As if the Emperor of Heaven wanted to vent his anger, the lightning and thunder that were more than a hundred times more powerful than usual made the entire Five Elements Continent tremble, many high mountains and dangerous peaks were struck by lightning, rockslides and mountains were destroyed, and countless heavenly trees were added to the thunder and lightning and disappeared. Then the earth cracked, torrential rain poured, hurricanes and hail raged, as if the end was coming.

After the natural disaster, a monk and two figures suddenly appeared in the sky above a ruin. The Taoist is wearing a pure white robe, with white clothes, white hair and white beard, quite immortal bones. The monks are kind and kind-eyed, and their eyebrows and beards are white, but they are still in good spirits and calm.

"Monk Kong, why are you stopping me from killing him. plotting against the way of heaven is either evil or demonic, and he does have the blood of an evil god in his body. If you don't get rid of the evil demons today, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!"

"Changzhen Taoist, don't be impatient. The path of cultivation is originally against the sky, so in this way, you and I are also evil demons. ”

"You...... These are two different things!"

"Although this son has the blood of the evil god in his body, he has an artifact to protect his body, and his body is full of divine qi, and his achievements in the future are limitless, and maybe he will shine on my righteous path!"

"Speaking of which, you're soft-hearted. Well, since you're going to insist, I'll let you go. You and I will be limited to 20 years, and in 20 years, none of us can interfere and leave it to its own devices. Twenty years later, it is regarded as right and evil. If there are bad deeds, I will kill them at that time!" After the Changzhen Daoist finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash.

"Hey, whether it's a blessing or a curse, it depends on your own creation!" Monk Kongkong looked down at the ruins under his feet, and his figure slowly faded away.

As soon as the two disappeared, a baby's cry was heard. It is also very strange that a baby's voice can be heard at a height of nearly a thousand meters.

Following the gaze of the empty monk just now, he could see that in the ruins below, there was a well-preserved large bluestone one zhang square. On the bluestone is an abandoned baby wrapped in a layer of swaddling clothes. The little abandoned baby hung a broken purple-gold gourd around his neck, and the swaddling clothes wrapped around his body were so transparent that they seemed to be there, but a few black fonts faintly flashed on it: "Lin'er's name is Tu Tian, inheriting his father's ambition to win the sky."

Could it be that the object of the dispute between the two just now turned out to be such an abandoned baby who had just been born?