Chapter 973 Will I Be One of them

On the Daxue Mountain, an emperor and an old monk walked into the mountain along the secret road that may never see the sky forever. This inside is the real inside, the inside of the mountain. In fact, this so-called secret road does not have any cover, as long as You can see it after walking through the Great King Ming Palace to the mountain.

However, how many people can easily pass through the Great Wheel Ming Palace?

The 9,999-level stone steps don't take long to reach the bottom, only 10,000 steps. But this 10,000 steps are not parallel but sink, and in the dark, so it takes a long time. It was so long after entering the secret passage that he had forgotten the existence of time.

He heard a buzzing sound, strange.

The old monk said that it was a force.

Mengge did not doubt the words of the old monk, he said that it is a kind of power, that is a kind of power. Mengge who came here didn't notice the change in his mentality, and he has gradually become able to accept anything. The next time he found a dragon stuck in the mountain, I was afraid he wouldn't be surprised to open his mouth.

But at the end, Meng opened his mouth in surprise.

This is the interior of the mountain, which should be naturally formed and artificially transformed. Down the secret road, it suddenly opened up when it reached the bottom. In other words, this big snow mountain can be described as a gourd. But this The gourd in the gourd is a bit small, of course, this small is just a small proportion. Such a magnificent mountain, the interior is hollow, and the range can be more than ten acres, which is already a stunning miracle.

I don't know how people found this place.

Darkness disappeared.

So Meng was extremely surprised.

He thought that the darkness was so strong that it couldn't be conquered by light, and it was impossible for the interior of the mountain to receive sunlight. But beyond his expectations, it was bright. The stone walls and the top of this huge cave were inlaid with many special features. Things like bright gems emit a strong white light that illuminates the cave to the point of darkness and nothingness. Those gems are special and Mengge has never seen it.

The moment the old monk pushed open the door and the light spurted out from the inside, Mengge couldn't help cheering excitedly. For a monarch with a mastery of spirits known for his calmness of heart, such childish cheers have not been in for many years. He has appeared on him.

The old monk opened a door and took him into another world.

A small world in the huge world that Mongolian used to recognize, a completely different small world. Yes, this mountain is too small compared to the huge world, let alone this small world is only in this mountain It ’s just a small part of it. However, this small world has made Mengge an unspeakable shock. He feels that he has stepped out of what he once thought he would never get out of. & / 梏.

That's the feeling of flying?

Brother thought to himself.

The sky he wants is not the sky that the high practitioners flew at high altitude. The sky he wants is a sky that leaves this world and goes to another.

Now he flew up.

\"what is that?\"

He asked, pointing at the gems that glowed white.

\"power\"

The old monk replied: "This is the kind of power I just told you, a kind of power that I can't explain to you, but it is almost almighty. This kind of power is ever-changing, no matter how powerful the practitioner seems to be in front of this power They are a bit small. Because practitioners can disconnect a large river, but they cannot let the stones shine. Even if I have lived here for a long time, I still cannot understand how this power is formed and how it is transformed. \ "

\ "Where does power come from? \"

Brother Mon asked again.

\ "From the sun. \"

The old monk replied: \ "This is what he told me, but I do n’t understand. The practitioner can use the purest energy in the heavens and the earth to change his physique and become strong. But even the most powerful practitioner is impossible Borrowing power from the sun. People know that the sun can bring light, but they cannot borrow light from the sun. This is something that humans cannot do, but here, this power does it. \ "

\"He says……\"

The old monk pointed to the gems that emited a strong white light and said: "He told me that this light comes from the sun. It is the power of the sun that makes these gems so glorious. This is why he came up with the big wheel For the sake of the four characters of Ming Wang, the name of Dalun Ming Wang was taken by him. \ "

\ "His existence, in fact, has always been a secret in Dalun Temple. In addition to Dalun Mingwang, there are no more than five people who know the secret. Of course, it can be said that there are many, many. Because Daziwa is not alone, never neither.\"

Meng looked around here, and his eyes didn't seem to be enough.

This cave is considered to have been rebuilt. Mengge doesn't know what kind of method it was rebuilt. The ground is very flat, but there are no traces of masonry and no interface. It looks like the entire ground is a huge It is made of stone. Some strange marks on the ground can be seen faintly. It is a symbol that Mengge doesn't recognize, some are large and some are small.

\ "This is the text left by God? \"

Mungo asked, pointing at the quirky text on the ground.

