"Hong Yi... Hong Yi! ”

But I don't know how long it took, he suddenly shouted, and the vision of the future in his eyes shattered in an instant.

All the pictures stayed in the void space where chaos intersected, and the image of being killed by Hong Yi and the true spirit was destroyed.

In the time to come, he was actually killed by his own son!

"This is your future, what do you think?"

Zhao Zhou saw that Hong Xuanji had sobered up, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes again.

He really wanted to know what Hong Xuanji was thinking at this moment, and he also wanted to know what would happen to the other party after he knew about the future.

"Senior Zhao... Don't joke like that with you. ”

But after Hong Xuanji calmed down, he did not fall into various emotional difficulties as Zhao Zhou saw, but suddenly smiled and bowed his hand to Zhao Zhou again.

Obviously, he didn't believe in this future at all.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

Zhao Zhou's tone became a little cold, and the pressure around him gradually emanated.

But this time, Hong Xuanji straightened up in the face of such an irresistible coercion.

His gaze was firm, and he did not retreat in the slightest, and said:

"It's not a joke, so why haven't you seen the Taoist master in the next few decades?"

Hong Xuanji said frankly and clearly, and he did not flinch in his eyes.

He had seen this near-real future life, but the depths of his heart had been shaken.

But after regaining freshness, I found an extremely important thing inside.

In the future, when sentient beings fall asleep every day, they will not be able to see the appearance of the Daoist or perceive the teachings of the Daoist.

This was extremely discordant and surprising to him.

The web of all living beings hangs in the sky.

Where there is a thought, there will be an echo.

This is something that all living beings in Zhongzhou and even the ninety-nine states in the world know.

It has always been, it is now, and it will be so in the future.

He will not be able to perceive the appearance of the Dao Master in the future, no matter how true and appropriate it is, he will no longer believe it.

In this world, how can anyone subvert the power of the Dao Master?

The mysterious man in front of him is not the opponent of the Dao Master, similar to the extraterritorial heavenly demon recorded in the classics? Specially here to compete for the Dao Master's legal system?

At this moment, Hong Xuanji suddenly had a trace of disdain for Zhao Zhou in his heart.

It turned out that he had spent so much effort to trick him into turning his back on the Taoist?

"If there is nothing else to do, forgive Hong and retire for the time being!"

Hong Xuanji saw that Zhao Zhou didn't answer for a while, and he was even more confirmed in his heart.

For a moment, he raised his head like this, sweeping away the previous respect.

No matter how strong this mysterious man is, he is weaker than the Dao Lord in his heart.

And this kind of sneaky means alone is far less than the openness and selflessness of the Taoist master.

You must know that the web of sentient beings has been spanning for 300 years, and all the preaching of the Dharma and preaching does not ask for anything in return.

is just such a bearing, but this shopkeeper Zhao is far beyond reach.

"Senior Zhao, don't leave it here!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhou did not respond, Hong Xuanji immediately turned around and opened the door when he saw the situation, and his movements were extremely fast, but he left the house without waiting for the other party's answer.

In this process, he recited the name of the Taoist Lord in his heart, and he felt that he suddenly had endless strength, and there was no hindrance!

Squeak!

He stepped out, looked at the plaque behind him, and felt that the sun was particularly warm today.

The obscurity that was about to be destroyed was swept away, and there was no longer the slightest hint of it.

"Just by you, you dare to compete with the Taoist?"

He whispered into the building, his words thick with disdain.

"Praise the Daoist!"

Then, he spoke slightly, and his gratitude to the Taoist Lord increased a few points.

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