These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1226 Destiny

Nature has its own laws of development.

Now that you have become water, you will fall from the sky and become rain.

Now that you have become fire, you must burn to light up others.

Once you become time, you must flow.

The moment you become natural, you will be able to feel the laws of nature more.

The alternation of the old and the new, and the interaction of the sun and the moon, is also one of the laws of nature's development.

Therefore, there is the saying of the Holy Spirit Immortal: Born in the general trend, die under the general trend.

The next era.
The future will be an era without the Celestial Immortal Lord!
Even the Celestial Immortal Lord would be forced to merge with the Dao.

So, the [past] dries up, is defeated, and the [future] is born.

"So, I want to see if I give you the land for your future, can you break free from my shackles, or will you just repeat an endless cycle like me?"

“After you rule the world, you too will be overthrown like I was [in the past] and replaced by young people, just like dynasties in history.”

Ning Zheng was speechless: "Now you are secretly pitting us. It's only been two thousand years. How could there be a lot of people who want to overthrow us? Our dynasty has just been established."

According to the laws of history, a new dynasty is young, passionate, and strong in military power, and there will never be so many messy rebels.

“I’m just speeding up the process.”

Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable felt that there was nothing wrong with his approach. "I can't let you spend tens of millions of years to reach the end of your dynasty, can I?"

That makes sense.

Ning Zheng was unable to refute for a moment.

In the words of the Holy Spirit Immortal, the [past] is overthrown and the [future] will rise.

Sooner or later, our [future] will be overthrown, and [???] will rise.

He is just accelerating the decline of our era. He even wants to see what era will come after the future?
Ning Zheng's face darkened. "So, you're addicted to deducing the era again? You want to see what era will come after the [future]?"

"Aren't you curious?" A hint of gentleness and kindness appeared in the corners of the Holy Spirit Immortal's eyes.

"curious."

Ning Zheng thought without hesitation: "But I think this will be fruitless. I want to know what era [???] is. I guess it will take all the immortals to achieve enlightenment before we can reach that threshold."

“So, I’m forcing you two to prove your truth.” Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable revealed a matter-of-fact tone: “This is my ideal. I just want to hold the key to freedom in my hand.”

Ning Zheng remained silent.

"Believe me, let's prove the truth together. When all the honorable ones are present, the ultimate universe will be opened, and the honorable one who transcends heaven and earth will be born." He said softly.

The conversation between the two ended in vain.

The painter continued to be beaten over the next few days.

Ning Zheng chatted with the Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable every day and had afternoon tea together.

After all, to be honest, he is not some righteous protagonist with a deep hatred for evil. Does he have to defeat evil?
Good and evil cannot coexist?
The story is not reality.

His ability to empathize is still very strong.

I can understand that, and I even feel that if I were the Holy Spirit Immortal, I would do something even more excessive.

Time continues to pass.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed. During these three thousand years, the painter encountered a large number of attacks, but he was still able to handle it with ease.

Another half year passed.

During these ten thousand years, the painter still controlled the powerful painter army and killed batch after batch of future heroes.

"In the future, there is no destiny to be found at all."

In the sea of blood and corpses, the painter stomped on the head of a hero with his foot, blood spilt everywhere, and said coldly:

"After so many attempts to find it, there is only one impossible possibility left. In other words, did fate exist from the beginning?" "Then it would be meaningless to deduce it further in the future."

"It's time to begin."

He looked at Ning Zheng from a distance, took a step forward, took the lead in proving the truth, and stepped into the present.

No hesitation, no words.

Boom!

"Come on." The sky and the earth were swept by a violent wind, and the invisible storm was pulling the endless scroll. A scholar holding a scroll and a paintbrush stepped into the distant present.

"You've been waiting for me for a long time."

The ultimate celestial being will be born again in the future.

the other side.

"coming?"

In the distant past, on the supreme throne, infinite laws of the Dao turned into radiance and fell. In the center of countless whirlpools of the Dao, a snow-white figure slowly opened his eyes.

The man's figure seemed to occupy the entire world, as if the entire universe stood there, and every move he made had all the laws flowing.

The Holy Spirit Immortal revealed a hint of interest in the smile:

"Painter, can't you find your destiny? It's not in the infinite future? Then destiny may have already been born, or a part of it has been born."

"The fickle fate, was He born in the past? Things are getting interesting now."

the other side.

At Xirong Villa, Ning Zheng fell into deep thought as she watched the painter and the Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable start the final battle.

This battle between the two of them will determine the birth and death of the universe, the ownership of all things, and even the battle of the present that will continue from the moment Xian and the three great immortals fought.

After a pause of 15 million years, [now] is about to begin.

Destiny?
Ning Zheng suddenly fell into deep thought, pacing back and forth in the courtyard of Xirong Villa, thinking, with even a look of confusion in her eyes.

The painter is a man of few words, who prefers to do things without saying anything, and he stepped right into the present moment, and things are irreversible.

In fact, even though Ning Zheng has been slacking off, he still has some guesses about his fate.

After all
The three bodies, the three great positions added together, auspiciousness, disaster, ???, equals destiny.

Where is the remaining honorable position?
Luck is on the gambling table.

He had a premonition that if he brought the luck gambling table to the distant [present], the immortal who died in the [future] would be resurrected in the [present].

Then how should I face my other prehistoric self?

Or in other words, am I also a calculation of another self?

Are you jumping in and walking into a trap, and then being deceived by the other party?
With such concerns, Ning Zheng did not think of taking any risks.

"But what is life without adventure?" Ning Zheng murmured, "Forget it, forget it, I'll go see you."

There was a crash.

This time, Ning Zheng brought the luck gambling table and stepped into the prehistoric time and space.

The moment I stepped into the [present], a certain existence that died in the [future] on the luck gambling table seemed to be completely awakened.

At this moment, Ning Zheng's skin tightened instantly, his brain nerves tensed, and an extremely strong sense of threat slowly rose from his luck gambling table.

Endless white airflow of destiny rushed out and gathered into a translucent figure.

"finally come."

The voice said so.

(End of this chapter)