There are thirty-three heavens in the universe, either as a primordial wilderness or as a place of prosperity and peace. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the First Heaven is the narrowest cosmic space in the Thirty-three Days, the area of the First Yuan Qiankun Cave Heaven opened by the Pangu Clan is the largest, and the rumors that the Pangu Clan's treasures may remain in it, even if the First Heaven is not a place where soldiers must fight, but war is always indispensable.

Without enough manpower, there will not be enough productivity, so the result of years of endless war can only make people go in a more primitive direction.

The First Heaven also fell into a primitive state of barbarism similar to the Second Heaven and other regions.

Until the 26th Emperor of the Fuxi clan, Gongsun Shaodian, and the daughter of the patriarch of the Youzhi clan attached to the treasure to give birth to a son Gongsun Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan grew up to take over the throne of the emperor, and because it has the Rui of Tude, the name of the Yellow Emperor, after the throne broadcast a hundred grains and plants, vigorously develop production, the beginning of the production of clothes, boats, cars, music, medicine, etc., so that the rest of the tribes compete to follow suit, which makes the first day gradually have a new atmosphere, out of the primitive wilderness.

However, compared to some Heavenly Domains that had not experienced major wars between gods and demons for many years and had always been rich in resources, the overall appearance of the First Heaven was still more than inferior.

Even in the lower galaxies of the Ninth Heaven, most of them are more civilized than the First Heaven.

This does not mean that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's talents are not as good as those of the rulers of inferior galaxies, but it is just that the latter has not experienced major wars for many years and has recuperated for a long time, so that the world they are in has more opportunities and time for development.

It's just that no matter how brilliant the civilization is, if there is not enough force as the cornerstone, the towering buildings that appear in front of the world, no matter how shocking they look, are always embroidered pillows, unable to resist the erosion of wind, frost, snow and rain.

There are galaxies and life in the universe, but there is also dust.

How did the dust, which is so faint that it is impossible to observe with the naked eye, form?

Was it born that way?

Not necessarily.

At least the vast majority of them were once part of a brilliant civilization.

It's just that it doesn't last long, and it is shattered into a short-lived past in an eternal dream.

No one remembers it, no one picks it up.

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Many of the floating dust comes from the stars in the lower galaxies.

This undoubtedly shows that the civilization they have worked so hard to build is not strong, on the contrary, it is very fragile.

Just because of the brief battle between Lu Boya and the Gonggong Clan God Emperor, when the aftermath spreads, I don't know how many such civilizations have been destroyed!

In an era when the law of the jungle is clear, tragedies like this are incalculable, and the fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond are of course one of the most unfair things in the world, but if they have died, what chance do they have to complain about unfair treatment elsewhere?

It's just an inconspicuous speck of dust in the universe that shatters with the stars.

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The Xuan Domain, which is located in a lower galaxy in the Ninth Heaven, is now in great danger of being shattered into dust.

Qin Cang, who had lived in the Xuanyu Middle Land since he was a child, had heard the elders of the clan occasionally talk about this experience in the past, and he didn't understand why the Xuanyu would suffer such an unprecedented catastrophe without the invasion of the gods and demons from other galaxies.

Lu Boya's finger sword and the Gonggong Clan's Divine Emperor's palm print sword were enough to give him the most direct answer.

Ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes can kill people in the air with their strength.

A monk who has cultivated well will be able to easily open mountains and crack rocks.

The existence of gods and demons can transcend thousands of miles in a single thought, and what is the way to shake the stars?

Among them, the king crossed the heavenly realm to destroy a lot, and for them to be only in the world of Sumeru, why is it difficult?

Even if the other party does not intend to target you, the difference in strength between the worlds and the world may bring you destruction at any time.

The Tao is like heaven and earth.

Life is like a mustard seed.

This is probably the greatest irony in the world!

Especially when a small life is still trying to control the Dao.

It's just that no matter how ironic it is, there are still many people who have walked on this road, tirelessly, and without regrets.

Why?

It's small, it's for personal life and honor.

It's said that it is big, so that the acquired souls can stand up their backbones and chests and keep pace with the innate souls, break free from birth, old age, sickness and death, and shine with the sun and the moon, and live with heaven and earth!

It's a dream.

It's a big and wonderful dream.

A dream that has not been realized since the opening of heaven and earth!

It is also a dream that exists in the heart of every weak and small acquired soul!

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Wei Laojiu also had this kind of dream, but as he grew older, he felt more and more clearly that the distance between his dream and reality was getting farther and farther away.

At first, he felt that his heart was too big, so he retreated to the second, not thinking about the difference between acquired and innate souls, just thinking about practicing swords with peace of mind, even if he couldn't become a god or demon, it was good to be an admired kendo master.

But not long after he set this goal, he encountered another problem.

How can a person who is destitute and doesn't even have a decent sword in his hand go out and become a kendo master?

