In the world, no one can escape the cycle of life and death.

When the deadline is approaching, death is slowly approaching, making people feel infinite fear and helplessness, and watching Shouyuan pass by drop by drop is the most painful punishment in the world.

That's why immortality is so tempting and tireless in its pursuit.

The white-haired old man in front of him, full of vitality and the breath of rotten wood, was already one hundred and eighty years old!

The key is that if he eats the elixir, he will also prolong his life to two hundred at most! There is no other way than to promote to the True Yuan Realm and rely on the Mana True Yuan to continue his life!

At this moment, the audience was silent, filled with a heavy sadness.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the thing hurts it.

When you see the white-haired old man, you are an immortal giant, and you will also think of the day when you disappear, and your heart will be sad.

"That's it, I'll take a look at it!"

At this time, on the high platform, the head of the Wanqi Gate, Gongye Tu Qing shouted, flew up, landed beside the white-haired old man, pressed his big hand on his shoulder, and said, "You try to condense the supernatural power again!"

"Thank you, senior!"

The white-haired old man was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed his hand, and immediately used the mana of his whole body to condense his magical powers again.

Whew.

In the air, the invisible air surged, and the mana was arranged, combined, and evolved under the control of the old man's divine sense, and the silk wind rolled up, swirling around his body, becoming more and more dense.

At this moment, a trace of mana suddenly exploded, and the condensation of divine power failed instantly.

Gongye slaughtered the gods, and the aftermath of the mana explosion dissipated in an instant.

"Dare to ask your seniors, do you see any problems?"

The white-haired old man asked, his face full of hope, but there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

He had also asked someone to ask the Immortal Giant to take a look at it before, but he didn't see any problems.

I don't know if the head of these ten immortal sects can help him untie the knot?

"Hmm...... It's very strange! The quality and quantity of your mana are the way to condense your supernatural powers, and the front ones are all correct, but at a certain point, your mana directly collapses, and the condensation of supernatural powers fails?

"Nope. This Taoist friend has no illness or disaster, that is, he has condensed his supernatural powers, and at a certain point, his mana will explode. It stands to reason that this fellow Daoist has studied this divine power and entered the demon, and there will never be the slightest mistake!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

The white-haired old man's face instantly turned to ashes, as if the spirit of the whole person had been sucked away and hollowed out, and two lines of hot tears couldn't help but gush out.

The Ten Great Immortal Sects, the Five Great Palm Sect Supremes, with their almost immortal realm, they can't see it with their eyesight, can they still help him untie the knot in this world?

"Does the old man really want to die with hatred and die without turning a blind eye?" At this time, the white-haired old man looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, bowed to the Five Great Palm Sects, and then floated down Sendai and walked towards the exit.

He had forgotten that he could fly.

The bleak and desperate, helpless and lonely back, like the walking dead.

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart!

At this moment, tens of millions of people were watching him, and their hearts were related, and grief instantly shrouded the audience.

"Wait!"

At that moment, a deep cry rang out, breaking the silence.

Everyone followed the sound and found that the person who spoke was actually Han Chao!

"This fellow Daoist is slow, I think, I know the crux of the problem!" Han Chao stood on top of Sendai, holding the Yin and Yang Fan of Creation, and the corners of his mouth showed a confident smile.

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar, but most of them instantly questioned and scolded:

"Hmph! I really don't know how thick the sky is! I can't even see the five major master sects, what are you pretending to be a mere supernatural star master?"

"That's right, could it be that you, a boy from the Mana Realm, are even more powerful than the Immortal Giant?"

"This person is really doing everything to make a name for himself! This old man has obviously fallen from hope to despair, and he gives the old man a glimmer of hope, and if he can't untie the knot in the old man's heart, won't it make the old man completely desperate?"

"Yes, yes! This white-haired old man may lose his heart in an instant, or he may die violently on the spot!

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe it! If this kid sees it, Lao Tzu will eat a hundred catties of feces!"

......

"Han Chao, do you really see it? If you speculate randomly, the deity advises you not to say it, otherwise, it will be a pastime for this white-haired Taoist friend!"

Beside him, Gongye Tu turned his head and said lightly.

In the voice, there is endless majesty.

On the high platform, the eyes of the Linglong Immortal Venerable, the empty old monk, and the gray-robed Taoist all fell on Gu Sanyu's face, with a strange expression.

"The deity really didn't see it, and he didn't transmit the sound to that kid!" Gu Sanyu felt his gaze and shook his head indifferently.

At this moment, the three Linglong Immortal Venerables were surprised.

Although they didn't know much about Gu Sanyu, they only knew that he had cultivated the "Three Lives and Three Worlds Becoming Immortals", and now he had reached the advanced realm of turning stones into gold and turning water into oil, and they didn't even know his real name in the third life.

However, the three of them all know one thing, Gu Sanyu is a person who disdains lying!

At the moment when Han Chao exited, they instantly suspected that Gu Sanyu saw the problem, and deliberately transmitted the message to Han Chao to solve the problem and greatly increase the face of the Wanzhen Immortal Sect.

Now, it seems that this is not the case!

So, their eyes fell on Han Chao again. Could it be that he really saw the problem?

