It's dark.
Someone's punch seemed to take away the light from the world.
Brightness is what people pursue. It is a source of warmth that brings to the world.
Whoever fulfills the truth enters the light. But everything changed at this moment.
This is who fulfills the darkness, this is the truth!
Regardless of whether it is evil or evil, whoever has the overwhelming momentum, whoever is more powerful, whoever has a harder fist. That's the truth.
At this moment, the sky is red with blood and the black river is cut off. They are all gone. As far as the eye can see, there is only deep black.
The light is broken, so who can possess this truth?
In the darkness, there was only the howling of the wind. There was also the sound of countless pieces rolling up and cracking. It seemed like...the world was really shattered.
How terrifying this is. The rules and regulations here are far superior to those in the outside world. Even those peak beings who are immortal are difficult to shake. However, with just such a punch, all the light was extracted, and the whole world collapsed.
In the darkness, no one can be seen. But just based on the momentum, how could it be that this unprecedented loudness could not be heard?
This is a place of rules that is above a vast vast land. It is a vast and vast city with an immeasurable area. After all, there are a few areas like this, but not many, only extremely rare. Maybe, there are only a few places.
However, it collapsed here. With just one punch, it collapsed into ashes.
The light disappeared, but people thousands of miles away could still hear other sounds in the wind.
In addition to the sound of countless cracking fragments, there is also burning in the wind.
Those are fireworks.
It is a blazing firework, a firework that can only be heard, but cannot be seen.
This punch drew out the darkness. Therefore, even fireworks cannot light up this darkness.
Perhaps, there will be no light here from now on. There is just this boundless blackness, this endless darkness.
Perhaps, there is a rotating scenery here, covered with blazing fireworks. This is the thick fierce flame that has been laid down for countless years, or perhaps it is the unwilling roar of the millions of creatures who were sacrificed in batches after death.
It’s the accumulation of one life after another, one body after another. It is death intention and resentment. In a sense, it even surpasses the Four Evils.
But, is there really something in this world that is beyond this heinous crime?
This is obviously impossible. The most heinous crime is the greatest evil. How can it exceed the greatest evil?
The fusion of these unwilling creatures and their grievances is earth-shattering. The furious storm that formed came out of the crack and tore the entire world apart.
Although, this darkness blocks everything. Unable to see the roar.
Perhaps, there is a thick fog under the darkness, a hundred thousand thick fog that permeates the whole world, even those three words in blood. It was a storm roaring in the thick fog, rolling up the sky thousands of miles away and tearing it apart.
This storm. Roll up those countless void fragments. Amidst the shocking roar and the loud rumbling sound, he ran towards a certain figure.
Then, there seemed to be another punch. It was muffled and weak at first, but soon became louder and louder. In just a moment, it once again shook the entire sky.
The waves of the sea were heard. It was a sudden rolling of huge waves, as if there was a vicious spirit within it, with boundless anger at this moment, roaring across everything.
Perhaps the waves of the sea are nothing compared to this.
Or maybe, someone is just taking a boat. In the face of this rush, he remains as still as a mountain. In that person's eyes, maybe it was just a stone falling into the river and causing a splash.
Then, people heard another sigh, as if this ebb and flow was extremely short-lived, and they were helpless about it.
"Who are you talking to about this matter?"
Someone murmured softly, with sadness and pity. In this countless explosions.
In this darkness, there are thirteen figures hidden. This is the most powerful and pinnacle existence in this world that has not yet begun. Even if it has begun, it is still the most powerful and peak existence.
A total of thirteen statues. This is a legend, this is the heyday that only existed in the last taboo era.
This is the supreme being in the taboo era. Who dares to disrespect him? Who can challenge me?
All they have to face is to be ruthlessly destroyed, and their bodies and souls will be scattered. Nothing can be left.
The sound of the waves shook, and what was initially a muffled sound turned into an echo. After the fragments, there was another sound of breaking, and then it exploded. It was completely destroyed, and nothing was left. It's really too scary.
Suddenly, another red light rose from high in the sky.
This is a dim blood word, one after another, and another after another. Those three ominous scarlet words are ultimately difficult to cover.
However, there was a dull sound again. Let this newly lit world fall into darkness again.
One punch, and another. The sound was soft and muffled. The thirteen terrifying beings hidden in the darkness finally took action.
When these beings take action, everything is wiped out.
when they appear. It is difficult to escape from this world.
But, then, there was another sigh.
"Who can I talk to about this matter?"
The helplessness is getting thicker and the sadness is getting deeper and deeper.
It’s just that this helplessness is for whom? Who is this sadness for?
Is it yourself or others?
Perhaps, it’s one of both.
This helplessness is for those who died buried in this darkness. Not just here, in this vast world, everywhere, there are people who helplessly sacrificed their lives.
