The Son of Heaven

Chapter 151 Sublimation of Will, Dream Returning to Emperor Fall

"despair!"

In the darkness, only the sound of Shen Xuan's footsteps resounded, stepping on the cold and dry ground, the sound was particularly distant.

He no longer knows how long he has been walking here, time and space have become distant nouns.

The branches have all been shortened by a good length.

He knew the way to get out, as long as he had the nine characters of Emperor Sun, but it was not necessary.

In fact, as long as he wanted, he could use the imperial army to destroy the game at once, but he didn't, this was exactly what he wanted.

The whole field is covered with mist, it is a chaos, there is no way out, this empty dark place seems to be inside a pot, and the shape is similar.

At this time, he couldn't even find his way back, and the Fusang Sacred Tree intentionally shielded itself from its dazzling light.

From time to time, a skeleton appeared under the feet, both human and foreign. Countless years passed, and these bones lost their divinity long ago and became ordinary things.

In the chaotic darkness, endless resentment gathered from all directions. This was the unwilling resentment of those saints who "exploded" after their energy was exhausted.

These grievances matched the environment and persisted for a long time. They were usually suppressed by the array lines set up by the emperor, but at this moment, part of them were mobilized and controlled by the Fusang sacred tree, and rushed to Shen Xuan's side.

Not only resentment, but also murderous and evil spirits. These ancient saints are all extremely sinful people, so most of their ways are biased towards the way of destroying darkness.

For a moment, Shen Xuan was like a small boat sailing in a storm, in danger of being swallowed by the sea at any time.

All kinds of phantoms entered Shen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness. This was the evil intention of those saints who wanted to corrupt Shen Xuan and bring him into the abyss.

Sitting cross-legged in Shen Xuan's knowledge sea was a little golden man, receiving the rain-like attacks.

A lot of negative emotions rushed into Shen Xuan's mind, even including some traumas that he had ignored before. The tiny details were infinitely magnified, tearing apart his inner defenses.

Shen Xuan's footsteps became lighter and lighter, and gradually he became motionless.

Between his brows, a golden villain appeared, and the golden primordial spirit shone brightly, but it was in a poor state, surrounded by a black aura.

"You are a waste. If you are not the son of the Great Emperor Wushi, but just an ordinary mortal body, can you easily reach the current state?"

"You only rely on your physique, you will never be as good as Emperor Wushi!"

"It's really embarrassing. In the future, I can only live in the shadow of my father forever. Like those emperors, when people talk about him in the future, they will only say how good his father is."

This is not enough, there are still pictures, such as the catastrophe of enlightenment in the future, Shen Xuan did not survive, and was split in half by the catastrophe of thunder.

For example, he was discovered by those supreme beings, and they shot together to make him bleed into the starry sky.

Another example is that in the end he was killed by an unknown existence after a long time, without the slightest resistance, even the Great Emperor Wushi couldn't save him.

Also, he was trapped in the way of cutting, unable to break through, and could only sit down in desperation in the end.

And, Earth...

These are his inner worries and lack of self-confidence, but they have been infinitely magnified today.

The golden primordial spirit began to become dimmer, which was the scourge of his journey. With the Emperor Soldiers around, he was too relaxed, and he had not experienced the real training, the battle of blood and fire.

All around, the mist became thicker and thicker, surrounded by a dark atmosphere, and Shen Xuan's figure gradually became blurred.

The Fuso Sacred Tree, who was watching in the dark, was a little disappointed: "Is it only to this extent?"

Suddenly, the golden primordial spirit became brighter and brighter, shooting out thousands of golden lights, dispelling the darkness.

"Oh?" Fusang Shenshu was a little surprised and expectant, "Sure enough, the willpower is not that bad."

The golden villain dispersed the black aura at an extremely fast speed, and flew back to Shen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Xuan's eyes became clear.

"Even if I don't have such a strong physique, I can take one step at a time and walk on the road of God."

"It's just my innate capital. If I have it, I can do it. If I don't, I can do it!"

"I have inherited the glory of my parents, but I will not be weaker than anyone!"

False past, his eyes are clear, unprecedented confidence.

The golden primordial spirit is covered in purple and chaotic colors, like a dream.

At this time, strands of divine silk flowed from between Shen Xuan's brows, hanging down, making him look clear and majestic, standing there like a god.

His whole body is glowing, every inch of his flesh is crystal clear, all pores are dilated, and he circulates the essence of Taoism, like a seven-colored glass magic lamp.

"Dream back to the ages, born in the emperor's fall, buried in the homeland, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

A vicissitudes sounded suddenly like a voice from ancient time and space. At this moment, everything was blocked, including this world.

"Who?"

The three gates in Shen Xuan's body once again showed their presence, and the countless magical runes trembled slightly, but then fell silent again.

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the ocean of three colors is surging, and in the center, a faint figure gradually emerges, illusory, surrounded by mist, unable to see his face clearly, with an aura of looking down on the world, making people unable to help but give birth to a heart of surrender.

He stood calmly in the center of Shen Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge, looking down at the eternal world, and understood everything: "I didn't expect that there would be a day to come back!"

Following his words, all the secrets of the nine heavens and ten places were revealed in front of Shen Xuan, including the mysterious forbidden areas of life.

Immortal Mountain, Shenxu, Taichu Ancient Mine, God, Immortal Mausoleum, Ancient Forbidden Land, Sea of ​​Reincarnation.

Everything is so clear, the immortal emperor's lines, the formations arranged by the Supreme Being himself, can't stop this person's gaze.

In the deepest part of the ancient mine in the early days, the bright and crystal fairy source, the ancient emperors who slept the deepest appeared in front of Shen Xuan.

It seems that as long as this person is willing, these mighty supreme beings are all ants and can be crushed to death at will.

"The method of the secret realm, based on this method, if the most amazing person in the ages can transcend it, walk out of his own way, and the person who pioneered this method, it is amazing. Is he the one who put down the black disaster of the ages?"

"Is it really that simple? Arbitrary for thousands of years, the imprint of Tianxin, what a boldness!"

This person is very calm, he didn't care about the nine heavens and ten earths, but became very interested in the method of covering the sky, and had an insight into the essence of this method.

"Latecomers, you have to remember that after all, the law is the embodiment of a human being, and in the end it depends on yourself."

When he saw the abandoned land of the world of mortals, his eyes paused.

He didn't say much, but looked at Shen Xuan and the three doors.

"The moment you appeared, it proved that I did not fail in the past, you are my reappearance."

"Let me reappear and focus on the future, why bother? Young people, remember, you can be me, but you can also not be me!"

Streamers of light flew out of this person, gorgeous and colorful, this is the light of the great way, integrated into Shen Xuan's primordial spirit.

The figure of this person faded to disappear: "The responsibility of the emperor, the chaos of the past, but the cause and effect of the chaos, who can end it? I saw the future, and the heavens collapsed..."

ps: I wanted to end this quickly.

　The author has no motivation and inspiration, and is still busy. Today is an update.

　　
　
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