Chapter 626: There Are Nine Techniques for Destiny, One of Which Is Called Hidden

The taste of cold cicada is really good.

The man seemed to be still immersed in the previous feelings and unable to extricate himself.

For them, it was an extremely wonderful thing to have killed the cold cicada once. Not only that, after killing the cold cicada, something even more wonderful seemed to happen.

Dubu Jiutian felt a chill inexplicably, "You guys...couldn't you have eaten the cold cicada?"

"I'd rather do that."

The man shook his head with regret in his tone.

"Hanging is the meal of fate, and we just get some gifts."

"baffling..."

For Dubu Jiutian, he has not been involved in Fate for a long time, and he is more focused on improving his own strength.

He doesn't need to carry anything on his back, and naturally he doesn't need to pay attention to the truth of history. He has never explored what happened in the previous mysterious tides.

Knowledge, sometimes, is a burden to power.

Seeing this unparalleled attitude, the man decided to say a few more words.

"It's time for you to learn the truth about destiny..."

The man stretched out his left hand, took off his black glove, and showed his entire hand in front of Dubu Jiutian.

The hand was as dry as an old tree. It seemed that it was only skin and bones, without any flesh and blood. Just looking at it made people's hearts palpitate.

Dubu Jiutian had a puzzled look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you... treat your illness as soon as possible, maybe it's still too late."

What are these things!

His teammates are either pig teammates like Lingzun who regard thieves as their fathers, or they are dragon tricksters who don't even deserve to have names. Finally, a guy with a talkative appearance appears. He seems to have some background, but he just gives Duppo Jiutian showed his hand and made him think that this person was sick.

The withered hand emitted a faint black light, lighting up the surrounding environment.

Only after the surroundings were shrouded in black light did the man speak,

"Didn't you just say why we follow fate instead of Han Chan?"

I walked alone for nine days and answered the wrong question.

"You actually blocked the surrounding perception, a field that even I can't break through... How did you do it?"

"You have too many questions."

The man shook his head,

"I will only answer this one question. After I finish my answer, please be patient and listen to what I have to say."

Dubu Jiutian nodded, "Okay."

Dubu Jiutian doesn't care at all about the truth of fate.

On the contrary, this strange power, which isolates the black light from surrounding perception, is more attractive to Dubu Jiutian.

"This is my destiny."

The man said calmly, "There are nine skills in life, one of which is [Yin]."

"It's a gift from fate, and it's different for everyone."

"My destiny skills are all on my left hand. Those who follow destiny are those who have given up everything. But without a name, it is difficult to communicate."

The man raised his left hand slightly and said, "You can call me Zuo Yin."

Life magic?

Dubu Jiutian still wanted to ask where this life magic came from and what effect it had, but thinking of what he had promised before, he had no choice but to calm down and listen to the other person finish what he wanted to say.

"My grudges with Pure Land started from the third mysterious tide..."

Zuo Yin said slowly,

"I come from the heaven, and I once participated in the battle for the throne of the heaven, and survived at the hands of Shi Tian. That should be the most glorious achievement in my life, but it was also that battle that completely gave me no hope of ascending to the throne, and I even lost my chance to regain the throne. Those who have returned to the throne have little hope.”

"He took my way away."

Lord Slayer, also known as Scarface in the heaven, is more accustomed to being called Scarface and Deputy Director in the Pure Land, while followers of fate prefer to call him Scarface.

"I should have died after losing the Tao. Shi Tian thought he had killed me, but I was saved by fate."

"From that time on, I knew that the end of all death is just a return to the embrace of fate. We are the children of fate, starting a new journey, and death is just a return, continuing our previous journey..."

"I, who was resurrected from the dead, followed the guidance of fate and became an enemy of the Pure Land during the fourth mysterious tide. At that time, the Pure Land... there were numerous talents, scarred faces, heroes and ghosts... Which one is not famous in ancient and modern times? The strong one.

The four pillars of the Pure Land, even today, are still insurmountable mountains.

Unlike now, even people like Zhou Wangu have been thrown onto the table. "

"A lot happened during the Fourth Mysterious Tide, but if I could sum it up in one sentence..."

There were fluctuations in Zuo Yin's calm voice, with a bit of fanaticism and excitement.

"We successfully killed Han Chan, we... won!"

"hiss--"

After listening to it for so long, Dubu Jiutian finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Wait a minute, if we won during the fourth mysterious tide, why is Han Chan still alive? Or is Jiang Bai who is jumping around outside actually not Han Chan, but a genuine fake?"

From Dubu Jiutian's point of view, he doesn't care whether he won before or not. But the problem is, you can't unilaterally declare that you have won!

"Now?"

Zuo Yin sneered, "Now, it's just the end of a victory. Han Chan is struggling to his death, and he is destined not to survive this year."

Dubu Jiutian was puzzled, "Why is this?"

He saw that Han Chan was in good condition and didn't look like he was going to die suddenly. Moreover, even the Spirit Master couldn't do anything to Han Chan. Why was Zuo Yin so confident?

Zuo Yin replied respectfully, "This is the guidance of fate."

"The same excuse again."

Du Bu Jiu Tian rolled his eyes, "Can the guidance of fate be clearer? Otherwise, it's hard to convince people..."

He is also a follower of fate, why has fate never given him such guidance?

It was originally a very clear matter, but you guys have made it confusing and confusing.

Du Bu Jiu Tian's attitude is very clear. Either, I will fight wherever fate points to, and I will be responsible for killing, killing, killing, and that's it.

Or, if you like to play the riddle man, I won't accompany you. I will fight wherever I want, and I will still be responsible for killing, killing, killing.

Anyway, Du Bu Jiu Tian only does one thing, killing, killing, killing.

Since Zuo Yin chose to reveal the truth of fate to Du Bu Jiu Tian, ​​he naturally told him everything he knew.

In the eyes of the older generation, Du Bu Jiu Tian has passed the test of fate and proved his loyalty. Some things should be told to him.

Moreover, the longer you live, the more you carry, and your own combat power will decline instead, not always increase.

Ren Jie will die, Gui Xiong has become a despicable and shameless person, Scarface has disappeared, and even Han Chan has become a ghost.

The real top combat power still depends on the new generation, they are in their prime.

Once Kong Tiandi grows up, he will be the only one who can check and balance him.

"In the year when Han Chan was 1218 years old, that is, in the winter of 3243 AD, we killed Han Chan."

"He only has half a year left, and what we have to do is to delay this half year. After half a year, he will definitely die."

Zuo Yin said,

"No matter what method Han Chan uses to come back to life, his fate will end this winter."

Han Chan only has half a year to live?

Du Bu Jiu Tian was silent for a moment after hearing the news, and then asked the most concerned question, "Does Han Chan know it?"

Zuo Yin smiled, and he smiled happily, just like the vines on the old tree swaying in the wind.

Whether Han Chan knew about this or not would not affect the ending.

Zuo Yin smiled, but he did not laugh, as if his smile would also be hidden.

"This is the most wonderful place, isn't it?"

Du Bu Jiu Tian nodded thoughtfully, "Indeed."

In the space covered by the hidden technique, the voice of the third person suddenly came to mind. This voice did not come from Du Bu Jiu Tian or Zuo Yin.

The smile on Zuo Yin's face solidified little by little, melting into the deepest fear, his eyes full of disbelief...

Standing in the corner, Han Chan, who listened to the entire conversation, nodded and agreed,

"Indeed."