"Eternity is in a hurry, and the years are empty!"

In the next moment, the figure of the Yuan Emperor in Mingkong's eyes suddenly became taller.

And the surrounding world has also changed the world, and the Jade Void Palace has long disappeared in front of Mingkong's eyes, and what appears with it is a long river that is so great that it is difficult to describe in words.

The figure of Emperor Yuan sat on the Long River, which was more majestic than the Long River, and his figure directly cut off the Long River.

And below the long river, there is a deep darkness, like the abyss where there is no hope, deep and terrifying.

With Mingkong's mind, after taking a look, he couldn't help but have a kind of irritability and anger, and wanted to destroy everything.

Without waiting for Mingkong to think about it, the Ming Emperor, who had cut off the years with his body, had already stretched out his immeasurable palm and grabbed it directly towards Mingkong.

……

"Lao Wang, how sure are you that you can get through this eternal road?!"

In the main hall, the figures of Ming Kong and Wang Luoli have disappeared, leaving only Wang Daoming and Yuan Huang.

At this moment, Emperor Yuan's figure was already a little illusory, as if he would disappear at any time, and Wang Daoming was at least twenty years old in an instant.

Obviously, cutting off the former transcendent path is not as easy as others think, the third life cause and effect body is closely related to him, if it weren't for the fact that he has condensed the Dao seed and has the eternal Dao rhyme to suppress it, at this moment, I am afraid that the Great Dao would have already collapsed.

"The way you arrange the aftermath is exactly the same as Wang Siyuan before. People like you who are demonic like you always like to hide their true thoughts in their hearts! Looking at Wang Daoming, Emperor Yuan said faintly.

Wang Siyuan and Wang Daoming, two surnamed Wang, one is as wise as a demon and the other is as ambitious as a demon, it can be said that they have not returned to people, and this kind of person is also strikingly similar in the handling of certain things.

When Wang Daoming heard this, his expression did not fluctuate at all, and he said lightly: "I am not sure at all!" ”

"The eternal road may be a dead end, and even the power behind me has not been passed, but a trace of possibility has been calculated, so let me practice it!"

Immediately afterwards, Wang Daoming continued: "What's more, those great powers, sprinkled with chance, are not for charity, they all have their needs, but compared to all kinds of ghost conspiracies, those powers that are high in the realm and difficult to guess, all they do are yang schemes, things are placed in front of you, and those who wish to take the bait." ”

"The saddest thing in the world is not actually being used, but not even being used, and it will always be as small as dust, wasting time!"

"Just like the choice of things now, in fact, in me, no one forced me to follow the eternal path. It's just that since I have seen a higher path, I can't choose something worse even if I die! ”

"It's like after a mortal sees the transcendent world, how many people are willing to return to the ordinary?!"

"Indeed!" Emperor Yuan nodded, said that he suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "In the last era, one of my "old friends" Night Emperor liked the trick of exchanging identities with mortal Wan, so that the other party could experience the world of the strong, and then beat the other party to the mortal dust, but unfortunately in the end, the Night Emperor got away with it!" ”

When Wang Daoming heard this, his expression was slightly different.

If he didn't know something, he almost believed Emperor Yuan's nonsense, what does it mean to get rid of it?! It's clear that you were pitted.

For many things, Wang Daoming sees it very clearly, there is no love and hate in the world for no reason, those powerful people are not your father, not your mother, not your master, why should they give you benefits? !

Wang Daoming knows that after reaching a certain realm, what he asks for should not be something substantial, and cultivation begins with strength, attainment and Taoism, and returns to the heart.

The higher the realm, the more idealistic it is, and what is sought is not strength, but wisdom and will.

The cultivation of this realm is like doing a scientific experiment, cultivating experimental targets one by one, observing the various data changes of the targets, and finally reaching conclusions.

It's just that compared with scientific experiments, those powerful actions are closer to doing nothing, just sowing countless seeds and letting them grow freely, and what they gain is what they earn, and what they get is nothing.

