The ice and snow are frozen solid, and it turns out that most of the vast sky is covered. This ice does not cover most of the vast sky, but freezes the light source and protects all the ghosts and ghosts in the rules of the Lord of the Netherworld.
"His Majesty......."
In an ice city, there is a Frozen Throne, and in this throne sits a beautiful and lonely woman.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The wind and snow were blowing together, and it was indescribably cold. In the wind and snow, there were other sounds mixed in.
This sound is very sad, like a cry, constantly ringing from the depths. The source also comes from the cold depths. It comes from a bloated moth.
This moth is all yellow. From the naked eye, you can see that this moth is as clear as jade, and you can even see the organs inside. However, the head of this moth is really scary.
The man has a face that could scare mortals to death. He looks like a monster coming out of hell.
The moth kept making a whining sound until a slender hand pressed on the top of its head, and the crying stopped immediately.
This frozen land became silent again, with only the wind and snow making no sound.
The deserted woman on the throne was stroking the yellow moth on her shoulder with one hand and stroking the pillow with the other. She did not answer the soft call of another figure in the wind and snow.
Her eyes penetrated the windy and snowy screen, looking into the distance.
Looking at it, she seemed to see that in the vast starry sky, the light of the stars intertwined in the sky touched a kind and beautiful heart.
The beauty of this galaxy can often arouse people's good wishes. It leaves room for imagination, and also leaves different wishes. Most of these wishes are beautiful. They are a return to nature, the origin, and the time when they were first born.
A mind without any distracting thoughts.
However, when people live in this world, they are born with no control over their own lives. In the noise of this world, in this dye vat, every step is filled with color. Therefore, the mind without any distracting thoughts only exists in dreams.
, lies in imagination.
In this world, in this world of mortals, is there still a pure and colorless soul?
The deserted woman sighed and said to herself: "Someone once told me that life is like a bowl of water. At the beginning, the water in this bowl does not contain a trace of impurities. When he falls to the ground and learns to walk, this bowl of water
Then it fell to the ground. The water will flow in different directions. This direction may be a clear canal or a swamp, it all depends on where the bowl of water is near. This is the theorem that people are rich or poor when they are born. "
"It's just that no matter which direction the water flows, it is destined by God. Whether rich or poor, it has been destined from the beginning. The equality of human beings is probably only the moment of birth. The clarity of the human heart is also at that moment
.”
"What your Majesty said...I don't agree with it."
Suddenly, another voice came to the cold woman's ears.
This woman is the Lord of the Netherworld, possessing an ability that is enough to subvert the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Faced with such a person, who in this world dares to raise doubts about him? This is undoubtedly a bold and reckless act, seeking death!
"Oh, what do you think?" The Qingli woman raised her eyebrows and just asked softly without getting angry.
The only ones who can appear by her side and serve at the side are the Shi Chang Generals. In this confrontation with a vast mountain, not all the Ten Chang Generals will show up.
In the wind and snow, it can be vaguely seen that this is a tall woman. This woman once had a relationship with Chu Cheng. Although her strength is not as good as that of the three Sky Realm attendants, she is still very close. And because
She is a woman, so she is the closest to the Lord of the Netherworld.
"Man is the leader of all souls, how can he be like that basin of water? How can this life be destined by God? How can he blame himself, leave his imagination empty, and not pursue the thoughts in his heart and the dreams in his dreams? How can he be willing to do so?
A lifetime of obscurity? If so, there wouldn’t be so much practice in this world
Well, doesn’t the so-called practice mean changing one’s destiny against the will of heaven? Being in the dye vat of this world is nothing more than a kind of self-cultivation. Wherever you reach, you return to nature. However, in this world, even if you pursue that return to nature,
The highest level cannot reach the beginning."
"So that's what you think." The beautiful woman shook her head and smiled, looking forward again. There was billowing red mist in her eyes. It was extremely turbid, but she could vaguely see the red mist.
Deep in the depths, there is a thin figure.
"well......."
After a long time, the Qingli woman shook her head and sighed: "The so-called changing one's fate against the will of heaven is just a comfort given to oneself by the world. This fate cannot be changed even if it is experienced countless times. In this world, indeed no one can reach the original time.
But there are so many mysteries in heaven and earth,
There will always be some variables, just like the Supreme Spirit, which is the situation that monks of our generation seek but cannot pursue. But it is this variable. This is a given, so that the real Supreme Spirit cannot appear in this world. It's a pity... it's a pity.
..but it’s destiny.”
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a huge roar in the extremely far distance.
There was an ancient tower that turned the void and left the battlefield amidst people's confusion and shouts.
This is Cangzu leaving this place regardless of losing his position during the day.
"Cangzu!"
The monks in the city were shocked. They never thought that Cang Ancestor, who had resisted three powerful masters of the Sky Realm with his own strength, would abandon them and leave!
This was without warning, without any notice, and there was no time to react. When there was no powerful sky guard in this vast place, the defense line was breached, and it was only in an instant.
"Spicy next door! Even Cang Daozi ran away. Mr. Jian, do you think it's time for us to run away too?"
"No rush..."
At this moment, in a cave in the city, there was a sword buried on a broken silver tripod.
This is a big sword, the whole body is black and somewhat dilapidated. The strange thing is that it also has two hands and two legs. At this moment, this sword is pressing the silver tripod with one hand, revealing the terrifying fangs and attacking the silver tripod fiercely.
He bit it hard, and the crunching sound was heard continuously as the fangs chewed, and the bits were scattered all over the floor.
"It's not too late to leave after grandpa has finished eating. After leaving this place, it will be difficult to find the great master of the realm of destruction."
Lying in this cave was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He was unconscious at the moment. He had no idea that his life weapon had been bitten to pieces by a broken sword.
No one would have thought that this unconscious middle-aged man was a great master of the realm of destruction! Beside him stood a bad old man in gray clothes.
These are none other than Taoist Wuya and Master Jian.
After Chu Cheng parted with them in anger, each one with one sword joined the Cangmang Dao Alliance through the guidance of Elder Liu of the Cangmang Dao Alliance, and sat at the head of the group as a great master of the realm of destruction.
As for why he has turned into such a bad old man now, it's all because he thinks that his granddaughter is already so old, and she ran away with other brats.
If you ask Mo Xiaoba to call him uncle as a baby, he will probably have his hair stripped off by this girl Mo Xiaoba.
At this moment, he glanced at the unconscious middle-aged man on the ground, and then looked outside the cave, over and over again, very anxiously.