An Le looked at the figure that appeared in front of him, obviously his face was very ordinary, but An Le wanted to remember the appearance of the other party, but it was extremely difficult and difficult.

The visitor looked like a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, dressed in ordinary clothes, with an unpredictable breath and deep eyes, just like the starry sky he had seen before.

It is as if the eyes contain the entire starry sky, vast and deep.

An Le has imagined many images of the Holy Master, but there is no such thing in front of him.

He had thought that the Holy Master might be an old man with immortal wind bones, dressed in a white robe, with a fluttering fairy aura.

He once thought that the holy master might be an elegant and scholarly figure, full of poetry and books.

I also thought that the holy master might be the image of a wise old man, on crutches, and formed a unique temperament because of years and experience.

But he never thought that what the Holy Master presented in front of him would be an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.

Although An Le can't remember the appearance of the Holy Master for the time being, it is obvious that the image of the Holy Master has a great way out of the image in An Le's heart.

The holy master picked up the wine jug again, held the wine jug from afar, and the wine in the jug crossed the crystal clear arc and drilled into the mouth of the holy master, and the rich aroma of old rice wine was permeating.

On the face of the Holy Master, a touch of enjoyment couldn't help but appear.

Then, the Holy Master looked at An Le and handed him the wine jug.

"You're the only one who came to talk to me with a flask, and the most common rice wine among the mortals."

"I'm quite impressed."

The Holy Master said with a smile.

His words brought An Le back to his senses from his doubts and shocks.

"Do you think my image is a bit different from the image you have in mind?" The Holy Master sat on the boulder, face to face with An Le, and smiled lightly.

"You and I have a conversation, a rare opportunity, if you have any doubts in your heart, just say it, if I can solve your doubts, I will go all out to give you an answer."

Hearing this, An Le's eyes flashed with a glint of essence, and he nodded and said: "The image of the Holy Master, in my heart, should be the image of a wise old man, but now it seems that the Holy Master ...... It doesn't seem to be a fixed look. ”

The middle-aged man-like holy master suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Oh? ”

"The appearance of the predecessors should be deliberately created for me to see, I can see the appearance of the predecessors, but I can't remember this appearance, because the appearance is ordinary? It should be more than that, it seems to be because of the power that the predecessors have that can erase their own image in people's hearts. ”

An Le said.

The Holy Master laughed: "It is worthy of being a genius who can condense the power of the Heart Sword of the Ganye Temple in the Five Realms." ”

"You feel right, I've lived too long, I've forgotten my appearance, I'm not in the world all the year round, and I've been in the world for a long time, and I've made an image in the world......"

"The power that you feel that can erase the image in your memory is actually the power of the rules that belongs to me, my true appearance, the rules of this heaven and earth cannot be carried, and it is beyond the scope of what this world can record, so this situation will occur."

"In short, I'm too strong."

The holy master smiled, then took another sip of the wine in the pot, and said with emotion: "The strong people in the world have drunk too many kinds of wine, whether it is wine made from elixirs, wine cultivated in mines, or wine refined by stars...... It is no better than a sip of mundane grain wine that does not contain any aura. ”

"Because it's ordinary, it's so memorable."

"Pyrotechnics are only brewed in the ordinary."

An Le glanced at the old rice wine, but he didn't drink again.

The mountains were hazy with smoke and rain, and the phantoms of the six holy mountains lay between heaven and earth, as if they had supported the passage for the holy master to return to the world.

The bridge between heaven and earth was erected, and the Holy Master came across the bridge.

"Why did you choose this mountain? As a place to talk to me? ”

Before An Le could ask, the Holy Master opened his mouth instead, which made An Le stunned.

The Holy Master looked at An Le: "You and I are talking, talking to each other, naturally you ask me if you have questions, and I ask you if I have questions, you and I are equal identities." ”

"Perhaps, this is the reason for fate, out of Lin'an, standing at the gate of the city, the smoke and rain are thick, covering the eyes, I can only roughly see the appearance of the cold mountain, can not observe it closely, so I choose to give everything to fate, I practice the sword, naturally the sword qi is the guide, the sword qi of Fusong Mountain echoes the strongest, I choose it." An Le said calmly, this is indeed the reason for his choice.

"Every mountain, in fact, has its own spirituality, the more spiritual things there are, when they choose to face, they will do their best to show themselves."

"Mountains are no exception, Fusong Mountain was once chosen by Li Youan, that time, Fusong Mountain failed to become a holy mountain, I thought that this mountain would never have a chance to become a holy mountain again, but I never thought that you chose it again, fate comes and goes."

