Small universe.
Ye Chen was holding a wine pot, sitting on the top of a withered mountain, looking up at the sky quietly. There was no difference between day and night here, the sky was gloomy, there was no vast starry sky, and there were no bright stars. It was terrifyingly quiet.
How to go back.
This is what Ye Chen is thinking at this moment. He wonders whether the empress has suppressed Zi Zai Tian and whether she has returned to the heavens. When she returned, whether she also suffered from the misfortune of the river of illusion. If she has returned to the heavens, whether she can return to the heavens again. The throne of Huang Di.
He wanted to know all this.
However, I was trapped in the small universe, couldn't find my direction, and didn't know how to get back.
Suddenly, he flicked his sleeves.
I saw a piece of golden light floating in the dark sky, turning into twinkling stars.
To be precise, they are all Dunjia Tianzi.
On that day, the seal was broken, and all the Tianzi collected by the Supreme Being belonged to him. Now they are hung as stars in the sky, and there is no sense of disobedience. It dispels the gloom and gives the small universe a ray of light.
Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and watched quietly.
The light of Tianzi made his mind confused. Every one of them was refined from the universe.
Unfortunately, it was not consecrated.
"How to go back."
He had said this murmur countless times, but he couldn't be trapped here anymore.
While muttering, he drank a bottle of wine and fell into a deep sleep.
There was a sweetheart in the dream, and there was also a hometown in the dream. He was the only one watching, extremely lonely.
He used the dream path to dream back to the heavens.
It is a pity that he has not mastered the dream path. In terms of combat power, he is far stronger than Yaochi, but in terms of understanding of dreams, he is far inferior to Ji Ningshuang. Ji Ningshuang can travel across the universe with dreams, but he cannot.
A dream lasts for a thousand years.
However, the universe of the heavens only lasts for one day.
Ancient times.
In the dark sky, there are thunders from time to time, and the divine generals who arrived later have attained the Tao against the will of heaven.
It’s true that the stronger the Holy Body lineage is, the weaker the Heavenly Dao will be.
In this way, the suppression of the common people will naturally be weakened, and the shackles of God are gradually loosened.
"Ants."
A generation of holy demons sneered, no matter how great the emperor was, it would be useless. The Wuhuang Emperor was just cannon fodder.
"The power of common people is far beyond your imagination."
The god is sitting on the top of the mountain, meditating and enlightening. His words are so vague that only a generation of saints and demons can hear them.
"It's just a fight between trapped beasts." A generation of holy demons smiled gloomily.
"The beauty believes in the common people, and Qihua also believes in the common people. This is faith."
"I want to see how long you can last."
A simple dialogue was annihilated in the vastness.
The god stopped paying attention and calmly realized that he was also at the pinnacle of quasi-desolate, and could possibly advance to the level of emperor.
Not only him, but all those at the top of the Quasi-Huang Peak are fighting for that world.
Success or failure, no one knows, but the light of hope is still there, and so is the destiny of the people.
After a thousand years of dreaming, Ye Chen woke up.
His eyes were quite hazy, and he could not return to the heavens in his dreams, but his understanding of the dream path became deeper.
On this day, he went down to the top of the mountain.
In the darkness, he was carrying a wine flask, like a wandering tourist, walking in the world of mortals. It was said that there was no living thing in the world. He was the only living thing in this small universe.
"Qiankun."
"rule."
"The way of heaven."
Ye Chen murmured as he walked, looking at the Dunjia Tianzi hanging in the sky.
They are still so bright.
At least, as far as this small universe is concerned, it will be shining. The dying civilization is already the dust of the years. There is no more heaven, no universe, and no rules. Everything here is just like a decoration.
However, he is not among them.
He is an outsider.
Yes, he does not belong to this small universe, he is a wandering and vain tourist.
A guest can overwhelm the guest and usurp the host.
For the first time in a thousand years, his eyes sparkled.
There are no rules, you can make them.
There is no universe, but universe can be created.
There is no way of heaven, but the way of heaven can be created. He is heaven, the God here. The dead civilization is no longer there, but this universe will continue to have an immortal legend due to the reappearance of the way of heaven.
And he is the creator of this myth.
"I understand."
Ye Chen smiled, his eyes not only sparkled, but also showed understanding.
The way of heaven.
Becoming the Heavenly Dao of the Small Universe will give him an additional privilege, and this privilege may help him return to the heavens.
Maybe, there are other fates that go against the will of heaven.
"Turn decay into magic." Ye Chen raised his head and drank heavily, not deliberately using it to relieve his drunkenness.
Maybe the wine was too strong and drunkenness filled his mind.
Under the reflection of the sky, his tenacious steps were like stepping on a sponge, and his body was swaying. His drunken eyes were filled with sleepiness, and the world became a dream to him.
Accompanied by a gust of wind, he fell to the vast earth.
This sleep lasted for a hundred years, letting the wind and dust blow and the vicissitudes of time.
No sign of waking up.
In the second hundred years, most of his holy body was half covered by earth.
In the third hundred years, he was completely buried.
This year, he was completely laid to rest. His body was rotting, his sacred bones were mottled, and his soul was also aging.
He is like a seed, an eternal seed, buried in the soil.
If you want to achieve the goal of heaven, you must first decay.
This is his awakening. He will merge with the small universe and give birth to the towering tree with eternal seeds. One day, there will be such an eternal fruit, glowing with eternal vitality.
boom! Boom!