Too much deliberate interference can only create batches of similar samples, and only by ignoring it, ten thousand kinds of frost can be free, that miracle that is so small that it is almost impossible to see.

Wang Daoming knew that he was the object of observation of the Taoist who called himself Zhang Daoyi, and the other party sprinkled countless opportunities, but he happened to have achieved something, so he came into contact with the other party, and more people may dominate the heavens by chance, but they don't even have the value of use.

This is undoubtedly even more sorrowful!

In a sense, the value of those people has been denied.

What's more, there is no conflict of interest between him and Zhang Daoyi, what he asks is to go all the way up and stand at the top of the avenue, and what the other party asks is all kinds of changes in the process of his cultivation.

It's just that for the eternal road, Wang Daoming only achieved a little by chance, but in fact, he didn't have the slightest grasp of it completely.

"The monster outside, I can't destroy him now, so I'll borrow your Jade Void Palace for a while for the time being!" Wang Daoming looked at Emperor Yuan and said unhurriedly.

"Good!"

Before the words fell, Emperor Yuan's figure had completely disappeared into the palace, and in the empty palace, only Wang Daoming was left.

"The road of the avenue is like walking on thin ice, how can there be a perfect thing?!"

Looking at the empty palace, Wang Daoming sat in the position where Emperor Yuan once sat cross-legged, with his back to the gate of the palace, and then the gate of the palace closed violently.

The mysterious mark flickered slightly, and Wang Daoming's will had fallen into reincarnation again.

There are three steps in the path of eternity, and the first step is to give birth to eternal light in the heart and the avenue.

And Wang Daoming is only empty now, there is only a trace of eternal Dao rhyme, which can only be regarded as having just touched the first step, and there are still 108,000 miles away from the first step of consummation.

And the second step on the eternal path is to make all things one.

This kind of unification is the oneness at the conceptual level, which is far more difficult than the realm of ten flowers.

There is still a way to find the first step of eternity.

The second step is to need fate in the dark.

As for the final third step, it is to turn the finite into the infinite, which is even more difficult to find.

In the face of this road, Wang Daoming can only choose to bury his head in the past, but dare not say that he is somewhat sure that he can achieve it.

……

The warm sunlight shone down, and in the bamboo house, Wang Luoli opened her eyes.

This is a place she is extremely familiar with, but now, the person sitting here is no longer Wang Daoming, but has become her.

"You've always been there, it's good!"

Wang Luoli touched the cinnabar mark on the center of her eyebrows, felt the warmth brought by the imprint, and couldn't help muttering.

But in an instant, Wang Luoli's expression became fierce, at the beginning of the years, wild beasts were rampant, demons and monsters fell out, and the road to the rise of the human race would be forged with blood and bones.

These years have not been peaceful.

……

"Who am I?! Where is this?! ”

In the middle of a snowy field, Ming Sky looked at the endless snow and muttered to himself.

"Not good! Primordial Heavenly Demon! ”

In the distance, a middle-aged man with a righteous face who was driving the light suddenly changed his face when he saw the bright sky, and he directly turned the light.

Mingkong had already discovered the middle-aged man, and when he heard the middle-aged man's exclamation, he suddenly grabbed the camera, covered the sky with one hand, and directly grabbed the middle-aged man.

"Huh?! Nine Seals of the Yuan Demon! It turns out that I am the Origin Heavenly Demon. Mingkong muttered to himself, then looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Who is the Origin Heavenly Demon?!" ”

"Wang Youyou, if you want to kill or chop, please take care of yourself, although my cultivation is not as good as yours, but it is not something you can humiliate at will!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he shouted angrily.

"Wang Youyou, is it me? It seems that my father's surname is indeed Wang, then I should also be surnamed Wang, and I should be called Wang Youyou! Mingkong muttered, and as soon as his mind moved, the middle-aged man suddenly exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

She didn't like this person's eyes.

"No, I seem to have collapsed out of a stone, where did I come from?!" Mingkong muttered, but for a moment, he felt his consciousness more confused.