"It is destined to be the seventh mountain, then it is the seventh mountain."

The Holy Master nodded, quite satisfied with An Le's answer.

And the fall of his words also means that this Fusong Mountain has truly become the seventh mountain of the holy mountain, and there will be no more accidents like when Li You'an was there, and no changes will be made.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a dark will descending, and the entire Fusong Mountain, at this moment, has undergone an inexplicable transformation.

The mountain lords in the shadows of the six holy mountains looked at each other, bowed their heads slightly, and their primordial spirits once again separated into wisps, stepped out of their respective holy mountains, and between their steps, like above the mountains, they turned into meteors in the sky and crashed into the seventh mountain.

The phantoms of the six mountain lords fell on each section of the mountain road of the seventh mountain, like flowers in full bloom.

The Holy Master and An Le were still sitting on the top of the mountain, and between the wind and rain, An Le's white clothes were constantly fluttering.

"An Le, you once took away the future sword qi I left behind in the cliff, have you understood the future?" The Holy Master said.

An Le didn't expect that the Holy Master would ask him another question, was the identity of the two reversed?

Dialogue with the Holy Master, Dialogue with the Holy Master...... Isn't he supposed to be the one who asks questions?

However, in the face of the Holy Master's inquiry, An Le thought about it and said: "I have seen the fall of Great Zhao, the shattering of mountains and rivers, the trampling of Yuanmeng iron horses, the smoke of beacon fires, the destruction of cities, and the death of people. ”

An Le recalled the ink painting he had seen on the cliff, and couldn't help but say it, An Le had never said this to others, but for the Holy Master, An Le did not have this taboo, after all, it was precisely because of the future sword qi left by the Holy Master that he could see the future.

Hearing this, the Holy Master smiled gently: "Do you think this future is real?" Will Da Zhao really be trampled on by the Yuanmeng Iron Horse? ”

An Le thought about it, and combined with the experience of his previous life, he nodded seriously.

"Future...... There are infinite possibilities, what you see may not be the real future, the changes in the world will never change because of personal will, everything in heaven and earth pays attention to a law of its own. ”

"Just like the change of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, just like the flow of day and night, this is the rule of the existence of heaven and earth itself, and there are rules for human existence when people live in the world."

"The change of dynasty may be just a leaf falling from a big tree in autumn, and next spring, new leaves will grow."

The holy master sat cross-legged on the boulder, his eyes shining.

"The past, the present and the future, these three powers, are a gift I have left to the world, Li Youan talked to me, he used to be full of doubts, he asked me a lot of questions, perhaps, he did not find a satisfactory answer to me."

"He cares whether Da Zhao will fall, but as far as I am concerned, Da Zhao is just an ordinary dynasty among many dynasties, and it can only be said that if it is decayed, there will be changes."

The Holy Master's eyes were deep, like stars in the sky.

"It may be cruel to say, but the Holy Mountain has never been involved in the change of the dynasty, even if it was 10,000 years ago, the existence that became the first emperor in the world, the fall of his dynasty, the Holy Mountain still did not come forward and make a move, the Holy Mountain has an opponent belonging to the Holy Mountain."

"No matter how chaotic the world is, the Holy Mountain will not interfere, unless the rules are broken, because chaos can produce real heroes, and the Holy Mountain has the opponent of the Holy Mountain."

The Holy Master said something that An Le couldn't understand.

An Le's eyes showed a little dazed, the holy mountain was transcendent, and the holy master was even more powerful than to guess, such an existence, would there be an opponent?

"The opponent is ...... Celestial immortals? ”

An Le thought for a moment and asked.

The Holy Master smiled, picked up the flask and took a sip of wine, and said with some meaning: "You think it is, then it is." ”

An Le heard this, but he became more and more at a loss, because he thought of a question.

If the opponent of the Holy Mountain is an immortal......

The army of immortals that the First Emperor faced...... What's going on?

The green mountains were dyed with the blood of the immortals, and the immortals besieged the peerless emperor of the world, where was the holy mountain at that time? Where is the Holy Master?

The Holy Master seemed to think of the doubts in An Le's heart, and his gaze fell on the yellowed broken bamboo sword on An Le's waist.

"It's a very good sword."

