Heavenly Martial Arts - 405

Staring at this very mysterious figure, He Heng nodded, and then suddenly asked: “Can you answer me a question, what is your identity?”

The other party smiled mysteriously, stretched out an index finger and said, “It’s not a good habit to be too curious? You know, for our existence, even just a name is a taboo in the long river of time, with great cause and effect. Are you sure you want to know?”

Under these simple words, He Heng suddenly felt a horror for no reason. He only felt that his whole body was invisible under the eyes of the other party, and all secrets were not secrets.

Hum!

There was a sensation in the mind, and the treasure mirror of the heavens that existed in the depths of the true spirit also faintly transmitted a wave at this moment. The mysterious young man in Taoist robe in front of him could actually make this extremely mysterious treasure react. The last time there was such a thing. The situation is still in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. The two stalwart existences at the end of the underworld are the most powerful abilities that He Heng has seen so far. The terrible level is still higher than that of the Taoist Dan Xiao above the peak of the Profound Yellow Realm. It is most likely to be Even in ancient times, things are enough to be called the strongest Taoist-level figures.

Is this ordinary young man in front of him a Taoist monarch?

When contacting the other party to talk about the nerves that originated from Xuanmen Tianzun, it is not impossible.

Taking a breath, He Heng suppressed the shock in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward and shook his head: “This…senior, since you don’t want to tell the junior’s name, then forget it, just don’t know why you asked me those two questions just now. ?”

A trace of remembrance flashed in the young man’s eyes, and he murmured: “No, this is just my hobby to pass the time for hundreds of millions of years. By the way, I would like to help my younger disciples. Of course, I also hope to find a correct answer. And your answer today It’s not bad. Let me make a decision, so I will give you a chance. Don’t think too much about your cultivation. It’s not worth your calculation.”

“Promote the younger disciples?” He Heng grasped the key and asked, “Senior is the patriarch of the Supreme Palace? It’s just a few hundred million years. Could it be that the ancestor of the Supreme Palace was founded 33 days ago?”

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the Great Sky World should have been in the middle and late stages of ancient times. The two races of immortals and gods dominated the world. The human race was just an ordinary race. The Xuanmen was already very prosperous at that time, and it took 33 days to test. disciple?

“The ancestor of the Supreme Palace? I am indeed, after all, this is the inheritance of my master. As for these 33 days, it was built after antiquity and only existed for more than 20 million years.” The young man said meaningfully. “But who said that this place was founded by someone later?”

“It wasn’t founded by Grand Master Taishang Palace. Could it be that the thirty-three days have another source?” He Heng was slightly surprised.

The young man sneered: “If they founded it, how could they keep their nerves here, thinking that everyone is as generous as I am?”

He Heng pondered for a while and nodded. Also, if the Thirty-Three Heavens were really created by Grand Master Taishanggong, how could they not leave the supreme classics cave nerves originating from the Three Heavens here, letting people try their chances. This kind of classics of the town school should be strictly guarded against.

The young man said again: “I said before that the Nine Heavens of the Colorless Realm was generated by the Qi of the First Profound Essence of the Sanqing Realm, and these 33 days were actually just the derivation of some fragments of the Sanqing Realm. I was originally The traces of distraction left by the body in the Sanqing realm have flowed here after the Sanqing realm was broken. I existed long before this space existed.”

“Sanqingjing, what is that place?” He Heng asked.

“You will naturally know about this in the future. Now you should go to the Wulangjie to find your nerves.” The young man seemed to not want to talk more, waved, throwing He Heng into the Wulangjie, and murmured at the same time: “He I actually have that breath on my body. It’s interesting. I probably understand the’first ancestor’s robbery’, let’s see, who can take the last step and reach the big Luotian. Those cowards are afraid of you, I am not afraid.”

When he was speaking, he raised his head and looked out of the sky, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure slowly disappeared.

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“What is the origin of that person, who has lived together for hundreds of millions of years? This great supernatural power is really a surviving Taoist monarch?” In the colorless world, He Heng recalled what he said to the mysterious young man. Every sentence in order to get more information.

After a long time, he exhaled a long sigh, clenched his fists, and said with determination in his eyes: “No matter what else, try the difficulty of this colorless world nine days first, and the nerves of the nine scrolls.”

When I said that, a towering stone tablet appeared in front of me, writing “Yu Shantian”.

“Is this the first day of Wulangjie…” After taking a closer look at the stone tablet, He Heng tried another punch and confirmed that he could not destroy it violently, so he had to continue to move forward.

Under He Heng’s feet is a gray-white path, covered with gravel and dust, and above his head is a bright red sun. The dazzling light covers the road where he is walking alone, pulling his back for a long time. very long.

There is no stopping, no road, no end.

He Heng kept walking like that until the scorching sun above his head had set and a round of bright crescents rose, and he never reached his destination.

On the first day of this colorless world, it seemed that there was only this road, and nothing else.

After pondering for a while, he did not stop to rest, but chose to continue walking on this seemingly endless path forever.

Either go to the end of the road, or die halfway.

Soon, the sun rose again, and there was still only the road ahead, and the road behind him, nothing else.

He Heng, he is still on the road.

Since there is no end to the road, people naturally can’t stop, and the only choice before them is… to go on.

There is no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and he has forgotten all the earthly cumbersomeness in his mind. At this moment, he has only one goal, to come to the end of the road!

I don’t know when, the sun will set again, the moonlight is spreading all over the earth, the lonely and cold world, only a figure walking alone on the road.

People can’t stop before the end of the road.

Go on! !

Persevering in this belief, He Heng continued to move forward.

Deadly, cold, and lonely!

All kinds of emotions that had been cut off by him gradually came to his heart, killing his beliefs, telling him: as long as you take a step back, you can leave here and get rid of this aimless road.

“Those who mess with my heart, kill!” With a cold drink, the invisible blade light slashed all retreats, and walked forward with unwavering determination.

Regardless of whether I can reach the end or not, at least I am already on the road at the moment, so I will never retreat.