"You just asked me how the former venerable of the temple convinced me to leave the demons and join the temple.
Now I can answer you because I believe you can understand.”
The White-bearded Venerable smiled and continued, "That was really a long time ago. At that time, you and I were both disciples of the Great Saint of the Demon Clan.
At that time, I was so arrogant. I thought that no one in the world could be my white-bearded demon. My talent was as good as that of humans. I even clearly felt that my strength had surpassed my master.
So I broke into the territory of the gods alone and defeated all the masters of the entire gods, but my heart stopped, and finally I found the previous venerable in the temple and wanted to duel with him.[
The final result was not actually as circulated. I was subjugated by the Venerable. He used his strength to make me surrender, and from then on he was willing to be a part of the temple.
On the contrary, the facts are completely opposite to the circulating. I defeated the Venerable and I already think that I am the enemy of the world. In fact, it is indeed the case.
I want to wipe out the entire gods! Yes, you heard it right. I was so crazy at that time. I don’t think the gods should exist. It should be occupied by our demons. How many people are there in the gods? I don’t know, but I
At that time, I didn't even beat my heart a little longer, so I made such a decision.
I will kill them completely in the number of people in the gods! I am the white-bearded demon! I did not have any emotional fluctuations when making this decision. I am the real demon!
But it was not until the Venerable took me to see something that my thoughts finally changed.
He took me to see the Tree of Life, and the Tree of Life was also withering at that time.
He said to me: Look, this tree is withering, so this world is withering. Our world is created, so our world has a source, and this tree is our source.
White beard, do you think you are the strongest in the world, but what do you think when you see this withered tree?"
The White-bearded Venerable took a deep breath full of memories: "I was scared at that time.
You know, we have this idea. History will always end. In the past, we have a longer past. In the future, we will have a longer future. In such a long journey of life, you and I are just some of them.
A small passerby.
I never thought about why I longed for power so much. But when I saw this tree, I realized that I was unwilling to be a person who silently heard.
How many people have appeared in the entire river of history? What role have they played? How brilliant have they had, but how can they eventually fall?
And how many young talents will appear in the future? Will there be people who are more talented than me and surpass me?
Whenever I think of me as just counting one of the people, no one will know me before, and no one will remember me in the future. I play a silent voice, just like everyone else, and I will be forgotten in the future.
I'm unwilling to accept the role.
I want to stand at the top of the world, like a lighthouse, shining on the road of the past and the future, and letting everyone have my existence in their hearts.
Because I know, it's worth doing, because I also understand that history is still very long, very long, very long…
But everything was different at that time. I knew we had no future. This complex mood was hard to describe.
For example, do you know that tomorrow is the end of the world, and will you still work hard today and make money? I think that's not possible.
Will you carefully plan your future life? Even if you know that tomorrow is the end of the world, you will still make efforts to calculate. What kind of achievements will you achieve next? Who do you want to surpass and who will step on your feet? [
So I was confused, something called fear occupied my whole body and mind. I knew that no matter how I did it, no one would remember me tomorrow, because there was no tomorrow.
All my efforts are just to play a role with many roles.
But when I finally had this qualification, I found that the drama was about to end. I was like a child. When I finally saved enough money to buy my beloved toy, I found that it had been bought by others.
Leaving.
So how should I continue? So I thought, since the toy is gone, I will make one myself. Since the world is about to be destroyed, I will continue to work hard to maintain it. I once wanted to destroy the entire gods, but
When I knew these things, I was determined to give my all to maintain it.
Isn’t it ridiculous? Well, sometimes great good and great evil are just a matter of thought. I successfully changed.
I have always had the ability to break through the limits and achieve the true highest realm, the dominant, rather than the current realm of great power.
But I kept injecting my power into the Tree of Life, using the power that can break through the master, destroy the entire gods and demons, and inject the Tree of Life. The realm will never stop, just to keep the Tree of Life for a period of time.
Time. But I found it was a drop in the bucket.
