After saying that, Guan Zhongyi raised his hand and inserted it into his eyes without hesitation with his index and middle fingers.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A shrill scream resounded throughout the fields.

Blood gushed out, and the pain stimulated Guan Zhongyi and screamed wildly.

The world in front of me changed from blood red to black, but Guan Zhongyi felt that his heart of Tao had never been so bright.

He could hear a large number of personal guards rushing in, and he ignored the exclamations of "Mr. Guan".

Guan Zhongyi raised his head, and in the intertwined "view" between black and red, he saw an extremely huge star that was rapidly approaching the capital.

That's the big star, he knows the Ziwei Emperor Star!

"I saw it, I saw it. It's Li Chen, Li Chen is coming soon!"

Guan Zhongyi's voice was filled with tremors caused by pain and distortions that were extremely excited, but the most was still madness.

Guan Zhongyi's blood-filled hands trembled and found the empty turtle shell.

Grasping the turtle shell, Guan Zhongyi stretched out his hand toward the endless dark blood-red void in front of him, the huge purple-wei Emperor Star hanging...

He wants to quarrel with his destined fate...

This is an opportunity he received at the cost of permanent blindness in his eyes, and he does not allow failure.

Almost at this moment, thousands of miles away, on the border, yellow sand was flying all over the sky with heavy snow.

An old Taoist was walking in the wind and snow with an increasingly aura in his hand.

The gravel is wrapped in the wind and blows into the sky, slapping all obstacles along the way. In such an environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to open their eyes, not to mention walking, but even the camels who are most suitable for this environment must find a place to hide in the face of such heavy wind, sand and snow.

However, this combination of the old and the young is calm and quiet.

No matter what kind of wind and snow or sand are, when they approach their three inches of their body, they will slide to both sides as if they encounter an invisible shield.

"Master, why is there wind?" The little Prajna, who was so energetic, looked up and asked the old Taoist.

"The temperature difference is too large, one part is hot and the other part is cold, so the air in the colder place will flow to the hotter place, and there will be wind."

"So Master, why does it rain?" Xiao Prajna asked again with his head tilted.

The old Taoist smiled kindly and seemed to never be impatient. He explained: "The sun is eternally scorching and shining on the earth. After the water on the ground is scorched by the sun, steaming, and the steam rises and forms clouds. If there are too many clouds, more steam will not be stored, and it will turn into rain to nourish the earth."

Little Prajna seemed to understand, but she seemed to like this kind of question-and-answer feeling, and then jumped and asked, "Does the sun really exist forever?"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Eternity is just compared to this short life of a person. Life is only a few dozen years, and more than a hundred years will be more than a thousand years. But the great sun will be thousands of years, thousands of years, but no matter what it is, under the Tao, there will be no eternity, and the great sun will be extinguished on one day and fall into eternal darkness, and only the Tao will last forever."

Xiao Prajna asked more and more questions. Just as she was about to ask the next question, she saw the old Taoist suddenly stop.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked towards the direction of the capital. Then he smiled slightly and said, "Yin and Yang Dao, there are successors."
Chapter completed!