[Comprehensive] The sky is always falling

Maybe it was better luck, after Zezhi merged with the main body, he went straight to the Zixiao Palace, and even the wind that blocked outsiders did not appear in front of the Zixiao Palace along the way, unimpeded.

In the process of going away for 33 days, Zezhi finally felt the feeling that all the long-lost power returned to his body. The purifying breath that filled his body was so strong that it left traces in the air for a long time and could not be dissipated. It seemed that the places he passed were inexplicably fresh. .

... feels like a big air freshener Sawayuki: →_→

The Zixiao Palace is as solemn and sacred as ever. When the shooting star strode through the gate, he was surprised that the swaying lotus flowers in the clear pool disappeared for some reason, and only the clear pool water remained under the white jade-like stone steps and arched bridge. No trace of living things.

Before approaching the main hall, I already felt a familiar question from the hall: "Do you still need me to teach you what 'foot restraint' is?"

"Teacher taught, disciples cannot be repaid forever, today is just to do my best." Zezhi knelt respectfully in front of the hall gate, it was the first time that there were no seniors by his side, and he also practiced the etiquette thoroughly.

He knew so many things so early, but he couldn't stop any of them. At this moment, he can't help but think of people like Daozu and Fuxi. Sometimes knowing too much may not be a good thing. When the powerful power you have collides with the torrent of history What kind of powerlessness should it be when nothing can stop you in the end?

Whether it was the death of Prince Changqin or the Battle of the Conferred Gods, he did not change anything at the right time.

This time, this time blocking the entire prehistoric future, he must not make another mistake.

The door was quiet for a long time, as if the appearance of the previous voice was just an illusion, but Zezhi knelt down for a long time, it was not a trick or something, but he hadn't decided whether to stand up and go in like this.

Fortunately, Hongjun didn't give him a chance to get entangled. Suddenly, there was a pressure on his shoulders, and a shadow was cast in front of his eyes. When he raised his head, he suddenly bumped into a pair of vast eyes containing stars and seas, and there was still no emotion on his face. , as if he came out just to get Zezhi to stand up.

For a moment, Zezhi couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a teacher he was familiar with, but judging from this action, it was clear that only a teacher could be so kind to him.

"The purifying power of Chaos Qinglian's body is mellow, it's hard for you to come up with such a method." Hongjun walked to his side, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the sky outside the Zixiao Palace, where the colorful auspicious clouds emitted a strong light , the sky was almost reflected in gold.

He stared straight into the distance, ignoring Zezhi's surprise when he heard this.

As the destruction of the Great Desolation approached, Zezhi learned many things that he had never delved into almost every day, for example, why he could never leave Zixiao Palace.

It turned out that it wasn't because of his age, it was just that Hongjun lacked the purifying power of this huge chaotic green lotus all over his body, so he would either be more affected by the way of heaven, or be eroded by the turbid air of heaven and earth.

And he's only thinking about it now.

How innocent was he before?When he proposed to leave Zixiao Palace, what kind of expectations did the teacher have for him?

"Don't worry too much, even if I tell you, it won't make things better, and now I have reached the worst point." Hongjun didn't look back at all, but seemed to be able to see the expression change on Zezhi's face Same, the tone is the same as before, people who don't know may really feel that he is ruthless, even if he is facing the destruction of the whole world, he still does not change his expression.

Only Zezhi knew that his teacher was far less casual than he showed.

There are too many responsibilities on him, causing Zezhi to suddenly feel that he has no worries about his debts. Anyway, the situation will not be worse than it is now. A certain plan is becoming clearer in his mind. He even couldn't help thinking that once this idea became true, Hong Huang would never have to suffer such a catastrophe again.

As for the matter of the sky falling...it will never happen.

Just when Zezhi was about to tell Hongjun, there was a sudden strange noise from a distance, reaching 33 days away. The colorful auspicious clouds that could be seen outside the Zixiao Palace were actually the rays of light refracted far away. On the top of Xiaogong is chaos, and there is nothing but chaos and a palace for 33 days.

Hongjun's expression froze for a moment, but that expression just flashed across his face, and no one caught it at all.

Zezhi was a little surprised at what kind of vibration could reach Zixiao Palace, but the next moment he sensed the message sent by Tiandao, "Nuwa... has fallen." His expression was a little shocked, and he guessed in an instant that Changqin If he said that there is no relationship between these two things, he would not believe it himself.

But that's a saint, what did Zhu Rong and Fuxi have to do to bring her down?And Zezhi didn't believe that Fuxi seemed to be able to kill his sister in order to repay their favor.

"Teacher, can I go to a place with my disciple?" Zezhi hesitated for a while, and decided to seize this opportunity to clarify his purpose.

Hongjun turned around and looked at Zezhi. Although his face was as calm as water, he was obviously curious about what Zezhi would see for him at this juncture.

"This place, I still hope that the teacher can go with me alone." Ze Zhiban lowered his head, and did not meet Shang Hongjun's piercing eyes, but his voice was still respectful, showing no emotion.

Hongjun easily understood the voice of his words, and almost immediately guessed Zezhi's plan. After pondering for a while, he decisively separated the corpse without any aura of heaven.

Zezhi opened the space, Hongjun stepped in first, Zezhi followed closely behind, and when the gap was about to close, he looked back at the teacher's body, he was still standing in front of Zixiao Palace with his hands behind his back, his back was peerless, Happens to be stained with loneliness.

Hongjun standing in front of him is a good corpse, the only difference from the main body is the hair color, a head of black and beautiful hair matched with his luxurious clothes, and a face like the most perfect sculpture in the world, with firm and soft lines, but Zezhi suddenly felt that the teacher's black hair was also very good-looking.

