Even if Qin Feng returned to the Qin Mansion, what he was thinking about in the center of his mind was still the words that the teacher had said to him on the top of the sky.

That story couldn't help but make him think of an allusion, sitting in a well and watching the sky.

If everything is arranged by destiny, then what is the meaning of their life?

"What is the Heavenly Dao, does it really exist?"

"Why did the teacher say I wasn't born in a fish pond......

Thinking of this, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body trembled.

"Does the teacher know that I am not the original owner of this body, but have traveled through time?"

Goo-dong.

The Adam's apple rolled, and Qin Feng's heart began to beat faster.

"When did the teacher know that I had crossed over, could it be that when I stepped into Tingyuxuan with Feilan, that bad old man saw the clue?"

"No, it's impossible, at that time, he was just impressed by my literary brilliance and wanted to prostitute my poetry for nothing."

"Could it be that I came to Fengtian City, and after seeing the teacher, he saw through it at a glance?"

The Supreme Immortal Law is one gasification and three clearings, although it is divided into three, it should also be divided into primary and secondary.

At least in his opinion, the Heavenly Prison National Master is much more powerful and reliable than the bad old man.

Well, you can't say that in front of a bad old man......

"But at the moment, it doesn't matter when the teacher knows my secret, the key is his attitude towards me......

It was not stifled as a heresy, but was carefully taught, and even given high hopes.

The words of climbing to the top of the building became clearer and clearer in my mind.

"I'm a variable, and I have the qualifications to flip the chessboard...... Whose chessboard is opened, the way of heaven?" After Qin Feng analyzed, he only felt a mess in his head, and he became more and more confused.

The key is the tone of the Heavenly Prison National Master's speech, as if he was a dying person, entrusting his last words, which made people panic.

"It's a pity that Senior Xuan Yi doesn't know where to go, otherwise I might be able to ask him."

......

In the middle of the night, a white-clothed phantom left the tower with the wind.

The town god Si Yu, who was fishing by the Jiuqu River, suddenly squinted his eyes, and the white-clothed and white-haired Heavenly Prison National Master appeared out of thin air.

"For thousands of years, I haven't seen your real body leave the Heavenly Tower, and now it's a little unaccustomed to meeting you outside." The white-haired and black-haired Zhenshen Si Yu spoke lightly.

The Heavenly Prison National Master sat cross-legged and said loudly, "I've known each other for so long, and I haven't had a good drink together, why don't you have a drink tonight?"

The words fell, and with a wave of white sleeves, a small pot of wine and two wine glasses appeared out of thin air on the shore.

The Celestial Priest of the Town God sniffed lightly and said, "The immortals of Mochizuki Residence are drunk? It is indeed the best wine in the world."

With one in his right hand, the wine glass fell into his hand, and the wine went into the glass like a needle.

Raise your head and drink it, with a long aftertaste.

"Good wine."

The Heavenly Prison Master raised his glass and drank together: "It is indeed good wine."

"If it's just for drinking, you won't come here, if there's anything, you might as well say it directly, there is no need to hide between you and me."

"In the Netherworld, they have obtained the last key, and it is only a matter of time before he is out of control."

Zhenshen Si Yu closed his eyes slightly, and only after a long time did he let out a breath and said, "It's the old man's fault, he shouldn't have crossed a breath in the first place to help Jian'an fight against the candle dragon."

The Heavenly Supervisor shook his head, "It's not your fault, it's in His calculations.

It's ridiculous that I thought I had chosen the right direction among countless forks in the road, but I didn't expect that the fork in the road ended in the same place."

Zhenshen Si Yu's brows furrowed: "This is not like what you would say, the person who persuaded the old man to abandon the darkness and turn to the light with his three-inch tongue is no longer here?"

The founding emperor of Daqian borrowed the Xuanyuan sword and fought with the old man for three days and three nights, just to get today's result?

Or is it the destiny of the old man to choose to turn his back on Him?"

The Heavenly Prison National Master was slightly stunned.

The Priest of the Town God spoke again, "Do you know why the old man chose you back then?"

"Why?"

"I was struck by your words—your own destiny should be in your own hands, and the old man is never anyone's vassal or discarded."

He stood up, his body was agitated, and four big characters were inexplicably carved on the stone slab - the sky cannot be violated.

"The four words you gave to the old man at the beginning, the old man will return them to you now."

Swish!

The violent qi machine swept over, and the word "no" was wiped out, leaving only "heaven/violation."

The Zhenshen Si Yu turned around and said, "The old man knows the real purpose of your coming here, you can rest assured to do your thing, since the old man made a choice, he will not change.

Maybe in the future, when we meet in Huangquan, you and I will be able to have another drink."

"That's fine." The Heavenly Prison National Master smiled slightly, and a stone in his heart fell.

......

In the Nine Prisons, the old man in the black robe looked at the chessboard in the void and was stunned, even if the Heavenly Prison National Master walked to his side, he didn't react.

He seemed to have calculated something, and there was a sad look in his cloudy old eyes.

"It's the same, it's all the same."

"No matter which path you choose, the end result is the same."

"It's ridiculous that I've been fighting with you for thousands of years, and I want to prove that I'm right, what's the difference?"

"The ending is clearly predestined......

The black-robed old man bowed down dejectedly, and the whole person looked very depressed.

After a long time, he slowly turned around and said weakly, "You're here to see my joke?"

"Or do you make up your mind to merge me?"

The Heavenly Supervisor National Master nodded and said, "For the next battle, I need to take away most of your strength."

The black-robed old man was slightly stunned, and when he thought of something, he said with difficulty: "You still want to struggle? You should be like me, after the battle of the ghost world, you saw the scene of the end of the Three Realms, and no one can change it.

Even if he blocked the speed of the destruction of the Zhenlong Monument, even if he suppressed the dragon veins of Fengtian City, he would still be able to break through the seal.

No one can stop ......."

"There are still variables."

"The guy you picked?" The black-robed old man raised his eyes, and then said regretfully, "If you step into the realm of one-grade transcendence, there may still be a chance, but he doesn't have that much time."

"The path he wants to take is different from you and me, and it is different from all kinds of Taoism in the world, it is a road under heaven, and it has nothing to do with the length of the world."

"The road to the world? How difficult......" The black-robed old man shook his head, noncommittal.

"Let's do it." He said no more, and bowed his head in resignation.

The Heavenly Prison National Master placed his palm on the top of his head, and a powerful suction force emerged from his palm, quickly rolling the aura in the black-robed old man's body into his body.

As the aura of the black-robed old man gradually withered, the aura of the Heavenly Prison National Master became stronger and stronger!

But just when the old man in the black robe was about to run out of oil, the lamp was dry