The current world is always uncertain. Only that path, which is also the path in his heart, is solid and real!
Although there were crowds of people standing on both sides of the path, at this time, this bright path was still quiet and silent...
At this moment, his footsteps were so heavy. He walked forward step by step. His dark face slowly turned red. He smiled and continued to walk forward with a fearless look on his face.
Perhaps, the front is where hope lies! He gently touched the tip of his nose, and the fire in his pupils grew stronger and stronger.
The light blue storm may have erupted suddenly. When the prosperous blue light slowly filled his mind, he saw a page of blue paper, flying quietly in his little world.
He was startled in his heart and stared blankly at the page of paper. Could it be that...
Then, a page of yellowed paper slowly floated into the sky, "Book of the Purana"...
At this moment, his mind suddenly became open-minded. The world in front of him was changing rapidly. What would happen?
In the outer realm, when those bright lights and shadows are flying randomly in front of your eyes, dust is floating in the sea, and the waves are hitting the dark cliffs crazily.
And when all this came to a halt, he saw a pale city floating in the air. The city was rising and falling, and its heavy ancient charm was awe-inspiring.
And the dark blue waves always touch the sky, and then slowly sink down. This is repeated over and over again...
At this time, he became alone again. He rubbed his pupils, stared blankly at the sky, and murmured softly: "Qier, how far am I still from you..."
He stretched out his arms and touched the sky gently.
How far is it...
He smiled, lowered his head and looked at his feet. His body was floating on the vast sea. None\./Error\./Update\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m
The next moment, he was so surprised that he was speechless...
The statues were carved from bluestone. When the tide receded, the stone statues carved from bluestone slowly emerged.
The vast waves wash away the filth in the world time and time again, but those statues of gods never give in. Their edges and corners are as sharp and stiff as before.
Slowly, illusory lights and shadows appeared on the statue. Those lights and shadows floated quietly on the sky.
And just when he was a little dazed.
Suddenly, the statue burst out with a dazzling white light, breaking through the sky. The world at that time was so bright...
At this time, the silent sky slowly became clear, and the dark blue sky silently transformed into a clear and light blue. The clear skylight gently touched the land underfoot.
However, after a while, those statues standing in the deep sea suddenly burst out with a bright light, reaching the sky. Is that a demon god? Or banished immortals one after another?
At this moment, deep in his heart, there was only a feeling of shock, but a moment later, he laughed out loud, "God has never neglected me! I will definitely live up to God's wishes!"
The uncertain light and shadow reminded him of what he saw and heard on the Ghost Flag Star. At that time, he still remembered the chess game called "The Soul Dream Game"!
At this moment, what he felt was not the chess game, but the gods on that chess game!
Perhaps, at this moment, he gradually realized how weird that game of chess was, just like its name - Soul Dream Game!
In late autumn, the sky feels so depressing. After the light rain, the sky turns blue and white again.
At that time, the sea and the waves could almost touch the sky...
Wow...
The sea water surges high into the sky!
boom!
The sea water fell again, and the heavy longing slowly left a mark in my heart along with the uncertain lights and shadows.
At this moment, the distant sigh appeared again in his heart. This time, he heard clearly, "Cangshen Illusion!"
He was stunned for a moment. At this moment, there was a chill in his heart. On the distant sky, there was a pale city.
Since that pale blue white paper appeared. (The next page is more exciting!)
, he was in this realm, but he was still a little confused.
Why am I...appearing in this domain...
The waves reached the sky, and at this moment, he actually saw this scene!
The bluestone statue slowly woke up. When the dazzling divine light slowly merged into the bluestone statue, they began to wake up...
The moment those bluestone statues rose from the ground, there were actually more whirlpools in the vast sea. The whirlpools were spinning wildly. The vast waves, at this moment, were like a fierce horse, slowly Tamed.
The waves surged, and the blue god awakened. When the blood-red sword light slowly gave birth to a kind of divinity in the blue sea, the originally vast sea turned out to be like a pool with blue waves. Flying to the sky, then falling heavily.
The sea bed collapsed and became a piece of land, and the sea that became it was no longer there!
Life is in front of us, changing rapidly. God is kneading the mud in his hands, and life is gradually metamorphosing.
When the gods were born, it was the time when this land full of vitality was resurrected!
Many years from now, you may still see those dried fish and shrimps on the seabed, and the remaining shells of shellfish after their life is bleak will leave a trace of their own light and shadow when the sky is bright.
The complex life was rapidly transformed in front of Yu Zun's eyes. The bluestone statues left by Cang Shen were standing in various directions on the earth. He quietly looked up at the statues that were as big as ten thousand meters, and felt deep in his heart. Unknowingly, slowly, I became more awe-struck.
