Chapter 2313
It was an old man with white hair and beard. He was wearing a Taoist robe. His face was as ruddy as a baby. He looked immortal and had a ethereal and dusty temperament.
In particular, his eyes, vicissitudes, ancient, wise and profound, seem to see through the long river of years and the world of mortals, with a great sense of freedom.
He came from chaos. His original figure was still unreal, but when he came to Lingxiao, it was like crossing endless time and space and becoming real.
"Who are you?"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed, staring at the old man in front of him.
He didn't feel the slightest bit of cultivation from the old man, but the old man gave him the feeling that it was unfathomable, as if it was the endless chaotic sea that made people palpitate.
"Who am I? This is really a long-standing question. The young man who asked me this question last time seemed to be called Di Zhuan!"
The old man with white beard and hair smiled and looked very kind.
"Emperor Zhuan?!"
Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
He once talked with Zhao Ritian and knew that the real name of the Heavenly Emperor was Emperor Zhuan!
The old man with white hair and beard called the emperor of heaven a young man. Did he meet the emperor of heaven at the end of the last demon era?
So, the origin of the old man is terrible!
"Senior, Emperor Zhuan is the Heavenly Emperor of our human race. Did you see his majesty at the last heavenly election? Who is he?"
Lingxiao bowed to the old man.
He didn't feel the slightest hostility from the old man, but there was a very close breath, which made him more and more curious about the old man's origin.
"That's right! Emperor Zhuan was indeed the son of the last heavenly election. I didn't expect that the boy would be so amazing in the end. He not only became a generation of Heavenly Emperor of the Terran, but also could really sweep the heavens and create an era of the Terran! He is indeed the most amazing person I have seen in countless ages!"
The old man smiled and said with some emotion.
"As for who I am, can't you guess?"
Boom!
As soon as the old man's voice fell, a vast and majestic Tao rhyme suddenly filled his body, making the chaotic sea everywhere tremble violently. The lines of Tao rules diffuse out, as if they could connect the heavens, together with the world, mysterious and unpredictable.
"This is... This is the breath of heaven? Are you..."
Lingxiao's whole body was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible shock.
From the old man, he felt the breath of three thousand Avenue, and exuded the power of the origin of the world. Facing the old man, Lingxiao was like facing heaven and earth and the world of the heavens.
Is this old man the supreme way of heaven in the world of heaven?!
This idea shocked Lingxiao and even felt crazy, but it was a very real feeling.
"Yes! I am the way of heaven. To be exact, I am the spirit of the way of heaven and the embodiment of the way of heaven. Only when the era catastrophe is about to appear and heaven and earth are about to be destroyed and reborn, can I wake up from my deep sleep!"
The old man smiled.
Boom!
He slowly stretched out his arm, five fingers swayed slightly, and suddenly a rune rose, and a chaotic light exploded directly, opening up an ancient world and giving birth to countless creatures.
When he grasped the palm of his hand, the world suddenly collapsed and returned to chaos.
Behind the old man, Lingxiao can see that in the chaotic light, ancient worlds emerge. Infinite worlds are born and die, but the old man exudes an eternal breath.
Almost instantly, Lingxiao believed it!
The old man was able to control three thousand roads and chaos at will. The vast source breath was magnificent and endless. Lingxiao felt that even the great emperor was inferior in front of the old man.
This old man is not the way of heaven. Who will be the way of heaven?
"Tiandao old man? I thought Tiandao was a regular order without entity. I didn't expect that Tiandao could be incarnated as a person. It seems that the younger generation is really watching the sky!"
Lingxiao said with some emotion.
From the old man of Tiandao in front of him, he felt a breath of homology, and almost instantly understood the meaning of the son of Tianxuan.
The so-called son selected by heaven is the person selected by heaven. Only when he is blessed with the luck of heaven and has the nature given by heaven can he make bold progress and forge ahead on the next road of martial arts!
His heavenly luck should come from the old man in front of him. Even chaotic energy is given by the old man in heaven. Otherwise, Lingxiao is not so easy to become holy in flesh.
"Everything has spirit, plants, mountains and stones have spirit, and why can't there be spirit in the way of heaven? Lingxiao, you can come here not only because I chose you, but also because of your talent, which is far superior to others, otherwise you can't become the son of heaven!"
The old man said with an indifferent smile.
"Tiandao old man, since you are the Tiandao of all worlds, why are you here? Is there something I need to do?"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed and bowed.
"You don't have to test me. I don't mean any harm to you! Since I am the way of heaven, nature knows everything and can do everything! Of course, I have my mission here and am waiting for you!"
Old man Tiandao looked at Lingxiao with a deep look, as if he had seen through Lingxiao at a glance.
"Waiting for me?"
Lingxiao asked with some doubt.
"That's right! Do you know the origin of the heavenly election?"
The old man nodded.
"I don't know!"
Lingxiao shook his head.
"The heavenly election conference only appeared at the end of the era, in order to maintain the order of the world of heaven, select people with extraordinary talents from hundreds of millions of races, and give them luck, so that they can lead one race to prosperity and create an era of innovation. This is the origin of the son of heavenly election! And you are the 108th son of heavenly election!"
The old man of heaven said slowly, with a ethereal voice.
"108? Has this world gone through 108 eras?"
Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and he was also greatly shocked by the secrets of heaven told by the old population of Tiandao.
An era often lasts for hundreds of millions of years. I don't know how many powerful races, how many peerless characters and how many prosperous civilizations have been born.
