Chapter 943: People's Hearts Are Endless, and the Way Is Immortal

It turned out that everything was preordained long ago!

It turned out that when he accepted the primordial Dao Qi in the Great Immortal Realm, he had already planted the disaster!

This devil's breath originally came from the darkest place in the human heart. Even if it used to pretend to be beautiful, one day it will return to its original appearance.

The so-called reversal is nothing more than restoring its original appearance.

It's just that one reversal is easy, but the second reversal is impossible.

Because this is indeed an extremely mysterious existence that is close to Dao, and Dao is constantly changing. After it is restored to the magic breath again, it is impossible to reverse it a second time with the same method, because what the Emperor has mastered is only its first reversal method, and the Primordial Dao Qi shrouds the Great Immortal Realm.

It's hard to say whether it's the grandmeng dao qi that made the world, or the world's use of the grandmeng dao qi to make it!

The only thing that can be confirmed is that it is impossible to reverse the primordial Dao Qi that has been restored to its original state...

Not even the imprisoned old man could do it.

Or he doesn't want to do it either!

Because this was originally a great gift he gave to the world on behalf of the Emperor Xuan clan!

It turns out that this world is really doomed to be destroyed like this?

Standing outside that space, Di Xuan looked at the shattered world. He was devastated and saddened to die. He watched the once endlessly prosperous Great Immortal Realm turn into the miserable and blurred appearance it is today. What made him even more distressed was that all of this was made by his hands. He wanted to protect the Di Clan's billion-year-old foundation, but in the end he ruined the entire Great Immortal Realm...

Is the old man to blame?

Di Xuan suddenly felt disheartened!

Everything is your own choice, you can't blame anyone!

So Di Xuan didn't do anything to the old man in this space, he just turned around slowly and left.

He didn't fly through the sky, but walked across the earth step by step.

He watched carefully the appearance of countless beings struggling and crying in the magic breath, falling into demonization, seeing the destruction of the huge Taoism, and the broken appearance of the heaven and earth in the past thirty-three days, and burned all these scenes into the bottom of his heart...

He seems to be using this method to make himself understand the crime he committed!

This kind of pain lingered in his heart for a long time, until he reached the Taihuang Heaven and returned to the Immortal Emperor Palace!

Then he looked down at his own Great Immortal Realm, endless anger arose in his heart!

How can it be?

How can we cut off all hope in this world?

He is not reconciled, nor does he believe it!

So, in silence, he made a decision!

"I am Dixuan, the Lord of the Thirty-Three Heavens!"

"In order to protect the foundation of the emperor's family, I reversed Hongmeng and made a big mistake. I will die today in thirty-three days, and my heart will not die! However, I am a descendant of the emperor's family, and I will never say nothing in this life. Since I was the cause of life, I should spare no effort to repay the good results. I made a big mistake because of protecting the foundation of the emperor's family. Because I seek immortality and go against Hongmeng, I made a great wish today. , the universe and the sky, the universe and the universe, when you hear my oath, give me this good fruit..."

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At this time, there was no sorrow in Di Xuan's voice.

Some only have the meaning of anger and unwillingness.

He is the last Immortal Emperor of the Di Clan and the last member of the Di Clan.

He stood on top of the Supreme Emperor's Heavenly Immortal Palace, and made a great wish to trade the emperor's family and his own destiny for another result!

Therefore, he cut off his own longevity, burned his origin, and used the good fortune mirror of the Immortal Emperor Palace to deduce the past and the future. It is impossible to describe the price he paid this time. Even in the dream of the stele, Fang Yuan can feel that the heaven and earth are trembling in the thirty-three days, time and space are reversed, and the universe is stagnant for a moment because of his mind, allowing his mind to enter it.

The avenue is always changing, so few people can agree with the avenue.

But at this moment, Di Xuan really joined the Dao with his heart.

I don't know what he saw at this moment, Fang Yuan could only see a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I see!"

At this time, Dixuan's lifespan is numbered, and the Dao is about to be destroyed.

But he suddenly laughed, raised his eyes and looked towards the distance, the direction where the cave is located.

"you are wrong!"

He was extremely confident, and shouted in a deep voice: "People's hearts are endless, and the way is immortal!"

Then Dixuan sat on the emperor's throne and summoned the ten divisions of Diqu, who were still loyal to him and the emperor's clan, and the four great guards who looked desperate.

