Everyone passed through the light gate, only to feel dizzy, and in a flash of white light, they came to a valley with green mountains and green waters. 『

The cranes are flying slowly, all kinds of elixirs and spiritual grasses are growing not far away, and the aura is wandering in the void space like water, which is much richer than the core area of the sect of the big forces in the outside world, I don't know how many times.

In the deepest part of the valley, there is a dilapidated thatched hut.

In front of the thatched house, an old man in sackcloth was holding a hoe in both hands, and was cultivating a prescription medicine field.

At this time, everyone's eyes widened, looking at the elixir near the old man, and they smacked their tongues in amazement.

At the feet of the old man, there was a six-colored flower with oil, exuding a rich medicinal fragrance, but the old man took a step back and crushed it with one foot, and the old monsters of Nirvana were so distressed that they stomped their feet.

"The Six Illusion Flowers, the legendary Six Illusion Flowers, are like weeds on the side of the road being trampled to death, this, this...... What a wreck!"

A Nirvana monk was looking sadly at the Six Illusion Flowers that had been turned into mud, and his expression was as if the Six Illusion Flowers were his.

As for the other old monsters, although they were not so excited, the corners of their mouths kept twitching, but they reflected the shock in their hearts.

Beside the old man, there was a rough iron kettle, which seemed to be a medicine pot used to water flowers, but it deeply attracted the eyes of the old monsters of Nirvana.

"Nine, Nine Shadows Iron, that's Nine Shadows Iron, this ......"

That's right, the rough medicine pot placed next to the old man is made of the best refining material Nine Mysterious Iron, even if it is a strong person in the Holy Realm, the refining material that will be moved by it, in the hands of the old man, it has become a medicine pot for watering flowers and grass, which is too shocking.

The old man seemed to feel something, put down the hoe in his hand, got up and looked at everyone, and then took the medicine pot to himself and watered the seeds of the medicinal herbs he had just planted.

Among the crowd, an old man in a clear robe sniffed his nose, his face changed suddenly, and he was just about to rush forward to stop the behavior of the old man in Mai, but he was held down by the people on the side.

"What are you doing, let go of the old man, do you know what is in that medicine pot, it is the three-life divine water, the three-life divine water that comprehends the laws of heaven and earth!"

What the!?

As soon as these words came out, all the Nirvana monks looked at the old man in sackcloth in horror again, their eyes were red, and they were all gearing up, ready to rush up at any time and snatch the medicine pot from the old man's hand.

If the Nine Shadows and Netherworld Iron shocked them, then the water in the medicine pot used to water the elixir seeds made them feel that the whole world was crazy.

The Three-Life Divine Water, which is regarded as the supreme treasure in the cultivation world, can help the monks comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and is a supreme treasure for the powerhouses of the Holy Realm, and for the Nirvana monks, it is something that can help them advance to the Holy Realm, even more precious than their lives.

The old monsters of Nirvana trembled, not because they were afraid or angry, but they were trying their best to restrain the restlessness in their hearts.

Their hearts were struggling, and their red eyes flashed with the light of reason, suppressing their greed.

A person who has so many treasures is definitely an extraordinary existence, at least he can survive in the Tower of Strange Fortune, this kind of person is definitely a forbidden existence.

It's just that no matter how high the cultivation is, it is impossible to treat the supreme treasure of heaven and earth so wastefully, unless the other party is a mortal, a mortal who has no cultivation at all.

If the old man is an ordinary mortal, everyone is a hundred willing to believe it, but this is definitely not the case, and they will try their best to restrain their greed.

"The juniors have the liberty to visit, and they also ask the seniors to give advice!" the white-clothed monk took the lead and bowed respectfully to the old man.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly followed along to give gifts, and all of them had a little hope in their hearts, that is, if they were favored by the old man, they would give them a spiritual treasure or a treasure of heaven and earth, and this trip to the Qiyuan Tower would definitely not come in vain.

It's just that the old man didn't pay attention to them at all, just like a breeze blowing in his ears, and continued to water his elixir seeds.

Seeing that the old man didn't answer, the old monsters looked at each other and continued: "Senior......"

"What are you shouting, what are you not a predecessor, Lao Tzu has not been a predecessor for many years, aren't you here for that kind of strange fate?"

"If you want any strange fate, it's inside the house, don't bother me!"

The old man threw away the medicine pot in his hand and walked towards the back of the thatched hut, not knowing what to do again.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and finally it was the white-clothed monk who took the lead and walked towards the thatched hut together.

Knock knock~

The whitefriar knocked on the door, and without thinking about it for a long time, he pushed the door hard.

With a 'crunch', the wooden door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and everyone walked in in amazement.

The house was rudimentary and small, but barely managed to get all fifteen of them inside.