The city spreads rapidly from the feet to the surroundings, and the signs of life become more and more profound under the complicated time.
At this moment, from time to time, a phantom would pass across the vast sky. It does not mean that it is an illusory and unreal existence, but that kind of unpredictable and majestic power really made Yu Zun's heart, I felt a sense of powerlessness!
Is this the power of God? And at this moment, he once again saw those gods flying all over the sky. The divine light was dazzling and piercing into people's hearts.
At this moment, a demonic figure once again appeared behind him, but he was unaware of it at the time.
Ever since the demonic shadow emerged, this world has begun to become desolate.
The cold wind in late autumn is even colder than before. The strong wind sweeps the vicissitudes of the earth, and numerous fallen leaves are swept high into the sky by the strong wind.
At this time, life slowly begins to wither, as if it is rolling back towards the past scene.
The red maple on the verge of death was swept away by the strong wind, and the colorful fallen leaves spread all over the ground, like a death state, so grand and spectacular...
Wow!
The sound of the sea came again to my ears. At this moment, the originally bright earth became dark again. Later, everything I couldn't reach out and touched had an extreme cold!
Panicked, his heart became hesitant and hesitant. At that moment, he looked at God, and what he touched seemed to be drops of tears left by God. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
The night rain is so thin and cool, so helpless...
When the gods came to the world again, bloodthirsty demons slowly bred in this heavy land.
His breath was cold, and deep in his heart, it seemed even colder. In those years without tomorrow, everything became weak and pale!
The earthquakes in the earth became stronger each time, and the world seemed to collapse at any time. He looked up at Cang Ming, and the demon behind him was also looking directly at the sky quietly!
Those sharp sword-like divine lights and self-demon eyes pierced straight into the sky.
At this moment, the cold and silent world seemed to be the grave of the ownerless. The vitality of the creatures born in the light of the gods withered once again.
And those dark tombs, like a group of wild beasts, opened their bloody mouths, just waiting for the moment when life falls!
The ending of everything has already been written in the dark, but in ancient times, those people with incredible power could not change the fate of the people, and the light of the gods could not illuminate the future!
Those poets who came from far away settled in remote towns, and the divine light flowed in from their heavenly caves.
Their eyes opened gently. (The next page is more exciting!)
Together, at that time, the poet's peripheral vision was also so bright and sharp!
Mohe grows quietly in the wind and rain, and the people in the village still laugh loudly in the darkness, seemingly unaffected by the demons who come to this world.
However, when he stepped into this small town step by step, he was startled in his heart. He finally looked back. He stared blankly at the demon, and his shallow breathing gradually became disordered. "Why are you following me...you! Damn it!"
Canglang also surged up to the sky again, and those rusty black iron blades sank to the bottom of the sea, seemingly reluctant to return to the world again.
At this moment, he seemed to slowly understand what the demon behind him meant to him...
But he was a child born in the dark, and his ending was already doomed!
"Perhaps, I should have danced among the demons!" At that time, a bright red blood appeared in his pupils again.
The silent light, like a sharp sword, cuts through the sky and the dark, and penetrates into people's hearts!
At this moment, the distant and vicissitudes of a sigh came to my ears again, "Child! You have gone astray!"
His heart trembled, and the bloody light in his eyes also turned slightly dull at that moment.
"But my brothers...my friends...my family...they are all...but they are all..." He His voice slowly became trembling, and he didn't know what to express.
Who will he tell the stories in his heart?
The snowy sky was the lonely island in his heart.
In the sky above his little world, there was a piece of red light. Slowly, the piece of red light fell apart. The red light slowly transformed into a purple-gold aura and an orange-yellow aura.
At that moment, the chill in his heart was slowly dissipated. He looked into the distance, looking at the village full of ink and lotus flowers, and the old poet was still holding the book and reciting word for word... ....
The blood in his eyes slowly faded away, and the coldness lingering in the air slowly melted away like a piece of ice.
At this moment, the figure of the demon behind him became a little illusory. I don't know how long it took, but the chanting in his ears continued.
His heart slowly became clearer. When he looked into the sky, there was a faint light in the east, slowly climbing up the sky. \./hand\./machine\./version\./first\./issue\./update\./new~~
It's dawn...time is slowly going backwards!
He stared blankly at the sundial above his head. At this moment, he was so excited in his heart, and even a little scared!
At this time, he realized the charm of time, and the dark land became bright again. The grass that fell with the wind finally straightened up, and even they had the glory of life in their hearts. !
