[In the thirty-fifth year, 'hope' began to spread in the void. 】
[Thirty-three thousand 'Ink Sky Shuttles' were thrown from the world of Wanshou Mountain into the Sea of Chaos and Suffering. 】
[It not only records the manufacturing method of Mo Kongsuo, but also a strange but very cruel method of planting spiritual plants. The old farmer walked all over Wanshou Mountain, looked at the endless skeletons under the backyard of Wuzhuang Temple, and figured out a way to use the flesh and blood of living creatures to plant spiritual plants, seeds of hope that could extend life. 】
[In some cruel times, there are always some 'last resort' methods invented to replace the original methods that no longer work. In order to survive, in order to reproduce... in order to continue the hope of civilization. 】
【Time is long. 】
[Many years have passed, and countless floating ink shuttles have been floating in the sea of chaos and misery. 】
[Hundreds of small thousand worlds and blessed places and caves are in contact with each other. Although they were unable to communicate directly, many people, like the old farmer named Xu, taught each other the survival skills they had developed and selflessly dedicated themselves to the "isolated islands" in the darkness. 】
[Hundreds of small worlds, like the 'holy land' in people's hearts in the darkness, throw the light of hope into the entire sea of chaos and suffering. 】
[Killing. Still exists. But people are no longer so crazy, and the seeds of hope are planted in their hearts. 】
【The first hundred years. The dark and bloody Moluo Zhijie is finally over! 】
[A great sun rises in the endless darkness. 】
[The magnificent light illuminates the darkness, spreading to the small worlds, and falling on the few remaining creatures. The gentle warmth is like a mother's embrace, melting the heart of every living being. 】
[Everyone cried with joy, knelt on the ground and cheered and worshiped the 'sun' in the sky. They... finally no longer have to hunt their own kind. Finally, I no longer have to worry every day, worrying that my hungry companions will swing a butcher knife at me...]
【In reincarnation. You exude a divine light all over your body and show a happy smile. Then he held his hands empty and kept slashing the light of the sun forward...]
"After all... you still have to rely on me!"
Yang Gang couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile.
[The next five hundred years. Relying on that weak ray of sunshine, generations of sages and wise men have devoted themselves to the creation of all living beings and died hundreds of times. Generations of creatures were finally able to thrive in a small, cramped world. 】
[And batches of immortals and great gods finally reached the end of their lives. The five declines of heaven and man have become a hurdle that they cannot overcome. 】
[But the seeds of hope have been planted, and the number of mortals has begun to increase. As long as reincarnation continues, they will not be completely desperate. 】
【A thousand years later. The mortal creatures without magic power are getting stronger and stronger. Among them, the human race is the leader, the most intelligent and orderly, forming small social groups. 】
[Time flies, five thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye. 】
[A batch of immortals and great gods died at the end of their lifespan, returned to reincarnation, and returned their spiritual wisdom to heaven and earth. Some people go crazy in endless despair, and some people break out of the small world out of unwillingness, trying to open up a world... The results are obvious. 】
【at last. The top group of great powers in the world, such as the Red Lotus Underlord, Tongtian Taoist, etc., finally could not bear the baptism of time and turned away one after another. 】
【Ten thousand years later. 】
[In the remaining small thousand worlds, civilization has been eradicated, practice is missing, and there is no surviving practitioner. Some are just martial arts that have multiplied to their peak... Over the long years, people have forgotten the past history, the sages and wise men who once dedicated themselves to them, and even the 'god' who saved the world. 】
[The history of mountains and seas has been completely eradicated. 】
【However. A new journey is beginning. 】
[In the dark world, chaos and the sea of suffering began to separate little by little, and there was a clear boundary between heaven and earth. The violent waters of the Sea of Bitterness slowly sank, and the sky began to rise inch by inch. 】
[A new world is about to be created. 】
[In the future, in the chaotic land where demons are rampant, who will be in charge of the ups and downs? Who will take control of the world again and create an unprecedented prosperous age? 】
[A book that wrote the myth of the previous era was thrown from reincarnation onto the newly created earth. Buried deep in the earth by the vicissitudes of time, quietly waiting for future generations to discover...]
"Huh... the long ten thousand years, in my eyes, are like a blink of an eye."
Yang Gang sighed in despair, leaning against the window and looking at the rising sun in the east, lost in thought.
"So long...and so short..."
Thousands of years of memories rolled through his mind like a tide. As the only person to witness that period of history, Yang Gang had many unspeakable emotions in his heart.
"Gang'er."
A gentle voice sounded at the door.
Yang Gang turned around and looked.
Mother Lan Caiyi was holding morning food and standing in front of the hole in the door.
"mother."
Yang Gang couldn't help but smile warmly, stepped forward to take the tray from Lan Caiyi's hand, and said, "How many times have I told you that I will go to the kitchen when I'm hungry, so you don't have to bring it to me personally every day."
"That won't work."
Lan Caiyi smiled softly, carefully opened the lid of the white porridge on the table, and went to play with the bowls and chopsticks.
While saying: "My good boy has taken care of my mother for more than ten years, and my mother will take care of you for the rest of my life. Mother, I owe you a debt that I will never repay in my lifetime!"
She smiled very softly.
But there was a trace of sadness in his eyes that couldn't be erased.
Lan Caiyi has basically remembered all the memories of the previous life.
In those last hundred years.
Their family did not understand Yang Jian and deliberately alienated him, which hurt him too deeply.
There was too much debt in her heart. In this life, since God has destined them to be mother and son, she will definitely take good care of Yang Gang and give everything she has...
but.
Lan Caiyi didn't dare to mention it at all.
Not only because he was afraid that Yang Gang would have a grudge, but also because this was the Holy Capital. And the holy king sitting high in the clouds and looking at the nine heavens is really too similar to the one from back then...
"How can we, mother and son, have any unpaid debt?"
Yang Gang smiled. Of course he knew that Lan Caiyi must have remembered everything about Shanhai, but he never blamed his family in his heart. Instead, he regretted that he had never been able to accompany his family well since the Battle of Zhuolu because of Haotian's pressure.
He took Lan Caiyi's hand and said, "Mom, you gave birth to me. This is the greatest kindness in the world. It is something that a child will never be able to complete in his lifetime, or even in all his lifetimes."
"Then my good boy, when are you going to have one?"
Lan Caiyi raised her head with a smile, smoothed her hair and asked casually.
"I?"
The spoon that Yang Gang raised couldn't help but stagnate.
"You and Jiang Jiang's child's wedding should also be put on the agenda, right? After all, you are all... like that." Lan Caiyi smiled and put his two thumbs together.
"After such a long time, you should give me a name. Mother, I have agreed that no matter how many women you provoke, Jiang Jiang must become bigger." She said, her expression straightened, and she looked at Yang Gang very seriously. .
"It seems... it's time to mention it."
Yang Gang remembered the scene in the early morning and couldn't help but licked his lips subconsciously.
Got a status.
Isn't that shy white rabbit allowed to be kneaded by me?
"Time and time again you get angry and run away. Let's see where you can escape this time!" Yang Gang said silently in his heart.
(End of chapter)