The room was full of all kinds of dilapidated tables, chairs and benches, as well as some ordinary household things, others might be very unfamiliar with these things, but Qin Ming felt a little intimate, and had the illusion of returning to Caoyun Village.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, a sound of doubt sounded in the room, and when everyone turned their eyes, they saw a colorful talisman seal on each head, emitting a dreamy light.

Xiuxiu~~

Fifteen colorful talismans fell, submerging into the eyebrows of everyone.

Suddenly, everyone felt confused, and when they came back to their senses, they were now in a chaotic and misty space.

In addition to the strange gray fog and rolling waves, there were also bursts of inexplicable sounds coming from the depths of the gray fog, which made them immediately feel their scalps numb.

They were now all around but themselves, and it seemed as if they were all cut off from each other.

Just when they thought that they were in some dangerous situation again, the chaotic mist continued to roll, and a fist-sized ball of colorful light appeared in front of them.

"Someone who is destined, say the questions you want to ask. ”

In the ball of light, a peaceful voice came out, which lifted their spirits, and they remembered what the old man said before, and then realized that they were not in danger, but came to the so-called strange space.

At this time, the scene that the fifteen of them were in, and the colorful light balls they encountered were exactly the same, and the sounds they heard were the same, but they were all separated.

Qin Ming stared at the colorful ball of light for a long time, touched his chin, he had a few questions he wanted to ask the ball of light, but there was only one chance, which made him in a dilemma for a while.

The purpose of his coming to the Strange Fate Tower was to obtain the so-called Strange Fate and ask about the whereabouts of the Wind Demon Ape.

Now the fate is in front of him, but a question buried in his heart suddenly comes to his mind, he wants to know his true identity more than the whereabouts of the Wind Demon Ape.

He, Qin Ming, who has lived in Caoyun Village since he was a child, who is he?

Perhaps, this is the real reason why he subconsciously came to Qiyuan Tower, because the purpose of his coming to Beikuzhou is to know his identity.

It's just that it is possible to know his true identity, except for Mo Nianzhu, who has become a fake dead, there is only his father Qin Sheng.

It's just that Qin Sheng has already gone away to the three states of heaven to find the immortal liquid that resurrected Mo Nianzhu, and his life and death are still uncertain, if Qin Sheng has an accident, I'm afraid he will no longer be able to know who he is.

Fate is in front of him, how can he not want to know his background.

"Is it okay to ask any question?" Qin Ming asked at the Colorful Light Ball.

"Entering the Tower of Wonder, passing the test is to have Wonderland, and you can ask any question. The voice came from the ball of colorful light again.

Hearing this, Qin Ming didn't hesitate at all, and asked directly: "In that case, please tell me, who is my true identity?"

"Your identity is ......"

Boom~

As he spoke, the ball of colorful light exploded and turned into a piece of colorful spiritual light.

At the same time, in the chaotic space on the ninth floor of the Qiyuan Tower, the four vortices have existed for eternity.

Suddenly, the last illusory vortex shook violently, and a terrifying wind erupted from it, causing the gray-robed old man below to open his eyes all at once.

"It's not good, someone touched the immortal machine!"

The moment the gray-robed old man stood up, he disappeared in place.

In the gray space, looking at the suddenly shattered ball of colorful light, Qin Ming's expression was stunned for a while, he didn't know what was going on.

Swish!

A figure flashed, and it was the gray-robed old man of the ninth layer, who appeared in front of Qin Ming.

"Little friend, can you change the question?" said the gray-robed old man.

"Why? Isn't it possible to ask any question, is there a problem with my identity?" Qin Ming said excitedly, glaring at the gray-robed old man.

However, he had other plans in his heart, and in this state of rage, he tempted the gray-robed old man.

It's just that the gray-robed old man shook his head and sighed: "Little friend, your identity has been deceived by a certain being, and without that person's consent and unsealing, anyone who touches this secret will die." ”

"What did you say?"

Qin Ming's expression changed suddenly, and countless speculations flashed in his heart.

Who would have deceived him? What is the secret of his identity? Why do people who touch such a secret die?

Could it be ......

Suddenly, he had a guess, a fact he wouldn't admit even if he died, and his breathing began to rapid.

Could it be that from the moment he stepped into the cultivation realm, or even earlier, his fate was arranged by a certain being, like a puppet bound by silk threads, and he walked step by step according to the prior arrangement of that existence, until that person's purpose was achieved.

If that's the case, it's too horrible and cruel!

Every step of his life has been arranged, and this kind of thing will be terrifying for anyone.

I thought that my life was to come out step by step by myself, but I didn't expect that someone had arranged it in advance, so what is the meaning of his existence in this world?

There is a mind and a self, but there is no real life, like a bird trapped in a huge cage, when he one day finds that he has been kept in captivity, and has been living and growing up under surveillance, this kind of thing will make anyone feel numb.

This is fate, does it belong to him Qin Ming's fate?

Qin Ming's whole body was paralyzed to the ground, obviously not believing this fact.