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Tiandao's words made both Feng Changyun take a breath of cold air.

arrogant.

Too arrogant.

How confident does a person have to be before he dares to speak nonsense in front of Heaven?

‘If I want to become the Dao of Heaven, even you have to step down and make way for others. ’

These words are not only arrogant, but also do not take the law of heaven into consideration.

Feng Changyun didn't even dare to think like this, but someone dared to come to Tiandao and say this.

She was shocked and speechless.

Tiandao didn't feel angry or embarrassed.

He was just a little sad, and smiled bitterly: "It's very arrogant, isn't it? At first, I thought he was a little too frivolous, but as a young man, it doesn't matter."

"From time to time, he would come to me to play chess, drink tea, chat, and always tell some interesting things about the world."

"After going back and forth, we became familiar with each other, and I found that he really has some abilities. Although he is arrogant, he is not annoying."

"Then he didn't come to see me for a long time and went traveling on his own. When he showed up again, it would be a disaster."

"I still remember what he said. He said that our generation does not have the ability to end the catastrophe. If we want to completely end the catastrophe and no longer be affected by the catastrophe in the future, we must completely expel outsiders and bring them to the The passages of this world are blocked.”

"Although I am the Dao of Heaven, the movement of all things in the world has actually been determined for a long time. Day after day, year after year, it is always the same."

"I didn't pay too much attention to what was going on in the small world. If he hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have noticed what happened to outsiders. This is indeed my dereliction of duty."

"Unfortunately, by the time I noticed it, it was already too late. The catastrophe thousands of years ago caused almost all the luck in my body to be sucked away by an unknown force."

"Si Chen also noticed something strange about me. Although she knew that they would definitely die if she did this, she still told the others the pros and cons."

"Then, those people who are still alive in the world of immortality gave all their luck to me."

"If it weren't for them, I would still be in a deep sleep. I don't know how long it will take to wake up again."

If the monks in ancient times had not given him their destiny, neither Feng Changyun nor the current world of immortality would exist.

If the world is repaired through its own ability, it will be tantamount to starting from scratch. It will take at least hundreds of thousands of years to regain vitality and give birth to new life.

This is why Tiandao always feels indebted to Si Chen.

Si Chen saved Him, but sacrificed himself without even having a chance to be reincarnated.

As the Dao of Heaven, instead of being able to protect her, He required her to sacrifice herself for this world.

Tiandao took a deep breath, stopped thinking about Si Chen, and continued: "Si Chen gave me a chance to breathe, but he gave me a backup plan."

‘Feng Changyun’ asked: “What’s the back-up plan?”

Tiandao thought for a while, organized the clues in his mind into a complete line, and said: "He said that after the catastrophe, the world's luck will be almost exhausted, and the missionaries will temporarily stop their efforts. After the luck is restored, they will continue Will come here again.”

‘Feng Changyun’’s pupils widened slightly, and the hands in her sleeves tightened a bit.

From just now to now, this is the first time that Feng Changyun has seen her mood fluctuate so much.

Her expression was ugly, and her voice was almost squeezed out of her throat: "We are leeks in the field? After cutting one crop, there will be another crop? What on earth is this?"

Tiandao understands her despair and pain, and his pain is far greater than that of Feng Changyun. After all, he clearly saw what the taskmaster did, but could do nothing.

Tiandao smiled bitterly, and the light group dimmed: "leeks? You overestimate us. In their eyes, we are not even leeks."

After all, leeks still need to be sown and fertilized. They don't even need to sow the seeds. They come to harvest and rob when the time is almost up. Their behavior is no different from bandits.

But no robber would put all the creatures in the world to death.

Those missionaries only care about their own missions and don't care whether the people in the mission world are dead or alive.

Tiandao really wants to ask them, if they knew that what they did would bring disaster to the world, would they still do it?

Some missionaries go to great lengths to complete their missions, not caring about their life or death and just treating the world as a playground.

But after observing for a long time, he also found that many people seemed not to know how much disaster their actions would bring to the world.

The light on Tiandao's body flashed brightly and dimly twice, throwing away those thoughts.

"There is another point that I discovered later." Tiandao said: "Usually there will only be one tasker around the same person. If the tasker fails, the next tasker will come, but they arrive at almost the same time. it's the same."

"The missionaries around you appeared about half a year before the opening of the Tianhe Secret Realm. There is some discrepancy in time, but the difference will not be too big."

The figure of Tiandao gradually changed, and the weak light was pulled away from him, flying to the side and hanging in the air, like a small lamp.

Opposite 'Feng Changyun', a gentle and elegant middle-aged man wearing Chinese clothes appeared. His whole body was emitting a very faint white light.

