His heart was tranquil and tranquil, looking at the world with a smile.
Washing away all the past and peering into the essence of all things.
Wutian took Shao Ling and walked towards the Dragon Village step by step.
Although the journey was long and tiring, he treated it as a kind of enjoyment.
Half a year later, he entered the portal and appeared at the Luofu Square.
Not long after he appeared, the Asura Palace's ancestor descended from the sky and asked humbly, "Mister Zhou, can I ask you a question? How can I quickly stabilize my realm? "
"Cultivation is against the will of the heavens. Slow and steady progress is the truth."
Wutian only left these words and left with Shao Ling.
"Thank you, Mister Zhou."
The Asura Palace's ancestor bowed to send them off.
But his heart was filled with complicated feelings.
If he could have been more open-minded and let Wutian stay in the Asura Palace, the Asura Palace would have been the only overlord of the five continents. Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Time flew by and another half a year passed.
Shao Ling had also unknowingly entered the age of sixteen.
On this day, the two stood on top of a mountain.
Wutian looked into the distance and asked, "Girl, you've accompanied me for a year. Are you tired of it? Did you feel tired? "
Shao Ling smiled and said, "No, on the contrary, I learned a lot from you."
Wutian asked, "What did you learn? Tell me."
Shao Ling said, "I learned to be strong, to persevere, and to never give up."
Wutian nodded and said, "That's right. This year, what I want to teach you is not to give up. This world is very big, and there are many creatures, but only with unswerving and unwavering faith can you embark on the eternal path. Only then can you find a glimmer of hope in a hopeless situation. Go, go to this vast stage and display your talents to the fullest. "
"Mister, can I accompany you for a while?"
Shao Ling's eyes began to moisten.
Wutian looked back at her and said with a smile, "All good things must come to an end. We will be separated in the end. What difference does it make if we leave now or later?"
Shao Ling said with red eyes, "But I'm worried about you."
Wutian smiled and said, "All along the way, you have never made a move. Didn't I come here too? Don't think that your ugly uncle is just a cripple. He still has the ability to protect himself. Go, don't hesitate anymore. Don't disappoint me like your brother. "
"Yes."
Shao Ling nodded, knelt down three times, and then turned around and left resolutely.
Wutian sent Shao Ling off with his gaze and said in a low voice, "Lass, don't thank me. I taught you all because I wanted to find the answer in my heart through you all. Now that I've found it, what I should do is not to live an ordinary life, but to take revenge!"
His eyes flashed with a sharp light. He turned around and walked down the mountain step by step towards the Dragon Village.
Revenge required capital. Without rebirth, he had no capital!
Therefore, he had to let go of his hatred and be reborn!
Two years later, Wutian finally returned to his courtyard.
Three years had passed, and the courtyard had changed a lot.
Withered wild vegetables and fallen petals covered the soil. Year after year, a rotten smell was emitted as time passed.
The wooden building and backyard were covered in a thick layer of dust.
He did not rest much and began to tidy up the courtyard.
Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the back of the mountain. Then, he lowered his head and continued to take care of the vegetable garden. He said indifferently, "Stop hiding. Come out!"
Swoosh!!!
Before he finished speaking, ten men in black rushed out from the dense forest at the back of the mountain and descended above him.
One of them said in a deep voice, "You can actually sense us. It seems that your cultivation is not crippled."
Wutian smiled faintly. He did not answer, nor did he raise his head. He asked, "You're here to kill me, right?"
The man in black sensed carefully. He did not sense any aura on Wutian's body. It seemed that he was really a cripple. His nervous heart relaxed as he said coldly, "That's right. If you know what's good for you, end it yourself. If you want us to do it, you'll be in a lot of pain."
"Pain?"
Wutian shook his head and said indifferently, "The pain that I've experienced, if it were you, you would have been in despair long ago. However, I persevered. Do you know why?"
The man in black shouted, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you want us to kill you?"
Wutian said to himself, "I persevered because I know that I'm not qualified to despair."
The man in black said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to say?"
Wutian said indifferently, "What I want to say is that I won't die before I fulfill my wish. No one has the ability to kill me."
The man in black sneered, "You're already a cripple. How dare you speak so arrogantly? You really don't know what you're talking about!"
Wutian said, "Go back and tell Yinglong, the Flood Dragon King, and the masters behind you to stop. Don't completely cut off your escape route."
"You know!"
The ten men were shocked.
Wutian shook his head and said, "Is it that hard to guess? In the entire Samsara Continent, only the people from the Dragon God Mountain Range and the Divine Spirit Mystery Realm dare to send people to kill me. "
"Since you've guessed it, don't blame us for being ruthless. Kill!"
The ten men's eyes turned cold and their killing intent burst out!
"I didn't want to kill, but why do you have to force me to? If I don't kill you today, you won't stop. Since that's the case, you'll all become fertilizer for this flowerbed! "
Wutian shook his head.
Suddenly!
Soul Power gushed out from the Heavenly Spirit Grass and turned into fine threads that penetrated the Qi Sea of the ten men.
