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Chapter 1026: A New Journey (Finale: Postscript)

The Darkwood Prison is a vast, bleak space where a grand, solemn palace rises.

In this ten thousand miles of space, there is nothing else except this palace. It was alone there, surrounded by blood-colored smoke. No creature dared to disturb it, and everything was silent. It is the palace of the Blue Dragon, and it is also the place where the rulers of the Five Dark Hells, the Hellfire, live.

Stygian Flame sat on a dragon bone throne, looking extremely restless, he supported his chin with one hand, frowned, and listened a little absentmindedly to the arguing of the elders in front of him.

In front of the throne, there were the elders of the fifth layer of the dark prison, and they quarreled because of the attack on the underworld.

"Surrender, the new and old Hades of the underworld, they are behemoths that we cannot resist, and the Dark Hell has fallen. As long as they break through the gates of the Dark Golden Prison, we will all die. An elder in a golden robe pleaded bitterly: "Coupled with the cunning and ferocious Ye clan army in the human world, if we delay for a long time, we will definitely lose, the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and we have no chance of winning." ”

Hellfire stood up quietly, and said in a deep voice as he walked towards the golden-robed elder, "If I surrender, the lives of the people in the Dark Hell can be saved—"

The golden-robed elder hurriedly arched his hand and said, "The master is wise!"

However, Hellfire's face turned cold, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab the neck of the golden-robed elder, and in an instant, the golden-robed elder's face turned purple.

"But, my life is gone!" Hellfire brutally grabbed the golden-robed elder and lifted him up easily.

The golden-robed elder couldn't say a word in pain, his feet kicked wildly, and his body withered in a few moments. When the fire let go of its hand, a poor clay sculpture fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

"Whoever says surrender again will be put to death. Stygian said coldly, then turned and sat back on the throne.

The elders looked at the tragic clay sculptures on the ground, and they were all silent, and their faces were afraid.

At this time, the ghost fairy puppet, Yu, walked to the window and looked out of the window, its body couldn't help but shake, and said, "How can there be intruders here?!"

Hearing the sound, the Hellfire suddenly used its powerful divine power to search the land for thousands of miles in an instant, and said, "Nonsense, why didn't I notice it!"

"Someone!" the elders hurried to the window.

I saw that on the bleak and vast earth, almost two miles away from the hall, there was a middle-aged man with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a donkey walking leisurely. On the donkey's back, there sat a little girl with pigtails, holding a small old bell, shaking happily.

"Jingle Bell ......"

The crisp ringing of the bell suddenly came.

"Is it him?" Hellfire attached himself to Yu with his divine sense, and saw the outside through his eyes, a sinister smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly sucked the Dragon Domain artifact, the rusty ancient spear, into his hand, and then, he lifted the ancient spear, hit the ground with a "boom", and shouted: "Open the door!"

When the heavy hall door opened, Ye Qingcheng had already arrived in front of the door.

"I haven't seen you for a thousand years, why is your cultivation gone?" Hellfire sat on the throne and stared at Ye Qingcheng.

"You tyrant, you live a long life. Ye Qingcheng said leisurely, he led the flat-headed donkey, walked in the main hall with "kick, kick", and walked towards the Hellfire.

"Hmph, just rely on your mother and your sister's two stinky mothers-in-law?" Hellfire shouted tyrannically: "Sooner or later, Lao Tzu will kill them and kill them!"

A fleeting look of anger flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and he shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in arguing with you, I'm here to get a thousand bones." ”

Hellfire glanced at the ancient spear in his hand and said, "Want my spear?

As he spoke, he raised his ancient spear and aimed it at Ye Qingcheng. Suddenly, a powerful divine power swept over. At the same time, the scarlet cloak, also rushed from behind. "Whoosh!!"

The moment the ancient spear broke away from the Hellfire Hand, it turned into a terrifying gray aurora, shooting straight into Ye Qingcheng's heart. At the same time, Yu also sneaked into Ye Qingcheng's back. Attacking back and forth, Ye Qingcheng and Ben had no chance to escape.

Then, in the next second, the Hellfire was dumbfounded.

Ye Qingcheng raised his hand and easily grabbed the ancient spear, and all its lethality, divine power, and evil aura disappeared in an instant.

