The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 480 The road is under your feet!

Chapter 480 The road is under your feet!

Ling Hantian stood in front of the blue stone tablet, the shock in his heart was hard to add, he was speechless for a long time, and he woke up when someone approached.

The demon clone retracted into Ling Hantian's body like lightning, and he turned around slowly. Not far away, an old man with a stooped figure walked tremblingly towards Ling Hantian's direction.

When the old man got closer, Ling Hantian noticed that there was still a bamboo basket hanging on one arm of the old man. In the bamboo basket were also placed items used for sacrifices. A yellowish tobacco rod.

cough cough...

The old man walked up to the stele tremblingly, held the cigarette rod in one hand, raised his head, and squeezed out a smile on his face full of years and vicissitudes, "Young man, where are you coming from, where are you going?" ?”

Facing the old man's question, Ling Hantian was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer it.

Seeing that Ling Hantian didn't answer, the old man came tremblingly in front of the stele, Ling Hantian hastily stepped aside, the old man smiled, put down the bamboo basket, bent down and began to take out the things inside, quite particular placed in front of the stele.

Ling Hantian quietly watched the old man finish all this, and many doubts arose in his heart.

Why did this old man place sacrifices in front of the Nantian Gate, and who was he offering sacrifices to?
After the old man took out all the sacrificial objects from the bamboo basket and arranged them, he sighed a long time, shook his head repeatedly, and finally got up, staring at the blue stone tablet in a daze, while Ling Hantian stood quietly by the side without disturbing him.

He didn't want to leave just now, he had too many doubts in his heart, and this old man might be able to answer one or two for him.

"Throughout the ages, Tianjiao has been fighting for hegemony, eternity has been fighting for supremacy, one by one swallowed mountains and rivers, and shouldered the sky, but it was just a flash in the pan, and they were all buried in the endless years. Who can live with the world?"

The old man murmured in a low voice, and then sat down in front of the blue stone tablet, smoking a big cigarette self-consciously, "Heaven is the most holy, the true gods and ancient immortals, all of them are peerless, and they will also decay. It's just a wave in the river of time."

Ling Hantian listened quietly to the old man's voice, and his heart was filled with turmoil. This was not the first time he had heard of such sayings as Heavenly Venerable, Supreme Saint, True God and Ancient Immortal. , In this world, there are existences stronger than the emperor.

These people are undoubtedly magnificent figures, existences that can suppress a whole world by themselves.

But at this moment, the words of these supreme existences from the mouth of the old man carried endless sadness.

What happened to the dark turmoil tens of thousands of years ago, and why these supreme beings disappeared.

Why is this world falling into a difficult time?
Just as Ling Hantian was pondering, the old man's voice sounded beside his ear, "Young man, do you think that such supreme beings as the Supreme Beings of Heaven, True Gods and Ancient Immortals, do they know where they come from and where they want to go? "

Ling Hantian didn't expect that the old man would ask this question again, so he thought quickly, and quickly answered: "Senior, this junior believes that the ultimate goal of a martial artist is naturally to reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

"The pinnacle of martial arts?" The old man took a heavy puff of smoke, exhaling layers of smoke rings, covering his face, "Is there really a pinnacle of martial arts?"

As soon as the old man said this, Ling Hantian trembled all over. Is there really a peak in martial arts?

This is a question that Ling Hantian has never thought about. All along, the ultimate goal of Ling Hantian's cultivation is to set foot on the peak of martial arts. How has he ever thought about whether there is a peak in martial arts?

At this moment, the old man suddenly said such a sentence, which made Ling Hantian a little confused, yes, what is the peak of martial arts? Could it be said that reaching a certain level is the peak of martial arts?

"Young man, the road is under your feet, but you don't know your own direction."

Hearing this, Ling Hantian's face showed embarrassment, "Senior, keep getting stronger and protect your dear ones. This is my goal. This junior doesn't think that I don't know my direction."

The old man let out a long sigh, knocked the cigarette rod on his feet twice, stood up slowly, and took a deep look, "Young man, a month ago, a man in blood was also Appear here."

"A month ago, the man in blood? The blood sword?"

Ling Hantian was shocked. A month ago, almost after he met Xue Jian, Xue Jian told himself that he was going to the bottom of the Blood Soul Killing Field, but he didn't expect him to come here.

Could it be said that the Blood Sword entered the Styx Blood Realm through the Blood Soul Killing Field?
But what means does he have to break through the restrictions of the blood soul killing field?
All of a sudden, many complicated questions surfaced in Ling Hantian's mind.

"At that time, I also asked him the same question, do you want to know what he said?"

Ling Hantian shook his head, he couldn't guess what the blood sword would say, because he couldn't see through the blood sword at all.

"My generation of warriors should kill demons with their bodies."

"Killing demons with your body?"

Ling Hantian was startled, could it be that the purpose of the blood sword entering the Styx Blood Realm was to kill demons with his body?

Also, what exactly is the 'magic' mentioned here?Could it be the Blood Soul Palace?

"Young people, the road is under your feet. Maybe one day, when you look up, you will find that you can't achieve your goals at all. It is a feeling that makes you desperate."

The old man tapped his cigarette stick, bowed three times to the blue stone tablet, then turned around and walked tremblingly towards the distance.

"Senior, please wait a moment." Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Ling Hantian hurriedly said, and walked forward in two steps, "Senior, this junior has a lot of doubts in his heart, please give me some guidance. Han Tian is very grateful."

"What do you want to know? It's been too long, and I even forgot my own name. I'm afraid I can't help you."

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Ling Hantian quickly stood in front of him, and said loudly: "Senior, this junior has seen another half of the blue stone tablet in another place!"

As soon as these words came out, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the old man, and then they dimmed, and he took a big puff of smoke and was about to leave.

"Senior, this junior has seen a hundred thousand coffins of true gods and immortals!"

Before the words fell, the old man was moved, his hand holding the cigarette rod trembled, and he looked at Ling Hantian in disbelief, "You, you came out alive?"

Ling Hantian nodded fiercely, his eyes showed anticipation.

The old man shook his head, clicked on the pipe, and after taking a deep puff, an old voice sounded, "Young man, when you understand what it means to kill demons with your body, when you come to the village of gods, maybe you will know the answer you want."

After finishing speaking, the old man lifted his feet and left. Ling Hantian didn't see how the old man walked at all, as if he stepped out of this world in one step.

(End of this chapter)