"Wait and go!"

The old, deep voice reverberates throughout the space.

The stars are gone, and the ancient earth is fading.

Chaos begins.

In this dark space, an ancient brown space gate slowly opened, revealing a mysterious aura.

The space is illuminated by the light of this antique brown gate.

In a huge space, there was only an old figure sitting cross-legged.

A flute, a book, a person.

Like a broken candle, dying.

This old man from the era of the First Emperor sat quietly, his eyes slightly closed, and his body gradually decomposed from his body.

Lonely, but not lonely.

"You take these two, and you may be able to use them in the future when you are confused and confused."

The two volumes of brocades, along with the wind of space, fell into the hands of Mo Tian and the man in white respectively.

"Although the old man does not have the monstrous strength of the First Emperor, he still knows a little about the gossip of the five elements, I hope it can help you."

Mo Tian and the man in white glanced at each other, and silently put the bag into his arms.

I have to say that this old man in his twilight moved him, and he only talked about it in a few words, and the time was less than half a day, but his righteousness was worthy of the respect of every human race.

"Senior ......"

The man in white seemed to want to say something, but the old man smiled and waved his hand.

When he waved his hand, a pair of old eyes didn't even open, but two lines of blood and tears flowed down his wrinkled cheeks.

"Let's go, I've experienced too many things in this life, and I'm proud of it after death, so I don't need to say more."

"The future of the Terrans is up to you, juniors."

With his eyes closed, the old man smiled at them with a kind and kind expression.

The man in white was speechless.

After some more time, in silence, Mo Tian and the man in white walked into the space gate and disappeared into the dark space.

The antique brown gate disappears.

This vast space is once again silent.

There was no sound, no light, only the weak panting of the old man.

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, the old man laughed, and smiled brightly, and smiled genuinely.

The laughter gradually stopped, and a roar like thunder reverberated violently through the space.

"Terran! Immortal! ”

The space exploded suddenly, engulfing everything in it.

All things are calm again, and there is no light and no darkness.

There is no such old man who pays behind the back of the human race.

……

"Mo Tian, can I call you that?"

In the spatial passage, the man in white and Mo Tian walked side by side in the dark path.

The man in white turned his head, breaking the silence.

"You don't mean to tell me that you really believe the old man, do you?"

Mo Tian didn't turn his head and said bluntly.

Hearing Mo Tian's words, the man in white frowned slightly and said.

"Don't you still believe in Sage Kong? With his strength alone, even if he wanted to kill me, it would be an easy matter. ”

Mo Tian shook his head and said indifferently.

"I don't doubt his identity and personality, but I still have a little respect for him in my heart. But respect for respect and approval of his ideas are two different things. ”

"In order to break the ridiculous curse of the human race, I chose to sacrifice my thousands of Confucian blood relatives and watch them die one by one, I can't do it! It's impossible to do it either! Mo Tian's expression was quite cold, and his words were full of beads.

"I'm not a saint, for me, the righteousness of the human race is just like a floating cloud in the past, but you can't see it, no matter how big it is, what does it have to do with me."

"I'm just a little person, too small to be small. I only care about the survival of my loved ones, what I want in my heart, and I care about living the life I want every day. ”

"As for the righteousness of this human race, destroy the beasts...... Hehe, what does it have to do with me when I go to Nima. ”

At the end, Mo Tian coldly burst into a foul mouth.

Maybe it was the mood that had been pent up for a long time, and he was suddenly awakened by the old man's falling mood, or his identity was completely exposed, Mo Tian didn't hide it in front of the man in white.

What he expresses is what he thinks.

He admired this Confucian saint who cared about the world and sacrificed himself for others, but admiration was admiration, and he was quite unhappy with Confucius in terms of principled concepts.

Even if you care about the world and break the curse of 10,000 years for the common people in the world.

Will your dead Confucian disciples be resurrected! Will your dead wife and children be resurrected? Will everything you cherish around you come back!

Cherish the people and things around you in the present, instead of recalling the past, and become a portrait to be remembered in history.

The ideas of Mo Tian and Sage Kong have contradictions in principle, which cannot be adjusted and cannot be surpassed.

"You ......"

Hearing Mo Tian's rebuttal, the man in white's face finally changed, and the smile on his face from beginning to end gradually subsided.

"The saints of Confucius, the disciples of Confucianism, and even all those who paid the price of the curse of the human race, never regretted what they had done, and most of them, including their loved ones, would support the path of faith they had chosen."

"Throughout ancient times, it is through this selfless belief that the human race has developed, not the absurd theory that you say is selfish."

The man in white said expressionlessly.

"Huh." Mo Tian also smiled.

"Would you like to hear me tell a story?"

The man in white nodded and agreed.

Mo Tian walked with a look of memory on his face.

"What I experienced when I was a child."

"Twenty years ago, a middle-aged man in his forties was walking down the street, and this is the protagonist of this story, the director of an ordinary orphanage."

"It was the same evening, the same air, the same dusk, and even the tracksuit I wore was the same as ever."

"This middle-aged man, as usual, is walking in the park, taking a group of children, exercising."

"At this same time as before, suddenly two men in black came over and took out two documents to prove their 'official' identity."

"The two told the middle-aged man that the government had always paid attention to what he had done and hoped that he would do something for them, and that the compensation was to give 30 million yuan to the orphanage and rebuild the building."

"The director agreed very decisively, and hurriedly brought all the children back to the orphanage, and went out in a panic to do the things that the government had asked him to do."

"He did it, he did this thing that was a headache for the government. The next morning, all the children in the orphanage saw one such news. ”

Mo Tian smiled, his smile was very sad.

