Xia Zhengrong said: "Who is worthy of Mr. Qi's personal wait?"

Si Wuya smiled and said, "A very important person is about mankind and the future of heaven and earth."

Xia Zhengrong was secretly surprised and kept guessing...

"But you said that if you don't suppress the power of the earth, then the sky will fall, and Jiulian may not be able to hold on, and it will collapse?"

The sky collapses and the earth collapses, which is not only about the sky collapses, but also about the earth collapses.

To protect the earth, we rely on this Heaven-Sheng Pestle.

"Hahaha, Xia Zhengrong, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing. Just listen to Mr. Qi's everything." A voice came.

Xia Zhengrong turned around and looked over. Seeing that it was Xiao Yunhe, the former tower master, he just nodded.

After hundreds of years of precipitation, the two of them have long been destroyed. In the face of the major issues of human survival, they can still distinguish between the primary and secondary and the black and white.

Si Wuya looked at Xiao Yunhe and said, "How is the front line?"

"It's quite smooth, but the war is inevitable to bleed."

While speaking, Xiao Yunhe waved his hand and the picture formed by the rune paper appeared in front of the three of them. It was a little fluctuating, but it could still maintain the basic picture. The runes of the channel type were probably invalid, and the message and poster were still available.

In the picture, the alliance of human practitioners fights bloody battles with ferocious beasts, corpses everywhere, and bloody storms.

There are veterans who have experienced many battles, and newcomers who have just entered the war...their bodies are covered with blood.

Xiao Yunhe put away the picture and sighed: "I don't know when it will pass."

Si Wuya said: "I believe it won't take long."

Si Wuya knew that the two had made great contributions to the peace of Hei Lian, so he immediately took out the talisman paper.

The first screen appears—

That was the scene where Yu Zhenghai, the great disciple of the Motian Pavilion, was in the green lotus with his thighs.

He was accompanied by Hua Yin, a great disciple of Qiushuishan.

The two stood on the piles of corpses and looked ahead,

Behind them... was an extremely huge pillar, which was the Heaven-Shenzhen Pestle.

The sky-sinking pestle slowly sank into the earth.

Xiao Yunhe exclaimed: "Mr. Great is invincible, and Zhentianzhu successfully suppresses the power of the earth."

The second screen—

Yu Shangrong killed hundreds of thousands of ferocious beasts on Luoyang City, and the sword of immortality in his hand was filled with red light.

The Tianzhe successfully entered the earth.

Xiao Yunhe said again: "Mr. II is still a magic weapon for walking."

Si Wuya nodded and said in a chanting tone: "This is the picture from the practitioners of Feng'an, the eastern capital of the lotus and Luoyang, the western capital of Luo'an, as well as the records of the local historians - in the 45th year of Emperor Dahanwen, humans were in a disaster that was rarely encountered in a hundred thousand years. There were divine weapons coming from the sky, holding divine objects to suppress the sky, subduing millions of ferocious beasts, and suppressing the power of the earth."

Xia Zhengrong was shocked to see it.

Asked, "What about the others?"

Si Wuya said: "There are only words coming from other places, but no pictures."

Si Wuya smiled and looked at the scenery outside the tower, saying:

"The Eighth Junior Brother and the Supervisor have already suppressed Huang Lian's power of earth... The fifth senior sister has already completed the task when she returns to Jinlian on the spot. The sixth senior sister and Xihe Saint Maiden have also done everything in Bailian. The third senior brother has Yinglong's help, Honglian has no worries."

"Just half an hour ago, Conch Junior Sister completed Qinglian's Tianzhu suppression mission."

Xia Zhengrong and Xiao Yunhe nodded at the same time.

Xiao Yunhe said: "The descriptions of these gentlemen are not domineering enough, and the deeds of the eldest and second gentlemen are still comfortable to hear."

Several people laughed.

Xia Zhengrong sighed in a low voice: "To be honest, when Senior Lu broke the three thousand patterns of my black tower, it made me hate it for a long time. At that time, I thought that I must work hard to practice and seek revenge on him. I have worked hard for a hundred years, but I learned from others that the Motian Pavilion has long been a terrifying existence in Taixu."

Xiao Yunhe gave him a blank look and said, "You can't even beat me, and you still want to seek revenge on Pavilion Master Lu?"

"I really hate..." Xia Zhengrong said incredibly ashamed.