Thunder catastrophes occurred one after another in the ancient times, each one more massive than the last.
The emperor seems to have become a Chinese cabbage.
In ancient times, it was the sacred land of cabbage, where nirvana people emerged one after another.
"Change."
Amidst the rumbling sound, a surprise came from the end of Taikoo.
They are the Xuan Emperor and the Ghost Emperor.
These two were lazy and found the younger emperor to take over the position for them. They ran here for a stroll, and when they landed, they saw Emperor Huang and Hongyan, their whole bodies blooming with brilliance.
boom!
The god appeared in an instant, his divine eyes were like torches, the fire of Emperor Huang and Hongyan's soul burned like a raging flame, and the ancient holy body was also reshaped inch by inch, and was also covered with a layer of eternal light.
"Have you survived the disaster?" the god whispered.
The Holy Body lineage, the miraculous lineage, is both prosperous and destructive.
The change between Emperor Huang and Hongyan must be because of Ye Chen.
He should have survived the adversity. Not only did he survive it, but he was probably undergoing a great nirvana.
You are stronger than me.
After a long time, I saw the deity smiling without any deception.
So long.
This was his first time serving the Holy Eucharist. His sister chose him, and it turned out to be the right choice.
"It's no longer serious."
After taking one last look at Emperor Huang and Hongyan, the Divine Lord turned around and returned to the top of the mountain, continuing to understand his great path. No matter what, he must rush to the outer realm to be crowned Huang Emperor before he emerges from the outside world.
He left, but Emperor Xuan and Emperor Gui are still there.
This unreliable emperor is still so sentimental, holding his hands like two door gods, one on each side, quietly looking at the emperor and the beauty, mainly looking at the beauty. This girl is getting more and more beautiful as she grows older.
"Two six four six seven zero eight five two." The Ghost Emperor suddenly said
"What." Emperor Xuan glanced sideways.
"For the book friends of "The Immortal Martial Emperor", please go back and add, what the Six Worlds and Three Paths said."
"It's full of character."
The two emperors exchanged words with each other, chatting happily, and sometimes they would raise their eyes to take a look at the whirlpool of illusion. I wonder if the empress of heaven is okay, whether she can transform against the will of heaven, and make up for the knife that cut her off.
Can't make up for it.
This would be the empress's answer. Although there are no rules in the unknown field, it is not omnipotent.
On the contrary, Zi Zaitian looked at everything with novelty.
This universe is indeed not as simple as imagined, and I have never seen such a strange place.
"Don't waste your efforts. You can't make up for it."
After closing his eyes, Zi Zi Tian looked at the empress and spoke calmly.
The empress remained silent and finally gave up.
"It may be feasible to enter the eternal immortal realm." Zi Zaitian said leisurely. This was not a lie, but she truly believed that she had known the Supreme Being for countless years and had also heard some secrets.
"I hope."
The empress said, then closed her eyes, searching for traces of the resurrection of the Supreme Being.
The little boy named Xing refused to let him go and ran out to cause trouble.
There was a sudden roar in the unknown territory, and even the empress was bleeding. It really shocked Zi Zaitian. He knew that the little baby was not simple, but he didn't know that it was so scary. I'm afraid that even if the Supreme God came, he wouldn't be able to see it!
But thinking about it, I feel relieved.
The little baby, like the Supreme Being, also comes from the Eternal Immortal Realm. Anyone who comes from there is not an ordinary person.
In comparison, Xiaowa seems to be more terrifying than Taishang.
It was still the same small universe, groggy, with no living beings, and no Ye Chen.
Plant the eternal seed and wait for it to sprout.
I don't know which day the sky and the earth will become even more gloomy and turbid, turning into chaos.
The entire small universe has evolved into chaos.
Look at the Dunjia Tian characters hanging in the sky, flickering every now and then, but they are all covered by the light.
Everything seems to be back to the beginning of the world.
This period of time is extremely long, perhaps a hundred years or a thousand years.
No one counts.
In the quiet night, there is a little bit of wind, a little more spirituality, blowing away a ray of chaos.
This moment is worth remembering.
The curtain of decay and magic has finally begun, and time will record this eternal moment.
Another hundred years.
These hundred years, to the heavens, may be just a stick of incense, but to the small world, it is like a sword. The chaos that enveloped the small universe was gradually blown away, and after endless vicissitudes of life, it was reflected again Qingming is a ray of light that cannot be covered by any darkness.
The end of a hundred years.
The seeds of eternity have finally taken root and sprouted. The dazzling eternal light reflects dreams and is accompanied by mysterious visions. If you listen carefully, you can also hear the sound of Taoism, which becomes the oldest divine song.
With the Divine Comedy, the energy of this universe revived.
It is the most original and eternal origin. In decay, Nirvana is reborn.
The years change.
The earth of the small universe sometimes vibrates and collides with each other. Mountains are piled up and abyss is opened. However, most of the remaining mountains of the ancient civilization are crumbling, and the gravel is turned into dust, and most of them are turned into historical dust. The myth of the new civilization. And the legend began to evolve, and the entire small universe was in nirvana.
This process is extremely long.
There are still no living creatures, but in a corner of the world, there are small sprouts, which have broken through the soil of the years and taken root of time. Along with the vicissitudes of life, they have been alive since ancient times.
Rules, there are rules.
Qiankun, there is Qiankun.
The eternity that once decayed became the Creator in the miracle, and he will be the reborn way of heaven.