The Tianjing sand, which has been silent for thousands of years, has been in the rain for a long time; At this moment, Bodhi was revived, as if the Holy King had awakened, and all things were reborn.

Gentle breeze, misty drizzle; Green grassland, hazy world.

In the originally scarce and barren demon world, the earth has long been dry, and the demon veins and aura have been lost! Now, due to the arrival of the Son of the Three Realms, he has been irrigated with hard work, and he has been able to bathe in too pure air; In the blink of an eye, the earth is full of spring, everything is recovering, and the demon veins and aura are gathering again.

Seeing the revival of the demon vein, the queen was overjoyed and reveled in this green mountain and green water.

The Nine Heavens Xuannu looked at the queen with a happy look on her face, and she suddenly felt a sense of relief in her heart, and a smile appeared on her face.

Immediately, he set his eyes on the bright wind of a side; But he saw that Ming Shangfeng's eyes were dull, and his expression was in a trance, as if he had lost too much blood, consumed yuan very dramatically, his consciousness was dissipated, and his body was extremely weak.

Seeing this, the Nine Heavens Xuannu's face was instantly full of doubts, her eyes were full of care, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of worry in her heart.

I thought to myself: Since I met Ming Shang, I have never seen him look so dazed. In the past, he was killed by the Ghost Emperor, even if his flesh and blood were separated, his Yuan Shen, his will was still tenacious and unyielding. As far as I know about him, this situation will definitely not be as simple as a blood loss and a serious injury, Ming Shang must still have a dark injury in his body.

Just when the Nine Heavens Xuannu was about to ask Ming Shang Zhifeng's injury, she saw Ming Shang's sluggish gaze, looked into the distance, muttered in her mouth, and read the poem:

There is a heart of mountains and rivers, and there is no heart dust,

I saw the breeze but not the clouds.

The smoke and waves of the West Lake are vast,

Jixian sits in meditation and waits for the dawn.

Accompanied by a desolate and melodious tone, Ming Shangfeng looked at the green mountains and green waters in the distance, and couldn't help reciting a poem.

This poem is the mind and experience of meditating on the shore of West Lake for a night when the former Ming Shang Feng incarnated as a mortal, after the loss of mana, and when he was isolated and helpless.

What is the reason why a person would rather be in love with the mountains and rivers, and never have the heart to ask about the fate of the earth! Is it because of the sinking of human nature?

What is the problem that makes a person only want to feel the oncoming breeze with his heart, but he does not want to look at the floating clouds in the sky! Is it because of the hypocrisy of the human heart?

Silent night contemplation, yesterday's events; When I first arrived, with the gentle breeze, I walked leisurely and unconsciously came to the Fengbo Pavilion.

Thinking about it, it seemed to feel something, and suddenly I looked up, and the words came into view. In an instant, some fragments came to mind; Immediately, the fragments of memory were stitched together into a complete picture.

It seems that time has gone back to a thousand years ago, it was the eternal injustice of the Fengbo Pavilion, the national hero who served the country loyally all his life, and finally ended up like this, the children of China were sad, and even heaven and earth were pitied!

The past is vivid, and Ming Shangfeng inadvertently looked at his chest, which was the red star mark branded by his youth for his dreams and his country.

Since then, Red Star has been connected and has not forgotten its original intention; Do not do any evil, but do all good; Selfless and selfless, for the country and the people.

But in the end, he was enthusiastic and loyal, but in exchange for the ridicule of mortals! In exchange for the bullying of the wicked! In exchange, he was framed by a traitor!

The wind of Mingshang, who sat quietly in the Jixian Pavilion for a night, finally ushered in the dawn of dawn!

The drizzle is misty, and the weeping willows on the shore are melodious in the wind; On the vast surface of the lake, the reflection of distant mountains is reflected.

Looking at the smoke and rain of the West Lake in front of him, the wind of Mingshang, who had lost blood and was weakened by multiple gods, inadvertently, fell into the whirlpool of chaotic memory, as if he was in an upside-down dream.

Once, he served the motherland with enthusiasm, and he thought about the motherland everywhere in his heart, but in the end, he was calculated everywhere, bullied everywhere, framed everywhere, and finally ended up disheartened!

Why did loyalty get in exchange for these, he didn't ask, and he didn't want to ask!

Once, my selfless dedication to society and selfless dedication to others, but in exchange for social oppression, other people's calculations and bullying, and the intensified exploitation!

Why did kindness get in exchange for these, he didn't ask, and he didn't want to ask!

Or maybe I'm tired, so I don't want to ask!

In glorious times to do charity,

At the time of Takutaku, he lived in the park.

Listen to the wind and rain on the broken bridge,

Above the West Lake, let Lan be.

