"Big brother, where are you going?"
Phantom Michen looked at Wang Xingliang, with incomparably sincerity in his eyes: "I, I want to go to a battlefield, a battlefield with countless opportunities, a battlefield that rises for the sake of our race..."
Regarding the rise of the clan or something, Wang Xingliang didn't know, an existence like him was not even a cultivator, and he was destined to not be able to get in touch with those things.
And in Wang Xingliang's heart, he doesn't care about this, he just cares about the word battlefield!
The battlefield, as the name suggests, is the place of battle, and at this moment, the eldest brother is leaving, but he is going to a place of fighting, so doesn't it mean that the eldest brother is really dangerous...
"Big brother, are you in any danger?"
Phantom Michen smiled, in Wang Xingliang's eyes, it was an incomparably confident and incomparably proud smile.
"Danger?
There may be, but definitely not in this battlefield. ” "Your eldest brother, among his peers, is unrivaled, even if you look at history, you are now the ultimate powerhouse."
"Looking at this desolate world, there are very few existences that can threaten your eldest brother."
"So, you don't have to worry about the safety of your big brother..."
Hearing this, Wang Xingliang was slightly relieved, although he may not be able to see each other in this life, but as long as the eldest brother is safe, it is better than anything!
Wang Xingliang was silent, but the Phantom Michen spoke.
"Actually, Wang Xingliang, it's not that the eldest brother is hiding from you, but because the eldest brother really doesn't want to involve those cultivation things in this peaceful life."
"Ten years is really enough, and it has made the eldest brother really happy and satisfied..."
"Yes, knowing you in the past ten years is also the happiest place for my eldest brother..."
Indeed, this is the happiest thing about Michen.
For countless years, Michen has spent in endless battles, and the existences he encounters are all worshiped as gods, looking at the entire human race, and even in the heavens and worlds, Michen has no friends at all, even if Michen doesn't care, but those people have to care, they are in front of Michen, let alone talking calmly, even if they look at it, they will feel endless tremors, especially after Michen is named the emperor.
He is the emperor of men, and he is the most extreme demon existence against the sky in the eternal era, but he is also extremely pitiful, because he doesn't even have a friend.
Fortunately, in the past ten years, Michen finally met and met a friend, a good friend who could stand up for him at a time when his life was in danger, a good brother!
Michen, I'm really satisfied...
Listening quietly, listening to Michen talk about all the past and memories in their past ten years, those memories, the tears in Wang Xingliang's eyes finally did not stop and flowed.
These are all Michen's precious memories, and why not Wang Xingliang's precious memories...
After a long, long time, Michen finally finished speaking, and he seemed to recall all the bits and pieces of Wang Xingliang and him in the past ten years.
Finally, Michen still spoke.
At this moment, the phantom Michen looked at Wang Xingliang like this, and then finally said: "Wang Xingliang, do you want to become a cultivator, do you want to become, a strong man?"
” Wang Xingliang raised his head slightly stunned.
He looked at Michen with a confused look in his eyes.
Cultivators, this is high up for any being.
Once, in Wang Xingliang's eyes, the city lord of this city was a supreme powerhouse, he was the best among cultivators, but later he learned that their city lord, the city lord who was high in his eyes, second only to the immortal, was actually just the most insignificant existence among cultivators.
That's just an ant that has just stepped onto the path of a cultivator.
Therefore, from that time on, cultivators were immortal-like figures in Wang Xingliang's eyes.
He had never thought that he could become a cultivator, and he didn't even have the slightest idea, because Wang Xingliang knew that he was not worthy, and he was not qualified to become a cultivator.
It is precisely because of this reason that Wang Xingliang clearly knew that Michen was a cultivator, but he never asked Michen to pass on the cultivation exercises to him and take him on the path of cultivation.
But at this moment, Michen was asking him if he wanted to become a cultivator, a powerful cultivator!
The Lord of the City is just an ant, so what kind of existence is the so-called powerful among cultivators?
Wang Xingliang really didn't dare to think about it, and he wouldn't think about it.
But at this moment, Michen was asking him if he wanted to become a cultivator...
