“Know some.”

The old village chief smiled and said:

"If you want to understand the tears, you must talk about the God Emperor?"

"Senior, what kind of person is the God Emperor?" Han Xinwu was very curious about the man in white in front of the door and wanted to know.

The old village chief smiled and said, "He is a very cold man, like an everlasting glacier, but ten times brighter than the sun, extremely perfect. He created the Shinto with his own strength, and was extremely majestic and strict with himself and others."

"Sometimes, the gods will complain that he is a 'Shidao Tyrant' and praise him as an 'Eternal Light'. There are many creatures who hate him, but countless creatures who worship him. But only by understanding his existence can we follow him wholeheartedly and never leave him."

"Yes!" Han Xinwu smiled, "He should look like this."

Li Ping'an asked in confusion: "But what does the tears have to do with him?"

The old village chief continued: "Even if such a cold and perfect existence is going to make irreparable mistakes."

"In his life, he once left three tears, which represents three unreliable mistakes and is also irreparable regrets. So he put three tears on his hands, even if he warned, he would miss it."

Qin Li said in surprise:

"It turns out that tears are really tears."

"What mistake did a man make when he doesn't cry easily?"

The old village chief shook his head: "This is his secret. No one knows it, and no one will know it from now on."

Li Ping'an touched his chin and a puzzled heart arose: "Such a majestic and extremely powerful existence is more terrifying than the emperor and is overwhelming in power. Logically speaking, it should be immortal and immortal. Why did it pass away? Even the Shinto was destroyed."

"Because he angered the Heavenly Dao."

Grandma Ye interjected.

Qin Li was shocked.

It's the way of heaven again.

The Emperor of Heaven also died in the way of heaven.

She is still lying in the mountain and river bracelet, unconscious!

The old demon Dugu was also puzzled: "Who is this 'Heavenly Way', what exactly does it exist?"

"How could I know this? That existence is unknown and unnamed, perhaps not in this time and space, or perhaps right next to us." The old village chief shook his head and smirked.

Li Ping'an asked, "Grandpa, you haven't told the cause of the death of the God Emperor."

"This comes from an epiphany."

The old village chief narrowed his eyes and sighed:

"He felt something, and understood the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, and died."

"He also said that time is like a river. From chaos, all the way down, the heavens are declining. And the end of the river is a dead sea, which is also the destination of all beings - the ruins!"

"In order to stop all this and to achieve true eternity, he resolutely summoned the gods and launched the Dawn God War, to cut off the long river of time and let everything stay in the ancient times. From then on, the creatures of the heavens are immortal. Unfortunately, he was angry with the way of heaven. He suffered a backlash and died, and the way of gods was destroyed and welcoming dusk."

After hearing history.

Everyone was shocked.

This is too cruel. It actually cuts off the years and leads to eternal life for all living beings.

Qin Li suddenly realized that no wonder he saw the man in white on the long river of time. It turned out that this was the reason.

"Is he still alive?"

Han Xinwu is very concerned about this issue.

"Maybe dead, maybe alive." The old village chief smiled.

A very vague answer seems to have something in the words, maybe the old village chief really knows nothing.

The long table banquet continues.

Everyone is very happy to eat and drink.

Qin Li and others also asked many questions, and the old village chief answered them one by one.

Then, the moon hangs in the sky, it’s late at night, the bonfire is burning, and the dishes are almost done, and everyone has a banquet.

The elderly in the village are very considerate and have prepared a house for everyone.

Although they are all thatched huts, they are clean and clean. The bedding is brand new and lit incense, which is fragrant and elegant.

Qin Li's house is the largest.

After all, he lives with Mo Yao, Su Qingxue and Yun Shiyu.

"Husband, this place seems ordinary, but it is extraordinary everywhere." Mo Yao changed into a loose nightgown.

Su Qingxue nodded and her hair hung down: "Every old people here have the style of a master, especially the village chief, I suspect this is a saint village."

Yun Shiyu put down the sword weapon and said strangely: "I also have this idea, but my master said that Qianyuan is incomplete and the laws are incomplete. The nine levels of Dharma appearance are the limit, and it is absolutely impossible to give birth to a saint."

Qin Li was also puzzled.

As I thought about it, a rustling sound came from my ears.

Through the window, you can see the little dragon burying his muscles and bones under the moonlit night.