The Holy Master said softly: "Qingshan buried the bones, the emperor who created the legend, has the courage to dare to challenge the immortals, but in fact, the immortals ...... He is also a human being, and he is not beyond the constraints of the human world. ”

"But immortals are different from people, or rather, there is a difference in the place where they live, you know this difference...... What is it? ”

The Holy Master began to ask An Le again, and he seemed to like to ask An Le questions, and An Le didn't know if the Holy Master was talking to other people like this.

However, An Le still carefully pondered the words spoken by the Holy Master, and finally replied: "Immortality? ”

Immortals can live forever, but people cannot.

This is a difference that An Le knows, the cultivation of immortals may not be the strongest, after all, when the initial emperor wields his sword and dyes a lot of immortal blood, it shows that immortals are not so powerful that they are invincible, but immortals can live forever and live for a long time, which is the biggest difference.

"Immortality...... It's right and it's not right. ”

"Immortality is actually relative."

The Holy Master thought for a moment and said.

"You should know that there is a door between the immortals and the world, which is called the gate of heaven, and beyond the gate of heaven is the fairy world...... The world in which the immortals live, so it is called the fairy world. ”

"But have you ever thought that in the fairy world...... Immortals may also die, they may only live for 500 years, and once the 500 years are exhausted, they will grow old, they will wither and die, just like those cultivators in the human world who are facing great limitations. ”

When An Le heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned: "Immortal...... Can only live for 500 years? ”

"Yes, of course, a stronger immortal can live for a thousand years, two thousand years, three thousand years...... However, in fact, compared to the cultivators in the human world, it is not much more, right? The Holy Master laughed.

An Le's brows furrowed, feeling that the words spoken by the Holy Master had subverted his cognition a little.

Can such an immortal be considered immortal?

"However, one day in the fairy world, a hundred years on the earth."

The Holy Master took a sip of wine and said softly.

When An Le heard this, his hairs suddenly stood on end.

"The biggest difference between the fairy world and the human world is actually the difference in the power of time." The Holy Master looked at An Le: "Past, present, future...... It can be called the power of time. ”

"The power of the years...... By the way, you should know the power of time, right? ”

The Holy Master smiled gently.

It's just that that gaze made An Le feel that the other party seemed to see through a lot of things, as if he had seen through the deepest secrets of An Le.

"Know a little." An Le pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

He can see the qi of the years, and even pull out the qi of the years and turn the fruits of the years...... This is the power of time, right?

Therefore, An Le understands the power of a little bit of time, but it is not nonsense.

The Holy Master smiled: "Of course I know that you only know a little, this is enough for you to digest well, the power of time is the most powerful power in heaven and earth, and it is the power of authority that has the opportunity to achieve transcendence." ”

"But you haven't really learned to master this power, you have to learn to master it."

The Holy Master said while drinking.

"A lot of things, in fact, there is no need to talk too much, you just need to know that the Holy Mountain has the opponent of the Holy Mountain."

"Today, you and I have a conversation, and we are all free to talk about the world, but I am at the level of cultivation, and I am further away than the path you have taken, so I think it is best for you to ask some questions related to cultivation, after all, the next battle on the seventh mountain still requires some of your diligence in cultivation."

"If you can become the Lord of the Seventh Mountain, you will know a lot of things, and it will be a loss to waste the great opportunity of the conversation between you and me to learn some things that you should know."

When An Le heard this, he immediately understood the meaning of the Holy Master's words.

After he finished his conversation with the Holy Master, he was the founder of the Seventh Mountain, and the Lord of the Sacred Mountain belonging to the Seventh Mountain was elected.

The mountain master of the holy mountain has the qualifications to talk to the holy master, so the holy master said that after becoming the mountain master, these questions can be easily understood.

And these days, wasting this opportunity to learn something is actually not very cost-effective.

Hearing this, An Le grabbed the bamboo sword Qingshan on his waist, he looked at the Holy Master, and said, "I once realized my own sword intent on the way to chase and kill the second prince Zhao Pei. ”

"The sword intent is a red heart, and the second is a mountain and river, taking the meaning of simplicity and complexity."

An Le said.

The holy master sat on the boulder and bowed slightly: "You go all out to kill me." ”

The words fell, An Le floated up from the boulder, holding the bamboo sword and green mountain, the blood and the heart were intertwined, in the eyebrows, the sword qi opened and closed, and the glow was long!

With a sword in the heart, there is wind and thunder spreading and breeding on the tip of the sword, scattered and intertwined.

The unpretentious sword is so simple to hand it forward, but it seems to lock the surrounding space, making people have nowhere to hide.

The Holy Master took a sip of wine, couldn't help but smile, and an ordinary iron sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Holding the iron sword, it was also handed forward, and the posture of An Le, the movements were the same, and there was no deviation.

