life and death deed

Chapter 1699: Divided into three parts
Is it because the world's structure has changed drastically and Xia Gu is no longer the overlord of the Five Kingdoms?

No, I think this is definitely not what the crazy old man meant.

After this battle, everything in the world will change. The real reason that makes the crazy old man return the power of his bloodline to his master is probably still an ancient drama!
The crazy old man has lived for so long, and he obviously has predictions about the trend of the world. If the sky takes his life, this is much more terrifying than any catastrophe between humans and beasts.

Of course, it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with the fall of the ancient Xia Kingdom. The appearance of the crazy old man is more or less related to my killing Chen Tianyun and conquering Xiadu.

But these can only be regarded as leads.

At this point, I finally understand why the ancient monk didn't let me kill Chen Tianyun.

Whether he kills Chen Tianyun or forces his soul to leave the master's body, the crazy old man will reappear and return the power of his blood to the master to resurrect him.

The ancient monk was most likely the one who cut the master into three parts. How could he see the master resurrected?

As for why the ancient monk didn't kill the crazy old man so that the master's bloodline power could completely disappear, it's not hard to guess. The crazy old man himself is actually not very strong, and all his power comes from the realm of dragon transformation. With the power of the leader, he himself could not threaten the ancient monk, and the ancient monk had no reason to kill him.

Thousands of years later, the ancient monk is the most typical hypocrite. Before doing anything, he always has to find a reason for himself, a high-sounding reason.

At this time, I remembered another thing, something related to myself.

I asked the crazy old man aloud: "Why did you say I would die?"

Before, when he was still showing off his madness, he said that if I don't leave here, I will die. I still don't understand how I will die. Whether I will die because I cannot resist Chen Tianyun, die at the hands of Chen Tianyun, or die at the hands of the ancient monk. Or will he die in the hands of ancient opera?

The crazy old man smiled and replied: "When the master is resurrected, it will be your death!"

"What?" I was taken aback.

The crazy old man continued: "There cannot be two masters in this world! He is the master, and you are also the master! You are not from this world! The master of our world is stronger, and your luck cannot compete with him!"

I froze in place.

It is still unclear whether I am a human master, but deep in my soul, there is indeed a human master.

It can be said that my community of three religions has always been my biggest secret. In addition to Jin Chanzi and Yin Lord, there is also a terrifying existence holding an imperial treasure, a map of mountains, rivers and the country.

If nothing else, the person the crazy old man is referring to right now is him!

The crazy old man continued to laugh.

At this moment, his body began to gradually turn into nothingness.Starting from his feet, like a countdown to his life, it gradually turned into powder and began to dissipate.

The power of the human master in the realm of transforming into a dragon is the source that has supported his life for thousands of years. Now, these human master powers have been transformed into the power of blood and returned to the human master, and his life has also come to an end.

And as his body disappeared, the purple dragon pattern in my soul also began to disappear.

This thing should be a mark planted on me by the crazy old man, a mark that can determine my location and detect my status at any time.

Now that his power has disappeared and his life has come to an end, this pattern has naturally begun to disappear.

But just when he was about to disappear completely in this world, the crazy old man left his last words.

"Preserving the blood of the Lord is my only mission. I have returned the blood to the Lord. Whether he can be resurrected in the end is yours to choose. You can choose not to hand over your soul and fight against the general trend alone. You can also choose Returning the soul to this body bears the possibility of being deprived of luck."

After saying this last word, the crazy old man died completely.

With most of the Lord's bloodline, and having controlled the power of the Dragon Transformation Realm Lord for thousands of years, this crazy old man who was nameless from beginning to end died completely in the palace of the summer capital.

In the Xia Capital Palace, which coexists with splendor and dilapidation, only I am left standing, and the sitting body of the master.

In other words, the human master ten thousand years later and the human master ten thousand years ago...

Although the crazy old man left, he left me with a huge problem.

Resurrection of the Lord?

Or should I ignore it and let the master of this long-ago era continue to sleep?
If the crazy old man just now didn't say that last sentence and forced me to resurrect the human master, I might refuse. Or if he didn't tell me that two human masters can't coexist and directly asked me to resurrect the human master, I might be confused. He vaguely released the soul in the green bead and resurrected the master.

But he said the last word and gave me the right to choose, putting me in a situation where I couldn't make a choice.

But soon, I suddenly smiled.

Resurrection of the Lord?
resurrection!Of course resurrection!
Heaven wants to take your life, but I can’t do it alone!The human master in front of him is the supreme master of the human race in this world. He has the right and the obligation to lead this world to resist the sky!
If I don't resurrect him, what's the difference between me and that sanctimonious ancient monk?
In addition, I thought about the two rays of imperial power from before. Maybe I can find some information about the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map from this owner.

As for the inability of the two protagonists to coexist...

My thoughts surged with confidence at this moment. How did the crazy old man know that my luck could not compete with the master in front of me?Rather than him being unable to compete with me?
The great power of human religion in my body, holding the map of emperors, mountains, rivers, and the country in his hands, stands proudly above thousands of living beings, and is not inferior to the human masters of this world at all!

(End of this chapter)