The realm of the spirit is actually a void. As soon as Cheng Ziyang stepped in, he lost contact with everyone and came to a strange environment alone.

The north wind blew the snow, so presumptuous that it was as if there was no man in a coat escaping on the frozen ground. Cheng Ziyang looked at the watch on his wrist, it was four o'clock in the morning. However, the night closed the mountain, and everyone fell asleep in the barrenness of desirelessness, only he escaped from the edge of this interface where the seconds were gone.

The crowd was sometimes bustling like a city outside the countryside, but it was enough to give him occasional relief in the cold air. Most of the time, passing by a thousand people will feel like you have missed a thousand warm feasts.

The roof of the dilapidated corridor is bordered by a staggered supply of hot water and sewer pipes. They will explode a hundred thousand times in people's fantasies, and then the filth will gush out, so that people who think that when they press the toilet switch, everything impure will disappear out of thin air, is a big shower of dung, and they run away.

Fortunately, it was just a fantasy, and the eternal departure of the river was as meaningless to people as the infinity itself. They never even noticed that some nights, the soil on the riverbank had ceased to exist after it had been trampled.

Just past night, Cheng Ziyang saw with his own eyes that the corridor of time quietly opened when the stars were chaotic. It silently, but like a bottomless pit, it swept away all the aliens and disobedients in this world that it did not pity. Whether it is a person, a thing, or a magnetic field that wants to distort history, it was sucked away in an instant, leaving no debris behind.

A bend in the river rises into the air and then suddenly stops, then turns into a faint light that flows into a swirling corridor.

- The pine tree that inspired the wise was blown into powder in the breeze. The powder flew like a butterfly through the moonlight, and then flew into the corridor that was getting bigger and bigger.

An old man who saw the light in an instant was also sucked into the starry sky from his home. But he did not struggle at all, as if he were asleep, and swirled peacefully among the stars of the valley, until he gradually became light, and entered the long corridor that was already overwhelming.

At first, Cheng Ziyang didn't know what this was. He was just amazed at the spectacle. When the desire to learn came to him, he could only look intently, like a seabird that had discovered a new island.

Where did you come from, and whose servant did you come from, that majestic corridor? And why feed on his world?

The promenade was silent, just regularly selecting and inhaling the sleeping flowers, children, and houses on the earth, like a picky eater picking at the meat on fried rice, and then hurriedly sending it to his mouth and swallowing it without chewing it.

Although no one knew whether the other end of the corridor was the kingdom of heaven or the infinite void, it was a kind of regrettable destruction that those things died in such a hurry before his eyes.

However, at some point, he felt timidity again, and his heart jumped in shock: this huge creature was not a beast with an unpleasant smell and blood temperature, but a cold-faced guard who was as calm as water, watching and destroying, and the knife fell without waking a person.

At this time, the huge corridor still did not stop turning. It stirred black clouds and a sea of stars above the small ancient city, like a wooden spoon stirring the black rice porridge that was about to overflow in an iron bucket. Everything above the ground revolves faster and faster around the corridor, and the more chaotic it turns. He also watched the pine forests of the snowy fields in the southern wilderness uprooted and gently swallowed by it without making a sound.

In the growing fear and dumbfounding, Cheng Ziyang suddenly understood: the indescribable balance of the universe and the laws of all things in the world turned out to be derived from this riddle that transcended nature. In the past, he was familiar with textbooks, believing that the laws of nature themselves were a miraculous force that could bring order to all the unreasonable intersections in the world. It wasn't until this moment that he witnessed the corridor of time quietly devouring the world, and he realized that this was the dragon that Ye Gong feared, the Tao that Lao Zhuang did not dare to describe too much, the fate of Western astrologers, and the unloving Lord for whom believers threw their heads and spilled their blood.

It's all - this corridor of time. It is it that clears all abnormalities and irregularities from ancient times to the present in the snap of a finger, it makes every murmur that deviates from the main theme quiet in the early hours of the morning, and it is it that dominates everything, so that there are all the laws of heaven and earth that people are accustomed to and silently follow day after day.

This sea-like corridor of time was silently whistling, like a tsunami thousands of stories high, and like the 10,000-meter whirlpool of the Bermuda Triangle leading to the center of the earth, which penetrated every corner of his vision, but did not seem to occupy a single apex of the night.

