Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

"Every time there is a heaven-sacrifice meeting, storms and clouds will inevitably gather in various parts of Nanyun Continent, with Great Yan being the worst among them."

"The heavy rain has been non-stop for several years, and it will not stop until the sky is sacrificed. In tens of thousands of years, there has never been an exception!"

In the gradually rising wind and rain, Lin Yilong's voice came from a distance.

He stepped in the wind and rain, like a mortal, climbing up the steps, letting the wind and rain flap against the emperor's robe, sword hilt, and dragon boots...

"Sir, do you know what was able to extinguish the war that continued even after Dayun was destroyed 40,000 years ago?"

Stopping at the edge of the rooftop, Lin Yilong slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on the young man with his back turned:

"It was a heavy rain that lasted for more than three hundred years!"

"That heavy rain almost submerged most of Nanyun Continent, completely extinguishing the flames of war in Nanyun World, and also extinguished the flames of war started by Dayan, Dayu, and Yuhua, the ancestors of these three dynasties... "

"And this is the origin of offering sacrifices to heaven!"

Click!

As the electric snake rolled away, there was a flash of light.

Later, it brought about a deeper sense of depression.

"As the saying goes, climb high and see the distance, but the higher you stand, the more you will realize how insignificant you are..."

Feeling the rain blowing against his face, Su Bai felt something in his heart.

The higher you get, the harder it becomes.

The deeper your cultivation, the higher your realm, the more you can feel the insurmountable gap.

"Being able to see the vastness of the world and understand the insignificance of oneself is at least better than not knowing the size!"

Lin Yilong took a few steps forward and looked side by side with Su Bai. There seemed to be endless ups and downs in his plain tone: "My life has been hard-earned, and I don't want to bow down!"

Looking at the dark sky in the distance, Lin Yilong seemed to have a raging fire burning in his heart.

The gods from the past life had returned from the calamity, and the tragic state of the earth overturning seemed to flash before his eyes.

In this life, he is absolutely unwilling to leave his life and death to the so-called way of heaven.

Su Bai glanced at the reborn person beside him.

Then, he said calmly: "When you give a gift to someone, you must ask for something."

"You gave me all the 40,000-year-old collection of books from the Great Yan Dynasty, but you don't know what you want?"

"call!"

Lin Yilong took a step back, shook his embroidered robe, and fell to the ground: "The catastrophe is approaching, only sir can help me, help me, Great Yan!"

In his new life, he never even worshiped heaven and earth once.

The gods and demons in the world have never even taken a glance at him.

But this was the only time he was willing to pay homage.

In his previous life, he was in a cage, with only a collection of books to keep him company every day. Although his cultivation was ordinary, he was also familiar with ancient history, and he had experienced that period of turmoil.

He deeply understood the existence of the person in front of him.

In ancient history, there is only one sentence about him.

"A stranger comes from heaven and spreads the Dharma to the world. There is a teaching without distinction, and all the heroes rise together."

But that single hand created the first unified imperial dynasty in the years, Dayun Taizu.

The master who pioneered Confucianism, clarified the principles, and established etiquette.

There is also a five-color divine light, a peacock that spans the sky and the earth.

And the unparalleled giant that sets foot in the ocean, with Mount Sumeru above its head, shaking the heaven and the earth...

They are all his disciples!
Recognized by countless people, among the Ten Divine Powers under the Holy Spirit, in addition to the Supreme Technique of the Emperor's Way and the Many Treasures and Wonderful Trees.

The other eight magical powers are all related to it!
This is a giant who truly has the ability to recreate the world!

Throughout the ages, the only ones with a higher status than him are those who have existed forever since the beginning of the world.

"help you?"

Su Bai smiled noncommittally: "Since you know who I am, how can you expect me to help you?"

In a sense, everything about Dayun has a lot to do with him.

Even if the relationship is already very weak, there is still a warm feeling after all.

"The destruction of the previous dynasty did not lie with humans, but with heaven!"

"When Dayun is destroyed, even if there is no Great Flame to replace it, there will still be Dayu and Yuhua."

"Even if there are no two dynasties, there will be other heroes taking their place!"

"The Great Yan Dynasty at least inherited the legal system of the previous dynasty and respected Confucianism!"

Lin Yilong couldn't afford to pay homage. Seeing that the young man was speechless, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart: "I have something to say, which shows my true feelings!"

"Um?"

Su Bai's eyes moved, and he was a little surprised. It seemed that he did not expect that Lin Yilong would make such a decision.

"I am not from this world, but from the future!"

"On the day I died, I never went to the underworld, nor was I captured by anyone. I was just like a lonely soul, wandering between heaven and earth..."

"I saw the flames of war filling the world. Great Yan and even Nanyun Continent were threatened by Tianqing in all directions."

"The gods are high above, and their power is as powerful as prison. With just one finger, thousands of mountains will collapse and all rivers will dry up."

