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And at this time, just as Empyrean Demonheart was mumbling to himself, Lei Yang's entire being suddenly moved to the side. An indescribably strong Qi shot out from within his withered wood like body, causing Empyrean Demonheart to be caught off guard and thrown far away.
And at this moment, before Empyrean Demonheart could react, countless leaves around Lei Yang instantly flew out and grew bigger, covering Lei Yang's entire person in an instant, causing no one in the outside world to be able to see him at all.
The leaves formed one after another into a ball. From afar, it looked like a giant ball of leaves.
"This is ?"
Empyrean Demonheart was stunned by the side. He looked at the enormous leaf that Lei Yang was sitting on, as if it had always been a gigantic cocoon.
"Could this be ?" "It's the will of a butterfly that broke out of its cocoon ?"
The Empyrean Demonheart analyzed.
But before he could feel too much fear rising in his heart, a green cocoon like leaf ball that had wrapped up Lei Yang's entire surroundings, had once again undergone an astonishing change.
Under this change, all the leaves on the ball started to turn transparent, and within them formed something that looked like the hologram of void.
The instant the hologram was formed, countless different scenes actually appeared on it.
The scenes were all different. There were bustling cities bustling with people, there were desolate countryside roads, there were smoke rising from the ancient bridges as the sun set in the west, and there were palace curtains in the imperial palace's courtyard!
In short, every scene seemed to depict a person's life, as though they were describing countless different World s.
And in all of these images, regardless of age, identity, or identity, there was a familiar figure among them. No matter how old that person was, whether they were young or old, they all shared one characteristic:
However, no matter how familiar this feeling was, Empyrean Demonheart couldn't recall who this person was at all. He only felt that this person was very, very familiar, but he couldn't recall who he was.
The Empyrean Demonheart finally started to carefully watch those scenes!
Finally, after standing there for several hours, he mustered his courage and walked into the medicine store.
He was a poor scholar, and had lived a poor life for ten years in order to earn his reputation. However, ten years had passed, and before the mother could see him get the top scholar, he had suffered from a serious illness and had been bedridden ever since.
Only now did the scholar realize that aside from reading books, he did not even have the money to seek medical treatment for the mother.
However, for the sake of the mother's body, he had finally let go of his dignity and brazenly walked into the medicine store.
In the end, he was driven out of the medicine store. As he looked at the crowd of people on the street, not a single one of them gave him a sympathetic look.
In the end, under his powerlessness, he could only let out a long sigh. His world was cold, and when he returned home, he cut off his wrist and cut off his pulse.
However, on that night, his mother still left!
That night, wind and rain were mixed, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Young people wailed in the storm, shouting 'What's the use of studying, what's the use of studying!' In the end, I couldn't even save my own family!
He personally dug a hole and buried mother, then staring blankly at mother's grave for three whole days. When the sun rose on the fourth day, he got up and burned all the books and houses down, then turned around and left resolutely.
From then on, he gave up on the test to become a famous doctor. After a few years, he became a famous doctor in the city.
At the moment, his binocular was slightly narrowed, and his gaze was scattered. There was no focus, his breathing was ragged, and moreover, it looked extremely short and hurried.
At this moment, there were countless people kneeling before his Dragon Couch. There were maids, concubines and even princes among them.
It was very quiet in front of the dragon bed, but the air seemed extremely oppressive, as if it was about to solidify.
Although this place looked calm, there were actually countless dangers lurking in the shadows. Several princes stared anxiously at the Old Man on the dragon bed.
They were their fathers, and although they could see that their fathers were on the verge of returning home, not a single hint of grief could be seen in their eyes. Instead, it was a look of pure desire.
It was a thirst for power, a yearning for the imperial throne, a yearning for the supreme throne.
Here, there was no warmth in the human heart, only power and struggle!
Although there were so many people waiting for him, the Old Man on the dragon bed did not have any intention of speaking.
Right at this moment, a child who was about nine years old suddenly rushed to the dragon bed. He looked at Old Man with a sorrowful expression, and continuously muttered sounds of grief.
It was the clear eyes of a binocular, and it did not have any scheming or scheming. The moment it saw this nine year old child, the Old Man binocular finally started to have a focus, but his breathing became more and more hurried.
