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"Yes." Zhao Yuan looked indifferent, and asked straight to the point: "Shangxian is going to Honghuang to find the treasure that is about to be born?"

"Hehe, it's just luck, but this time I came out mainly to show Xiaosong some insight. Since the treasure is coveted by countless people, it must be very precious and rare. Normally, this kind of treasure can only be obtained by those who are destined. You can't force it." The old man looked calm, as if he didn't take the treasure to heart.

"What is fate?" Zhao Yuan raised his head, looked at the old man, and asked indifferently.

"Fate is a glass of clear water. On the surface, you picked it up and drank it casually. In fact, you must have such a glass of water in your life. Maybe you can say that my fate is the same without this glass of water. But, fortunately, You've already drank it." The old man's clear eyes shone with wisdom.

"Hehe." Zhao Yuan smiled, noncommittal.

"You don't believe in fate?"

"letter."

"However, your expression tells me that you don't believe me." The old man shook his head.

"Believe it or not, so what the hell! My god, I always want to control the emotions and desires of human beings. Is it possible that these emotions and desires can also be transformed into the power of faith!" Zhao Yuan sneered.

"It seems, little brother, it's not that he doesn't believe in fate, but that he doesn't believe in God. Since little brother doesn't believe in God, why should he cultivate? Cultivation is to pursue the way of heaven!"

"Become stronger!" Zhao Yuan paused every word.

"and then?"

"This..." Zhao Yuan suddenly remembered that when Guo Futou persuaded him to become emperor, he also asked Guo Futou in this tone.

"Actually, I'm not a god, I'm just a human cultivator. As early as thousands of years ago, I understood a truth."

"What's the point?"

"Understood what God is." The old man glanced at the little boy who was happily chopping up large pieces of food at the coffee table, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"What is God?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"You want to know?"

"Yes."

"Hehe, in fact, God is nothing, God, just a mirror in our inner world, when we long for something, whether it needs spirit or material, or encounters a problem, deep in our soul, there will be Trying to solve it with God's fictional thing, so, God, it's what we think in our hearts."

"What about the catastrophe?" Zhao Yuan felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. This principle seems to coincide with human beings' fantasy of gods, and it has the same effect.

"I have practiced for thousands of years, and I have never experienced a catastrophe." The old man smiled.

"Thousands of years..." Zhao Yuan was stunned. He had never seen that human beings could live for thousands of years, even for cultivators. This made Zhao Yuan doubtful, "Impossible!"

"I think, you should have suffered countless catastrophes, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you know why?"

Zhao Yuan didn't ask, but just shook his head.

"There is only one explanation. You hope to obtain more powerful power through God. Then, because of your summoning, Heavenly Tribulation has come!"

"I summoned myself?!" Zhao Yuan's body trembled, and he vaguely felt that what the old man said contained a kind of truth, because every time he had catastrophe, it was during a battle, or Very much looking forward to the promotion time.

"Yes, in fact, even if you don't pass the catastrophe, you can become stronger!"

"Why does the indiscriminate killing of innocent people cause catastrophe?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Even the most evil people want the evil to be punished! Of course, once the evil reaches the level of the gods, there will be no catastrophe. Even if the people are devastated and blood flows like rivers, they will not move, because they are themselves A catastrophe." The old man said.

"Is it a doom?"

"In the future, you will gradually understand." The old man seemed unwilling to discuss this issue in depth.

"It doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. As long as the body and spirit are destroyed, there is no difference between gods and mortals." Zhao Yuan smiled slightly, and the flying sword in his hand flew like clouds and flowing water, and stone chips flew all of a sudden.

It's so murderous!

The old man's mind was concentrated, but the light flying sword of the long-haired young man exuded a murderous aura of thousands of horses and horses. It seemed that this man was not an ordinary cultivator.

The old man naturally didn't know that although Zhao Yuan was a cultivator, he was an out-and-out iron-blooded soldier, a soldier who was born and died on the battlefield. In him, he had some typical military temperament, iron-blooded, decisive, killing cut!

"Brother Zhao, are you sure about that prehistoric treasure?" The old man sensed that the young man seemed to have some unresolved hatred in his heart, so he changed the subject.

"I'm going to save people." Zhao Yuan didn't hide it either. The old man had a sense of openness and integrity, which made him bother to conceal his purpose.

"Save people! Did you get lost in the formation?"

"Shangxian knows?" Zhao Yuan was shocked and said happily.

"Hehe, the prehistoric area is one of the main battlefields of the gods. Apart from the actual hidden treasures, there are also vast killing mechanisms left behind. During these long years, countless cultivators died there. If you It is to save people, presumably those people have been trapped by the organ formation."

"Oh……"

Zhao Yuan immediately looked disappointed. He thought that the old man knew the formation mechanism in the Honghuang area, but listening to the old man's voice, there were so many formation institutions in the Honghuang area that they were too numerous to count.

It seems that it is not easy to find the formation mechanism that traps Fairy Caixia and the others.

Hope they are ok!

Zhao Yuan was harassed by the old man, but his heart was still calm. The flying sword in his hand transformed into light and shadows, and some decorative flowers, birds, insects and fish gradually revealed their appearance under the sharp point of the sword.

Looking at those lifelike patterns, the old man secretly marveled.

Although this long-haired young man couldn't see the depth of his cultivation, he had an extraordinary demeanor in his gestures, and an undeniable majesty in his brows.

What the old man appreciates the most is that this young man has a temperament that is neither humble nor overbearing.

The old man was observing Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yuan was also observing the old man.

This old man appeared in the sea without any magic weapon on his body. It can be seen that he has broken away from the shackles of a cultivator flying with his sword.

A real master disdains flying with a sword.

……

Just as Zhao Yuan was communicating with the old man, the little boy named Xiaosong curled up on the warm sofa and fell asleep after eating and drinking.

The old man did not continue to disturb Zhao Yuan's concentrated work, but visited the huge spaceship.

In addition to the exquisite carving of the spaceship which amazed the old man, the dense array of spaceships also shocked the old man.The old man has deep attainments in the study of formations, and what shocked him was not the power of the formations on the spaceship, but the style of the formations.

In the realm of comprehension, there are also schools of formations. Some sects of cultivation will have some powerful formations. These formations have different styles, such as the well-known Taiyin Qimen formation in the cultivation world, the eight formations, the nine palaces, The Nine Sons and Mother Heavenly Demon Xuanyin Formation, Dutian Lie Fire Immortal Formation, Great Sumeru Pros and Cons Nine Palace Immortal Formation, etc., each has its own mystery.

And the formation on this spaceship covers a wide range of complexity, which can be called unprecedented.

The old man naturally didn't know that Zhao Yuan didn't know anything about the formations. His understanding of the formations mainly came from some magic weapons seized from the earth.

Usually, like the flying sword magic weapon, there are hidden formations. Although these formations are small, their power is extremely terrifying, and their structure is ingenious, not inferior to those large formations.

Although Zhao Yuan carved the spaceship on a whim, it was not aimless, because they were bound to come into contact with those ancient formations when they went to the prehistoric area to find Fairies Caixia. Those ancient formations were caught off guard, at least, in this way, Zhao Yuan had a general understanding of formations.

In fact, Zhao Yuan didn't know that his application of changing the weapon formation was the first in the world of comprehension.

what!

Why didn't these formations start?

The old man suddenly discovered that the spaceship did not fly by formations.

Could it be that the spaceship was really propelled by the young man's aura? !

The old man looked at the long-haired young man who was concentrating on his work in the distance, with a look of horror on his face, because he couldn't even notice that the young man was driving the spaceship.