The time in the Shenhua Tower goes back four thousand years.
It was the era when the Six Gods of Taichu had just arrived on their home star, and the dark lord had not yet arrived from the Death Star Territory to cover the sky. Humans and demons faced the local ancient gods on this newborn star, drinking blood and trying to survive in the cracks.
But this seems to be a beginning for civilization.
Siming sat on the tree stump, with the newly built wooden house behind her. She put her hands on the edge of the tree stump and looked up at the sky. Her long, pastel-colored hair fell to the ground, coiled and piled up, tainted with the fresh fragrance of vegetation.
Birds were chirping on the branches, white clouds were rolling in the sky, and when the breeze blew on his face, Siming would always think of the night when he rode a boat across the thousands of peaks in Yuhu Peak, and he would suddenly be in a trance.
If you indulge in this kind of beauty, it seems that all your worries will disappear.
Suddenly, a pair of hands covered her eyes.
"Guess who I am?"
A girl's voice sounded.
Siming raised his red lips slightly and said calmly: "Xiao Li is so boring."
Shao Xiaoli let go and sat down next to Siming. She gently rested her head on the woman's thigh, looked at the scenery flowing in the sun, and muttered: "It's been three days, what are we doing here? What are we doing here?" Will I forget that there are enemies if I stay here any longer?"
This is already their third day in the historical illusion of Shenhua Building.
They built a yard here and lived there. They ate, slept, and basked in the sun every day. Occasionally, they went out to fight the vicious demons, just to stretch their muscles.
In such leisurely days, when Shao Xiaoli looked at the white clouds many times, he almost thought that now was the peaceful time for them to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests together after the tribulation was over.
Siming pinched her face and said, "Wouldn't it be better to take it easy? Do you still want to fight for your life all day long?"
"Of course that's good." Shao Xiaoli grabbed Siming's hand pinching his cheek and said, "But why do I see Sister Siming so unhappy?"
"Huh? How can I be unhappy?" Siming asked doubtfully.
Shao Xiaoli smiled and said: "Master and Master eloped together and left us here. Is Sister Siming really happy?"
"They are here to do business." Si Ming glared at her and said, "We have to put the overall situation first, you know?"
Not far away, Lu Marry was hanging her clothes to dry. The slightly damp white clothes were spread out and rippled like waves when blown by the wind, making a swishing sound. The sunlight slants down and reflects on the clothes, and the reflected white light is dazzling.
Lu Marry listened to their conversation, turned her head, stood at the intersection of light and shadow on the eaves, held her hair that was blown by the wind, and showed a bright smile.
Shao Xiaoli and Siming sat on the tree stump by the pond, talking quietly.
Suddenly, another pair of hands covered Siming's eyes. Those hands were extremely soft and plush.
"Meow meow meow meow?"
The voice came from behind.
But Bai Zang obviously doesn't get as good treatment as Shao Xiaoli.
"I guess your size!"
Siming reached behind him, grabbed the dragon bone chain, and pulled the white cat in front of him.
Bai Zang stared at Siming a little innocently, thinking that I, the majestic master of Silver Snow Palace, am playing games with you and yet I am still being disliked. Her flesh pads fluttered and she screamed non-stop. The word "王" on her forehead looked very weak, more like a decoration.
Si Ming was very vengeful. She still remembers clearly the scene when Bai Zang and her went to the Quanfu Temple in Duanjie City, treating her as a prisoner along the way.
These days, when she has free time, she will find reasons to bully Bai Zang.
For example, the reason for beating Bai Zang yesterday was that Bai Zang couldn't snap his fingers. Bai Zang tried his best to protest, saying how could there be a cat in this world who could snap his fingers
Now, after being severely bullied, Bai Zang was thrown outside the door and tied to a tree. His task was to look after the home and the courtyard.
Bai Zang never thought that he would end up in such a situation. It was really like a tiger out of control and a dog fighting for his job...
Bai Zang lay silently under the tree. The sunlight was filtered through the gaps between the trees and fell on her civet-colored hair. Her round ears stood up pretty. She curled up and turned her head, meowing as she listened to the conversation and occasional laughter of the three stunning women in the door.
Four thousand years ago...