Zezhi never thought that he would have a day to step into this world. At that time, the sky here was always cloudy and he could not see the sunny days and sunshine. The places he has been to are not only mountains but also mountains. The deepest impression of this place is I'm afraid there are only those ingredients that look strange and taste extraordinarily delicious.

That dream was the beginning of it all, and now it is the end of it all.Zezhi looked at the vast mountain range in front of him that was no different from when he came here. There were countless birds and beasts inside. When he raised his head, what he saw was a cloudless blue sky.

It was as clean as clean, as if it had never been disaster.

Only Zezhi knew that this world was going to perish just because of him alone. It was Changqin who destroyed the subconsciousness of the Dao of Heaven in this world, making this world escape from the three thousand realms alone, not controlled by the Dao of Heaven, and have its own gods.

Even Hongjun saw this place, and his thoughts inevitably drifted back to the prehistoric times hundreds of millions of years ago.At that time, the dragon and phoenix clans were still there, and there were these beautiful creatures running between the heaven and the earth, but as the power of heaven's control over the world became stronger, those once powerful and beautiful species gradually disappeared.

Of course, Hongjun knew what Zezhi was up to. The turbidity of the heaven and earth in that world could no longer be eradicated, and the control of the Dao of Heaven was becoming more and more uncontrollable, and one day the age of Shenyin would usher in.

After the Battle of the Conferred Gods... probably as long as Honghuang ushered in another huge change, the gods would no longer be able to pose any threat to the way of heaven.

"What are your plans?" After a long time, Hongjun asked neither sad nor happy, as if he hadn't seen the world in front of him that was different from Honghuang.

Honghuang's way of heaven exists because Honghuang needs that set of laws, but this world is different. The laws of this reborn world are incarnated from the previous mountain gods of the southeast and northern mountains, and they have become a way. The great god who can destroy the world, choose this world as the sanctuary of the gods of the wild, and can fundamentally get rid of the calculations of the wild.

Another kind of hidden age.

This is Zezhi's real plan.

Zezhi raised his eyes to look at Hongjun, and was about to speak, but found that his teacher didn't actually want to listen to his plan. When he saw his eyes, Hongjun understood what Zezhi meant.

Hongjun's eyes were half closed, and the sunlight from the sky shone on his side, projecting his solitary figure in nowhere.

He could have expected Zezhi to come to this point, "The original intention remains unchanged..." The lips with beautiful lips opened and closed, and he spit out four words. It looked like he wanted to say more, but stopped .

I thought that when Ren Zezhi left, he would be so tainted by the prehistoric world that he would forget his original intentions, but he was still no different from when he was in Zixiao Palace. This place is just the place where the gods of the wild are settled.

Of course, Hongjun would not be so naive as to think that this world can accommodate their thoughts, and his consciousness spread out, but when he touched the barriers of this world, a clear idea took shape in his mind.

"Zezhi, before I step here next time, don't bring other prehistoric people here." Standing in mid-air, Hongjun's voice came clearly to Zezhi's ears behind him, and the breeze brushed their faces , but it does not make them uncomfortable.

Zezhi was a little stunned, he originally wanted to bring his three senior brothers and Changqin here to have a look, but when he heard what the teacher said, although he had doubts, he could only nod his head in agreement.

"Swear." Hongjun's emotionless voice carried an unquestionable order.

Zezhi struggled in his heart for a moment, but he had to follow Hongjun's instructions. If he broke his promise, he would be wiped out immediately.

Hongjun's face softened a bit, Zezhi knew that the teacher's IQ was much higher than his own, and he couldn't guess his plan, so he could only bet now, and the bet on Hongjun was for the gods of the whole prehistoric world.

If he made a wrong bet, then... he was afraid to imagine the terrible consequences.

"Tell me about your time here."

Zezhi suddenly heard this sentence and thought that there was something wrong with his ears, but looking at the noble Taoist ancestor in front of him, Hongjun turned around inadvertently at this moment, and met his eyes, Zezhi realized that after leaving behind the trajectory of the stars, Hongjun's pupils are black, with a hint of gold in the black.

Ze Zhi would like to obey his teacher's order, those things that he thought would be forgotten in his memory after a long time, only now when he said it again, he realized that he was a little nostalgic.I miss the days when I was able to find something to eat in these mountains without worry, the days when I was confronted with water scorpions, the days when I was able to lean against a tree to listen to the long piano and play the piano in a certain afternoon when I was full of food and drink, and I missed the days when I could When I show my cooking skills here, I have a strong goal of going home.

I also thought of Xiaohua Mountain, the mountain gods of those big mountains, and the black-bellied Fuxi who was hard to get close to.

Unknowingly, after finishing the lecture, Zezhi found that he had an indescribable feeling for this place in his heart, as if the place where he grew up was not the prehistoric world but the world.

It was rare for Hongjun to show a broken smile, obviously he was speechless at the way of eating the various ingredients described by Zezhi: "...Food, I don't know what the relationship between Chaos Qinglian and Taotie is."

Zezhi blushed, his eyes wandered, and after a while he looked straight into Shang Hongjun's eyes, very righteous.

Hongjun raised his hand to reopen the crack of time and space, walked in, Zezhi hurriedly followed, the corner of the purple clothes was finally swallowed by the gray world, only heard Hongjun said lightly: "This world is of great significance to you, I won't let it repeat the same mistakes."

Hearing these words, Zezhi suddenly remembered what Xiao Huashan said to himself at that time, I only hope that the world will live and not follow in my footsteps.

In these two worlds, who will follow in whose footsteps...