Does God exist? Does the Kingdom of God exist?

The world does not know, and it has never known!

In tens of thousands of years, apart from the discovered corner of the land, what is the extravagance? It is conceivable, but it is not known.

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In the first year of winter, the Far North ice sheet melted, the sea rose sharply, and the mainland was eaten away by the sea.

Seven people appeared on the Arctic Ice Sheet, converging towards a reef above the Ice Sheet.

On the wasteland, the dark clouds condensed, from time to time the clouds were full of fire, the sound of thunder scattered in all directions, a few young rats poked their heads out, shivering under the protection of the rats, the ice snake zigzags, from time to time stopped and curled up, the snake letter in the mouth swayed rapidly, as if afraid of something, the goshawk crossed the sky, even if standing at the top of the firmament, listening to the sound of thunder, also slightly fluttered its wings and roared.

The cold wind was cold, and everywhere they passed was bleak, and the seven people were on their sides, without a wisp of cold, and there was still a little heat.

"Fish and shrimp can be crossed, birds can be crossed, duckweed can float on the top, aquatic plants can sink to the bottom, only people can not cross" a person sighed.

The man raised the flask in his hand and drank it down.

"Once upon a time, millions of corpses lurked on the Hanhai, but I didn't know where they came from and where they returned. A woman stroked the tea tree in her hand, her eyes were sloppy, but she felt great pity for the tea tree in her hand.

"There is a way to come, and there is a way to return!" The white paper on the side of the speaker floated in the air, and he waved the pen in his hand to sprinkle ink to his heart's content, and a shocking work appeared on the paper.

"On the way home?" a slender hand grasped the silver needle, threw it a few feet, and fell into the water, but the sea did not stir up a splash.

"There is a way on the way home, and what is the way?" the other person silently said, ignoring the other six people at all, staring closely at the strategy in his hand, as if he was afraid of missing the "Golden House" and "Yan Ruyu" in the book.

"Snakes eat rats for the way of snake survival, and eagle hunting snakes is the way for eagles to survive. "The speaker clung to the reversi as if the sky were a chessboard, and with the flick of his fingers, every move seemed to be a thousand horses.

"When life and death, who can guarantee that the rat will die, the snake will die, the rat can fight back against the snake, and the snake can hunt the goshawk. "The speaker is a monk, and every word is like a Sanskrit sound, which makes people sink into it.

The seven of them wanted to talk very harmoniously, but they didn't notice that there was another person on the ice field, holding a scroll in his hand, and his three-foot long sword was hovering at his side, sitting on the ground, breaking the barrier, or waiting for someone to arrive.

Everyone in the world knows the underworld, but whether the underworld really exists is really as the world thinks, and the way back for people is not known!

For tens of thousands of years, how many babies have been born, how many people in their twilight years have died, and they are changing rapidly, and if there really is an underworld, how many practitioners have never seen through the way of life and death, and then sought eternal life.

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In the second year of winter, the sea water rises again, and a bamboo basket floats on the sea surface in front of the Arctic Ice Field, and the bamboo basket has holes, but it can float on the sea, the sea water is extraordinary, and the bamboo basket is not a mortal thing.

A lotus flower in the basket shone brightly, as if it completely illuminated the ice field, and the light went straight to the sky, and then the light disappeared in an instant, and the lotus in the basket did not know where to go.

On the ice field, a man in a green shirt sat on the wasteland, his hair was extremely messy, and the withered grass beside him had already covered him, maybe this was not the intention.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, and when he looked closely, there was not a trace of the whites of his eyes, and with a soft drink, the endless sword intent completely enveloped his side, as if in his world, everything was treated so silently.

"You, finally here, a thousand years late!" the words fell, and the whole person disappeared in place.

"The magic sword in the world has been born, and the world will eventually be in chaos!" A scholar sat in the Tianqi Pavilion in the Sui Capital, looking out of the window, and the voice of lamentation was endless.

"The magic sword was born, and I, the sword in the world, should also go out for a walk. "The person who speaks is the Sword Pavilion Lord Sedum who is thousands of miles away, and the sword enshrined in the Sword Pavilion has long been rusted, even if it is rusty, but the sword intent is several times stronger than back then.

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The Far North Wasteland, the environment is harsh, the people here are all exiled people on the mainland, the crime is extremely evil, and it is not acceptable, it may also be that they are contrary to the general trend of the world, in order to seek freedom of the "sinners", the place where they live is named "the capital of sin", because its leader is called "the wilderness", so the "capital of sin" is also called "the capital of sin".

The Far North Heath, which does not have snow all year round due to the cold, has been snowing for several days since then.

The people living on the wasteland are nomadic and have no fixed place, this heavy snow, originally made their hearts stay all day long, and the lady of the desolate gave birth to a baby boy for the desolate master, which was a double happiness, but no one dared to laugh out loud, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

The root of all this comes from a "holy order", every hundred years, when the world is powerful - Sui, send tens of thousands of iron horsemen, calling on many practitioners in the world to "cut down the famine", for thousands of years, every time there is a "famine", the successive generations of desolate owners are willing to go to Sui alone in exchange for death in exchange for a hundred years of peace in the wilderness, never thought that every hundred years, the "holy order" will become more and more vicious, not leaving a way for the people in the desolation to live, the last time "cutting down the famine", down to the beginning of the Yuan, up to Wuji, no one was spared, all were slaughtered!

In this time, the "holy order" turned out to be to destroy the famine!

Since the strong Sui did not tolerate the famine, the people of the famine, went against the Sui and cut down the Sui!

Outside the tent, the iron horse of the desolation seems to have arrived, inside the tent, Mrs. Tianhuang did not have a trace of fear, looking at the baby in the swaddling clothes, it was already teary-eyed, how could the baby understand what the adult was thinking, with a smile on her face.

A soldier rushed into the tent, saw the woman holding a baby, without the slightest mercy, as if he had already killed the red eye, stabbed the cold blade at the woman, directly through her back, the hole where the blood gushed like a spring, the woman fell, but did not die, but carried the baby slowly crawling, sent the child into a bamboo basket, the soldier did not make a move but silently watched, then threw a torch into the tent, and left with a knife.

Outside the tent, the sound of assassination was endless, the heads were like iron beads rolling everywhere, the blood and snow blended, becoming viscous, the iron horse stepped on, the flesh mixed in the blood and mud splashed everywhere, and anyone who saw it could not bear to vomit.

The desolation did not leave their families behind, and the desolate people never gave up their leaders, they fought bloody battles to the edge of the desolation.

"You are desolate!" the first general spoke, but he did not dare to move forward, this person was the confidant of Emperor Sui, Meng Yu.

"If I die, and the will to fight remains, my heavenly desolation will not be extinguished after all! My surname is Zhan, my name is Heavenly Desolation, and I am war-hungry and not afraid of war! You and other rats can take my life, and they are delusional to the extreme. After that, Zhan Tianhuang stuck the halberd in his hand at his side and killed himself. It didn't fall from beginning to end, and the endless battle intent wrapped it, and the battle intent turned into a fiery red flamingo suspended at his side.

In order to invite merit to Emperor Sui, Meng Yu ordered someone to cut off the head of Zhan Tianhuang, put it in a red-headed brocade box, paste the talisman given by Sui Xiang on it, and lead the troops back to Beijing to restore their lives!

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Civilians will not care which nobleman in the Qinglou comes, nor will they care about the promotion of a large family in the imperial capital, let alone the extermination of the desolate people in the Arctic Ice Field, and no one will know where the son of the desolate is before he dies......