I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

The top of Tianhu Mountain.

The six clan elders took action respectively, shooting a vast mysterious light into the void at the top of Tianhu Mountain.

Six rays of light merged to form a flowing dazzling light that rotated rapidly.

"Rumble..."

Along with the arrival of a mighty force, the space opened and closed, as if a space door had been opened.

Finally, a hazy light curtain of white light appeared in the void with a diameter of a hundred feet.

On the surface of the light screen, dense silver-white runes circulated, like a mirror embedded in the void, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

This is the second sacred object of the Tianhu clan.

"Xumi Mirror!"

Inside the mirror is a vast space. In the center of the space, a towering and majestic mountain stands. At the top of the mountain, there is a seven-color glow.

But the mountain is extremely strange. The mountain below the top of the mountain is shrouded in three kinds of fog: "white, red, and black".

At this time, a clan elder said: "The eight candidates and your protectors need to enter the Sumeru Mirror Space and climb this mountain peak.

Only after passing the three tests of "asking the heart, supporting the mountain, and divine difficulty" can you come into contact with the true inheritance of the throne. "

Regarding the Xumi Mirror and the three-pass test, everyone present had actually known about it in advance and were not curious.

After the clan elder briefly told the story, he reminded: "Today's competition is related to the ownership of the new emperor of our clan. Not only the six of us, but also the two high priests on the left and right are also paying attention to this matter.

Before entering the Xumi Mirror, each of you will receive a teleportation jade talisman. If you encounter a crisis, or feel that you cannot pass the three tests, you can crush the jade talisman yourself and teleport it out. Otherwise, life or death will not matter. "

Immediately, Zhao Heng and others were each distributed a jade talisman.

After everything was explained, the six clan elders bowed towards the back mountain of Tianhu Mountain and saluted.

"The time has come. I respectfully invite the two high priests to open the Xumi Mirror!"

As the six people finished speaking, they headed towards the back mountain of Tianhu Mountain.

"Shuashua...!"

One gray and one white, two divine lights, as if crossing time and space, merged into the Xumi Mirror in an instant.

On the mirror surface, those mysterious and ancient runes were like boiling tides, rapidly surging and shrinking, and the mirror space was completely opened.

"Let's get started!"

An old and long voice sounded from the back mountain.

The voice was not majestic or deep, but it seemed to carry the power of God, making people feel their souls trembling inexplicably and their legs going weak.

Zhao Heng was also shocked, knowing that this voice came from the Tianhu clan, one of the two high priests.

These two high priests are most likely seventh-level monsters comparable to those in the Divine Infant Realm. They are real old monsters.

"Senior Demon Lord, is it true that nothing will happen?" Zhao Heng was a little worried and asked in his heart.

"Don't worry. In my current state, it may be difficult to confront a level seven monster, but it's still very easy just to hide it for you and use some tricks at the same time."

At this time, as the two high priests opened the Xumi Mirror, some of the eight tribe leaders had already taken the lead in leading the guardians and rushed into it.

Bai Mengyan stared at the void and said, "Let's go too!"

Moments before leaving, Zhao Heng reached out and handed an ordinary, rough-looking square jade talisman to Bai Mengyan.

"Lord, this is the amulet from my hometown. If you wear it, it may bring you good luck."

Hearing this, Bai Mengyan glanced at him in surprise, and then at the jade talisman in Zhao Heng's hand, with a faint blush on her face.

"Well, you should be more careful."

She took the jade talisman from Zhao Heng's hand, and then her body turned into a escaping light and rushed into the Xumi Mirror.

Zhao Heng and four others followed closely behind and rushed into the mirror space.

The Xumi Mirror is a space magic weapon. The space in the mirror is pure, vast and mysterious.

But at this moment, no one cared about exploring this space. Everyone's goal was fixed on the mountain that exuded colorful rays of light.

Among them, eight sixth-level experts including Bai Mengyan took the lead and rushed to the mountain.

In the thousand-foot space around the mountain peak, there was an unparalleled power of restraint, causing the eight people to escape from the light and continue to fall.

