The Divine Eye System is a galaxy twice the size of the solar system. There are twenty-three large planets in it, orbiting around the stars of the Divine Eye System, seemingly rotating eternally.
Like the solar system, there is also a civilization in the Divine Eye System, and the level of this civilization is higher than that of the Federation. Perhaps because the environment is similar to a certain extent, the lives of this Divine Eye Civilization are similar in appearance to the humans of the Federation.
almost.
It's just that there are some differences in the internal structure.
On this day, a meteor fell on the main star of the Shenmu civilization, a planet comparable to the size of Jupiter in the solar system. Due to the special nature of the Shenmu star, falling meteors are very common here, so the arrival of this meteor
, although there are people who pay attention, most of them don't care.
Only a few monks, because they were not far away, would have the idea of exploring there to see if there were any special resources. Therefore, there were sometimes fights and plundering.
Therefore, under such circumstances, when the meteor blasted into the earth and formed a deep pit, at the same time, a coffin also quietly escaped into the depths of the ground under the impact, motionless as if it was buried.
This coffin is black, as if it were made of black iron, and there are many rune marks on it, but... almost all of these marks are in a damaged state, and even the coffin itself is full of pits and thousands of long marks.
It seemed like it had been struck with a sharp weapon. There were so many holes inside that were just a hair away from piercing the coffin. Judging from the traces, these marks could completely endanger the coffin. It seemed like someone had interrupted it at the critical moment to avoid it.
Open it, otherwise, I am afraid that the coffin will fall apart and fall apart!
It was obvious that this coffin had gone through an indescribable battle. The brutality of the battle was beyond imagination. Otherwise, given the strangeness of the coffin itself, it would never have been damaged to such an extent.
Even if you look carefully, you can see a lot of dried blood stains on the coffin. The color of these blood stains is not all red. From this, we can easily judge that there were probably a lot of people involved in that battle.
This coffin... is the Ming Sect coffin that came from the solar system and was carried by Chen Qingzi. Wang Baole... is in this coffin.
At this moment, as the meteor hit the ground and the coffin sank into the ground, strong vibrations from the outside world were transmitted to the inside along the cracks on the coffin that were about to burst. Wang Baole, who was lying inside, trembled violently in his sleep and opened his mouth.
Blinded.
"Are we here? I had a good sleep this time..." Wang Baole rubbed his eyes, yawned and raised his hand to push the coffin lid. When he found that it couldn't be pushed, he became surprised and shouted a few times.
"Brother, are we here yet?"
After waiting for a while and finding no response, Wang Baole was even more surprised. He quickly patted it hard a few times and summoned his cultivation base again.
"Senior brother, are you here?"
"What's going on, senior brother, you gave me a response!" Wang Baole's face gradually turned ugly. He kept calling, but there was no response from the outside, which made him more and more uneasy.
"Little sister, are you there?" After pondering, Wang Baole did not act rashly to open the coffin with hell fire, but called out to little sister from the bottom of his heart.
This was a back-up he left behind before falling asleep.
But there was no response from the young lady, which made Wang Baole narrow his eyes and start thinking about this matter. But no matter how he thought about it, he fell asleep after stepping into the coffin, so he couldn't find any conclusive clues, or even whether he was
When he arrived at his destination, it was difficult for him to judge.
So after pondering, Wang Baole decided to wait first. Just like that, under Wang Baole's silent calculation, after three days passed, a sharp light appeared in his eyes.
"Nine times out of ten, there was an accident!" Wang Baole had dark fire burning in his eyes. He raised his right hand and placed it on the coffin. When his body's cultivation exploded, the connection with the coffin was established in an instant, but just as he was about to push it away
The moment he opened the lid of the coffin, a faint voice seemed to be transmitted from nothingness through the coffin, echoing in his mind.
"Baole."
"Senior brother!" Wang Baole's eyes narrowed, he stopped trying to push the coffin away, and spoke quickly.
"Brother, what happened? Are you outside?"
"Baole... is out on the way... I will temporarily leave you... little civilization... you wait for me to pick you up... never leave the body... the way of heaven comes... death... a clone to practice the original method... avoid it for a short time
Heaven's way...you can go out..."
The voice was intermittent, as if there was strong interference, making it impossible for Chen Qingzi to fully convey the words, but Wang Baole still understood what Chen Qingzi meant.
"There was an accident? Put me in a small civilization? When the law of heaven comes, will the main body die suddenly if I go out? But what kind of original method does the clone practice, so that it can go out for a short time?" Wang Baole frowned, he didn't know what happened to Chen Qingzi's place.
Such an accident, but with Chen Qingzi's cultivation, he actually needs to store himself elsewhere, which shows that this accident... is definitely not ordinary!
At the same time, along with Chen Qingzi's intermittent voice came a complete exercise. It was obvious that Chen Qingzi focused on this exercise and tried his best to resist interference and ensure that the exercise was transmitted completely.
This method is called Origin Illusion. Once practiced, it can change a person's aura and origin and transform into all things.
After carefully analyzing the technique, Wang Baole pondered. In fact, there are several links in this technique that involve the soul. As a Mingzi, Wang Baole has read a large number of Ming Sect's classics. He knows very well.
, there are many techniques that are either vicious or deeply controlling the mind, which cannot be imposed on others. They need to be practiced willingly by the other party in order to meet the requirements.
"Is all this true or false... Did senior brother really encounter an accident, or..." The matter was so important that it was difficult for Wang Baole not to analyze it comprehensively, and this technique also made him silent, wondering whether he should practice it or not.
At the same time, his eyes also fell on the lid on the inside of the coffin. It was easy for him to push the coffin open as long as the hell fire was released.
"Should I practice? Should I push it away?"
Sometimes, choice is a very difficult thing, and trust is even more so, especially when it comes to life and death.
At this moment, when Wang Baole is silent here, far outside the Divine Eye System, in a vaster galaxy, there is a starry sky formation formed by more than a thousand small galaxies condensed together!
This formation is so powerful that it uses the power of thousands of stars, large and small, to turn into infinite power and surge in to suppress everything. Compared to this, what is even more exaggerated is the formation in this galaxy.
Eight furnace cauldrons floating in eight directions, endlessly separated from each other!
Every furnace cauldron exudes vicissitudes of life and indescribable terrifying fluctuations. Within the furnace cauldron, there is a figure that is faintly visible, seemingly being suppressed, undergoing eternal refining.
What was suppressed by the formation formed by thousands of stars and the eight terrifying furnaces was... Chen Qingzi!
In the center of the formation, Chen Qingzi stood there with a gloomy expression. There were black lightnings all around him, roaring from all directions. From a distance, these lightnings were so numerous that they looked like iron chains, filling the entire galaxy.
In front of Chen Qingzi, there stood a person. This person was wearing golden armor. He looked like a god of war. His body was extremely tall, and he had three heads and six arms. He was so majestic that his aura alone could be compared to this galaxy array!
Even behind him, there are a large number of illusory figures. Each of these figures looks like a god, exuding terrifying fluctuations. Against their background, this man in golden armor seems to be a god who transcends all!
"Chen Qingzi, I know that you value that little guy, so I let you transmit the message with only a slight interference, but guess... will this junior brother you value and care about so much choose not to trust you?
"I am very much looking forward to seeing that scene!" The big man smiled slightly, and as he spoke, tens of thousands of black lightnings intertwined with each other, stretching each other during the roar, forming a scene.
In that picture, there is clearly... the coffin where Wang Baole is!
But it’s not the inside, only the outside!
"Tell me, what comes out soon will be your little junior brother's true body or a clone?"
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I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and let me tell you that the number of words in this book will not be less than 4 million.