My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

early morning.

Immortal Palace, the land of immortal ancestors.

Fu Qingjun landed on a pot of genus plants through conscious insertion, raised his face, and quietly looked at the old man with disheveled hair, "They are coming."

Fu Qingjun kindly reminded him.

But other than that, he can't change everything.

He is weak in combat power, causing internal disputes with Bailong, but he hopes that Bailong can win.

"All of this is fate? I seem to have seen the malice of fate. Ordinary people always want to kill gods?" A faint smile appeared on Bai Long's face.

Fu Qingjun was silent, he didn't believe in such illusory things, and suddenly said: "Mortals don't want to kill gods, but most of the same fate in this world is a law, and the law in front of us is: reform, promote some Things, that is to face some obstacles of the common people..."

"For example, the Moon Nest Kingdom."

Bai Long looked indifferent.

He implemented a system of restraint against the opponent, although it is a kind of progress of the times and a renewal of a new civilization.

But this kind of progress is at the cost of eliminating them. How could they be destroyed voluntarily?

Bai Long's expression became serious, and he began to ask the doubts in his heart all the time, "Atlantis civilization and Shushan civilization all claim to come from hundreds of thousands of years ago, do they really have the ability to travel through time?"

These two civilizations, which he has traveled secretly, are unwavering, without any trace of lying.

Not only was he suspicious, but even the Lunar Nest Kingdom on the opposite side was also secretly probing, and had to doubt the possibility of "time travel".

"Yes, it can travel through time." Fu Qingjun replied softly.

Naturally, he cannot travel through time.

But in this world, there is indeed a great power to travel through time, that ancient ship, and Jiaxia... Although, he can't explain the principle now.

Bai Long raised his head, looked at the sky, his eyes seemed to penetrate the gray fog, and said softly:

"Then they really came from hundreds of thousands of years later."

"That is to say, the future is doomed. How will my future destiny develop?"

He, like Emperor Liana, Tang Meng and others, when he learned about the "extraterrestrial visitor hundreds of thousands of years later", his first reaction must be to ask the future generations of time travelers what their future fate is.

How many years have you lived?

What is the ultimate state?

Where did he die?

This is a question that a normal life would think of, and he is the same.

After all, traveling through time is too tempting.

"Atlantis and other civilizations, because the time is too far away, they don't know the past history, but you must know my future fate."

"Because you are God, it is you who let them travel back to the distant time and space in the past, and save this tragic era after the dark flood..."

Fu Qingjun didn't answer.

He indeed went to see Bai Long as God, and even accepted him as the fourth unnamed disciple.

Because it is the most suitable.

The identity of God was originally suspected to be the survivors of the prehistoric flood. He once lived in the Jiaxia era, which just corresponds to knowing this "remains of gods and demons".

"Traveling through distant time and space, what tragedy is it trying to save?"

He seemed to be lost in thought, "Save the Mayan civilization? Save the great disciple Udulla, Emperor Liana?"

"Atlantis and the Shushan civilization all thought it was to save Emperor Liana. They read the "Chronicle of Mayan Civilization" and fell in love with this emperor from it, thinking that she is the key to the entire era."

Obviously, he also read the "Chronicle of Mayan Civilization" written by Professor Nasika.

"But thinking about it now, that's not the case, because they don't need to be saved. With the passage of time, I have saved them, and they are doing very well now..."

"So, what exactly are you trying to save?" Bai Long looked at that face seriously for the first time.

Fu Qingjun was silent.

The current Mayan civilization does not need to be saved.

Because he led a Bailong, the war within the demon god helped the Mayan civilization to bear the huge pressure.

It was precisely because of the short-term relief of pressure, and when he had free time, he also sent his important members of the Demon Kingdom—Emperor Liana and others, into the "spiritual time room" to start a practice retreat.

"So, who is it to save? Save the key person who is enough to change the entire era and cause the entire dark era?"

"This character should be inextricably linked to you, and he should have the greatest influence on the times."

"Thinking about it, is it possible that your real purpose is to travel hundreds of thousands of years ago and save the fourth disciple... I, who is as tragic as Jiaxia?"

The old man Bai Long still had a pure smile, and there was a smile in the corner of his calm eyes, and his whole body exuded an inexplicable sense of cleanliness.

"You don't seem to accept me as a disciple, but in fact, you care about me the most."

"Then, did the real tragedy of fate begin with my fall?"

Bai Long looked at the sky and said: "That is to say, in the coming war, I will definitely fall... I am the beginning of all dark and tragic eras, so you have traveled through time and space far away, and you want to change everything that happened in this era , to change my death."

Fu Qingjun's heart tightened instantly, feeling uneasy.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Fu Qingjun's voice was a little hoarse, "The fate of the past is not unchangeable. I came to this prehistory just to let you live."

No matter what, he really wanted to save Bai Long.

The entire fairy palace seems to be impregnated with an inexplicable spirit, like a vortex of stars, with traces of particles lingering at high speed, like the center of a storm, but the fairy palace in the center is extremely peaceful, like a paradise.

"Everything in the world has a destiny in the dark. I can see your efforts, as if I am about to be killed by the common people now. I am too old to resist. I have spent my whole life deducing the realm. They've spent their entire lives trying to kill me, it's unstoppable...that's fate."

Bai Long lowered his head, "From the very beginning, I used the Jade Butterfly Fortune to calculate that the probability of my survival is less than 30%. From the perspective of future fate, 30% is just a theory. In reality, the probability should be zero. .”

Fu Qingjun said: "Then you should change it even more. You have clearly guessed that your fall is the dark beginning of the fate of the common people. All time travels are here to save you.... Your importance , is more important than anyone else."

"But I have a better way."

Bai Long showed an extremely pure smile, "Change the future in a way that does not change my destiny. Even if I go to death, the future will not usher in real darkness."

Fu Qingjun was silent.

He didn't know what Bai Long was thinking and what he was going to do.

But he disagrees with Bai Long's ideal, he is really too simple, too idealistic, he hates war, avoids everything, and doesn't want to be an enemy of the common people, he originally had a 30% chance of winning, but he believed in "destiny" ", I even chose to give up my last hope.

Maybe this is my own problem...

He chose the boy Bai Long at the beginning because he was such an ideal person.

He was silent, no matter what, he had a heart of admiration for this martyr who yearned for Jiaxia and was desperate for his ideal.

——The place he walked was full of bones, and the place he left was full of spring and romance.

He grew up reading Gasha's stories and always dreamed of becoming that person.