Maybe he didn't become one of them. But the people around me are unfortunate enough to be one of them.
Is this abandonment by the world? It is still the general trend and has become a theorem. This is the truth about how the world works?
He was unlucky, and the unlucky people around him became unlucky.
It's just that these misfortunes are those people who are willing to become misfortunes after all. Just to be able to continue to let the world where we are, be able to circulate the truth.
So, what about here?
The man in the darkness still didn't understand. This has unfortunate implications. Just to prove that even if you make a wrong step or step, as long as you believe that you are the truth, you can walk on the path you originally wanted to take?
Perhaps, there is a secret here that can reverse the wrong path.
But the man in the darkness was desperate. If you take the wrong path, then turn back and find the right path.
He's going to take it again.
"The world is wasting away, and the beginning is gone. Is there still the innocent song from the beginning..."
In the darkness, the man was asking himself.
But here, no one can answer.
I can only walk on my own in the tidal wave of the sea, which is full of suffering in the world.
Is it submerged? Or are you still taking a leisurely stroll despite the roaring waves? Wandering here?
There was a sudden fragrance in the air.
Then, in the darkness, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and the fragrance floated thousands of miles away. Like willow catkins, and like sand and dust coming like snow.
So, the sky was filled with moonlight.
Someone created a light, stood on a big boat named Mingyue, faced the storm and waves, and received a punch from the air.
.......
Who can I talk to about my concerns? The time spent in this world is all gone. Do you still have the original innocent song? This is what I ask myself. My wings are broken, and I really don’t seem to have the energy to write anymore. Really lost to reality. I want to marry the one I love, but her parents must give her a guarantee. So, my beloved and I discussed saving money together and making a down payment. It’s just that it costs three hundred thousand. I can’t get it out of my house right now.
So, I traveled thousands of miles and came to Chengdu. Just so that my relatives can help me and borrow money when I am in trouble. It will be deducted from my salary next year. No more, no less, four thousand and five a month. Much more than my royalties. However, it was agreed from the beginning that food and accommodation would be included. At the end of the day, you are responsible for what you eat. I'm afraid, there is no such thing as giving tens of thousands more if you make more money, because the market is very bad this year and their business is not good. In such a big city, no matter how much you save, you can only save three thousand and five thousand. Two people can only have sixty or seventy thousand together.
I am unwilling to give in. I have always wanted to write the story that I want to write and the longing in my heart. But I am still unwilling to let the person I love end up being oppressed by my family and become a regret in this life. Dreams or love, who should you choose? I had the answer right from the start. What do dreams mean in front of love? My dream did not provide me with food and clothing.
I really don't have much energy right now. No days off, physical work. When I get off work every day, it's almost ten o'clock until I cook, finish eating, wash dishes, and take a shower. Each chapter must be squeezed out day by day. I write every day. However, it still took several days to complete one chapter and more than 2,000 words.
I've read reviews of this book, and the best one was written in a tweet.
The wonderful thing about this book is that it is different from other cultivation theories, but what is different from other cultivation theories is that it may only have a skeleton, but it is like a person with flesh and blood, and it has emotions throughout the text. , not just the mysterious reality mentioned in "upgrade to overcome difficulties and pick up treasures". Love, friendship, love and perseverance create great cause and effect goodness, and also create the mysterious wisdom that "enlightens thousands of things and contains the ultimate rationality"... Each volume will have some passionate battles or heart-breaking sadness, Or a dream of truth, or having a well thought out cause and effect... there is always some feeling, especially of cause. Therefore, the relationship between the characters is fully developed. In the current fast-food reading habit of online texts, have you ever calmed down and experienced the sedimentation between the lines?
I know that my story is not in line with current trends. It is difficult for people nowadays to settle down.
only. My dream is that everyone can, like the protagonist, go through the frivolity of youth and the precipitation of time. Contain love for your family, relatives, and even the people around you. The family regards the world as their home and does not sweep the snow in front of the door.
In this world, there are always people who can sacrifice their lives to die, and they will sacrifice their lives for everyone. But there are also people who are indifferent and just want to protect themselves. When I was writing this book, I kept thinking about how many people would come forward if the world we live in encountered an unprecedented disaster.
Just like this year’s virus. The motherland we live in is generous and generous. However, in some places, it is for its own benefit, not the current chaos, but just for itself.
What would it be like if everyone could stand up in the face of disaster and avoid adding insult to injury?
But, this is still wishful thinking. Intention in mind.
Here, I would like to thank several book friends. Even with this update, it still supports me.
Thanks to Feng Shui for the rebirth, thanks to the most beautiful moonlight, my favorite people, thanks to enjoy Haoling, and those friends who have never given up on me and followed me for many years.
No matter what, I will bring this book to an end. It's just that it takes a little longer. I also want to have both love and dreams, but this is still a wishful thinking. So, I have to grab it somewhere else.