Isn't there anyone here who notices that the countless inexplicable objects around them are quietly disappearing? As he thought, he turned his head to look at the dirt slope where the big tree had just been blown into powder. Then he was amazed to find that the tree was still there. But he clearly saw that the corridor of time had swallowed it.

It turns out that before the sun rises in the east, there is a strange creation thing that will reforge an existence that is exactly the same as what it has taken away, and then quietly put it in its place, as if the change had never happened, as if the heaven and the earth had never been connected.

Cheng Ziyang actually accepted this truth in this way. And the corridor continued to spin in the sky like crazy, like a giant dog that was smiling, but it didn't make a sound. He was also silent.

It's just that he feels boundless fear when he is sober, too harsh, too real, but he shouldn't be so afraid! He was just a man who had no home in the early hours of the morning, stupidly waiting on the riverbank for his wife to give birth to the child. 

The starlight grew blurred as it turned, and more and more of what he knew was sucked into the corridor. At this moment, he couldn't help but believe that the world was dying in the swallowing of the corridor, withering and detaching from his perception piece by piece. 

He couldn't help but believe that there were only two beings left in this vast universe: one was him, and the other was the corridor of time. 

Oh my God, the universe has always been his universe alone! And he couldn't tell whether it was the objective reality supported by faith or the impermanence of his mind that was carried away by the corridor. 

God, maybe it had been wrapping up the starry sky that belonged only to the observer, and he was the only sneaky and clumsy observer, unable to extricate himself from the vicissitudes of the night. 

God, he could only guess that maybe he hadn't taken it with him. 

The fear of bursting the embankment made Cheng Ziyang unable to stand up. That instinctive desire to survive made him run away.

The north wind blew the snow, so presumptuous that it was as if it could not see a man without a coat escaping on the frozen ground. The darkness of the night sealed everything and left everyone to sleep in a barren and desireless, except for him fleeing from the edge of the world that was disappearing by the minute.

Flee and flee, unable to breathe, tireless.

At this time, Cheng Ziyang was a moth with no fire to fight, shuttling through the forest, running in the wilderness, without starry sky and moonlight, without frog chirping and nocturne, only a beating and lonely heart, which made him live forever afraid and die too young.

Unable to breathe, tireless, running for his life, wondering if the corridor was behind him at that time, only that this quiet world was collapsing.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, a tentacle-like light sucked him in. So, at this very moment. He finally heard the sound of the promenade.

Then, he didn't have time to do anything, only felt his body gradually dissolve in the air, and his perception slowly died under the nebula.

At this moment, the fear was gone, and the remnants of him slowly rose into the air.

In this way, he quietly imagined what the corridor of time behind him, which was already covered with thousands of miles, looked more and more pale, and his perception became more and more indifferent. The time had come for him to leave. - Serenity.

However, in the last moment, he suddenly remembered the indifferent people in his life.

When those people claim to have understood the great truth, and also know the sleek world, then the real them must have already gone to the world on the other side of the corridor, which must be filled with all the real fairy tales and sincere friends, and it must be a world of bliss.

"Alas!" Standing in mid-air, Yan Nu couldn't help but sigh after witnessing Cheng Ziyang's various actions, emotions and thoughts. "The human king can no longer be reincarnated. Otherwise, he's going to be completely blackened!"

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"Haha!" Qin Ji, who was wearing golden armor, was looking up to the sky and smiling at the moment. "I've finally become a human general. At this point, I will be able to stand out from the crowd and be the only one. ”

"Come on!" Weng Mi walked out of another void and scolded Qin Ji. "It's as if you're going to be the only one, is it worth getting so carried away?"

"Old man, old man!" Qin Ji looked very excited when he saw him. "You're out too. Come, come, let's have a contest and see what this man is really capable of. ”

"Go!" Weng Mi waved his hand in refusal. "I got this outfit after a fierce battle, but it wasn't as easy as you."

"I'm not easy either!" Hearing this, Qin Ji hurriedly explained to him. "You don't know, I'm completely in a labyrinth. There's all sorts of goodies in it that you can't blink. Fortunately, I haven't been greedy for anything since I was a child, so I resisted all kinds of temptations and got this equipment smoothly. ”

"Alright," Weng Mi found a place to sit down. "Let's honestly wait here for the others to come out! As for the competition, when it goes out, there will be time!"

"It's too!" Qin Ji obviously agreed with his suggestion, and sat next to him, patiently waiting for the others to come out.