The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

In a cabin in the woods in another dimension.

Tiandao sat beside the wooden table with his hands propped up, waiting quietly. The outside world had already turned into nothingness and chaos. The disordered rules were constantly attacking the only world that still existed in the universe.

From time to time, he could hear some rustling sounds coming from outside. Of course, they were not mice, but the chaotic world that was gradually eroding the boundaries of this space.

I don't know how much time passed, but He suddenly stood up and walked out of the house.

The white light flickered gently, and what was hidden by the lush green woods was actually a colorful world. Tiandao walked to the edge of this space, and he slowly stretched out his hand toward it. The moment he touched the five colors, his hand turned into a colorful line.

The whole world was very quiet. He did not speak, but just looked at the line silently.

But how can the hand be a thread?

Now, beyond that boundary, there is chaos and disorder. He can see many things, but cannot quite name them. At the farthest point in his sight, there is a shapeless pool of green matter that looks like water. At this moment, it is floating quietly in the sky, but as far as he knows, that place was originally a towering mountain.

In the near distance, he could see many colorful things that looked like stones but were flowing. He didn't know what they were. They looked like they had life. Perhaps they were really transformed from plants or flowers, or perhaps they were humans swallowed by chaos.

In short, what He saw now could no longer be simply described using the previous language. All things had changed their forms. There was no longer time, and there was no longer the concept of heaven and earth. They were endless, they stretched out, they were spread out flat, and they were curled up. All forms existed at the same time, they intersected with each other, and at the same time they were parallel to each other.

Tiandao withdrew his hand silently, and the colorful line took a long time to return to normal. He is now the only being in the world who can think. If Shao Yunfan fails, perhaps he will also perish.

I don’t know if those guys in the Ninth Heaven are still there, but they should still be alive. Those old guys have the most ways to save their lives.

Please return to normal soon, otherwise He will really think that the world has ended.

Thinking of this, Tiandao let out a long sigh, turned around and walked into the house. Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. When he turned around again, the world outside, the mountains were mountains, the water was water, there were winds and clouds, there were farmers working hard in the fields, and people were coming and going in the city, as if nothing had happened.

Suddenly, a golden line slowly stretched up from the lower world. He understood what was going on, reached out and grabbed it, then disappeared on the spot.

The water on the long platform had not yet dried up, but the rain had stopped and the sky had cleared up. The sky fell between the mountains. Not far away, there was a pile of bones lying in their clothes. He walked over slowly and picked up the relics that had fallen beside it.

It was a white and blue storage ring, which was now gleaming with an inky blue glow. He held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, but then bent down and put it back.

Of course He knew where the light came from, but the man's request did not include saving himself, so He was about to turn and leave, but suddenly heard a tragic cry.

"Brother!"

He turned around and saw a dishevelled man flying up from the stage. He hurriedly knelt down in front of the pile of bones, his face full of sadness and despair.

“Master… Senior Brother? No, this… what’s going on? How did you become like this? Who killed you? Who killed you?!”

Tiandao turned around and looked at him, but he was just watching silently. He had hidden his true body, so no one could see him at this moment. But he didn't know why he should stay and watch. Now that things were done, he should have turned around and left.

"what!"

If he remembered correctly, the person in front of him must be Hong Yu, the second forger of Chaos.

Shao Yunfan actually still has his life.

But, never mind. It took the two of them working together to forge such a heaven-defying thing. Now that only one person is left, what kind of trouble can he stir up?

Tiandao thought so, but when he saw Hongyu pick up the storage ring on the ground, he couldn't help but reach out his hand. After a moment of reaction, he shook his head in self-mockery, and then turned and left.

The world was newly created, and there were still many things waiting for Him to deal with. He could not stay here. As the god who managed the rules of the world, He only dealt with things that were against the rules. If that person had not caused trouble, He would not have intervened.

......

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, on a mountain in the south.

"Mr. Feng, please help me."

In front of a small courtyard in the mountains, a man in blue was kneeling. There was blood on the ground in front of his knees. No one knew how long he had been kneeling.

"The dead cannot be resurrected, this is the law of heaven and earth. Why are you so stubborn and disturb the peace of the underground people?"

Suddenly, a heavy sigh was heard in the courtyard, and the tightly closed gate was finally opened, and an old man with white hair walked out. Hong Yu looked up at the person who came out, and there was finally some light in his eyes.

"I know this will break the laws of heaven and earth, but I don't want to be bound by these rules. If I don't resolve the resentment in my heart, I will never be able to rest in peace in this life."

