The southwest corner of the Territory Lord's Mansion.
The bamboo forest is quiet, and a woman who looks like a painting shuttles among the tumbling bamboo leaves. She holds a green bamboo sword in her hand, her movements are slow, her sword moves are like moving clouds, sometimes piercing into one bamboo leaf after another, but there is no damage at all. , leaving no trace of the sword.
Suddenly, her pair of beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, and her slender, jade-like hands turned the bamboo sword upside down. There was no ripples, but the green bamboo sword body was filled with chaotic light, with illusory and transparent ripples, like sword energy. Condensation, stabbing forward slowly but quickly.
Ding!
Two slender fingers appeared in front, looking ordinary, and they just intercepted the green sword tip. There was a faint sound of gold and iron, and a little chaotic thunder suddenly appeared between the sword tip and the fingers. Pass away.
boom!
The next moment, the bamboo sword exploded into pieces. It could no longer withstand the power between the two, and Su Qinian's figure immediately emerged in the bamboo forest.
"It's not empty but it's real. Your swordsmanship has improved again." Su Qinian looked at Liu Qingchan in front of him and said with a smile on his lips.
"Your skin is thicker." Liu Qingchan glared at him gently.
Su Qinian's smile faltered, but then he saw the woman in front of him burst into laughter. In an instant, the entire bamboo forest seemed to dim, and there was only bright light left in the whole world. Even with Su Qinian's state of mind, at this time He couldn't help but be a little stunned. Since the two met in the previous life, he had never thought that there would be such a day when the two of them would be companions and walk together on the road of cultivation.
Therefore, sometimes, when he suddenly looked back, he would be in a trance for a moment, feeling that everything in this life was like a dream and somewhat unreal.
Until his hand was held by a soft and slender palm. After half a cup of tea, the two of them sat side by side under some green bamboos, listening to the sound of the bamboo leaves whirling, and watching the withered yellow bamboo leaves rolling, like Small boats the size of fingers bumped in mid-air and finally fell into the dust.
Perhaps, this is also a kind of other shore, but the pursuit of all sentient beings in this world is different.
For the weak wild beasts fighting for survival in the wilderness, food and clothing are their other shore. For some weak wandering tribes, a fertile land and water that is peaceful and not occupied by powerful wild beasts is the other shore. For powerful practitioners, becoming a saint, becoming a king, or even living forever is the destination they want to reach.
"Where is our other shore?" Liu Qingchan whispered, revealing a rare change of emotion.
Su Qinian suddenly didn't know how to answer. In fact, with their cultivation level, they might be able to survive thousands or even tens of thousands of years by hiding now and finding a remote star field in the starry sky of the human world. A peaceful time, but what about ten thousand years later?
The turbulent times are approaching, and the time left for them may not even last a thousand years. By then, the world will be transformed into a catastrophe, and no one will be spared.
You hide, he hides, no one has anything to do with himself, no one has anything to do with himself, and everything is destroyed by heaven and earth. What future does this world have?
There are many winds and rains on the road of spiritual practice, but we must not let coldness become the mainstream. The warmth and coldness of this world should be engraved in our hearts, but it is by no means a reason to be weary of the world. All things are mortal, and there is no such thing as joining the world and leaving the world. It is just that the mood is different and the experience is different. Just choose differently.
"You don't have to worry about it, I understand." Liu Qingchan glanced at him, sighed softly, and said, "Whether it is in later generations or here, it seems that no matter in which time and space, peace will always be a luxury, and everything will have animism. , there will be desires, and when there are desires, there will be desires that are hard to satisfy. People have desires, demons have demon desires, gods have divine desires. No one is immune to vulgarity. Even the Supreme Being has his pursuits. Otherwise, it will be empty, there will be no hope for the path, and it will be difficult to practice. It is difficult to achieve enlightenment, and it is difficult to achieve peace in the world.”
"Then create a bright world." Su Qinian's eyes gradually became brighter, "If the heaven and the earth are turbid, we will rebuild the world. If the heavens are unclear, we will punish the heavens. If the gods are in chaos, we will punish the gods. Until everything in this world is in turmoil. The end.”
Some reasons cannot be explained, because they are not the same race at all, and there are already various cognitive differences. They can only be suppressed with force and eliminate the catastrophe.