By the time they reached the foot of the mountain, the eight people had already landed and could only walk up the mountain.

Soon, the figures of the eight people disappeared into the vast white mist.

Zhao Heng, Hu Yanba, Kuang Shi and Chang Qingqing were also flying towards the foot of the mountain at this time.

If you want to compete for the throne of the Tianhu clan, you must first pass three tests before entering the final battle.

Before this, no one had bothered to fight, they all went straight to the foot of the mountain.

When the four of them approached the mountain, they were also suppressed by the power of the restriction and fell to the ground.

Standing near the foot of the mountain, Zhao Heng and the others looked up and saw a vast sea of ​​white fog.

This is the first level of the three-level test, "asking the heart".

What is tested is the Taoist heart and will of the challenger.

"Let's go, let's go too!"

At this time, seeing that many guardians from other directions had rushed into the sea of ​​fog and started to break through, the Tiger King said anxiously.

At that moment, the four of them climbed the mountain together and rushed into the sea of ​​fog.

As soon as he stepped into the sea of ​​fog, Zhao Heng felt that there seemed to be a mysterious energy fluctuation in the surrounding space.

Just when he wanted to communicate with the three people next to him, he turned around and saw that the three people had disappeared.

Zhao Heng felt something strange in his heart, and couldn't help but spread his consciousness to alert the surroundings. He also quickened his pace and climbed up the mountain, hoping to break out of this sea of ​​fog as soon as possible.

However, as he sprinted, he felt his mind gradually becoming drowsy, and as his speed increased, the drowsiness also increased rapidly.

No matter how Zhao Heng activated any technique, he tried to wake himself up.

In the end, his mind fell into chaos and he completely lost consciousness.

"Ding-ling-ling!"

When Zhao Heng woke up again, he was awakened by a rapid alarm.

In his sleepiness, Zhao Heng turned off the alarm clock on the bedside. He wanted to take a nap for a while, but suddenly thought of something.

Zhao Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a white ceiling and a round energy-saving lampshade.

He suddenly turned over and looked around.

On the bedside table was a "Doraemon" cartoon alarm clock, ticking, and there was a smart phone that was charging. On the desk at the foot of the bed, in addition to a dusty LCD computer, there were also piles of clothes and socks that were changed last night and not washed.

"This... this is..."

Zhao Heng was completely stunned. Although he hadn't seen this scene for many years, it was so vivid in his memory.

"Why am I here? Am I dreaming?"

"Xiao Heng, the alarm has been ringing for so long, and you haven't gotten up yet. You'll be late for work."

At this time, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman in an apron and hair curlers frowned and urged.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Hey... you kid, you must be sleepy. This is our home. If I'm not here, where else can I be?"

"Home!"

Zhao Heng got up and rushed out of the room and came to the living room.

He saw a middle-aged man with slightly frosted temples and wearing reading glasses, swiping his phone while eating fried dough sticks with relish.

"Dad, you're here too!"

The middle-aged man pushed his glasses, stared at Zhao Heng, and said unhappily.

"How old are you? Why are you still running around the house in your underwear?"

"Uh..."

Zhao Heng was completely confused. He returned to his room, changed his clothes, had breakfast with his parents, and then left the house.

As usual, he took the subway to the company to punch in, and buried his head in front of the computer to make a spreadsheet.

Sitting in the office opposite was Zhang Ya, a female colleague he had been secretly in love with for a long time.

Today, Zhang Ya wore a white shirt on her upper body and a black short skirt that exposed her knees. Her waist was slender and her collar was bulging, outlining her youthful and plump figure.

Her long and straight legs were wrapped in semi-hidden and semi-transparent black stockings, and she was wearing a pair of 3.5 cm crystal high heels, which made her look tall and graceful. Her femininity and youthfulness were almost overflowing.

"Zhao Heng, it's my birthday tonight. I have made an appointment with some friends. You can come too. Anyway, tomorrow is a holiday."

Zhang Ya, who used to be indifferent to Zhao Heng, took the initiative to smile and greet him today, and even asked him to get together in the evening.

