"I have no fault in pointing to heaven," "I am Xuanyuanzi," "Heaven has witnessed that we have become brothers today, sharing blessings and suffering together."
"Do not seek to live as long as Heaven" "I just want to be immortal" It was a fairy mountain surrounded by blue clouds, and the wandering clouds and wild cranes decorated the world as beautifully as a scroll; on a high platform, two teenagers of seventeen or eighteen years old knelt on the ground, facing a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was inserted deeply into the high platform, as if it were a great god that could not be shaken.
Tiandao Monument The stone tablet is engraved with three large characters of simplicity and resoluteness.
The two young men kowtowed deeply three times to the Tiandao Monument.
The young man on the right took out a bottle of wine from his waist and poured it into two large empty bowls on the ground.
"Drunken Immortal Wine must have been stolen from your father," the young man on the left said with a smile.
The boy kneeling on the right smiled awkwardly, picked up a bowl of Drunk Immortal Wine and handed it to him.
The boy on the left smelled it and smiled like a spring breeze, looking very enjoying it.
"I've heard about your father's Drunk Immortal Wine for a long time.
I'm really lucky to have a bowl of it today," said the young man on the left.
"Brother Zhitian, I know you love wine, so I gave this to you specially."
The boy on the right handed a bottle of wine next to him to the boy on the left.
The two teenagers raised the full bowl of wine to the sky, and after a few seconds, drank it all.
The young man on the right is wearing a white robe, like a crown jade, his skin is like gelatin, his face is as handsome as a crown jade, his face is like a crown jade, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his hair is hanging on his forehead, he looks like a gentleman.
His name is Xuanyuanzi.
The young man on the right is wearing a navy blue gown and a plain white coat.
His black hair is tied up with white jade; he wears a warm jade pendant around his waist.
Hold a folding fan and shake it gently.
The hair trembled.
His name is Wuwuzhitian.
The two have become brothers today, and their friendship will last forever and will never be corroded by time.
If one day you are in trouble, even if I spend my whole life cultivating you, I will bring you glory again.
The picture turned and another scene appeared.
It was a palace, a palace that looked gorgeous and noble; it was suspended in mid-air, with countless steps connecting it to the earth.
And just on the stairs, a young man in navy blue climbed towards the hall step by step with difficulty; he was dirty, his clothes were in tatters, there was a trace of blood on his face, and there were tears on his cheeks.
It has not yet been dried, but he is pointing to the sky without any doubts.
He held another boy in his arms.
The young man in Wuwu Zhitian's arms was Xuanyuanzi.
Xuanyuanzi was dying at the moment, with blood vomiting from his mouth from time to time, scars all over his body, and his whole body was twitching unconsciously.
"Xuanyuan, you have to hold on, we will see your father soon, and you will be saved," Wuwu pointed to the sky and said to Xuanyuanzi in his arms, with a look of worry on his face.
"It's too late, take care of her for me," Xuanyuanzi said with difficulty, spitting out a mouthful of blood again.
"Don't give up, don't give up, you're going to see your father soon," Wuwu Zhitian said anxiously, using all his strength to crawl toward the hall.
Wuwu pointed to the sky and roared, looking at the palace getting closer and closer, the palace getting closer and closer but It's too late.
Xuanyuanzi's body was placed in the center of the hall, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe came slowly with heavy steps.
He is the Xiantian Emperor.
The Emperor Xiantian gently picked up Xuanyuanzi's body, hot tears streaked down his cheeks, and his expression was very painful.
"Your mother left me, are you going to leave me too?"
the Emperor of Heaven roared, very unwilling to do so.
"I hold all sentient beings in the pagoda, why can't I hold back those closest to me?"
"Xuanyuan'er, you will not die.
Even if I spend my whole life cultivating, I will resurrect you," the Xiantian Emperor looked at Xuanyuanzi and said firmly, Finally, the Xiantian Emperor placed Xuanyuanzi's body on the ground.
