Chapter 1812 The Book of Death of All Days, Page 9
Gu Que stood in the dark universe and saw countless lonely stars in front of him, either bright or dark, constantly disillusioned.
The energy outside is so terrifying, every breath is under the threat of death, the world is chaotic, and the loud noises are endless. But it is so quiet here, with light and darkness intertwined, forming the most tranquil and beautiful picture in the universe.
If there were no killings, disasters, or misfortunes in this world, what kind of glory and prosperity would be born in such a vast world?
Countless civilizations, countless races, with new excitement and unknown surprises every day, how wonderful would that be?
Gu Que looked in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he had never thought about a problem from such a high level since he was born.
In the beginning, he was just an ordinary person. He went to school on Earth and his family's economic conditions were not good. He was just a person among all living beings who struggled for life and survival.
After coming to the Continent of Gods and Demons, he became a weakling with low self-esteem. Bingluo gave him the courage and confidence to live.
After Bing Luo was killed by Xuanyuan Chen, he became a pessimistic and angry young man. Every day he thought about becoming stronger and resurrecting Bing Luo. He struggled in the blood and fire, and his heart was filled with resentment towards the world.
Then Han Qiu let him show his sharp edge, which is what is called sharpening the sword for several years, and he began to truly face the world with his own heart.
Then he met Dao Zun Gong Yangchou, who taught him to become a real cultivator and a real man with the way of the world in mind.
The Continent of Gods and Demons and the Chaos of the Five Seas made him a hero. He began to fight for an area and win something for the people.
The destruction of the Silent World made him understand that this universe is full of disasters. There are catastrophes and evil everywhere. Whether it is civilization or people, it is not easy to survive.
During the dark age and the resurrection of the world, these experiences allowed him to grow, and he began to determine that he must become the top strong man in order to control his own destiny.
It was not until the end, after going through the most difficult changes in life, that some people returned to their original point, returned to their peak, and broke their shackles. Only then did Gu Que realize that individual life is insignificant in the vast world, and the so-called happiness is only eternal.
A brief rainbow in the catastrophe of existence.
Very few people can give this world a relative peace. Over the past nine epochs, there have only been a handful of people.
Conquering the world is no longer an ambition, but a will and an ambition.
Perhaps life in this world really needs peace and great prosperity.
And there are always some people who will sacrifice everything for this goal, and Tianlao is an example.
In just this moment, countless thoughts flashed through Gu Que's mind, and everything he had experienced for hundreds of years turned into thousands of feelings, all flooding into his mind.
Looking at the vast world ahead, what is this world compared to the millions of worlds?
The mustard seeds and sumeru in the world seem to be endless, so what are the keys to the heavens?
Gu Que sighed. At this moment, he seemed to feel the existence of Zhenjie Coffin deep in his heart.
Zhenjie Coffin has recognized its owner for a long time, but he has never had such a profound feeling. He even suspected that maybe this moment was the moment when he and Zhenjie Coffin truly recognized its owner.
He saw countless runes floating in this copper coffin world, and each rune was like a soul that had been dissipated over countless years in the nine eras of the universe.
A big circle appeared, illusory and misty, but it was definitely there.
Gu Que sighed: "Let's go, come with me. Although you are sealed, you are the key to death after all!"
At this moment, at the periphery of the universe, the lamp of hell, the lamp of light, and the lamp of karma were lit at the same time, blocking the terrifying array killing sword, but the master of the Lantern Hall looked towards the sky and sighed deeply.
He is obviously a super strong man with advanced cultivation, and his life is obviously eternal and endless, but he seems to have reached the end of his life. Every movement is so strenuous, and he feels like he is about to die.
The sky is filled with lonely stars and a wide range of darkness. He has felt this coldness for too many years and has long been accustomed to it.
"Ancestor God, you are the first mahatma since the beginning of time. Why do you want this muddy water?"
His voice was full of fatigue, and the sky disappeared, and a shadow gradually emerged.
Primordial Ancestor Shinto: "I haven't seen him for billions of years. The master of the Lantern Palace is still so mysterious, but it seems that he still hasn't changed his problem of being a teacher."
The master of Chuandeng Palace smiled bitterly and said: "Strong people are unruly, so you think what you did is right, don't you?"
Primordial Ancestor Shinto said: "I'll leave these questions to you to think about. Anyway, I am a person who has died once. I no longer want to think about many things so far or so profoundly. I just want to look at it more superficially. This may not be a
A more comfortable state.”
"I really like to hear this sentence."
The master of Chuandeng Palace smiled and said: "I understand what you mean. You are here to restrain me today. Anyway, there is no need to beat me. They are all old bones. It is better to sit down and drink tea."
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared between heaven and earth.
And then, the prehistoric ancestral god also disappeared.
On a hidden star in the Ten Thousand Thousand Realms, there are altars everywhere, but there is a palace in this forest of altars that is extremely deserted.
This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time, no one lives there, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere.
A petite figure wearing a tear-stained mask sat cross-legged on the ground and said slowly: "You came to me but didn't speak. What do you mean? Are you trying to stop me from going to the Divine Bird Alliance?"
There was an old man sitting in front of her, with white beard and hair, wearing an ancient Taoist robe, with an immortal style and Taoist bones, holding a fly whisk, still smiling and saying nothing.
The ghost mother's patience was worn away, her brows under the mask frowned, and she said: "Old man, I'm only talking to you to see how capable you are. Don't bring trouble to yourself, just get out if you don't talk."
Taojun Dongxizi finally shook his head and said: "I am here not to prevent you from going to the Divine Bird League, but to want you to go to the Divine Bird League."
The ghost mother said: "What do you mean?"
Dong Xizi said: "Go and break the siege of the divine bird, and drag it until Guque comes back from the bloody road of ancient heaven."
The ghost mother immediately sneered: "Kuluo is at the height of his power, and Gu Que is inextricably linked to him. He has huge potential and has become a worry for everyone. The same is true for me, Abi. It is a kindness for me not to kill him.
Now, you still want me to help him?"
Dongxizi Taojun said: "He will not become a vassal of the Kuluo civilization. Guque, this child, has grown from immature to mature, and today, his mind is broad enough and his pattern is big enough. He will not become any force or any
A vassal of man.”
"What does this have to do with me?"
Dongxizi Daojun said: "He and you are from the same family."
The ghost mother said: "What?"
Dong Xizi smiled and said: "What he is doing now is exactly what you are doing. Don't you feel lonely along the way?"
The empty hall echoed, and the ghost mother seemed to have fallen into silence.