Memories continue to spread.

Yuan Tiangang closed his eyes, and his childhood memories were so clear at this moment, stained with mottled blood, so thick that it could not be dissolved. Every time he touched it, the smell of blood was smelled in his heart.

Suddenly, a memory suddenly hit Yuan Tiangang's heart, yellow and mottled, and it was a day of heavy snow. As the end of the year approached, Yuan Zhan led his wife and children to walk on the festive streets and met an old man with an ancient face, wide robe and gray hair, holding a black and white flag. The black and white flag was extremely special, with Bagua on it, with the left saying that it was the inheritance of the unique skills of the past saints, and the right saying that it was the opening of peace for the ages.

The excellent sentence is grand and majestic, but there is a bloody scattering down, which makes those two words shocking, leaving only one word Jue. It is extremely terrifying. Now that I think of it, Yuan Tiangang is still a little scared. The word Jue is really unparalleled, stained with blood, and exudes the sadness of killing the people.

"Tell me a fortune."

The old man stopped Yuan Zhan. At that time, Yuan Zhan was already a famous saint in the heavens and all worlds. His talent was as talented as Lin Huang today.

When he was stopped by the old man, Yuan Zhan's eyes turned cold, but he didn't say much, and nodded unexpectedly. Yuan Tiangang didn't understand at that time, but now he thought about it, the source of all these tragedies seemed to start from that hexagram.

"The road to the God of War is smooth, and there is no need to calculate any more. But this lady is worth my fortune." The old man smiled, and did not allow Yuan Zhan to refuse. He twisted his fingers and said, "In March, the lady is afraid that she will be killed. But she doesn't know who died at the hands of her."

Yuan Zhan suddenly burst into anger and sneered, "It's good. Since you have such ability, you have to ask who will die in my wife? Who in the world can kill her in front of me?"

"Who can see the future clearly? If you don't hold the future in your palm, how can you know where the future is? In March, the lady will definitely die. The difference is just that she dies in someone's hands."

The old man shook his head, "The road to the God of War will have a result within three months. One thought will become a god, and one thought will become a man. You can do it yourself."

"Nine is the ultimate number. You are only eight, and you still have a chance. The Lord of the Future? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The old man left, but Yuan Zhan did not leave. The wife beside him asked strangely: "Who is that old man? It seems very difficult."

"It's nothing. Crazy words. Just don't care about him." Yuan Zhan waved his hand, not wanting to say more, but behind the black and white flag, the shocking blood stains were clearly the word "Yi".

Memories spread and continued to move forward. On the way home, a black and white man suddenly appeared. He looked extremely scary, like a yin and yang man. He was wearing half-black and half-white clothes, half-black and half-white face, and half-pale face as snow, talking to himself.

"If the heaven has feelings, the heaven will be old. If a person is not ruthless, it is hard to be the heaven! Kill! Why not kill! If you want the future, you still want her!"

The man suddenly pointed at Yuan Zhan and laughed.

Yuan Zhan's face became extremely gloomy and he didn't say anything. The man laughed loudly. He turned around and left, "Yuan Zhan. I'm waiting for you, don't let me down. Before the last future lord appears, I will not allow anyone to disrupt my plan, and I will never allow it!"

After the man turned around, the black and white behind him gradually merged, like wet black and white oil paint, which was covered in a ball, twisted lines, but it was a word for heaven.

Yuan Zhan kept walking and walked very quickly. At this moment, his wife and children were left behind by him until he saw a figure with his back to all living beings in a restaurant. He poured a glass of wine for Yuan Zhan. After Yuan Zhan drank it, his face completely darkened. He didn't say anything. He turned around and pulled his wife and children and left.

Looking back at the wine shop, the word "Dream" hung high above, and then it twisted and could not be seen again. Yuan Tiangang's memory began to become a little blurred. He couldn't remember who he met on the long journey home. He only remembered that at the end, there was a bald head, hunched over, looking for green plums in the heavy snow, and talking about Tathagata.

Yuan Tiangang suddenly opened his eyes and coughed up blood. This memory was yellow and mottled, so clear and so false. That's why he shouldn't remember these things, but now he thinks about it, it's so clear, as if it's sealed in the depths of his mind, and it's flooding in an instant at this moment.

The memory spread, and the Yuan Zhan after that day became extremely strange. He could often hear him talking to himself alone, as if he was arguing with someone. The content of the quarrel was already unremembered, but it seemed that not long after, his mother seemed to have a serious illness and it was useless to hire many doctors.

"Why, I can't remember my mother's illness?"

Yuan Tiangang murmured in a low voice. He really forgot this memory. He really couldn't remember that his mother had been seriously ill. It seemed that there was no way for Yuan Zhan to even see her lose weight day by day.

The memory finally came to that day. The scene in the memory that had been overwhelmed by blood became clear. He heard Yuan Zhan talking to his mother.

"I don't want to lose you. If you really want to die, I would rather you die in my hands than be someone else's pawn and become their puppet. Sorry."