When I met Han Ming later, I realized that there was a seed of life in his body. When I took him close to the Tree of Life, I found that the Tree of Life resonated with him. I didn't know what this means
What, but I believe he has the ability to do what I have never done before.
Haha, I used to want to conquer the whole world, but now if I can discover such a person and let him save the whole world, then I can think so. In fact, saving this world is conquering this world. It's that simple.
A few old friends don’t understand why I am willing to hand over the temple to Han Ming, now you know the answer.”
What is communication between experts? What is peak dialogue?
It's not "I want to kill you!" "I want to kill you!!"
"You are no match for me!" "Hmph, come up and get to die!"
"After I kill you, I will be enemies in the world." "It's so cold that it's so hard to get an opponent who can make me draw my sword."
That was just a childish conversation like a child playing house.
The true masters are like Sagus and Venerable White-bearded. What they say is understood and imagined by outsiders.
Just like people describe a recent brutal leader, the people are fundamentally imagining how the upper class lives, even spreading rumors so absurdly.
I get up in the middle of the night and want to eat sugar, and I want to eat brown sugar."
That's right, it's impossible to see, touch, or experience, so such absurd statement was born. What's even more terrifying is that a large number of people believe in this statement.
A little further away is that everyone knows it.
"If I become the emperor, I will eat meat buns every day!"[
So a real master really wants to tell the other party that I want to kill you, I will kill you now, is it so simple, is it such a joke?
What is a master and what is a strong man? The white beard and red hair in front of you are!!
In their opinion, winning or losing is no longer as simple as who can beat whom.
I have never entered this state, so I can only imagine everything.
Sagus and Baihou looked at each other and smiled. Perhaps because they knew that the world was about to perish, they put down the burden they had shouldered for a long time.
"Senior brother, have you discovered something?"
The White-bearded Venerable stroked his beard and laughed: "Masters, we are masters."
"Hahaha, master! You are a master, and I am a master too! But who knows, how high we are?"
The two looked at each other and laughed loudly again. They were like two old naughty boys, laughing heartlessly. Maybe this was the only real laugh in their lives. In their hearts, this laugh was so
valuable.
...
Time flies, just in the blink of an eye.
Twenty years passed quietly.
In the Netherworld Star Sea, the inner ring, a figure slowly landed in the sky. There were black electric arcs around the man jumping cracklingly.
He clenched his fists, opened his mouth, but a stream of blue smoke emerged from his throat.
"Ahem... this damn whale is really upright! It took me twenty years and it was really dead."
While speaking, he waved his hand and a beast soul slowly appeared. The man was Han Ming, and the beast soul was a whale, wandering happily around Han Ming's body.
Han Ming can master such a powerful thunder with his own realm, but this is the limit. If he wants to release a large area of thunder like the Netherworld Thunder Pool, he still needs to rely on this whale beast soul to do it.
"The late stage of the great god's middle realm..." Han Ming took a deep breath, feeling calm in his heart. He absorbed the terrifying whale core and recovered his second beast soul. Han Ming's strength was obtained
A prehistoric jump!
He crawled back from the brink of death again, and once again he used his unyielding will to get everything he deserved.
"If there is really a god of death in this world, I think the one they are most familiar with and hate the most should be me."
Han Ming smiled self-deprecatingly. He crawled back from the edge of death several times. I am afraid that even if there is a god of death, Han Ming would be so angry that he vomited blood. If he couldn't catch it once or twice, he would let this bastard boy give it to him every time.
It would be too disgrace to slip away.
"Well... I can feel that Han Bing's girl is not dead yet. These three golden body tricks are really easy to use.
At this point, you can already feel the breath of the distant living beings."
The body floated lightly into the air, turning into a strange black light, disappearing.
Three days later, I came to a continuous mountain range. The mountain range was very high and there was almost no peak.
"It seems that these five old peaks have finally begun to be prepared for danger in times of peace. After the painful lessons learned from Qixing Island, they finally know how to unite.
Well... That's right, Han Bing is inside. Let's save this girl."