The rain was pouring down, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into a slumber.
There was only one white-haired man standing in the night, wearing white clothes and holding a shovel, looking at the graves in front of him and muttering.
The tomb is not new and is very desolate. It was as if no one had ever come before today except the man in white.
Row after row of graves, covered in many green shrubs and weeds, looked very eerie, like ghosts that would appear during the day. There was no breath of other living beings or any sound within a few miles. .
The white-haired man stood on this dead land, looking at these graves, saying nothing, standing like stone sculptures.
It wasn't until a long time later that he suddenly turned his head and cast his gaze towards the distant sky. The sky was still dark and the thunder and lightning continued, but there was a hint of a formidable smile on the man's face: "Is it finally here?
After saying that, he walked towards the depths of the tomb...
As he passed by, many bushes and grasses were stirred up, and at the same time, many tombstones were revealed.
There is a shocking sound that cuts through the dark sky! It also shattered the dark clouds.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion! Shocking everyone!
The originally dark sky was now as bright as day.
This moment also illuminates these tombstones.
If anyone saw these tombstones, they would be shocked and panicked.
Just because... this is the tomb of all immortals! Tomb of the Gods!
There are a hundred tombstones, gathering countless immortals from the Mysterious Realm! No powerful person in this world has escaped the fate of being buried.
___Li Xunhuan.
The name engraved on the first tombstone was revealed in this brief light. This is a sword god, ranked 49th among the seventy-two strong sword gods. He is at the peak of the realm of destruction and also the peak of the twelve sword patterns. Even a strong man in the mid-air realm may not be his opponent.
___ Lieyan. This is a disciple of Chu Cheng. The nine-level transformation of Suzaku, a magical skill he has learned, is not necessarily weaker than a strong one in the mid-air realm even in the late stages of pilgrimage.
___Ming the piano. A powerful person in the late stage of pilgrimage, he is of the orthodox divine beast bloodline, and he is the first among all races.
___Ao Jiutian. He is also a powerful person in the late stage of the pilgrimage. He has the bloodline of Qinglong and is very powerful in combat. He is the top royal family in the clan and the power of his bloodline is very terrifying. Rumor has it that he possesses the Nine Strikes of the True Dragon. Even if he only comprehends seven attacks, it is still enough to defeat the powerful ones of the same level.
___Lin Qingya, Xiao Yuer, Ye Lingyun, Xiao Fengling, Li Changan, Wang Changqing...
These are the tombs of one immortal and one god after another. They are strong men who have fought in the sixth realm for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years. Most of these people can be said to be the strongest people in the realm of annihilation.
However, they were buried and ceased to exist. Just like mortals, they rot after being buried in the ground.
At this moment, the passage that the white-haired man was walking in the tomb was winding and spreading forward, as if it would never end. The location of these tombstones has never changed.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, at the end of the passage, two stone doors could be seen standing, tightly closed.
The stone gate is nearly ten feet high, nearly ten feet wide, and five feet thick, like a pile of huge rocks. These boulders exude a primitive atmosphere and seem to have experienced a long time.
The passage that the white-haired man walked in the tomb was winding and spreading forward, as if it would never end. The location of these tombstones has never changed.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, at the end of the passage, two stone doors could be vaguely seen standing, tightly closed, exuding a simple and heavy atmosphere.
The white-haired man stood at the door and stared for a long time. He stretched out his right index finger and knocked lightly on the stone door, making a crisp sound. As he kept tapping, the stone door slowly opened. Suddenly, a chill came over him. Enter, it hits your nose.
Inside the stone gate, there was snow.
A snow coming from Junlan City.
The snow fell very quickly and quickly. In less than half an hour, the entire Junlan City was covered
.
The entire city was shrouded in a layer of silver frost. The bodies of pedestrians on the street were frozen and frozen in the snow. The eaves, branches, and even high altitudes were all covered with ice.
A bone-chilling chill spread throughout the city. This extreme cold can freeze even the air.
The white-haired man had never walked into the wind and snow, and raised his eyes to look at the black clouds on the horizon.
The thick black clouds formed a strong contrast with the vast snow.
The black clouds rolled and rolled, rumbling with thunder. The whole world is filled with a depressing atmosphere.