"Kill me. If this can help you and don't let you give up halfway, then kill me. Anyway, if you don't kill me, I will die, right?"

"No. I can't do it! I can't do it!"

"My future can only be in my hands. I will not be their puppet. Haha, it is just love. If it is broken, it is just a wife. If it is killed, it is killed!"

...

The blood stained Yuan Tiangang's memory red. Yuan Tiangang was unwilling to think about it anymore, but he just gritted his teeth and forced himself to think about it. He wanted to seek justice for his mother. He wanted to tell Yuan Zhan, "Yuan Zhan, you were wrong, you were very wrong!"

The memory kept going, and the mottled and yellow memories were all black and white. They rolled in Yuan Tiangang's heart. He saw Yuan Zhan changing day by day. Suddenly, he noticed something wrong. In his memory, a Yuan Zhan wearing a bloody clothes suddenly appeared, which rarely appeared. However, every time he appeared, he was full of murderous intents that would kill the sky, the earth, the god of killing everything, and it was extremely terrifying.

Yuan Tiangang stopped, recalled carefully, and did not let go of a single word. He finally found the changes in Yuan Zhan. His clothes and Yuan Zhan's clothes seemed to be wearing clothes of little color for many times.

But Yuan Tiangang remembered that the real Yuan Zhan had never worn black clothes, but in his memory, the most painful years, the Yuan Zhan that appeared, including blood clothes, silver clothes, purple clothes, blue clothes, white clothes, and yellow clothes... After careful memories, Yuan Tiangang couldn't help but suddenly changed color, and each color of Yuan Zhan treated him differently.

Bloody Chronicle War, every time I see, I seem to want to kill him. Silvery Chronicle War, every time I see, I feel extremely cold. And Blue Yi treats him enthusiastically every time, but he always thinks that the original war is a false kindness and righteousness.

He had always thought it was because of the original war, but now he thought that it might not be the case. Perhaps those original wars are not the real original wars.

He thought of the Holy Technique of Fighting and the Seventy-Two Clans. Yuan Tiangang suddenly let out a long roar and discovered the secret of Yuan Zhan, but is it useful? It’s useless. It’s because Yuan Zhan has other difficulties. So what? After all, it’s his own choice, so he has to bear the consequences!

With a bang, Yuan Tiangang's vision penetrated the dark void, as if he saw Yuan Zhan, standing in front of his mother's grave, covered in blood.

boom!

Yuan Tiangang was instantly interrupted by memories. He no longer needed to find clues in his memory to excuse Yuan Zhan. He remembered those memories with blood and those years that were twisted by hatred. So he already knew that in this first change, he wanted to realize something. He wanted to realize hatred! The hatred of unilateral hatred! The hatred of blood can only be washed with blood. Maybe he will realize gratitude in the future, but it is definitely not now. He just wants to realize hatred.

"Yuan Zhan turned everything you gave me and my mother into the word hatred! From then on, you and me will be irreconcilable!"

Yuan Tiangang suddenly roared, stepped up, and punched with a loud punch. The ** Xuan Gong and the Holy Fighting Technique were blessed with each other, and in an instant, it burst out with a shocking terrifying power. With one blow, it broke free from the suppression of the ten thousand ways of the heavens, and the murderous aura of overwhelming blood hatred was emitted from Yuan Tiangang.

Lin Huang suddenly opened his eyes and walked out of the cave, his eyes penetrated through the illusion, and looked at Yuan Tiangang. He did not expect that Yuan Tiangang's first change would actually realize the word "hate". Such irreconcilable hatred, bloody energy soared into the sky and murderous aura.

Yuan Tiangang suddenly exploded, shocking the earth, and just overcame the first change, but the whole person seemed to be fished out from the sea of ​​blood, exuding a strong smell of blood. It was the smell in Yuan Tiangang's memory, and the whole person was filled with murderous intent. With the strength of the first change, the creatures conquered by Lin Huang who were entrenched around the mountain did not dare to breathe heavily.

No one has ever realized the word "hate" when he passed through the five changes of heaven and man.

Lin Huang looked at Yuan Tiangang indifferently and sighed, "Why are you doing this?"

Yuan Tiangang stared to Lin Huang, his whole body filled with deep hatred, and his eyes seemed to be twisted, "Master, don't have to persuade me anymore. This is my understanding, this is my first change. I can't understand this hatred, and this hatred, I can't understand anything else."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang knelt down on the ground and bowed three times to Lin Huang, "Master. I already know where Yuan Zhan is. I will learn about this hatred with him now."

Lin Huang looked at Yuan Tiangang and knew that he had made a decision in his heart, otherwise he would not have realized the word hatred at this moment. This is something that he and Yuan Zhan must solve. If it is not resolved, Yuan Tiangang would not be able to make a second change. After pondering for a while, Lin Huang said, "Let's go. I'll accompany you."
Chapter completed!