What frightened the Hellfire even more was that its figure that had sneaked up from behind had stopped silently like thin ice meeting flames, and began to dilute and dissolve! The most unbelievable thing was that he didn't even see what means Ye Qingcheng used or what power he released!

After Ye Qingcheng grabbed the ancient spear, he held Xiao Ling in his arms with one hand, and at this time, the qi behind him had disappeared so much that there was not even any scum left.

At this time, all the elders in the hall were frightened stupid, and they looked at Ye Qingcheng like monsters.

"Elders, go out with me, you will be hurt in the temple. Ye Qingcheng walked out of the ancient hall with Xiao Ling in one hand and a thousand bones in the other.

When the seven or eight elders in the hall saw him go out, they poured out of the hall like a swarm of bees.

"Boom !!"

The door of the main hall was closed, and in the gloomy hall, Hellfire sat alone on the throne, staring cautiously at the donkey with drooping eyelids below, cold sweat sliding down his cheeks.

The donkey stood up quietly, and made a strange appearance, and the eyes of the Hellfire couldn't help but widen.

"How could it be ??!" Hellfire slammed up from his throne and stared at the figure in front of him, as if he had a terrifying nightmare.

Dao Ancestor was wearing a dark red armor with a vertical braid, and carrying Ye Qingcheng's great sword on his back. His face was long, his hair was gray, and he looked at the Hellfire with eyes as deep as a cold pool, and said, "Do you remember what I said to you in the Fire Dragon Palace?"

Hellfire remembered, of course, it was one of the memories he feared most.

At that time, the demon god said: "Greedy moth, sooner or later I will catch you and dig up your divine source! Hide, like a lowly maggot, hide in your dung pit! This shackle will not trap me, and one day I will find you!"

Now, the demon god is here.

Frightened, he rushed to the door of the main hall.

Outside the main hall, the elders did not flee far, but still surrounded the entrance of the main hall, wanting to hear the movement inside. As a result, not long after the door of the main hall was closed, a hideous bloody claw pierced through the door of the hall and appeared bloodily in front of the elders.

Under the gate of the palace, black and red blood flowed out.

"Bang !!!!!!!!!"

At the same time, a terrifying loud bang shook the vast land, and the entire Qinglong Ancient Hall exploded into powder in an instant. Only one hall door was still standing, and on the other side of the door, one of Dao Ancestor's hands directly penetrated the body of the Hellfire and nailed him to the door.

............

On a mountain with ancient trees, Ye Qingcheng held the Thousand Bone Spear in both hands, and with a little use of some divine power, the ancient spear melted silently in his hand.

After the ancient spear melted, a foul black mist appeared in front of him, condensing into a grotesque ghost head. This is the soul of a thousand bones, an extremely vicious ghost head. Ye Qingcheng bent down and placed it in front of Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling stretched out his delicate little hand and touched it gently.

"Zizi ......"

In an instant, the extremely vicious black mist ghost head quietly melted, and in the end, only a small white soul snake with thin fingers remained, which was held in the palm of Xiao Ling's hand.

"There really is!" Xiao Ling said happily, "Will you resurrect her now?"

Ye Qingcheng took off the wine gourd, sat on the stone on the top of the mountain, and took a sip of wine. He looked at the endless Cangshan from afar, was silent for a long time, and said, "Forget it, let her be reincarnated." ”

"Why?" asked Xiao Ling, puzzled.

"She has too many sad memories in her life. The corners of Ye Qingcheng's mouth raised a faint smile, and said: "Give her a blessing mark, I hope that in her next life, she can meet someone who loves her 100% and no longer hurt her." ”

"You have to think about it, once she is reincarnated, it will be too late for you to regret it. Xiao Ling reminded.

Ye Qingcheng nodded and said, "She took away most of my sorrow. Give her the best wishes, let her be reincarnated, and become the happiest woman. ”

............

Yun's mausoleum, a majestic mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, among the lush bamboo forests, there is a clear mountain stream, relying on the side of the mountain stream, to build an elegant bamboo yard. In the courtyard, there is a kind old woman, and Miyagawa Yuki. They are neighbors with Ke'er on the mountain, but they are not mausoleum keepers, but the environment of this mountain is very good, suitable for seclusion.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A string of crisp bells rang through the bamboo forest, and Ye Qingcheng knocked on the door of the bamboo courtyard.