The white-haired man stood quietly, looking up at the thick dark clouds covering a dilapidated mansion.
___Chu Mansion.
Only the willow tree in the mansion still retains the last warmth. The willow tree had long since withered in the wind and snow, and its branches had long since withered, but its trunk was still upright.
This is like the only hope in this extreme cold, a period that refuses to end, alone accompanying several tombstones in the mansion.
"This snowstorm buries a past. However, my world will not disappear just because of this. The end that has been drawn has been wiped away. My story is still going on." The white-haired man murmured. He spoke, withdrew his eyes and looked to the side.
There is also an iron bar next to the stone door.
The shovel was rusty and somewhat decayed.
"I will bury this past. Because "it" is not over. This withering scene no longer needs to exist. "The white-haired man whispered, and then he picked up the iron handle and walked into the frozen world. He exerted slight force with his hands and heard a click, as if something was broken.
The white-haired man waved again, and the clicking sound sounded again. The wind and snow suddenly became more violent. In the mansion, the old tree that should have been destroyed long ago, and the tombstone that should have appeared, completely collapsed today, and the entire frozen world was destroyed together.
"I don't understand why the devil's origin is poison, but it is an addictive and indispensable medicine."
"How much magic power does this tangled and heartbreaking emotion contain?"
"To allow a mysterious monk with no way to go, to forcefully carve out a visible path in a situation surrounded by mountains, or to allow a person who is approaching his lifespan to live for another ten thousand years?" Bai The man stood in the world that was about to disappear, looking into the distance.
Ahead, there was only increasingly blurry white, which was about to become soundless silence. However, in his eyes, one figure after another appeared.
These figures seemed to be overlapped, with countless figures.
The white-haired man moved his ears lightly, as if he heard countless voices from far away, and saw different scenes one after another.
"The marriage between Chu Cheng and her must be approved by the old Marquis. It is best to get married tomorrow."
"Okay, then you and I will get married tomorrow."
"Brother Chu Cheng, you are so kind. Ya'er is falling in love with you more and more. I will definitely learn more about men and women from Brother Moji. I will serve you better on the wedding day."
In the hall, a woman as big as a mountain smiled happily, stuffed the young man in white into her arms, and held him high.
"……."
The girl behind the white-clothed young man had a gloomy look on her face, and a cold-looking woman in black had her eyes widened with fear. The big man beside him was about to drop his jaw in shock.
After so many years of fighting between Ao Jiutian and Ming Qin, this was the first time he saw someone other than cold. This is also the first time I have seen such a fat woman. This woman, almost like a maggot, crawled in front of the young Marquis bit by bit. .
"Brothers, this can be said to be the largest treasure house in Junlan City." Huang Jinze turned to look at Lie Yan and Li Xunhuan.
These are two strange people. They must have some strength. If they find an opportunity, they can also form a good relationship.
Therefore, Huang Jinze likes to make friends the most in his life. .
"Brother Chu, it's your turn."
"Don't worry, wait until I finish the last piece."
"I heard that nowadays
The Empress has the beauty of a flower shy of the moon, so Chu Cheng dedicated a song to wish the Empress long blessings! "
"The clouds are like my clothes, the flowers are like my face, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick. If I hadn't seen it on the top of the jade mountain, I would have met it under the moon on Yaotai."
"Brother, my cultivation is weak now. If we share life and death, I'm afraid if I fall accidentally, wouldn't that implicate you?"
"Hahaha! You are worried. The coexistence of life and death will not affect the oath of heaven. If one of you and I dies, the other will not follow. But! If one day, if you are in trouble! I will fight for my brother. I will save my life! I will also save you!"...
Picture after picture, figure after figure. Those old people and old things will change differently in different worlds.
The white-haired man looked at the scene after scene, his eyes flickering.
"I made a wish."
"Make a wish that you love me and fall in love with me."
A sound came into my ears, as clear and clear as the ringing of a bell, and filled my heart.
The white-haired man chuckled softly and said softly: "It really has such great magic power. I once felt that love gave birth to love, love gave birth to desire, desire gave birth to delusion, delusion gave birth to greed, greed gave birth to anger, and anger And resentment breeds hatred, and hatred breeds evil. In the end, we are still deeply in love, even if it is unintentional now."
