Chapter 821 The important things lost
Boom!
The moment the origin of the Broken World was destroyed, the Three Realms were shaking!
Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time, as if a rip had been cut in the curtain covering the sky. In the dark abyss, a scarlet luster loomed, accompanied by continuous flashes of white light.
A sound like thunder came from the crack, like a drumstick hitting the hearts of the viewers.
The crack was not big, but it could make the Three Realms and people in every corner clearly visible.
It seemed to be the prelude to the end of the world and a warning before annihilation.
"Master Ghost Lord, this is..." In the Netherworld Ghost Realm, Zhao Wenhe looked at the crack with an extremely solemn expression. He knew that the other side of the crack was the world of those strange existences.
There was an endless abyss of terror.
However, that world has always been separated from the Three Realms. Why did it appear now?
He felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
The Ghost Lord raised his eyes, and a trace of solemnity flashed across his dark and deep eyes.
In the Hongmeng Immortal Realm, since Senior Xuanyi left the Broken Realm and returned to this world, he resumed his status as the Emperor of Heaven, led his former subordinates, cleared out the gods and demons who surrendered to the enemy, and killed the immortal monsters.
Since Tiantong and others were planning the ghost world and wanted to rescue the sealed heavenly soul, the high-end terrifying combat power left the immortal world, which also made it possible for the Emperor of Heaven and others to clear obstacles with great momentum.
Today's Hongmeng Immortal Realm is like the Netherworld Ghost Realm, expelling all the immortal monsters.
They just got a chance to breathe, to regroup and rebuild the Heavenly Court, but such a change happened again!
The immortal body of the City God looked at the crack, frowning: "Lord Emperor of Heaven, is this crack..."
Xuanyi looked at the other end of the crack, and after a long time, he closed his eyes and sighed: "Good friend, have a good journey, your sacrifice will not be in vain."
In the imperial study of Fengtian City, the Xuanyuan Sword of God Slashing in the scroll kept making sword sounds, as if it wanted to sweep out and cut towards the broken world.
At the same time, in the Dragon Hall, the eight golden dragons on the dragon pillars seemed to have sensed something, and they all broke through the sky and circled over Fengtian City.
They did not bar their fangs and claws, nor roar ferociously, but only uttered a low and shallow dragon roar, as if crying.
When Emperor Ming saw this scene, he felt extremely heavy for no reason.
At this moment, Eunuch Li came running in, looking anxious: "Your Majesty."
"Why are you so flustered?" Emperor Ming's tone was a little harsh, because he was in a bad mood at the moment.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the tablets of the emperors of all generations in the ancestral temple, for some reason, all fell down.
The tablets of the founding ancestors even... even cracked a hole."
"What?!"
The people in Fengtian City, the demon slayers in the Demon Slayer Division, and the soldiers guarding the four regions.
At the moment when the sky fission appeared, for some reason, it seemed that a piece of my heart was missing.
A soldier who had defended the border for more than ten years and returned triumphantly suddenly burst into tears. A little girl beside him asked curiously: "Daddy, daddy, why are you crying?"
The old general covered his chest and tried to wipe away his tears, but he couldn't wipe them away.
"Daddy doesn't know why, but I just feel uncomfortable."
And such a scene is happening all over Daqian.
The Si Ming of the four domains didn't care about the fissioning sky, and looked towards the direction of Fengtian City.
The Zhenshen Si Yu beside the Jiuqu River kept drinking, and the wine pot next to him was empty one bottle after another.
Boom!
The dark clouds rolled, and heavy rain fell from the sky, as if even the sky was crying.
Qin Feng pushed open the window of Taiping Academy, looking at the broken world behind the crack, and the whole person froze in place.
His body trembled, and his heart seemed to be missing a piece. He felt that he had lost something very important.
A student suddenly asked, "Master Qin, why are you crying?"
"I, am crying?" Qin Feng raised his hand and stroked his cheek, his palm wet with tears.
The figure of Tianjian National Master flashed through his mind. He seemed to have guessed something. He jumped and rushed towards the direction of Haowen Academy regardless of the violent storm outside.
No matter how the students behind him shouted, he was unaware.
Under the Dengtian Tower, the disciples of Tianjian National Master gathered, and even Ya'an came here.
Yu Luosi Jiamian received the order of Emperor Ming to come here to meet Tianjian National Master.
But all of them were blocked by an invisible barrier in the first floor attic.
You know, during this period of time, except for Qin Feng who went up to meet Tianjian National Master, the others have not gone up for a long time.
The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qin Feng, who was completely wet, falling from the sky.
How anxious was he that he even forgot to take shelter from the rain. Ya'an opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not speak, and turned into a sigh.
"Teacher, teacher he." Qin Feng looked at the people around him, wanting an answer.
As the eldest brother, Shen Li shook his head: "We were blocked by the barrier and had not had time to go up."
As soon as the voice fell, the barrier that had blocked everyone for a long time slowly opened.
A familiar voice came from the attic: "Come up."
Everyone looked at each other, and then climbed to the top of the Dengtian Building together.
It was still the figure in white clothes and white hair, standing by the railing, stretching out his palm, looking at the storm in the city.
Just like thousands of years, it seems that it has never changed.
"What's the matter?" Tianjian Guoshi slowly turned sideways, and the familiar face was imprinted in everyone's eyes.
When Shen Li and others saw this, they couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but they felt something was wrong.
It's obviously a familiar voice, it's obviously a familiar face, but why does it seem a little strange at this moment?
"Disciple and others. It's just that I haven't seen the teacher for many days and I miss him a little."
"Now that we have seen it, you can retreat." Tianjian Imperial Master said calmly.
Prison Luosijia stared at it intently for a while, then bowed and retreated.
Shen Li and others also looked at each other and left the top floor.
Only Qin Feng stood there motionless.
When only Qin Feng and the man in white were left, he clenched his fists and asked with difficulty: "Teacher, where is the teacher?"
This sentence surprised the "Tianjian Imperial Master". He turned around, walked to the middle of the lobby, sat down slowly, and replied softly: "He is right, you are indeed different.
This last year that he sacrificed his life for may really bring about a last chance. "
Looking up to see Qin Feng's shocked and dazed expression, the "Tianjian Imperial Master" spoke again: "He destroyed his life star and shattered the origin of the world in that world.
The immortal monster can no longer use its magical powers as it pleases, and naturally has no energy to make a final invasion of the world.
And in this year, you have to..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qin Feng. He held up the collar of Bai Yi and said angrily: "Why can you replace me? Are you worthy?!"
Having dealt with Zangtian many times, he naturally understood that the impostor in front of him was the last clone of the teacher who transformed into three pure beings. He was also the leader of Zangtian and the culprit who brought several disasters to this world.
"Tianjian Guoshi" didn't agree with this and said calmly: "You can take action. With my current strength, I am not your enemy with one move.
You can even reveal the truth about his death and tell it to the world, making him famous throughout history and praised by thousands of people.
Even if this move will destabilize the morale of the military and make people panic."
To make people think that Tianjian Imperial Master is still there and to make people's hearts linger, this is the purpose of the teacher. Even if a person dies alone, even if no one carves an epitaph for him, he will not hesitate. Qin Feng let go of his hand, Tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"So, what do I do?"
He would never let his teacher's death be in vain.
The peaceful and prosperous age that Master Tianjian wanted to see, let him help realize it.
That is the best epitaph for a teacher.