Bianyanghong died, and Wuwubi also died, in Baidi City, 80,000 miles away from his hometown.
Their souls will return to Xinghai and will not return to the Longevity Pavilion in Xiling, so where they are buried is not so important.
There was an extremely deep crack in the small courtyard, which should have been broken when Chu Su came out of the ground. With the self-healing of the earth and river wind, the bottom has been refilled with rocks, leaving only a hole about two feet deep.
Chen Changsheng put the bodies of Bie Bian Hong and Wu Wun Bi into the pit, and before he could push the earth to fill it up, there was a breeze falling from the trees in Tianshu Temple, and there were only two pieces of golden gravel left in the pit.
When Zhu Luo died that year, he had seen a similar scene and knew that it was a unique sign of a strong man in the sacred field, so he was not surprised.
It was just the golden gravel in the dirt, and he remembered another thing.
Until now, many people thought that Empress Tianhai was buried in the deepest part of the Orthodox Academy, but it was actually in the Herb Garden.
He didn't understand why after the death of the Holy Empress Tianhai, the remains didn't turn into the purest gold dust like these other sacred domain powerhouses, but remained in their original state.
Could this be the difference between the realm of the divine hermit and the realm of the holy
Without further thinking, he flicked his sleeves and shook the white stone in the courtyard into the pit.
Seeing those golden gravels gradually being buried, he silently thought of a few names in his heart.
Except Su, Mrs. Mu, Heipao, and Shengguang Continent.
The entire continent sensed the death of the two powerhouses in the sacred domain, and the laws of heaven and earth felt the same, and the signs gradually became apparent.
Many whirlpools were born in the distant Dongfang Yun Tomb, and the stream between the isolated peaks suddenly increased in speed.
A unicorn drinking water by the stream raised its head and looked into the distance, with a lonely look in its holy eyes.
There were no more waves in the Red River, it was as calm as a mirror, and it looked extremely strange. From the depths of the river, Yu Jing's low humming sounded, as if he was mourning for something.
The Archbishop of Xihuang Dao Temple, who knew the secret of this matter, looked at the dark rain cloud above the small courtyard with a look of sadness on his face.
Two parallel rainbows appeared behind the rain clouds, protruding from Baidi City, across the wide river, to the depths of the distant mountains, and even further afield.
Until now, the prime minister of the Yao clan, the patriarch of the Xiong clan, the patriarch of the noble clan and others knew what happened, they were extremely shocked, and didn't know what to say.
The priests and ascetics outside the alley, as well as a larger number of monster warriors, sensed the meaning of the two rainbows, and knelt down on the ground one after another.
The believers of the state religion in the crowd began to read the scriptures under the leadership of the archbishop, devout and reverent.
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Chen Changsheng didn't go back to the West Wilderness Avenue Hall, but stayed in the small courtyard, because Xuanyuan Po hadn't woken up yet, and he had some things to think about.
The prime minister of the monster clan and the patriarch of the noble clan came here one after another, wanting to know the details of this matter, and more importantly, want to know his attitude. But he didn't see them.
The small courtyard became extremely quiet again. He sat on the edge of the wooden platform outside the house, and his eyes fell from the listless dwarf pine to the white stones and then to the gray wall. It was difficult to determine.
He suddenly felt a little tired and lost interest in many things, just like now he knew that the whole demon clan was vigilantly waiting for his reaction, but he didn't want to pay attention.
Like many people, he likes and respects Bie Yanghong very much, but he is really not familiar with it. Logically speaking, he would not be so stimulated, but in fact his spirit has been greatly shocked.
Good people don’t necessarily get good rewards, and they can’t even talk about being comfortable when they are alive, so why do we have to be good people, how should we live, and why should we live
He looked at the night sky, thinking about this question that is often ridiculed, but in fact everyone should think carefully.
There is no cloud or fog in Baidi City tonight, the field of vision is very clear, you can see far away, and you can see many stars.
Chen Changsheng's spiritual consciousness left his body and drifted towards the sea of stars, crossing the star sputtering starlight, passing through the star with countless spiral arms, avoiding the star with bright wings, and continuing to move forward. Until he crossed the invisible crystal wall and came to the outer sea of stars.
The ascetic's spiritual consciousness can only go so far when he is on the fate star. During normal practice, he can only perceive the existence of the fate star, but it is difficult to reach it again.
But this rule has no effect on Chen Changsheng, just like the invisible crystal wall cannot isolate his spiritual consciousness.
Or is it because his consciousness should have landed there
A red star is quietly suspended in the night sky, containing passionate energy, but the surface is so calm, it seems that there will be no change in hundreds of millions of years.
This is his destiny.
Chen Changsheng's spiritual consciousness did not fall on his own destiny star.
This star is real, the closest to him, but the place he can never reach, so this is the most false truth, which is easy to make people sad.
He didn't want to be sad, and his consciousness continued to drift forward, appearing a little indifferent.
In the end, his consciousness came to the outside of Xinghai.
There are also many stars faintly on the far side, like the lights of thousands of houses.
Is the Holy Light Continent over there
He wanted to go and have a look.
When he was ten years old, he knew that he was sick. From that moment on, the only thing he thought about was to live.
On that rainy night, the Holy Empress Tianhai recast his meridians, breaking the doom in his life. He could live past twenty years, and he could live for many years.
From that moment on, he naturally began to think about some problems, to erase the shadow of death, and only then could he truly observe his own life calmly.
Of course he wants to find the source of his life and the reason for his existence, but he still lives very nervously these few years and doesn't have so much time.
Until the night when Bian Yang Hong and Wu Wu Bi died, he really started searching.
Between the faint sea of stars in his consciousness, there is an incomparably wide and cold black nothingness, which is the deepest night and also a bottomless abyss.
That piece of black void is even more invisible than the space barrier, so it cannot be passed through, as if it does not exist at all, so how can it be surpassed
Chen Changsheng looked at the center of the black void, and suddenly felt a strange feeling.
He felt as if he were leaning over the edge of a well and looking down into the deepest part.
He also felt that he was standing at the bottom of the well looking at the night sky outside the well.
Which feeling is right? Or... is it real
I don't know how long it has been.
Chen Changsheng withdrew his consciousness.
He was still sitting at the original place, his eyes no longer wandered as before, he just looked at the gray wall quietly, but it seemed to be looking at many places at the same time.
The sea of stars makes people calm, and the black void makes all ascetics feel their own insignificance, helping to erase those distracting thoughts in the heart of the Tao.
A footstep sounded behind him.
Xuanyuan Po came over and sat down beside him.