Chapter 4437
Lu Yin looked at the castle from a distance, hoping that the next fused creature would be inside the castle.

Is the music skeleton exhausted?
He remembered that the skeleton with sunglasses wrapped around colorful ropes and a bright green hat had strange patterns engraved on its skeleton. He didn't know how powerful it was.

The dead universe is finally about to unveil its mystery.

It's a pity that this bone's strength is too low, and he knows too little.

This is the farthest place in the world.

The music stopped suddenly, all the bones remained motionless, and the fish bones that jumped out of the lake were suspended in mid-air. At this moment, the wind stopped, and even time seemed to stand still, not daring to cross the boundary.

Lu Yin wanted to move, but his body didn't move. Is it an instinct formed by fear, or a defect that was given life by the bone language?

In the next moment, with the castle as the center, darkness swept across the world. The mountains at the foot, and the sky became transparent. They seemed to appear in the dark and deep starry sky at once. Apart from the white bones and the dark castle, you can also see the distance. A universe, where there exists a cosmic civilization.

Outside the cosmic civilization, a shadow stood quietly. It was eternal life, looking at it with vigilance and awe.

And in the cosmic civilization, there are also countless shadows standing in the starry sky, waiting for a big battle.

The music suddenly changed, it was no longer that roaring, but an elegant piano sound, the rhythm endowed by the darkness, playing a wonderful rhythm in the hands of the shadow on the top of the castle, calm and killing, sometimes excited, sometimes Softly, as the shadows walked to the top of the castle, the sound of the ensemble announced the arrival of war.

Countless white bones rushed into the distance.

The eternal life outside of the cosmic civilization looked ferociously, killing.

Stepping out, the rhythm of the music guides life to find a new destination. The bones of eternal life suddenly pierced through the skin, as if it had been imprisoned for countless years, and crawled out. It was bloody and terrifying, and countless creatures in civilization were shocked and went crazy. fleeing.

The music is getting louder and louder, as if announcing the addition of newcomers.

The world under their feet entered the universe, distorting and collapsing one of the universes. Countless white bones crawled out of the organisms one by one, dancing to the music, and ran happily towards the castle. They were reborn.

And the music became more and more passionate, announcing the victory of the war.

Lu Yin watched this scene quietly, simple, very simple, no one made a move at all, an eternal life died like this, it was not considered dead, it just became a new life, joined this world, and headed towards the castle eagerly .

Countless bones joined this world.

A sigh came from the side: "There is another competitor."

It was a bone, the closest to the bone that Lu Yin merged into, and it was quite distressing.

Lu Yin looked at it, and it also looked at Lu Yin, grinned, parted the bones, and behaved as kindly as possible: "Do you want to form a band? I have a very good musical talent."

Lu Yin withdrew his gaze and looked at the castle again. The shadows at the top disappeared one by one.

Those shadows are all bones. The one standing at the top is Lekukujin. It has the appearance of a standing dinosaur, but it looks so elegant when the music changes. It directs the music, directs the war, and makes a civilization disappear. become its vassal.

This is the way of war in the death universe.

After exiting the fusion, Lu Yin opened his eyes and looked into the distance, Lekukuji was in that direction, I don't know how far away.

His heart is heavy.

This Leku Qujin is quite difficult to deal with, not to mention its own strength, but the eternal life under its command is a problem.

With the method of bone language, no one knows how many immortal-level subordinates it has mastered. Even if these immortal-level men cannot exert their real combat power due to the loss of flesh and blood, no matter how bad they are, they are still immortal-level.

Especially with the means of bone language, the increase of causal constraints in the death universe itself is extremely rare. They don't kill, but give life and control life. How to deal with this?
Once the music skull is exhausted and the three universes go to war, will the same scene happen?

Lu Yin can also speak bone language, and he is confident that a group of people will not be controlled by bone language, but his strength is much worse than that of Le Kujin, and it is impossible to protect everyone.

The most important thing now is to see clearly where Leku is exhausted and the power it possesses.

There is one more thing he forgot. In fact, what he should have remembered earlier is the six on the dice. Since it is also the integration of consciousness, how far away can this consciousness be integrated?How did the six on the dice bring consciousness to such a distant place?
Lu Yin looked at the dice deeply and continued to shake it. He wanted to see the death universe as clearly as possible.

Rolling the dice is a matter of luck. If you are lucky, you can roll it to six o'clock in a while. Before, he rolled it to six o'clock several times in a row, but he was unlucky. He might not be able to roll it to six o'clock ten or twenty times.

There is a modest book in Zhizun Mountain. Lu Yin once promised that he would let him go as long as he wrote five "luck" characters. He wrote the first "luck" character for 50 years, but it became more and more difficult to write. Qianshu thought that writing this character depended on his cultivation and strength, but now they understand that it depends on the character itself.

The Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips have only eight characters for "luck" for so many years. In fact, if you think about it carefully, Qianshu can write one character for 50 years to overcome hardships and Dzogchen. How could the Spring and Autumn Slips only have eight characters for so many years? 50 years for one character, eight characters only need 400 years, but the inheritance of the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips is 400 years, 4000 years, 4 years?
The reason why there are only eight "yun" characters for so many years is very simple. After each "yun" character is written, it becomes difficult to write the second one, as if there is something in the dark, the more you write, the more difficult it becomes.

Now that Qian Shu has finished writing three books, it is impossible to write the fourth one anyway.

In the past, Lu Yin couldn't understand it, and he had thought about what luck brought to Chunqiu Jian, and what relationship a person's luck had with karma. Now, he seemed to understand a little bit. If there is a long river of time and a road of karma, The avenue of consciousness, then, should also exist the avenue of luck.

Of course, these avenues were guessed by Lu Yin himself, and no one confirmed it for him.

Writing the word "运" is to touch the avenue of luck. It is natural to touch it once or twice, but the more you want to touch, the more difficult it will be.

There is also a price to be paid for touching the avenue of luck, and this price is heavier than the benefits brought by luck itself.

For example, Chunqiujian won Ming Xiaochou with luck, and wanted to replace Vientiane Valley, but in the end recruited Lu Yin, destroying the entire Chunqiujian.

Is this luck good or bad?

Can the luck of active grabbing bear a heavier price?

This is why Lu Yin has never dared to use the word 'luck'.

It was Xiangsiyu, he had borrowed it many times, but Xiangsiyu's luck was gone, and he didn't know what happened to this woman.

Lu Yin is very optimistic about her. She has gone smoothly from mortals to the Great Consummation, but she can't find the misery. She has no troubles in her life, but it is also the biggest trouble. Once this woman finds her own misery, she has a great possibility Break through to immortality.

In human civilization, there are many such geniuses, what is lacking is time.

While thinking about it, Lu Yin rolled the dice again and again, and rested again and again. After shaking the dice several times until six o'clock, he couldn't see the light ball. It was not until the past few months that he finally saw the light ball in the dark space.

Hastily rushed over to blend in.

The familiar roar of music seems to shatter the whole body, flesh and blood cannot bear it, this is a paradise for bones.

The white bone that merged this time was a wild beast, a very ferocious beast, very large in size, when Lu Yin merged into it, it was accompanying the music.

That's right, it's the accompaniment.

This ferocious beast is a member of a band with four bones, one of which is a human.

The memory of the last integration and the memory of this beast are telling Lu Yin that there are many human bones in this world. He doesn't know whether these human bones are the civilization that was wiped out by Leku or belonged to the former nine bases. Anyway Convert the life form into bones, and the creature is equal to immortality. The bones are almost immortal under the power of death. The only way to die is that the power of death is completely dissipated, or the bones themselves are shattered and have no value.

Lu Yin's integration made the accompanying music stop, and the human bone next to him blamed: "Big head, why did you make a mistake? It won't work if this continues, when will you be able to enter the castle?"

"That's right, you are the passionate person in charge of our band, don't make any more mistakes."

"Affects morale."

Lu Yin: "..."

"continue."

The music continued, and Lu Yin withdrew from the fusion. The bone of this beast has less memory than the bone that was previously integrated, and its strength is not as good. But there is no way. There are only so many light clusters he sees, and this bone of the beast is the brightest. up.

On the other side, Lu Yin opened his eyes and continued.

Time passed, and another year passed. During this year, Lu Yin merged into the body of the dead universe several times, but they were all ordinary bones, and they couldn't enter the castle at all.

He decided to move in the direction of the death universe, the closer he got, the more and brighter the light clusters he hoped to see.

The roar of the music made the world boil, and the castle began to play. All the bones stopped and looked up, each of them was extremely devout, as if feeling the power of music.

Fart music, I don’t like music, it’s disgusting, this is what Lu Yin is thinking at the moment, and to be precise, all the bones he’s merging think so.

Everyone has practiced for so many years, who cares about music?

Some creatures care, but that's all about listening to a little song, watching a little dance, who can sing by themselves?I didn't expect that when I came here, music is king, hell.

I thought so, but no one dared to show it.

Lekujiu loves music, and if he wants to be appreciated by the abyss of the universe, it is the fastest way to go along with music. It is said that there is a band in the band that has the ability to walk the stars, but it is because of its extremely high musical achievements that it is recognized. Appreciation, Leku Kujin personally helped him improve his strength, and abruptly raised him to the limit level below immortality. Such examples abound.

The opposite example is that having eternal life is not popular, and even castles cannot be entered because they do not know music.

How could this kind of thing happen in other civilizations, but it happened here.

Only music can't live up to it, this is the persistence of music skulls.

(End of this chapter)

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