Just as Yi Xiaoyao reached the Nirvana Realm and opened his vicissitudes of life, his eyes suddenly changed with his expression.

Because the picture inside the scroll in front of him changed!

The thatched cottage in the painting has disappeared at some point, but at this moment, there is a figure that makes Yi Xiaoyao a little familiar.

This figure, with its back facing Yi Xiaoyao, was just a painting, but it could feel an unfathomable meaning from it.

Just as Yi Xiaoyao's brows were slightly condensed and he was pondering why he felt familiar with this back, a voice suddenly came into his ears.

"Since ancient times, birth, old age, sickness and death have been the law that all things follow. Human beings want to compete with this law, so they improve themselves and practice them to achieve immortality."

This sentence is exactly what the back in the scroll is, it seems to be saying to Yi Xiaoyao, and it seems to be warning the people of the world.

Yi Xiaoyao was slightly excited inside. He was trapped here for countless years, and now he finally saw the change. Even a slight slightest will ignite hope, let alone the back in the scroll in front of him. It is not a small change, so how can he not be excited?

Moreover, Yi Xiaoyao had a vague guess about the identity of this back in the scroll, but he was not sure.

Therefore, he just continued to listen quietly to the sound of the back.

"But how can humans compete with the laws of heaven? Although they can prolong their lifespan, they will eventually be unable to escape the suffering of reincarnation."

"The Yin-Yang Realm can have a lifespan of three hundred years, and the Nirvana Realm can only have a lifespan of five hundred years..."

Speaking of this, the back in the scroll suddenly turned around and looked straight at Yi Xiaoyao.

"Why, you are only in the Yin-Yang Realm, but you can live here for a thousand years and never die?"

This voice was obviously asking Yi Xiaoyao, and his tone was more confused.

After hearing this question, Yi Xiaoyao was shocked and cried inwardly: "I was shocked that I have been here for thousands of years?"

Immediately, when he saw the face of the person in the scroll clearly, his already shocked heart suddenly moved.

Because this person is to some extent the same person as the person he is thinking about.

The reason I said this is because Yi Xiaoyao saw with his own eyes that the man was dead.

"Senior Qing Emperor!"

That's right, the person in this painting is the Qing Emperor, and it is precisely because Yi Xiaoyao felt familiar with him when he saw his back just now and had some guesses about his identity.

When I saw Emperor Qing again, even though I knew that the other party was not the real person, Yi Xiaoyao was extremely excited.

However, the Qing Emperor in the painting had a majestic look on his face and looked at Yi Xiaoyao calmly.

"Answer my question, otherwise you won't get any reward even if you pass this test."

The majestic and undeniable words were slightly heard in his paintings, as if in his opinion, it was normal for his identity to be recognized. After all, this thatched cottage was set up by him and this scroll was left by him.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this, he was slightly stunned, with a hint of strangeness on his face.

"Senior Qingdi, don't you remember me?"

Yi Xiaoyao asked thoughtfully, then answered the other party's question: "I can survive in the Yin-Yang Realm for thousands of years, isn't it because of my predecessors?"

After saying that, he raised his hand, a green light appeared in his palm, and the wood spirit of heaven and earth slowly emerged. At the same time, the green wood immortal body began to move on his body, repairing his body that had been eroded by time.

As Yi Xiaoyao said, his ability to live for thousands of years was entirely due to the contribution of the wood spirit and the immortal body of the sky and earth, which was all given by Emperor Qing.

When the Qing Emperor in the painting saw this scene, his face, which had always been majestic and serious, finally changed color, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"How could it be with you?!"

The Qing Emperor in the painting exclaimed, and then seemed to have realized something, murmured: "Can I already..."

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao understood that the Qing Emperor in front of him was just a character in the painting. He had no idea that the real Qing Emperor was dead, and he didn't know that the heavy responsibility entrusted to Yi Xiaoyao.

I saw that the Qing Emperor in the painting was worried about gains and losses, and then he looked at Yi Xiaoyao with a serious stern and asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

On the contrary, Yi Xiaoyao did not continue to answer the other party's question, but instead put away the wood of heaven and earth, looking at the other party in the painting with fluctuations in his eyes.

"Do you doubt my identity is true or false?"

Qingdi saw at a glance what Yi Xiaoyao was concerned about and said lightly: "Okay, I can answer you a question and prove your identity."

Yi Xiaoyao nodded, pondered for a moment and asked, "Senior, do you still remember the sword technique created with the Red Butterfly Holy Witch?"

"Azuki Red Butterfly Dance."

When the Qing Emperor in the painting heard this question, he looked slightly stunned, and there seemed to be a trace of recollection in his eyes. He immediately answered Yi Xiaoyao's question with a faint smile.

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this answer, he finally let go of his warning and breathed a long sigh.

Then, in the thatched cottage, Yi Xiaoyao began to talk about his original affairs with the Qing Emperor one by one towards the scroll in front of him.

The Qing Emperor in the painting did not look fluctuating when listening to Yi Xiaoyao's narration, as if the development of these things was as he expected.

The more this happened, Yi Xiaoyao completely eliminated the last trace of vigilance in his heart, because only after hearing what he did, would not be surprised. Even if the Qing Emperor in this painting didn't know these things for some reason, if he did it again, he would still do that.

"Sure enough, I'm dead..."

After listening to Yi Xiaoyao's narration, the Qing Emperor in the painting sighed softly, and his voice was full of helplessness, which was so similar to when Yi Xiaoyao first met Qing Emperor.

Immediately, the Qing Emperor in the painting looked at Yi Xiaoyao again, but his eyes at this moment were different from before, and his eyes were full of soft and gratitude.

Not only because Yi Xiaoyao is his inheritance, but also because he also listened to the process of Yi Xiaoyao's journey, he was extremely satisfied with the young man he had chosen.

"You did a good job."

In the painting, the Qing Emperor praised Yi Xiaoyaodao.

Yi Xiaoyao has not only heard many shocking praises along the way, but now he is unprecedentedly happy to hear such an ordinary praise.

Because he longs to be recognized by the Qing Emperor.

After a moment of joy, Yi Xiaoyao came to his senses and looked confused.

When he saw Emperor Qing, he had too many doubts in his heart, and he immediately said the most doubtful point in his heart.

"Senior, what is this place? Why did I trap me here for thousands of years? What is this test?"

After saying that, Yi Xiaoyao stared at the other party with his eyes tightly. He thought about these questions in the past thousand years of the world in this painting.

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Chapter completed!