Looking at Su Junbao, he remembered his tragic fate and life experience! He was clearly the prince of the empire, and now he could only live in this place without any roots and bottomlessness. He wanted him to erase some of his own from this world, but he was actually his biological mother. What else is more tragic than the betrayal of blood?
Thinking of this, Su Junbao's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, his facial features that were invisible were extremely distorted, and his eyes were only staring at the magic weapon with a faint light!
Inheriting it means that Su Junbao will be Mu Qingche back and inherit his tragic life experience and destiny.
Before coming up, Su Junbao imagined that no matter what kind of magic weapon and blade it was, he would go forward without hesitation to subdue it, but now, he seems to have lost the courage to pull it up.
The Yuanming Divine Sword seemed to sense the arrival of the master. In the thousands of murderous auras, there were cheerful sword sounds, urging Su Junbao to move forward. It had been covered with dust for hundreds of years. It could not wait to return to a strong man and fight again in the battlefield.
Su Junbao was still hesitating, and countless voices fought in his mind.
A voice said, "Go up, it belongs to you. Pick it up, you are the prince of the empire, and it will help you take back everything that belongs to you."
A voice said, "Don't think about it, you are just Su Junbao, an unknown little person. What can you beat those people? You still have Yanzhi, Yuenu, Alaisha... They all need you to take care of. If you die, what should they do?"
…!
Su Junbao was timid, timid in his unbearable fate and inferiority complex.
This time he is not facing any enemy, but himself.
Yanzhi leaned in his arms blankly, looked at the sword, and then looked at Su Junbao. She didn't understand why he stood here for a long time and didn't play with her. Her young mind could not understand the most complex emotional problems in the world.
Suddenly, Su Junbao, who was in silence, felt something existed behind him. He suddenly turned his head and saw a little old man wearing cloth shoes standing behind him. He was dressed in plain clothes and plain appearance, with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.
This scene was a bit surprising. When Su Junbao came up, he was sure that there were no other outsiders here. He could see at a glance that the old man who appeared in front of him was not a person in a sense. He could only be regarded as a afterimage, his body was almost transparent and empty, even more illusory than the dragon ancestors seen below the tower.
The old man also noticed that Su Junbao was watching him!
"Can you see me?" he asked first.
Su Junbao nodded mechanically, not used to talking to someone who is not a human being.
"It's so strange. The old dragons below can't detect my existence. You kid can actually see it. It's so strange. The person who can be summoned by a divine object is indeed a bit unique!" said the old man.
In fact, Su Junbao didn't know why he could see it at all. This might be because of Yanzhi. He thought to himself and guessed who the old man was.
Thinking of this, Su Junbao gently put down the rouge, held her hand, walked forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sister Su Junbao, I have seen the old senior Saint Tianhong!"
This must be the remnant soul left by the Saint Tianhong mentioned by the Dragon Ancestors.
"Ha! I didn't expect that millions of years later, there would be people who remember me. It should be what the old dragons below told you!"
He asked, twisting his beard and giggling twice.
"That's right, they also mentioned your deeds. I admire you deeply, but I didn't expect you to stay in the world!" Su Junbao said truthfully.
"Oh! I can't imagine that they still remember it for many years!" Saint Tianhong sighed, revealing a look of recollection.
"Senior and they are all here, why do you say they can't detect your existence?" Su Junbao asked a question.
"You boy don't understand!"
Saint Tianhong shook his head: "I am different from them, so I am here, but they cannot detect my existence and cannot communicate!"
"Different existence?" Su Junbao expressed his incomprehension!
"Yes!"
Saint Tianhong explained: "They sacrificed their bodies to form seals, and their souls were sealed here, and they existed in the form of soul power. But I died in the past and sacrificed my body to the tower. The three souls and seven spirits had already been destroyed. The reason why this residual soul was left was that I had a wish back then, and suddenly a residual soul was left. They were souls, and I was just an obsession. The two were different and I could not sense each other!"
"I see!"
Su Junbao understood a little, no wonder he felt that the old man in front of him was a little different from the dragon ancestors he had seen before. Although the dragon ancestor was already dead, their soul power still existed, and the old man could not feel a trace of energy in him.
He exists only, not in any way human cognition.
"I wonder what my senior had before, so why not say it, maybe I can help you!" Su Junbao said.
"Forget it!"
The remnant soul of Saint Tianhong waved his hand: "It's been many years ago, and it doesn't make any sense to mention it again. I'm curious. Why are you hesitant to not obtain the magical object that belongs to you? You must know that this thing is the treasures that the dragon ancestors below are all jealous of. Are you still hesitating?"
"This is a long story!"
Su Junbao smiled bitterly: "But you can understand it without saying it. Senior may understand it after reading this!"
As he said that, Su Junbao took out the hidden octagonal crystal, hesitated for a while, and activated it.
This is the first time Su Junbao saw a scene in the Octagonal Crystal for outsiders. This is still someone he just met.
Perhaps it was because this person had been dead for many years and could no longer be called human, or perhaps it was because he saw this magical sword, so many words hidden in his heart could be told to outsiders.
Light and shadow slid past one by one. This was the second time Yanzhi saw the scene in front of her, but she seemed to remember nothing. She looked at it with curiosity, humming from time to time, as if asking what it was and what those people were doing.
Saint Tianhong looked with his hands behind his back and looked at it peacefully. Compared with the people and things in the image, he was very interested and pleased with the heights and achievements that the human race could achieve.
Until the end, the light and shadow disappeared, Su Junbao took a deep breath. No matter how many times he saw it, he would feel like he couldn't breathe.
"So... the reason why you hesitate is because of this?" asked Saint Tianhong.
Su Junbao nodded!
"I'm sorry, the human race has achieved great success now and has become the real master of the Chinese continent, but it also allows you to see the worst side of the human race now!" he said.