Remember [↘ Book ↗ Reading ÷ House →] in one second to provide you with wonderful reading. I'm a little confused, everything that happened before is too weird, especially that the first person in the eons, the Dark Emperor, actually looks the same as me. It's incredible.

And, what does he want to say?

Why is just the word "he" making the world chaotic?!

"The old man now knows the use of that black stone...... the abbot said slowly, from beginning to end, in front of my eyes, he was an ordinary monk, and he didn't show any great power at all, but I knew it. This person is definitely the most powerful person in Garan Temple, and there is no one.

"There are some ancient books in the temple, which are difficult to read on weekdays, and only at this time, when most of the heavenly machine is obscured, can I have the opportunity to check it, maybe some truth will be known there. Since you have lit the Divine Stone, you are naturally the one who can watch. "

The abbot said lightly, as for my identity. I'm afraid it's already in the eyes of his old man.

Garan Temple is very large, even. There are places where I can't fly, so even the abbot only walks with me.

"This is the formation he laid out back then, and he has not dared to disobey it so far, and no one knows that he created the Garan Temple." As an abbot, he clearly knows more than anyone else.

"Why?" I asked curiously, I don't have to worry about being known about creating a Garan temple with such a figure.

"The old man doesn't know, it's just the ancestral teachings, and the Garan Temple is not allowed to contact the outside world, so over the years, we have been active in a few small worlds of our own, and occasionally only to guide monks. Go to other worlds and bring some good seedlings, as for other things, we don't really know. "

The temple has been cut off from the outside world, and even closed for hundreds of thousands of years, and no one believes it if there is no conspiracy.

The abbot walked very slowly, side by side with me, like an ordinary old man.

"Abbot, the younger generation dares to ask, are you an emperor?" I whispered. Because the abbot's cultivation is definitely much higher than that of the Zhengse masters, it means that it is very likely to be the emperor.

"It is rumored that in the history of mankind, there has only been one real emperor, that is, him. Then, for millions of years, no one else was able to preach, and neither was the old man. "

"It's strange, and the old man thinks it's strange, and he can't figure it out. It stands to reason that since he has succeeded, then more or less, he will leave some inheritance to future generations, but there is no ...... Emperor Zheng's path, he did not stay, even our Jialan Temple is no exception. "

The human race, among which there are many branches, such as the giant race, the dwarf race, the ordinary human race, etc., but no one can become an emperor, which is too unreasonable.

The sun shines from the sky, shining on this Garan Temple, there is a sense of sacred beauty, high and low temple buildings, this ups and downs, like waves, makes people's hearts gradually condense.

"Then you are still the Soul Emperor?"

"Naturally, it's not." The abbot said with a smile, "Old Man's current cultivation, between the Great Emperor and the Soul Emperor, is a special realm, the Holy Realm. "

"Holy Realm?"

"At this stage, taking a step forward is a qualitative change, taking a step back, I'm afraid you will be sent to hell, if you don't advance, you will retreat, this is this realm, and the cultivation is uncertain, when it is the strongest, I am afraid that it is infinitely close to the Half Emperor, and when it is the lowest, I am afraid that it is not the Soul King."

"So peculiar?"

"Don't talk about this, you are still far away from this road, and the sky is about to change, when the time comes, there will naturally be some chance, of course, there will be a catastrophe."

The abbot seemed reluctant to say more, and said, "The things you want to know are recorded in ancient books. "

I nodded.

After a while, I came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

......

The Scripture Pavilion is very magnificent, not high, and even I can feel that around it, there is an invisible force field, and I am afraid that once outsiders enter, they will lose their way.

That's the power of space.

The overlapping space was right in front of my eyes, and I didn't dare to move.

The abbot's finger pressed lightly and said to me, "Let's go." "

I trailed up.

Although I am very similar to the Dark Emperor, the abbot will not be stupid, treat me as the Dark Emperor, and if I cultivate to their level, I will naturally know that in this world, there are no two identical leaves, let alone reincarnation.