Bai Zang looked at the terrifyingly tall giant trees in front of her. The sound of the giant beasts running around made her unable to sleep peacefully.
Four thousand years ago, she was just born. At that time, she was locked up with a group of wild cats and competed with them for food. At that time, she was still a little afraid of the sun and did not dare to step out of the dark and cold cell. She had not crawled for the first time. Climbing a tree breeds the ambition and passion of a tiger.
Now the world was unfolding before her again. She was no longer a lofty deity, so she could not help but feel a sense of sadness at the passage of time.
Just as Bai Zang was reminiscing about the turbulent years in the past, the woods in front of him collapsed one after another. A big demon that looked like an ancient cow tore open the trees and walked out with a ferocious face.
This is an era of chaos. In three days, Lu Jiaojie and Si Ming have killed countless demons.
Gu Niu, who was polluted by the demonic nature, stared at this simple courtyard, roared low, stepped on the ground with all four hooves, and walked towards here.
Bai Zang licked his paws, thinking that he could finally stretch his muscles.
But Gu Niu didn't even look at her.
Bai Zang meowed for a long time, and Gu Niu finally turned his head and noticed the little one tied by the tree.
It rolled its eyes with a look of disdain. As its head twisted, its horns cut across it. The horns were like real giant blades, tearing the tree apart in an instant.
The crown of the tree and half of the trunk were lifted away, and the sunlight poured down, illuminating Bai Zang's angry pupils.
Um? Aren't you scared yet
The demon cow was slightly startled, thinking that this was because the newborn tiger cub was not afraid of cows.
Its muscular body swayed slightly, and its low roar seemed to tremble from its body, turning into thunder and lightning sprayed from its mouth and nose. The giant bull turned around and stepped down on the young tiger, stamping out this disrespectful person. life trampled into flesh.
The huge hooves fell.
The demon cow was stunned. It found that what it stepped on seemed not to be a cat, but an indestructible stone. It tried its best and could no longer press the cow's hoof down. On the contrary, its muscles came in the opposite direction. It was trembling under the powerful force. It had no time to react, and the cow's hoof and its entire body were forcibly lifted up.
Then, while stumbling, its steady body fell sideways towards the ground.
The demon cow didn't know what was happening, but he only saw a flash of white shadow in the peripheral vision. The white cat's claws had stretched out from the pads of its feet. As it was waving in the air, the wind from the claws surged like sword energy, and instantly pressed against the demon cow's legs. On the body, the skin was cut, the muscles were torn, and blood gushed out amidst the screams.
Bai Zang landed lightly on the ground, too lazy to look at the cow that didn't know whether it was alive or dead.
Shao Xiaoli heard the noise outside and came to collect the ingredients with a kitchen knife. Bai Zang raised his head and looked at the falling sunlight. He silently untied the chain that tied him, held it in his mouth, and then tied himself to another tree. , and fell asleep again under the shelter of the trees.
In her sleep, she meowed twice, seemingly complaining that Ye Changong and Ning would not come back for a long time.
…
At this moment, on the snow-capped mountains in the North, Ning Changjiu and Ye Chan Palace stood side by side, looking at the crystal clear world surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The sky lake surrounded by mountains was like a bright and clear mirror.
"You built that lake for Xihe back then."
Ye Changong pointed at the snow-capped mountains that looked like a dustless world and said so.
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
He had this memory. At first, he wanted to persuade Xi He to go to the human world with him, but Xi He had the willful temper of a boudoir. He only felt that the human world was dirty and was unwilling to go there, so he went to the clearest place by himself. A lake was dug specifically for her to bathe in, but even so, Xi He still came to the world, so the lake remained silent in this ice and snow for thousands of years.
Ye Changong withdrew her gaze from the lake. The golden color in her pupils had faded. At this moment, it seemed that her right eye was imprinted with golden dark lines.
The originally cute and beautiful girl now looked more like a god walking on earth.
They walked together on the ridge, their shadows reflected in the distant lake.
"Is this the extreme north of the world?" Ning stood on the cold snow-capped mountains for a long time and looked into the distance.
Ye Changong nodded and said, "Well, this is the quietest place in the world."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Master, do you like it here?"
