The magnificent Taigu Hall has long been in dilapidated condition. The dust has settled among the broken walls and the hustle and bustle has dispersed. In the huge space, only Tuosen is left standing alone.
Tuosen lowered his eyes and stared at the Memory Inheritance light group floating quietly in his palm. In those eyes that were once full of violence and madness,
There was no joy at having my long-cherished wish fulfilled, and only the hesitation, emptiness and confusion that could not be resolved were left.
This is the inheritance that he has been obsessed with for his whole life, has been crazy for eternity, and has risked his life to fight for it.
This goal was truly in his hands at this moment, but he suddenly lost his direction. What he was pursuing all his life was salvation, or a scam that had been arranged from the beginning of his birth.
"Tusi..."
Tuosen murmured in a low voice, his voice as hoarse as frost, and filled with endless confusion.
"The moment my intelligence was first born, I knew that I was transformed by a stray evil thought from you."
"But is this inherited memory true or false? Did your Ink Flow Spirit Division technique fail and die, or... from the beginning to the end, I was just a manipulated chess piece and a set obsession in your secret technique."
"Am I the independent Tuosen, or am I another you..."
The confusion in the eyes of the demon god became more and more intense, and all the violent demonic aura around him was restrained, and there was no longer any trace of the unruly and ruthless spirit of the past.
He slowly bent his knees and half-knelt on the broken ground, lowered his head and fell into silence, as if he had forgotten the passage of time and everything around him, and was only trapped in the questioning of his own origin, unable to extricate himself for a long time.
At the same time, the surrounding space suddenly became violently distorted, the light and shadow flowed, and the surrounding scene was turned upside down.
Luo Chuan, who was still in an ancient tomb outside the boundary just now, suddenly returned to Kunxu Star Domain, which was the territory under the jurisdiction of the Cultivation Alliance, who was so powerful back then.
Looking at the starry sky that was so familiar that it was engraved into one's soul, Luo Chuan's long-tense eyebrows finally relaxed, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.
After endless years and going through dangers of life and death, he finally returned to his homeland.
My mind moved slightly, and my thoughts instantly drifted into the distance. I wonder if Vermilion Bird Planet back then is still well after so many years.
Luo Chuan put one hand behind his back, slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and swept away all the dust and pressure from his body.
He waved his right hand lightly, ripples in the void moved slightly, and the figures of Li Muwan, Lei Ji and others appeared beside him.
Looking at the familiar scene of the star field, several people's tense expressions relaxed, and there was a strong warmth of returning home in their brows and eyes. It was obvious that they had deep longing and concern for this homeland.
Yao Xixue leaned on Luo Chuan's arms, pursed his lips and said, "Husband, let's go back."
Luo Chuan put one hand behind his back, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then led everyone back to Vermilion Bird Planet.
Today's Vermilion Bird Planet has already become the paradise of the Zhao Kingdom. In hundreds of years, the strength of the Zhao Kingdom has already reached Level 6 Cultivation Country, and there are countless strong ones among them.
Even Immortal Remnant Clan had to become a subsidiary cultivation country of the Zhao Kingdom. After all, in the face of absolute strength, it was still far behind.
Luo Chuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems that Zhao Kingdom has developed quite well in the past few hundred years, but I don't know what Hengyue Sect's situation is now."
"Let's go back."
In order to appreciate the scenery here, Luo Chuan and others did not fly, but walked to recall everything in the past.
The group of people walked slowly along the official road. The trees on both sides of the road were lush and lush, the smoke from the countryside was curling up, and the monks coming and going had a peaceful atmosphere. There was no violence like the fighting and strife in the cultivation world in the past. There was a peaceful and peaceful scene everywhere.
Luo Chuan As he walked and looked around, his eyes swept over the familiar mountains and rivers around him, and the memories of his youth that had been dusty for many years gradually became clear in his heart.
At this moment, the rapid sound of horse hooves and the rumble of wheels grinding the ground suddenly came from behind, and two extraordinary black horses raised their heads and raised their hooves.
Two black horses pulled a luxurious carriage with carved wooden decorations, speeding along the official road like lightning. The speed was extremely fast, causing dust to fly all the way.
The driver was sitting in front of the car, holding a long whip and looking arrogant. Seeing a group of people in front of him blocking the road, instead of slowing down, he raised his whip and shouted angrily, with a sharp and harsh voice.
"Those in front of you, get out of here! You good dogs don't block the road, and you have delayed my master's important business. Ten of your heads are not enough to compensate!"
The carriage approached in an instant and stopped suddenly in front of Luo Chuan and the group. The wheels made a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground. The two black horses held their heads high and neighed with arrogance.
Lei Ji originally had a smile on his face, but upon seeing this, his face instantly darkened, his brows furrowed tightly, and a hint of obscure spiritual power quietly surged around him.
His current level of cultivation is unfathomable. Looking at the entire Vermilion Bird Planet, it is difficult to find an opponent. Whenever he is scolded and insulted like this, he will immediately step forward and scold the other person for not understanding the rules.
But just as he was about to take a step, Luo Chuan raised his hand and gently stopped him.
Luo Chuan shook his head slightly, his expression calm and calm, without any hint of anger. He just led everyone to move to the side of the road and gave way to the middle lane.
He has gone through eternity of killings, and his state of mind has long been as calm as an abyss. This arrogance and domineering in the market cannot affect his mood at all.
But at the moment when he was avoiding, the thin curtain of the carriage window was gently opened by the breeze, and Luo Chuan glanced at it casually, but his eyebrows suddenly moved slightly.
In the carriage, there was a young woman sitting in a plain dress. She had a beautiful face, but her complexion was so pale that there was no color in her. Her lips were covered with an abnormal grayish color. She was covering her chest with one hand and coughing in a low voice.
Every time she coughed, her body trembled slightly, her shoulders were thin, and there was a faint dark evil energy lingering around her body.
Although it has been deliberately suppressed, it still has the aura of decay that is running out and life is about to end.
That evil spirit is not left by the monks' fighting skills, nor is it injured by external forces, but is a sign of death due to the exhaustion of the source and the end of life, which ordinary monks cannot detect at all.
Luo Chuan's originally indifferent expression was slightly disturbed, and he immediately spoke, his voice calmly calling to the driver who was about to rush off, "Wait a moment."
The driver was impatient at first. When he heard this, he suddenly became furious. He turned around suddenly, glared at Luo Chuan and yelled, "Are you ignorant? You dare to get out of the way and meddle in other people's business. Get away quickly, or I will be rude to you!"
The driver's saliva was flying, his tone was extremely arrogant, and he didn't take the people in front of him seriously.
Luo Chuan, however, acted as if he had not heard anything. His expression was indifferent, his steps moved slightly, his figure had already passed the driver lightly, and went straight to the window of the carriage, completely ignoring the furious behavior of the driver behind him.
His eyes fell on the woman in the carriage, and with a slight sweep of his consciousness, he could clearly see the other person's cultivation base, and said in a calm tone:
"Golden Core Realm's initial cultivation has a solid foundation and the Dao foundation is intact. It is definitely not a difficult disease in the mortal world."