Chapter 649 I Don't Want To

The Myriad Domains of the Starry Sky, the towering peak of the Divine Mountain. Seven stars shone everywhere, and the starlight fell on the man sitting on the throne like a waterfall.

The man was carrying a sword and saber on his back. His eyes were filled with a blazing sun. At this moment, he was looking down at the old man beneath him.

After looking at it for a long time, he finally said, "You set me up."

The white-haired, sackclothed old man lowered his head and replied in an old tone, "How dare you say that? How dare this old man …"

The man with the blazing sun in his eyes glanced at the old man and then stood up.

He walked down the stairs of the throne step by step, and the starlight in the sky actually moved along with him at that time.

"A thousand years of walking and a hundred thousand merits. That's the capital for you to ascend to the Immortal Realm, but in the end, you left him there and gave him to someone else."

"You already knew that the immortals in the sky would do anything to kill you. You also knew that you couldn't resist that endless heavenly tribulation, so the ten heavenly tribulations you resisted weren't your own tribulation at all. It was the tribulation of that sword, right?"

"That's why you plotted this trap a thousand years ago and secretly plotted against me. It seems like you are crossing the tribulation by yourself, but in reality, you are helping others cross the tribulation."

"Sir, you are really good at scheming. Even I was blinded by you."

The man said softly as he paced. Finally, he raised his eyes to look at the old man. Golden light flickered in his narrowed eyes, as if a golden crow was swimming between his eyebrows.

After hearing this, the old man's head was still lowered. He had no intention of raising his head, much less responding to the man.

Seeing this, the man was not annoyed. He continued, "It's just that I'm very curious, how did Sir come up with this idea?"

After saying this, the man paused for a moment before adding, "Or perhaps, who pointed the way for Mr. Ye?"

"In your eyes, what exactly are we?" The old man who lowered his head suddenly spoke after a long silence. His tone was low and carried an indescribable smell.

The man did not seem to have thought that he would be asked this question. He immediately raised his eyebrows and revealed a rare expression.

"Even the antelope in the mountains wouldn't enter the same trap …" The old man didn't seem to have sensed the man's abnormal behavior. He muttered as he slowly raised his head and looked straight at the man's sunny gaze. "We've lost eighteen times. Does Your Excellency think that we're inferior to even a sheep?"

The man was stunned.

He looked into the old man's eyes, looking at the sadness and anger in his eyes. He looked at it like this, and he looked at it for a long time…

Suddenly, he smiled and withdrew his gaze. He stepped onto his golden throne again. Da didn't ask the old man how he could see through all of this. He only whispered after a slight ponder, "You really look like an elder of mine."

At that time, his gaze became somewhat worried, "If you leave that karma in that world, you will not be able to jump out of that world. Even I will not be able to protect you. When the fruit karma in that world shatters, the world will be destroyed, waiting for you."

"I already understood what the Sovereign said. Since this old man has planted this cause, I am naturally prepared to bear the fruit." The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with light, and his tone of voice was almost unquestionable.

The man sighed and said, "You don't understand what you're going to face. Even the True Immortals in the sky are ready to flee. What about you? You still have to jump in hurriedly."

The old man cupped his hands slightly and replied, "This old man is ignorant. I can't learn the method of karma. I only learned a clear conscience."

The man who heard this stared at the old man for a long time. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

Then he waved his hand and said, "You can leave now. Those old fellows of Gui Gu Zi must also know what you left behind in the world. You've messed up their calculations and are probably already on the way to find my theory."

The old man was stunned. After making such a decision, he was already prepared to bear the consequences. However, what he did not expect was that this surveillance person would let him off so easily. He even listened to his words and wanted to block this calamity for him. This was more or less beyond the old man's expectations.

"Let's go. Stay here and wait for me to fight those old fools. You can't hold back. Since you like that place so much, I'll punish you to hide there. At least, their hands can't reach that place yet." The man seemed to have seen through the old man's thoughts as he waved his hand and said.

The old man was immediately shocked. He subconsciously raised his head to look at the man, only to see a faint smile on the man's solemn face. How could he not recognize that the man was punishing him? He was clearly helping him…

But before he could express his doubts, the man seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly stretched out his hand towards the sky and held it in his hand. One of the seven stars above his head turned into a streak of light and fell into his hand. Then he flicked his finger and the starlight flew in front of the old man.

"Bring this to him by the way. This is his stuff…"

…

Southern Wilderness, outside the Sword Mausoleum.

Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at the bizarre scene in front of them.

The white light shone on Wang Yangming's body, and the golden sword qi surged around him. The two interweaved together, giving him a dazzling light.

The figure condensed from the white light looked at Wang Yangming and said softly.

"Thou hast cultivated bitterly for a thousand years, and obtained this great dao."

"Thousand Years Watch, you have obtained this merit."

"Your dao is awesome, your heart is clear. If I teach you the dao today, can you be a True Immortal?"

As he said this, the figure condensed from the white light paused for a moment. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile and he said, "Are you willing?"

That voice wasn't loud, but it was faintly related to some laws of the world. Its tone was gentle, like a loving mother calling her son back, like a spoiled mother calling her husband back. It almost inevitably gave people a sense of closeness to this person's words at that time.

This is certainly not a request that can be rejected.

What did a True Immortal mean? It was a great freedom and freedom that lived with the heavens and the earth, and shone with the sun and the moon. It was a great divine ability, great wisdom, that could shake mountains of will. For millions of years, countless people had been searching for something, and no one could refuse such a request.

Wang Yangming looked at the figure condensed from the white light in front of him. His clear eyes were as calm as spring water.

Then, he lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said in a gentle yet firm tone.

"I don't want to."

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