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Between the gray and hazy, the light bloomed brightly, the golden sun and the silver-white light hung high like a bright moon, and a huge noble, simple and ancient palace stood majestically, spanning the chaotic void, making the chaotic and empty world thick and vast.

Above the main hall, in the hazy clouds and mist, several figures rose and fell, flashing with the breath of the supreme vastness, like the sky is boundless, shocking the Quartet.

"I ...... I feel that fate is beating!" A note suddenly echoed above the palace that had been silent for a long time.

Wow!

Suddenly, it was like a pebble suddenly falling into the calm water, instantly breaking a wave of Qingning and stirring up ripples.

"My fate is also faintly beating......" Another ethereal voice sounded, echoing in the palace, leisurely.

"The deity also has a hunch. Then, a fiery and domineering voice also sounded.

"What does the beating of fate portend?"

"Worship ancestors, ancestors, and the Son of Heaven, what do you think?" asked a voice with a long history of vicissitudes.

The ancestor raised his eyes and glanced at the Chaos Ancestral Gods, and then looked at the chaotic world, the heaven and earth that was as bright as a pearl at that moment, and said inexplicably: "I'm afraid, such cause and effect still comes from the Pangu Flood Wilderness." ”

"The fate of our waiting is all there!" Speaking of this, the expression of the ancestor became a little fluttering.

When the rest of the ancestral gods heard this, they immediately fell silent.

Destiny!

The simple two words, but they are thicker than the sky, which cannot be measured since ancient times, and they are also the root of bringing them together here.

"The era is long, everything is fate!" Panzu is long and ancient, and the voice of the vicissitudes of life contains infinite exclamations and colors.

He was the most ordinary and ordinary chaotic stubborn stone in the chaos, because of the chance, a trace of spirituality was born by chance, and since then he has begun the arduous and slow road of seeking the Tao, the period when he was born Panzu has long been unable to remember, and the vicissitudes of life he has experienced can not be narrated, forgotten in memory, in forgetting to start again, the cycle repeatedly, over and over again, through one era after another.

He witnessed the glorious and brilliant world, witnessed one after another wonderful and brilliant chaotic Tianjiao, and watched them stand up to the sky and the earth, swaying the world's pride and ambition, crisscrossing the chaotic world, roaring the avenue boundless, some ascended to the sky and stepped into the supreme, and some fell gloomily, like a meteor shining in an era, and finally came to an abrupt end, immersed in the grave of history, and gradually disappeared.

And he was always a bystander.

As soon as you close your eyes, an era comes to an end, and when you open your eyes, a new era begins.

At the same time, although his cultivation grew extremely slowly, it became more and more profound and terrifying through a long period of continuous accumulation, precipitation, and fusion......

Finally, in this era, he reached the peak of the ancestral god and grasped a trace of fate.

At that moment, he suddenly woke up, and unexpectedly, before he knew it, he also stepped on the peak of the peak and came to the doorless.

The vicissitudes of time, the past is like a dream, such as electricity, he clearly remembers the scene after scene since his birth, meticulously, without a trace of forgetting, countless eras of time flow shadow appeared in his spiritual world, at that moment, Panzu was fascinated, tears rippled.

On that day, Panzu was reborn!

He is no longer an eternal spectator, he can also truly step on the stage of the era, crisscrossing in all directions, shining on chaos.

The traces of fate loom ahead, like an eternal flickering lamp, and it has become the eternal pursuit of Panzu.

At this point, Panzu is here!

"Fate......" The ancestor who was as pure as the wind couldn't help but groan, looking at the Pangu desolation, and the jade pupils reflected a trace of pure color.

"Fate is beating, Pangu Heaven and Earth must change, what is the best strategy?"

"Wait!"

..................

Flood the world, barren cliffs.

Under the barren cliff, 90,000 miles away, there was a gray hazy space, filled with countless chaotic air currents, which was a miniature chaotic space transformed by a chaotic cave in Pangu.

And in the middle of the chaotic space, a white-robed figure sat here cross-legged, countless chaotic air currents lingering, and the figure loomed, as if it was in cultivation.

Suddenly, the chaotic aura that was calm like a whirlpool surging towards the white-robed figure shook, and then, countless chaotic airflows exploded, clearly revealing the white-robed figure in the middle.

Swish!

A golden light flashed, and the white-robed figure suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a golden pupil, while the other was black and white, without brilliance, looking ordinary and impermanent.

The eyes are different, which is really amazing.

"What's wrong?" a gentle voice sounded.

After a long pause, another vicissitudes of life echoed.

"Some of the restlessness. ”

"Why don't I feel it?" the gentle voice was a little confused.

The vicissitudes of life smiled in a tone: "Although you and I are both desolate, after all, we only share a physical body, and the will of the soul is still different." I can feel it, but it doesn't mean that you are too, you still have to work hard...... Hehe. ”

The old man was speechless for a while: "......"

He is already in the Heavenly Dao Realm, what else can he say about the "encouragement" suddenly sparked by the Desolate Ancestor.

"Tell the point!" said the old man in the end.

Huang Zu's expression seemed to be a little brisk, and he was not affected by the so-called restlessness, and said in a relaxed tone: "I vaguely feel that someone seems to be calculating our information, and the heavenly machine is warning us." ”

"So, we're exposed?" said Araku's voice changed slightly.

The desolate ancestor smiled indifferently, and his vicissitudes of life became more and more ethereal and hazy: "Exposure is inevitable, after all, when you and I were in reincarnation, we once showed our hands in front of the heavens and the earth, and this is the biggest flaw." ”

"You're not in a hurry?" said the old man, who was a little strange.

"Why be in a hurry? As long as you look down and don't look up in this world, you will face a day sooner or later, and you can't avoid it. The Wild Ancestor smiled leisurely, indifferently, as if everything was under control.

The old man was silent for a few breaths before Huo Ran said: "You are becoming more and more like me before......

Arazu's laughter paused, and he also fell silent, and then laughed: "Haha...... With each other, you're becoming more and more like me before. ”

But the old man didn't laugh, but was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Is this a subtle fusion? Moreover, it is you!"

Huang Zu smiled for a while, and was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "Don't think about it, don't worry! You and I are one, after the fusion, how can there be any difference between you and me?"

The old man was speechless for a while.

The old man was silent, and the ancestor gradually fell into silence.

In the end, the chaotic aura continued to converge again, flocking to the white-robed figure in the center, and the white-robed figure closed the magical golden black and white eyes again at some point, and the white-robed figure gradually loomed between the surging aura.

Everything is back to the same, it seems to be no different, but it seems that in some way, there is a slight change.