Even if there is reincarnation, it is impossible for anyone to carry a memory.

These are contrary to the avenue.

What is Boulevard?

Not this day, not this earth, but this universe!

Even if it is an emperor, it is difficult to oppose a universe.

Inside, a piece of the smell of books, very old, the ancient books inside are dense, of course, many are modern, there are many, is the introduction of various races.

"You can watch the ancient books here at any time, we will go to the top floor first, there is the focus of this time, only half a year."

As soon as the abbot's words fell, my eyes flickered, and the scene changed.

I couldn't help but be shocked in my heart, I didn't even know how I moved.

It was a small room of only thirty square meters, and there was nothing else in the room, except for a dark red desk, on which there was a bamboo book, and nothing more.

"That's it." The abbot stepped forward, his hand full of wrinkles, and stroked gently, "Successive abbots know that there is a bamboo book here, but they don't know how to open it. "

My heart was tight, my throat was dry, and in front of me, there was a handwritten book from the Dark Emperor from millions of years ago.

"I can't turn it over." The abbot said, "Little friend, it seems that only you are the one who will read it." "

I swallowed and gently flipped through the ancient book.

This bamboo book, which is only two feet long, does not seem to be able to write much content.

"Boom!"

When I had just opened a little bamboo book, suddenly, thunderclouds rose in the sky.

"This?" I was horrified.

The abbot's eyes were exposed, and he said, "There are only three months left, and we have to look through it quickly." "

With a brush, I suddenly opened, and outside, a huge thunder exploded, but when the sky was about to crack, a black flame appeared, filling the sky.

"Look!"

The abbot squinted slightly, because in his eyes, there was not a single word on the bamboo book, and I am afraid that only I could see it. Bean Ping Pong Jie carry.

However, I just glanced at it and was stunned.

"Don't become an emperor!" I was surprised, there were only these three words on the bamboo book.

"Don't become an emperor?!" The abbot was shocked.

No one thought that the warning left by the Dark Emperor for future generations would be Emperor Beicheng.

Obviously, these three words are not as important as what he was about to say just now, but it is precisely because of this that he can express it vaguely through this method, otherwise, this world will be destroyed.

"No, there's handwriting." On the bamboo book, rows of handwriting are manifested, and the speed is very fast, as if I am watching a movie, and my cold sweat will come down when I brush it.

Above the sky, the thunder was getting heavier and heavier.

"There's no time, half a year, it's consumed in a few seconds." Covering the sky for half a year is talking about normal circumstances, and now, it is obviously not normal.

When the world-destroying thunder was about to break through the barrier of the black flame and fall, the bamboo book was automatically destroyed and turned into ashes.

The abbot hurriedly asked, "What else is on it?" "

It took me a while before I came to my senses, and said with some trembling: "In the 100th year of the Wasteland, I killed the Emperor of the Heavenly Immortals, the Emperor of the Human Wolf, and the Emperor of Ghosts......"

"In the 110th year of the Wasteland, I beheaded the Emperor of the Charm, the Emperor of the Silver Clan, and the Emperor of Baizhen......"

In one breath, I said at least a hundred emperors, and these hundred emperors are all of various races, and the abbot was dumbfounded when he heard it.

"In the year 563 of the Wasteland, I will kill the real dragon and destroy the phoenix!"

"At this point, it's all over."

The abbot and I were stunned and speechless for a long time.

If what is said in this bamboo book is true, then doesn't it mean that all the emperors on the earth have been killed by the dark emperors, even the legendary true dragon and true phoenix?

I was shocked in my heart and was speechless for a long time.

Is he evil?

Why?

One person, killed the Hundred Emperors!

"The beginning of the Wild Yuan happened to be the first invasion of the Zerg." The abbot suddenly remembered something and muttered in a lost voice. Reading, a better reading experience.