The old man's words, put in the mouth of ordinary people, should be full of a kind of blood and passion.

But when I heard him at this moment, there was a trace of sadness and determination.

In this world, there is no retribution for good and evil, there is selfishness, if the sky is not old, the vicissitudes of righteousness.

The mediocre, indulged in what is temporarily possessed in front of them, greedy, extravagant, short-sighted, and ruthless.

The sober, on the other hand, have to face seemingly endless grief, depression, separation, suffering and despair.

The young man in Tsing Yi put down the oil-paper umbrella in his hand and shook the water droplets on the tip of the umbrella.

He looked up at the sky and stretched out his hand as if to grasp something, but released it and held it flat with his palm.

"I used to be the Green Emperor, and I could dye the mountains and rivers. Now I am the blue sky, and I want all the colors to bloom in the sky! If there is still a bright sky in my heart, and a blue sky and white sun, and colorful colors, and the courage to walk on the road that runs through the north and south, and walk freely, then follow me!" The young man's tone was clear, like a slightly chilly raindrop blowing in the spring breeze, but it made people sober and clear.

Hearing his words, people felt an inexplicable feeling from the bottom of their hearts. It seems that something is also sprouting and growing, but it will take time to really grow and take shape.

In the distance, a rust-colored dragon composed of a chaotic combination of broken magic weapons soared into the air, crushing the void and directly smashing several big demons that stood in front of it.

The old man, who was full of red hair and his whole body was tightly tied with an iron turn, and his flesh was constantly cracking, fell from the sky, his mouth was still bleeding, but the smile on his face was extremely high.

"You're not dead yet, what's the matter?

"I've been waiting for you for almost a thousand years, and in this thousand years, Lao Tzu and I have killed a total of one hundred and seventy-five demons, destroyed thirty-nine demon cities, forty-two demon domains, and the eight demon lords of the Eastern Domain, Lao Tzu and I slaughtered two alone. A thousand years ago, you said that you would wait for the opportunity, but Lao Tzu I think, as long as you live, you must dare to do it, if we don't do anything, how can the opportunity fall from the sky?"

The red-haired old man coughed up blood while talking and laughing insolently.

However, in the Blue Emperor City, many people had already recognized this person's identity, and looked at the red-haired old man with eyes that were both frightened and reverent.

A young man who did not understand the identity of this person asked: "Who is this red-haired old man?

As soon as this remark came out, it was condemned and despised by several people around him at the same time.

"Young man, don't talk nonsense! He is the last backbone of our human race! Although many people who are reluctant to steal peace regard him as a devil who brings calamity. But he is indeed a great hero of our human race. An older soldier, with an iron hook in his left hand, slapped the bronze shield on the right button.

"According to legend, he is a descendant of the Yandi Lieshan clan in ancient times, and when he was a teenager, he was killed by demons, and since then he has been alone and embarked on the road of resisting demons. Everywhere they passed, the demons died. But the demons, in retaliation, besieged him, and at the same time slaughtered anyone who had anything to do with him, and destroyed and scorched earth wherever he went. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around him, even those who had heard of it for a long time, were also inexplicable.

I admire this person's courage, ability and demeanor, but I am afraid of being implicated and suffering from unjustified disasters.

"And what's his name now?" asked the young man who had been at the beginning.

"He said that he was a Chai Daoist, what does the Taoist mean, I can't understand. However, I heard rumors that the Lieshan clan is a descendant of Emperor Yan, and he is willing to turn into charcoal to light the flames of battle and resistance. The soldier's eyes seemed to be flickering with a faint fire, and he said with a heaviness.

At this time, the red-haired old man who claimed to be from Chai Dao shifted his gaze to the young man in Tsing Yi, and the fire in his eyes suddenly bloomed, and the rust-colored dragon surrounded him, writhing wantonly.

"To let the old turtle, the old turtle, get up from the ground, you are the hope and opportunity he thinks you have?"

"How much ability you have, let the old man try it!" With a wave of his hand, blood mixed with the majestic aura of the soldiers, poured into the rust-colored dragon, with endless edges, surging towards the young man in Tsing Yi.

The spirit of the soldiers, hurting the enemy first hurts themselves.

In fact, if it weren't for the special bloodline of the Chai Dao people, even if they were advanced in cultivation, they would not have lived to this day, and their bodies would have burst and died.

In the face of the rusty dragon that was rushing in, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, not caring at all, but instead blew a gust of wind and blew slightly from the body of the Chai Dao man.

Everywhere the breeze passed, all the cracked wounds healed, and the old wounds that had accumulated in his body and caused a great burden were also alleviated in a very comprehensive way.

A verdant leaf flew towards the Chai Dao people.

"Aoki's longevity formula, if the fire is to burn vigorously, you must add firewood. This skill is majoring in the power of Aoki, good at health preservation, and pregnant wood power. It's perfect for you... !" said the young man in Tsing Yi.

Higher in the clouds, after Chu He heard this, his heart was shocked, and there was a trace of a bitter smile on his face.

He just taught the Qingtian Ancient Tree some very common basic cultivation techniques, but at this time, the young man in Tsing Yi who turned into the Qingtian Ancient Tree, after his own deduction, has been able to come up with such a high-level cultivation technique, if it weren't for the Chu River foundation to be set early, maybe he would be tempted.

The chaidao man held the leaves in his hands, let the leaves melt into himself, closed his eyes and realized slightly, and then opened his eyes in an instant.

"This merit is very much in line with me, but I don't like it. If there is a technique of burning the heavens with fire, pass it on to me! There are too many living kings in this world, and there is no shortage of me. Chai Daoren unceremoniously said to the young man in Tsing Yi.

Ling Donome sighed and said: "Chai Lao Dao! The time has come, and now is the time for you and me to keep a useful body, change the day, and reshape the heavens and the earth." Why do you want to be so presumptuous?"

Chai Daoren laughed: "Even if the world is changed, what then? I am still me! If I am not me, what is the use of keeping me?"

Chu He was in the clouds, and he couldn't help but be moved by this person's courage.

Originally, I was going to hide until this matter disappeared for a while, and then I talked to the young man in Tsing Yi who turned into the ancient tree of the blue sky.

Now he found himself and said: "In this case, I have a skill, how about passing on to you?"

Lingdon rice and Chai Daoren looked in the direction of the Chu River at the same time.

And the young man in Tsing Yi also showed a difference and surprise expression on his face.

Chu He walked out, originally planning that since he had already found a substitute, he would simply hide behind the scenes and make trouble with the wind and rain.

Unfortunately, he's not a thoroughly scheming creature after all.

In his soul, there is a factor of blood.

"Who are you?" Chai Daoren didn't appreciate it at all, but in the face of Chu He's kindness, he burst out with an extremely strong oppressive force.

The Rusty Dragon, who had originally stopped in front of the young man in Tsing Yi, was staring at Chu He at the moment, as if he was ready to pounce on him and tear him apart.

"Who am I?" Chu He was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi, and then said loudly: "If he is a sower, a propagator of the Dao, the commander of the Dao for countless years to come, and even the leader of the Three Realms. Then I am the Dao Ancestor, the beginning of the Dao, because of the things he knows... I taught it!"

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