Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

Inside the artifact of ancient paintings.

Liang Lin looked at the scene in front of him and didn't react for a while, and froze in place for a long time without any movement.

Thousands of years of catching up, the competition between two generations of reincarnation, the obsession is finally difficult to achieve.

He didn't know what expression was on his face at this time, maybe he should vent it unscrupulously, but there was no tear in the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't cry at all.

"Hahahahaha..."

After a while, Liang Lin looked up to the sky and laughed, but everyone who heard it felt his helplessness and disappointment, and even had the will to die.

Even the accompanying monks who didn't understand why this young man was sad felt that this young man seemed to have experienced a very serious blow, so no one dared to go forward to comfort him at this moment, fearing that they might say something wrong.

Liang Lin exhausted his efforts to pursue the two eras, and went through many thorns, but he didn't expect that when he saw the dawn, all his previous efforts would be in vain.However, he no longer has time to find a way to break through and reach the sky, and his life will also come to an end at this time.

He moved his body slowly like an octogenarian, and finally leaned against a thousand-year-old tree, slowly raised his head and looked into the distance, but because of the vicissitudes in his eyes, it was impossible to tell that he was thinking about it at this time. What.

As the sun set in the west, the wind blew the yellow sand, and the sparse leaves fell on Liang Lin's body, making him look even more lonely and pale.

Except for the artifacts of ancient paintings, all the monks silently lowered their heads, unable to bear to look at the scene in front of them.

A peerless hero whose strength is enough to influence the direction of Xuanyan Continent is like a firework at this moment. After enjoying a moment of splendor, he is about to fall into the dust.

And he didn't have the strength to stop the passing of life anymore, so he could only watch helplessly, watching the sun go down in the west, the fallen leaves returning to their roots, his own wrinkles dense and his white hair thinning.

Liang Lin leaned against the ancient tree quietly, his expression was as calm as ever, calm and composed.

At this moment, he seemed to have let go of everything.

People are dying and unable to return to heaven, so they can only lean against the big tree and feel the sunset, and maybe they can experience some hard-won comfort from it.

He wanted to leave just like that.

Those close friends and seniors who had left him also flashed in his mind, and he remembered his ups and downs in his life.

After a while, Liang Lin laughed at himself, looked towards the sky, and let out an extremely hoarse roar like a trapped animal.

"What exactly is the 'Tao'? What can be called ascending to heaven? What is destiny?"

"What am I doing all this for?"

Liang Lin murmured softly, wanting to ask for an explanation from the sky.

Ever since he embarked on the road of cultivation, Liang Lin, who has been sticking to his original heart and never moving forward, was at a loss when he was approaching the end of his life.

Along the way, he practiced hard and dared to challenge his destiny. After he cultivated the fearless heart, he was able to fight against Dengtian and overcome all difficulties.

But no matter how good he practiced, he still lost to the arrangement of fate, but he still couldn't break through the realm of ascension to heaven.

So at this moment, he was confused, hesitant and hesitant about the path of practice that he had always insisted on.

After coming to this era, he kept a distance from karma, but all the experiences he experienced proved that he was already in karma, which was inevitable.

If everything had been planned long ago, why did his end point turn out to be a desperate situation with nowhere to escape?

Couldn't all the efforts made in the past change the ending?
In my life, I have gone through several ups and downs, even if I am a powerful person in the past and present, now I think about it, what has he left behind in the entire Xuanyan Continent?What has changed?
In the endless years after the fall, who can think of himself?

Liang Lin laughed at himself again.

Many puzzles, no one can answer him.

Looking at the three divine books, he really wanted to know who was spreading the rumors?

The three divine books can help a person break through the realm of ascension to the heavens. Who on earth is spreading such nonsense that he has been deceived for half his life!
"Emperor Liang, do you have anything else to say?"

The old emperor Murong asked Liang Lin softly. He sensed that Liang Lin's life was coming to an end, and he blamed himself for not taking good care of the last emperor, and he couldn't bear Liang Lin's fall like this.

However, Liang Lin shook his head slowly, staring at the three divine books without opening his mouth.

"Why ascend to heaven?"

This is a deep-rooted obsession in his heart, and he can't let go even if his lifespan is dying.

He thought of the five-element world-destroying god whose godhead could still absorb the aura of the world after his fall, thought of Ling, Nether and Buddha bones, and even witch gods.

After half an hour.

Liang Lin's eyes glowed with brilliance again, as if he had figured out something.

"The three divine books can help people break through the realm of ascending to heaven."

An extremely hoarse voice slowly came out of his mouth.

But the people around didn't hear what he was saying clearly, they saw Liang Lin completely collapsed in front of them, with a smile that hadn't been withdrawn from the corner of his mouth.

"Brother!!!"

"Emperor Liang!!!"

The emperors of two generations panicked and supported Liang Lin, but they could not save his life.

Until this time, the scene in the artifact of the ancient painting became completely dark, which meant that the emperor's memory had come to an end, and it also meant that the emperor had disappeared from this world.

"Boom!!"

The Jiuchongtian Palace, which had been reduced to ruins, ushered in light again at this moment.

But when the sky suddenly appeared, there was a deafening thunder sound above the sky, and each strike seemed to hit the soul, making people shudder.

All the monks present were immersed in an extremely dull atmosphere, and a sense of panic rose in their hearts.

"Dijun's memory, is it over?"

There was only a very weak voice in the entire Jiuchongtian Palace, but no one answered.

Everyone was very confused and at a loss.

There were even some unsteady monks who knelt down on the spot, begging loudly to let themselves go.

"I didn't hear what Dijun said at the end."

"It should be enlightenment, otherwise how could the emperor laugh so relieved in the end?"

"Yeah, the smile on Dijun's face seems to come from the heart, and it seems that he understands the secrets contained in the three books."

Some monks were discussing in low voices, and when they talked about the emperor, they also wanted to increase their sense of security.

And more people looked into the ancient painting artifact.

Now that the agreed time has come, all cause and effect should be settled.

"wipe!!"

The artifact of the ancient painting also fulfilled its mission, and its whole body burst into an extremely dazzling light in an instant, and it slowly came to the crowd from above the nine heavens.

Many monks wanted to get closer and have a look inside, but the dazzling light made it impossible for them to see clearly what was inside.