It hasn't been a long time since the Thousand-Faced Pig has appeared.

She seemed to have forgotten about it.

At this time, the land of the sacred relics was prosperous and peaceful, and only from the annals can we get a glimpse of the initial devastation here.

God's will, God's will, a place forsaken by God.

It is a place where there is no Creator to maintain order, and there is no divine realm to govern.

The Creator gave up on this.

And it's too small for the gods to see.

At that time, the luck of this world dissipated little by little, and all the calamities imaginable in the world befell the living beings here, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is purgatory on earth.

He was born in the abyss of the most suffering.

A different kind of gaze comes with hurt one after another.

She lives in an infernal hell where everyone gets and is condemned.

From the deepest quagmire, in order to survive, she climbed ashore step by step, facing the awe of countless people, and glimpsed the light of the sky.

Looking back, those who struggled desperately in the mire.

Small and sad.

They are always open with numb and empty eyes, and they are waiting for death in endless suffering.

"It's useless, we are God's forsaken people......"

They watched indifferently as she struggled.

It was as if a knife had slashed at it.

They will also just close their eyes.

But Ji Zhuo was unwilling to sit still like this.

"Seek death and seek for yourself."

People who should hold their lives in their own hands.

What gods and Buddhas to ask for?

People will die after all, but they will not choose not to live because of this inevitable result, and life and death are not up to others.

In this case, there is always the right to live.

She didn't want to, and she didn't see the light of day all day.

She is like the last life of God to this place, born with the power that others do not have, born with the lonely courage of fearless gods and Buddhas, born with a variable.

He was also born with the burden of thousands of living beings.

There is nothing braver than to rise to the occasion.

Survive in the cracks, why are gods and Buddhas afraid?

Little by little, she built the Imperial Temple, little by little gathered the luck of this world, little by little let more people be like her, let go of the despair of being abandoned by God, and live for herself.

Over the years, this place has changed little by little.

It's just that this is still too subtle for the Divine Realm, until later, a force that has never appeared before followed the connection between the small plane and the Divine Realm and attacked the Divine Realm.

Forcefully pulled a vein of divine power.

Connected to the long-lost place of the gods.

The divine realm full of golden light was shining with silver light in an instant.

The divine realm shook, and the gods were amazed.

It seems that he was caught off guard and was robbed......

However, it is also indebted to the land of the divine relics, but it seems that I have never seen a situation where the divine power has been robbed.

Immediately afterwards, on the merit list, a rapidly climbing name appeared-

High Priest of the Land of the Relics, Burn.

The Lord God lowered his eyes and looked at a man who pointed a sword at her in the place where the colorful fallen flowers had covered the devastation.

She was full of merit, and with a lonely courage that had climbed up from the Infernal Hell, she said lightly to the gods in the sky.

"God, a fight?"

Thousands of living beings were behind her, like devout believers.

It is a believer that she has devoted her life to protecting.

The people of the Land of the Divine Relic are a group of people who are not afraid of gods and Buddhas, and they are the outliers of thousands of worlds, but they have also prospered for countless years under the protection of Ji Zhuo.

She was already extremely close to the gods.

Immortal and immortal.

Guarding this place day in and day out.

Look at the people living and working in peace and contentment, and look at the clouds rolling in the sky.

After the ups and downs passed, her whole person was also leisurely, just like now, spending every peaceful time leisurely.

The temple acts as a keeper of order.

Standing tall in the land of the gods.

In the past, when there were many affairs, there were some places where she needed to exert her power, and she was too lazy to do it, so she refined an artifact, that is, the Imperial Divine Order.

Handle chores like delivering power instead of her.

Later, the wind and rain were blown, and the artifact gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

In her world, a teenager appeared.

He was born with the strongest bond with her, stepped on Luoying, walked in front of her alone, showed a smile that amazed Yangchun March, and called her gently.

"My lord, I want to accompany you."

She glanced at the starry sky.

Looking into his eyes that seemed to gather hundreds of millions of stars, the evening breeze on his side was slow, slightly cool and silent, she stretched out her hand to him playfully, "Qing is as beautiful as a flower, let me hide the golden house, okay?" ”

"Okay."

He took her hand.

In the starry eyes, there is only her reflection.

It was as if he wanted to leave her alone.

Hold it in the splendor of your own galaxy.

Ji Zhuo finally unloaded the burden on her shoulders, and she lived calmly like an ordinary person, holding the hand of the young man.

Taste fragrant tea in the morning and drink good wine in the evening.

When the children on the street saw her, they would call her "Sister High Priest" in a crisp voice, and she handed over a few pieces of candy with her backhand, and the ancestral chili sauce from the dumpling shop next to her was passed down from generation to generation.

Ji Hua wants to watch lanterns with her every year on the Yuan Festival.

Fold a lotus lantern with your own hands and write the exact same prayer.

Occasionally, someone in the God Realm complained, "Look at you, you're going to be idle, why don't you come to the God Realm to shine?" ”

It's laid-back, but it's not boring.

She still likes to wander in the ordinary world, smell the fireworks in the streets and alleys, and laugh at the trivial things in the parents in the peaceful days.

As the days passed.

The days of fighting are long gone.

can only glimpse a little sword shadow in the annals of history, and more and more people are born in a prosperous era, and there are still people who remember her glory, but gradually turn admiration into cordiality.

There are all kinds of things in the world, white clouds and dogs.

Only the Divine Realm will stand forever.

To be a beacon of eternal peace of mind for all.

Ji Zhuo is now living in this most peaceful time, sometimes looking at the prosperity of the world, she occasionally is in a trance.

The boy was beside him, but he still felt inexplicably lonely.

And there was peace in front of her, but she panicked for no reason.

I always feel like what's going to happen.

It always felt as if she had forgotten something.

The memory that has been deliberately covered up by others will eventually open up a bloody corner in the most poignant way.

On that day, someone asked for the temple.

It is said that there is a strange disease, Ji Zhuo thinks it is funny, if she is sick, she doesn't go to the doctor, what's the use of running to her?

Could it be that there is no doctor in Yaoshi, and she wants to save her, but she made an oath for the order of the world.

Never use forces that go against the laws of nature lightly.

As in the past, she was still drinking in the peach blossom forest, counting the stars.

Until someone from the temple came and asked her to take a look.

A few people who were still young described as withered, like old men with withered lamps, covered with blue-black sarcomas, and their hands, faces, and legs were abrupt and terrifying.

One more sarcoma, or one point larger.

The man's vitality was weakened.

How can such a condition occur?

Ji Zhuo glanced at it in confusion, and on that calm day, he glimpsed the abyss roaring.