He walked into the distance, and in the sky at that time, in the depths of the floating clouds, there were cities built of white jade. The cities were floating on a piece of pure white feathers, and the feathers were thousands of feet long. lofty!藲忿尛螞网
The pale blue paper was still flying gently in his little world.
At this time, this piece of blue paper slowly fell on an isolated island covered by cold snow. There was no human life on the lonely island, and the empty black stone hall occupied the entire island.
Speaking of which, although this isolated island is a bit cramped, it stretches thousands of miles away. This isolated island is like a black dragon, entrenched in the middle of the sea. Perhaps, this isolated island is also the center of his little world. !
No wonder, this island submerged in snowflakes is a place to practice the most mysterious mysteries in his heart!
He may not have noticed that when the piece of pale blue white paper fell on the island, the snow on the island actually fell faster and faster.
The wind and waves were blowing, and the snow melted in his hands. At this moment, he was sleeping in a dream, but he was standing on an isolated island.
He looked at the blue sky and sighed slightly, "When will this snow stop?"
Snowflakes were dancing gently around the white paper. At that time, he was startled in his heart, and he seemed to have caught a hint of information.
Snow swirled in his palms, and those ancient words became clearer and clearer in his eyes...
In the vast sea, in the surging waves. (The next page is more exciting!)
, there is a dark shadow, they are wearing a black robe, standing on the top of the waves, looking at the sky quietly.
"Brother! We swear to follow you to the death! If one day, Brother no longer needs us, we will commit suicide!"
A distant sigh, passing through the silent rain alley, passing through the bright day path, passing through the bright villages, I saw the blossoming ink lotus swaying in the wind, and they were blooming back then.
In the swaying world of wind and snow, those huge pupils were staring at everything in front of them among the clouds, but those huge pupils could not penetrate the world that was frozen by the cold wind and white snow.
At this moment, Yu Zun stood in the middle of the isolated island, looking at the sky quietly. He must have heard those sad and sad voices. He shouted softly: "I will not abandon you! Because you are all mine." Dear brother..."
What kind of existence was the devil in ancient times?
At this moment, the light in his originally bright heart was blocked by a dark cloud.
Tell me...who you really are...
The sounds echoed between the sea and the sky, colliding gently in each other's ears. At that moment, the whole world was silent.
Hi!
The darkness will always recede, right?
Tomorrow's sun will still be bright, and it will illuminate your dark heart! It will make the silent world in your heart become noisy again!
He looked up at the wind and snow, and at this time, above his head, a cauldron of ice throne appeared over the isolated island.
The vast wind and snow have not receded, and the bright time is still shining. The stories told in the darkness will be like withered vegetation at dawn, no longer interesting!
But the stories told in the brightness will span the vast time and space and be passed down forever...
I don't know when, there were old men on those thrones. He was startled in his heart. Perhaps, he had already felt the breath from a foreign land, but this breath was light, even inconspicuous. of!
The blue sky is frozen into a process on the cold island. The bright light will not recede early. They will linger here for a long time!
And this is also a scene that Yu Zun likes to hear and see.
Cang Shen Illusion! Throne of Ice and Fire! Monument of Confucian scholars! And the descendants of those demons!
He quietly looked at the sky, where the Ice Throne was floating up and down over the isolated island, and the next scene made his heart twitch violently.
Those old men sitting on the throne may be the old friends who ruled the kingdom back then!
In other words, are they gods?
At this moment, he didn't find everything he wanted. He even said that he couldn't catch a trace of the breath of a monk in these old men!
As the saying goes, "Easy to lift a weight, don't show off your edge!", he would also think so. First\./issued\./updated\./new`..mobile version
When those old men stood up, he realized how ridiculous his contempt was.
"Once the sword is drawn, the hatred that seals the throat will last forever!"
"With one sword, the former shame can be avenged, and the former shame is boundless and reaches the sky!"
"The spirit is at ease, the sword flows, the gods are killed, the foolish wish is made, the heart should be at ease, but the soul is no longer there!"
The light splashed in the space, but the old man had a smile on his face and said: "Young man! Go find the real enemy!"
The Ice Throne, like a city, suddenly fell to the ground. At this time, those old men walked towards the black stone halls. After they entered the black stone halls, the halls became bright.
And this isolated island gradually became populated. There was no useless person on the isolated island. When the old man sat down in the main hall, it felt like a falling stone suddenly fell to the ground in his heart!
At that time, his heart gradually calmed down. He grinned, laughed loudly, and murmured to himself: "I have never had anyone to rely on, and I have never imagined..."
"But, their appearance seems to have given me wireless power!"
And the Ice Throne is still lingering on the sky, lingering...