"Oh... OK."

Zhao Heng was still in a daze, with scattered memories emerging in his mind, and the picture of another world looming.

Those blurred figures and worlds were so familiar, but he could not remember them at all.

That world was like a dream.

"Is it really just a dream?"

That night, Zhao Heng attended Zhang Ya's birthday party.

They sang in K, drank wine, ate cakes and fruit plates, and played various games.

During the party, Zhang Ya, who was drunk and had a rosy face, and a white ravine was already exposed at the collar of her shirt, took the initiative to talk to Zhao Heng.

In the noisy environment, she leaned close to Zhao Heng's ear and talked about the scene of their meeting at the company.

Under the influence of alcohol, she quietly told Zhao Heng that in fact, she thought Zhao Heng was very cute when they first met, and she actually liked him, but she was afraid of being rejected, so she was waiting for Zhao Heng to take the initiative to speak.

Afterwards, Zhang Ya boldly took Zhao Heng's hand and sang a love song in the melodious melody and the cheers of her friends.

Zhao Heng, who was confessed by the goddess, should have been very excited.

But in the box, in the blurred and flickering lights, the picture of another world in his mind became clearer and clearer.

Yuhua Sect, Nanyu, the two paths of good and evil, Zhongzhou, Shura Sect, Sky Fox Clan...

He remembered many familiar names, but he could not connect them.

That night, Zhao Heng sent the drunk Zhang Ya back to the apartment, but at the moment when the door of the apartment closed, Zhang Ya took the initiative to embrace him, kissed him in the night, and fell down...

The two finally spent a happy night, and then naturally became boyfriend and girlfriend, met their parents, and talked about marriage.

That night, Zhao Heng carefully arranged a proposal ceremony. In the presence of his parents and many guests, he took out the diamond ring and knelt on one knee to propose to Zhang Ya.

In the dazzling light reflected by the diamond ring, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes blurred.

The next moment, Zhang Ya, who was moved to tears and covered her red lips, suddenly became blurred, and then turned into another face.

Her face was cold and beautiful, but her eyes were very gentle, and she called him softly.

"Junior brother, I miss you so much!"

"Senior sister!"

Zhao Heng suddenly saw Yun Qingxue and remembered many things that happened to her.

The next moment, that face changed again, turning into a beautiful woman with wise and domineering eyes.

"Zhao Heng, you dare to abandon me!"

"Yu Qing!"

"Boom...!"

Zhao Heng's mind swelled, and a lot of information poured in, Yun Qingxue, Yu Qing, Master, Bai Mengyan, Yin Ruoling...

The familiar names and faces, as well as the stories that happened between him and them, replayed in his mind like a movie.

At this time, the woman opposite turned into the beautiful and generous Zhang Ya. She looked at Zhao Heng with a look of emotion and surprise, waiting for Zhao Heng to say that sentence.

"Zhang Ya, marry me."

However, Zhao Heng did not speak for a long time, holding the diamond ring tightly in his hand.

"Zhao Heng, what's wrong?" Zhang Ya asked with concern.

Zhao Heng was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Zhang Ya, I'm sorry, I can't marry you."

The smile on Zhang Ya's face gradually solidified, her expression was dull, and tears kept falling.

"Why, don't you love me anymore?"

"No, I don't belong here, everything that happened to us is an illusion!"

"How can it be an illusion, what are you talking about, we really love each other, we want to get married and have children, and stay together for life!" Zhang Ya said emotionally.

However, Zhao Heng shook his head firmly, and he looked at the other party calmly, at the guests around him who came to bless him, and at his parents.

"Zhang Ya, Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. Although I sometimes miss you and this world, I know that everything now is illusory.

Because, if I deny everything I've experienced in the past, wouldn't that mean I'm denying myself? Then what's the meaning of my existence?

Goodbye everyone!"

As Zhao Heng finished speaking.

"Bang...!"

It was as if something suddenly broke, and the people and objects in front of him broke like a mirror and completely dissipated. A vast sea of ​​white fog appeared in front of Zhao Heng again.