Infinite Devouring in the End of the World

There are dozens of families in an extremely remote small village above the setting sun star. The setting sun casts a layer of red glow on this quiet village.

Wisps of light smoke rise. After a day's work in the fields, the man returns home. The woman at home prepares a meal. Although it is simple, it is extremely unpretentious. From time to time, you can hear the laughter, noise, and laughter in some people's homes. The sound of cocks crowing and dogs barking brought a little bit of life to this quiet and humble village.

In a house at the head of the village, a young man looked curiously at a figure sitting by a pond and shouted, "Brother Wang, it's time to eat!"

The young man's face was extremely ordinary, one that would be forgotten if thrown into the crowd. Perhaps, the only thing special was his eyes, which were full of a terrifying determination. It seemed that no one could stop him from whatever he decided to do!

Hearing the boy's call, the figure turned around, it was Wang Shuang!

However, now, all his breath has disappeared, and he looks like an ordinary person. Even the clothes on his body are made of coarse linen, without the slightest bit of distinction. A black cat squats on his shoulder, looking like Like an extremely ordinary young man.

"It's coming..." Wang Shuang replied with a smile, then stood up and walked slowly towards the young man.

"Wang Lin, where did you go to play today?" Wang Shuang walked to the boy's side and asked with a smile. He had been seriously injured when he came out of space a few days ago, so he did not continue. Instead of running away, he hid his aura and temporarily lived here. The young man was also the only person who saw himself covered in blood at that time.

He stayed at the other party's home. Although Wang Lin's family was not wealthy, he was considered to be of the middle class in the village. He had no objection to Wang Shuang's sudden arrival and received him very warmly.

"I went to the mountain. I wanted to pick some wild fruits, but I found a strange stone bead..." Wang Lin touched his head and smiled naively, extremely simple.

As he spoke, he took out a stone bead in his hand. It was only the size of a baby's fist and was extremely rough. It didn't look out of the ordinary. Wang Shuang took the stone bead, glanced at it casually, and returned it. the other party.

"There are still many wild beasts on the mountain. Don't go there easily in the future." Wang Shuang warned.

"I listen to Brother Wang and don't go there in the future." Wang Lin spoke honestly again, his voice a little childish. Maybe their surname was Wang, or maybe Wang Lin and Yang Mo were about the same age, which made Wang Shuang feel a sense of intimacy.

In the middle of several small thatched huts, Wang Lin's parents had cooked a few dishes and paired them with some white-flour steamed buns, waiting for Wang Shuang.

Although Wang Shuang was already in the innate realm and could live without grains, he still sat down and finished eating with the three of them. Wang Lin's parents were both extremely simple farmers. Although they did not have much knowledge, it was obvious that Wang Shuang could He was different from people like them, so he was extremely respectful to Wang Shuang, thinking that Wang Shuang could help Wang Lin and make his child stand out.

They cleared the table, and Wang Lin walked outside the courtyard and looked at the dark night sky above his head. Stars were embedded in the night sky like diamonds.

"What are you thinking about?" Wang Shuang walked to the side, looked at Wang Lin looking at the starry sky in ecstasy, and smiled and touched the other person's head.

"The sky at night is beautiful..." Wang Lin did not look back and seemed to be talking to himself, "I often see some figures flying around in the sky. I don't know where they are in the blink of an eye. I hear some people They are the so-called practitioners, but in my eyes, they are immortals..."

"Flying to the sky, escaping from the earth, and overturning rivers and seas. People in the village said that there is nothing that immortals cannot do, and they can even live forever..." Wang Lin turned around and looked at Wang Shuang, "I also want to become a practitioner, an immortal, and escape from death." The life here is to become a superior person so that my parents can live a good life!"

"If you want to be a practitioner, do you know that practitioners also have the troubles of practitioners, and they even face greater dangers. Sometimes, some people are even more willing to choose this kind of life than this kind of life." Wang Shuang looked at each other in surprise and spoke softly. The little black cat on his shoulder also jumped off his shoulder and landed on Wang Lin's head. It seemed to use the other person's head as a nest, and it curled up as if it was about to sleep. .

Wang Lin didn't care, he also liked Wang Shuang's black cat very much, and he always felt that this cat seemed to be extremely spiritual.

"Are you talking about the battle between practitioners? I have seen it. Once, I was on the mountain and saw two immortals fighting in the distance. They broke the mountain and even the rivers were evaporated. , extremely terrifying.”

"I don't know who won among them later, but I think this should be a battle among practitioners."

Wang Lin looked at Wang Shuang, with a touch of touching determination in his eyes, which reminded Wang Shuang of the calmness and composure that Wang Shuang had when he saw the blood all over his body. He was a young man with an extremely calm mind.

"However, I, Wang Lin, will not be afraid of these. I want to become a practitioner, fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and live forever!" Wang Lin's small body expressed great ambitions.

