Meng Lu has completely sunk into the illusion.

That's how fate is.

Every point of light is a possibility, and if you grasp a point of light, all you see is a possible outcome that is about to happen.

All of these results are related to one's choices in the dream.

Meng Lu clearly knew that everything in front of him was fake, but he still couldn't help but immerse himself in it.

There is no too much reason for this.

It's just that in this illusion, there is his beloved mother...... There is also a gentle-looking Destiny Hall Master.

"Mengru, how can you look at your father with such eyes?"

"Quick, put down the innocent knife, he's your father!"

Looking at the mother who was desperately protecting the Lord of the Hall of Destiny in front of him, Meng Lu, who was only thirteen years old in the dream, gritted his teeth fiercely, put away the innocent knife and turned to leave.

He couldn't forget the picture of the man killing his mother with his own hands in order to strengthen his faith.

In this dream, their family of three lived happily.

It was this happiness that made him feel that it was a great irony.

The Hall Master of Destiny, who was standing outside the long river of fate, looked at the struggling Meng Lu and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

He pinched out a point of light from the river of fate, transformed it slightly, and threw him on Mengru's body.

This point of light can free his hatred.

"Your Excellency. ”

Xi Panyuan was pulled by the Lord of the Hall of Destiny and immediately broke away from the long river of fate.

Bowing respectfully to the Lord of the Hall of Destiny, he stood behind the Lord of the Hall of Destiny.

"The negative emotional impact of the point of fate was forcibly suppressed by him?"

"This kid is really a ruthless character. ”

The gaze of the Hall of Destiny Lord skimmed over the others and fell on Ye Feng's body.

He was also deeply moved by Ye Feng's behavior of accommodating the light points of fate one after another.

"Hall Master, there is something unknown to my subordinates. ”

Xi Panyuan digested the impact of the failure in the dream and saluted the Lord of the Hall of Destiny again.

"Just ask. ”

The Lord of the Hall of Destiny is in charge.

"The points of fate in the long river of fate represent different consequences due to different times and different practices, but why are they all failures?"

"My subordinates have experienced two hundred and eighty-three points of fate in it just now, but all of them are the result of failure without exception, no matter what I try in the illusion, I can't change the final ending......"

Xi Panyuan hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Is there no hope in the long river of fate?"

Listening to Xi Panyuan's doubts, the Lord of the Hall of Fate nodded slightly.

"You can think of this layer, you have already thought deeply, I was in the long river of fate, I sat for more than 3,000 years before I thought of this question, and it took more than 5,000 years before and after to get the answer. ”

The Lord of the Hall of Destiny raised his head slightly, and said in confusion:

"The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people are one of them. ”

"What the long river of fate represents is the forty-nine derived from heaven. There are forty-nine kinds of avenues, and the end of each road is a dead end, and only the one that people escape from is the way of life and vitality. ”

"When you fall into the long river of fate, the points of light you come into contact with are all 'dead ends' derived from heaven, and the hope and vitality you seek are actually always in yourself. ”

As he spoke, the Hall Master of Destiny stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Feng and the Hall Master of Fate on the side:

"You see, one of them has found 'life', and the other is still struggling with 'dead ends'. ”

"The end between them is already doomed. ”

Xi Panyuan silently retreated to his original position.

After waiting for a while, Meng Rui, who was in the long river of fate, suddenly showed a relieved expression of 'revenge'.

At the same time, the Lord of the Hall of Destiny felt that the last bit of concern on his body had also been cut off, and the fate of the whole person was no longer in any way connected with the long river of fate.

"Congratulations to the hall master!

The Hall of Destiny Lord smiled slightly.

"Detachment isn't a thing, but now it's at least touching something from the outside world!"

The Lord of the Hall of Destiny waved his hand and put away the long river of fate.

The people who were immersed in it woke up one after another.

The first time the Lord of the Hall of All Things woke up, he looked at the Lord of the Hall of Destiny who was standing with his hands in his hands.

"You're ......"

Seeing the restored young and ethereal Destiny Hall Lord, the eyes of the Hall of All Things Lord sank slightly.

Meng Lu saw the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the sky, and the whole person showed a different posture, which filled his heart with surprise.

But because the hatred has been vented, seeing the Destiny Hall Lord in front of him, there is no hatred in his heart.

The Lord of the Hall of All Things looked at Ye Feng with his eyes closed.

Although those fates in the long river of fate are fake, those feelings are real.

Ye Feng experienced so many illusions at once, and the negative emotions accumulated in his heart were enough to make ordinary people collapse.

Even Ye Feng had to concentrate on solving the emotions in his heart, and he didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

"I'll kill you first!"

The Lord of the Hall of All Things snorted coldly, and the Holy Sword of All Things appeared directly in his hand.

The twenty-inch blade condensed and formed, piercing towards Ye Feng's face.

"Ding. ”

The tip of the Origin Sword collided with the Holy Sword of the Lord of the Hall of Things, emitting a piercing metallic sound.

The Holy Sword of All Things let out a metallic hiss, and instantly turned into a soft liquid that crossed the Origin Sword.

Ye Feng always closed his eyes, and as soon as he retracted his wrist, the Holy Sword of All Things was blocked out again.

"Lord of the Hall of Everything, he is about to lose. ”

The Hall of Destiny Lord shook his head and turned back to the Temple of Destiny.

Monrion followed him and stood at the door of the temple.

He was suddenly at a loss now.

Because he didn't know what he was going to do, and when he lost his hatred, he felt a little empty.

Heaven and earth are gloomy.

Ye Feng's Origin Sword pointed directly at the Lord of the Hall of Things.

The illusion of the long river of fate is fake, but there are more than just feelings that are real.

Ye Feng also got countless opportunities to hone his sword skills from inside.

