Honghuang: After hundreds of millions of years of retreat, I became the ancestor of the dragon clan

"Are you asking me?"

Ye Long casually pointed to himself.

The purpose is very obvious.

I tell you this, not for you to ask me, but for you to figure out the countermeasures yourself.

If you can figure it out, maybe Honghuang will be safe and sound, but if you can't think it out, then the destruction of Honghuang is inevitable.

Of course, all of this is Ye Long's conjecture, but Ye Long doesn't know what it will be like at that time.

"En! I also ask the senior to give me some advice!"

The leader of Tongtian didn't even think about it, and nodded directly, which was regarded as a response to Ye Long.

Ye Long frowned slightly after hearing this.

Could it be that I have a halo of reducing intelligence all over my body?

It's really possible that this is the case, otherwise the original good-looking saint would have let himself be lame in a few words.

A good saint, how can he be stupid if he is stupid?

But while thinking, he still couldn't help shaking his head.

For Tongtian, he has an inexplicable affection in his heart.

Think for a long time.

"A strong youth is a strong world!"

Ye Long murmured softly.

After Tong Tian heard it, he was stunned again, not understanding the meaning.

"Senior, what is the meaning of this? Could it be that you asked me to wait and deal with the matter here with a young attitude? But there are very few geniuses in the prehistoric life, and there is no one who can compete with the quasi-sage..."

Master Tongtian asked in puzzlement.

At this moment, he felt even more that Ye Long in front of him was too mysterious.

There is no way to understand the meaning of Ye Long's words.

Ye Long shook his head helplessly.

"The first time you come, it must be an extremely secret temptation. As for how to deal with it, you can just discuss it with the other saints. I don't care about these things, and I don't want to."

"By the way, when will Zhunti be resurrected?"

Ye Long asked with a chuckle.

The words were very soft, but in the ears of Master Tongtian, he couldn't help shivering.

At this time, I asked about the resurrection time, is it possible that I still have to kill?

OK.

But he also didn't dare to be careless.

Quickly said: "I don't know exactly when I will be able to recover, but I do know that recovery is not as simple as the seniors thought. After all, constructing a saint's body is absolutely beyond imagination. So easy."

"Besides, we haven't really fallen since we became saints, so I don't know about senior's questions!"

Master Tongtian murmured softly, with a little fear in his eyes.

Hearing the words of Master Tongtian, Ye Long nodded lightly. At this moment, there was a little bright color in his eyes.

"Tongtian, have you ever thought about saving the world?"

Ye Long opened his mouth and asked Ye Long with a chuckle.

Hearing Ye Long's question, Tong Tian was taken aback for a moment.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Senior, what do you mean...why?"

Ye Long didn't take it seriously: "Do you think that after being sanctified, does it make you stronger, or is it something else?"

Ye Long asked again.

Hearing Ye Long's words, Tongtian's whole face became a little dignified.

"Become a saint, immortal, but I don't have the original pursuit in my heart, and even, I have lost a little enthusiasm for the affairs of the world."

Tong Tian responded softly.

He was originally a sword cultivator.

What sword repairers pay attention to is open-mindedness and transparency.

In the face of such things, in the eyes, naturally there is no concealment, and the mouth is calm.

And as Tongtian opened his mouth, there seemed to be a sense between the heavens and the way, and the endless mysterious power began to condense at this time.

"Then have you ever thought about abandoning this so-called sage position and pursuing the highest realm?"

Ye Long asked again.

Hear Ye Long's words.

Tongtian was even more shocked.

In the depths of his heart, endless waves were set off. He didn't understand why Ye Long asked such questions, but deep in his heart, there was a kind of desire, a desire that didn't exist.

A level higher than a saint.

This level is the level of the seniors, but how can such a level be easily achieved?

"Senior, please guide me in the maze!"

I don't know how many times Tongtian said such words, but every time, he was asking sincerely with a pious heart.

"Give up the holy position! Seek your avenue!"

Ye Long responded with a light smile.

The meaning is obvious, to give up the immortal throne in the prehistoric world.

So as to pursue the so-called illusory avenue.

If someone else said such things, Tong Tian would definitely think that person was crazy.

But when Ye Long said this, it stirred up waves in Tong Tian's heart.

Ever since he was sanctified, it was difficult for him to move forward in his swordsmanship, and it was difficult for him to advance even if he was bound by something.

Now it is mentioned by Ye Long.

In the bottom of my heart, there was an inexplicable throbbing.

Could it be that giving up the holy throne is the real way to move on?

Tongtian didn't know, deep in his heart, there was only endless throbbing. In his eyes, everything that happened here had already subverted his cognition.

However, faintly, he understood that perhaps what Ye Long said was correct.

Just, give up the holy position.

Such actions, let alone in the prehistoric times, have never been done before.

Didn't even think about it.

Toil to sanctify.

Now if others say anything, they will give up the holy position.

Is such an approach really feasible?
"But senior, what does this have to do with the Holy Throne?"

Although Tongtian had doubts in his heart, he still didn't understand the relationship.

"Do you think the holy position is just a guarantee?"

Ye Long asked back.

After hearing this, Master Tongtian was taken aback for a moment, followed by subconsciously nodding his head.

He really thinks so, and thinks that as long as there is no holy place in his mind, then everything here will not have any influence on him.

"Then have you ever understood the true meaning of the holy throne?"

"In other words, what do you understand about the holy throne?"

At this moment, after Ye Long became a saint, he also understood a lot of truths. While speaking, he looked at Tongtian with a calm and calm gaze.
"Holy throne? A kind of guarantee, a kind of guarantee that allows me to take action without fear. Although I don't want to admit it, but here, I can indeed have no scruples."

Master Tongtian spoke softly, looking at Ye Long.

"What about my sword a few days ago?"

Ye Long asked again.

At this moment, his expression is more calm than before.

For Master Tongtian, in his heart, he still admires him quite a lot.

In any case, this can be regarded as a good friend in the wild.

"That sword..."

Thinking of the sword that day, Master Tongtian was still full of lingering fears at this moment, and his eyes were involuntarily beating continuously.

"fear!"

Master Tongtian didn't hide it, and responded softly.

At this moment, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

"Then if I say, you can reach that height one day, do you believe it?"

Ye Long asked again.

After Tong Tian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously shook his head.