The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The old man suddenly understood the identity of the boy in front of him.

Only the way of heaven can affect the aura of heaven and earth at will, following the rules of the way.

The young man brushed his long hair on his forehead and nodded lightly: "Yes, but not."

"What do you mean?" The old man frowned.

With his hands behind his back, the young man started to walk slowly, relaxed like an old lady who had a full meal and went out for a walk.

"I am just an incarnation of the Dao of Heaven. I am impartial and selfless, and I am in charge of the rewards of good and evil in the world."

The young man thought for a while, and continued: "In your world, you usually call this kind of person Master Qingtian."

The boy looked at the girl and said with a friendly smile, "Little girl has been outside for so long, it's time to go home with me."

The girl's body couldn't help shaking, and subconsciously hid beside the old Taoist.

From beginning to end, the boy was gentle and helpful, and he didn't show any malice towards them.

"Master Qingtian?" The old man sneered, pointing to the dead body on the ground and said, "Master Qingtian, did you just kill people at will like this?"

Facing the old man's questioning, the young man shook his head lightly, still with a gentle smile on his face.

"They are all, um, how should I put it? In your words, they are heinous people who deserve to die."

"Good and evil are rewarded, isn't that what you most want to see?"

The old man suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation, it seemed that what the young man said was not wrong.

The boy nodded lightly: "You also think I'm right, don't you?"

The old man wanted to nod involuntarily, but suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and said, "You are affecting my state of mind."

The boy shrugged, walked towards the three of them, and muttered, "I'm just saying the right thing."

The old man stretched out his hand to protect the two little guys behind him.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound above the sky, and countless black clouds gathered above the head.

Following the boy's steps, countless thick blue thunder snakes crashed down.

The whole world was shaking non-stop.

"The way of heaven has been weak for a long time and needs to be reorganized. After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth recovers, this matter has become urgent."

"The heavens sent the body of the glazed glass into the human world, and only waited for it to complement the heavens when it grew up. Now is the time.

The boy walked up to the three of them and held out his hand to the girl.

"It's time to go home, you should complete your mission." The boy said with a smile.

The little Taoist stopped the girl. Although his whole body was shaking, he still had no intention of retreating.

"What complements the way of heaven, she is a little girl, can she do such a big thing? Are you joking?"

The little Taoist's voice trembled a little.

The boy shook his head and said, "You are still young, so you may not understand, let me put it another way."

"Isn't there something called a computer in your world?"

"If this world is compared to a computer, then Tiandao is the program that runs the computer, and now there is a problem with this program, and a patch is needed to fix this problem, and she is the patch."

"So you should understand."

Before the little Taoist priest entered Wudang, he was a teenager addicted to the Internet, so he naturally understood what the teenager said.

The little Taoist turned to look at the girl, his eyes full of puzzlement, such a good girl, how did she become a patch?

The girl looked at the boy, shook her head fiercely, and tightly held the small golden horn in her hand.

The young man looked at the small horn with great interest: "This thing is very special, it can hide you, even I can't find it, it's really interesting."

The aura around the old Taoist gushed out wildly, the black and white auras divided the world.

"If you are really heavenly, it's not good to embarrass a little girl."

The old man opened his posture solemnly.

The young man smiled: "The meaning of her existence is to complete the way of heaven and make this world more stable. These little guys don't understand, you should understand."

The old man looked back at the girl, who was full of panic and fear.

The old man said firmly: "I understand what you said, but she is just a little girl."

The boy sighed helplessly, his eyes full of sympathy.

"Everyone in the world is like this, unable to tell right from wrong."

As the boy said, golden chains stretched out from the air.

Mysterious runes are inscribed on the iron chain one by one.

For a moment, the sky and the earth shook, and the avenue roared.

"Avenue Chains."

The face of the old Taoist changed, and the black and white colors in the air merged extremely quickly, turning into a huge Tai Chi pattern.

But this majestic Tai Chi pattern was easily smashed into pieces by the avenue chains in the air.

The blood spurted from the mouth of the old Taoist, and his whole body became sluggish in an instant.

The boy gently raised his hand, and a small tornado suddenly appeared under the girl.

The little Taoist couldn't hold the girl, and the tornado took the girl into the air.

"Let her go."

A wooden sword appeared in the little Taoist's hand, and he slashed at the young man frantically.

The young man glanced at the little Taoist priest lightly, and the little Taoist priest's body suddenly burned crazily.

The shrill scream resounded throughout the world.

The girl watched all this in the tornado, tears welling up.

"Qingfeng." The old Taoist's eyes were about to split open: "You are the Dao of Heaven, but you kill innocent people indiscriminately. What is the difference between you and a beast?"

The old Taoist's beard and hair were all stretched out, and his violent breath bulged his clothes.

The young man still had that gentle look: "You monks are going against the sky. Killing or not killing is just a matter of my thoughts."

A series of golden chains stretched to the old Taoist, and the roaring rules of the avenue around him tightly imprisoned the old Taoist.

In front of this so-called way of heaven, everything seems a little ridiculous.

Seeing that the golden chain was about to wrap around the old Taoist, a monstrous devilish energy suddenly rushed out obliquely.

This demonic energy hit the chain violently.

The golden chain paused slightly, and the next moment, it shattered the devilish energy.

Taking advantage of this momentary gap, a group of people suddenly appeared and rescued the old man.

"Master Zhang, are you alright?"

"Captain Xu."

The old Taoist shook his head, looked sadly at the little Taoist priest who had been burned to ashes, and burst into tears.

This team of people is exactly Xu Jianjun and others.

"Let's get out of here first."

Xu Jianjun looked at the dense golden chains around him, made a decisive decision, and was about to leave with his back on his back.

However, before he could move, the whole ground began to tremble.

The hard earth, at this moment, is actually rolling like boiling water.

Everyone couldn't stand and was overturned to the ground.

At the same time, those golden chains twisted towards everyone at a very high speed.

Everything happened so fast and so suddenly that everyone didn't even realize what happened.

At this moment, a desolate and melodious horn sounded.

Golden ripples rippled out from the tornado in the sky.

Gone