"Zhitian, take good care of Xuanyuan'er's body for me," the Emperor Xiantian said to Wuwu Zhitian beside him.
After saying that, the Xiantian Emperor stepped on the ground and turned into a white light and drove into the distance.
Wuwang Zhitian formed a seal with his hands, and a stream of spiritual power protected Xuanyuanzi's body without causing the corpse to corrode.
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Wuwu Zhitian waited like this for ten years.
Ten years later at noon, the Xiantian Emperor finally returned.
He held a black stone in his hand.
The stone was emitting dim spiritual power and looked very evil.
"Ah" Wuwu Zhitian's whole body shook in shock, and his right hand pointed at the black stone in the hands of the Emperor Xiantian.
"Demon Stone Spirit Emperor" Wuwu pointed to the sky and said tremblingly.
The Demonic Stone Spirit Emperor, who ranked first on the list of most deadly weapons of all time, was actually defeated by the Xiantian Emperor.
This is really unbelievable.
When he came to Xuanyuanzi's body, the Xiantian Emperor formed seals with his hands, and bursts of spiritual power were suddenly released.
The black stone slowly jumped up and stopped on Xuanyuanzi's body.
"Exchange demons for demons, Futu Jue" the Emperor of Heaven roared, and the hand seals on his hands became more and more complicated.
As soon as he said this, Wuwu Zhitian was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide.
"Xiantian Emperor, do you really want to do this?"
Wuwu Zhitian asked seriously The Emperor Xiantian nodded without hesitation.
"Exchange demons for demons.
After Xuanyuanzi is resurrected, he will become a big demon like the Demon Stone Spirit Emperor.
Have you really thought about it clearly?"
Wuwu Zhitian said again.
The Xiantian Emperor clenched his teeth and still made complicated hand seals.
"He is my only relative in the world.
No matter what he becomes, I will resurrect him," the Xiantian Emperor roared.
"Then have you ever thought that if Xuanyuanzi becomes the Great Demon King, the great gods from all over the world will come to destroy him?"
"Hahaha, it's a joke.
I dare you to ask who in this world my Xiantian Emperor is afraid of.
Anyone who dares to trouble Xuanyuan'er will be punished by me."
The Xiantian Emperor roared, his eyes red.
Wuwu pointed his head and nodded.
"He is my brother, it is enough to have the Xiantian Emperor," Wuwu pointed to the sky and turned into a ray of light and left.
"Ah" Chen Feng roared and suddenly got up from the ground, with streams of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"I just seemed to have had a dream that I was dead."
Chen Feng showed a hint of doubt.
"Could that be the memory of my previous life?"
Chen Feng patted his head as if understanding.
"I died ten thousand years ago, and my father was saving me."
Chen Feng slowly raised his head, only to find that he was no longer in the illusory formation; this was a cave, with torches hanging on the cave walls, illuminating the dark cave.
"You woke up, and you remembered some of your past life memories."
At this time, a hearty voice sounded.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng looked forward suspiciously.
A chair is placed in front, and a person is sitting on it; he is dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, and has a handsome face, making him look like a scholar.
He is the master of Yizhi Pavilion, Ye Linfeng But how could he know about Chen Feng?
Chen Feng was a person from ten thousand years ago.
He already knew about Ye Linfeng’s identity.
This is really incredible Chen Feng was shocked.
What was hidden in this finger pavilion?
Ye Linfeng actually knew that he was a person from ten thousand years ago.
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"Who are you?
How do you know that I am from ten thousand years ago?"
Chen Feng asked in confusion.
"One finger to the pavilion master, the night is facing the wind," he said with a smile.
"that's all"
"Of course" Ye Linfeng waved the folding fan in his hand, strands of long hair floating gently.
Ye Linfeng stood up slowly and walked towards Chen Feng with elegant steps.
"Give you back a piece of the past and awaken a memory."
Chen Feng was really confused.
What was Ye Linfeng talking about?