Then he left the Immortal Emperor's Palace, excavated the stone of the fairy mountain worshiped by the emperor's lineage for generations, refined the divine stele, and recorded everything he knew into the divine stele. However, after recording it, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He didn't know whether it was a whim or a self-deprecating meaning. He recorded some interesting things that seemed to have nothing to do with this period of history on the surface of the stele...

He is a person who likes to listen to funny stories. During his long and empty career as a fairy emperor, he raised many officials in his imperial palace and told him all the interesting stories they collected. He usually listened to these little stories as a joke, but for some reason, at this time, he kept thinking of these things, as if he had become the person in the story.

"In the end, one side must be left where hope can be bred!"

He raised his eyes to look at the Great Immortal Realm. This is already a ruined world. In such a world, hope cannot be born. Under the sway of the devil, there will not be any world in the Great Immortal Realm that can get real peace and breed real hope. So he gathered his last mana, and set up a barrier between Tianyuan and the Great Immortal Realm, which is the only one that is far away from the Great Immortal Realm, but has an inextricable and indelible blood connection. eroded by...

With his current cultivation base, looking at that ancestral land, he really felt that the ancestral land was weak and pitiful.

But Dixuan looked at that piece of ancestral land, as if he was looking at a flower that was about to bloom, looking at a color of hope!

"I will go!"

After doing all these things, he turned around and bowed to the four guards.

"The four fellow Taoists have guarded the Emperor's Pond for a long time, so let's guard the world for me again!"

"It's my fault, but I can't bear this responsibility anymore..."

"The Emperor's family is magnificent and vast, shining forever, but from today onwards, the Emperor's family is absolutely worthless to me..."

"I only hope that the future generations will recite it in time, and the emperor's family will still have a bit of dignity. In my heart, I will be worthy of it..."

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Immortal Emperor Tangtang, after saying these words, his body collapsed and turned into fly ash inch by inch.

Di Xuan passed away.

The lineage of the Thirty-Three Heavens Emperor Clan was extinct because of this!

The once incomparably prosperous and impossibly vast Great Immortal Realm came to an end.

What is left is only the thirty-three days of endless dilapidation, and a group of people living in despair.

Because of Di's words, they waited endlessly, waiting for hope to return.

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Fang Yuan woke up from the big dream in the stone tablet, took a long breath, and looked around.

The surrounding world is still so dilapidated, and the war is not over yet.

Dixu was not far in front of him, smiling, watching him quietly, waiting for him patiently.

Fang Yuan didn't speak immediately, he was just thinking about the contents of the stele.

The history of the Great Immortal Realm turned out to be like this!

Now, he has seen all the steles, and he also understands the complete history of the Great Immortal Realm. These nine steles are the steles that recorded all the history of the Emperor’s lineage, and what he saw in the secret realm leading to the Jin family in Tianlai City was the tenth stele.

He hasn't looked at that monument in detail yet, but he can guess what's on it.

In the content of the ninth stele, Di Xuan memorized all causes and effects, using the luck of the Emperor's family to exchange for a glimmer of life in the future.

But was this catastrophe really only caused by the Di clan?

There is something wrong, maybe it is really just people's hearts!

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"Now you should understand why I said everything is predestined!"

Dixu waited for Fang Yuan for a long time, as if he was waiting for him to digest everything he saw, before he said with a soft smile, "Even the Great Immortal Realm, which was once so powerful, could not escape the curse of the human heart. The endless prosperity turned into a dead end overnight, let alone this dilapidated world today? You don't have to be too sad, and you don't have to regret too much, because this time, it's not anyone's fault. There will be changes!"

"Maybe it is!"

Fang Yuan raised his head after a long time.

He looked at Di Xu seriously, and said, "I really want to know now, who are you?"

Looking into Dixu's eyes, he continued slowly, saying: "It is clearly recorded in the Ninth Stele that the Di Clan is extinct and there are no descendants left, and you claim to be a descendant of the Di Clan, the savior of the prophecy, then..."

"I am indeed a Di Clan, but I am not a descendant of the Di Clan, even..."

Di Xu looked at Fang Yuan, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "I'm not even human!"

Fang Yuan looked at him seriously, without making a sound.

On the other hand, Di Xu gently swung his big sleeves. His figure seemed to disappear, or to exist in another form. His voice also became faint, as if he had merged into the endless dark magic breath around him: "The appearance of the human race may be to create an existence like the dark magic breath, and the existence of the dark magic breath may be to give birth to an existence like me..."

"I was born in Hongmeng, and I am a creature of Hongmeng!"

He looked up and sighed, his voice was faint: "The old era is over, I represent the new era!"