That year, there was also a heavy snowfall in Tiandu City.

Qin Zhong pushed open the door of the main hall of the Doushi Guild and unexpectedly saw a young man sitting in front of the statue of the Dou God cultivating.

He quietly looked at the young man's back, and for the first time felt that the statue of the fighting god in front of him was not so tall.

He believed that the young man had noticed him too, but he did not get up to greet him.

Qin Zhong naturally wouldn't be angry because of such a trivial matter, maybe not because of his bearing, but because of the young man's back, so he just quietly closed the door of the Doushen Temple and left alone.

That day, he learned the young man's name from someone else.

Not all disciples can go there to realize and practice in the Doushen Hall, and there are two main reasons why he was surprised, one is that the young man actually went so early, and the other is that he is still so young.

A twenty-two-year-old powerhouse in the Yuan Shen Realm was indeed shocking in that era when there were not many heroes in the real sense.

Qin Zhong couldn't help but think of his twenty-two years old, at that time he was still complacent in the Fivefold Condensation Soul Realm, thinking that his talent was famous for a while, and he would inevitably have great achievements and great fortunes in the future.

But though he remembered the young man's name, he did not see him again for a long time. Because at that time, he himself had been cultivating for almost three hundred years, and how many life and death tests he had experienced along the way, and how many adventures he had encountered, were all things he had never dared to imagine, he never thought that he was the most gifted person, but he was sure that he was the highest type of person.

He was born to be a ruler, and he believed in that.

He would sigh after seeing a young man's strong talent, but he wouldn't take it too seriously, because there were too many factors needed to succeed in cultivation. And occupying a position where you can control the life and death of others is not something that can be achieved by talent alone. After all, he was able to achieve his current status not only by virtue of cultivation.

Two years later.

When he woke up from his retreat, Murong Shu went to him and told him that someone had persevered in the baptism of divine light for fifteen days and had broken the record of the Doushi Guild for thousands of years.

Qin Zhong met the young man who was already well-known on the mainland in the Doushen Hall, and the appearance of that young man surprised him.

His memory is very good, and those who have seen it will definitely be able to remember it firmly, not to mention that in the past two years, he has often cultivated in the Doushi Society, and he has not seen many strangers.

That young man was already a cultivator in the True Realm, and Qin Zhong always felt that all this was a little abnormal. The more difficult and difficult it becomes, the further along the path of cultivation, the more difficult and difficult it becomes, isn't this eternal conclusion able to be extended to cover all cultivators?

That night, he asked Murong Shu to send the young man's information, and he looked through what had happened in the nineteen years since the other party had started cultivating at the age of five until now.

What kind of mood he was in at that time, Qin Zhong couldn't say it clearly when he recalled it now, but he still remembered that the oil lamp had been on that night.

Qin Zhong's cultivation is powerful and shocking, he doesn't need to sleep, but he has maintained this habit all these years, he has to sleep for a few hours every night, and it has never changed.

That time, he made an exception because of a young man.

From there, he started to really pay attention to the young man.

Qin Zhong found that that young man was far more powerful than he imagined, with superior talents and a firmer mind, just like a peerless sword, always sharp and invincible.

It's just that that young man's Dao heart is too noble, and to put it mildly, his ideas are too idealistic.

Qin Zhong thought that he had met a good ally, a reliable arm, and a powerful help, but later he slowly discovered that the young man met all the conditions, and was even much better than he imagined, but there was a fatal place.

That's the difference between them.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Qin Zhong knew that he didn't need a puppet who was desperate, because he didn't lack such an existence, what he needed was someone who could connect the previous and the next, not a challenger.

At that time, he always felt that it was because he was standing in a high place, and he knew that he needed to make compromises, that he needed to do whatever it takes, that he needed to face the trade-offs decisively. The young man didn't understand, but it was because he wasn't in his position.

As it turned out, it was nothing more than wishful thinking on his part of self-comfort.

The young man still stood for his way.

That's another year.

Qin Zhong met with the team returning from Mangyuan in the name of the president, and the treasure left over from the last realm war still fell into the hands of the Doushi Guild, and the Doushi Guild needed to express it.

He didn't remember how many people had come back from the team at that time, which was indeed an incredible thing for a man who knew everything well.

Qin Zhong just remembered clearly that at that time, he was thinking repeatedly in his heart that he would see that person in this hall a few more times.

He made a few assumptions, but never imagined that it would be the last.