Although I have the heart of the world, I lost a lot of luck!

Although I have a heart, I lose a lot of affection!

Red clouds and evening clouds, twilight falling. Ming Shangzhi came to the West Lake casually, inadvertently, walked past Su Xiaoxiao's tomb, looked at the hexagonal pavilion, and sighed that since ancient times, how thin life is, life is short, in the end, there is only a light sigh!

Looking at the afterglow of the sunset, it is the time that cannot be kept, it is the time that is slowly disappearing! The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk, not only inexplicably surging with a burst of sadness!

I am on the shore of the West Lake, and the West Lake is a post station on the journey. If you ask where you can stop, everything is according to fate, and heaven and earth can settle down everywhere!

I am in the smoke and rain, and the smoke and rain are a gift from God. The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are picturesque, the smoke and waves are vast, and they are all in my eyes, and there is a landscape everywhere in the world.

If you ask where it is suitable for cultivation, you can enjoy bitterness and happiness, and everything in the world will go naturally.

Above the firmament, in the starry sky, the two figures that were originally facing each other, the Dark Universe Demon Venerable and the Light Universe Black Dragon, their eyes invariably locked on the nebula in the depths of the universe, the shrinking dark matter halo.

Darkuniverse Demon Venerable: See! As soon as that dark matter halo disappears, the Emperor of the Dark Realm will sweep the heavens and the earth with boundless dark energy. At that time, no one in the Three Realms will be able to stop the Emperor of the Dark Realm, and your stubborn resistance will only increase the casualties.

Light Celestial Black Dragon: Could it be that if the Three Realms give up resistance, the Dark Emperor will let the beings of the Three Realms go?

The Dark Emperor is intent on devouring the Three Realms, and his purpose is to turn the Three Realms into his laboratory, and to turn the beings of the Six Realms into his experiments, I'm not wrong!

Seeing this, the Dark Universe Demon Venerable laughed: It's different to talk to smart people, now that you know the motives of the Dark Emperor, then this seat will not hide it.

You're right, no matter whether the Three Realms resist or not, the Dark Emperor will not let go of the Six Realms of Beings. But you are different, you are the quantum black dragon of the Light Universe, not the six realms of the Three Realms. As long as this seat speaks a few kind words for you in front of the Dark Emperor, I believe that the Dark Emperor will be happy to accept you as a strong general.

The black dragon of the Light Universe stared intently, the dark matter halo that was gradually disappearing, and said coldly: The real purpose of the Dark Universe is the Light Universe! If you want to use me to deal with the Light Universe, I should really say that you are ignorant! Still stupid!

Sui turned around slowly, stared at the Dark Universe Demon Venerable with cold eyes, and said slowly: I can't imagine that the dignified Dark Universe Demon Venerable is just a person with a sword wrapped around his tongue and a scheming heart, it is really better to meet than to be famous.

Seeing this, the Dark Universe Demon Venerable snorted lightly: Heh, the speed of the tongue can't save the group of ants in the Three Realms, so let's show some strength and let the Dark Emperor see and understand!

With a disdainful expression on his face, the Black Dragon of the Light Universe said coldly: The emperor of the dark realm has someone to deal with, and the duel between the emperor and the emperor does not need you and me to worry about, I just need to keep an eye on you, the conspirator.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the Dark Universe Demon Venerable laughing, and said slowly: The duel between the emperor and the emperor, do you think that the emperor of the underworld can deal with the emperor of the underworld! Then you are overestimating the style of Mingshang.

The Black Dragon of the Light Universe looked at the Dark Universe Demon Venerable with cold eyes, and said coldly: Do you think that the Emperor of the Dark Realm is also worthy of being the opponent of the Son of the Light Universe! Then you are overestimating the Emperor of the Dark Realm.

Dark Universe Demon Venerable: Hehe! The Emperor of the Underworld, the Wind of Mingshang, and the Son of the Light Universe finally no longer conceal his identity!

Light Black Dragon: Hmph! Didn't you already know that, so why pretend!

Suddenly, the Dark Universe Demon Venerable looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: Hahaha! The son of Guangzhou, the immortal myth who once led the God Emperor Seven Dragons to sweep the galaxy, can indeed be regarded as a strong man above the supergods. It's a pity that since he was defeated by the Lord of the Dark Universe and swallowed by the black hole, the Ming Shang Feng who was reincarnated again is no longer a concern.

The wind of Ming Shang of several reincarnations, first invaded the bone marrow by the poison of confusion and fascination, and then was robbed of the divine source essence by the dark energy, and now he is deeply trapped in the upside-down dream, and can only stay in the demon world to count the stars.

The salvation you are looking forward to, the Son of Light, will probably never return......