"Han Daoyou, I know you are kind, but the old man has already extinguished this thought at this time. The magic power of flowing crisp breeze, if you can't cultivate, you can't cultivate, it's just a magical power. ”

At this time, the white-haired old man under Sendai turned around when he heard this, arched his hand with a forced smile, and said. However, the thick unwillingness in his voice can be heard by everyone.

The crisp breeze has become his obsession, the knot in his heart that has plagued him all his life, the magic barrier!

If he can't solve it, he may become depressed and vomit blood and die after he returns.

Seeing this white-haired old man in such pain, there were bursts of scolding from the audience in all directions, all of them scolding Han Chao for not knowing what to do and being arrogant and conceited.

"Huh!"

Even though Qianfu pointed out, Han Chao was still calm, shook the treasure fan lightly, and spit out a sentence, "Fellow Daoist, the reason why you can't condense your supernatural powers is because you are sick!"

Wow!

This remark was amazing, adding fuel to the fire, and the crowd exploded directly, and I don't know how many people either sneered, or scolded angrily, or scolded Han Chao fiercely, 'You are sick'.

Even, everyone's anger was implicated in the rest of the Wanzhen Immortal Sect, and they were also scolded bloody.

Qi Zishi, Ka Sidai and the others frowned, their expressions were solemn, and their bodies were tense.

There are tens of millions of people in this school's martial arts field, most of them are casual cultivators, low-level supernatural star masters, but there are also high-level supernatural star masters, and even immortal giants.

Their eyes were projected, with ** naked hostility, like knives and swords, like thousands of mountains, which made them uncomfortable, and they had to use their mana to resist. They stood aside, and the coercion was so terrifying.

It is conceivable how much pressure Han Chao was under standing at the center of the storm, being pointed out by tens of millions of people and denouncing in unison.

However, he was calm and composed, and arched his hand towards the white-haired old man before he spoke slowly:

"When I was a child, I had a whimsical idea. That's what you and I see, but it's the same? In my eyes, men, women, birds, animals, words, food, flowers, everything between heaven and earth, this is what it is. In the eyes of others, it is a completely different look!"

"However, when I was talking to others, the 'Heavenly Dao' transformed everything in my world into a corresponding expression in the world in the eyes of others. So, even though we see the same thing that is 'different', we can still communicate normally. It's just that we don't know it, and we can never detect it!"

Speaking of this, he looked emotional, his eyes scanned the four directions of heaven and earth, and chuckled, "For example, this Haori in the sky is square and blue in my eyes, but in your eyes, it is round and red! But when I talked to you about Haori, the way of heaven transformed what I said, the square and pure blue Haori, into a round red sun, and fell into your ears. ”

After saying this, I don't know how many people sneered again:

"Ridiculous!"

"I don't know what to do!"

"Isn't this Han Chao stupid, right? Or is he talking nonsense to avoid not being able to get off the stage?"

However, the five major masters all fell into an eerie silence, as if in deep thought.

"Uh...... The old man is stupid, and he asks Daoist friends to speak clearly!" The white-haired old man was confused, hesitated, and asked.

"Hehe! The previous remarks are about the reality of the world, but about the philosophical discussion, which is too profound and obscure, and you don't have to think about it. ”

Han Chao returned the salute and returned the topic, "The failure of Taoist friendship cohesion is actually because you are sick. This kind of disease will not harm your body, but will only affect the world you observe! In the Danshen Pavilion, there is a medical codex, which must record a strange disease, called 'color blindness'. When the sick person is sick, the colors are confused, the red is seen as green, and the green is seen as red. ”

"But the old man didn't suffer from this color blindness, did he? For more than a hundred years, the old man has never encountered anything other different from ordinary people?"

The white-haired old man was shocked and spoke.

"Then it's time to test it well!" Han Chaozhizhu was in his hand, raised his hand and brushed out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said with a smile, "I'm tired of drawing a straight line on the paper." ”

"Well, okay! The old man will trust you again!"

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, took a deep breath, picked up the wolf's hair, dipped it in ink, and slashed it with his big hand.

Swish.

Immediately, a stroke of ink appeared on the paper, extremely straight.

Seeing this scene, tens of millions of people coaxed, made false noises, and rushed to Han Chao like a tide, and the most scolded was the four words 'so tricky and false'.

Next, ask you to draw triangles, quadrilaterals, and pentagons on paper...... Keep drawing until I shout stop!"

Han Chao laughed gently, as if he hadn't heard the taunts.

This time Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change color, so that the white-haired old man glanced at it, nodded, and continued to paint on the paper.

So, one by one the figures were depicted on the paper, and tens of thousands of them were drawn, and when the white paper was half a person high, Han Chao shouted to stop.

"It seems that Daoyou has no problem in this regard. He pondered for a while before he said to the Quartet, "Which Taoist friend has the "Painting of the Holy Paintings" of the Confucian and Taoist Holy Gate, please borrow one!"

At this time, the crowd was infected by Han Chao's serious attitude, and there were only a few sporadic words of ridicule, seeing that he didn't look like a fake, someone casually took out a crystal book and landed on Sendai.

"Thank you!"

Han Chao grabbed the crystal book, directly turned the last page, pointed to the 'Ten Thousand Birds and Phoenix Picture' on the top and said, "Fellow Daoist, now, please draw this picture." ”

"Good!"

The white-haired old man was also ruthless, grabbed the crystal book, and the scene was depicted.