God [Ancient Sword]

Heaven destroyed Penglai.

In a certain place in the East China Sea, lightning and thunder never stop, and the turbulent flow of time criss-crosses. Most of Penglai, which was destroyed by natural disasters, fell here, maintaining an eternal stillness.The vortex caused by the gap in space still exists, and the unstable air flow makes this place change every moment. In the mouths of the people of the world, this inaccessible place gradually has a new name, the sea of ​​thunder clouds.

Through those floating times and chaotic spaces, after many years, the young people who returned here stood silently for a long time.

His youthful face was like the radiance of a clear moon, still extremely dazzling, but his temples were already stained with hoarfrost.If the suffering of the lost years can be transformed into a form and become weight, then this area where even the undead do not exist will already crush him.

Is it really that difficult to keep something?

The broken walls and ruins sank dead silently between the space gaps, and some images flashed by in the unfathomable flow of time. The prosperous paradise has been destroyed into a dead country, and the white clothes stand under the dead giant trees, looking up and sinking. Staring at this region that has cut off its vitality.

Touching the corner of his mouth, he stretched out his sleeve to wipe away the bright red.He left Penglai and searched all over the world for opportunities to break through the laws of space.Unexpectedly, in the end, on the devastated land of Penglai, fragments of laws scattered among the cracks were found.

"Offended by the sky, there is nothing to do... The prince Changqin is a widow and loves, and the life master is lonely... Haha..."

As if he lost all his strength in an instant, he sat down beside the giant tree softly, covered his lips with his hands hard, but couldn't stop the blood gushing out mouthfuls.

Even though he knows that the best things in his life are not allowed, they will always be wiped out in this limited time due to various reasons. Inevitable doom - when you see these horrors, you will still hate them so much that you can't restrain them.

This is his last attempt at being a human being. In this land called Penglai, a peaceful and peaceful paradise, he hides his wounds from thousands of years, thinking that he can hold a little freedom, but it should exist, no matter how much you deceive yourself. It still exists, destined to be destroyed, and there will be no deviation due to your will.

The most unbearable thing is that this destiny will come in such a way.He wanted to find the law of time and space, but he wanted him to know that only fragments of the law of space could be found in Penglai's destroyed land of death and life. The misfortune of misfortune never stops, and this immeasurable gain and loss can make people feel extremely painful , but can't even complain about Ai.

Everything in the dark is so ridiculous and tragic!

Bai Yi fell to the ground, almost unconscious for a moment into the sea of ​​darkness and unable to return. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and saw a pool of blood spat out by the desolate region itself.The whole of Penglai was trapped in a gloomy atmosphere, like an unreal memory, everything was pale and gloomy as if it had lost its color, and this piece of bright red fell on it, and the contrast was so strong that it was shocking.

The heavy trauma of the mind has accelerated the rate of body decay, how long this body can last, even he can't estimate it.

He looked up at the withered Changchun tree, raised his hand with difficulty, and penetrated into a spiritual consciousness.

The law of time has been clearly understood, and the fragments of the law of space are hovering here, attracted by time, intertwined and infused into his sea of ​​consciousness.At every moment, endless pictures and fragments flashed, without plot or logic. At a certain moment, he was startled suddenly, and he spit out blood again.

The blood seeps into the withered branches of Changchun, reflecting a bright color in the pale and dry dead skin.Then, a flower slowly bloomed in that place.It is green, a vivid color, and beautiful green flowers—just like the green flowers of Changchun that he saw when he came to Penglai that year.This year is still spring, so even the remaining flowers are blue.

Here, besides him, is the only lifeline.

Bai Yi plucked the flower.

A sentence entered into his mind abruptly, and the flower was instantly annihilated at his fingertips.So the only vitality other than him no longer exists.

'Before the time comes, don't become a demon! 'The last words left by Changchun.

He once came to Longxiao Palace following a breath of deep gratitude, where he saw a harp made of Ruomu, he stared at it for a long time, and burst into tears.That year, his Fenglai was turned into coke during the Heavenly Tribulation, and all the ties with Taikoo disappeared at the moment when the body was destroyed and the immortal body collapsed. The film is called Shuimei, who is lingering in joy, but unexpectedly, after many years, he will encounter an old thing in the world again.If the color of the tree is still shining brightly, the sigh and comfort that travel through time and space penetrate deep into the soul.

Qiluo, the dragon girl, gave him a word, that it was Ah Yan who left behind, telling him not to go back to Hengshan, to find Changchun, and then, to go to the demon world.

Changchun said that the time has not yet come, so tell him not to demonize him.

Bai Yi pressed his chest with his hand.In the depths of the remnant soul, suppressed by a divine fan, the dense skeleton seemed to be trembling—before he turned into a demon, he had already become a demon.

Come to think of it, the skin of this person who came from the soul is so useful.It covered up the spirit that was possessed by demons and crazily clamored to destroy the world, it covered up the distorted and painful spirit that hated the world and hated itself, and it covered up the memories of being knocked down and wiped out by dust and mud for generations.

When he was not a human being, he longed for everything that a human being should have in this world, but he was not a complete person. The world rejected him and abandoned him, but he still had a part of a human being, which made him suffer from the inertia that human beings always have. Coveting warmth and shrinking and hesitating.In the end, Yanan was gone, and the kingdom that had given him a peaceful place was destroyed and left with nothing.