Qin Zhong vaguely remembered the last time they met in the Fighting God Hall, the conversation between them.

"The world needs you because the Doushi will need you. ”

"I don't think I have to let one of them down. ”

"What about her?"

"In this life, I can only fail her. ”

"You should have everything in front of you. ”

"That's not what I intended. ”

“......”

Qin Zhong looked at the sky, thinking about what happened more than ten years ago, more than ten years was not a long time for his three hundred years of life, but he always felt that a long time had passed.

Time has soaked everything, leaving behind a bunch of bad things that are not easy to clean.

He had always been steadfast, he never considered himself evil, but that true peace required the necessary sacrifices, and he never thought that the people were like livestock, but that being overly concerned about the lives of those people would only make things drag.

He has always believed that the good and evil of the Tao lie in the Tao, not in the heart. Demons also have a way, but the way of demons is for evil, and the way of immortals is for good;

He always thought that his Dao heart was unbreakable, but the presence of that young man gave him a sense of looseness.

Later, when the man died, the feeling intensified.

Is the Tao defended by a genius really just a fool's dream, but a flash in the pan?

This became a knot in his heart.

The snow falls today as it did 18 years ago, only heavier.

There are still outstanding disciples of the Doushi Association in the Doushen Hall who are enlightening, the same age, similar cultivation, but they can't give him the same feeling.

The times are changing, and the long wind of that era may not be so good in the current era, because there are really many young people who can do his way now, and some cultivators are even better than him.

But Qin Zhong still breathed a sigh of relief, because he felt that he was glad that person appeared in eighteen years, if it was now, it must be more than just Xun Changfeng.

Although Qin Zhong never admitted it on his lips, or even told himself about it, he still admitted in his heart that the appearance of that person had indeed given him some changes.

He admits that his way is not just, but insists that it is the most reasonable.

The facts are the proof.

That person is dead, but he is still alive, that person's Dao heart is extinguished with his death, and his Dao heart still supports him to sit firmly in the Doushi Guild, controlling the life and death of countless people.

It's not so much that he's greedy for this feeling of being on top, it's that he's used to it.

Existence is reasonable, that's what he thinks.

He still exists, so he still wins.

Qin Zhong turned around, and the young man in front of him was still there, and the latter was fighting for it with silent actions.

"There's no need to discuss the matter of Youyun Valley, go back to cultivation, and come back to me when you reach the realm of immortal cultivation. Qin Zhong's tone was still tepid.

The young man bowed and turned away.

He heard it in Qin Zhong's words, and he knew that today's trip was in vain.

Qin Zhong looked at the figure of the young man leaving, and couldn't help but feel a trace of relief in his heart.

This is an equally good heir, or even better.

This heir, he has only been waiting for more than ten years, and it came very smoothly and at the right time.

Everything is ready, so he has to become stronger, more decisive, and more ruthless!

History is written by the victor, who used countless mistakes to cover up an initial mistake, and he used countless blood to cover an innocent soul. What he needs is to truly dominate the world, truly guide the country, and truly control the overall situation.

Eventual victory is the best way to cover up evil, not repentance, because that is the manifestation of the weak.

It's just that Qin Zhong feels that he still has what his heir has to face now, or that he has to face, which is several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times more powerful than more than ten years ago.

He stood here and watched the stars in the sky being lit up one by one, and he looked at the Yunran Continent and noticed that the stars were descending from all corners one by one.

The world is contradictory, he wants to maintain his own times, and there are always people who want to challenge him strongly.

Even if it doesn't exist now, it will be tomorrow.

He doesn't like to be passive, he likes to strike preemptively and stifle threats early.

Qin Zhong looked ahead along the direction of the building of the Doushi Guild. Behind him is the huge statue of the Fighting God, and in front of him are countless believers and powerful Doushi Guild, in this position, even if there is no crowd gathered, he can feel that he is the only one and the most powerful.

He has his back to the north and faces the south, occupying the right time and place.

His gaze passed through the Doushi Guild and extended to the place where the galaxy met.

The snow in Tian Yuan City was still drifting, and there was no sign of stopping.

Qin Zhong stretched out his palm and caught a few snowflakes, but the snowflakes did not completely melt away after half a sound.

He remembered what he had heard from the two Doushi Guild disciples before, in the last fifty years, this was the coldest winter.

Truly.

He believes it will also be the last winter for many people.

Because he stands tall, he can see far.