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Chapter 269 The Intent of the World!(1/4)

 Rumble!
With a loud noise, the two white jade doors of the Tiantian Palace slowly opened.
In an instant!
A mysterious and incomprehensible aura spreads!
Regardless of those black-robed monks.
Or those rare birds and animals.
Just the slightest contact with this breath, a trace of trance appeared in his eyes, and his expression changed instantly.
happy.
sad.
anger.
Horror... to name a few.
But this breath only lasted for a moment, and then suddenly disappeared.
In the misty clouds.
A figure slowly walked out of the Heavenly Palace.
Wearing a mysterious robe.
Standing tall and straight.
Although he looks a bit ordinary.
But there is a unique temperament about him, which even completely suppresses the majestic and domineering Celestial Palace behind him.
Eyes flickering.
It seems that the world of mortals is constantly changing.
But if you look carefully, the world of mortals is like clouds and smoke, covering up its indifferent and ruthless nature.
Behind him.
Sixteen old men in black robes lined up on both sides, looking serious and respectful.
The man slowly walked down the heavenly palace. Wherever he passed, a jade staircase appeared out of thin air for him to move forward.
"Greetings, Young Master!"
See the man.
Countless black-robed monks bowed respectfully, with endless fanaticism and respect flashing in their eyes.
Young Master!
A legend among legends!
In the past, in his mortal form, he went from being a little person who was disliked by everyone and despised by everyone. He defeated countless competitors and defeated countless talented people, step by step, to reach his current position.
his experience.
Worthy of being called a legend!
The man suddenly stopped.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Normally, the man would not even look at the respect and respect from everyone. There has never been an exception, and everyone has long been accustomed to this. When they saw him stop, they were stunned for a moment.
react to.
"Young Master."
Behind him.
An old man at the front of the queue said cautiously, "But do you have something to tell me?"
"Qi Lao."
The meaning of the world in the man's eyes is even greater.
But he asked an extremely weird question.
"Do you have any friends?"
A moment.
Everyone was shocked!
Let someone else do it.
It doesn't seem too abrupt to ask this question.
But what the man in front of me is cultivating is the mysterious and mysterious meaning of the world of mortals. He travels in the world of mortals like a dream but not a dream, and experiences the various states of living beings. When he wakes up from the dream and returns one day, he will experience all kinds of emotions.
Cut it off, leaving only a trace of the mysterious and lofty worldly breath.
Men's temperament.
They know it very well.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a ruthless shortcut.
On weekdays, there are very few people who can say a word to him. Why do you mention the word "friend" now?
Could it be...
"Young Master."
Qi Lao suppressed the horror in his heart.
"Did something go wrong during the retreat?"
He was a little worried.
Although this mortal world can be called a heaven-defying method, and it has been improved by the man, the risk is still great. If one is not careful and fails to withstand the training of the world of mortals, but is infiltrated by it, he will not be able to distinguish between dreams and
Reality leads to loss of self and ultimately failure.
"Not really."
The man shook his head and continued walking.
"I'm close to perfection."
See the situation.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief instantly.
only.
But they couldn't see that there was a strange color in the man's eyes, amidst the flowing red dust.
Exiting customs this time.
After he cut off everything.
But there is still a trace of a very strange emotion that he once longed for.
and a name.
Gu Han.

Border wilderness.
Gu Han remained silent and stood for a long time.
The previous situation was severe and there were successive battles. No one paid attention here at all. He simply couldn't figure out whether the disappearance of Yang Ying's body was because some secrets were triggered and the time power of Xuandan camp was triggered.
It was washed away.
I want to ask Qianye.
But he had already fallen into a deep sleep.
"Ah!"
To be continued...
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