The scene in this dream ended abruptly. Bai Xiaobai opened his eyes and saw the ceiling through the dim light outside the window at night.
"You're awake, it's already midnight." Mo Jing, who was standing by, watched Bai Xiaobai stare at the ceiling with his eyes open, and then after hearing his own voice, his eyes found focus.
Bai Xiaobai is now looking at Mo Jing, she is silent.
As long as he had time, Bai Xiaobai would tell Mo Jing about the dreams he had in the past, detailing them and adding some of his own opinions. After listening to them, Mo Jing would also tell Bai Xiaobai some of the things she had dreamed about in her dreams. The situation at that time cannot be seen from the perspective.
But this time, Bai Xiaobai didn't know whether to talk about the dream.
Bai Xiaobai knew that a divine soul weapon was an artifact composed of the soul of a god and specific items, but she didn't know that using a divine soul weapon would accelerate the consumption of a god's life.
Therefore, to be exaggerated, Grandpa Mo Jing is really a grandfather, an old man who is about to reach the end of his life. When he thinks of this, Bai Xiaobai feels very uncomfortable.
She doesn't like people leaving, especially familiar people leaving.
This made Bai Xiaobai suddenly remember the difference between himself and Lin Weier. Lin Weier couldn't bear to leave him, so he persuaded her to leave with a few words of bad chicken soup.
Why is it that my obsession has become even deeper?
"Xiao Bai?" Mo Jing called out when he saw that Bai Xiaobai kept looking at him without speaking.
"Um?"
"You are staring at me motionless. Did you encounter something you can't understand in your dream again?"
Bai Xiaobai sat up and shook his head. It was a well-established fact that using a divine soul weapon would consume a god's soul. Although he didn't want to accept it, there was nothing he couldn't understand.
"No"
"Grandpa Mo Jing, I saw in my dream what exactly happened at that time you mentioned."
"Um"
"Grandpa Mo Jing, will you die in the future?"
Mo Jing was stunned for a moment, then said after thinking for a moment: "There is nothing in the world that will not dissipate."
"I saw someone in a dream who said that using a divine Horcrux will speed up the dissipation of gods. Is it true? Will you die?"
Mo Jing looked at Bai Xiaobai's serious eyes. He knew that this question could not be avoided, so he said truthfully: "Yes."
"Is there a way to solve this?"
"As long as I can get out and return to my divine body to warm up, my soul can be raised back."
"So is this the fundamental reason why the Gods have been eager to go out?"
"Yes," Mo Ding nodded.
Bai Xiaobai suddenly thought of something mentioned in his dream. The way for the gods to extend their existence is to take turns to reincarnate and protect the gods in the world.
Following this line of thinking, Bai Xiaobai found that he had already met many gods.
Di Wenlan knew from the name of the envoy from the Yan Empire that he had received before that he was a god, and Song Ke should have done the same.
Then there are people you can usually meet in school, Sheng Yao and Song Yu.
And his great disciple, Di Taihao.
The logic in the dream shows that Di Taihao is the god who slept from the beginning until now. He can definitely live longer than other gods.
But if he doesn't leave this world, he will disappear one day.
Thinking of this, Bai Xiaobai exhaled. She suddenly realized that the task of taking everyone out, which had been placed on her before she knew it, was so heavy. ….
Bai Xiaobai solemnly promised Mo Jing:
"I know, I will try my best."
"Don't put pressure on yourself, the gods are not so anxious yet." Mo Jing floated in front of Bai Xiaobai and said to Bai Xiaobai in a kneeling posture.
"We will not give up any opportunity to go out, so we will provide you with help, just like I will appear in front of you."
"However, you are just a possibility. The Gods have not put all their bets on you. You are just a 16-year-old girl, so there is no need to put too much pressure on you, just do your best."
Mo Jing's original intention was to relieve Bai Xiaobai's pressure.
Although Bai is growing rapidly now, he is not yet ready to take on this responsibility. It would be bad if he overthinks it now.
After all, similar things have happened before. I took on everything too early, and the last thought made me lose everything.
So now let Bai Xiaobai grow up well first.
"Then if all possibilities fail in the end, what will happen to the Gods?"
"Dissipate completely and become the nourishment of the world."
—Luoyang City—
Luoyang City has been the capital of the Yan Empire for tens of thousands of years, and it has always been the most prosperous city in the Yan Empire.
A man was walking on the street, with his long bangs and green eyes looking at the surrounding shops, walking through the crowd, but not having the slightest contact with the people around him.
Comes from the wind and disappears in the smoke.
—In the hotel—
Waking up in the middle of the night, Bai Xiaobai felt the familiar sleepiness after chatting with Mo Jing for a while. She knew that it was time for her to sleep again.
Bai Xiaobai didn't resist. He huddled into the bed, got into a sleeping position, said hello to Mo Jing, and then closed his eyes.
For three breaths, the person was still asleep.
—In a dream—
The scene has not changed. It is still a conversation between the emperor, the head of the imperial family, and "I".
Zhou Qi may have been willing to believe what I said since "I" revealed his identity.
He followed what "I" said and felt incredible
"Prophet, why are you apologizing?" You did nothing wrong.
"If you were braver, maybe the gods would have gone out long ago."
"I" took off the mask, and the person began to age rapidly, returning to his original appearance, and his voice became thicker again.
"We have persisted until now. What are you saying, prophet?" By saying this, you are vetoing all our struggles. There was some excitement on Saturday.
"I have found a possibility that can allow the Gods to escape. The time has not yet come for this possibility, so I hope to use the power of the divine soul weapon to quickly quell the disaster caused by the Abyssal Core and create an environment for the possibility to come."
"What's the possibility?" Zhou Qi asked in a bad tone.
"Do you remember the Watcher God?"
"Remember, if it wasn't for his protection during the battle, everyone would have died."
"The Watcher God is about to wake up, and the Gods can bet on the possibility of his escape."
"Is the Watcher God about to wake up?"
"Yes"
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