He knew that a dense, cold aura was already lying in ambush outside the palace walls. He only needed to close the binocular s before the palace would be full of blades.
However, right now, he was smiling. He was laughing very calmly, and then he said, "My military life has been too heavy, and the children's hearts are kind. I hope they can help me dispel this heavy killing intent of mine!"
In the end, when the Old Man passed away, Ju Tong became the new emperor. He ruled the world through filial piety.
There was an old wine gourd hanging from his waist. From time to time, he would grab the wine jug on his waist and gulp down a mouthful of wine.
He looked slightly drunk, with a few drops of wine from the wine jug stuck to his beard. Mixed with the dust on his beard, his appearance looked sticky, making him look extremely slovenly.
The setting sun made him appear even thinner, making him look like he was on the verge of collapsing.
The smoke from the village's cooking drifted in the evening breeze. It was faintly discernible that the fragrance of some delicacies that came from the countryside households could be smelt from afar.
There were a few courageous children at the village entrance who had been flirting with the slovenly Old Man recently. They laughed at him for not being able to ride a horse, but the funniest thing was that his wine jug was actually worn.
However, this slovenly Old Man did not seem to be a stranger who had just arrived. He had already stayed in this village for almost a year, and although he did not usually interact with the villagers, as time passed, everyone became familiar with him.
And it was also at this moment that his slovenly Old Man suddenly burped, and his entire body seemed to become a little more clear-headed. Looking at those little Child s, he couldn't help but laugh at them, and they even mischievously threw stone s at him.
In fact, his image was even uglier than ghosts in this sunset. The group of little Child s immediately ran away screaming and urinating.
When the villagers heard the panicked cries of the little children, they immediately ran out. After understanding the situation, they immediately started cursing at the slovenly Old Man.
In the end, someone actually cursed, "Your wine jug is obviously weak, why are you drinking all day long? There's clearly no alcohol in there, you're just pretending to be drunk!"
The slovenly Old Man frowned and laughed instead of getting angry. He suddenly asked, "What? Who said that you can't drink without a guarantee?"
The villager who was scolding him, upon being asked this question, suddenly didn't know how to answer him. But after a while, he started rambling nonstop, "Heh, a wine pot without any foundation naturally doesn't have wine. If you don't have wine, then you naturally can't drink. "Everything in this world doesn't have to be done according to the laws of nature, and everything has to be done according to the laws of nature. You can't go against the rules, so naturally, you have to drink fake wine and pretend to be drunk!"
The villagers all seemed to feel that they had made a lot of nonsense and their words were quite extraordinary. In an instant, even their auras had increased a bit as they looked somewhat complacently at the slovenly Old Man, as if they were waiting to see how he would speak this time.
But this time, the slovenly Old Man did not even look at the village man, but started to think hard. After a while, his eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and he muttered to himself: "I am wearing a wine jug, and I can also drink, but this is already not part of the rules. As it turns out, I am already outside of the Heavenly Dao, but I am still restricted by my own heart!"
The villagers really could not understand the slovenly Old Man. They thought that he was crazy and were about to curse again and drive him out of the village with the other villagers.
But who would have thought that at this time, the slovenly Old Man suddenly stood up, and his entire face quickly changed. A moment later, he had already transformed into an extremely handsome Young man.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, but Young people still maintained his composure as he cupped his fists and bowed to the villager, "Thank you for your advice, Big Brother. I have finally understood everything about Heavenly Dao ?"
After he finished speaking, the Young people actually flew into the air, transforming into a long rainbow and shot straight into the void, leaving behind a group of petrified villagers. La, god ? godly spirit... "
And it was also just when the Empyrean Demonheart saw the slovenly Old Man in the picture earlier and turned into a Young people as expected, he could not help but exclaim, "That ? It's actually the Master ? "
This was because the Young people that the slovenly Old Man had transformed into actually had a ninety percent resemblance to Lei Yang this time, which allowed the Empyrean Demonheart to confirm it with a single glance.
And it was also at this moment that he finally could not help but say, "This is 100 Samsaras. No, this is not 100 Samsaras. No, this should be... It should be the eternal cycle of reincarnation right ?! "