You can't just bluff the opponent with momentum when you face the enemy, or break a peach blossom branch from a tree to make a weapon.

Of course, it is a very masterful style, but the death is always miserable.

At the age of eighteen, he had no choice but to make a decision, taking advantage of the darkness of the night to go to the blacksmith next door to steal a sharp iron sword, but when he stole the sword and ran away, he collided with the blacksmith Zhang who got up in the middle of the night to go to the thatched house to relieve himself, and was beaten on the spot with a blue nose and swollen face.

Kendo Grandmaster? Stealing chickens is not a counter-erosion and the little thief is almost the same.

Wei Laojiu, a little thief, finally took the iron sword at the cost of breaking a leg and amazing perseverance, and traveled to other places for decades.

He had a big life, and he was seriously injured five times but he didn't die, but he didn't encounter any afterlife, until he reached middle age and his temples were white, Wei Laojiu was still a rotten wood who could only use some third-rate sword moves.

In addition to swordsmanship, Wei Laojiu also dabbled in Yuan Qi, as well as a group of spiritual powers cultivated by Qin Yufeng and others, but they were all obsessively stuck in the initial realm without exception.

At first, of course, he was speechless and discouraged, scolding the god for not opening his eyes, but as time went by, he gradually became numb, and he didn't think about any kendo masters, but just had to do some chores in his spare time, exchange for some wine money, and decided to die in a drunken dream.

Fate seems to really like to joke with him, though.

He has only been a drunkard for a few years, and he is about to become a ghost, this death catastrophe came very suddenly, and it is also very unreasonable, not only against him, but also for the entire Xuan Domain, and the people of the entire Xuan Domain are deep in the vortex of death.

The king of Hades wants you to die for the third watch, how can he keep you until the fifth watch?

Wei Laojiu, who has been a little person all his life and has never played a majestic role, understands most that these truths are those who listen to the fire but can't refute it, but he understands it clearly, and he is always unconvinced in his heart, even if he can't change anything, it's good to scold a few words before he dies.

So Wei Laojiu, a drunk old man who was only in his fifties and full of white hair and missing two front teeth, sat on the side of the street, poured a few sips of wine into his throat, and shouted at the trembling sky with the greatest strength in his life: "Straight lady thief! Let Lao Tzu die if you don't let Lao Tzu live a few days of comfortable life, I will die, what does it mean for you to take the entire Xuan Domain to die with me? Fuck your uncle, if there is a next life, Lao Tzu will definitely be reincarnated as a sword god, and kill you with a sword!"

I don't know if it was because he drank alcohol or because his voice was too loud, Wei Laojiu's words were particularly infectious, making everyone who was already desperate on the side turn their heads to look at him.

There was a thin little girl in red with tears in her eyes, looking at Wei Laojiu, and suddenly trembling: "Wei ...... Grandpa Wei, your sword ......"

"My sword is already fucking rusty!" Wei Laojiu's drunken eyes were hazy, and he glanced at the iron sword at his waist, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Boom!

The iron sword was speckled with rust, broke out of the sheath, and suddenly turned into a rainbow light rushing into the sky, and at the same time, the rest of the places also continued to fly out of the sword, and when it reached the sky, it was quickly covered by a round of bright moonlight.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, and ten thousand swords are spirits!"

Suddenly, a thick voice resounded in the sky, spreading in all directions, piercing the void through the void, not losing both arrogance and far-reaching and broad.

When the entire Xuan Domain was about to suffer unprecedented destruction and was in ruins, the only one who still had the heart to say such bold words was Zhou Qishan, the blacksmith who had just created the Canglan Sword Embryo, and was only waiting to condense the sword spirit and make the Canglan Sword a real divine soldier.

Rumble!

With a sound that seemed to be a volcanic eruption, the power of Zhou Qishan's nine hundred and ninety-nine caves of heaven suddenly superimposed on one place, turning into a huge torrent of vitality, pouring into the sword embryo of the Canglan Sword, instantly making the bright moonlight around the Canglan Sword more and more condensed, like a huge light curtain, spreading to the Xuan Domain, making the mana fluctuations that tremble in the heavens and the earth all encompass.

When the vitality in the sword embryo was sufficient, Zhou Qishan immediately snorted, his legs burst out with strength, shook the airflow, and hugged him together with both hands to form a circle, making the Canglan sword embryo suddenly rotate like a canopy, and the many spirit swords that he had attracted from all directions of the Xuan Domain with his brilliant sword qi were enveloped, and in an instant, ten thousand swords soared in the air, forming a powerful sword array, and the sword qi colluded with each other, forming an impermeable barrier, and the mana fluctuations that spread out enough to destroy the entire Xuan Domain suppressed and blocked!

The sword array surrounds, centered on the Canglan sword embryo, like the stars and the moon.

In a trance, the heavens and the earth exploded, and there was a divine sword to open the edge, and the edge was peerless!

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