"Thousands of years ago, Yun Jizi of the Divine Calculation Pavilion divined the secrets of heaven, left a prophecy and then died."

Lu Chongyun was puzzled as to why Yao Jiuxiao suddenly mentioned this matter. He lowered his eyes and said in a serious tone about the prophecy: "The sky will be broken, the earth will be cracked, mountains and rivers will be overturned, and the sky will not last forever."

"The Yuanqi Continent has been mired in war for tens of thousands of years. However, tens of thousands of years ago, it was not always in war. There was always a time to recuperate... After the prophecy, the spread of rumors about the destruction of ‌ caused

In panic, powerful people from all walks of life, including humans, demons, and demons, are looking for a way out, and those who have the ability to leave, almost all ascend."

However, the few who actively stayed to seek a chance for survival were unable to turn the tide. The capable ones left with their most important relatives, friends and descendants. The more people who stayed passively felt abandoned.

During that period, it was the darkest day in Yuan Qi Continent, when the creatures of the three realms cried out for salvation, but were abandoned.

As if caught in the final carnival, killing, madness, countless souls who died in vain, the earth howled, and the souls could not rest in peace.

Yuanqi Continent has another name, the Land of Divine Relics.

Ten years, twenty years... When ‌‌ woke up from the madness, the Yuanqi Continent was not destroyed, but countless lives were annihilated in the killings, leaving behind scars full of war smoke.

Therefore, some people say that the prophecy is false and Yuan Qi will not be destroyed.

One hundred years, two hundred years later, Yuan Qi remained alive, as if he had forgotten that behind this prophecy, it was referring to ‌ ten thousand years later. He firmly believed that the continent would not overturn, and the prophecy could not be true. In this way, it seemed that

It can cover up the matter of abandonment and no one will discuss it again.

‌ Even if this prophecy has been forgotten for a while, it is still hidden in the files of various sects, and only those with sufficient status can ‌.

Especially the divine fortune teller who originally calculated this prophecy.

Yao Jiuxiao asked again in a low voice: "Five hundred years ago, the divine fortune teller made predictions against the sky and deduced the secrets of star divination. Do you still remember?"

Lu Chongyun's expression was solemn and his tone became more serious, "Destiny cannot be violated."

"The fortune teller is good at peeking into the secrets of heaven, but he suffers backlash, his realm falls, and he is punished by heaven——"

"Loss of sight."

Yao Jiuxiao walked around the pavilion and walked to the end of the cliff extending outside the pavilion. He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the mountains surrounded by clouds and mist.

Lu Chongyun sat quietly for a moment, then stood up and walked to Yao Jiuxiao's side.

"Since I entered the Mahayana period, I have always had a vague feeling that the heaven and earth are a prison, and I am like a trapped animal, struggling hard but unable to escape."

"Senior brother..."

"The divine fortune teller has been in seclusion for two hundred years. When he went into seclusion again, he used up all his blood to calculate a divination. Finally, he found a glimmer of hope."

"Eighteen years ago, I had a feeling. This variable was in the ancient secret realm." Yao Jiuxiao is a genius, his cultivation is infinitely close to that of a god. He can also tell fortunes, but he can't tell people but he can't tell himself.

‌For Lu Chongyun, for ‌ people to deduce, ‌ a dead end.

"...Brother." Lu Chongyun frowned, "‌I never asked, did ‌ meet ‌ in the ‌ secret realm that time?‌ If you guessed it right, the eldest niece ‌‌ can only be found in the secret realm.

of?"

Lu Chongyun calculated forward and guessed the time and place, but he repeatedly speculated on the female nun who also went to the secret realm that time, and already listed several suspicious objects for the child mother.

The sect master of Baihua Sect, the fourth elder of Biyun Sect, Fairy Sanxiu Piaomiao... This powerful person has been in seclusion for more than a year since he came from the secret realm, but he doesn't know who.

‌My senior brother is not flirtatious with women. If you guessed correctly, ‌should have fallen into the trap?

Lu Chongyun calculated that the most likely thing is that the only one who can make senior brother suffer in this world is the one in the demon world. Therefore, it must be because senior brother and the one who have not appeared for ten years must be because they let senior brother suffer.

Unfortunately, the senior brother kept a grudge and chased me for ten years. It was not until three years ago that the child's mother contacted the senior brother and said that he had a child, so he stopped and returned to the sect, and then prepared to have a daughter.

House of.

Because of this, Senior Brother and ‌ just now found out, no matter how long they have to fight, ‌‌ are now at the top of Yuanqi Continent’s cultivation, ‌‌ open up a barrier space to fight.

, no one can find it.

Lu Chongyun was sure that the senior brother must not have seen the child yet. How could he keep talking about his eldest niece?

Yao Jiuxiao: "..."

Lu Chongyun was not surprised by the strange things, and he was consciously considerate, "I won't ask about these private matters, but——"

"Senior brother, why do you suddenly mention these things?"

"Chongyun." After a moment of silence, Yao Jiuxiao spoke softly, "Master is about to be laid to rest. I am going to tell the world about the sect's grand ceremony."

"Why?" Lu Chongyun frowned. Didn't you just want to keep a low profile before?

Yao Jiuxiao did not reply directly, but said: "Master, as a member of the sect, no matter what happens, he is my uncle's biological brother. At that time, my uncle's emotions were too intense and he ordered everyone in the sect not to mention ‌, so he will

‌All the information was blocked, but Master was not expelled from the sect in the end.”