Mo Yao smiled and said, "Xiaolong has always worked very hard, more motivated than us, and is working hard to catch up with her husband."

Su Qingxue couldn't help but sigh: "But he can't catch up. Her husband's growth rate is too scary. Even if he falls behind for twenty years, he can catch up in a short time."

Yun Shiyu said helplessly: "It is normal for us to be as good as the emperor, but we cannot be too backward. We need to work harder."

Qin Li smiled and said, "Don't say that. Actually, I was forced to leave. Although my practice is fast, my foundation is unstable and a little empty. The nine phases of Nirvana can be slowed down, just taking advantage of this period to get rid of the drought and preserve the essence."

Several women nodded one after another.

At this time.

Xiaolong is still practicing boxing.

The tiger is full of wind and powerful.

"Does the descendant of the Qinglong only know how to punch the dog?"

In the darkness, an old man walked out. His eyes were like lightning, his limbs were healthy, but there were two cut-off angles on his forehead. It should be an old dragon, whose horns were broken, and his pride was frustrated.

"Senior, I am actually the Qinglong who awakened the acquired nature, and the inheritance is not complete." Xiaolong scratched his head awkwardly.

"Then you can't practice the Sea Dragon technique! Even if it was created by the Emperor of Sea Dragon, it still doesn't match your bloodline." The old man Duanjiao was speechless and said, "Forget it, look at you being so pitiful, I'll pass on you a set of "The Most Holy Achievement of the Green Dragon".

Xiaolong was overjoyed. He had this skill in his bloodline inheritance, but he was incomplete. He had never dared to practice. Now he was taught by a master. He knelt down excitedly and kowtowed three times in a row as a disciple: "Thank you for teaching the scriptures for seniors!"

See this.

Qin Li smiled.

Xiaolong has the chance, this is a good thing.

No words all night.

Qin Li got up early.

There are few such relaxing moments.

After washing up, everyone was busy and had their own chances.

Qin Li still asked the old man chopping wood to understand the mystery of the masculinity of swords.

The old demon Dugu studied the holy stone, which is a corner of the holy formation incarnation of all things.

The two girls Mo Yao and Ye Huanling chatted well with Grandma Ye and exchanged their understanding of darkness.

Su Qingxue found the old man who burned fire and humbly asked for advice on fire control. She received great guidance and took the skills to refine weapons further.

Yun Shiyu met a grandmother with a broken finger. She was a music master, playing the piano and playing music, and the sound of nature.

Yun Shiyu is proficient in swordsmanship, but knows nothing about music, so "Yesterday's Sword Sound" is in a bottleneck and now she has an opportunity to make a breakthrough.

Everyone worked hard to exercise, but Li Ping'an was uneasy and focused on Han Xinwu. Sometimes he said that the peach blossoms were blooming outside the village, sometimes he said that the night sky was bright and he pulled the other person out for a walk.

Han Xinwu was particularly reserved and would subconsciously refuse, but she couldn't stand Li Ping'an's disturbances and watched the flowers, moon and stars with him.

There seemed to be countless flowers and plants outside the mountain, and there seemed to be endless bright stars in the sky. The laughter and joy of the two of them had never ended.

day to day.

Everyone was immersed in the ordinary.

This village has special powers that can keep people away from the torture of time.

Qin Li didn't know how many suns and moons he had spent, but he only knew that the sword skills became more and more profound and many details became more and more harmonious.

"If you study without thinking, you will be confused; if you think without learning, you will be in danger." The old man chopping wood pointed out: "No matter what kind of path, you must learn extensively and learn from other things. Therefore, those who practice swordsmanship must understand sword techniques, spear techniques, poetry, songs, and even cooking and burning fire."

Qin Li nodded: "Senior, I know this truth, but I have read all the books I brought. Is there a library here and I can't learn it."

"Who said no?"

The old man chopping wood pointed to the back of the village:

"There is a library there, you can go and have some rewards."

Qin Li said goodbye to the old man chopping wood and arrived at the back mountain of the village. He found a portal carved on it with four big words "Full Collection Library".

Below are two old men at the gate, one lacks the left leg and the other lacks the right leg. At this time, they are concentrating on playing chess, with black and white pieces intertwined, like a battlefield between two armies.

Qin Li leaned over and took a look, and was slightly shocked.

Because the chessboard is missing a little.

It is the central star position,
Chapter completed!