If you don’t know how to recite poetry, you won’t be a respected person.

When he opened his eyes again, Sedum's injuries had healed.

Recalling the inheritance left by Wuji, I deeply feel my own insignificance.

Unexpectedly, Patriarch Wuji alone was over 30,000 years old and could only rank in the top 50 among the immortals in the immortal world.

No one knows what Jingtian has learned in the past few days.

"I know! I really know!"

"This world is made for me. As soon as I die, this world will disappear. I represent humanity, not heaven!"

Jingtian put his hands into his hair and rubbed his messy hair vigorously. These things were beyond his understanding.

The world of Wuji Mountain is too small to allow me to see the horror of the world. Now, The overall situation in Wuji Mountain has been decided. He is desperate at sunset and can still return here to make a base.

"Wuji Mountain, Wuji Mountain! How many secrets do you have?

Jingtian murmured:"If I can master these secrets, I can achieve endless magical powers!""

He looked at this strange world with perseverance and persistence in his eyes.

"This world is my destination!"

"Let me break the rules of this world!"

Jingtian took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling.

He looked into the distance. There were countless giant peaks standing there, each exuding extremely rich spiritual energy.... at the same time.

Fairyland, a high platform.

There were two old men standing on the high platform, one with his hands behind his back and the other with his hands behind his back.

They looked forward motionless, like sculptures.

The realm of the two of them is unfathomable. Rubbing their fingers casually is a catastrophic challenge to the human race in the lower realm.

After a long time, the old man sighed:"Master Qingxu, your prediction has indeed come true!"

The old man with his hands behind his back responded lightly.

"good! This monk named Jingtian does have the potential to change his life against the will of heaven. Unfortunately, such a change of life can only extend his lifespan but cannot change the fate of heaven. He will eventually fall!" The old man with his hands behind his back closed his eyes slightly, like He was thinking about something.

After being silent for a long time, the old man known as the Patriarch Qingxu slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

"It's time for all this to end!"

In the Qingxu Temple, Sedum looked up at the sky at night, feeling how small she was and how vast the stars were.

How could candlelight be as bright as the bright moon?

The sky and the earth are vast, and the stars are flowing.

There are ancient stars in the stars, and they are in the boundless universe. He looks unusually small, like a grain of gravel.

His lifespan has been reduced to 400 years. In this world, with such a high level, it can be considered a short life.

Can 400 years be considered a threat? No, Not really.

But is it necessary to eliminate a threat that is not a threat? If it is a threat, you have to eliminate it. If it is not a threat, you have to be clear about it. Wouldn’t that seem clumsy?

"Jingtian! You don’t care about this sect’s affairs. You’ve been going crazy these days. What do you want to do?" Wang Yunwei grabbed Jingtian.

"Also! What exactly did you get at the inheritance office, and why didn’t you report it to the sect? Even if you are the sect master, you cannot be corrupt." Wang Yunwei was not polite. After all, they were connected by fate. Could it be possible that he could still kill her?

""Oh." Jingtian said"oh" and went back to his room to sleep. He had thought a lot in the past few days. It was time to leave Wuji Mountain again.

Wang Yunwei was left standing alone in the courtyard until the servants in the courtyard heard the quarrel and came out one after another. She just left.