An era is long enough to make people forget what happened in the previous era.
In particular, his eyes, vicissitudes, ancient, wise and profound, seem to see through the long river of years and the world of mortals, with a great sense of freedom.
He came from chaos. His original figure was still unreal, but when he came to Lingxiao, it was like crossing endless time and space and becoming real.
"Who are you?"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed, staring at the old man in front of him.
He didn't feel the slightest bit of cultivation from the old man, but the old man gave him the feeling that it was unfathomable, as if it was the endless chaotic sea that made people palpitate.
"Who am I? This is really a long-standing question. The young man who asked me this question last time seemed to be called Di Zhuan!"
The old man with white beard and hair smiled and looked very kind.
"Emperor Zhuan?!"
Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible look.
He once talked with Zhao Ritian and knew that the real name of the Heavenly Emperor was Emperor Zhuan!
The old man with white hair and beard called the emperor of heaven a young man. Did he meet the emperor of heaven at the end of the last demon era?
So, the origin of the old man is terrible!
"Senior, Emperor Zhuan is the Heavenly Emperor of our human race. Did you see his majesty at the last heavenly election? Who is he?"
Lingxiao bowed to the old man.
He didn't feel the slightest hostility from the old man, but there was a very close breath, which made him more and more curious about the old man's origin.
"That's right! Emperor Zhuan was indeed the son of the last heavenly election. I didn't expect that the boy would be so amazing in the end. He not only became a generation of Heavenly Emperor of the Terran, but also could really sweep the heavens and create an era of the Terran! He is indeed the most amazing person I have seen in countless ages!"
The old man smiled and said with some emotion.
"As for who I am, can't you guess?"
Boom!
As soon as the old man's voice fell, a vast and majestic Tao rhyme suddenly filled his body, making the chaotic sea everywhere tremble violently. The lines of Tao rules diffuse out, as if they could connect the heavens, together with the world, mysterious and unpredictable.
"This is... This is the breath of heaven? Are you..."
Lingxiao's whole body was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible shock.
From the old man, he felt the breath of three thousand Avenue, and exuded the power of the origin of the world. Facing the old man, Lingxiao was like facing heaven and earth and the world of the heavens.
Is this old man the supreme way of heaven in the world of heaven?!
This idea shocked Lingxiao and even felt crazy, but it was a very real feeling.
"Yes! I am the way of heaven. To be exact, I am the spirit of the way of heaven and the embodiment of the way of heaven. Only when the era catastrophe is about to appear and heaven and earth are about to be destroyed and reborn, can I wake up from my deep sleep!"
The old man smiled.
Boom!
He slowly stretched out his arm, five fingers swayed slightly, and suddenly a rune rose, and a chaotic light exploded directly, opening up an ancient world and giving birth to countless creatures.
When he grasped the palm of his hand, the world suddenly collapsed and returned to chaos.
Behind the old man, Lingxiao can see that in the chaotic light, ancient worlds emerge. Infinite worlds are born and die, but the old man exudes an eternal breath.
Almost instantly, Lingxiao believed it!
The old man was able to control three thousand roads and chaos at will. The vast source breath was magnificent and endless. Lingxiao felt that even the great emperor was inferior in front of the old man.
This old man is not the way of heaven. Who will be the way of heaven?
"Tiandao old man? I thought Tiandao was a regular order without entity. I didn't expect that Tiandao could be incarnated as a person. It seems that the younger generation is really watching the sky!"
Lingxiao said with some emotion.
From the old man of Tiandao in front of him, he felt a breath of homology, and almost instantly understood the meaning of the son of Tianxuan.
The so-called son selected by heaven is the person selected by heaven. Only when he is blessed with the luck of heaven and has the nature given by heaven can he make bold progress and forge ahead on the next road of martial arts!
His heavenly luck should come from the old man in front of him. Even chaotic energy is given by the old man in heaven. Otherwise, Lingxiao is not so easy to become holy in flesh.
"Everything has spirit, plants, mountains and stones have spirit, and why can't there be spirit in the way of heaven? Lingxiao, you can come here not only because I chose you, but also because of your talent, which is far superior to others, otherwise you can't become the son of heaven!"
The old man said with an indifferent smile.
"Tiandao old man, since you are the Tiandao of all worlds, why are you here? Is there something I need to do?"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed and bowed.
"You don't have to test me. I don't mean any harm to you! Since I am the way of heaven, nature knows everything and can do everything! Of course, I have my mission here and am waiting for you!"
Old man Tiandao looked at Lingxiao with a deep look, as if he had seen through Lingxiao at a glance.
"Waiting for me?"
Lingxiao asked with some doubt.
"That's right! Do you know the origin of the heavenly election?"
The old man nodded.
"I don't know!"
Lingxiao shook his head.
"The heavenly election conference only appeared at the end of the era, in order to maintain the order of the world of heaven, select people with extraordinary talents from hundreds of millions of races, and give them luck, so that they can lead one race to prosperity and create an era of innovation. This is the origin of the son of heavenly election! And you are the 108th son of heavenly election!"
The old man of heaven said slowly, with a ethereal voice.
"108? Has this world gone through 108 eras?"
Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and he was also greatly shocked by the secrets of heaven told by the old population of Tiandao.
An era often lasts for hundreds of millions of years. I don't know how many powerful races, how many peerless characters and how many prosperous civilizations have been born.
An era is long enough to make people forget what happened in the previous era.
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