On the frontal battlefield, the Duan Dynasty lost one after another, and the army was not defeated, but the battle line could not advance in the slightest.

More and more Jianghu sects rushed to the front line and rushed to the battlefield, just as they realized, the rivers and lakes that left the dynasty were also involved, and now it was too late to get out.

The situation fell into anxiety for a while, and it was not until Xu Xingzhi from Beibi Mountain arrived that a lot of pressure was relieved.

As the third great master of the martial arts review, Xu Xingzhi, a spear saint from the north who was born in the army, naturally would not turn a blind eye to the war in the imperial court.

Especially now, the news of Cui Lao Dao's immortal death has spread all over the world, and he has become the third in the world in this martial arts evaluation, and he is a little depressed in his heart, and he just needs a few sons who are away from the turtle to be angry.

In addition, the rest of the great grandmasters did not appear, but their respective sects also sent people.

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"Xu Xingzhi came out of the army, I heard that he is a well-known man, and he is also a martial idiot, he has always wanted to go to Taihe Mountain to find his master to compete, but he can't even beat the real person of the Purple Palace......"

In the courtyard, everyone who had heard the news of the border war gathered to discuss what to do next.

Li Qinghe wanted to know why the imperial court would hunt him down, and Li Changan also happened to want to enter Chang'an City.

But firstly, the two of them are looking for death in the past, and secondly, they are pressing forward step by step, and no one wants to really fight.

"Go to the border or go to Chang'an, you can figure it out for yourself. Cassia lay on a wicker chair, looking at the sky with a pot of tea, and didn't care.

Lychee glanced at Li Qinghe, silently pounding the beans, Xi Ruo looked indifferent, and looked at Cassia coldly.

Li Changan looked around and said to Li Qinghe: "You stay here to take care of lychees and pine branches, and I will go to the border pass." ”

Cassia raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Li Changan to really make this plan, but this is also in line with his temperament.

Happy revenge, he has a holiday with the court, but when the foreign enemy comes, he still agrees with the outside world, isn't this the hero he wants to be?

Li Qinghe opened his mouth to persuade him, but in the end Li Changan still chose to go to the border pass, saying that if his father was still alive, he would definitely choose so.

"When the master comes back, the master must be listening to the palace realm, and at worst it is a gas house, go back and ask you about Chang'an City!"

Everyone said goodbye to him who was on the road alone in the early morning, and Xiruo, who also had cultivation in his body, also stayed, and as for Cassia, he would not leave, because he had more important things now.

Although the front-line war is tight, Jiangnan is still lively and peaceful as always.

Xiruo wanders around every day, and sometimes goes outside the city to play chess with Luo Xinghe.

Lychee took care of Songzhi'er while opening the shop, and as for Li Qinghe, Cassia threw the pastry shop to him, which happened to be next to Lychee's shop, and the two of them went to make it themselves.

And he himself used the excuse that he had just broken through the realm and needed to retreat and adjust, so he didn't see anyone all day.

In the room, Cassia sat cross-legged on the bed, raised his hand and arranged a layer of light film, which shielded everything inside and outside the room, his body slowly fell, and his soul gradually rose into the air.

In his sight, Jiangnan City shrank to the size of a palm, and finally became a small dot, and Cassia raised his head to faintly see the edge of the entire Metaverse.

The speed slowed gradually, and after passing through a barrier, the milky white crystal wall came into view.

Cassia paused lightly, his palm slowly falling on it, feeling the situation outside.

At first, he wanted to ascend to the Heavenly Gate and separate his consciousness from the immortal realm to enter the Moon Palace, so that if the body wanted to do something, it would just be a waste of divine thoughts.

But now that the fairy world was locked, he had no choice but to try to break through the crystal wall directly, trying to spy on the Moon Palace and understand why the main body suddenly interfered in the affairs of the human world so obviously.

At this moment, maybe even he didn't realize that as a doppelganger, he had been in this world for thousands of years, and he was a little different from when he first came down.

