Chapter 1355 The Final Mission

Zhao Yiming was walking alone on the street. Now the place has changed a lot. Many things have changed. Countless new people have emerged there.

A voice suddenly came to his ear: "The system announces the last task: the test of heaven. If you complete the task, you will get the status of Shura Emperor. If you fail the task, you will be directly wiped out, and all the people related to you will be wiped out together."

Zhao Yiming is now completely calm. He doesn't care what kind of task the system announces. Anyway, he has come to this point and he has to go on.

He believes that his first test should be here. Although he doesn't know who it will be, he doesn't need to care. He still walks step by step.

The autumn wind suddenly becomes bleak, and the scene of the whole town changes. All the pedestrians on the road disappear, leaving only one person standing at the end of the street.

Zhao Yiming laughed when he saw this person. He didn't expect that it was Ying Mubai back then. He is still the same now, looking smart and capable.

He said with a smile: "I didn't expect that my first test would be you. You were also a child of destiny back then, a person chosen by the Heavenly Dao. Think about it, this is normal."

Ying Mubai said gently: "The Heavenly Dao will always choose enough children of destiny to let them fight here, just like raising Gu, and finally decide a real strong man.

Our generation is the same, but I didn't expect that an alien species would come at this time, that is, you, a human guy. Unfortunately, no one knew it at the time, and finally you gradually grew up.

Now the final battle between heaven and man is underway. Whether we are the chess pieces of the Heavenly Dao or the children of destiny he chose, we have no choice but to go on like this."

Zhao Yiming gently swung the wooden stick in his hand, and said with a cold smile: "Everyone says that he is a man of the hour, and everyone thinks that he is a man of the hour. Son of destiny, when you finally find out that you are the plaything of fate, don't you feel sad?

It has always been my destiny that I decide, not God. Why should the Heaven decide our human race's affairs? Why should Heaven decide everything? Why can't we control our own destiny?

Heaven is dead and human should flourish. This is an inevitable trend. Why do you have to be a tiger? It is better to go back and everyone will be relieved. "

Ying Mubai raised his head proudly and said, "I am the famous Mr. Zhan, and I am also a real figure in the past. How do you know that I will not be the last person of destiny?

It is meaningless to say those things now. Let's see the truth in our hands. It's either you die or I die. There is no room for maneuver. "

He said, flipping his hand, a long sword appeared in his hand, and the first move was the Tonggui sword method, to die with the opponent, and every move was extremely cruel.

Zhao Yiming did not use his magic weapon, but waved his wooden stick casually. He is now better than a move, and easily took all the opponent's moves.

Ying Mubai retracted his sword moves and then looked around. There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but more of it was resoluteness.

He raised his head to the sky again and let out a long roar. The sword moves in his hand suddenly changed. This time he used the sword technique of reluctance, which burst out a thousand times his own strength.

Zhao Yiming sighed softly. This was also a tragic character. If he hadn't appeared at the beginning, maybe he could really become the protagonist, although this was very slim.

He swung his wooden stick again and hit the opponent's wrist. The long sword fell to the ground and then turned into fragments.

Ying Mubai's face turned pale, but he had a look of relief. He just looked at him quietly, and then his body exploded, and even his soul was annihilated between heaven and earth.

Zhao Yiming sighed again, wondering if it was worth it for him. In fact, is it really important whether it is worth it? Why can't he let go of everything.

He tapped the ground with his wooden stick again, and walked forward quietly, then pointed at the place where the opponent was reduced to ashes, and a true spirit shot into the sky.

This true spirit will go through thousands of reincarnations. If his luck is really enough, he may achieve great things in a certain life, but if he can't give up his fantasy of heaven, he can only become a chess piece.

Now his use of humanity has become more and more mature, and he can operate everything in this world into other worlds. As for whether he will become the protagonist of that world or continue to be a plaything of heaven, it depends on his personal will.

The feeling in his heart has deepened, and he is still moving forward step by step. At this time, the town has returned to its original appearance, and it is still a scene of singing and dancing.

He continued to move forward like this, and every step he took was very stable. Looking at the sunrise and sunset in the sky, he often forgot some things.

This day, he came to the barren mountain again and saw a ray of clear spring. He squatted there quietly and drank a sip of water. It was really sweet and delicious.

At this time, a bell sounded. This morning bell and evening drum meant that there was a temple here, and he had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart again.

Walking slowly to the temple, there were actually sounds of lovemaking coming from inside. In such a quiet Buddhist place, it was exciting to hear.

He just stepped forward and tried to knock on the door, but the temple door opened automatically, and a young nun came out with a smile on her face.

The young nun said softly, "Just now the abbot said that an old friend was coming, so he asked me to come out to greet him. Please follow me, sir."

Zhao Yiming nodded and followed the little nun inside. The place was full of warblers and swallows. Instead of looking like a place of pure Buddhism, it looked like a place of pink flowers.

Soon he arrived at the abbot's monastery, where the sounds of men and women making love became even louder. The little nun reported in a soft voice, and then let him in.

As he expected, the abbot was none other than monk Fa Yan. Now he was very old, and his long white eyebrows had drooped to his chest.

He smiled slightly and said: "It has been thousands of years since we last met, but you still have the same style today. I think back on the first time we met, I was impressed by you."

Zhao Yiming casually put the wooden staff aside and sat across from him. Then he waved his hand and all the little nuns came outside, but they all revealed themselves. They turned out to be paper figures.

He said with a smile: "You are still a child, why are you pretending to be a dissolute monk here? You obviously haven't broken the rules and regulations, so why do you do this?"

Monk Fayan smiled and shook his head, then pointed to the sky, and then pointed to his heart.