The scenes of Chongchong Mountain and Mingyuezhai suddenly disappeared.
The live broadcast ended abruptly.
In the sky above Yi Lei Mountain, the light screen and many magical medicines were still suspended. At this time, when the rest of the picture and the Lei Gang disappeared, it felt even more unreal.
Wang Li looked away from the disappearing scene, only to find that many people were already kneeling around him.
Almost all the monks from the Chaos Continent who had taken refuge in the Yi Lei Mountain Taoist Temple were kneeling on the ground at this time, including the Heavenly Lord and several great masters of the God Transformation stage.
He was a little stunned, but he immediately understood why.
These people were too close to him. Maybe people outside Yi Lei Mountain didn't know why the ionosphere in the entire world suddenly went berserk, but these people should have sensed the connection between him and these thunder gangs.
Perhaps even his senior sister's flying sword that day was misunderstood by these people as his handiwork and was blamed on him.
Most people in the world of cultivation still don't know what kind of person the so-called creator is in this live broadcast, but the level of this battle and everything that appears has exceeded their knowledge and is beyond their understanding.
beyond the limits of their imagination.
Whether it's the battle at Zhu Chong Mountain or Mingyue Zhai, they are truly god-like battles.
In such a battle, even the most incompetent Senior Brother Zhu Chongshan is an existence they cannot understand. Those Yin soldiers who can fight against the demons and their bodies that can recover under the impact of destructive power are all let down by them.
They feel extremely powerful.
But this is really the weakest among them.
The Three Saints are naturally considered the most powerful existences in the world of cultivation.
But even if the three saints join forces, it seems that it is not enough to make people feel amazing in such a battle.
The most terrifying thing is naturally the thunder gang that fills the sky, which instantly fills the entire world of cultivation, and the subsequent sword slash.
A battle that is beyond everyone's understanding, a battle like a god. What kind of person is there who can participate in such a battle?
And now, all the monks from the Chaos Continent who took refuge in the Yi Lei Mountain Taoist Temple knew that Wang Li participated in such a battle and was the initiator of the thunder and lightning that filled the sky.
Faced with such an existence, how can they still maintain their Taoist mind?
Looking at the kneeling monks around him, Wang Li didn't feel any joy, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Many of the work lists may not seem to have anything special, but when linked to today's battle, many things seem to have long been connected.
From a long time ago, he thought that what Gray Dao Temple had been avoiding was the law of heaven, but in fact the law of heaven was the last thing he needed to avoid.
The fact is that the Three Saints should have known about him since they gave Yi Lei Mountain as his fiefdom. For a long time after that, I am afraid that the Three Saints were just judging the relationship between him and Lu Shen at this moment.
Will Liang appear as an enemy of the Three Saints, or will she stand on their side?
So, when did the Three Saints start to make preliminary judgments about him and Lu Shenliang?
He doesn't have any clues now.
He also didn't know why his senior sister Lu Shenliang wanted to join the battle in the end.
Do you want to show your attitude, or is there some other special reason?
But he knew that his senior sister must have a reason for doing this.
The world seems to have calmed down at this time, as if after a drastic change, everyone needs a buffer period to think.
But at this moment, Jiang Xueli sensed something.
She looked to the west in disbelief and saw a strange blackness.
…
There are four continents on the eastern edge, Hongshan Island and Baishui Temple.
Baishui Temple is a low-ranking training place in Hongshan Continent. It only has a few pretty good talisman makers. If it appears in the sight of other sects in Hongshan Continent, it must have excellent talisman makers.
There is no suitable Talisman Maker who can help refine the materials.
Other than that, it has very little presence.
Deep inside the mountain gate of Baishui Temple, there are several thatched cottages in front of a stalactite-shaped hill.
There is a hot spring in front of the thatched cottage, with gurgling white spring water.
An elegant scribe sat on a pebble at the edge of the spring, with a guqin in front of him.
Playing the piano near the water has a very elegant feeling.
But at this moment, the white spring water turned black.
A monk in black clothes with radiant hair appeared opposite him.
"It turns out that you, Bei Mingzhou, have discovered this a long time ago." The moment this elegant scribe saw this black-clothed monk who seemed to be covered in ice and snow, he suddenly became enlightened and seemed to suddenly understand a problem.
The eyes of the monk in black clothes were extremely peaceful. He looked at this elegant scribe, nodded slowly and said, "Then why did you do that?"
