Mythological Native Species

"If I replace you..." Before he finished speaking, King Daoshi shook his head, and then showed a wry smile.

If he has such ability, why is he talking nonsense with Feng Linwen?

As for deceitful deceit...he doesn't think it's useful.

"How? In fact, you have to think this way. With your strength, if you go to my world, you will be truly immortal. Ten thousand years is just a very inconspicuous little piece of your long years. Besides... you also It is not a slave with me, but an equal existence. I hire you on conditions, and you accept my employment, that's all." Feng Linwen tried his best to communicate with the Dao Shi Tianwang in the most equal and gentle way.

According to some online tutorials that convince the 'mercenaries of other world powerhouses', some people who often reach the top of the other world have self-esteem and arrogance, which are several grades higher than those of the same level in the ordinary Galaxy era.

It's like Yelang is arrogant.

Therefore, if the strength is not as strong as the opponent, try not to take a high profile.

Responding in a more peaceful and even respectful way makes it easier to gain goodwill and achieve goals.

"Okay! If what you say is true, I will cooperate with you." The Dao Shi Tian Wang finally couldn't resist the temptation, and agreed to Feng Lin's proposal.

Feng Linye said excitedly: "Okay! Since that's the case, then we'll be like this... this..."

After careful discussion.

Feng Lin's mind returned to himself, came out from the depths of his inner world, and even in his relatively shallow memory, he no longer played the role of Dao Shi Tian Wang and experienced his life trajectory.

On the other side, there were several places where the powerhouses gathered, and a group of people who had just ended the truce sat cross-legged.

Some people's faces sometimes show hideous expressions.

There are also people who keep chanting the names of the people they care about.

The old monk of the Xuankong Temple was reciting the Buddhist scriptures, but there were a few words of 'gossip' that were occasionally mixed in the Buddhist scriptures.

If Xie Wanchun, the living fossil, was here, he happened to hear the old monk's words.

From these few words, it can be analyzed that the old monk is the **** murderer who killed 173 families in seven states in a row and slaughtered 30,009 people within half a year.

But now, this murderer has become an eminent Buddhist monk, a strong man who has never been born in the Hanging Temple.

The old emperor began to wave his hand in the air to write the imperial decree, overflowing with domineering.

It's just that every now and then, I get lost and forget who I am.

Just at this moment, the pressure on everyone suddenly disappeared.

Then they all looked up and saw the picture in front of them, which changed again.

I saw that in that picture, Dao Shi Tian Wang had reached his twilight years.

Ten thousand years of longevity will come to an end, and the world-shattering, unparalleled cultivation will also turn into water flowing in the east, disappearing between the heavens and the earth, like a floating cloud, after the wind blows, there will be no trace.

Under the misty moonlight, Dao Shi Tian Wang was boating on the lake alone.

Night dew and frost, drinking and sitting alone.

The water waves rippling slightly, shaking the boat like a cradle.

The wind blowing from the river, stepping on the fragrance of grass and wildflowers.

The boat was in the shadow of the moon, and the Dao Shi Tian Wang was alone, looking so lonely and desolate.

A strong sense of cynicism permeated almost the entire picture and reflected in everyone's heart.

Some people couldn't help crying, some people couldn't help but vomit blood, and some people even started to cut themselves off.

But he saw Dao Shi Tian Wang, looking at the bright moon swaying in the water, showing a wry smile.

"Longevity...longevity! What is longevity? The moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, you can't ask for it! What is it...!"

He jumped up suddenly, jumped into the shadow of the moon, spread his arms, and seemed to take the moon in the water into his arms.

Just at this moment, suddenly there was a clear singing voice on the lake.

The moment the song rang out.

Everyone here is awake.

Even those forgotten memories are beginning to return.

Everyone remembers who they are.

"The Dapeng flies to revive the eight descendants, and the Zhongtian destroys the power. The rest of the world is agitated, and the fusang hangs on the left jacket. The posterity can pass it on, and Zhongni will die. Who will shed tears."

I saw a emaciated figure standing on the water as if left alone, the long sword swaying in his hand, jumping between the sky and the lake, the moon in the sky and the moon in the water, seemed to use this person as a bridge to form a coherent whole.

People dance with the moon, but the moon, the people, and the shadow are three independent, extraordinarily lonely, extraordinarily lonely.

Even in the memory of Dao Shi Tian Wang, this person is so charming that he even suppressed Dao Shi Tian Wang's sense of existence for a moment.

Everyone began to wonder who this person was.

Suddenly... I heard someone say "Huh".

Afterwards, more and more people recognized this person, and they even communicated with each other faintly.

"How is it possible that the Dao Shi Tian Wang died nearly three thousand years ago, how could he have been at that time? It should be... just similar in length!" Someone whispered.

In the picture, Dao Shi Tian Wang is staring at Feng Lin night.

It's like seeing something incredible, seeing someone who can never be seen.

"Who are you? What are you?" At this moment, the Dao Shi Tian Wang even said what he should never have said, and asked questions he should not have asked.

"I'm asking for it!" Feng Linxun stood on the lake, the wind on the lake blew through his clothes, and he entered the painting lightly. Standing in the same place, it was a scene unparalleled in the world.

"Are you a fairy?" Dao Shi Tian Wang asked in shock.

His voice, even a little bit, seemed very surprised.

"What do you think is an immortal?" Feng Linwan asked rhetorically.

"Longevity and immortality!" Dao Shi Tianwang said with great certainty.

Feng Lin laughed loudly.

Then he pointed out, and when Dao Shi Tianwang couldn't stop it, he pointed it on his forehead.

"It's not easy for you to practice, I will give you a talisman. After three thousand years, if you can come back to life, I will come to you again."

"At that time, you can answer me again, what is a fairy." After saying that, he staggered into the bright moon and disappeared again.

The screen flashed, and it actually appeared when the Dao Shi Tian Wang was young.

In that scene, Feng Linye actually appeared.

This time, he was just an ordinary businessman walking the streets, selling a small toy sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to Li Daoxiu, who was still young at the time.

Everything seems to be predestined.

Plant the cause 10,000 years ago, and see the effect 10,000 years later.

Plant the cause three thousand years ago, and see the effect three thousand years later?

All those who remembered Feng Lin's identity suddenly felt as if they had been electrocuted.

All kinds of possibilities, all kinds of thoughts, flourish like weeds, and can no longer be restrained.

"Is he a fairy?"

"How could he be a fairy?"

"No! Immortals really exist?"

"But...if it doesn't exist, what kind of person can live for more than 10,000 years?"

"This is the memory of Dao Shi Tianwang, there is no mistake! There is no mistake!"