After Bai Xiaobai finished lunch, he did not go back to the arena, but left directly back to the hotel.
When Bai Xiaobai returned to the hotel, he fell directly on the bed, stretched and yawned.
I don’t know why, but after leaving the lake, I felt that sleepy feeling that only occurs during meal times.
Bai Xiaobai had no choice but to rely on his last bit of willpower to prevent himself from falling inexplicably on the street.
"Grandpa Mo Jing, good night." Bai Xiaobai rolled himself into the quilt.
"Good night" Mo Jing, who floated out, responded.
After a while, Bai Xiaobai's breathing still became steady.
—In a dream—
It was a dark night, a quiet dark night.
The scene in front of me keeps advancing, and I can see that "I" am on my way. As time goes by, daytime comes.
The road under my feet also entered the mountains from a country road, and I could occasionally hear the sound of running water in my ears.
Time will not stop, and it enters the dark night again in a blink of an eye. Big trees keep appearing in front of us. Occasionally, a hand will be holding on the trunk, but it is just a strength.
"I" never stop.
Bai Xiaobai didn't know how long he had watched "me" change between day and night, but one day "I" finally stopped.
Bai Xiaobai looked at the antique city gate in front of him from "my" perspective. Bai Xiaobai knew that they had finally arrived.
For some reason, there was a very strict censorship at the city gate, so a lot of people were stranded. Their faces were full of panic, their eyes were full of fear, and their clothes were messy, but they were still lining up in an orderly manner, without pushing or making any noise. , the atmosphere was depressing and quiet.
But more people have given up queuing and are living near the city gate, desperately and indifferently waiting to die on the roadside.
All this is because of a notice posted on the city gate.
"Those who are bringing children can enter, those who are about to give birth can enter, and capable people and strangers can enter."
Bai Xiaobai only heard a faint sigh from "I", and then his eyes moved. "I" silently stood at the end of the queue entering the city.
Although the team was divided into two groups, left and right, they all moved forward at a snail's pace. In the quiet team, from time to time someone would break down and cover their face and cry bitterly or look up to the sky and laugh.
Maybe he was crying for his deceased family members, maybe he was laughing at the unfairness of the world, Bai Xiaobai didn't know, but it was just really uncomfortable to watch.
After a while, "I" finally got to the registration desk. "I" took out a cane and said, "I am a teacher. Can I go in?"
The soldier in front of me glanced at "me" with unbearable and struggling expression in his eyes.
"Old sir, the children in the city..." He paused for a while before saying, "The children still need a respectable old gentleman, please go in."
When Bai Xiaobai heard the first half of the sentence, he was suddenly stunned.
Because he was watching everything from the first perspective, the voice he used when reading the diary was the same youthful voice as Lu Yang that Bai Xiaobai saw. Therefore, Bai Xiaobai always ignored that people will grow old. Bai Xiaobai had a few dreams. Condensation is the epitome of Lu Yang’s experience.
Now Lu Yang is also called Mr. Old.
Bai Xiaobai only now looked specifically at "my" hand, and it already had wrinkles.
Bai Xiaobai suddenly wanted to laugh. When he hit the abyss core before, he moved so quickly. Who could tell that this man was at least almost 70 years old. ….
…
A simple review allowed a person to enter the city, but it did not attract the attention of the fear-numbed crowd. Only Bai Xiaobai saw the bag of money quietly stuffed out from the first perspective.
"I" just entered the city. At a certain moment when I passed the city gate, a transparent barrier covered with runes appeared in front of me. "I" closed my eyes and just passed through it.
Bai Xiaobai originally thought that this kind of selected doomsday paradise would at least look like a paradise.
But as a result, many people could only huddle in the corner, and their children also joined groups to keep warm.
They just have a safe environment.
"I" continued walking forward, crossing the central avenue of the city, and came to the building that I could see just after entering the city.
In front of the glorious palace, he was stopped by the guards.
The soldiers here wear more complicated clothes than those at the city gate.
This time "I" also showed my cane, and the soldier looked shocked and asked: "Are you the messenger from that library?"
"Yes" "I" said.
The soldier took away the weapon blocking "me" and said: "Please come in."
"I" walked into the palace gate, and the screen finally started to fast forward obviously. Bai Xiaobai was dizzy when he saw it. In a blink of an eye, "I" was sitting in a palace. There was a person sitting on the right side of the seat and the seat opposite. There are some fruits simply placed on the table in front of you.
The person in the seat spoke first: "The messenger came from afar, why?"
The man was dressed gorgeously and looked like an emperor in his movements. Clearly tell Bai Xiaobai, an outsider, that he is the emperor.
However, "I" only looked at the emperor for a moment, and then mainly looked at the person sitting opposite me.
That person didn't have much aura. He was also dressed in gorgeous clothes, but he felt like he was being forced to come to a meeting by his boss.
"I" asked: "Are you from this generation of the Imperial family?"
The person opposite was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Yes"
"I" asked again: "Are all the 15 gods who have awakened in this generation still awake?"
The person opposite him calmed down his lazy expression, sat upright, and said, "Yes."
"I came here hoping to discuss ways to eliminate the Abyssal Core." "I" finally revealed the purpose of this trip.
The emperor sitting above and the Di family sitting opposite looked at each other. This time it was the Di family who spoke first: "Please tell me."
"More than ten people can force the Abyssal Core to reveal itself with their thoughts, so as long as there are enough people and the arrangement is reasonable, the Abyssal Core can be completely destroyed."
These words attracted great attention from the two of them.
The emperor responded first: "We have received a message that ten people can force the Abyss Core to reveal itself. We have also verified it. It is indeed the case. However, this method is too inefficient, there are too few cultivators, and ordinary people cannot have an effective effect."
"You should have also received a message about the magic that has begun to spread near the library. This is the magic that can give ordinary people the ability to resist the core of the abyss."
"Yes, I received such a message, and also received a record book with magical instructions, and I tried specifically, but no one succeeded," the emperor said.
"Cultivators cannot use magic. Have you ever tried it with ordinary people?"
The emperor replied: "Never"
"Try it, because I am also a cultivator, so I can't show it to you, but in the area near the library, magic has spread, and after many rounds of tests, magic can cause damage to the abyss core."
The two people looked at each other again. After thinking for a while, the head of the Di family agreed: "Okay, we will let people test it. Is there anything else you want to say?"
"I hope that the gods will use the divine soul weapon to help the world eliminate the abyssal core."
When the emperor heard this, he couldn't help it and scolded: "Nonsense."
The head of the Di Family asked solemnly: "Are you saying that magic alone is not enough to destroy the Abyssal Core?"
"Yes, that's why I want to invite a divine Horcrux to be born."
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