"Never mind, I'll help you this time."

......

Another hundred years passed. One day, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds covered the sun, and a dragon-like thunder fell from the sky, shaking the entire world of cultivation.

In the quiet hut in the forest, Tiandao suddenly stood up and appeared in the pouring rain in a blink of an eye.

Where the thunder struck, a hundred miles were scorched black, and the sound was tremendous, but there was a man kneeling there. He looked up at the sky, holding something tightly in his arms, and suddenly laughed after a long time.

"I didn't expect you could actually make it."

Tiandao looked at his back and said, with a relieved smile in his tone.

What Hongyu was holding in his hand was not something that could turn back time, but something that could turn bones into flesh again.

Unexpectedly, that person came back in this way.

......

Then, a thousand years passed, and on the top of the snow-capped mountain, a golden staircase descended from the sky. The number one man in the world, respected by all the people, ascended to godhood as he wished. However, when the staircase disappeared, he fell from top to bottom, and finally committed suicide on the top of the snow-capped mountain, which shocked the world of cultivation and everyone.

No one knows what happened. All we know is that scholars who wrote seal characters recorded the incident one by one on paper, and compiled it into many stories that have been passed down to the world.

Tens of thousands of years later...

"Some people say that Nan Rongyun was trapped in the secular world and felt that she was not worthy of becoming a god, so she committed suicide. Others say that she met an old friend in heaven, but the old friend did not treat her the same as before, so she was heartbroken and willing to die."

The vendor in front of the bookstall was holding a book and talking excitedly, but people were coming and going on the street, but no one stopped to listen to his story.

"Why did Nan Rongyun die? All the answers are in this book. Take a look, take a look, the latest edition of the "Leng Leng Shizun Falls in Love with Me" series, "The Story of Shen Yun."

"How can such a remarkable person talk about love?"

The vendor suddenly heard a very childish voice, but there was no one in front of him. He shook his head in confusion, and then he heard an angry voice.

"under!"

The vendor looked down when he heard that, and then just froze where he was.

She was a little girl of about twelve years old, wearing a precious red cotton-padded jacket, with two little buns on her head, and a very rosy face, looking very cute.

"Hey, little girl, where are you from? Where are your parents? Are you lost? Do you want to go home with me, your brother?"

The vendor's heart was instantly melted. He immediately squatted down and asked softly, with a wretched look on his face with drooling.

Lou Xinzhou was so scared that she took a half step back, then turned around and ran away. The vendor was disappointed to see her leave. Just as he was about to stand up and shout again, he saw a black shadow looming over him.

"Daddy, it's him. He wants to take me home!"

The vendor looked up and saw a very tall man with a noble air. It was obvious that he was not a simple man.

"Really?" the man said coldly, "I heard you want to kidnap my daughter home?"

"Go go go go go...Master?"

The vendor was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

"Oh?" Qu Qi frowned slightly, "Do you know me?"

The vendor coughed twice in embarrassment when he heard that.

"To be honest... to be honest, I am Guo Jia, the second disciple of Kunlun Qiyuan Sect. I heard that Sect Master Qu brought his beloved daughter to become his disciple, so I came to greet her specially?"

"You are my second senior brother? Why did you buy a painting book to welcome him?"

Lou Xinzhou looked up and asked innocently.

"Um, this... this, I didn't expect that Master Qu... would come..." Guo Jia couldn't help swallowing his saliva, turned his head away and didn't dare to look at the two people's faces, his voice gradually dropped, "So early."

"Hahaha." Qu Qi laughed when he heard that and picked up Lou Xinzhou. "My dear daughter, I've heard that your second senior brother loves books and is well-informed. I didn't expect that he even dabbled in such low-brow picture books."

"Slightly...slightly interested, haha."

Surprise flashed across Guo Jia's eyes, and he forced a smile.

People all say that Tianhe Music's current leader Qu Qi is a serious person who is very majestic and cold. Is this just a rumor?

"Dad, I don't suddenly want to become your disciple anymore."

Lou Xinzhou suddenly frowned and said, Qu Qi looked over immediately and whispered in her ear.

"Why? Didn't you say that Elder Qi Yuan's eldest disciple has an immortal temperament and you like him very much?"

"But the elder's second disciple is so idle, so is the eldest brother also..."

Lou Xinzhou also leaned close to his ear and whispered back.

Poor Guo Jia, with his Jindan cultivation level, heard every word. Although he showed no expression on his face, he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

I told you to let the senior brother come to pick you up! I told you to let the senior brother come to pick you up!