Nine thousand years,
The world has changed, things and people have changed, and dynasties have changed.
Due to the "Steam Engine Reform", the world has completely changed. Only steam trains can be seen smoking on the railway tracks. On the ocean, sailing ships have been replaced by steam ships.
All kinds of exquisite instruments and weapons came out one after another, and as time went by, they developed to a prosperous level. It was an unprecedented civilization.
A civilization where martial arts and machinery coexist.
Warriors naturally exist, but the Dharma Realm is the limit for everyone. No matter how talented they are, they can't take another step beyond that.
There were also some amazing geniuses who vaguely sensed that there should be a new world after the Dharma Realm, but no matter how hard they tried, they could no longer reach it.
Geniuses die in depression.
Many of these geniuses have had interactions with Xia Ji.
Either a teacher or a friend...
However, all they knew was Xia Ji's pseudonym.
And if they are lucky, many of them will see Xia Ji appear again to see them off before they die.
At that time, they will see Xia Ji who has never aged. They will be shocked at first, then surprised, and finally smile.
There is freedom and ease in this world, so what if we can’t seek immortality
…
However, in history books, almost half of the saints and people who promoted history are Xia Ji, and the rest are more or less related to Xia Ji...
He is a legend, a myth, an existence that walks in the shadow of the long river of time and drives the entire human civilization forward.
And during these times,
The small worlds of the five great aristocratic families were finally exhausted and turned into ruins because they had not been supplied with spiritual energy for a long time, and could no longer be entered.
The disciples of the aristocratic family are no longer the playboys they were before, but have entered the human world.
After another thousand years, the aristocratic family has only become a legend, existing in the minds of a few descendants of the aristocratic family, and then... it was forgotten.
The gods were also forgotten.
So many things…
Xia Ji was in the world of mortals, and he didn't know how many things he had gone through.
Normally, these experiences will only make people go from excitement to numbness and boredom, and they will feel that they have seen through everything, which will give rise to a kind of detachment, secret joy, but covered up by ridiculousness, and even An unconscious sense of superiority that will make you angry if exposed.
Slowly, the sense of superiority disappeared, and only the emotion of indifference remained.
Looking down at the world of mortals again, we can no longer see joy, anger, sorrow, birth, old age, sickness and death, good and evil, good and evil.
If a mortal hates that good and evil are not repaid, hates that the sky is too high, hates that the road to hell is far away...
But neither see nor hear nor ask...
All mortals are like ants, so why look any further
Why ask again
"Is this the way of heaven?!"
Xia Ji shook his head.
This is the way of heaven, but not him.
…
Nine thousand years have passed slowly, and now it has come to an end.
Xia Ji stepped onto the highest mountain in the world and saw two gusts of wind and snow turning into long dragons, falling from the sky and passing around him.
Eighteen thousand years ago, when he came, he was a young man sitting in the Sutra Pavilion in the cold palace of the deep palace.
Nine thousand years later, he is still such a young man.
Nine thousand years have passed, and now, has the boy changed
No.
After returning from a long journey, my heart has never changed.
He is still him.
The stars, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, and everything else have all changed.
He alone remains unchanged.
Phew~~~~
Phew~~~~
The wind was howling, the white snow was dancing, the sky and the earth were vast, and behind the thick clouds, the starry sky was also vast.
Xia Ji closed his eyes.
Everything changes.
Phew~~~~
When he opened it again, he was no longer on the top of the mountain, but in the sky, among the stars.
In this deep, cold, dark world where no one can see or know,
This chaos has stopped spreading, but it has just turned into an encircling world wrapped in a ball of chaos.
The reincarnation platform stopped running,
The black tide, the sun and the many forces of heaven reach a balance,
The infinite stars are like chess pieces one after another,
The universe is a dark chessboard.
Two mysterious and mysterious black shadows sit on both sides of the chessboard, separated from the edge of the universe and the boundary of the box.
Youyou's voice sounded in a form that could not be understood by humans:
"If fellow Taoist associates with me, all living beings in this universe will still have a glimmer of hope.
If you persist and enter the next game, after defeat, there will be no chance to look back.
This universe can only perish. "
"let's start."
After Xia Ji said three simple words, he started to promote the second game.
This is a battle of cause and effect between him and the way of heaven, but it is not yet a battle of Tao.
Dao war is a battle of extremely complex laws, but this battle is a battle of cause and effect.
Only by cutting off all the causes of one party, that party will fail because it has no past.
The way of heaven is now, to some extent, one with him.
The cause of the two people has become one.
…
The universe begins to change.
It is a natural change that does not need to be promoted, and is overwhelmed by the mysterious and infinite power.
That power is as spectacular and majestic as it was at the beginning of the world.
soon…
The universe has entered a state that is incredible and impossible to understand.
The cause and effect that happened to Dashang has not been completely erased, but it has begun to reverse in a strange and incomparable way...
Everything in the past completely disappeared and was erased.
This time, the universe will return to its last causal point.
That is…
Amitabha's ancient Ming Dynasty was nearly tens of millions of years away from the Great Shang Dynasty.
The first virtual disaster has just begun.
That is…
The most prosperous time in this universe is when a hundred schools of thought contend and there are countless strong people.
…
The mysterious power, the extremely special force in the cosmic box collides and crushes, drowning and reversing.
Finally, it's the end.
boom! ! !
Xia Ji felt a roar in his mind.
Then, the feeling of being able to move was restored.
But he didn't open his eyes immediately.
Instead, countless images flashed through his mind.
These scenes were all just like what he had experienced himself. As they flashed through his mind, the feelings of one scene after another were transferred to his heart and memory.
That is the process of a boy growing up.
It seems that this boy was originally a prince.
It's just that in this era, there are so many countries, and a prince like this boy is not that rare.
Especially since the country was soon destroyed, it was even less surprising.
Even the enemy countries did not pursue them.
The boy was taken by his sister in advance, fled to a distant place, settled down again, and lived an ordinary life.
My sister has learned swordsmanship and is a first-class genius in kendo. She just takes on some small tasks to earn money and make ends meet.
in this way…
It is a dream for sixteen years.
Sixteen years later…
Xia Ji opened his eyes.
He saw a small courtyard shrouded in the sunset, which was exactly the same as the courtyard he had seen in Amitabha's sealed memory.
The sunset is soft, warm and slightly old, casting the shadow of the eaves and an old tree in front of the courtyard to the east.
When the wind blew, a few dead leaves fell and fell in front of Xia Ji.
Xia Ji raised his head and said softly in his heart:
Is this the Hades era nearly tens of millions of years ago