Fighting the Supreme Realm

"I'm at your feet, Your Majesty." This behemoth appeared in front of Xiao Yan, causing Xiao Yan's body to tremble slightly. It was dark all around, and it was impossible to see how huge its body was.

At this moment, on the other side, a huge snake head appeared, swallowing and swallowing, and its diamond-shaped animal eyes stared at Xiao Yan.

"Why did you call me here?" Xiao Yan frowned. This was the first time he saw this kind of creature. He couldn't see the true appearance of this behemoth. The turtle and the snake looked very impressive.

"It seems that your Majesty still has a lot of memories that you have not recovered, but it doesn't matter. Your Majesty entrusted it to me in your previous life. I need to teach you the techniques and fighting skills of the Void Spirit Art. Now that you are here, I will complete the final mission. "

"Xu Ling Jue?" Xiao Yan was slightly startled. The Xu Ling Jue it mentioned should be Zichen's Xu Ling Jue.

"That's right, the Zichen Xulingjue you created was given to me in your previous life. Let me wait for your reincarnation to teach you the skills and fighting skills of Xu Xulingjue." Zhenwu said again, his voice unknown. Is it coming from the turtle or the snake head?

"Is that so? I'll have to thank you, senior." Xiao Yan nodded and stopped talking nonsense. From Fen Jue to the current Zichen Xu Ling Jue, the skills given to Xiao Yan can only be regarded as basically sufficient, but Xiao Yan also I didn't find anything extremely special about Zichen's Xuling Jue.

Now it seems that it is because your Majesty saved a trick, or this moment is the best time to learn how to really use Zichen's Xuling Jue.

"Your Majesty, by the way, your previous reincarnations have all failed." Zhenwu said slowly, Xiao Yan was slightly startled, logically it shouldn't be like this.

"Is it difficult?" Xiao Yan asked.

"Your Majesty, you created it yourself. I don't know if it's difficult or not." Zhenwu replied.

"Then give it a try..." Xiao Yan curled his lips. No matter how difficult it is, he has to give it a try. This is the blessing left by His Majesty. Xiao Yan doesn't want to miss it. At least Xiao Yan needs some strength now.

Because there is still an eye-catching bully waiting for him outside.

Buzz!

Without any warning, Xiao Yan only felt a roar, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. Xiao Yan was extremely surprised, because Xiao Yan knew that this was an illusion, and it required extremely powerful soul power, which meant that this Zhenwu possessed something that Xiao Yan could not The powerful soul power of imagination.

"This is not a good place..."

The sky was gloomy, and the thick clouds were thick and tight without any gaps. With such an appearance, at a glance, it felt like the sky and the earth were one color, as if they were connected together.

Under the dark vulture sky, there is a vast land, all gray in color, seemingly without any life. The breeze blows, and the withered grass on the ground turns into fly ash. The ground is dry and cracked without any moisture. The land was full of huge cracks.

At this time, a figure stood in the distance where Xiao Yan was standing. There was no doubt that it was the figure of His Majesty, but this face did not look like the one that Xiao Yan had seen before.

It's more like... the Lord I saw in my memory... His real name is Gu Zhongsheng.

"Taking care of all living beings..." Xiao Yan muttered unconsciously.

"That's right, come on, I'll help you understand what Zichen is... what Void Spirit is..." The figure smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Yan, and said slowly.

Xiao Yan slowly approached Gu Zhongsheng, and Gu Zhongsheng looked at Xiao Yan. This was the intersection of times. When their eyes met, they seemed to be looking at him.

"What's your name?" Gu Zhongsheng asked as he was walking slowly.

"Xiao Yan." Xiao Yan replied.

"It's a good name, very simple." Gu Zhongsheng said with a smile.

"Let's get started... I hope you can understand..." Gu Zhongsheng said, and after finishing speaking, his figure gradually disappeared. ,

Xiao Yan slowly raised his head and looked around. At a glance, it was still desolate. At the end of his sight, Xiao Yan saw many stone tablets. The moment he saw the stone tablets, Xiao Yan's whole body was shocked!

"tombstone……"

At this moment, Xiao Yan was completely stunned and could not take a step forward, because each name on the tombstone was almost like a needle stabbing into Xiao Yan's heart!

The first name... is the name of Xiao Yan's father... Xiao Zhan!

"Father..." Xiao Yan's voice was hoarse and his eyes were trembling. Why did this name appear here.

"Qing Mu'er... Xiao Zhan... Nan Erming... Storm... Ziying... Long Shitian... Jing Wuchen... Zhen Ni..."

The names carved on the tombstones made Xiao Yan tremble. This was something he didn't dare to think about at this moment. What Xiao Yan couldn't accept was that his father was also on the tombstone.

"how come……"

Xiao Yan was silent... for a long time... so that he didn't know how long it took. At this moment, Xiao Yan finally broke out.

The entire tombstone resounded with Xiao Yan's wails, and the cries were long...

This is human emotion, no one can escape from it, these are the seven emotions of human beings.

No matter how powerful Xiao Yan is, he can't escape.

The scene changed again... Xiao Yan came to Dou Qi Continent. This was still the Xiao clan, and he was still the son of the clan leader.

However, in this era, there is no fighting spirit. As the son of the clan leader, Xiao Yan has no competition in strength, and everything becomes harmonious.

Fortunately in this life, Xun'er is still by Xiao Yan's side. They got married without any accident and soon had a child. Xiao Yan took Xun'er to travel around the mountains and rivers, seeing the mountains as mountains and the sea as the sea.

Watching his children grow up and start a family, Xiao Yan gradually aged, and also watched his father gradually grow old...and then passed away. Xiao Yan was very painful...but he felt his own aging.

He has reached his twilight years, and the world is very quiet... There is no noise, no fighting, this life is very ordinary... But Xiao Yan is very satisfied and satisfied, because the people who love him and the people he loves are by his side and have always been with him. he.

The white-haired Xiao Yan held the silver-haired Xun'er, and they walked to the end. On the bed, Xiao Yan finished saying goodbye to Xun'er, and Xun'er left...

In the blink of an eye, he was ninety years old... Xiao Yan was sitting on a wicker chair, his face was old, and there were many ravines on his face. He slowly raised his head, his eyes were shining. At this moment, he was reviewing his life.

Looking back on all the unforgettable moments in this life.

At this moment... Xiao Yan stood up. At that moment, his white hair faded and turned into black hair. In front of him, Xun'er also appeared. They were both handsome young people, they were all young... They embraced each other... They passed away...

This is... Zichen... this is life.

The same is true for life and death... I have seen the beauty of the morning, and I also know the sadness of the evening.

"There was an ancestor who understood this clearly. Rain is born in the sky and dies on the ground. The process in between is its life. This is Zichen."