Under the illumination of torches, the dim underground passage did not appear bright, but instead had an indescribable gloominess.
Zhao Feng walked slowly on the ground paved with stone bricks and followed this road.
Although he has never been here, he knows very well that there is only one door in front of this road, and inside the door, that person must be here.
"Um, who is here?"
At this moment, a slightly majestic voice sounded, and a guard wearing silver-white armor appeared in front of Zhao Feng.
He recognized the person and said with a stern expression, "There is no room in front of you.
If outsiders enter, please return."
"An outsider."
Zhao Feng raised his head and chuckled, "Where in this world am I an outsider?"
"I have no intention of offending Your Majesty."
The guard said calmly, "But Your Majesty may not know who lives in front of you."
"I know, and I came here just to look for him and get out of his way."
"Zhao Family Zhao Feng, since you know who is at the end of this road and what is it?"
Seeing the frightened face of the guard in front of him cut into nothingness with a knife, Zhao Feng raised his hand to put away the shadow behind him.
He no longer looked at the body half-clad in silver-white armor that fell to the ground, and continued to walk forward.
His face was calm.
"Da, da, da."
The footsteps on the stone bricks came closer and closer, and then stopped.
Zhao Feng raised his head, looked at the huge stone door in front of him, chuckled, and raised his hand.
"Your Majesty, please come in.
The door has already been opened for guests."
The moment the huge shadow holding a long knife broke out of the body, an extremely old voice came from the stone door, causing Zhao Feng to stop the movement of his hand, and then The shadow behind him retracted again and walked to the stone door.
"Boom, boom, boom" Zhao Feng didn't use any force, but after putting his hand on the stone door, the stone door opened automatically.
"Your Excellency, you knew I was coming."
Zhao Feng walked in and looked at the old man sitting weakly on the chair.
Asked.
"It doesn't matter whether you know it or not."
The old man's eyes did not open, as if he had just woken up from his sleep.
"Your Majesty, have you already planned to come to see me?"
"What if I just thought of it just now?"
Zhao Feng asked.
"That's not surprising."
The old man coughed and let out a long sigh, "If that were not the case, Your Majesty would have at least given me time to let everyone around me leave.
Mr.
Ming, there is no need to die in vain just now."
"I'm a little upset.
And he happened to offend me."
Zhao Feng stood with his hands behind his hands, "If you think he died unjustly, I will naturally compensate him.
How about a grand burial?"
"Haha, your Majesty, do you believe this?"
The old man smiled.
"Reincarnation of life and death, the soul exists forever.
Why don't you believe it?"
Zhao Feng said calmly, "If you don't believe it, naturally there won't be so many things."
"Yes, if you don't believe it.
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Or if humans don't pursue so many things, naturally there won't be so many things."
The old man shook his head, then reached out and touched his hair.
A lot of the pale hair fell out.
In his hand.
"It seems I don't have much time.
Does your Majesty have anything to do during this trip?"
"You should be very clear about my purpose."
Zhao Feng said.
"Is that so?
Patriarch Feng must have rejected the fate of gambling for His Majesty," the old man suddenly asked.
"Humph.
So what?"
Zhao Feng sneered, "If not, why would I come to you?"
"Your Majesty.
I once told you that Patriarch Feng's gambling technique is the only one that can transcend the possibility of cause and effect in the future."
The old man shook his head, "If he is not willing to do it for you" "Shut up, when did I ask you to explain to me?"
Zhao Feng suddenly interrupted the old man's words, "You just need to do your last bit for me."
"Your Majesty, please allow me to say one more word."
The old man was silent for a moment, and then said, "In view of his old age, he has also dedicated a lot to this human race over the past hundred years."
"" Zhao Feng closed his eyes and opened them after a while.
His eyes were calmer and less impatient than before, "I was a little rude, please tell me."
"Of course I understand your Majesty's ambition.
However, my aging body may be unable to keep up with His Majesty's lofty ideals, so I am unable to do my best for Your Majesty."
The old man said, "As of now, my vitality has been exhausted.
I can't do my best for Your Majesty."
There is nothing wrong with taking one last look at the future.
However, Your Majesty, I need to give you three words of advice.”
"First, cause and effect are rewarded, and cause and effect are also entangled."
"Second, destiny is nothing but destiny, and destiny should not be abandoned."
"Third, when the soul goes back, the soul also goes away."
After three sentences, the old man stopped talking.
Instead, he closed his eyes and muttered something.
"Cause and effect are entangled, don't waste your fate, and your soul is precious."
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with thought, and then he raised his head and looked at the old man with a serious expression, "Thanks for the advice, but my philosophy will not change."
"Your Majesty is polite, and I understand.
Your Majesty only needs to think twice about your dying words, and you don't have to take them as a lesson.
Now, let me do my best for Your Majesty."
The old man nodded, and then suddenly someone beside him The light exploded and was so dazzling that Zhao Feng, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but squint his eyes and couldn't see clearly what was happening.
"The world that remembers the soul, give me the most distant guidance."
The old man's sentences became faster and faster.
Later, even Zhao Feng couldn't hear what he was saying clearly, but the golden light exploding around him was gradually closing in.
About half a minute later, the golden light disappeared, and the old man sitting in the chair still looked like he had his eyes closed.
His breathing became slow and rapid, which was a sign that he was about to die.
"What did you see?"
Zhao Feng looked at the old man.
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"The geniuses of thousands of races in the Six Transformations and Seven Paths, there is no bridge on the other side, no one is free."
The old man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not spit out another word.
"Six transformations and seven ways, the genius of all races.
There is no bridge on the other side, and no one is free."
Zhao Feng repeated the old man's words in a low voice.
Then when he raised his head, the old man's eyes that had been closed finally opened, and the cloudy pupils revealed What came out was a despair that Zhao Feng could not understand.
Then, the old man's trembling fingers slowly moved towards his chest.
Zhao Feng understood, and stretched out his hand to take out a folded paper that had been prepared long ago.
When Zhao Feng got the paper, the old man's desperate face froze.
Zhao Feng did not open the paper immediately, but stretched out his hand to slowly close the old man's eyes and face.
"Thank you for your hard work, Great Sage."
Then Zhao Feng turned around and left.
A shadow suddenly appeared behind him, and countless shocking sword lights exploded, splitting the entire room into pieces.
"Human beings will remember your contribution."
"And I will definitely succeed":