Who is most familiar with himself?

Of course it's yourself.

At the end of the battle, Ling Zhi's eyes became brighter and brighter. The battle with this figure gave him more valuable growth than all the previous battles.

He clearly realized the flaws in his own attack when he broke through the opponent's attack.

Many things come to my heart one by one.

He fights himself at any time when he will live and die.

The figure opposite is also intelligent.

He can clearly detect the changes in Lingzhi, and what Lingzhi does

Often, Ling Zhi just took the opportunity to give him a palm and he could skillfully beat him. No one could get any benefits in the battle.

Sometimes, Lingzhi is even at a certain disadvantage.

Because the other party is condensed by a strange force, the other party's state is always at its peak.

But he is different. He may be affected by some emotions. Although he can abandon these emotions in time, a little mistake in such a battle is unforgivable.

He paid a lot of money for this.

In the battle with himself, Lingzhi quickly broke through and grew rapidly.

When the battle came to an end, Ling Zhi was actually entangled with his fingers, using the method of falling into spring when the dead trees came to see the spring.

An infinite dead tree suddenly grew out of the void, entangling the other party, and killing it out of control and quickly.

He had already obtained everything he wanted from the other party, and he had been comprehending this method in his heart until this time, and he had only used it.

As expected, it won in one fell swoop.

Seeing the figure slowly disappearing, Ling Zhi's expression was not relaxed.

"If I lose, what will happen to this figure?" Ling Zhi said to himself, "Will he turn into a black chess piece, or leave the chessboard and replace me?"

Thinking of this, he felt a big fear.

This feeling was too real. He knew clearly that it was not an illusion or an illusion array.

To some extent, this is true.

"No matter what he is, I will destroy all the evil spirits with my own strength." Ling Zhi shook his head. He knew that such a guess was meaningless.

Mediocre people disturb them.

As his figure shaking, he slowly opened his eyes.

The scene in front of you changed at this moment, and you had already returned to the chessboard, and you saw the chessboard, teapot, saplings, and the surrounding reincarnation pool.

"Friends, you can sit down." A voice caught Ling Zhi's gaze.

A figure sat next to the stone table, on the stone bench on one side.

The figure straightened his back and sat there calmly.

Ling Zhi looked up, but couldn't see his face clearly. It seemed that this person did not exist.

But if you are serious and searching, you will definitely live forever. In the long river of time, you will always sit here, unchanged forever.

The world will shatter, the planet will disappear, and the times will change. Only this figure will always be the same.

He looked ahead of this figure and saw the future.

He looked behind the figure and saw the past.

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Zhi did not feel malice from the other party, and sat calmly on the stone bench on one side.

boom!

The moment he sat down, the land changed drastically!

In front of him, there was no other pool of water flowing in the reincarnation pool, but only this stone table, a chessboard, teapot, and saplings.

And around him was a misty breath.

That is the chaotic energy!

All around him, behind him, was full of this kind of aura. At this moment, he was as if he had entered the center of the chaos of the universe, and at that center, he opened up a space to sit here leisurely and taste tea.

And the figure beside him was still like this, and there was no change.

No matter how hard he tried, his eyes were crying, he could not see the other person's true appearance.

There was a layer of mist covering the other person's face, making him unable to see it

But this fog made him feel that it did not exist.

He probably saw the other person's appearance, but before he could leave an impression in his mind, he was erased.

That's why he feels that he can't see clearly or touch it.

"If you win the chessboard, you can drink tea." The other party didn't say much, it was very simple.

Ling Zhi raised his hand and grabbed the teacup, but did not drink it. Instead, he looked at the other person with his eyes burning. He had too many doubts and wanted to ask the other person.

How was the pool of reincarnation formed and what was related to the six realms of reincarnation? Who was the one who established the pseudo-six realms of reincarnation back then?

What happened during the war that year?

After all, he was betrayed by He Rao, did all the ancestors on Earth die in battle, or would they retreat elsewhere?

The First Emperor is still fighting against strange power in the depths of the universe. What is that power?

Who is the master of the forbidden power? Is it a race or a strong man?

The other party was in the pool of reincarnation, and he vaguely felt that the other party had some understanding of such things.

"I know some things too early and will not benefit you." The other party sighed leisurely, and it was not until this time that he fell from the clouds, revealing some human emotions.

It seemed that he had seen through what Ling Zhi thought, and he should know some of the answers to those questions, and these things he knew made people like him sigh like that.

What kind of damage and blow did the predecessors on earth suffer back then?

He shed blood and tears, protecting this vast land, but was killed here, bleeding and tears.

To this day, I have never seen a figure back then.

Even the earth that gave birth to them was sealed. It has been so many years since then, and even a few cultivators are not common, let alone a strong man is born!

But what about the past?

In the past, there were countless sages and hundreds of schools of thought, Shennong, Huangdi, Xuanyuan, Laozi, who was not a legend, nor a strong man who amazed an era.

But in the end, I couldn't even protect the earth.

How tragic was that battle back then?

It was a bloody and tears history, a scar that was wiped out.

"It's always a solution, so why bother with his consequences?" Ling Zhi's eyes were firm. He had great ambitions in his heart to reopen these six realms and kill all those who betrayed back then.

Still innocent, blue stars, a glorious era.

This is because of the Chinese blood flowing on him, that's all.

This is a man who slaps responsibility.

"If you enter the Emperor Realm, you can come to see me, and I can tell you. Otherwise, telling you in advance will only cause you to get into unnecessary trouble." The figure shook his head and refused, but left a glimmer of hope.

"From the ground, this table is here, time flows, chaos lingers, and forever, this tea pot has been brewed."
Chapter completed!