Emperor Tianding stared at the sky, and a flying eagle passed through the sky and shuttled through the clouds.

......

"call!"

Zhu Dahai gasped heavily, and seemed to be frightened.

An Qisheng looked back at the calm yard and walked out of the alley.

He was a human being in two lives, traveling across the world, and seeing too many things happening under different world environments.

The countries in the floating world compete for hegemony for a long time. In the war, the people are not as good as grass. The world will be destroyed. Demons will harm people, and ghosts will be full of people. They will often suffer disasters and disasters.

Compared with the two realms, the Wanyang Realm, at least the land of Dongzhou has been much better.

Therefore, the things you face are different.

If the environment is different, the things to be done are different. Everything must be adapted to local conditions.

The Holy Land Sect has its own harm, and the Divine Dynasty may not be even higher. There are not many holy emperors and supreme people who have established the Divine Dynasty in ancient and modern times, but this will not change anything in the end.

Even himself.

Can everything he does in the long-lasting realm transcend this category?

An Qisheng knew this very well.

But he was just half a Taoist priest, not a savior, nor a saint. Everything he did had been "doing his best" and whether he could succeed or not was it that he could control.

In fact, Wang Quandao and Tai Chi Taoist temple may have done better, but in a sense, aren’t it also the worm that “devours all living beings” in the mouth of Emperor Tianding?

He knew, understood, and knew what kind of person he was and what he was after.

He fell into a dream, and for his practice, the only thing he respected was life.

Compared to the weight of life itself, everything else is just a bit of affair.

Without the former, all the details will be meaningless.
Chapter completed!