He looked at these pictures as if they were just watching a horse show, and then sighed.
"People always want a world where good and evil are separate, rather than fused together."
"It's just that there are some things in this world that we cannot control. For example, emotional deviation. For example, human desires and human nature.
"Our hearts, our will, my heart, my soul, and even the whole world are involuntarily deflected. Over time, it may become distorted."
"The origin of the demon, this abyss. Is it the product of the deviation in this world?"
"So...how did all this happen?"
"The origin of the demon..."
"this world……."
"Why should we leave something like this behind?"
"What do these substances... represent?"
"What do the laws in the abyss mean?" The white-haired man murmured to himself as he walked.
Buzz——
There was a wave of fluctuation, and the white-haired man stopped at his feet.
Below, there is the cycle of life and death, which turns into the Yangtze River and appears under the feet. In an instant, endless ghostly energy appeared in the world.
"This represents the missing part of this world. Its deviation causes the rules of the world that should belong to it to flow into the abyss. It is precisely because "it" should exist that it makes people fascinated, because it should have existed. It should belong to yourself. Because it does not exist now, if you are not familiar with its wonderful uses, you will completely sink and become a lost person. "
Chu Cheng stood on the Yangtze River, in charge of the six paths of reincarnation, and holding a heart of the origin of three colors and two colors.
They are melting, and all the demonic origins will be turned into energy to support this world.
___The living stopped. Tombstones were sent out of reincarnation one after another. They should not belong here, but they have experienced some reincarnations that should not belong to them. Now, he will be sent out of reincarnation.
But the price is a ray of spiritual thought for everyone. This ray of spiritual thought will always be trapped in this reincarnation and become a part of this place.
"I can roughly confirm that Fenji was born in this abyss. And its appearance is a deviation from this abyss."
Chu Cheng looked up and saw two big characters appearing in the dim starry sky.
___China.
There was a cigarette that covered the sky, and the aura it exuded was unbearable even for the three-color monarch who was seriously injured. He eventually fell into this world of mortals, including the master of this heavy realm, who also burned in the burning silence. destroy.
But the strange thing is that their purest origins have not dispersed and remain in this world of mortals.
Desire, greed, and delusion. The origins of the three-color monarchs are undoubtedly the most beautiful things in this world. Their essence is the purest energy in this world. For all practitioners, they are like magic medicine.
It can drive any monk under the empty realm crazy.
Everything is due to burning silence. By some strange combination of circumstances, the mist of the Three-Colored Monarch spread, and all the demons in this sixth realm were burned to death!
This power is too powerful, so powerful that it surpasses Chu Cheng's cognition and exceeds the limit of what this world can bear.
It is precisely because of this that Chu Cheng can complete the path he wants to take.
The world began to tremble, layers of cracks spread out in the void, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the turbulent Yangtze River, and the terrifying atmosphere filled the air.
There are thousands of trees along the river, full of fruits.
There are sentient beings appearing in the world.
They rush to the reincarnation, go to the scene after scene, take over the origin, replace the demons of the past, become the hundreds of immortals and demons, and feel everything that is lost in the world.
"This way is for me."
Thousands of trees along the river swayed violently, and I, the sentient being, sought to find the lost rules of the world, to regain the things that had originally been deviated.
Perhaps this should not have been abandoned.
This will be the twelfth true path of Chu Cheng, the path that is born out of all sentient beings. …
There was a breath rising into the sky.
The vast starry sky and universe cannot cover it.
The stars suddenly lit up with blazing fire at this moment.
It shines for billions of miles. It covers one universe after another and illuminates the star field brightly.
This is filled with endless and unimaginable mysteries, and seems to be above heaven and earth.
It was like the auras of countless different people, and what was even weirder was that it seemed like the power of just one invincible person.
The moment this aura appeared, it caused the death ground to change again, and even the seventh and eighth realms felt the shock.
The stars in other realms are even more swaying.
This breath seemed to come from a distant forbidden era.
"This is actually a breath that far exceeds the realm of space..."
At this moment, even the powerful men in the ancient city of Luoshui, as well as the great powers of the sky realm outside the abyss, were alarmed.