Ye Changong did not answer, but just said: "This mountain range has been affected by several wars, and its foundation is already unstable. If you and Xihe don't come again, this Tianhu Lake will probably be buried by the collapsing snow mountains."
The ethereal voice of Ye Chan Palace was diluted by the cold wind. In the silent sky lake, two figures disappeared suddenly, like dragonflies flashing across the water.
The snow-capped mountains quickly faded from the field of vision, like dandelions passing by the corner of the eye.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Beiming.
They did not stand on the cliff of Beiming, but went directly to the bottom of the sea.
In the Coral Sea, tiny fishes wrapped in colorful colors passed by one by one. Ye Changong looked around, the golden light in his right eye floating in the water.
The bottom of the sea is full of rare life. From time to time, molluscs and large fish with sharp teeth swim from above. The giant tail swings like a hammer, but they turn a blind eye to Ning Changjiu and Ye Changong. They don't know who is the real one. Phantom, who is the reality.
The skirt of Ye Changong's black dress spread out like flowers in the water, and her thin feet wrapped in cotton socks stirred in the water. She was like a fish, swimming in the beautiful and strange underwater world.
"What are you looking at, Master?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
"Look at the real world." Ye Changong said with his golden eyes flashing.
Ahead, many mountains suddenly rose from the ground.
"There is no sea on Yue Prison, and there is no such scene." Ye Changong said.
"The insignificant celestial mountains and sea of clouds are not the scenery of the human world." Ning Changjiu said.
Ye Chan Palace gently landed on a large mountain. The mountain here has turned into a nest occupied by sea snakes.
"This used to be land and mountains, but was later swallowed up by the tsunami." Ye Changong said, looking at the black mountains in the sea.
Ning Jiujiu hummed and said, "If we go further, we will have to go to the deep sea. Master, do you still want to go there?"
"Um."
Ye Changong gently covered her skirt that was lifted up by the water flow, and nodded in response.
In the blink of an eye, they were at the bottom of the sea.
Under the deep sea water, the two of them looked up together. The sea surface was undulating and flashing in the darkness, making it appear extremely high and far away.
"If human beings were born from the bottom of the sea, how would they feel when they saw the starry sky for the first time across the deep sea?" Ye Changong asked softly.
"Maybe it's the same as the feeling of an ascended person crossing the sky and seeing the vast universe for the first time." Ning Jiujiu answered like this.
Ye Changong hugged her knees, and the undercurrent lifted her skirt.
She is so immature and perfect... In this dark space with only two people, they are like the ancestors of mankind, who will give birth to tribes in the unknown deep sea, but their descendants will never be as perfect as them.
When people are quiet, countless thoughts will always flash through their minds.
"I like it here very much." Ye Changong said.
"Me too." Ning Changjiu said softly.
"It would be great if I could stay in the human world forever." Some soft parts seemed to be touched in Ye Changong's heart.
"1.5 billion years have not been able to destroy us. I believe that one day we will get out of the deep sea." Ning Jiujiu said. In his semantics, the whole world is a deep sea.
"Yes." Ye Changong said, "I believe it too."
The two of them just looked at each other calmly.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly felt that there seemed to be something strange about the girl next to him.
He turned his head and looked at her. The girl was trembling slightly in the lonely sea water.
"Master, what's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Ye Changong looked at him and said, "I... it's so cold."
…
There is no trace of them in the deep sea.
The next moment, they had crossed the sea and Qianrengu Mountain, and were above the clouds.
Snow-white birds chirped gracefully and flew through the sky with them.
"Master, are you still cold?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
"It won't feel cold if you're close to the sun." Ye Changong said.
Ning looked at her cold face for a long time and always felt that she was trying to express some strong emotions, but any emotions became clear and thin after being filtered by her.
Ning held her hand gently for a long time.
The last time they shook hands like this seemed to be three thousand years ago.
They were a pair of hands that were so delicate and soft that they were almost boneless. They were so small that Ning Jiujiu didn't even dare to use force and only dared to hold them gently. The proud and mysterious Immortal Chang'e now looked fragile and indescribable, as if he had just broken ground. green radish.
Ning Jiujiu looked at the corners of her mouth that sometimes raised and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ye Changong lowered his head and said, "I'm learning to express myself."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Learning to express?"