He tapped his fingertips in the air, and white mist rose up, slowly condensing into a small table with a cup of tea placed on it.

Tiandao raised his hand, poured a cup of tea and handed it to ‘Feng Changyun’, and asked: “Do you know what this means?”

'Feng Changyun' pursed her lips, her eyes trembled, she reached out to take the teacup and held it in her hand, saying in a low voice: "It means that time keeps repeating when we don't know it."

"Yes." Tiandao said with a sad look on his face: "For them, it's just that the mission failed, and they will have to do it again."

"But for us, time has quietly reset without us knowing it."

"We are repeating the same things we have done and said over and over again."

"I don't know what methods they used. If I hadn't been vigilant after waking up, and the backup plan he left for me, maybe even I would have been deceived by them."

Such an unpredictable method is too clever.

Tiandao couldn't figure out how they did it.

Hearing Tiandao's words, Feng Changyun's heart skipped a beat. Because the missionaries kept coming here, so their time kept repeating?

Is this why Beiming Immortal Lord has gone through five reincarnations and retained so many memories?

Thinking of this, Feng Changyun felt as if she had missed something.

What is the opportunity for Beiming Immortal Lord to preserve the memories of many lifetimes?

Since even Tiandao almost didn't notice the tasker's methods, how did he maintain his memory under such circumstances?

She looked at Tiandao, her heart couldn't help but tighten, and a sense of fate bound her tightly for no reason.

Her whole life seemed to have been arranged.

Tiandao continued: "At that time, my luck had not recovered yet, and I was not ready yet, so I could only watch you reincarnate again and again."

"I'm afraid that too much action will arouse the vigilance of the task force, and I'm afraid that you will be killed because you don't know anything, so I can only ask the people around you to recall the past at a certain time and remind you appropriately. .”

So it was Tiandao who reminded Beiming Immortal Lord.

But after thinking about it, this explanation seems to be the most reasonable.

‘Feng Changyun’ pursed her lips: “So who did you let keep the memory?”

"Your master, Beiming Immortal Lord." Tiandao said: "He is a very good candidate. He treats you wholeheartedly. He will try his best to save you."

"But I only let him retain the memories of the few lives in which you died. In fact, there were many other times besides those lives."

"There have been more than ten missionaries around you, but those missionaries..."

Speaking of this, even Tiandao's expression became a little hard to explain: "Some missionaries committed suicide before they even saw your face."

"There are also some missionaries who just rely on their own efforts to make everyone hate them equally, and then let others slap them to death."

"There are also some, maybe because they think they know the future development direction of the world, and they are pretentious and leak some future things to others."

"The intention is to show off and make people think they are awesome."

"As a result, when what they said came true, many people were captured and chopped into human sticks by people with ulterior motives, and kept in jars for the rest of their lives."

"Or we can use other means to force them to tell everything they know. In short, each of them will die more miserably than the other, and they won't be able to dance in front of you at all."

"Some of the missionaries almost didn't even notice me. Their ability to commit suicide is top-notch. They disappeared before they even got in front of you. It's quite surprising."

Feng Changyun:......

It's quite surprising.

Moreover, why is it so miserable?

Feng Changyun not only couldn't sympathize, but actually wanted to laugh a little, and even wanted to clap her hands and applaud, she deserved it, she was relieved, it was too relieved.

Not only her, but also 'Feng Changyun' in front of her obviously thought so too.

A rare smile appeared on her face: "It seems that not every mission worker is a smart person."

"Yes, there are still very few people like Qingyao. But I have also discovered that the further you get to the back, the more difficult it is to deal with the missionaries who come."

Having said this, Tiandao's expression darkened: "Feng Changyun, a new missioner is coming soon. Your memory will soon be wiped out and you will return to the past. You will repeat these days over and over again until this world is completely destroyed." Finished."

Qingyao's mission failed. Once the next missionary arrives, Feng Changyun will forget all this and become the unsmiling senior sister of Qingfeng Sect again.

This is really not a good thing for them.

'Feng Changyun' pursed her lips: "Since you can make Master remember the past, can you think of a way to prevent me from forgetting all this."

Tiandao sighed: "What's the use? You can kill one, ten, or a hundred missionaries, but are you willing to trap yourself for that period of time? In the final analysis, the question is whether the missionaries can come to this world The root of it.”

'Feng Changyun' obviously understood what he meant and brought the topic back to the original sentence: "So what do you mean when you say you want me to become the second Si Chen?"

Tiandao took a deep breath: "It means that I need you to completely cut off the mission's access to the Three Thousand Worlds at the cost of your own soul."