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"The disciples retreat," many disciples bowed and bent over, and then slowly walked out of the hall.

After everyone had left, the old Dao stood up and walked off the platform step by step.

When he walked over, the thin figure seemed to have an aura of its own.

There is endless power in the old body, which is daunting.

"Old way, just say anything if you have anything, there is no need to circumscribe," Xu Zimo replied.

"I can't say," Old Dao shook his head.

Pointing to the sky with his finger, he replied: "There is a **** who raises his head three feet."

"You believe in heaven?" Xu Zimo sneered.

"I don't believe it, but we are all cultivating under the way of heaven. You have to believe it if you don't believe it," said the old Tao.

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"An old friend, an old friend you forgot," said the old man.

He looked at Xu Zimo carefully.

Said: "You are very similar to him, but I know that you are not him, and you will never be.

He died, but forever.

Returning, it is impossible to be him again. "

"I don't understand what you are saying," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"What era is it now?" Old Tao asked.

"I'm not very clear. I heard others say that the Middle Ages has just passed and it is now a new calendar year," Xu Zimo replied.

Regarding the division of times, Miss Mirror had told him before.

After the Middle Ages passed, the nine fields were divided into the old calendar year and the new calendar year.

"What about before the Middle Ages?" Old Tao continued to ask.

"It's ancient times," Xu Zimo replied.

"How about before ancient times?"

"Ancient, further forward is Taigu."

"It's been so long," Old Dao muttered to himself in a voice that Xu Zimo couldn't hear.

"What's the matter?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You are wrong, the ancient times go forward, not the ancient times, but another era," the old man's eyes were muddy.

Looking forward in a daze, he was silent for a long time and a long time.

Just now he said, "Although that era was short.

But it is extremely bright, and it makes people yearn for.

We call it...Magic Lin. "

When the voice fell, Xu Zimo was stunned.

He felt as if there were many mysteries lingering in his mind for a moment.

"Mo Lin, do these nine realms have also experienced the era of the demons?"

As far as he knows, the demon lord of the previous generation should have died in battle in the last era.

Then the era was destroyed, and this era was reborn in the universe.

But not all the demons have fallen, and many people have survived.

Part of it was sealed in the ancient magic cave.

Another part, like Bymon, fell into a deep sleep.

"Can you tell me in more detail?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You have to pursue this answer yourself. This is hard work and experience." Old Tao said, shaking his head.

"Mo Lin, what kind of era was that?" Xu Zimo asked.

"You can only understand when you have really experienced that era, I can't say," Old Dao shook his head.

"I exist, just want to tell you one thing."

"What?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown.

"Not everyone in this world is your enemy, you can take advantage of it, many like-minded people," said the old Tao.

He slowly took out a list and handed it to Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo picked up the list and glanced briefly.

The names of countless people are densely written on it.

"The Lord of Necromancy in the Nether Realm,

Burning candle

Ghost God Realm Thousand Plagues End.

"What are these?" Xu Zimo asked.

"Anyone available," replied the old way.

"how to use?"

"Then it's up to you," Old Dao smiled.

"Use or reuse?

If you don't finish the road you didn't finish hundreds of millions of years ago, try again, but don't repeat the same mistakes and fail again. "

"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.

"What you see now, everything is an illusion, it doesn't matter who I am," Old Dao shook his head and replied.

"Because these illusions were left by me hundreds of millions of years ago. When you see them, I don't know if I still exist."

"Illusion?" Xu Zimo looked around.

This hall, the white jade stone at the foot, and the entire chaotic cloud stream are so real.

If it was an illusion, even he felt weird, but he didn't find any abnormality.

This old way of setting illusions is a bit too scary.

"Remember, to succeed, not only for yourself or the demons, but also for us," the old Tao said, waving his hand.

When his words fell, Xu Zimo discovered that the void he was in was disappearing little by little.

Starting from Lao Junguan, the two disciples in front of the door, and then down the mountain, the woodcutter carrying the firewood, disappeared little by little.

Until the end, even the old ways began to disappear.

A thought that has existed for hundreds of millions of years.

It was as if a corpse was sealed in a crystal coffin, and one day it was opened and exposed to the air, instantly oxidizing nothing.

When Xu Zimo's gaze turned around again, he found that his figure was still standing in the chaotic cloud.

Behind him is Heishui Lake, there is no gym in front, no woodcutter, and no so-called climbing ladder.

It is a valley full of flowers.

The valley is very large, and from the outside, it is oval.

All kinds of flowers and plants are planted all around.

Cherish the flowers and plants such as Ganoderma lucidum, Zhu Rongzhi, Nie Kongcao, Juechenhua...

Some rare or even lost herbs are also available.

Nine-tailed Solanum Flower, Ancient Deep Sweet, Dragon Heart Nine Leaf Grass, Devil Blood Spirit Fruit Jelly, Rising Immortal Grass, Colorful Moon Orchid...

It is simply countless.

From a very long distance, you can smell the fragrance of flowers.

The overwhelming fragrance of flowers came oncoming.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

Xu Zimo stared at everything in front of him, if it weren't for the densely written names on the paper in his hand.

Everything just now made him feel a little unreal.

He quietly put away the paper.

The flowers of Huagu are blooming, very beautiful.

Fight for freshness and beauty.

Xu Zimo walked into the valley step by step, the area of the valley is very wide.

It wasn't until after walking into the valley that Xu Zimo could see the scene clearly.

This is like a city of flowers.

Flowers can be seen everywhere.

Houses are rising from the ground, and these houses are built with flower vines.

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There are many people living here, they are like primitive people, wearing simple clothes and wearing flower crowns.

When Xu Zimo walked in, a large group of people immediately surrounded him, singing and dancing, singing unintelligible ballads.

From time to time, I sprayed Xu Zimo with petals.

Before long, the crowd was separated, only to see an old woman coming from outside.

He bowed to Xu Zimo and said in an old voice: "Dear guest, welcome to our Baihua Valley."

"Where is Fairy Wanhua?" Xu Zimo asked.

"The mother said, let me take you around the city and see her again," the old woman said.

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