Chapter 122: The Gift of the Old Man with Long Eyebrows

I am a humble raindrop

But I did have a short life

You don't have to taunt

No need to be surprised

Whether you're in a clear blue sky or a pitch dark night

I'm everywhere, but you're nowhere to be found

...

Huai raised his head and looked up unnaturally at the ancient and vicissitudes of stone carvings again. Guided by a will, there is a self-conscious existence, but there is nothing to be done.

A new picture opened up in Huai's eyes, a vast and boundless prairie, a person sitting on the body of a blue lion, slowly moving forward. The man wore long hair and held a sharp sword, which looked extremely ordinary, but gave him a trembling feeling. He closed his eyes quietly, as if thinking about something.

The blue lion's body is dozens of feet tall, and the blue hair on its head looks very majestic. A lion's claw is a mark that tells people that it has been here, that they have walked together.

"To kill or not to kill?" the man looked up at the blue sky with a pained look, as if searching for his answer.

"Of course you have to kill when you come. The blue lion spoke, with infinite killing intent.

Whew, the sky suddenly became cold, and a cold wind blew through the blue lion's hair, rustling.

The blue lion stopped, looked ahead with contempt, smiled and stuck out his long tongue and licked his nose.

"This is the ancestor," the heavy prison muttered as he looked at the picture, no longer with the arrogance of the past.

Rumble.

The space cracked, and the earth collapsed, as if the world was about to fall into darkness.

Roaring, shouting, shouting... It can be said that there is a lot of voice. Looking around, there is a vast sea of people, countless people. Not to mention that they were all sitting on their own summoned beasts, as well as countless groups of heavenly beasts.

They came here to kill one man.

The man slowly opened his eyes, still as calm as waves. It just became infinitely desolate, helpless, helpless.

"It's still here after all," the man smiled with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Actually, I'm still talking. Ha Lu Ha !!"

"The upper and lower levels are nine hundred thousand miles, and the yellow springs are not alone.

Six realms of reincarnation and three thousand realms, waiting for your return to return to the dream king. ”

"When you return, you will return to Mengjun..."

"Kill...", the man's eyes were full of murderous intent, hatred, and remorse.

A sword was drawn, and blood stained the air. Even if there are thousands of enemies, the heart is unstoppable.

Millions of corpses are ambushed, and the sea of blood is like a tide.

Suddenly, the wind blew, and a cloud of smoke and dust floated up.

Snap, the picture shatters like a mirror, and the pain pulls Huai back to reality. Blood overflowed from the corners of Huai's mouth, the consciousness just now was too strong, and it hurt him too much, but Huai survived.

Bang, the right arm of the arms, the mark of the black flame that had just been silenced, followed the black lines left by the right arm, swelled wildly, and the black flame surged again.

It's a call, like a long-lost child who has found his mother, and impulses are absolutely unavoidable.

Huai's consciousness was invaded in an instant, more violently than before, and obviously cruel, his right arm and half of his body were all eroded by the black flames and turned black.

His face was hideous, and the pain made him speechless but speechless. Because the real pain is always in people's hearts.

For the first time, Huai Shang was conscious, and when the three towns were compared, Hei Yan was also a flash of time, and now Huai Zhen has fallen.

"What a disobedient child," the old man appeared out of thin air again, and with a wave of his hand, a beam of blue light wrapped in his arms, and Hei Yan was instantly suppressed.

With a sinking head, he sat directly on the ground, panting for breath.

"Is this a birth curse, or a remnant curse?" asked the old man with long eyebrows curiously. "It's a few points better than mine. ”

"I don't know the way, I don't know anything about the way," Huai said as if he was very tired, sitting on the ground and shaking his head vigorously. What else is in his body, he is going crazy.

"Oh," the old man nodded, as if he had guessed something, "at least it's a curse, it's still the most complete kind, it's very powerful." The old man said, envious and helpless.

"I didn't expect that it had been a thousand years, and there was a second person with such a powerful curse to break here, but it was too weak and too weak. ”

"It would be nice if that little guy from the Sunset Sect came. ”

"But you can actually communicate the will of the ancestors, and you are still an anonymous person after all. Blue, blue—" The old man with long eyebrows said and shook his head, nodding his head from time to time.

"Blue?" asked, puzzled, "What's that?"

"That's a will, the greatest will in the world," the old man looked at his arms and smiled, "You are still young, and you will know the Tao slowly." You don't understand it yet. The old man touched his head as if he were looking at his own grandson.

"Child, I have seen your past, I have seen what you have suffered, in your body," the old man looked at Huai, the seal in his body was already known at the first sight, and said to Huai, "This is the fate of the Anonymous Clan. They are constantly suffering deeply, but they are also constantly struggling and growing in the midst of suffering, so that the greatest will in this world comes to them, and they become the shining light in this world and guide the path of the whole human race. ”

"All the roads are only for them, and you are no exception. ”

The withered fingers of the old man with long eyebrows pointed out, and a beam of green light rushed into his bosom and disappeared.

"There's a complete Tenth-Order Seal here, and if you're going to control it, it might be useful to you, little sealer. The old man teased with a smile, and a sealing talisman was put into the spirit bag in his arms, "I have already erased the prohibition of that "Soul Formula" for you, and you can cultivate." ”

"Little Lion, this is for you. That's enough for you to get back to full form. ”

A green ball floated in front of the eyes of the heavy prison, and the heavy prison sensed it, swallowed it without hesitation, and said very solemnly, "Thank you, senior." ”

The old man's body gradually became illusory, and only the voice was imprinted in his ears, "Think of it, squeak." ”

"Senior, senior..."Huai shouted anxiously as he thought that there were still a few questions to ask. But at this time, no matter what happens, there is no echo of it.

"Well, don't be sad," the prisoner scurried to his shoulder, "I can't imagine that you are such an anonymous person." ”

"So what?" replied Huai as he stood up.

"That's going to be easy," the prisoner smirked. "Come with me, there's something good here, make sure you like it. ”

Huaihe came to a lake, to be precise, it should be the good thing next to Tianxian Stone, the immortal drunk solution.

"So many immortal drunken solutions?" Huai was taken aback, this lake was out of sight, it turned out to be all of them, how many immortal stones do you have to do this good guy, how many years does it take to form!

"Hehe, aren't you trying to figure out what you don't know? After saying that, he turned into a few feet high, stretched his waist, and fell asleep on the lake.

The cultivation method of the Xuan Beast is really special, Huai glanced at the heavy prison, isn't this just a pig changing into a lion skin.

Huai closed his eyes fiercely, he needed to forget, to be quiet, to hide.

Azure Empire?Anonymous?Blue?

Unfamiliar names and question marks once again left a deep imprint on his heart.

To solve the mystery, it takes a strong hand.

Thinking of this, Huai did not hesitate to burrow into the lake.