Shaoqing, a white-haired old woman, opened the firewood door, the first thing she saw was not Ye Qingcheng, but the flat-headed donkey ridden by Xiao Ling, she said in surprise: "Xiao Bian!?"

"Mother-in-law knows Xiaobian?" Ye Qingcheng looked at this kind old woman, a little familiar but couldn't remember.

At this time, Miyagawa Xue wore a plain white dress and walked out, and Le Yue, who was trying to suppress it, said with a straight face: "She is the Purple Sand King, who has been living in seclusion in an ancient small world of Sumeru, and she heard about the Yun family, so she moved here." ”

"Master?!" Ye Qingcheng was shocked, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Apprentice Ye Qingcheng, meet Master!"

"Hehe, I've heard of you, the beastmaster who is stronger than Yuntian. ”

More than a thousand years ago, he had seen her portrait in the Wind Dragon Temple, but at that time, she was still a stunning beauty.

"It is said that Shi Niang is not old for tens of thousands of years, why-" Ye Qingcheng was pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Yuntian is dead, who else can I show my beauty?" Saying that, King Zisha looked at Xiao Ling kindly and said with a smile: "Whose daughter is this?" ”

Seeing Xiao Ling wearing a small cheongsam, Miyagawa Xue was shocked and said, "Luo Shen is resurrected?" Or is it the child you gave birth to?"

"Neither. Ye Qingcheng said: "She is Xiaoling, the current mother of all lives. However, she was able to deform and awaken, which has something to do with Roselle. If it weren't for Roselle, we might have had to delay meeting for tens of thousands of years. ”

"What about Roselle?"

"Reincarnated. ”

Hearing this, there was no trace of joy in Miyagawa Xue's eyes, on the contrary, she was sad and said, "Her short life is too distressing. ”

Ye Qingcheng looked at her quietly when she sighed, as if he was back in the age of fourteen.

"What are you doing watching me? You went to the underworld without saying a word, and then went to the Dragon Domain without a word, and finally only sent back a piece of death, you think I will forgive you?" Miyagawa Xue said more and more aggrieved.

"You can not forgive me for a short time, but you have to help me, the current Dragon Domain is in ruins, and I can't do it alone. Ye Qingcheng said cheekily.

"That's it!" Xiao Ling looked at her and smiled flatteringly: "I will leave the best god position to my sister-in-law, and you will be the first god I canon." ”

"Come with him. Even the Zisha King opened his mouth and said, "At the beginning, I left Yuntian because he was entangled with several women. As a result, I only heard after his death that he never married. It's because I'm too narrow-minded, and now, I can only guard his mausoleum for the rest of my life. ”

Looking at Ye Qingcheng's eyes, Miyagawa Xue seemed to see the fourteen-year-old boy again. Then, before she could smile, two lines of crystal tears flowed first.

..................

Hundreds of years later.

The vast and vast land of ancient times has already gained a vigorous momentum. Looking at the sacred tree from afar, it has grown a green shade, and the black and white earth on the tree has gradually been resurrected and began to operate in an orderly manner, and the reincarnation of sentient beings has begun.

In the sky, the sun is shining high, the black hole is still there, but the red giant has just been cleared.

At this time, Yu Chiyan, who was wearing the armor of the God of Fire, and Liu Beishui, who was wearing the armor of the God of Wind, each carried a weapon, walked on the ground, and walked towards a spiritual realm called Lantern Cliff. They were still stained with blood, and they had just fought a hearty battle.

"Unexpectedly, on that red sun, there are still remnants of death. Yu Chiyan said heroically: "What a good fight!"

Liu Beishui didn't speak, and pondered alone.

"What's wrong with you? Now, we have the blessing of Xiaoling, and our cultivation is second only to the eldest brother and the donkey elder, why are you depressed?"

"The eldest brother is about to ascend to the throne, and we are all his people. Liu Beishui said a little unwillingly.

"What does that matter?"

"But our sworn brothers. ”

Hearing this, Yu Chiyan was stunned, and then he lowered his head in frustration and said, "Yes, Xiao Ling became the mother of all beings, and the eldest brother is the father of all beings, but we are ...... Alas, what's the solution?"