However, An Le only felt that this sword made him have nowhere to dodge, as if the sword had pierced his heart and crushed his heart!

The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the sword, and An Le only felt that death could come in an instant at this moment.

When the sword qi disappeared and was dispersed, the holy master's hearty laughter sounded: "Good sword intent, the swordsman should be simple, the purpose of handing the sword is to kill the enemy, but your simplicity is not simple enough, among the small holy orders you obtained, there was a sword move 'sword qi near', the sword qi of all things in heaven and earth is near, everything can be a sword, and all can kill the enemy." ”

"There is simplicity in the complexity, and the complexity is bred in the simplicity, which is the real truth."

"The mountains and rivers of the red heart should be one kind of intent, not two separate sword intents."

"Since you have mastered the simple sword path, but you have divided the sword intent into two strands, how can you talk about simplicity?" The Holy Master said.

Hearing this, An Le's eyes lit up slightly, and the [Ancient Genius] Dao Guo trembled slightly, making his perception continue to climb at this moment.

The sword body of the Tongshen Sword seems to have sword qi intertwined and circulating, echoing with the resulting induction.

The Holy Master sat on the boulder, looking at An Le, who was immersed in a state of perception, and there was a hint of appreciation on his unforgettable face, as if he was quite surprised that An Le was able to enter such a talent of perception with a little guidance.

Sword Qi, Swordsmanship, Sword Intent, Kendo......

Behind the care is to comprehend a Tao.

However, in fact, there are very few people in the world who can really set foot on a path, and when they practice to the depths, it will actually be a process of seeking the path.

Walking the path that ordinary people have walked is not going to the extreme, and the road is ...... It's the extreme.

Only the ultimate can open the way.

Happiness has the possibility of opening the way.

Red Heart Mountains and Rivers, this is the process of An Le slowly fusing the two sword intents together, in the Meixin Mud Pill Palace, the heart sword is blooming, and under the colorful brilliance, it is reflecting the sword intent.

An Le's process of realization did not last long, and soon An Le opened his eyes, with a bright light in his eyes, he continued to ask the Holy Master, holding the bamboo sword and dancing in front of the welcome pine.

He showed the swordsmanship he had mastered to the Holy Master, and explored them one by one from the Holy Master.

The Holy Master is able to give his own guidance, which is not an inherent direction, but a kind of guidance in the general direction, so that An Le can self-perceive the true meaning of it.

The three swords of the word card that he learned from Zhao Huangting, An Le also showed it.

The Holy Master nodded: "Those who can create this sword technique do have good swordsmanship attainments, and they have already touched the threshold of the Dao, but if they want to really open a Dao, they are still a little behind, which is a pity." ”

"If it was five thousand years ago, it should have been easy to set foot in the Ten Realms, but now, ...... Naturally, it's difficult. ”

"If you don't walk out of a path that belongs to you, it's difficult to set foot in the Ten Realms."

The Holy Master said softly.

When An Le heard this, there was also some emotion in his heart, the holy master had lived for a long time, so naturally he didn't need to deceive him, since he said so, the old imperial uncle would definitely be able to set foot in the Ten Realms five thousand years ago.

It's a pity that I was born in the wrong era.

"Holy Master, why was Uncle Huang able to set foot in the Ten Realms five thousand years ago, but now he can't?" An Le asked the curiosity in his heart.

The holy master took a sip of the old rice wine, and the wine in the pot was already halfway through, he looked at An Le and was curious, so he spoke: "Because of the Middle Earth five thousand years ago, the dragon vein was pure and majestic, and the connection with the Middle Earth Dynasty was also deep-rooted. ”

"In ancient times, the emperor of the human race cast nine ancient tripods with nine dragon veins, gathering the luck of heaven and earth, so powerful cultivators are easy to be born, ten realms, eleven realm cultivators, not rare, formed a hundred schools of chaos in the world, 10,000 years ago, the emperor of the peerless generation, ended the troubled times of the countries, and proclaimed himself the emperor, gathered the nine tripods, after the gate of heaven the immortals tempted the emperor with immortality, wanted to take the nine tripods into the fairy world, plundered the luck of the world, that battle, the immortals fell countless times, the emperor also fell."

The Holy Master's words made An Le's heart vibrate, and it felt like a majestic and vast picture, slowly unfolding in front of his eyes.