"Haha, I like this little guy, it's interesting!" Xiao Qi's voice sounded in Wang Shuang's mind, and his tone seemed to admire this little guy very much, "But it's a pity, I have already investigated this little guy's physique. It is extremely ordinary. The path of cultivation requires dozens of times the resources of others to get the corresponding rewards. With this kind of physique, it is impossible to reach the innate realm and transcendence!"

Hearing this, Wang Shuang sighed secretly. He also knew the result, so he never taught the other party any cultivation methods.

"The road to spiritual practice is not as easy as you think. Being an ordinary person can be quite happy sometimes." Wang Shuang sighed.

"Brother Wang, are you a practitioner?"

Wang Lin looked at Wang Shuang with doubts, but his tone was extremely sure.

"You want me to teach you, but unfortunately I can't protect myself now. If someone finds out that I taught you, I'm afraid your entire village will be eradicated..." Wang Shuang shook his head.

Hearing this, Wang Lin's face darkened, but then he became energetic and said, "It doesn't matter. I heard that there are some sects outside that specialize in cultivating practitioners. Maybe, I can join them."

Wang Shuang did not mention his low talent, for fear of damaging the opponent's self-confidence.

Wang Shuang also opened his mouth and looked at the night sky. The stars were twinkling and seemed to be very close. However, Wang Shuang understood that the distance was extremely far. It could only be reached quickly through the teleportation array, and the entire residual Yang had been covered with terrifying waves. Surrounded by spiritual power, as long as he shows his head slightly, he may be discovered.

Thinking of the dozens of powerful auras he had felt in the past few days, Wang Shuang felt a hint of bitterness rise at the corner of his mouth.

He truly has no way to go to heaven, no way to enter the earth, and has no wings to fly. He has no choice but to wait for rescue. However, now that he can't even spread the news, how does Mr. Zhou of Qingxuan Sect know that he is in danger.

"Now we have to digest that fragment first, so that we can go up to the next level." Wang Shuang thought that the Chaos Crystal fragment he had swallowed was the culprit that led to his current fate, and he couldn't help but integrate his mind into it. .

Deep in my mind, three fuzzy white seeds seemed to be the three origins of the beginning of Hongmeng, exuding a transcendent aura of the past and the future. Unfortunately, one had cracks on it and could not be used, and the other had swallowed the chaos crystal. Falling into a deep sleep, the white shadow continued to absorb the chaos origin from the chaos crystal fragments. The extremely weak chaos origin was absorbed by the white seed. Wang Shuang saw a trace of chaos on the seed. A pale yellow color appeared, and vaguely, the white seeds continued to shrink. With the absorption of the source and the nourishment of chaotic energy, they gradually shrank into a palm-sized flower.

A trace of misty aura appeared, and endless mist of air lingered on the flower. The entire flower was completely solidified, like a lotus that had not yet bloomed.

When this lotus flower appeared, Wang Shuang's mind suddenly became silent. The whole time and space seemed to be frozen. At this moment, Wang Shuang felt that there seemed to be a Dinghai needle in the depths of his mind, and an aura that suppressed everything appeared. The spiritual power is flowing in an orderly manner, like a pond, surrounding two seeds and a lotus in the center, nourished by endless spiritual power.

And in the center of the lotus, something seems to be gestating...

Wang Shuang felt the transformation of this past seed. There were faintly strange lines appearing on his body, intertwining on his body.

When Wang Shuang came back to his senses, he found that the sun had risen, the light of dawn was shining, and a new day had begun in this small village.

Wang Shuang felt his body carefully and felt that it suddenly became much stronger. He was sure that there was no breakthrough in the Nine Revolutions of Stars, but what happened to the physical breakthrough?

Wang Shuang thought about what happened last night. If his past body had a breakthrough, did it mean that he could now use some of the power of his third life?

Thinking about this, Wang Shuang couldn't help but feel strange when he saw Wang Lin coming back from outside, his face gray and breathing slightly.

"Wang Lin, where have you been all morning? You are so tired and out of breath."

"I heard that to become a practitioner, you must have a good body. I want to train my body." Wang Lin said in a deep voice, which made Wang Shuang feel quite funny, "Who told you, want to To become a practitioner, one must be in good health."

"I saw it in a book." Wang Lin said with some embarrassment. The books he mentioned were a few books in the teacher's house in the village. Some of them recorded some strange things from the outside world, but they were not from the village. Children's favorite books.

"That's nonsense!" Wang Shuang shook his head, thought for a moment, and then a basic practice book appeared in his hand and handed it to the other party, "Take it, I will teach you in three days. If you don't understand anything, just ask."

Seeing this, Wang Lin seemed to have received some peerless treasure. He held this basic practice method in his hands and thanked Wang Shuang with a grateful expression. Wang Shuang shook his head. Wang Lin's talent was too low, even if he was given the simplest method. I am afraid that none of the cultivation methods can sense the existence of the vitality of heaven and earth.