They did not speak again, falling silent.

Suddenly, as if there was some force, it fluctuated in the air. Then, something strange happened.

"Unexpectedly, on that red sun, there are still remnants of death. Yu Chiyan said heroically: "What a good fight!"

Liu Beishui raised his head strangely and looked at Yu Chiyan.

"What do you want me to do?"

"It's fine. Liu Beishui said.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a delusion appeared again.

"Unexpectedly, on that red sun, there are still remnants of death. Yu Chiyan said heroically: "What a good fight!"

"In a word, why are you three times?" asked Liu Beishui.

"Three times?" Wei Chiyan looked confused.

In an instant, Liu Beishui fell into fear and said, "Someone reversed time!"

"What nonsense?" Wei Chiyan said with a smile: "Reversing time? Big brother can't do this." ”

Suddenly, behind a boulder in front of him, an old figure stepped out.

He was dressed in a white robe, with two thick eyebrows, and a bare head without a single hair, thin and dark. He put his hands behind his back, stood in front of them, and said with a smile: "Death and the other two masters, as well as the main murderer who participated in the cosmic battle, were all executed by me. In the universe, the three life star fields are in ruins and are in urgent need of rulers. Your eldest brother is the first perfect life born after the fall of the gods, and the first controller to be recognized by the Hongmeng Tree. Now, he has attained the right result. ”

"What are you talking about, old man, why can't I understand?" said Yu Chiyan.

"The two of you, one smart but not strong, the other strong and dull, both have a little flaw. However, thanks to your eldest brother, I will choose three masters who will never conflict. The old man stretched out his hand, and two green jade beads appeared on his palm, and said, "These two soul beads can give you nine chances to reincarnate, do you want to challenge them?"

"Third child, let's go!" Liu Beishui understood, and he pulled Yu Chiyan and hurriedly walked past the old man.

"Your eldest brother will be officially the one in control, and at that time, he will be the father of all beings, and you will always be one level lower than him, and it will be impossible for you to be equal again. The old man said indifferently.

Liu Beishui stopped, didn't turn around, and said, "Who are you?"

"Star Shepherd. The three Hongmeng trees in this universe were all planted by me. ”

"Good boy, it's so big!!" Wei Chiyan said in shock.

Liu Beishui looked at the vibrant world under the sun, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he turned around and picked up a green jade bead, and said, "What are the specific rules, how to play?"

"There are no rules. The star herder smiled slightly and said, "However, I have to say to you in advance, the new journey will be very cruel." ”

"How cruel?" Yu Chiyan picked up another jade bead and said expectantly.

The herdsman put his hands behind his back and said, "Your previous experiences will not be worth mentioning until a new journey. ”

——End of the book——

Postscript

In '08, I tried my first hand at writing about the Internet. In 09, he conceived "Pantheon" and wrote it in 10 years.

So, my bad luck about this film began.

I wrote more than 300,000 words, and I was very satisfied, but before I could send it, my notebook was stolen, which was my only possession.

I didn't give up, and at the beginning of 11, I rewrote "Pantheon" in an Internet café, and every night I went to charter the night, bent on writing it. However, after writing 600,000 or 700,000 words, I couldn't persevere. Because I didn't get anything, I spent all my savings, and I couldn't concentrate on writing anymore, so I had to give up the eunuch and find a job.

Later, I worked for a while, and in the summer of '13, I wrote "The Evil Ancestor", which was written with the determination that the whole book would not be harvested. However, "The Evil Ancestor" gave me a surprise, in addition to enough food and clothing, I also saved up for a down payment on the house. This gave me a lot of confidence.

When "The Evil Ancestor" was almost finished, I hesitated for a long time whether to rewrite "Pantheon". If you don't rewrite it, you always have a heart knot, and if you rewrite it, you can't call it Pantheon, it's signed on another website, and you can't move it directly to send it, because the plot is familiar with it, I'm afraid there will be no passion when you write it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to rewrite the Pantheon, which is "God of War in the Dragon Domain". Later, there was still a lack of passion.

However, if I play normally, Dragon Domain will not disappoint.

However, since November 8 last year, everything has changed.