"Chongyun, no matter what, I still have a close relationship with my master. Will everything I endured be forgotten by others?"

Lu Chongyun had a sullen face and said nothing.

"A thousand years ago." Yao Jiuxiao turned his head and looked at Lu Chongyun.

Lu Chongyun raised his head and looked back at Yao Jiuxiao. More than a thousand years of time had left no trace on his face, only a cold temperament had settled down.

"Senior brother, what do you want to do?"

Yao Jiuxiao said nothing.

Lu Chongyun suddenly became furious, "‌Don't tell ‌‌ that you want to continue ‌‌'s ridiculous philosophy!"

"Let's ask people in this world of cultivation. Which family in the past few generations has not had any hatred against the demon clan? Relatives, classmates, friends... who has not been harmed by demons? The blood feud that has continued from generation to generation has long been

Integrate into everyone's flesh and blood, ‌ask ‌‌ if you can dance with the devil without any grudges!"

Yao Jiuxiao's expression remained indifferent, as if nothing could affect his emotions.

"Do you want history to repeat itself? The Guiyuan Sect was nearly destroyed back then, and it took so many years to bring the sect back to its glory. Do you want it to be irreversible again?"

Lu Chongyun's voice lowered, "The blood of thousands of people in the sect is not enough proof, is it wrong?"

‌ asked sternly: "Yao Hengwu, ‌do you want to make the same mistake again and again?"

"Chongyun." Yao Jiuxiao sighed, "‌‌Everyone's hands are full of blood." ‌‌Have you never killed a demon before? Gratitude and resentment, ‌‌non-non, long ago

Can't tell clearly.

"So, to dream about things that are impossible, are you naive or ignorant?" Lu Chongyun sneered, "Have you been blinded by these three hundred years of peace?"

The illusion of peace brought about by an agreement is in jeopardy and can be broken at any time. How do you think it is really peaceful? Who doesn’t know how this agreement came about?

Yao Jiuxiao calmly moved his eyes away and looked down at the surging sea of ​​clouds.

"When I sit alone on the top of a snowy peak, watching the stars move and watching the changes in the heaven and earth, I still can't understand the fate of heaven, and I can't understand the glimmer of hope that will come when the divine fortune teller exhausts his last bit of blood to deduce it, until recently.

, I suddenly realized something.”

Lu Chongyun only thought it was ridiculous, "What do you mean, is this a glimmer of hope?"

"I have always wondered whether the cause of Yuan Qi's demise would be a natural disaster? If so, manpower cannot be violated. But -" Yao Jiuxiao changed the topic, "Maybe it will eventually lead to the destruction of the continent.

,‌creatures from the three realms.”

"Chongyun, ‌‌‌ is walking toward destruction step by step."

"There are no eggs left in the nest. The prophecy made thousands of years ago has warned all creatures from all walks of life not to start another war, otherwise all creatures will perish."

"It has been ten thousand years since Yuan Qi that no one has ascended, and the road to heaven has been cut off. All living beings are trapped beasts in the cage of heaven and earth. If we do not unite to find a way,

In the end, we can only trap ourselves in a cocoon.”

It is a pity that this prophecy did not wake up the living beings, but instead brought endless panic and despair, and even pushed it towards destruction faster. Some people may have realized it, but the intertwined hatreds cannot be reconciled.

ingrained.

The mainland gave birth to living beings, but the living beings did not cherish this nurturing land.

Yao Jiuxiao has never seen the world of 10,000 years ago, but during the most glorious period of the continent, there were countless spiritual materials and rare treasures that only survived in legends, and there were many cultivators above the god-transformation stage.

War after war has harmed the continent, causing irreparable damage. The spiritual energy is retreating. Yao Jiuxiao has watched these hundreds of years, and there have been almost no monks who have broken through the orifice stage, and there are not many monks.

‌Among the younger generation, there are fewer and fewer people with spiritual roots.

Year after year of war has left the continent riddled with holes.

Yao Jiuxiao still remembered that three hundred years ago, even the air of heaven and earth carried the lingering smell of blood. It was not until a hundred years after the war stopped that the smell of blood completely dissipated.

"This road is not easy to walk. Forefathers have walked through it with flesh and blood. If we continue, we can always go further."

Lu Chongyun's face was extremely ugly, "‌Look‌this‌‌ is seeking death,‌but‌the pillar of the cultivation world, if‌allows‌people to‌Dao‌this ridiculous idea,‌

‌ will regard ‌ as a traitor to the human race! View ‌ as a shame to the human race! ‌ will fall from the altar and be punished by everyone! Will the ‌ congregation betray their relatives and leave ‌‌?”

"What about the Mahayana period? You will die."

"There may come a day, but it will not be worse than a thousand years ago." The most difficult road at the beginning has been passed, and someone must continue to walk on the next road.

“‌Look‌‌ crazy!”

Lu Chongyun flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Yao Jiuxiao stood with his hands down and did not look back.

After a while, a tall and bright red figure appeared on the top of the pavilion, and the rustling wind blew his clothes and black hair.

As the morning light dawned, a muffled scream came from the room. A small dumpling rolled over on the big bed holding a corner of the quilt. Her little face was buried in the quilt, and her two short legs were raised and kicked excitedly.
To be continued...