"This grandfather, the dean, whom all the orphans respect, was reported for killing a spy who was being escorted to a foreign prison, and then shot to death indiscriminately for resisting law enforcement."

"This spy, whom the children have seen, is a super spy who stole state secrets, but due to his special status, the government had to escort him back under pressure from all sides."

"You ......" The man in white frowned slightly, and the expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

"You think that's ridiculous, right?" Mo Tian smiled miserably, and his voice was heartbreaking.

"Afterwards, the government rebuilt the building for the orphanage, as promised, but none of the children who had been taken by the director were happy, sitting in the newly built building, crying silently."

"Many of them have heard the conversation between the government officials and the dean, and understand the stakes. Knowing that the dean was willing to do this, each of them was resentful in their hearts. ”

"Hey......" The man in white sighed softly, speechless for the first time.

Mo Tian raised his head suddenly, and the depths of his dark eyes were even a little red.

"You say that for the sake of the so-called national righteousness, you will sacrifice the life of an innocent person, do you think this is ridiculous?"

The man in white sighed lightly and said slowly.

"The world is for the public, the world is for the private, this is an elusive thing for thousands of years, who can tell right and wrong."

He suddenly understood why the young man in front of him was so stubborn and extreme in concept.

This kind of thing, no matter what happens to anyone, will be difficult for the family to accept, let alone the children who are not mentally open at that time.

"So you should get the idea, right?" Mo Tian's voice cooled, and he turned his head to look directly at the face of the man in white.

"I will never serve these useless righteousness, I will only cherish what I have around me."

"You want me to join you, don't dream...... The First Sage of the Terrans! Oriental God! ”

Mo Tian's eyes looked directly into the eyes of the man in white, staring firmly.

The Tao is not the same, this is the truth.

There are gods in the East, gods in the East.

Mo Tian revealed his identity in one mouth.

This legendary figure in the history of the human race, the supreme 'god' in the hearts of every human race.

Even today, its tall and magnificent sculpture still stands in Freedom Square in the War Fortress, making everyone who passes by reverently respect it from the bottom of their hearts.

Once, when the human race was facing a cataclysm, this white-clothed man rushed into the battlefield with his own strength and fought alone against an army of millions of desolate beasts.

At that time, all the Terran armies, including the Terran powerhouses, were still in a one-sided retreat, even under the leadership of the Sage.

The six saints of war, all seriously wounded.

At this time, the god of the East appeared.

Dressed in white, he walked out of the fortress of war alone.

One man, one sword.

Blood stained the entire battlefield.

No one knew how terrible the battle was, only when they opened the gates the next day.

As far as the sky could see, everything turned purple.

Purple represents the color of the blood of the beast.

Starting from the city wall, the purple blood water almost took the shape of a river and a sea, filling the entire battlefield, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell, and even the sky turned dark purple.

The army of tens of millions of desolate beasts, including the three ninth-level desolate beast emperors, were all killed by the Eastern God.

In the huge battlefield, there is only blood, not famine.

The name of the oriental god has been imprinted in the hearts of every human race since then.

And this battle is called the 'First Battle'!

"Do you understand?" Mo Tian looked coldly at the number one powerhouse of the human race in front of him and said.

The reason why he recognized this Terran number one powerhouse at a glance was very simple...... Appearance.

That's right, it's what it looks like.

To put it more simply, Mo Tian had seen a picture of the Oriental God, and that's it.

The strongest man of the human race does not need to hide his identity, just his invincible power is enough to represent that unique identity.

Besides him, Mo Tian couldn't think of a second person in the human race who could give him such a terrible signal.

It was so terrible that even Mo Tian didn't want to be an enemy of it.

The feeling that the Eastern God gave to Mo Tian was like the feeling that the Mask Man gave him when the ancestor awakened, terrifying and unpredictable.

"I've never regretted what I thought in my heart." This sentence was spoken by the god of the East.

I saw Dongfang God smile slightly, and a warm smile hung on his face again.

"You are private, I am public, and we are just different from each other. The righteousness of the human race is not just for fun, but can only be embodied when it is critical. You haven't experienced it, and you can't guarantee it. ”

"You may say so today, but who can say for sure then? Right? ”

Dongfang God said to Mo Tian with a smile.

This elegant posture, if it weren't for the monstrous aura exuded all over his body, would only make people feel like an ordinary scholar.

"Whatever you want, I just want to tell you that I will not join the war of the Seven Saints, and I will not be trapped in that ridiculous lock of the sky, but I promised people about the matter of the Fortress Federation, and I will definitely reshuffle the battle for power." Mo Tian shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"If you want to stop me, you can do it to me now."

"Are you sure you'll beat me?" Dongfang God suddenly asked with interest.

Mo Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, left a sentence, and then turned around and walked towards the other end of the space.

"I won't be your opponent in a normal battle, but if we fight to the death, we will die together."

There was no mud and water, Mo Tian's voice was only decisive and decisive.

Looking at Mo Tian's back in the distance, Dongfang God stopped, with a mysterious smile in his expression and thoughtful in his eyes.

Quiet, still quiet.

As Mo Tian went away, in the space passage, only the Eastern God was left pondering.

After half a day, Dongfang God slowly raised his head and smiled.

"Sage, I see."

Slowly took out a bag of gold given to him by Sage Kong from his arms, looking at this exquisite ancient bag, he smiled slightly, and his palm suddenly became stronger.

This bag, along with countless fragments of paper, dissipated into the turbulence of space.

"What you're going to tell me, I already know."

The Eastern God turned his head and looked at the end of the spatial passage they had walked to at the other end, and he smiled and muttered to himself.

"What the Terrans can solve by themselves, they have to solve it by themselves, right!"

Smiling slightly, Dongfang God walked forward without looking back. (To be continued.) )