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"Where is this?"

I don't know how long it took, Nanhua came back to his senses again, his eyes swept the things around him, looking at this strange scenery, but he found that he had unconsciously come to another place.

"Isn't the poor road on the Kunlun Mountain? And.." Nanhua stood up, frowning, thinking about everything before.

"Poor Dao remembers.."

With the memory, one scene after another appeared in his mind.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, break the shackles, go down the mountain to pass the book, but see the wind..

"The clouds on the mountainside lifted, and then the poor road." Nanhua muttered, but after thinking about this, the scene in his mind gradually dissipated.

"What did you see at that time?"

Nanhua was depressed in his heart, and he secretly felt that everything he saw after that was very important to him.

But the memory seemed to be blocked by something, no matter how he thought about it at this time, he couldn't remember it anymore.

"That's it."

Although he was curious about his previous memories, Nanhua couldn't help but let go of the doubts in his heart after looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him.

"Since I can't remember everything before, let's find a populated place and ask where Poor Dao is now, so that I can plan for the future."

Although the previous things were weird, after all, he has lived for more than eighty years, and he will not be confused all the time because of something he can't understand...

There was silence in the dense forest.

He followed the narrow path between the trees, avoiding the dense branches around him, and headed into the distance.

He wanted to find a place where there were people, but he didn't find that when a branch crossed his body, it seemed to be a transparent water wave, penetrating through his body.

..

Evening.

The sun in the sky is a little dim.

Unconsciously, Nanhua has been walking in this strange forest for half a day.

It is said that with his cultivation at the peak of the foundation building period, he has traveled more than a thousand miles, and I am afraid that he has already left this forest.

But..

While walking, Nanhua stopped and looked at a tree not far away.

The same branches, the same height, but he found that it was exactly the same as the one he had seen before.

"This forest is a little weird, or is it a mistake in the poor way?"

Nanhua thinks back to the path she has traveled before, and feels that she has not gone wrong.

"Yes or no, just make a mark!"

Confused, just as he used to make some marks on the tree.

But I heard a voice not far away.

"Are you an immortal?"

With the voice of the words came.

Nanhua saw that not far away, there was a sturdy middle-aged man, carrying a medicine basket, looking at a white-bearded old man in front of him, and bowed down.

The big man who picks medicine.. The old way of immortals.

"This.." When Nanhua saw this scene, his mind exploded, and he pointed his finger at the old Dao in front of the big man, and couldn't help muttering: "Isn't this the poor Dao?"

That old Taoist is the same as Nanhua, wearing the same Taoist uniform, the same Taoist crown, and the same appearance... Isn't it the Nanhua Immortals!

is bizarre, another self, standing in front of him alive.

Whoever sees this scene will panic, and it is no wonder that Nanhua lost his voice.

But the big man and the old man in front of Nanhua were still talking one after another as if they hadn't heard Nanhua's words.

"The poor road is the immortal who descends to the mortals."

Lao Dao stroked his beard and nodded, took out three rolls of bamboo slips from his arms, and after thinking about it, he immediately gave the hand of the big man and said: "You and I are destined, and the poor Dao sees that you have the posture of an emperor.."

Heaven and earth are shackled, go down the mountain to pass the book, and all the ways change the sky!

After Nanhua saw this scene, he suddenly woke up from the shock just now, his heart tightened suddenly, and a person's words vaguely appeared in his ears.

But have you ever thought that the person you entrusted was struck by heavenly punishment and lightning half a year later, and under the tracing of the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, you could not escape in the end...

Vaguely remembered, treading clouds.. Immortals.. Causally..

"No!"

Nanhua yelled and rushed towards the Taoist.

But after touching the Taoist, Nanhua seemed to be a phantom, penetrating through his body...

"Why?!" Nanhua's face turned pale, and he turned to look at Lao Dao, who was smiling.

"May you fulfill your destiny!"

"Boom—"

With the thunder, the old saying lagged behind and rode away with the wind.

When the big man saw it, he bowed excitedly.

"I'm looking forward to fulfilling my destiny!"

The words of the immortals, the things of the gods.

After Zhang Jiao got up, he held the bamboo slip in his hand, remembering that after the immortal left, he whispered his words.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky is in charge.."

As the murmured words rang out, the clouds thickened, the sky became darker, and the forest darkened.

Zhang Jiao laughed loudly into the sky, threw away the medicine basket behind his back, held the bamboo slip in his hand, and went down the mountain.

But he didn't find out.

In Nanhua's eyes, he saw a chain falling between heaven and earth, locking him tightly...

..

The sky is dead, the yellow sky is in charge, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!

A year later, the Yellow Turbans rebelled.

Nanhua stood in a village, looking at the people with crazy faces, and his heart was already cold.

He knew that it was too late...

..

"Poor Dao is the general of Tiangong." Zhang Jiao stood on a high platform and raised his hands to the sky.

Nanhua was beside him, quietly looking at the plain ahead, where there were hundreds of thousands of crazy and confused people.

..

Storms, falling rocks, scattering beans into soldiers...

The generals of the Han Dynasty, none of them could stop Zhang Jiao's technique.

Until..

He was in the void space and saw the Thunder Shadow Shimmer...

..

The sound of cries resounded throughout the house, and the cheers of the Han soldiers outside the city.

"I'm afraid it's not going to work." Zhang Jiao lay weakly on the bed, staring blankly at the sky.

And Nanhua stood by the bed, looking at Zhang Jiao, who was already dead.

I saw that his body was dirty, his hair was gradually falling off, there were blood stains under his armpits, his body was stenching, and his eyes were godless and desireless.

This is under the cause and effect of the Heavenly Dao, the five decays of heaven and man...

..

After Zhang Jiao's death, Nanhua went to Kunlun Mountain.

Because he knew that when the other self wanted to break through, he would definitely go here.

"I hope.."

..

The top of Kunlun Mountain.

"I still haven't escaped.."

Nanhua looked at the long-dead Taoist on the boulder and was sighing.

"Boom!"

Thunder rang out, and thunder and lightning gathered in the sky.

"This.." Nanhua looked at the sky.

I saw that the chains suddenly descended, locking his illusory body!

Cause and effect are implicated, whether it is the present, the past, or the future.

"Heaven cannot be hidden. This is cause and effect. ”

Nanhua shuddered and closed his eyes.

Dark clouds condensed, thunder rolled.

Heavenly punishment falls..

"Have you ever understood?"

Whoa―

As the inquiry sounded, the world shattered like a mirror, revealing a clear blue sky without thunder or dark clouds.

The warm sunlight shone on his body and made Nanhua open his eyes.

Familiar scenery, blue sky without dark clouds, empty boulders.

With a smiling Taoist in front of him.

"The disciple is enlightened!"

Nanhua leaned over and wept bitterly.