"Yeah." Ye Changong said: "It's difficult for me to express my sadness or happiness clearly, but I think they can be replaced by crying and laughing. Recently, I often practice smiling."
Ye Changong said this and smiled.
Her smile is bright and moving, and no one will think it is half fake.
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm more curious about what it looks like when Master cries."
Ye Changong's smile froze in the wind, and the fairy turned calm.
She didn't express any emotion, but Ning Jiujiu felt a sense of unreasonable anger from her.
They descended from the clouds, and below them was a vast desert.
The desert world is lonely and vast.
Ye Changong stared at it for a while, then turned and left, leaving her footprints on the beach. The footprints were very small, as if she was a little swan walking past.
"When the Huanghe Dragon Bird comes, this will be her territory." Ye Changong said on the edge of the desert.
"Suzaku..." Ning thought about the god who killed Xihe for a long time. Thousands of years later, he could no longer understand the unforgettable hatred of that year. What lingered in his heart was more doubts: "What promise did Master make to her?" What agreement?"
"It's just a bet that has nothing to do with winning or losing." Ye Changong said: "As for what she wants to do, well... it has something to do with the Three Thousand Worlds."
"Three thousand world?"
"Hmm. What do you think Three Thousand Worlds is like?" Ye Changong asked.
Ning Changjiu couldn't give an answer for a while.
He has never had time to go to the Western Kingdom and has never truly seen the Three Thousand Worlds.
In the blink of an eye, the night falls, and the false moon rises, casting false moonlight.
They continued to walk together, through snow, sea, desert, grassland, mountains, and through every part of the world.
Finally, they crossed the southern wilderness together and came to the southernmost point of the world.
It is a piece of Iceland floating on the sea.
"I didn't expect there to be such a place further south in Nanzhou." Ning Changjiu sighed as he looked at the dreamlike world of ice and snow under the moonlight.
Ye Chan Palace walks in the moonlight, stepping lightly on the ice with her toes, like the owner of a dream.
"Yes, it is said that many places in this world are replicas of evil poems based on ancient civilizations." Ye Changong said.
"The world is really vast." Ning Jiujiu said leisurely.
"Well, with such a beautiful world, any life born here will not be lonely."
In the light words, they stepped on the ice.
A long time has passed.
They traveled for several days in an illusion from four thousand years ago.
In the past few days, Lu Jianjian, Si Ming and the others were still quietly waiting for their husband and master to return. The remaining great demons were gathering towards the 81st city in Middle-earth, as if a storm was about to come. The young man Ke Wenzhou's broken body seemed to be still trapped under the Middle Earth, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. However, the disciples of Jiange had already crossed half of the Middle Earth and were about to arrive at the ancient Huanghuang, which was in a mess.
The stars and rivers on the glacier are vast, and the past and reality seem to intersect in a sense, and time and space also seem lonely.
"That's it."
Ye Changong stood on tiptoes and walked across the icebergs in the extreme south.
Ning looked at the clear mountains in front of him for a long time, where an old sheep was lying down.
It is Yuan Jun.
It seems to have been waiting here for a long time.
Yuan Jun opened his eyes and stood up on the iceberg. This was its mythical form. It had opened it and was ready for a decisive battle at any time.
"You said the Dark Lord is not invincible, right?" Yuan Jun looked at Ye Chan Palace and asked.
"Yes." Ye Changong replied: "I came here to verify my thoughts."
Yuan Jun asked: "Have you verified it?"
Ye Changong said: "Not yet. To truly verify it, there is still one condition missing."
"What conditions?" Yuan Jun asked.
Ye Changong said: "The Dark Master needs to stay away from this world for a while."
Yuan Jun asked: "Away from this world?"
"Yes." Ye Changong said: "There is no need to destroy it, we just need to temporarily weaken its influence on this world."
"Idiots are talking about dreams." Yuan Jun sneered: "Immortal Chang'e, have you traveled around the world for so many days just to get an impossible answer?"
"can be realised."
"Huh? Who can do that?"
"Maybe it's okay to raise my father."
"Jufu..." Yuan Jun shook his head again: "Jufu's weak soul cannot even break through the prison of Middle Earth, how can he go to the Immortal Court again?"
Ye Changong said: "Ju's father once said that a saint can be born in the world in five hundred years."