Si Wuya turned his head and said, "What about now?"

Xia Zhengrong said: "Now there is no hatred, all that is left is awe. I don't have the ability to practice as Lord Lu, nor the spirit of ten gentlemen standing upright. I can only hide in the black tower and be the lord of one side. If one day someone told me that the sky was about to collapse, my choice would be to escape..."

He paused, "When I think back, I still have to be grateful for the stupidity that has been around for a hundred years."

The three of them laughed.

"Mr. Qi, isn't it still dangerous for Zi Lian and Black Lian to not complete the suppression of the power of the earth?" Xiao Yunhe suddenly remembered this question.

Si Wuya said: "Don't worry, everything is under control. According to time calculations, the master should rush to the holy realm."

"The Lord Lu is really the best person in the world. As long as he can suppress Mingxin, the world can be determined!" Xia Zhengrong said in great expectation.

Just finished speaking...

Buzz —

The familiar energy resonance sounded.

And the fluctuations are very violent!

Xia Zhengrong and Xiao Yunhe were both shocked and were about to take action, but were stopped by Si Wuya.

Si Wuya smiled faintly and said softly: "Here you come."

"Um?"

"You guys go down." Si Wuya patted the two of them on their arms, "Don't worry."

Out of trust in Si Wuya, the two nodded, whispered a careful word, and turned around and left.

Si Wuya looked in the direction of energy fluctuations.

The wind on the top of the Black Tower is extremely cool, and the cloudy sky makes people look a little dull, but it can't affect Si Wuya's mood at all.

As expected, the visitor quickly captured his direction and after a few breaths, he appeared directly in front of Si Wuya.

The phantom gradually became real.

The robe hangs down, and the Mingxin standing with his hands behind his back was bathed in a faint light. The breath of a high-ranking person made all the practitioners on the black tower feel great pressure.

As long as he stomps his feet gently, this black tower that the world calls the gathering of masters will be destroyed.

Ming Xin found that Si Wuya was very calm, and he was so calm that he was surprised...

Before he could speak, Si Wuya took the lead in seeing him: "Seven lives pay homage to the Emperor."

Emperor Mingxin came to his side and said, "Do you know this emperor is coming to find you?"

Si Wuya nodded and smiled and said, "Intuition tells me that you will definitely come to me."

Emperor Mingxin looked into the distance and sighed: "Since ancient times, people as confident as you have basically never had a good ending."

"That doesn't matter." Si Wuya said.

"This emperor has limited time. You have been away from Taixu for a long time. It's time to follow this emperor to return to the holy realm." Emperor Mingxin raised his hand and the halo was born.

Si Wuya raised his voice and speeded up his speech: "If the emperor wants to reconstruct the world, do he need ten rules?"

Emperor Mingxin was slightly stunned, looked at Si Wuya again, and said, "Do you know this?"

"Since the ten disciples of the Demon Heaven Pavilion entered Taixu, you don't care about everything, including the collapse of the Apocalypse. Instead, you attach great importance to understanding the great way... The ten rules are the basis for the operation of the world. I really can't think of any other reason except for reconstructing the world." Si Wuya said.

"You are indeed very smart." Emperor Mingxin said.

In this way.

All the actions of Emperor Mingxin in the previous ones are true.

The Temple ignores the death of Emperor Tuwei, ignores the collapse of Dunji Tianqi, and even ignores the death of Zui Chan, and wants to let the ten Taixu seeds understand the great way.

These things are far less important than reconstructing the world.

Only by reconstructing the world can life be preserved... anything else is a meaningless struggle.

"I admire His Majesty the Emperor for such a goal. But now, your plan is going to be ruined." Si Wuya said calmly.

Emperor Mingxin said: "How many years have you lived and you actually tried to evaluate this emperor?"

"Just tell the truth." Si Wuya said.

"I thought you were very smart. Even if you couldn't master great wisdom, you should be able to figure out the essence of heaven and earth. The 'fact' you thought might be to look at the sky in a well. Seven lives, you are still very young, and many things are not as simple as you think." Emperor Mingxin said.

This is the same as Si Wuya expected.

He knew that Emperor Mingxin would not listen to his own principles.

A great emperor who has lived for a long time and is arrogant, expects him to listen to the great truths of a young man? It’s simply whimsical!

Si Wuya said:

"It's better for me to make a bet with His Majesty the Emperor..."
To be continued...