Wang Xingliang looked at Michen's phantom blankly, not knowing how to answer.
Phantom Michen just looked at Wang Xingliang, and after a long time, he finally said: "The path of cultivation itself is extremely cruel, full of blood and killing. ” "But in the same way, cultivation is also a path to detachment."
"You, if you decide, then you have to endure the endless suffering on this cultivation path, you have to endure that cruel reality..."
"Do you really, want to become a cultivator..."
Really, do you want to become a cultivator...
Wang Xingliang was silent, lowered his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.
And Phantom Michen is not in a hurry.
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Or other existences, condensed into this kind of phantom with wisdom, it won't take too long, but Michen is different!
What kind of existence is he, just the existence of the Great Perfection of the True Emperor of the Regret World, but he can already attack the heavens and the earth and suppress the invincible existence of the Ancient Remnant Hall Lord, who is almost in the realm of domination.
Although the phantom he condensed could not be said to be immortal, there was no problem with hundreds of thousands or even millions of years.
Michen, there is time to wait for Wang Xingliang to reply.
This wait will be a long, long death.
Before I knew it, there were countless nights in the sky outside.
Now, it's 10 midnight.
Wang Xingliang drank at Michen's house, and he often got drunk, and often lived directly in Michen's house many times.
Therefore, for Wang Xingliang not going home, he is Wang Xingliang's wife, and he is in a hurry to find something.
Phantom Michen is waiting, waiting for Wang Xingliang to make his own decision, Michen doesn't want Wang Xingliang to regret the decision he made today, so he can wait, wait with peace of mind.
It's been a long time, it's been a long time...
Finally, Wang Xingliang slowly raised his head, he looked at Michen, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
"Big brother, can I really cultivate?"
"Doesn't it mean that cultivation requires qualifications and massive resources, and the best time to cultivate is the moment of youth?"
"Can I still cultivate now?
Now, is it still possible to cultivate?
” Hearing Wang Xingliang's words, Michen smiled, a wild smile!
Wang Xingliang looked at the phantom Michen blankly, at this moment, from Michen's posture, he felt a kind of domineering looking down on the world, a kind of years of sinking, and my eternal immortal majesty!
It was a feeling, as if the Michen at this moment was the only eternal master between heaven and earth!
After the laughter, Michen looked at Wang Xingliang, and looked straight at Wang Xingliang like this!
"Others, either can't, or everything is really as you say, with your qualifications, if you want to set foot on the path of cultivation, it's very difficult, and sentient beings can't achieve anything."
"But you have a different identity!"
"You are my Michen's brother!"
"So, as long as you embark on the path of cultivation, then you are destined to be extraordinary.
You are destined to become, in countless time and space, billions of beings look up to the great being!
” "You, you can!"
Phantom Michen looked at Wang Xingliang and said it in an extremely determined tone.
And Wang Xingliang was just looking at Michen at the moment, and the firm look in his eyes was even more resolute.
If this was said by someone else, then Wang Xingliang would never believe it.
But these words were said by his eldest brother, who made him extremely convinced, the eldest brother who could make him pay his life to help!
It is precisely because of this, and only because of this, that Wang Xingliang believes!
He is extremely convinced!
"Since the eldest brother said it, then I believe it!"
"I'm willing to become a cultivator!"
Looking at Wang Xingliang, the smile in Michen's eyes became brighter and brighter.
In an instant, the phantom was completely shattered.
At the moment when Wang Xingliang was at a loss, the countless shattered rays of light converged towards Wang Xingliang's body in an instant, and in just an instant, they all entered Wang Xingliang's body!
These rays of light are not ordinary rays of light, but the origin of Michen, and the power of the origin condensed by Michen with his own origin!
Or, Michen is not the realm of domination, or even the realm of the only emperor, but the origin of Michen is incomparably noble and incomparably great!
He is the existence of the Collapsed Immortal Realm, the greatest existence beyond the three eras.
His origin is also the most noble!
At this moment, the emergence of these origins, the birth of these origins, are directly integrated into Wang Xingliang's body, helping Wang Xingliang to carry out a reborn transformation!