Yuan Jun frowned even more tightly and looked at the handsome young man in white next to Ye Chan Palace. The face that once made Liushen trembled was silent.
Yuan Jun stood up straight and said: "I know that as a projection, I can't kill you, but don't forget that there is still a Tianji Divine Kingdom in the sky. In these days, Tianji Ying has also been reorganized and completed. It has been Waiting for my signal."
Ye Changong said: "You can wait a little longer."
Yuan Jun said: "What's the use of struggling in vain? Humanity is hopeless."
Ning Jiujiu, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. Among the stars and glaciers, he said seriously: "If mankind cannot save itself, then God will save the world."
Yuan Jun didn't want to wait any longer.
It raised its head and roared at the sky.
The glaciers melted, the sky distorted, and large tracts of the pictures in the illusion of the Shenhua Tower collapsed.
Ye Changong pursed her lips slightly, and the dark master was still staring at them. She could not tell the truth of her guess yet.
She looked at Ning for a long time.
Ning Jiujiu nodded and was ready to fight.
The long roar of the sheep echoed in the ice world. Ning Jiujiu stretched out his hand, and Liu Xiwan, who was thousands of miles away, flew up. The girl's body became light and transparent, and the sword light and sword intention dispersed. They They all responded, like the wind gathering in the palm of your hand.
Another divine war seems to be about to begin.
But Yuan Jun, who looked solemn, suddenly frowned.
Outside the Shenhua Building, the first person to respond to him was not Tian Ji, but Ke Wenzhou.
That was not young Ke Wenzhou, but an old man with withered hair and a broken arm.
Outside the body
Could it be that the Sword Master, who had shown incredible survivability and combat power in the previous battle, was still just one of them
Has the Dark Lord's power become so terrifying
Ning Jiujiu also noticed it.
He had imagined that Ke Wenzhou might use his outer body again, but he didn't expect that he would actually be so trusting!
On top of the ancient ruins, a white-haired old man stood indifferently.
He held a black sword and pointed it toward the sky.
"Lord Dark Master, I have already achieved this step, isn't it enough?" Ke Wenzhou asked.
The silent sky finally responded.
The way of heaven seeped in bit by bit.
The thick sky became thinner and thinner under the pressure of the dual power of the Dark Lord and the Sword Master. Then, the dark stream of light fell from the sky and crashed into Ke Wenzhou's body.
That is the true power of the Dark Lord.
Just like Hufu back then, he had thoroughly proven his loyalty through many bloody battles. For the puppet uniquely created by the dark master in this world, he is the only one qualified to become the container of heaven.
Outside the Shenhua Building, Ji Xuan saw a horrifying scene.
Ke Wenzhou stood in the void, his whole body almost connected to the dark night sky.
Ji Xuan immediately threw his slender sword, and the power of his own Xuanze also poured out, but the dark master's beam of light was too powerful, and his vast power could not shake it.
From behind the Divine Painting Building, another person came with a sword.
That's Liu Junzhuo.
The disciples were still on the way, but she was at the forefront with her sword, arriving one day early.
Liu Junzhuo saw the black gas rising into the sky from a distance, and had an ominous premonition in her heart. It wasn't until she actually saw that scene that her heart tightened completely.
Without any words, Liu Junzhuo directly used the power of the remaining country and drew his sword to attack.
She could no longer convince herself that her master was a good person.
Because at this moment, Master's body is covered with dark red cracks, black energy is lingering behind him, and evil energy is rising all over his body. What is this if it's not a demon
Ke Wenzhou looked at the woman who was attacking him, shook his head and said, "Liu Xiwan wants to kill me. As a senior sister, are you the same as her?"
Liu Junzhuo's hand holding the sword was trembling. She rushed over as if she was committing suicide and roared: "You... So you have been lying to us! Do you know how much the senior sister respects you? Do you know how much the disciples respect you? You it turns out… "
Ke Wenzhou interrupted: "I have never lied to you. What I protect is always the way of heaven and the rules of the world."
"You devil!"
Liu Junzhuo looked at the old man with red and black blood flowing all over his body, and the sword edge finally approached.
Ke Wenzhou's calm face had a slight frown on his face.
He did not expect that his disciple's sword actually passed through the barrier and actually pierced his chest.