"Maybe you are a little confused, but do you still remember Wuwu Zhitian?"
Ye Linfeng said with a smile.
"Wuwangzhitian" Chen Feng muttered softly and fell into memories.
"I have no fault in pointing to heaven," "I am Xuanyuanzi," "Heaven has witnessed that we have become brothers today, sharing blessings and suffering together."
"Do not seek to live as long as Heaven" "I just want to be immortal" "Isn't he the brother he was sworn with in his previous life?"
Chen Feng suddenly remembered that in this memory, Chen Feng knew how good his relationship was with Wuwu Zhitian in his previous life.
"What do you want to say?"
Chen Feng became impatient and asked urgently.
Ye Linfeng shook the folding fan and smiled slightly.
"This Zhi Pavilion was created by Wuwu Zhitian," Ye Linfeng said.
"What?"
Chen Feng was shocked.
This finger pavilion was actually created by Wuwang Zhitian.
Suddenly, Ye Linfeng walked forward and knelt down on one knee.
"Lord Xuanyuan, I have been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years, and I finally look forward to your return today," Ye Linfeng said.
This time Chen Feng was at a loss.
"Get up and explain everything clearly," Chen Feng stepped forward and helped Ye Linfeng up.
Ye Linfeng stood up slowly and put the folding fan on his waist.
"The illusory formation you fell into when you entered Yizhi Pavilion was created by Wuwu Zhitian, and that red light is a memory left by Wuwu Zhitian to you."
An inexplicable bitterness surged into Chen Feng's heart.
He didn't expect that after so many years, he could think of his best brother.
"Then where is he going now?"
Chen Feng asked softly "Wuwangzhitian created Yizhi Pavilion ten thousand years ago, and let us pavilion masters pass down the generations, just to guide you, and he himself has long been the emperor," Ye Linfeng said, with infinite respect in his eyes.
Chen Feng smiled softly.
Unexpectedly, the eldest brother Zhitian had already proclaimed himself emperor.
I didn't know if I would see him again.
He felt a little sad.
"What kind of emperor has he become?"
Chen Feng asked.
"The fifteenth on the list of eternal demon gods, one finger is the sky, and the emperor is the emperor."
Ye Linfeng waved his hands, showing great excitement.
For him, Wuwuzhitian is the supreme existence.
Of course, Chen Feng was so excited that he trembled.
"I can't believe that after ten thousand years, he could actually claim the title of emperor and occupy the fifteenth position on the eternal list of demon gods."
Chen Feng was shocked, but more than anything, he was happy.
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Chen Feng sighed deeply, slowly squatted down and sat on the ground.
Then Chen Feng thought: He and Wuwu Zhitian had sworn sworn vows at the Tiandao Monument, and happily drank the Drunken Immortal Wine that he had stolen from his father.
It was extremely free and easy.
But why did I die?
Who killed me?
Chen Feng was completely confused.
The only memory of that time was when I was seriously injured, but there was no process.
His death caused his father to crush the Demon Stone Spirit Emperor, which led to the Black Stone Spirit's revenge ten thousand years later, and he had to stop her.
All of this was a cycle of cause and effect.
"Pavilion Master, does Brother Zhitian have anything to tell me?"
Chen Feng asked Since Wuwu Zhitian created Yi Zhi Pavilion ten thousand years ago, it is impossible to just give him a memory, maybe there is something else to explain.
Ye Linfeng thought for a while.
"Master Xuanyuan, Emperor Zhitian just asked us to pick you up and didn't explain anything."
"How is this possible?"
Chen Feng looked a little confused.
"Maybe Emperor Zhitian just wants to give you some memory so that you won't forget him."
"It's that simple."
Chen Feng was obviously a little hard to accept.
Brother Zhitian asked Yizhige to wait for ten thousand years just to give me back a piece of my memory.
Chen Feng sighed again, could it be that simple?
"Pavilion Master, can you tell me about Brother Zhitian?"
Chen Feng looked at Ye Linfeng and said
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