Devouring The Heavens

"Does Xuanyuan understand this?"

Zhiyuan also felt that the breath emanating from Xuanyuan at the moment was similar to Mochou, but he didn't naturally blend into a whole world like Mochou:

"should be!"

Huang Yuechan rolled his eyes and moved his red lips:

"The little man loves to pretend to be cool, but I just like to watch him look cool!"

Mo Chou wrinkled his delicate little nose, glared at Huang Yuechan, and said seriously:

"No, Brother Xuanyuan didn't pretend, he suddenly felt sentiment in his heart, so he didn't want to miss this opportunity. Let's go back to the room and don't disturb Brother Xuanyuan."

Everyone nodded together and left the pavilion one after another.

There was a rhythm flowing from Xuanyuan. Mochou leaped from the pavilion just now. The moment when he was blown by the wind, Xuanyuan felt in his heart. Mochou and heaven and earth were naturally integrated into one body. Xuanyuan's mind touched for a moment.

The natural trajectory of heaven and earth, spring flowers blooming, autumn to leaves drifting, from life to death, from prosperity to decline, reciprocating cycle, let it be natural, in the midst, seems to explain a truth.

Xuanyuan couldn't help but throb:

"Is the Taikoo royal family's comeback inevitable? Is this a cyclical trajectory? Powerless to change? Prosperity and decline, a long time must be divided?"

"No, since ancient times, no matter the emperor or the sages, they have broken the bondage of life and death. If everything is natural, if nothing is done, there will be no future. People just want to fight and struggle out of themselves. The whole world..."

Xuanyuan was very contradictory in his heart. After all, he still didn't let Xuanyuan catch it, and only let Xuanyuan's enlightenment gradually begin to dissipate. Even so, it was not without gains. Xuanyuan finally felt that both power and fighting Why did one vein gradually break off and the other thrived.

Because the strength of one line can be truly reflected, and the other line understands the nature of the world and is easy to be assimilated by the world, so people who have extraordinary wills and people who are not talented cannot be cultivated.

The night came.

In the sky, the moon is complete, the stars are splendid, and it is sprinkled with brilliance. The mirror-like lake reflects the light of the star and the moon. The water mist on the lake is translucent, accompanied by the rays of the moon and the stars. The vast waterfall hangs and the sound of the water roars, forming a beautiful picture.

Xuanyuan sat on a smooth stone surface, and suddenly opened his eyes. A purple plume was shot out of his eyes, revealing a few rays of fairy light. Xuanyuan was close to the Dou Xian Realm, but he always broke that diaphragm.

Behind Xuanyuan, a woman was wearing a war armor, she was heroic, brisk, and her face was cool, her face was stunning, she was beyond sight, and she couldn’t stand up from the cold. In the middle, like to laugh.

A long hair is like a waterfall, falling down, the beautiful eyes are reflecting the stars and moon, she breathes quietly, and no longer kills. At this moment, for her, it is extremely rare peace. At least at this moment, she does not need to disguise because In front of him, she revealed the truest self.

"What's your injury?" She opened her lips slightly, and said slowly.