So, what else is there to do?

Bai Yi raised his head and looked at the sky where the broken walls were suspended, time and space were still, he was alive here, and if he looked at it, he might be hurt by the decay of the infinite prosperity and the vicissitudes of the East China Sea.

Something from the remains of the ancient phoenix was about to move along the blood. He remembered the scene he saw in Luofu Sword Realm and Weak Water Realm that year. The god who created the world, the phoenix who fell and never regretted it, was as dark as hell. The loathing and resentment kept resurfacing, and the crazy desire and pain entangled his mind and couldn't stop. He thought of A-Yian's eyes that didn't belong to this world, and the god who gathered him in his palm in the dream before the ancient wilderness.

Heaven destroys Fenglai, breaks up his fairy body, destroys reincarnation, makes him unable to be a human being, then become a demon, become a demon, go round and round in the world for thousands of years, but still return to the first choice, go wrong Having lost his way and pushed himself into such a desperate situation, the only thing left is to fight to the death.

Baiyi gathered up the fragments of the laws floating in this land, and after fully mastering the application of the laws of space, he finally left Penglai.

Time and space completely divided this region, and some spaces were even beyond his touch. However, he saw simple tombs in certain regions, and those floating corpses had their destinations on short graves, and the inscriptions on the stone tablets were distorted and blurred. , but... Can he think that there will be someone who escaped that disaster?

On the top of Mount Heng, the icy-white phoenix nestled on the sycamore tree silently watching the soul in the lotus pond like it has been for thousands of years in this world.

Even she can see that her soul power is getting weaker and weaker in this cycle of reincarnation. To be able to maintain a complete soul and return to this lotus pond to receive repairs, she has to peel off the spiritual power and pour it into it. the stone bead.

How many lives can there be?Snow Emperor thought.When will these painful years end?

She thought of the looming palace in the chaotic air 33 days away, and the gods who slept in it and didn't know when to wake up. During the time when the mountain top was bound to the ground and could not leave, she had difficulty reviewing all the times after the Great Desolation one by one. Then he moved himself to tears.

Beside the lotus pond, not far from the sycamore tree, a small tree was slowly growing against the wind, and when it was about ten feet high, it stopped climbing up, but slowly stretched out its branches, and then burst into green flowers.

Those flowers are trembling, facing the pond full of green lotus, but they are also extraordinarily beautiful.

Snow Emperor poked his head out among the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree for a look, and wiped away his tears in annoyance.

A Yan opened his eyes in the lotus pond.

The undercurrent in the East China Sea, the White Dragon King came to take her away, the news that she had a premonition but could not know exactly... It was not until she left Penglai and waited quietly at sea for the end of her life that she had a vague idea of ​​what Penglai would encounter cognition.But just like the countless silences before, this time, there is no difference.

Even though so much has been lost in samsara, something about her from the gods remains ingrained.If your every action has ever had a dramatic impact on the world, you will also get used to being silent and watching it all.Just like many times before, she could only watch him step into desperation, so many times when the fate of heaven came to destroy her, she could only quietly wait for the destruction to come.

But she also has something she wants. 33 The gods outside the sky have no desires, but she is just a soul that wanders along with this cycle of reincarnation. She stepped into this world and was bound by the way of heaven. What I want.I want to be with him forever, I want to make him free, I want to regain the lost memories of the ancient times, I want to have a little affection for the god who has been lonely for hundreds of millions of years, but how can I do it?

The White Dragon King wanted to save her, but in the end he could only watch her take her last breath in pain.She returned to the lotus pond because of the rejection of reincarnation, but in a trance, she also heard the heart-piercing dragon cry that pierced through time and space. He reminded her of the remnant soul who watched her turn into a stone statue in the West Xuanfu Land a long time ago... She also feels the pain, she can feel the pain, even if it is for a short time, even if the body cannot retain the memory of the pain, who can say that this pain does not exist.

She stayed in the lotus pond, letting the aura wash away the impurities in her soul, which was also painful, endless waves of pain.The more samsara, the heavier the pain when you leave the samsara.

The soul body is not yet complete, reincarnation will not let her reincarnate again, Ah Yan raised his head and smiled comfortingly at the Snow Emperor, and then looked at a branch she asked the White Dragon King to retrieve from the source of the cave.That branch has now grown into a small tree.

As soon as she saw it, the little tree swayed to her with green flowers all over it.

Changchun was destroyed again, which was a crisis comparable to that when the world repelled and destroyed it, but when that branch fell into her hands, it meant that nothing in the world could destroy it again.

Cause and effect are such magical things.She is not the Qinghua High God, she is just a ray of divine thoughts that are about to disappear, but she does originate from a part of the High God, with her thinking, her majesty, and all the honor in this world, she cannot affect 33 A god outside the sky, but everything she did, the way of heaven will also remember it on the head of the god above.

When she took over that branch, it meant that she took over all the destiny that belonged to Changchun.It has become closely related to her.Just like that year when she brought back the destined last phoenix in this world at the undead volcano, cause and effect have been connected ever since.

"Ayan Ayan, what should we do now?" Snow Emperor asked blankly.

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That web review is just annoying.The chapters that have been updated for several days have been dragged out again. In fact, it was written a long time ago, but I can only throw it into the manuscript box... Waiting for the next update... Hey~