The elegant scribe raised his head with emotion, looked at the sky that was no longer strange at this time, and said: "Beiming Continent has always been abnormal. There is a giant kun in Beiming, and they can live in harmony with the giant kun, and can even defend against enemies together.
So we began to suspect that there are also unusual alien beings in Beimingzhou and Black Sky Holy Land."
The monk in black clothes listened to his words very carefully and seemed to have figured out some issues that he had not figured out before.
Then he nodded slowly and said: "So in the past many years, the number of demons coming to Beimingzhou was far more than elsewhere in the world of cultivation. This is not a pure coincidence."
The elegant scribe nodded.
The monk in black clothes pondered for a moment and said: "So you have always wanted to find out what is in Beimingzhou, or are you sure that there is something in Beimingzhou that you want, and you want to get it?"
"This is not a secret that I can know." The elegant scribe said gently: "But if I were to guess, I'm afraid there is something important in Bei Mingzhou. That's why she wanted to explore it five times, but
It’s a pity that Beimingzhou and Jukun have been blocking it together.”
The black monk nodded.
The elegant scribe continued: "At the same time, we also have countless questions about the Three Saints, and we are still not sure whether the Three Saints are strong among the natives of this world of cultivation, or are other aliens. In this case, then
The best way is to provoke a conflict between the Black Sky Holy Land, Beiming Continent and the Three Saints."
The monk in black nodded again, then looked at him and continued to ask, "Then what is the relationship between you and her? Servant? Disciple? Or are they equal entities?"
The elegant scribe suddenly laughed when he heard this question, but his smile was a little bleak.
He did not answer the question directly, but instead asked: "Do you know what is the saddest thing?"
The black-clothed monk simply shook his head.
The elegant scribe said: "The saddest thing is that when you play hard, your family is gone and you don't even know what you are."
The monk in black listened carefully, but said directly: "I don't quite understand."
"After the World Destruction War, many ordinary players naturally fell in this world of cultivation, and I was one of them." The elegant scribe sighed, "If you play well, you can't go back, and you can't go back at all."
Know your past.”
The monk in black thought for a while and said: "So the creator of Ellie, she helped you restore your memory?"
The elegant scribe said: "Yes."
"If you receive a little kindness from others, you must repay it with springs. She treats you like a new child. You should help her with things." The black-clothed monk looked at him and said, "But this should be a very small incident?"
"What do you mean by a very small incident?" The elegant scribe was a little surprised, but he did not understand these words.
The black-clothed monk said: "Based on the current situation, after the world-destroying battle, there should be countless players in the world of cultivation, but she should only have helped a very small number of people like you to regain their memories?"
The elegant monk nodded, "As far as I know, it should be like this."
"Those who are lucky must have their reasons." The black-clothed monk said, "We have this old saying in Beimingzhou."
The elegant scribe frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Since only a few people have such an opportunity, why can you be one of the very few? Is there anything special about it?" The black-clothed monk said: "There is no such thing as luck for no reason, especially for hundreds of people.
One in ten thousand or even tens of millions of lucky ones.”
The expression of the elegant scribe suddenly changed.
The monk in black looked at him and said: "What you see in front of you is the fact, but this fact starts from what you see in front of you. How do you know the facts before what you see in front of you?"
The elegant scribe's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face became even more ugly, "I still don't understand what you mean."
The monk in black said: "You think she helped you retrieve your memory, but you saw the process of her helping you retrieve your memory. Do you know how she helped you retrieve your memory? Have you never doubted whether you
Is it really you, your memory, is it really your memory?"
"Impossible! How could I..." The elegant scribe cried out uncontrollably.
The monk in black didn't stop for a moment, and his figure faded into the void. "I'm not here to argue with you. You can naturally find the answer yourself."
The elegant scribe looked at where the figure of the black-clothed monk disappeared, and his body continued to tremble.
In the Baicao Market that year, he and another practitioner teamed up to create a murderous crime, with the ultimate goal of provoking a fight between the Black Sky Holy Land and the Three Saints.
The main messenger behind this is Ellie.
He did things for Ellie because Ellie helped him find his true self.
But now, his state of mind was indeed penetrated by the words of the monk in black.
Since countless years ago, he has always been very lucky, and even felt that I was alone in the world, but now, he is full of a sense of powerlessness.
Judging from today's chess game, he even began to suspect that the Black Sky Holy Land and the Three Saints at that time entered the game deliberately.
He originally thought that these people were working hard to find the truth of the world, but starting from today, it seemed that he would have to start looking for the truth again.
(I owe a chapter today, and will update it tomorrow.)