"I saw blood raining from the sky, dyeing the mountains, rivers and lakes red. The prosperous land of the Great Yan Dynasty was turned into wasteland. Within thousands of miles, there was no trace of humans and animals..."

"I also saw the stars swaying, the gods calling the Milky Way to cleanse the world, and countless monks and mortals whose bones and flesh were turned into mud in the Milky Way water, and their souls were scattered..."

"Once, I just wanted to be alone, but now, I want to do something to change!" Lin Yilong originally thought that he would be a little reluctant to reveal the secrets he had hidden for thousands of years.

But he never thought that as soon as he opened his mouth, his heart felt extremely happy, as if a big stone had fallen to the ground, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief and relief from alcohol.

His dusty soul gradually revealed a glimmer of brilliance.

Su Bai listened quietly and matched the information he knew one by one.

It wasn't until Lin Yilong exhaled a sigh of relief that he spoke: "He must have suppressed such a secret for a long time, why do he say it now?"

"Why do you want to say it..."

Lin Yilong was stunned for a moment, and a bitter smile with unclear meaning appeared on his face: "Perhaps, deep down in my heart, I also want to escape, and I also think that there is such a person who can support all the spirits in the world... …”

It was extremely rare that Lin Yilong showed a hint of weakness.

He originally thought that he had polished his mind to an indestructible state.

But it wasn't until this moment, after analyzing his heart, that he gradually understood.

My own mind is not that indestructible.

If there is no other choice, he can only resist and have no regrets until death.

But if there was another choice, he still had a glimmer of unrealistic hope in his heart.

Recalling Lin Yilong's words, Su Bai felt a little touched in his heart.

Lin Yilong is like this.

So why not himself?

The world of Dayu's Immortal Dynasty, the Immortal Martial Heaven Realm, the Nine Immortals Realm...

Compared to Lin Yilong, he was depressed and burdened much more.

Lin Yilong could still beg him, but who could he beg for?
Amidst the fine raindrops, Su Bai slowly closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened them and regained his composure.

"How can I help you if you want me to?"

……

Time flies, comes and goes in a hurry, not stopping for anyone.

It has been raining in the Imperial Capital for more than two years.

Even though the rain was not too heavy, streams of water flowed out through the ninety-nine cities and fell on the Golden Dragon Peak, like a waterfall, hanging upside down for thousands of miles, which was spectacular.

"This rain is too abnormal..."

Qiao Moyun, dressed in single clothes, walked out of the stable, looked at the dark sky, and felt a shadow in his heart: "Yu Ling, I don't know where I am..."

After two years of separation, Qiao Moyun's patience finally reached its limit.

Glancing at the strange beast spirit horse in the stable, he turned around and turned into a stream of light, fleeing away.

The many restrictions in the government could not trap him in the first place.

"Finally... still can't bear it anymore?"

In the hazy mist, Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Qiao Moyun who was fleeing far away.

He couldn't help but lick the corner of his mouth: "A grand gathering of thousands of sects, a gathering of countless fortunes."

"These people with great fortune will definitely gather together."

On the day of offering sacrifices to heaven, the heroes of fortune from all over the world came one after another.

At that time, the earth and the sky will connect, and the heaven will be chaotic, enough to suppress the luck of any lucky person!

If at this time, he wanted to perform the act of borrowing his life, there would be no way to stop him.

Because this is the best time for luck to return and destiny to change!
"Isn't it the best hunting ground for a grand gathering of thousands of sects..."

After muttering slightly to himself, Lin Yun grinned and disappeared.

……

Click!

In the sky, the thunder dragon rolled away, and the sky brightened, illuminating the entire imperial city.

Throughout the imperial city, one after another's eyes penetrated the rain curtain and looked at the majestic imperial city.

I saw the thunder dragon rolling away and falling from the sky. It was surrounded by a high platform tens of thousands of feet high!
That high platform was azure in color, solemn and majestic, like the ridge of the sky, deep into the thunderclouds, and seemed to be as high as the sky.

On the sixth floor of the Immortal Tower, the third prince sat leaning against the window, turning the Qiankun Circle with one hand, and looking at the scenery outside boredly.

The imperial capital in the drizzle was hazy and mysterious, with very few pedestrians. Even if someone went out occasionally, they would all come and go in a hurry.

The imperial capital, where hundreds of millions of people gathered, became unusually quiet.

"Boring, simply boring..."

Turning the Qiankun Circle, the third prince sighed softly, with a hint of curiosity in his cold tone:
"Since you know that sooner or later you have to come here in person, why would you send such a little guy to die?"

As the words drifted, a figure suddenly appeared in the quiet and empty box.

This is an old Taoist priest who looks a bit ordinary, but he is definitely extraordinary.

Because his appearance seemed very natural, as if he was already there.

Even the third prince had a hint of fear in his eyes.

The old man casually snapped his fingers, and many candles in the box lit up one after another.

Then, he said calmly:

"Being able to spread the word for this deity, even if he dies, it will be his lifelong honor. Isn't it boring?" (End of this chapter)