On November 8 last year, I had a sudden cerebral infarction, and I couldn't control the right half of my body and my speech was slurred. Later, he spent fifteen days in the hospital and was discharged in late November. At that time, I thought that my hometown was too cold, so it was better to come to Wuxi to accompany my daughter-in-law, exercise my hands and feet, and start updating in December.

You know, that break was the deadliest!

Writing a book to talk about a subdued frustration, at that juncture, it is the most ruthless place in the whole book, if it erupts, I believe that it is more exciting than the part where the evil ancestor saved the little immortals, at that time, it is equivalent to pressing a volcano that is about to erupt in the bottom of my heart!

However, on November 25th, at 8 o'clock in the evening, I arrived in Wuxi, and the journey was relatively safe. However, when I got home, my head suddenly hurt like an explosion, and I was soaked in the blink of an eye. I lay on the bed and endured it for half an hour, and I was terrified, afraid that it would be a recurrence of cerebral infarction.

However, my head was getting more and more painful, and my whole consciousness was starting to blur, accompanied by vomiting, and I realized that it might be dangerous to go on like this. So, I called Xiao Qi, and although Xiao Qi couldn't hear what I was saying, she knew that something was wrong and hurriedly asked for leave to come back.

When I was taken to the hospital, the result was more serious than I expected, it was called subarachnoid hemorrhage, and the mortality rate was 50%, and I was confused and admitted to the ICU.

I don't remember very well what happened next, but two days later I was transferred out of the ICU, and the whole family was relieved.

I won't talk about the rest of it.

On April 1, 16, I rewrote it, but I lost that passion and feeling. Especially in the first few days of the update, I used the urge to chop my hands for a while, wrote a wrong word, and then clicked to delete, even deleted a few words, my hand didn't listen to the call, my head has been groggy, I didn't write a single word, and I was so irritable that I was sweating profusely.

On the first day, I wrote almost 4,000 words and spent more than nine hours. At that time, I was thinking, let me move bricks for ten days, and I don't want to sit in front of the computer for one night.

I want to think about it, but I still have to write it. I knew that in my situation, it was impossible to write what I wanted. I can only avoid writing about battles (writing about battles, which are easy to get excited) and keep myself calm at all times, so that I can write a little faster.

Writing that the Yun clan was wiped out, and writing that Ye Qingcheng returned, all of them were dumbfounded. If you don't write the whole book well, it is tantamount to failure.

After that, it was time for me to prepare for the wedding. However, after getting married, Xiao Qi had a physical problem.

I remember one night I took a leave of absence and someone was complaining in the comment section. I didn't say why, and certainly can't blame them. That day, I accompanied Xiao Qi to the hospital and had an operation, and I really didn't have the energy to write when I came back at night. Don't talk about that.

I'm not saying this to gain sympathy or anything. I just want to explain that this period of life is too difficult, and I am writing with my best efforts, and in my heart, I actually owe nothing to everyone. As fate would have it, it was destined that this one would not be written well.

But I don't want to get rid of it, even if there is no income for half a year. It is a knot in the heart and a dream. Hehe, it's a bit ridiculous to talk about dreams at the age of thirty.

Some people say it's unfinished, and I don't agree. It's rotten in the middle, but it's not rotten in the end. Whether it is 09 years, 10 years, 11 years, or 16 years, this is the end of my heart, in the end, there is no battle, the gods are dead, who to fight? Ye Qingcheng finally awakened Xiao Ling, and his strength was already unsurpassable. That's how it should end up, and I'm not sick to write it that way.

Interestingly, I wanted to take on the next book at the end of this way, but "Evil Ancestor" was written ahead of schedule. Hehe, brother who hasn't seen it, you can go and see it, there's nothing wrong with it, and the whole process is normal.

If, this book is a piece of bad luck for me. Well, the doom is over.

As for the next one, the beginning has already been written, and it will be sent out soon. (3·0·8·5·5·3·8·8·9) Brothers who can't wait, you can join the group chat. If the next book is written, I will continue to write it, and if it is not written, it will be my last book.

I am now ready to fight for a shame, brothers who have never left me, I hope you can continue to support me!

Okay, I've got it, we'll see you in the next book!

———— May 25, 2016, night friend Wei, written in Wuxi