\ "No, he said it was left by people. \"

\"people?\"

Mengge hesitated for a moment: \ "Who is it? Where is it? \"

\ "I will show you. \"

The old monk pushed open the door of a room,. [,! The door opened, and the room became bright. The room was very large, and even though many chairs were placed, it still looked very empty. In the habit of carefulness, Mengge calculated subconsciously that it can hold at least five hundred More than people.

Then he saw the old monk pointing forward.

\ "Wait, he will let you see what **** is. \"

...

...

Meng felt like he was dead.

Really dead.

The darkness in the room faded and became bright again, but he was already stiff on the seat, and there was no trace of strength on his body. It was as if a devil called fear had penetrated his body from his eyes, Draws away almost all his anger.

He felt that he was now a body, and all his consciousness and thinking had been taken away by the picture he had seen before. Which scene and scene had been deeply imprinted into his mind. He wanted to stand up and escape, but He didn't even know where his legs were. He wanted to shout loudly to prove that he was alive, but found that he couldn't find his mouth. He wanted to turn to look at the old monk for the answer, and his neck couldn't move even if it was petrified. .

\ "When I first saw it, it was the same as you. \"

The old monk sighed longly: \ "That day, I walked down the stone steps alone, walked here under his guidance, and sat down in this position, and then saw the ones you just saw Stuff. To be honest, my reaction was stronger than you, and worse than you. \ "

Mengge's face was hard to look at, and the monk's words pulled him out of that weird atmosphere.

\ "You ... are you scared? \"

Monge asked.

\ "Haha \"

The old monk couldn't help laughing: \ "Yes, it's really scaring urine. Not just you and me, I believe that everyone who sees this thing for the first time will scare urine, isn't it a shame? It's as if many outstanding soldiers were scared by corpses when they first entered the battlefield. You can think of it this way, it's just something that you and I can't understand and it's normal to be scared. \ "

\ "No wonder, you call it hell. \"

Mengge took a deep breath, but couldn't calm down: \ "That's ... our end? \"

\ "No. \"

The old monk shook his head: \ "That is not the end of you and me, but it must be the end of your children and grandchildren. Of course, this kind of thing will not happen anymore. Because he is trying to change the world and make the world no longer Go in that direction. So, in a sense, he is God. \ "

\"Yes\"

Meng nodded: "If he can change all this and stop it, he is God."

He asked after a moment of silence: "Is he ... alone?"

The old monk did not answer his question, but got up and went outside: \ "I'm going out, you sit here and think about it. All the decisions are ultimately made by yourself. You didn't tell him just now You ca n’t be a companion, if you do n’t want to follow his instructions, you can choose ... It is not impossible to die here, I will help you clean up. \ "

Meng nodded subconsciously: \ "Okay, I think about it. \"

After the old monk said this sentence, he got up and went out, and ignored Mongolia.

\ "He saw these, is the next big round king? \"

\"He is not.\"

The sound in this cave seemed to be everywhere: \ "He ca n’t practice, although he has a strong heart, but he does n’t have a strong body. However, he is standing at the highest point of worldly power after all. I persecute He's going to do something, it's not as good as he volunteers. \ "

\ "I suddenly have a problem. \"

The old monk chose a corner to sit down, it was a very worn bench.

\ "Why did you choose me at the beginning? \"

He asked: "Or is it the first me? Oh ... if you don't want to tell me this, can you tell me how many are I? It's been so long, if you can't remember my name , I can't remember how much lower I am. Forget it, ask it for nothing. \ "

\ "How can I not remember? \"

The voice smiled, very bluntly: \ "No matter how long, I will remember everything. I chose you because you are the most suitable, you must understand such a simple truth. I want to tell you what is appropriate It ’s because of your physical fitness. Only you, one by one, can have a certain amount of cultivation power from the moment you appear. \ "

\ "It seems that I am stronger than Dalun Mingwang. \"

The old monk smiled, and asked no more.

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...

Light

Yixiantian

It's like tearing a gap from **** and seeing the world.

Mengge looked up and saw the light, which is completely different from the light in the cave. The sun's light is not only white, but also lively.

\ "Considered? \"

The old monk asked.

Mengge glanced back at the old monk and replied after a moment of silence: \ "If I was one of the people who prevented this from happening, would it be remembered by history? \"

\ "Maybe not, even if it is, maybe it is not a good reputation. \"

The old monk shook his head: \ "Like me, there is no good reputation. \"