Ye Moyan's eyes fell on the Demon-Sealing Pestle, and he watched it turn into a stream of light and disappear into the air.
At this point, the image ends.
The three bright moons appeared before my eyes again.
Ye Moyan raised his head and suddenly discovered that there was a vague transparent light curtain waving above the void.
A curtain of light hit him, and then seven phantoms appeared.
"Here you are, the chosen one."
The clanking sound shakes the world.
Even Qi Hua and the others below heard it.
When the seven people appeared, everything around them seemed to have pressed the pause button. The wind, clouds, fog, and all living creatures all stopped.
Everyone looked at the huge figure with golden light in the sky in shock, like a god and Buddha coming to the world, majestic and compassionate.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
The leader of the white-bearded old man's eyes fell on Ye Moyan, as if he wanted to penetrate him and see into his heart.
"We don't have much time. Later on, I know why you are here. Seven thousand years ago, we exhausted the last ray of consciousness to create this illusion. Just to give this thing to the chosen one."
"How did you know that it was me?" Ye Moyan said in a cold voice.
"Whether it is yes or no, you will know once you try it."
As he finished speaking, the three-wheeled moon in the sky suddenly emitted a dazzling light. Soon, it turned into a sickle blade, which was the sickle of death.
Something unexpected happened!
The sickle suddenly rushed towards Ye Mo Yan, with a cold light and endless evil aura!
At that moment, it was as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him!
That is, the breath of death.
Qi Hua and the others were all frightened, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Master, get out of the way!!"
Ye Moyan remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything. His deep eyes stared at the incoming silver light until it penetrated his body!
The hands in Jiu He's sleeves were clenched tightly, and if you look closely, even his jaw was tense, showing how nervous he was at this moment.
"master!!"
Qi Hua's eyes were about to burst, and he was about to rush over, but he stopped him, "Don't go."
"Respect the elderly?"
The old man stared deeply into the void, his expression a little darker than he could understand.
"Huh? Look!" The surprised voice of the secret guard beside him brought Qi Hua back to her senses.
He hurriedly raised his head and saw that the sickle blade that originally penetrated his master's chest slowly dissipated, without leaving a drop of blood on his master's body.
What's going on?
Could it be an illusion?
"That is the guardian blade. Only those who have truly stood the test can purify the sickle blade..." The elder's voice at this moment was trembling and excited.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
Zun Lao's reaction surprised everyone because they had never seen such an excited old man.
I saw that the old man's whole body was trembling. Qi Hua didn't know what words to use to describe it. It seemed that a heavy burden had been lifted, and he seemed to be sighing...
Tears filled his eyes. After all these years, his mission was finally completed.
Xuanqing Sect, when the master founded the Xuanqing Sect, he used stargazing and divination to predict that there would be a catastrophe in the divine world in the future. Darkness would fall and all life would be devastated. Facing a powerful enemy, a chosen one would appear.
People change the world. Lead everyone to survive this disaster and rebuild a new order.
This man is the proud son of heaven, and even more so the chosen one.
At the same time, he will also be Jiuhe's future disciple.
The master told him this prophecy, and after earnestly admonishing him, he passed away. Prying into the secrets of heaven and suffering backlash. Anytime you pry into the secrets of heaven, it is against the order of heaven.
Later, Jiuhe went down the mountain with this heavy burden and entrustment, and began his long journey of practice and search.
At first, Jiuhe thought Bai Qingshui would be the chosen one.
Because of his outstanding appearance and talent, he is a genius that is rare to see in a century, no, a millennium.
Even Jiuhe, having seen so many amazingly talented people, couldn't help but feel sympathy for Bai Qingshui.
He hoped that Bai Qingshui would inherit the mantle of the Xuanqing Sect and become a truly chosen person who truly considers the people of the world and can lead mankind through that catastrophe in the future.
Therefore, Jiuhe devoted all his efforts to teach Bai Qingshui.
Perhaps it was this hope that made him demand Bai Qingshui more strictly, even to the point of being harsh.
Even at the beginning, he accidentally discovered that this apprentice was not as gentle and kind as he seemed on the surface. What flashed in his eyes from time to time was ambition.
He also pretended to turn a blind eye.
But in the end, his "selfishness" led to a big mistake.
Later, Bai Qingshui gradually revealed his evil nature, and Jiuhe finally couldn't deceive himself. He was selfish, vicious, ruthless, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals. This is his true appearance.
The city of Hezhou was destroyed and hundreds of thousands of innocent people lost their lives at his hands. He suddenly woke up.
Jiuhe wanted to make up for it, but it was already too late.
Unknowingly, this disciple has become too powerful, so powerful that he can no longer control it.
But in fact, Jiuhe always knew deep down in his heart that he couldn't let go.
He had brought Bai Qingshui up since he was a child. Their master and apprentice had been together for hundreds of years. Although Jiuhe was strict with this apprentice, he regarded him as his own son.
Even if Cang Hong broke through the door in the future, he would never go beyond him.
Therefore, in that decisive battle with Bai Qingshui, Jiuhe deliberately let him go.
Jiuhe's life has been open-minded and free-spirited. But it was only with this villain that he was repeatedly indecisive, which eventually led to a big mistake.
That evil barrier sacrificed tens of thousands of living beings and recalled the evil god, causing the entire divine world to be devastated and tens of thousands of innocent people killed.
This was all caused by him.
Jiuhe has been carrying this feeling of regret and guilt until now. He has been regretting it for many days and nights. He feels that it is because of himself that he has caused this current situation.
Fortunately, he found Ye Moyan. This gave him hope again in his dead heart.
This time, Jiuhe was sure that Ye Moyan was the chosen one.
He carefully taught and cultivated Ye Moyan, and Ye Moyan was as outstanding as he expected.
But regarding the Chosen Son, he had only heard his master mention it and wanted to verify whether it was true or not...
Guardian Blade.
Only the truly chosen son, whose body is penetrated by the guardian blade, will remain intact. Otherwise, his soul will be scattered and he will never be reincarnated.
Therefore, during this trip to Nanting and Kyushu, Jiuhe hopes that Ye Moyan will come, but on the other hand, he doesn't.
Such a difficult state of mind cannot be explained to outsiders.
Until I saw him safe and sound...
This mission, which has lasted for thousands of years, has finally been completed.
For a moment, even if he was as calm as a glass of wine, he could not suppress his excitement.
"It's really you."
In the void, the Seven Gods saw the light of the guardian blade lingering around Ye Moyan, gradually turning into a scepter, and the sound finally fluctuated.
"Kid, catch it."
The faint and awe-inspiring sound echoed around the world, carrying an inexplicable piety and convincing power.
Ye Moyan couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and in front of him was a snow-white scepter. The tentacles were cold, without gorgeous lines, and extremely simple. But it revealed a kind of baptism of years of precipitation, simplicity, heaviness, dignity and majesty.
