It wasn't the first time Fang Yuan had seen the things in the stone tablet erased.

When he was in the Qingyang Sect, what he saw was an incomplete dream, which was understandable, after all, what the Qingyang Sect kept was only a stone slab, or a fragment of a certain stone stele, because there were too many things missing, so Fang Yuan could only roughly guess what happened from that stone slab, but for the location that should have been recorded on the stone stele, the creation of the countless ascension passages and the location of the connection with the human world no longer existed, as if someone had deliberately broken the stone tablet to cover up such a secret!

And now, he saw a broken stone tablet, which was actually missing the most critical part!

If there is really such a mysterious Hongmeng Dao Qi, how did it come about?

The most critical part of this is gone.

Is it a coincidence, or is it deliberate on the part of some being?

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Fang Yuan was quietly in the cave mansion, thinking for a long time, but there was always no answer.

There was only so much on the stele, and there was only so much he could see.

Many things, without a key piece, cannot be deduced.

He thought that he could solve all the secrets after seeing enough stone tablets, but he didn't expect that these secrets are still a mystery, and he can deduce many possibilities from the content left by the stone tablets, but he doesn't know which one may be true, and more importantly, he has not found a real solution to all these problems from the stone tablets......

...... Or maybe that method doesn't exist?

What did the group of people in Kunlun Mountain see in the stele thousands of years ago, so that they had the later derivation?

The Lord of Darkness, what did he guess before he insisted on going that way?

Fang Yuan seemed to have guessed it, but he would rather he hadn't guessed it!

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"Mr. Fang Yuan, it's time!"

Outside the cave, a childish voice sounded.

When Fang Yuan walked out of the cave, he saw that it was a boy from Xiaoleitai who came to call him.

He knew that the Immortal Alliance had made all the preparations.

That matter has come to this, and perhaps the only way to deal with the most urgent matter is to take care of the immediate matter first.

When Fang Yuan arrived at the stone platform at the core of Xiaolei Terrace, he saw that Old Man Lei, Tiankui Saint, Gu Fang Saint, Luchuan Saint, and Jingtian Saint who had just arrived were already waiting here, and beside them, a big drum was erected, with some rough and ancient lines on it, and I don't know how many wars and years of baptism they had experienced, dull and solemn.

"What did you learn after reading the stele?"

Seeing Fang Yuan's gaze, the Tiankui Saint seemed to be a little curious, and asked in a deep voice.

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I guessed some, but I didn't dare to be sure, and I didn't have a clue!"

Tiankui Sage didn't seem surprised, and said: "There were so many people on Kunlun Mountain before, and there were countless detailed information on hand, even they couldn't find a way, let alone you, this result should have been guessed a long time ago......"

Fang Yuan heard the meaning of his words, and just nodded.

Now I have only come to the level before the official retreat of the group of people in Kunlun Mountain thousands of years ago, I don't know anything about what they have participated in after the retreat, and what truth they have found out, what they should do now is actually to share all the secrets, and then gather more people to come together with themselves to enlighten, but just like that, isn't it the old road of Kunlun Mountain?

What's more, Kunlun Mountain failed thousands of years ago, and now, his hope of success is even slimmer.

Perhaps, the Tiankui Sage also realized something, so he sighed!

"The soldiers are coming, the water is flooding, what do you want to do so much?"

Old Man Lei's voice was as dull as thunder, he smiled coldly, and said, "Solve the problem in front of you first!"

Fang Yuan knew what the immediate problem they were referring to, as early as when he was in the Qingyang Sect, he had thought of this matter, and after the Immortal Alliance knew about the existence of the Tribulation Demon Puppet, he also thought of this matter, or rather, this was the only solution.

The decision to reconcile with the Immortal Alliance coincided with this, which was something that Fang Yuan felt relieved about.

But before deciding to do it, he still asked, "Seniors, we do this, right?"

The Tiankui Saint turned his head to look at Fang Yuan and said, "That's the only way we can do it!"

Fang Yuan was silent for a long time and said, "Some people will think that we shouldn't make decisions for the people of the world!"

The Tiankui Saint looked at Fang Yuan for a long time, and then suddenly laughed, and said: "You can say that, the old man feels a little relieved, in fact, I have been worried, worried that if you have the name of a saint, you really regard the creatures in the world as dogs, you can have this worry now, it may show that your state of mind is not a real saint, but it also shows that you are still a person!"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up and said, "However, this idea must be cut off after all!"

"This world is indeed the world of the world, but the fate of the world cannot really be decided by the people of the world, because there is a lack of people's hearts, and the more people decide one thing, the more chaos will occur. People have always been like this, the more there are, the more stupid they look, and the number of people is so large that even some obvious things will eventually come to a wrong choice!"

He shook his head lightly and said, "So, the world actually doesn't have the ability to choose its own destiny!"

Fang Yuan listened carefully, what the Heavenly Kui Sage said was that the human world did not have the ability to choose fate, not power!