"I'm waiting for the day when you can defeat all enemies." Liu Qingchan said seriously.
…
Infinite sea of stars.
Over the past two months, the boundless star sea, which was already filled with chaos and blood, became even more turbulent.
Because there are descendants of gods from the kingdom of gods, altars have been set up all over the star sea, and young strong men from all races in the starry sky are recruited to join the divine way. They promise that if they succeed in cultivating gods, they will be given a drop of divine blood to turn into a real god. Gods.
Whether it is the road to becoming a god or the long-term vision, although the Kingdom of the Gods has experienced setbacks in its contacts with the high-level officials of the various tribes, it is still a great temptation for the numerous ordinary people of the various tribes. Especially the people from various races in the boundless sea of stars. They are here to fight for their lives. Their vision is not that high, and they don't care about many things. They lack restraint and are even more unscrupulous.
Therefore, soon after the altars were placed, responders gathered in the endless sea of stars. However, these descendants of the gods did not relax the restrictions. On the contrary, they were more strict than when they came into contact with the various races. Often, hundreds of young and powerful people could Two or three people were chosen, and some of the older generation, over a hundred years old, were mostly rejected unless they had extraordinary talents and physiques.
Even so, there are still crowds of people in the boundless sea of stars, and there are crowds of people in front of every altar every day.
Because people have truly seen the power of embarking on the path of spiritual cultivation. Although they may not be able to defeat the top group of young strong men from all clans, looking at how many people there are in all clans, such a person is not universal at all. In the Infinite Sea of Stars, any improvement in cultivation or combat power often indicates a chance of survival or the possibility of being blessed by chance.
Yang Sang Ling Xing.
This is an ancient star on the edge of the boundless sea of stars. It has a strong spiritual aura. It was originally the hermitage of a saint from the Golden Crow lineage of the demon clan, but recently it has been spotted by a descendant of the god. He has set up an altar to attract all the stars in the sky. The young and powerful members of the clan come here for divine training, select suitable spiritual cultivators, and pass on the Dharma to build the foundation.
On this day, outside the Yangsang Spirit Star, various large and small starships were flying in the starry sky, coming from all over the star field. The temptation of becoming a god and eternal life was not something that anyone could resist, especially for people in this star field. For the people of all races living in the boundless sea of stars, they do not fight for the future, they only fight for the day and night, and they only look at the present.
Plains of the Gods.
This is a vast and wild grassland on Yangsangling Planet, with dense rivers and luxuriant water and grass. Just half a month ago, this place was an unknown place. Just because the altar was placed here, it was called this place. The powerful men from all races in the Star Territory saluted and called them the Plain of Gods. Especially the descendant of the god was regarded as a god. Some even worshiped him, just so that he could inherit the method of becoming a god. .
Star boats, large and small, all landed outside the Plain of Gods. For fear of disturbing the spiritual cultivation of the great man on the altar, everyone chose to go on foot to show their devotion to the Tao.
"But I don't know how many people will be selected today to teach the method of becoming a god. I heard that the young saints were screened out last time and were not chosen. I heard they are from the human race."
"It seems that because he is from the human race, it is rumored that more than three months ago, some descendants of the gods suffered a great loss in the human race's War Emperor Palace. They were disgraced and suffered great humiliation."
"All the races have shown mercy, but who among the human race is so ruthless?"
"God-killing..."
It was a young man from the Spirit Tribe. Before he could even speak the words, he showed an extremely frightened look. Then without any warning, his whole body exploded with a roar, and crystal blood and bones splashed, which was shrill and terrifying.
What!
Many people looked shocked. At this moment, a loud and majestic voice sounded deep in the Plains of the Gods. In an instant, everyone looked up and saw a pair of huge golden eyes appearing in the sky shrouded in clouds and mist. The moon is still brighter, with a breathtaking majestic gaze, and a graceful and noble aura, as if it wants to penetrate into the depths of everyone's hearts.
"Anyone who talks nonsense about the gods will die!"
The cold and majestic voice was more shocking to the soul than thunder from the sky. It made the people of all clans tense up and immediately became silent. They no longer dared to speak nonsense. It was as if they were really under the eyes of the gods. Every word and deed must be respected. Follow the rules, and the gods are not allowed to make arbitrary comments, which is blasphemy.
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