"How could this be?"
"Isn't he a cripple?"
"Why does he have such powerful means?"
The ten men were shocked and wanted to escape. Unfortunately, they had lost all their strength and slowly fell to the ground.
At this moment, another wave of Soul Power gushed out and the flowerbed beside Wutian was uprooted, revealing a deep pit!
"With you as fertilizer, these wildflowers will be more beautiful in the future."
Wutian said indifferently. His Soul Power turned into a big hand and threw the ten men into the deep pit. The flowerbed fell and the pit was filled. Everything returned to normal.
Throughout the process, Wutian was loosening the soil and weeding. He didn't look up.
His heart and eyes were still as calm and indifferent as ever.
This was just a small episode that couldn't affect his state of mind or disrupt his life. Everything went on as usual.
Time flew by.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye!
Dragon God Mountain Range.
In the Divine Spirit Secret Realm.
The old man in black sat on the throne in the main hall with his brows tightly knitted.
He had lost contact with the ten men he sent out and this made him very frustrated.
Winged Dragon and Flood Dragon Emperor had been grounded in the main hall all these years.
The old man in black looked at the two of them and asked, "What do you think of this?"
The Demon Emperor said, "If I'm not wrong, they're already dead."
The old man in black frowned. "Isn't Wutian a cripple now? How can they be dead? "
Winged Dragon said in a deep voice, "I've already said that we can't treat Wutian like an ordinary person. No one can guess what he's thinking. But you didn't listen and insisted on sending people to kill him. Let me tell you, if Wutian is just hiding his cultivation, we're in big trouble."
The Flood Dragon Emperor said, "Actually, we can't rule out the possibility that someone is secretly helping Wutian. After all, Wutian is very famous and many people will try to curry favor with him. He has many friends in the Samsara Continent, such as Divine Aura. He's a very mysterious person and there's definitely a huge force behind him."
The old man in black said, "In other words, Wutian might not know that we sent people to kill him?"
The Flood Dragon Emperor nodded and then shook his head.
He didn't dare to say anything because he couldn't see through Wutian at all.
The old man in black fell silent.
Winged Dragon frowned and said, "My lord, haven't you given up on killing Wutian?"
The old man in black said in a deep voice, "If I don't kill him, he'll come to me sooner or later. I have no choice. He must die. This time, I'll let Divine Aura kill him!"
Whoosh!
After saying that, the old man in black disappeared.
"Sigh!"
The Flood Dragon Emperor and Winged Dragon looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness.
Dragon Village!
Ten years later, Wutian had entered the late middle-aged period.
His eyes were not as bright as before and showed an old look.
As his Qi and blood were lost, his body gradually became thinner and wrinkles appeared on his hands.
If it was in the past, he would think of ways to replenish his Qi and blood.
But after comprehending the Life and Death Ultimacy, he believed in letting nature take its course.
For ten years, no one came to disturb him. His life returned to its original state. He worked at sunrise and rested at sunset.
Everything was so simple and simple.
Early in the morning, Shao Chen and Shao Ling brought dozens of jars of fine wine to visit Wutian.
After ten years, Shao Chen had become more mature and steady.
Shao Ling was also slender and elegant. She could be called a proud daughter of heaven.
In these ten years, the brother and sister had both broken through to the Divine Transformation realm. It could be said that they had made rapid progress and had made a name for themselves in the five continents. Even those of the older generation could not raise their heads in front of them. But when they walked into this courtyard, they restrained their spirit and looked incomparably respectful.
The first thing Shao Chen did was apologize and beg Wutian to forgive his ignorance from 13 years ago.
Wutian only smiled.
Bang!
As the three of them were enjoying lunch, the might of a Divine Aura suddenly descended, bringing with it a terrifying killing intent!
The brother and sister were shocked. They hurriedly took out the Myriad Manifestation Token and sent a message to Azure Deity.
However, the result was that they were stopped by Wutian.
A Divine Aura had descended. What use was there for a Great Emperor like Azure Deity to come?
Soul force surged out. Before the Divine Aura could do anything, it died on the spot and became fertilizer for the flowerbed.
Seeing this, the brother and sister were stunned for a moment. Only then did they regain their composure. Their respectful expressions were filled with fanaticism and worship.
A Divine Aura had been instantly killed. The legends from thousands of years ago were indeed true!
When the Asura King attacked, even the heavens and earth would tremble!
The three of them continued to enjoy their lunch, leisurely and carefree. But, within the Divine Spirit Mystic Realm, the black-clothed old man's heart was in turmoil, unable to calm down for a long time. As he sat on his throne, his eyes were filled with disbelief!
A Divine Aura had actually died!
Had this Wutian lost his cultivation or not?
His mind was in a mess. Finally, he had Raindragon probe Wutian.
When Raindragon arrived at the courtyard and found Wutian, Wutian asked him a question. "Look, why are the flowers in this flowerbed so bright?"
Raindragon looked at the flowerbed. After several dozen breaths of time, he turned and left. This was because he had found the answer.
From then on, no one came to assassinate Wutian.
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