Speaking of this, the Tiankui Sage looked at Fang Yuan seriously and said, "Therefore, only let us make decisions on behalf of the human world, if we win, then we will be wise ancestors, and we will be recorded in history forever, and the world will recite our ...... for thousands of years."

"If we lose, we will be the most heinous careerists, and the world will hate us for thousands of years!"

"But whether we win or lose, we always have to make a decision......

“...... It is also one of our responsibilities to carry the black pot!"

“......”

“......”

The words of the Tiankui Sage solved a problem in Fang Yuan's heart.

also made him finally make up his mind.

He raised his head, looked calm, and said, "I'm ready!"

This is the first time that he did not call himself "junior" in front of these big people in the world, but called "me"!

The Tiankui Saint laughed and said, "Everyone is ready!"

At this time, Old Man Lei suddenly rolled his eyes strangely and said, "That road ......"

Fang Yuan said: "I have made arrangements!"

Old Man Lei nodded, didn't say more, just put a black box on his back.

Fang Yuan glanced at the Tiankui Sage, looked at the drum, and said, "I'll knock it!"

The Tiankui Saint smiled: "If you knock it, the responsibility will be great!"

Fang Yuan said: "After all, I am younger, you have been famous for thousands of years, shouldn't the opportunity to show your face be given to juniors?"

The Tiankui Saint laughed and said, "You go!"

Fang Yuan walked to the big drum, took a deep breath, lifted the two drumsticks, and then hit it hard, he was not good at music, the only drum he could play was the snare drum on the magic side, the drum sounded vibrating, the sound spread for more than ten miles, and even the range of the small thunder platform did not go out, but this was a strange treasure, but the drum sound was far away, and it reached the ears of some people who should have heard the drum.

The ambition is fierce, the voice is solemn, and the sky and the earth are changing!

Tiankui Saint, Jingtian Saint, Luchuan Saint, Gufang Saint, Old Man Lei, etc., were all quietly listening to the sound of the drum, and the smile on their faces gradually faded, replaced by an indomitable calm, and a surging killing intent in the dark!

The Tiankui Sage waved his sleeves, and a huge ghost head hammer appeared in his hand and carried it on his shoulder.

"Let's go!"

He said in a deep voice, and a purple cloud rose under his feet, supporting him into the air.

At the same time, Fang Yuan also threw the drumsticks and set foot on the Nine Heavens with several other saints and Old Master Lei.

Thundered!

The air machine struck, the avenue shook, steepened the streamer, and swept away in one direction.

In the small thunder platform, countless disciples and disciples of Leizhou, or the patrol envoys and elders of the Immortal League, at this time, they all bowed their heads in unison, bowed towards the distant streamer, and saluted respectfully, with a low voice: "Congratulations to a few saints to eliminate demons!"

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Far north, in the midst of ice and snow, the sword head of the sword washing pool sitting quietly on the top of a snow-capped mountain, spoke to the seven young people in front of him, and after telling the last experience, he heard the faint sound of drums. He sighed softly, slowly stood up, and a boy beside him held a sword in front of him with both hands, he took the sword, and laughed in a low voice: "It's time to do business......

The figure turned into sword light and disappeared into the void in an instant, and the seven swordsmen behind him all saluted.

Huangzhou Nine Heavens, the Nine Heavenly Immortal Emperor was alone in the back mountain for a long time, and when the drum finally came, he just sighed softly and said "Time is not waiting for me", and then he didn't care to meet the prince's children and grandsons outside, and suddenly flew away, and the emperor's power was swinging.

"It's time for me to get down to business!"

In the Eight Desolate Cities on the Demon Side, the white-robed battle immortal Ren Gentian bundled up a shabby black armor and lifted the spear.

Facing the dark clouds in the sky, he shouted loudly and rose to the sky.

Everywhere in the body, the dark clouds were torn apart, revealing the bright sun behind the clouds!

"Ancestor, this matter should be left to me!"

On the island of forgetfulness in the South China Sea, Baishi Niangniang held her hands and stopped in front of the old ancestor who was on a dragon's head.

"You are not qualified enough, this battle, I can only go!"

The old ancestor of Forgetfulness Island sneered, directly pulled out the Baishi Niangniang, and strode into the air, how could there be a little old man, the void was lonely, there was only an old man's solemn background, and a sentence: "Baishi, from today on, you are the lord of Forgetfulness Island!"

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On Donghuang Mountain, Donghuang Mountain's wide robe and sleeves stood on the top of the mountain.

"You can't go!"

In front of him, the mountain keeper of Donghuang Mountain had a cold expression, as if he was giving an order, not a persuasion.

"I also know that Donghuang Mountain can't be absent in this battle!"

The mountain keepers of Donghuang Mountain have never been as categorical as at this time: "Therefore, if I replace Donghuang Mountain, you still have to stay here, continue to live, deduce a complete avenue, and lead the future world!

"This is the responsibility of my mountain guard!"

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