Chapter 149 The fog of life experience makes Ling Xiao feel confused
Liu Shen, who was dressed in green gauze, walked straight to the coffin with a touch of compassion on his charming face.
She looked at it carefully for a long time, sighed, and said: "Ten thousand years later, the heavens will dance with you, and you will no longer have to face the coming darkness alone."
The ruthless emperor said: "The world lord's parents have done a lot for him, and all of this is just to let him live."
"The so-called Hongjun and Heavenly Way are nothing compared to darkness."
Ling Xiao couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could tell that the ruthless emperor was telling her something.
But with his current strength, he doesn't seem to know much.
He glanced at the three thousand peak Yasheng monks, all looking at him.
Then, they rushed towards Chaos in unison.
Ling Xiao and a group of people with great supernatural powers opened their eyes at this time and clearly saw that the huge Zixiao Palace was turned into powder at this time.
Hongjun, Taiqing, Yuanshi, Kunpeng, Randen...
Their figures were in a miserable state, their hair was disheveled, and their bodies were torn with bloodstains, like trapped animals.
And those three thousand figures were suspended in the air, faintly blurred, and finally disappeared completely.
Ling Xiao stood at the door of the Wa Palace, his mind in confusion.
What is true and what is false?
The most troublesome thing in the world is when a person playing with an eagle gets pecked in the eye by an eagle!
But there are too many things that are out of control.
There are only three things that Ling Xiao can do at the moment.
1. Continue to expand your power, recruit disciples, seize opportunities, and become bigger and stronger.
2. Use deception and trickery to play tricks on all living beings and enhance the understanding of the two great principles.
3. Acquire the merits of heaven, and use the merits of heaven to feed the will of heaven and the great road among millions of universes in the body, thereby enhancing combat power.
However, now, I have to add one more thing.
4. My life experience seems to be a mystery. Ten thousand years later, I will return. Who will come back? What is hidden behind the fog?
Could it be that the Hongmeng world really existed, and that the man and woman were really his parents?
What is the coming darkness that Liu Shen and Wu Ren are talking about...
If you want to understand these things, I'm afraid it won't be clear in a short time.
Ling Xiao no longer thinks about these things. He never worries unfoundedly. These things are not under his control, and he only needs to do what he can.
"Go and do the heavenly merits first."
Ling Xiao was about to leave Wahuangtian, but was stopped by Nuwa and everyone.
Nuwa asked: "Fellow Taoist, is it true that the Lord of Hongmeng Realm said that Ling Xiao will return in ten thousand years?"
At this moment, everyone who cares about Ling Xiao is looking forward to it.
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and said: "You don't need to conquer Zixiao Palace anymore. It doesn't take ten thousand years. One thousand years is enough. Ling Xiao will return on his own. How can my young master really be killed?"
He will become a great saint within a thousand years!
If you expose the fact that you are not dead now, you will not get any increase in cultivation level.
So I left a hope for everyone, that after a thousand years, he will be resurrected!
And Ling Xiao was thinking that a thousand years later, after becoming a Taoist saint, the first thing he would do when he came back was to seek revenge from Taiqing and Yuanshi.
Even if Hongjun saw him coming back, there was nothing he could do.
He can protect everyone, he can leave at a moment's notice, and no one can find him like that.
"Old man, I believe in you!" Zhunti said: "I even believe that my elder brother will not die!"
Jie Yin laughed and said: "Unexpectedly, the true identity of the eldest brother is more terrifying than we thought."
When the white-haired old man transformed into Ling Xiao passed by these two people and heard their conversation, he felt very happy.
At this moment, everyone was watching the white-haired old man walking away.
"His back looks so lonely." Chang Xi murmured softly.
At this moment, everyone discussed and decided to park the coffin in Emperor Wa's Heaven and wait for Ling Xiao's resurrection and return after a thousand years.
However, even though everyone said they believed Ling Xiao would come back, they still had no confidence after all, because the possibility of being resurrected after the true spirit was destroyed and the soul shattered was extremely low.
From ancient times to the present, there is no exception.
However, the eyes of the creatures who were bound to Ling Xiao still showed a trace of longing.
The two Lich clans are particularly looking forward to Ling Xiao's resurrection.
Because they already knew that Ling Xiao had turned into the Demon of Destiny and exposed Hongjun as the mastermind behind it.
For the two clans, Ling Xiao is their strongest ally.
Nuwa still wanted to lead her army into Zixiao Palace, but at this moment, the two Lich clans understood that because Ling Xiao had passed away before, they decided to take a gamble and die together with Hongjun.
But now, things have turned around!
If it is true, Ling Xiao will return after a thousand years.
He knows the most. If he leads everyone to Zixiao Palace, the possibility of defeating Hongjun will be greater.
The person in charge of the two Lich clans politely dissuaded Nuwa and asked her to wait a little longer.
Xihe, Changxi, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe and others also tried to dissuade him one after another, saying that they would come back to the Wahuang Heaven in a thousand years.
Then they all left.
"Senior Sister Nuwa, my eldest brother's revenge will naturally be avenged, but we need to be patient now. Thank you, Senior Sister, for always helping us! If you have any instructions in the future, please let me know, and Senior Sister will definitely handle it!"
Jieyin and Zhunti bowed deeply towards Nuwa, with only admiration in their eyes.
Nuwa, who had never received the gift from these two people, moved her graceful figure away, and a celestial light slowly lifted them up.
If that's the case, then wait.
But she didn't regret anything she did.
Something unexpected happens in the next second!
Just listen to the void in Emperor Wa's sky, a burst of spiritual energy, and the space is torn apart.
Four figures appeared out of thin air.
But it was Taiqing, Yuanshi, Kunpeng, and Randen.
Taiqing and Yuanshi were both the realms of the second heaven of heavenly saints.
Kunpeng and Ran Deng were forcibly upgraded by Hongjun, and are now at the peak of the Sub-Saint.
Previously, the powerful three thousand Yasheng destroyed the Zixiao Palace and then disappeared. Hongjun asked these four people to return to the ancient times.
But they didn't go back to the dojo, they came here.
The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Jie Yin and Zhunti didn't say anything. They used many magic weapons and rushed forward.
Seeing the two of them being so decisive, the four people from Taiqing were in a daze for a moment.
After all, the Heavenly Saint is inferior to the Dao Saint. Within a moment, the two of them were held down and beaten.
But Kun Peng and Ran Deng took advantage of the chaos to attack Nu Wa. Nu Wa had previously deposed herself as a saint and became a monk at the peak of the sub-sage. One against two.
Fortunately Fuxi was present and fought with him to the bitter end.
Suddenly, the space in the distance was torn apart, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared. The moment he appeared, he raised his hand and swept out two magic powers.
The bodies of Kun Peng and Ran Deng were suddenly chopped into pieces, and blood flowed into the sky. Their souls were knocked out, and they were trembling in the void, terrified.
"Boy, does it hurt? If it hurts, get out of here. Don't really die here."
The old man appeared and smiled at Kunpeng. He was clad in white clothes, with his lapel slightly open, and the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, showing his fairy-like temperament.
The ball of light appeared in his hand and turned out to be a book. The book flew to Nuwa.
(End of chapter)