"What?!! my mom is still alive?" Zhou Feng couldn't believe it, thinking that his dad was talking nonsense.

"Well," the middle-aged man nodded, affirming Zhou Feng's question, he withdrew his hand into the black and red sarcophagus, and pondered: "Actually, Hong Yun's death has always been a knot in my heart that I have never been able to untie, I know it is my fault, but I have never had the courage to admit it." This guilt was so deeply etched in my mind that I had to drink heavily to get by, so when the creator god appeared before me, I made a deal with the gods. ”

"Creation God, you met the Creation God, Dad, what deal did you make with him?" Zhou Feng asked.

"The God of Creation is everywhere, and one day you will see it too, and as for the transaction--- I will exchange 10,000 years of protection for the rebirth of my wife. The middle-aged man said very indifferently.

"Ten thousand years, guard?" Zhou Feng asked puzzled.

"Yes, at the cost of guarding this ancient tomb for 10,000 years. The middle-aged man said.

Zhou Feng said helplessly: "It's enough for 10,000 years now, right?

The middle-aged man smiled, his shriveled face was a little sunken, but Zhou Feng felt extremely sad.

The middle-aged man said, "It's still ten years away, but the people I need to wait for have already arrived." ”

Zhou Feng asked rhetorically: "The person you are talking about can't be me, right?"

The middle-aged man said with relief: "That's right, the wheel of fate has begun to run, son, you are carrying the secrets of this world." ”

Zhou Feng said a little loudly: "Dad, are you crazy, what fate, what secret, I came to this world except for the black magic that everyone respects and avoids, there is no difference between me and others, if there is really a difference, it is that I have no father, no family, and I can't find my younger brother." ”

The middle-aged man didn't get angry, and said patiently, "Do you really feel like you're ordinary?

Zhou Feng hurriedly asked, "How do you know my dark power?"

Liu Mengmeng, who was listening quietly next to her, widened her eyes, even though she had been with Zhou Feng for so long, she never knew what dark power Zhou Feng had, she always thought that Zhou Feng was an ice cultivator.

In fact, it wasn't Zhou Feng who lied to her, but when they first met, they couldn't be sure whether the other party was trustworthy, and after getting acquainted with it, Liu Mengmeng didn't ask, and Zhou Feng didn't mention it again, and even if he told him the secret that he was carrying a dark body, I am afraid it would only bring unnecessary danger to Liu Mengmeng.

The middle-aged man smiled lovingly: "Because you have fate." ”

Zhou Feng disagreed: "Although this dark magic is rare, if you really want to practice, it is ...... everywhere."

Zhou Feng just wanted to say it all over the place, but the middle-aged man interrupted: "Son, do you really think that you are just dark magic? What you have in your body is not magic, it is darkness, pure darkness. ”

Although Zhou Feng also guessed that his dark power was not ordinary dark magic, but when he heard his father in front of him say this, he didn't know whether it should be happy or fearful, and dark magic that was not evil should be happy, but if this was not dark magic, what was it? Pure darkness? Could this be something more terrifying?

Zhou Feng looked at his hands, lowered his head and pondered: "Am I carrying the power of evil?"

The middle-aged man said word by word: "It's not the power of evil, it's the power of destruction." ”

"Then what's the difference?" Zhou Feng asked, his eyes a little numb.

The middle-aged man raised his withered hand, touched Zhou Feng's head, and said, "With ugliness in your heart, destruction is evil, if you use this power to eliminate the dirty, then destruction is to regenerate good people." ”

Zhou Feng pondered for a long time and said to his father, "I seem to understand. ”

The middle-aged man let out a long sigh, as if his forehead had been stretched for tens of thousands of years, and his body was relieved.

The middle-aged man said, "I have something for you, and that's what I'm waiting here for." ”

Zhou Feng stopped him and asked, "I still haven't figured out one thing, why did Dad appear 10,000 years ago, not last June." ”

The middle-aged man said with deep meaning: "This matter is up to you to figure it out, and one day you will see the shadow hidden behind this prosperous world." ”

Zhou Feng wanted to ask again, but the middle-aged man stopped talking, only to see him sacrificing to the sky with both hands, chanting words in his mouth, and his expression was extremely pious.

Beads of sweat flowed down his air-dried face, and after a long time, finally a pitch-black black curtain fell from above, and the black curtain dispersed, and a strange device in a state was born, slowly turning in the tomb.

There is no complicated chanting, no splendid opening, but this artifact seems to contain endless divine power, and the chest of the coercive person is stuffy.

Only Zhou Feng did not receive its influence, as if the thing itself was his own.

Cast from an unknown black-red metal, it is half-moon-shaped, about a meter high, and curved like a crescent moon to form a perfect arc.

The middle-aged man's breath was a little uneven, as if this summoning had exhausted half of his physical strength, and after a while, he said: "This weapon is called Shura Tu, it is a magic weapon that belongs only to you, and when you merge with it, you will enter the Shura Ghost Domain and advance to the Shura Dao." ”

Zhou Feng said, "Shura Dao?"

The middle-aged man said: "The path of assura is the way of destruction, and it is also the way of destruction, after entering the path of asura, the power of darkness in your body will be sublimated, and you will truly master the power of darkness." ”

Zhou Feng said: "I don't like to destroy anything, I feel that the ice element is very good now, and I don't want to enter any Shura Dao." ”

The middle-aged man said, "I believe that one day you will understand the meaning of the Shura Tu to you, and the day you summon the Shura Tu will be the time when the world trembles." ”

As the two of them were talking, this Shura diagram shrunk to the size of a fingernail, stuck to Zhou Feng's back, and disappeared.

Zhou Feng shook his shoulder, neither painful nor comfortable, as if nothing had happened.

The middle-aged man coughed and said in a deep voice, "The 10,000-year wait is over, and I will continue to sleep." ”

Zhou Feng raised his hand, his mouth grew for a while, and finally said, "Dad, don't you want to talk to me for a while?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were glazed, and the corners of his mouth leaked a reassuring smile, but tears wet his clothes.

"Let's talk for a while. After a pause, he continued: "By the way, is this girl my future daughter-in-law? Come closer, let me see." ”

Liu Mengmeng's face was shy: "Sort of, but we're not married yet."

turned to ask Zhou Feng in a low voice: "Should I call my father-in-law or my father.....?"

The middle-aged man heard it all in his ears, and said with a hearty smile: "It's all good, it's all good." ”

Later, he said: "This girl is a rare ancient physique, I can't imagine that after 10,000 years of the war of gods and demons, I can still see the genius of the ancient body, but it's strange why I haven't awakened?"

(End of chapter.) ）