Destiny did not tell the truth about Death's betrayal of Lu Yin and Master Mi's attack on Lu Yin. Once it was revealed, the entire Xiangcheng would collapse.
She knew that Lu Yin was in danger. Once Mi Master succeeded in the future, he would definitely take over Xiangcheng. Even the ancestors could not stop this, so it was the most stupid thing for people in Xiangcheng to be hostile to Mi Master now.
No matter what the Lord's purpose is.
In the end, not only himself, but also the entire human civilization will benefit.
The one I feel most sorry for is naturally Lu Yin.
The ancestor talked with everyone for a long time, and finally everyone dispersed, leaving only fate and death.
"Tell me, what are you hiding? I know you too well, Master."
Destiny raised his eyes and looked at the God of Death.
Death was as calm as water, as if nothing had happened.
The ancestor also looked at the God of Death: "Chu Heizi, tell me."
There is still no death.
Destiny sneered: "Why, you can't say it? Or you don't dare to say it? Are you afraid that the master will clean up the house?"
The God of Death looked at the First Ancestor: "I helped Master Mi assassinate Lu Yin."
One sentence made the ancestor's expression change drastically, and his mind exploded. This feeling was heavier than facing the four masters directly.
He could hardly believe what he heard: "What did you say?"
The God of Death was very calm, terrifyingly calm: "I helped Master Mi assassinate Lu Yin."
The ancestor stared blankly at the God of Death, as if he had known him for the first time.
Destiny clenched his fist and almost couldn't help but hit him again.
The calmer Death becomes, the angrier she becomes.
"Why?" The ancestor didn't understand. He was missing too much experience.
The God of Death looked at the ancestor: "Lu Yin can be 10% sure that he will transcend the Master in the future, but Mi Master is 90% sure."
The ancestor was still waiting for Death to speak, but that was all Death had to say.
"No more?"
"No more."
"That's all?"
"What else do you want?"
Destiny couldn't bear it any longer and kicked him. The God of Death fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Chu Heizi, you, you." Destiny didn't know how to say it, but there was an indescribable feeling of oppression in her heart that made her unable to curse even if she wanted to.
The God of Death stood up slowly and looked at her calmly: "I have stood firm, continue?"
Destiny was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
The ancestor waved his hand helplessly: "You go."
Destiny looked at the ancestor: "Master."
The ancestor suddenly became much older and said, "Let's go."
Death turned and walked away.
Destiny gritted her teeth, kicked him away again, and then left.
On the same spot, the ancestor looked at the starry sky for a long time, then came outside Xiangcheng, closed his eyes, and released his consciousness crazily.
In an instant, everyone in Xiangcheng noticed it.
With Xiangcheng as the center, it spreads towards the endless distance. At the same time, the mirage left by the universe, wherever there is a restricted area of ​​​​consciousness, explodes with the power of consciousness, accompanied by the voice of the ancestor, spread to the entire universe: "Zhuzhu, where are you?
Come back."
"Zhuzhu, where are you? Come back."
"Zhuzhu, where are you? Come back."
…
Countless voices spread throughout the universe, attracting countless creatures in the universe to look at the stars. They all heard it. Although they could not understand it, the call and desire in the voice moved countless creatures.
In Xiangcheng, fate closed its eyes.
The God of Death came to the city again and looked at the stars, his eyes always calm.
Wang Chenchen leaned against the tree with sad eyes.
The calls made everyone in Xiangcheng stop what they were doing, face the nearby statue of Lu Yin, and kneel down slowly: "Lord Lu, come back."
"Please, come back."
"Come back."
…
Just a few inches apart, the four masters were all moved.
They didn't expect that human civilization could be so united, which cannot be seen in any other civilization. Especially the ancestor actually spent his majestic consciousness calling Lu Yin. Doesn't he cherish those powers that belong to the dominance level? How much these consciousnesses consume can really make a difference.
of consumption, unless he breaks through the master.
He was actually willing to pay such a high price to bring back Lu Yin.
Far away, on the meteorite, Lu Yin heard it. He heard the call of his ancestor with his remaining meager consciousness, but he was unable to respond and couldn't even move a finger.
Not far away, Master Mi opened his eyes with complicated expressions, "If possible, who would be willing to do such a thing? The compensation I can give is to fulfill your wish and let civilization reach the top, and your achievements will never be erased.
, go with peace of mind."
The sounds Lu Yin heard were getting lower and lower. No matter how the ancestor called, he gradually couldn't hear it.
Eventually, consciousness goes blank.
Is death darkness or rebirth? It is said that another life will appear after death, but what about half-death?
Goodbye to everything of the old days.
However, the future is not far away.
After a while, Wang Wen arrived, faced Master Mi, and saluted slowly: "How is the situation, senior?"
Master Mi didn't look back: "Very good."
Wang Wen raised his head and looked expectantly: "What about this junior's side?"
Mi Zhu turned around and looked at Wang Wen. For a moment, Wang Wen dreamed back to a long time ago, as if he had returned to the Nine Bases era, as if he was facing Mi Zhu and Mr. Zi Zi again.
At that time, they left a seal in his body that could never be broken.
This seal is heavier than what the six masters left to him. It has nothing to do with cultivation, but human beings' own understanding of human beings. They gave him an emotional seal.
The birth of living beings is most in line with the laws of the universe, and any subsequent changes are away from the laws of the universe. Therefore, living beings will get closer and closer to death, die, disperse, and then be born with new lives. This is a cycle.
Why does Wang Wen cultivate the power of fantasy? Because thinking is the slowest method of cultivation away from the laws of the universe.
But Mishu and Mr. Zizi left various powers in his body that could make him very strong. These powers did not belong to him, but they could be used by him. In this way, his original intention of cultivating fantasy power changed.
Let me ask, he can find a way to break the seal left by the six masters to restrict his cultivation. But how can he reduce his already improved cultivation level? Transform and rebuild? He is already part of the blood inheritance of the king. Once he transforms and rebuilds
, he, is not him anymore.
So he needs Mi Lord to take back the power that doesn't belong to him.
Wang Wen kept his saluting posture and did not move.
Master Mi looked at him quietly: "You keep calling me senior, which is wrong. You are the king, and the king is you, and the king's survival years are not inferior to mine."
Wang Wen respectfully said: "I am not Your Majesty, Your Majesty is dead. I will always be Wang Wen."
Mi Zhu looked at him deeply, then raised his hand and pointed it at Wang Wen from a distance. He didn't see him doing anything. Wang Wen only felt that his body was empty. Many powers that were familiar but did not belong to him disappeared in an instant, such as physical strength.
I felt like I had become a lot weaker instantly.
But this kind of weakness is the real him.
To be continued...