Fighting the Supreme Realm

"Do you want to become stronger?" the old man asked.

Xuesi was stunned when he heard the words. Becoming stronger is naturally what everyone dreams of. Who doesn’t want to stand above tens of thousands of people and overlook all living beings? Faced with the old man’s question, Xuesi naturally nodded heavily: “This Of course... Are there any people who don’t want to become stronger?”

Xue Si was puzzled. Hearing this, the old man smiled softly again and continued: "Then why did you become stronger?"

"Senior... With the talent of this junior, without the help of the palace master, it would be difficult to achieve what he is today. For me, I am very satisfied..." Xuesi did not dare to talk nonsense and said with respectful hands and fists.

"Satisfied? Think about it again, are you satisfied with everything? What have you gained and lost after gaining strength? Is everything you have now really what you want?" The old man murmured, Xue Siwen After speaking, he was suddenly startled. In the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, he was constantly fighting to survive. He seemed to have forgotten his inner desires. Continuously improving his strength had become a necessity for survival. When life could not be guaranteed, what he really wanted in his heart was It just seems pale and weak.

"I have no relatives, and I have no ties. I just want to become stronger and make everyone look up to me. This is what I want." Xue Si's eyes were suddenly filled with a violent spirit. This kind of violent spirit can be said to be unprecedented among all people. It exists in every person in the Demon Palace, and it is acquired through spending a long time in killing.

"Well, it seems that you know what you want very well. It's very good. Although it is impossible to achieve it, it is a good thing to know what you want. I wonder if you have discovered something." The old man nodded, although Xue Si's words were full of Ambition, but this is also what most people have in mind, including the former Beitianli.

"What's the matter, please let me know, senior." Xuesi shook his head.

"Everyone in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is... an orphan. They have no relatives, no friends, and no worries. Don't you think it's strange?" The old man said slowly. Almost everyone in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is on his own. In the camp, very few people would get to know each other, let alone talk about their life experiences. Xue Si knew that many people were unrelated, but he did not expect that it was all of them.

"Senior, what do you mean... is that the master of the palace killed everyone's relatives and friends?" Xuesi's eyes narrowed slightly. Among the many forces, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace does not have many people, but the reason why it can survive and be able to Among the upper-class realms, everyone is extremely strong, especially some old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons developed rapidly under the leadership of Bei Tianli, and a large number of strong men emerged in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons. Only the Thousand Man Transformation was able to sweep through many forces and remain undefeated, which is why the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons gained its reputation.

But even though the Wanmo Palace tried its best to conceal the disappearance of Beitian Splitting, as time went by, the Wan Demon Palace was repeatedly defeated, and the matter was exposed. In the end, Beitian Splitting had to be asked to come out, but unexpectedly Beitian Splitting was dead. Now The only person alive is a tacky old man who doesn't want to participate in worldly disputes.

"If not, how could it be like you said? The reason why you said those words just now is because you have no ties. Don't regard loneliness as freedom, and don't regard having no choice as your direction, because you can no longer control it. Your current life." The old man said slowly. Xue Si was slightly startled after hearing this. Time is the best way to erase all bad memories.

???Xue immediately became speechless. When he recalled it carefully, he found that he seemed to have forgotten what his original intention was. These words of the old man will make people's Taoist hearts clear to those who are still practicing for a long time. Although he has weaknesses, and he is also a cultivator of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, the old man clearly knows that although the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace are strong, loneliness has always been hidden deep in his heart.

It can usually be hidden very deep, but when someone pries this place open, few people can't help but be moved.

"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Xue Si slightly cupped his hands and clasped his fists, somewhat puzzled.

"The meaning is very simple. I just want to tell you that it is meaningless to practice blindly. It is better to follow me and learn to fish, learn to grow flowers and plants, and cultivate one's character. It is much more interesting than boring practice. Why don't you think about it and get free tuition?" The old man Suddenly his mouth opened and he showed a kind smile. It turned out that the serious remarks he made before were just to persuade them to stay and brainwash them.

Xuesi almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this. It turned out that this was what the old man had been saying for a long time. Xuesi thought that the old man was going to tell him some big truth.

"Senior, please come out of seclusion. The Temple of Ten Thousand Demons needs you!" Xuesi said again with his hands clasped in his fists, while the old man smiled and waved his hands.

"I said, Beitian is dead, and the Ten Thousand Demons Palace has nothing to do with me. Don't mention this matter again, otherwise I will turn you both into fertilizer." The old man said with a smile, but he didn't There was a hint of joking, and Xue Dun didn't dare to say anything.

"Follow me during this period of time, just to repay the last trace of the cause and effect of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace." The old man said again. Hearing this, Xuesi looked at the figure next to him. The old man meant that they would worship him as his wife. Teacher.

Xuesi didn't hesitate at all, and immediately knelt down, cupping his hands and clasping his fists.

"You don't have to salute. I can teach you, but I don't want to accept disciples. Get up." The old man said slowly while looking at Xue Si who was kneeling in front of him. Xue Si was slightly stunned and a little confused.

Not a disciple? But teach them?

"It is fate that you are here, and... I think the palace master's intention is not to let me out of seclusion, but him..." The old man said, and slowly looked at Xuesi. The figure next to him.

The figure was disheveled, looking slightly embarrassed, with dark red hair, and exuding extremely strong chills and resentment. At this time, the figure slowly raised his head, and looked at the old man with a pair of bloody eyes. He only clasped his fists slightly towards the old man, There was no emotion in his eyes.

"The body of resentment, it seems that the palace master has also wasted a lot of effort. He wants to create a second... Beitiancrack." The old man squinted his eyes slightly and murmured.

Xuesi didn't understand it, because he knew very little about the figure beside him. He only knew his name... Emperor of Soul! !

The old man turned around, let out a long sigh, and there was a complex look in his eyes. He immediately waved his hand, and the immortal energy surged out and turned into two trees. The appearance of these two trees was exactly what Xue Si and Hun Tiandi had recovered before. appearance.

"Idle time is idle. It doesn't hurt to teach you. Anyway, for that kid, you can't be a threat to him. If he doesn't want to stay here, then you can stay here." The old man said slowly, After hearing this, Xue Si and Emperor Hun Tian nodded slightly. With the guidance of the once most powerful person in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, it would naturally be twice the result with half the effort.