"Is this... the power of a phoenix to help a disabled country?" Ke Wenzhou suddenly realized, with a look of pain on his face.
The power of spiritual energy and the dark master are completely different, so Xuanze's attack failed to hurt him at all. But the power of Quanfu was given by the Dark Lord, and it had the same origin as him. They were like two bodies that had the same idea, and once they came into contact, they merged together.
Liu Junzhuo held the sword tightly, trying to push it forward an inch.
At this moment, she forgot about any sword skills and just wanted to push it forward, even if it was only an inch!
Ke Wenzhou sighed softly.
He took hold of the sword that pierced his chest and crushed it into pieces. As soon as he thought about it, Liu Junzhuo let out a miserable groan and flew backwards, hitting the Luo River.
Liu Junzhuo felt that all the bones in her body were about to break. She pulled herself up from the raging river and wanted to fight again. In her pupils, she saw that the wounds she had stabbed with all her strength were closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
That is an immortal body!
Ke Wenzhou looked at her indifferently and said, "I am a betrayer, so I hate betrayal."
As he spoke, he swung his sword and struck at Liu Junzhuo.
Between the lightning and flint, a golden light penetrated the sky and the earth, lying in front of her.
She vaguely guessed who it was.
boom!
The golden light touched the dark divine pillar, and a huge stream of light exploded in the sky. Liu Junzhuo was suppressed along with the entire Luo River surface.
Ke Wenzhou held a giant black sword and drove away the approaching figure with just one strike.
Ning stood in the air for a long time, staring indifferently at the old man covered in black and red bloodshot eyes. At this moment, Ke Wenzhou looked more like a mythical devil than a human being.
Ke Wenzhou felt the new and incredible power in his body, calling the wind and rain, subverting the sky and changing the sun... These words that were scary in the past now seemed as simple as just moving his fingers.
Yuan Jun also walked out of the Shenhua Building.
He looked at Ke Wenzhou as if he were looking at a great being, and said leisurely: "This is the power of the Dark Lord. It is the darkness that shrouds us. It is an invincible ghost!"
Yuan Jun stared at Ye Chan Palace and shouted: "Didn't you say there is a way? Now the incarnation of the Dark Lord is in front of you, kill him!"
Ke Wenzhou looked at them calmly.
He felt this power that made him tremble. The earth and sky became paper in his eyes. All people were as small as insects, as if they could be easily crushed to death. He said leisurely: "Ning Changjiu, maybe you can Defeat me as a sword master, defeat everything in the world, but you can't defeat me at this moment, because this is the crystallization of an entire civilization 1.5 billion years ago, and your story ends here...ah! "
He spoke.
The head flew up.
Ke Wenzhou felt extremely confused.
He has become an invincible being, the only incarnation of the Dark Lord.
Who can cut off his neck and chop off his head
He was extremely puzzled, was it a dream...or was it just a hallucination caused by the dark master's power
Before Ke Wenzhou could figure it out, the sword light came out again. It was a sword light that he was extremely familiar with. He was so familiar that he didn't know where he had seen it before.
On his body, his right arm also flew up, and flying with his right arm were countless pieces of flesh and blood.
The heart burst out and was pierced by a sword.
The pain suddenly exploded in his consciousness. It was an indescribable pain that could not be described by being cut into pieces by thousands of arrows.
But the pain soon ended.
Because his head was split in half by the sword!
Blood splattered everywhere.
Everything is blurry.
At the end of his sight, he vaguely saw a face, a face he was familiar with but could no longer remember.
It was a boy with a broken arm.
The young man held the sword, which he had sharpened for a long time in ancient Huang.
He stood in the air, looking at Yuan Jun, at Ning Changjiu, at Ye Chan Palace, and finally at Liu Junzhuo by the Luo River.
"Teacher...Master?"
Liu Junzhuo could not believe the scene in front of him.
It was a young man with a broken arm, but his aura was clearly that of Ke Wenzhou, the master of Jiange Pavilion.
The young man Ke Wenzhou stretched out his hand and continued to receive the power poured out by the dark master.
He looked at Liu Junzhuo and said in a calm and heavy voice:
"There is only one saint in the world for five hundred years, and now, this saint is with me."