"What about Jiuding, who gathers luck in the world?" An Le listened attentively and couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, the luck of the world still belongs to the world, because I said that the luck of the world cannot enter the heavens, and the heavens will not dare to take it again."

The Holy Master said softly.

"As for the nine tripods, they have been broken to suppress the dragon vein, and the dragon veins in the world are no longer bound, and the nine ancient tripods, one into the heavens, and one into the mausoleum of the first emperor."

"Heaven is the name of the fairy world."

When An Le heard this, he suddenly felt strange, there are nine ancient tripods, one into the heavens, and one into the mausoleum of the first emperor, so what about the seven left?

The Holy Master seemed to sense An Le's puzzled gaze.

The face that was hard to remember became more and more hazy: "The remaining seven, I will take over for the time being." ”

An Le suddenly took a deep breath.

An incredible thought suddenly popped up in my mind.

Seven holy mountains, are they ......

He has seven ancient tripods that once suppressed the dragon vein?!

The Holy Master did not answer An Le's question directly, but continued.

"The dragon vein of Middle-earth has not been suppressed by Jiuding, and it has spread freely, although the number of strong people born is small, but it is not nothing, and a great change broke out five thousand years ago, many foreign races broke into Middle-earth for the first time, and wreaked havoc in the land of Middle Earth, the lives of the people were devastated, and countless cultivators died, messing up the whole world, polluting the dragon veins, and the dragon veins were divided a little by the aliens, and since then, it has become more and more difficult for the strong to break through the realm......"

"Dragon vein luck is a kind of mysterious power, the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the world is to take the road of exploring the dragon vein luck, giving birth to a kind of purple qi golden lotus, and you will have the seed power of a thousand years of purple qi golden lotus on your body." The Holy Master looked at An Le and smiled.

An Le touched the dantian qi sea, and the thousand-year-old purple qi golden lotus seed fell into it, as for how to make it bloom, An Le didn't have a clue for the time being.

The thousand-year-old Purple Qi Golden Lotus Seed was definitely more difficult to bloom than the Purple Qi Golden Lotus obtained by the Second Prince, Zhao Pei, for two or three hundred years, and the amount of Qi Luck required was very different.

When the Holy Master said this, he did not continue, but gently tapped the flask with his fingers.

The rain between heaven and earth continued to fall, obscuring the entire Fusong Mountain, obscuring the vision and interfering with perception.

At this moment, even if Emperor Yuanmeng came in person and probed with Yuanshen, I am afraid that he would not be able to break through this misty fog, perceive the scene in the mountains, and listen to the conversation between An Le and the Holy Master.

"Since I talked about this, I will tell you about the top Jianghu forces in the world, these forces, don't look at the imperial dynasty, but, none of them is a fuel-efficient lamp, you look at the Yuanmeng Emperor, although he has the courage, but so far, he still does not dare to easily use force against any Jianghu forces, why? Because there is no certainty. ”

"The purple golden lotus of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is nourished by luck and is closely related to luck, in fact, it represents a kind of responsibility, as one of the two great gates in the world, it is a very powerful existence, the rise and fall of the Daomen, and the luck of the world, although it is a coincidence, but it also bears the responsibility."

"True Martial Arts, there is nothing to say, colluded with the heavens, taking the road of immortality in the heavens, there are real ascendants in the true martial arts view, flying to the heavens, in an alternative way, seeking immortality, but it is precisely because of stepping on the heavens that I know that the immortality is not the real immortality, so the immortals who are ascending to the true martial arts view want to break the barriers between the world and the heavens and return to the world, because only in the world, they are immortal."

"The three temples of Buddhism, the three temples of Rotten Ke, Ganye and Lianhua, do not blend with each other, each has its own way, in fact, you are not a stranger, the past, the present, and the future are the power of the three temples, and they are pursuing and mastering the power of the years."

"As for the Sword Pond Palace, the Sword Dao Sect is naturally known for its purity, sword casting and sword training are the foundation of the Sword Pool Palace, and pure Kendo can break through the barriers of the Ten Realms on the land of Middle Earth, which suffered a catastrophe five thousand years ago."

"Hell House...... Listen to its name, you can know its fundamental purpose and pursuit, there is heaven and earth in this world, but ...... There is no hell, there is no reincarnation, and you may ask where the dead souls of the dead in the world have gone, and then you will talk about the opponents of the Holy Mountain. ”

"But no matter what, the ideals of Hell Mansion are very full, but it is too difficult to really open the Hellland Mansion and reincarnation."

The Holy Master chuckled and looked at An Le, and analyzed and described the many forces in the world today.