"Break the red dust. ”

Ye Feng used the Sword Dao of All Things, and he didn't even need a starting hand anymore.

The artistic conception that belongs to the sword path of all things comes directly, and the master of the hall of all things is firmly locked.

"Sleepy. ”

The Lord of the Hall of All Things was trapped in place by thousands of red lines.

"Don't think!"

Although the Lord of the Hall of All Things was trapped in place, his Holy Sword of All Things was not an ordinary sword.

The Sword of All Things turned into a black shadow, spreading its huge black wings and passing between the red lines.

It let out a sharp cry and pounced on Ye Feng.

"Huh!"

But a sword.

A huge chasm opened in the middle, and a sword slashed into the arms of the fierce bird transformed by the holy sword of all things.

"Wow!"

"No!"

The black substance of the Holy Sword of All Things was constantly annihilated by the sword light, and the fierce birds let out a cry of pain.

The Lord of the Hall of All Things wanted to take it back, but found that the holy sword had been stuck in place by the sword light, so he could only watch the sword body annihilation powerlessly.

Li Yi's predecessor's sword path of all things is contained in all things, turning all things into swordsmanship, and sword moves change with the change of feelings.

The stronger the feeling of the sword, the stronger the kendo.

Ye Feng has experienced countless joys and sorrows in the illusion of fate, and the emotions in his heart have reached the peak.

This sword is enough to tear the sky!

"No! No!"

The Lord of the Hall of All Things showed horror on his face, and finally gritted his teeth with hatred, and slashed from it, splitting the Holy Sword of All Things.

The part of the Holy Sword of All Things in front of it was gone, annihilated in the formlessness and colorlessness.

And Ye Feng's sword light, which contained countless joys and sorrows, didn't even consume half of it, and slashed towards the Lord of the Hall of All Things with great speed.

This was enough to tear apart the sword of heaven and earth, and it was pinched by the master of the Hall of All Things with one hand.

Energetic spit,

The sword light shattered.

"Ye Feng, I will kill you!"

In the palm of the Lord of the Hall of Everything, in the end, only a thumb-sized mass of the Holy Sword of All Things remained.

Extremely weak.

The Lord of the Hall of All Things looked at Ye Feng, and then at the only small group of the Ten Thousand Things Holy Sword in his hand.

In the end, the body was immersed in the darkness and quietly left this place.

Seeing the Lord of the Hall of All Things leaving, Ye Feng not only breathed a sigh of relief, but also raised his feet and walked up to the Temple of Destiny.

He also had something he wanted to ask the Lord of the Hall of Destiny.

"It's good you're still here,"

Ye Feng patted Meng Lu on the shoulder: "I thought you would carry a knife and do it directly!"

"I've figured out how to help you choose a cemetery with a good view. ”

Meng Lu hammered Ye Feng's chest: "I'll you!"

Meng Lu laughed, Ye Feng's existence dispelled a lot of depression in his heart.

"Hey, it's just that there is no hatred in my heart now, and I feel that the whole person has lost his goal. ”

Meng Lu sighed with emotion.

Ye Feng rolled his eyes at Meng Lu speechlessly: "You have time to think about this, it is better to cultivate more and improve your strength." ”

"The Origin Realm is still facing a huge problem. ”

The Lord of the Time and Space Temple, the Time and Space Legion.

These are the things that are at stake.

Looking at Meng Lu who wanted to go in but hesitated, Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder: "How is it?"

Meng Lu was a little moved, but eventually stopped.

After hesitating for a long time, Meng Lu gritted his teeth: "Go!"

His mother didn't want him to take revenge, but wanted him to grow up healthy and happy.

He chose to carry hatred before, but he had no choice.

Now he wants to follow his mother's words.

This time he went in and he wouldn't be with hatred again.

"Let's go. ”

Meng Lu looked at Ye Feng and laughed: "I know you must want to know about Zheng Yingding." ”

"Now that we can spy on the Temple of Destiny of various destinies, it is possible to know the location of Zheng Yinding. ”

Ye Feng patted Meng Lu on the shoulder: "Don't worry, if there is anything, we will carry it together!"

The two of them stepped into the temple of fate.

Walking into the Temple of Destiny, Ye Feng also saw the whole picture of the Temple of Destiny.

Pure white walls, pure white columns, pure white floors, everything is pure white.

The walls are carved with countless murals about fate.

On the pillar was a landing dragon, looking at the visitor softly.

There were only two people in the entire hall.

The Hall Master of Destiny sitting on the seat of the hall master carved in white jade, and Xi Panyuan standing behind him.

Meng Lu looked at the Hall of Destiny Lord's expression with a complicated expression, but he still stood aside and kept silent.

The Hall Master of Fate didn't look at Meng Lu again, but instead looked at Ye Feng, as if he was waiting for him personally.

"Thank you for saving your life before the Lord of the Hall of Fate. ”

Ye Feng saluted.

If it weren't for the Destiny Hall Master who summoned the Long River of Fate in time, Ye Feng would probably really be here.

The Hall Master of Fate shook his head and pointed at Ye Feng himself.

"It's none of my business, I'm just doing what somebody tells me to do. ”

“？”

Ye Feng looked at the Hall Master of Destiny suspiciously.

The Hall Master of Destiny said simply: "Someone found me before, and used the method of touching a higher realm to save your life in exchange for me in today's situation." ”

"He said that when you appear, it will be my chance to successfully touch the Nine Realms Immortal King realm. ”

"He's right, I do feel it now. ”

The Lord of the Hall of Destiny was somewhat intoxicated by this kind of power.

"Well, who the hell is that person?"

Although he felt that the Lord of the Hall of Fate would not say anything, he just wanted to ask.

Ye Feng's heart felt like he was being scratched by a hundred cat's claws, and his heart was itchy and painful by this person.