After this trial of life and death, he seems to have entered a new level. His mood is also the same. The glory or disgrace that was previously imposed on him has become distant and ridiculous.
He really doesn't mind. Those things are too childish for him now.
"Now, I can crush him!"
Although the change of Prince Tianyuan made him feel like a different person, his hatred for Ning fan was stronger than before.
He would not be grateful to Ning fan for this fate, because Ning fan not only defeated him in full view of the public, but also hated his wife.
Shuilu'er, as everyone knows, is his woman, but now he follows Ning fan to the Far West.
All the way, God knows what will happen.
"You are a bitch, I will never forgive you!"
The first sentence that the crown prince of Tianyuan said after the completion of the destruction was aimed at shuilu'er.
It can be seen that she has caused him so much harm that he has never given up until now.
"Prince Tianyuan, you need to be stable and not be influenced by it." The obscene old way is the right way.
Prince Tianyuan glanced at him coldly. Although the wretched old man was very kind to him, he didn't have much respect in his heart.
On the contrary, he didn't look up to this ugly old man in his heart. He was too ugly to be his master.
"Are you telling me what to do? Do you think it's worth it now? "
The crown prince of Tianyuan, with an indifferent expression, did not hesitate to turn his hand over and patted the wretched Taoist priest on his right shoulder.
From the palm of Prince Tianyuan's hand, an indescribable gray air appeared.
After feeling the terror of the gray air, a trace of essence passed through the eyes of the wretched Taoist.
But he was just shocked and angry for a moment, and then he laughed: "my good apprentice, you have finally achieved great success. I'm very glad to be a teacher!"
"Old man, you asked for it. I'll take you on the road now!"
Prince Tianyuan's expression is indifferent and his tone is cold. His palm shakes, and he spits out more intense gray air from his palm.
"Well, well, you've done a good job. I'll die for you as a teacher."
The wretched old Taoist laughed wildly, but he burst into two lines of turbid tears.
He was still not angry or sad, as if he had realized that day.
Prince Tianyuan was a little strange: "I really want to kill you. Why don't you get angry, but you seem very happy?"
He can't see through this problem. He can't understand what the old man thinks. If he doesn't understand this problem, he won't be at ease all his life.
The obscene old Taoist looked at him quietly: "because the way of disillusionment is to destroy everything. Only by truly breaking everything old, can we realize the true meaning of disillusionment and start a real rebirth."
"Including you? How do you know? "
Prince Tianyuan's face showed a thoughtful expression, but he did not withdraw his hand.
The terrible gray air breathed between his palms and could be aroused at any time.
Prince Tianyuan has an intuition that he believes that with the power he has now, he can turn the old guy in front of him into a robber.
In these two months, he really surpassed his master and became the first person in Tianyuan temple.
Two months to surpass the second strongest in the world.
Er, to be exact, it's the second strongest person besides the Taoist temple, not including Ning fan.
This is also a great achievement.
But Prince Tianyuan didn't have much joy in his heart. His mood changed and became very indifferent.
He didn't know why, but he just couldn't be happy.
As for killing the obscene old Taoist, it was not his original intention, but the idea came out of his heart, so he went to do it.
If it wasn't for the obscene old Taoist to open his mouth and arouse his interest and reflection, he would wave it without hesitation.
How to say, the prince of Tianyuan felt that the power did not belong to him completely after it was integrated into his body, as if there was an invisible consciousness about him, exactly speaking, about the power.
He seems to be just a puppet.
But compared with the powerful power, is the puppet very important?
"I have also practiced the way of disillusionment, but it's a pity that luck is not enough and I failed. But I have some experience. Now your power is very strong, but you can't get lost in its power, otherwise you will be killed."
The obscene Taoist priest struggled. It seemed that there was something to stop him from saying too much, but he still said it.
"You are a little strange. What are you afraid of?" Prince Tianyuan keenly captured the abnormality in his expression.
"It's nothing. You'll understand soon. Remember, the Tiandao people in the Taoist temple are stronger than you think. Even if you learn the way of destruction, you may not be able to defeat him. I hope you don't act too fast." The wretched old way tells the way with the tone of confessing.
At the same time, his appearance also quietly changed.
At first, his hair turned gray and his skin became shriveled. Later, the speed increased, and soon he became old and out of shape.
His skin fell from his body like a dry leaf, not only skin, but also flesh and blood. His life was passing quickly.
It is no longer necessary for Prince Tianyuan to make another move. He is moving towards the end of his life.
"What's going on?"
Prince Tianyuan was surprised. He didn't expect that the old man had secrets he didn't know.
"Ha ha, this is the secret of Tianyuan Temple inheritance, because you surpass me in strength, so I have no need to exist. My disintegration will help you gain more strength."
The wretched old Taoist stretched out his withered hand. The skin and flesh on his hand had fallen out, leaving only the gray and black withered bone.
But it didn't look so terrible, as if he was a loving father.
His gray and black hand touched the face of Prince Tianyuan and gently rubbed it. His eyes were full of nostalgia.
Of course, he didn't really want to disintegrate, but he couldn't stop it.
The Tianyuan temple is not so simple. It has been handed down from generation to generation, obviously hiding the secret of Tianda.
"Prince Tianyuan, you will be the Lord of the temple of Tianyuan in the future. Your shoulders bear the responsibility of revitalizing the temple. Whether you like it or not, you must devote your life to the temple and shoulder the heavy burden for the rise and fall of the temple. I don't have to say much. You'll see what I mean soon
When the wretched old Taoist was talking, his skeleton became tall, even a head higher than the crown prince of Tianyuan.
He grinned at himself: "maybe you don't believe it, because I'm ugly, but I'm your father. That's what I really look like. Accept it, and you will spend your whole life in ugliness in the future... "
Before he finished his words, his gray and black skeleton suddenly burst into golden light, and his figure became more and more empty.