(Maopu Chinese ) A light snow fell and dyed the land of the Central Plains white, and also dyed the world that had risen in troubled times, as if this rain made the whole world quiet and restored peace to the earth, the southern front, whether it was the Qingtian Divine Sect or the Great Song Dynasty, rarely remained calm, while the northern front was quiet but small-scale battles were still there.

Zhao Feng looked at the little snow falling in the sky, and thought of the dragon Xiaoyu in his arms in the pavilion, and the warmth in his heart came out, that kind of warmth, that feeling of being cared for was really good, and he felt very important. Tang Bo stood at the gate of the backyard and looked at Zhao Feng with a smile on his face, and at the same time, Tang Bo felt as relaxed as a big stone landing on his face.

Since that fire, Zhao Feng has not laughed happily like that, hatred still occupies his heart, and Zhao Feng lost his mother in that fire, and he also lost a proper childhood. The master of the academy appeared, took Zhao Feng's little hand and stepped into the mountain behind the academy, since then Zhao Feng has changed, the emperor is ashamed of his child, so he was named the prince at a very young age, and enjoys the treatment that other princes have not had in their lives.

It's just that the fire made Zhao Feng lose too much, too many smiles, and his personality and heart left with the fire, although the fire was released by the royal family as an accident, but many people knew that there was a shadow of the Qingtian Divine Sect in it. When Zhao Feng was born, he fell from the sky, giving the Qingtian Divine Sect a sense of crisis and making the academy see an impossible future.

The master saw Zhao Feng's birth in the back mountain, and also saw its reincarnation, so after the fire that year, the master went to the cherry blossom mountain with a single sword, and cut all the cherry blossoms in one day, and even made all the strong people in the hidden world of the Daomen crippled or died, and from then on, the master was the nightmare of those strong people in the hidden world of the Daomen, and the academy was the nightmare of the Daomen.

The light snow fell and slowly fell to the ground, Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and saw that the snowflakes melted into his hands and turned into water droplets and fell into the ground, his smile became brighter and brighter, and at this time, the maple trees in the courtyard were also in Zhao Feng's smile, and they sprouted and then turned into red maple leaves visible to the naked eye.

The maple trees in the courtyard turned red within a moment, and Zhao Feng's realm unconsciously entered the sixth realm, only to see countless rules appear in the heavens and the earth, and the runes that appeared gathered and the snowflakes that had not yet fallen condensed into magpies, flying in the sky, like the arrival of spring.

Countless cultivators and ordinary people in Lin'an City looked at the magpies that appeared in the sky, they were surprised, they were shocked, and more were happy, the magpies flying in the snow This kind of heavenly auspiciousness shows that the Great Song Dynasty is blessed by the heavens, indicating that the Great Song Dynasty will be the best in the coming year, whether it is a layer or a war, and in the eyes of the cultivators, there is only one situation, there is someone over there who breaks through the five realms and enters the sixth realm, how can they not be happy, on behalf of the Great Song Dynasty, there is a strong person in the sixth realm.

In the academy, the master and Lu Xiaoxiao felt that there was a breath belonging to Zhao Feng in the magpie, and they also smiled slightly at the corner of their mouths, and the little painting saint in the inner city of Lin'an looked at the snow magpie in the sky, smiling, and his eyes were even more confused, and the emperor in the palace looked at the snow magpie outside the imperial study, and his body trembled slightly, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

No one knew why the emperor was crying, but the emperor's smile proved that it was excitement, and now the emperor really wanted to shout out the excitement in his heart. He knew what his beloved brother was, and he knew what he was going to face, so he cried, he laughed, he was excited, and he felt that the future was no longer terrible.

"He has crossed the doorrail of the fifth realm," said Xiao Qing in the Heavenly Dao Temple, with comfort, hesitation, and confusion in his heart.

Li Zizi still said flatly, "Then he is closer to me in the kingdom of God."

Then there was silence, that is, depressing, there was no light in the whole hall, only the sound of heavy breathing, and after a long time, Li Zizi sighed and said, "You have chosen to help me, so you can't hesitate" After speaking, he walked to the goddess and gently wiped the tears.

The goddess was silent, letting Li Zizi wipe away the last resolute reluctance and tears of love, and the tears fell to the ground through Li Zizi's hand, as if closing a book, because the ending was already known.

In the snow forest, Tuoman looked at the sky in the south, there was the Great Song Lin'an, and in the sky, the snow magpie was flying, and there was a white light rushing to the sky, and there were countless avenue rules in the white light, and there was a avenue rule, just like an emperor, surrounded by other avenue rules.