When Cassia had just obtained the cyan light cluster and created the early stage of the Atlantic realm, he was still very much like a human, or to be precise, his advanced intelligent life was still very emotional.

The rat-people who were personally bred in his hands, and who used his genetic template, when they died, he would be so sad that he could not help himself, and even locked himself in the herbarium for a day.

At that time, he was really sad to see these lives leave, in his former self-mocking words: I also learned to be a god for the first time, maybe I didn't think of myself as a god.

Maybe that's it, he didn't think of himself as a god at all, he was a human being, just an ordinary person who escaped cancer in the first place.

He didn't have the ambition to destroy the world, become an ancestor, and play with everything, and his greatest wish before he got sick was to make more money.

Creating the world was a game for him at first, but when the Nezumi appeared, he knew it was real life.

From then on, perfecting the Atlantic world was like an old carpenter carving the greatest work of art of his life.

But I don't know when it began, maybe it was the mutation of spiritual power that made him know: Oh, it turns out that I can also use this to improve my strength!

Everyone is greedy, even Cassia is no exception, and the increase in strength has made his heart struggle more and more, so that he has some very strange and contradictory behaviors at the beginning.

But as time went on, everything became a matter of course, and when the six gods of Atlanta returned to their positions and he set out to create the Metaverse, he had already understood how to be a good god.

The Grim Reaper Wells has been saying: The Dean has changed a lot.

He didn't hear it, but ...... Isn't that normal?

His emotions are becoming less and less, he is more and more suitable to be a god, and he has more and more control over everything, playing with everything in the palm of his hand.

Until the doppelganger nether, thousands of years later, the doppelganger's personal experience of nearly a thousand years has passed little by little, and even understands something more than the ontology.

The thousand-year-old breath of the world contaminated the soul inside and outside, and when the palm of his hand penetrated the crystal wall membrane, Cassia suddenly understood why the path of the body was crooked.

I can not grieve for the loss of life, because it is growth, and I can do something to improve my strength, because life and death are impermanent, and it is also a given.

But I must not become a 'true god' without feelings, even if I am really powerful, can I still experience the joy of being an old carpenter and carving a work of art like a child?

To be a god, you can't be a god like a robot, without feelings.

"Laugh because you feel all things laughing, because you feel all things sad and sad, and have a great ......" the doppelganger Cassia muttered to himself, and his body slowly broke through the crystal wall.

"It's just a small gossip, what a big deal. ”

The emotionless voice rang in his ears, and the clone Cassia suddenly woke up, and quickly retreated into the crystal wall, dodging an invisible palm.

A cassia identical to him was floating outside, separated only by a thin crystal wall.

Ontology ......

"Come back, I've found the avenue. Ontological Cassia said without any emotional fluctuations.

“...... But I think your path is really crooked. ”

"There's no need for me to get tangled with you here. ”

"I know, I know. The doppelganger Cassia spread his hands, "You can completely destroy the entire Metaverse, anyway, it will be easy for you to create another one." ”

The ontological cassia looked inside indifferently and did not speak.

"But......" the clone Cassia knocked on the crystal wall, revealing a smile, "Destroy the Metaverse, and you will have no cage to trap me, just like just now, I subconsciously hid in, but in fact, I can also run back to Atlanta directly." ”

"You and I are one, if you can't kill me, you can only annex me, as for why do you have to do this...... I guess, you were afraid that something would happen to you in retreat, so my 'weight' was heavier, and without me, you wouldn't be able to get out of the cyan light cluster, and you wouldn't be able to return to the real world to control your body?"

The ontological cassia still didn't speak, and he still looked at the clone Cassia hiding in the Metaverse indifferently.

"I often look in the mirror when I'm down, and I suggest you look at it too, and see if you are really what we wanted to be?"

Shaking his head, the soul of the doppelganger Cassia slowly descended, and the expression of the main body was very telling, he guessed correctly.