From the mouth of the Holy Master, An Le understood that these forces in the rivers and lakes were extraordinary.

When the last drop of old rice wine in the wine pot was drunk by the holy master, the holy master's face suddenly showed a look of amazement.

"I'm done."

The Holy Master's words were full of regret, and there was even more regret.

"I'm old."

"So old that I don't even know my age, many, many years ago, there was only one holy mountain, I couldn't bear the loneliness, so I started to open the mountain, opened the first mountain, and then there was a second mountain, a third, a fourth ......"

"Every time I open the mountain, I can go back to the world."

"When people get old, they get nostalgic."

The Holy Master looked at An Le and said.

"You've finished the wine you've invited me to drink, it's time for me to invite you."

A smile appeared on the face of the Holy Master, who could not see his true face clearly, and he raised his hand and bent his fingers.

Time and space seem to stand still.

An Le saw everything around him, and the Holy Master took him with him, as if he was crossing in time.

Unconsciously, I came to a small restaurant on the side of the road, the fluttering restaurant flags were stained with raindrops in the drizzle, and the green grass growing around was full of vitality.

The holy master kindly pulled An Le to sit on the eucalyptus, shouting for the shopkeeper to serve the wine, and the words he said were very ancient, so old that An Le couldn't understand it.

It is not the discourse of this era.

A jar of wine was quickly brought up and placed on the table, as well as a cut piece of boiled meat, which was placed in front of An Le.

The holy master poured An Le a glass of wine, and the wine was loaded in a clay bowl, and the bottom was clear.

"Please."

The Holy Master laughed.

An Le stretched out his hand, however, the palm of his hand passed directly through the bowl, as if this bowl of wine was placed in the past years, and An Le was born in the present, so it was naturally difficult to hold this bowl of wine.

The holy master smiled, if he can't drink it, he can't drink it, there are too few people who can really accompany him to drink this glass of wine.

He was able to bring An Le here for a walk, and it was because An Le could get into his eyes.

"This is a small restaurant for a long, long time, at that time, the first time I went down the mountain, I ate wine and meat in this restaurant, that is when I remember the deepest, I realized that the fireworks in the world are so beautiful."

The holy master drank the wine and ate the meat, and took care of himself, ignoring the unconvinced pleasure of trying to grasp the wine cup but not being able to do so.

"After eating this meal of wine and meat, the conversation between you and me is over."

"Every conversation, it is my return to the world, to the place of memory, the days of drinking wine and eating meat, the fireworks in the world, the most soothing, a meal of wine and meat, always let me remember, I am still a person, so that I will not be lost."

"An Le, Li Youan talked to me, I left him three wisps of sword qi as a gift, his talent is really good, he will definitely be able to set foot in the Ten Realms in the future, he understands the past and the present, but in this era, the Ten Realms is his limit, because he understands the past and the present, there is still a little difference."

"When this meal is over, the conversation between you and me will end, so I will also give you a gift, this is the rule."

The Holy Master said with a smile.

"Before I do, though, I need to ask you a question."

An Le was sweating profusely, his eyes flashing with unyieldingness, still trying to grab the bowl of wine on the table.

Mingming the wine was there, and the pictures around him were no different from reality, but he just couldn't grasp the bowl of wine.

"Anle, if one day, the world falls into endless darkness, and you need to burn to the extreme like a fire, illuminate the world, and exchange your death for its life, would you like it?"

The Holy Master drank, his face became more and more like a lake, and the wine dripped from the corner of his lips and dripped onto the table, which rippled like a lake.

An Le heard the words of the Holy Master, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

He raised his head and looked at the Holy Master.

The Holy Master couldn't see his appearance clearly, as if he was not in this world, and his body shape was also distorted and changed, making it difficult to capture the real body shape and face.

However, An Le saw clusters of gray air currents, lingering around the Holy Master, and each gray air flow was as heavy as a worldly smash.

"In exchange for my death for the life of the world?"

An Le shook his head.

"I'm not a saint."

"If I could, I would like to live and make the world ...... Also alive. ”

"If not."

"I don't want to."

An Le finished.

A wisp of gray age surged out of the panel, wrapped around the fingers, and melted into the fingertips.

on the table.

The bowl of wine that had been unable to catch poured into the palm of his hand with the passage of time.

An Le finally grasped it steadily.

It's like mastering the years.

In the Holy Master's always calm and deep face, a touch of surprise emerged.

Drink it in one gulp, this bowl of wine from 10,000 years ago.

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