"Haha, who knows in the future" Tuoman laughed, and then looked at the true god in front of him, and the powerhouse of the alien race immediately slashed out.

Zhao Feng was bathed in white light, and felt that countless of the Great Dao rules entered the body, and there was even a Great Dao rule that entered the body like an emperor and combined with the academy seeds, Zhao Feng felt the powerful coercion of the emperor-like Great Dao rules and that irresistible coercion.

"That's fate, the rules of fate," Zhao Feng shouted in surprise in his heart.

Fate cannot be controlled, except for the blue sky and the sun, even the true gods and Buddhas have no way to grasp it, because it is the real master of this world, who controls fate and controls hundreds of millions of lives in the world. The Buddha seems to have opened up the Elysium in the Western Desert Sky, but it is only a small world, and it is still in this big world, and the true god still fails to fight against it for thousands of years, because he is not the real master of this world.

Qingtian Haoyang has controlled the world for thousands of years, because he has sat in the divine throne in the kingdom of God, and has controlled a trace of fate, just a trace of it can dominate the continent, so how powerful is the entity of all the rules of the stool thousands of years ago.

When the rules of fate were integrated into Zhao Feng's body, Zhao Feng took the sea of hearts and stretched out the barrier that was already cracked, and after it was broken, all the memories were integrated into his mind, and those memories belonged to him, or belonged to it before reincarnation.

"Yellow sky and white sun", when Zhao Feng whispered in his mouth, the whole world began to shake.

The statue without a head in the Heavenly Dao Temple, the five wooden swords with their hands together began to vibrate, emitting light in response to Zhao Feng's words, the Tower of Babel, which had been silent in the endless desert for countless years, glowed in response to Zhao Feng's words, and the black stone tablet above the Arctic Snow Mountain emitted no longer black light, but white light in response to Zhao Feng's words, and at this time, the nine heavenly books in various places began to turn the sound of flipping books by themselves in response to Zhao Feng's name.

The forbidden land of the West Desert has been abandoned, at this time, a small shoot grows, and then sprouts, then flourishes, and finally withers into the previous Bodhi ancient tree, the ancient tree emits a faint golden light, and then look at the golden light, the Buddha Shakyamuni appeared, looking at the beam of light in the east and was silent.

The black stele on the top of the Extreme North Snow Mountain emitted a white light, but there was a black figure in the white light, although it was only a black figure, but the breath emitted by that voice was not the breath of a human being at all, the current patriarch of the True God Alien Race and some strong men knelt on the ground and looked at the black figure respectfully.

In the Heavenly Dao View Hall, Li Zizi was full of blue light at this time, illuminating the dim view hall, and the square face and the academy shirt should appear, Xiao Qing saw her peerless face and crazy smile in the blue sky, but there was a completely unfamiliar look on her face.

Li Zizi suddenly raised his right hand, and then waved it lightly towards the north, and then put it down, and at the same time, outside the viewing hall, the bamboo stick of the sloppy Taoist first left his hand, and then swept towards the north. After sweeping the bamboo stick, he saw a blue light swing out and fly towards the north, the target was Zhao Feng, where the green light passed, the snow melted into the silence of the green light world.

It seems that that blue light has become the only existence in this world, whether it is the rules of the Heavenly Dao or the runes, Zhao Feng felt that the blue light could also be seen clearly in the white light, and the person who waved the blue light only smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his smile was cold, and there was even more ridicule, and then he raised his hand lightly and waved.

I saw that the wooden sword that was out of nowhere flew up to meet the blue sky, and a white light swept out, and the blue light and white light disappeared like the only collision in this world.

"I'm back," Zhao Feng said as he looked at the disappearing white and blue light.

Zhao Feng's words are not heard by ordinary people, but cultivators can't hear them, but Li Zizi heard them, Buddha Shakya heard them, and the true god heard them, and he was announcing that he was going to take back what belonged to him and belonged to his kingdom and throne.

Li Zizi was silent, just smiled, Shakya Buddha faintly smiled, and the figure of the true god was calm, as if Zhao Feng's was no threat to them at all.

It's just that in a mansion in Lin'an, where they don't know, the little painting saint looked at the direction where Zhao Feng was, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and in the smile, there was helplessness, happiness, and gentleness, because they were fate.

"Congratulations, you're back," the little painter said softly.

(Haha, Zhao Feng's identity announcement really started excitingly, this is not the ending, this is the real beginning.) Say in advance that the master is the key role) cat flutter Chinese