Speckled rays of light appeared as far as the eye could see, gradually expanding from little by little, and finally exploding, and under the violent impact, countless grand rays of light were formed.

Again and again, the explosions merge, and the cycle repeats, like a mayfly, rising and falling.

Nanyan opened her eyes and turned back, this big tree is the support of this world, just as she is the support of thousands of worlds.

The mayflies turn into light, nourishing the tree, and she is also nourished by thousands of worlds.

The leaves trembled, Nanyan stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the rough lines on it, the nine gates were conceived by the Heavenly Dao stars, and for this reason, the cultivator opened the ascension channel.

But now, the mayflies are still there, but they have already produced moths, the Heavenly Dao has been suppressed, and the bright light has been born, and the extraterritorial heavenly demons are nowhere to be found.

Nanyan looked at the void, got up and stepped in, the heavens and the earth turned, and she fell into a barrenness.

Sitting up from the ground, Nanyan looked around, the big trees that covered the sky and the sun, blocking the erosion of the sun, the sound of insects chirping around, and the sound of reptiles crossing the ground.

She walked among them, embroidered shoes on the withered leaves, and felt that her cultivation was still there.

Nanyan closed her eyes slightly, and her divine sense chose a place, and then she walked away, and she encountered many beasts along the way, and she avoided going around.

When I got out of the forest, I found that my face was dark, the stars were shifting in the sky, and there was no moon in the night.

She pinched her figure and flew into the city that appeared, which was extraordinarily quaint, covered with traces of time, green vegetation climbing up, and vines growing around the city.

The night in the castle is exceptionally quiet, but you can still feel the popularity, and the lanterns are hung in front of the doors, and the faint lights shine in front of the doors.

From dark to dawn, looking up but not seeing the sun, this is a place where there is no sun and moon, and the people living here are more like living in a container.

She transformed her clothes into ordinary dresses, and then she showed her shape, and as she walked around with the flow of people, she found an inn.

The shopkeeper is an old woman, and she can't see clearly at this time, "Do you live in the hotel?" Her old voice asked.

Nanyan nodded, "One room." ”

The old woman muttered, "Recently, there have been more outsiders. ”

Nanyan took the key upstairs, looked back, and saw the door of the store, like a blank giant mouth.

She stepped into the room and stood in front of the window to observe everything here.

There are many residents, but there are no children, they are all adults, and they close their doors as soon as it gets dark, and they come out to work at dawn, but none of them choose to leave the city.

In this small city, doing their own little things, it seems to be repeated every day, but there are subtle differences.

There are always people who enter the city on the road, that is, the strangers that the store says, but these outsiders are a little strange, and they also choose this inn after entering the city, and they go out every day, and then come back after dark.

Come back once and look solemn once, until finally your face is pale.

Finally, on one night, the screams resounded in the sky, and the lights were instantly turned on, and if you looked closely, it seemed that a figure had formed from door to door.

A huge figure, the figure was lying on its stomach, slowly shaking at this time, slowly raising its head.

The figure stood up completely, revealing the hundreds of people beneath him, sitting or lying, all of them with their eyes closed.

It was a huge woman, with her long hair spread out, dressed in a blue-black robe, and she looked condescendingly at the little inn.

"Youkai!" The screams rang out again, and the merchants in the inn shivered in a huddle.

The old woman of the shopkeeper came out tremblingly, looked up at the woman who covered the sky and the sun, and slowly spoke, "Stranger, my heart is too poisonous to leave." ”

The woman's long hair swam like a snake, and spread all over the street, stretching to the inn, and rolling up the crowd, perhaps the cacophony was too loud, and the long hair passed through, tying them up, and swinging in them.

The old woman turned around slowly, "There's another one." She tilted her head slightly, panting.

Nanyan walked down from the upper floor, "Mother-in-law raised her just to protect this city?" ”

"If you don't take care of it, you can't do it, there are no newborns, only them, year after year, day after day, alive." The old woman gasped, "All of them are dead, and they are all killed by strangers." ”

She twisted her face in pain, "She complains, she is the patron saint of the city, and she is also the resentment of the people who died tragically in the city." ”

She couldn't support it a little and sat on the stool, "Go over, the past will forget the pain, and the future will be a family." ”

Nanyan sat next to the old woman, "Why don't you let them reincarnate." ”

The old woman tugged at the corners of her mouth, "How is it reincarnated, the resentment is too heavy, the revenge is not revenged, there is no way to leave, after a long time, there will be more and more, and it will become like this when it gathers." ”

Her eyes were cloudy, "You can't kill people, if you kill someone, you can never be reincarnated, and you don't want to be discovered, you can only erase your memories and make them a part." ”

She slowly looked at Nanyan, "Are you an immortal cultivator?" Then he smiled again, "That's a legend, back then, we also went out of the city to look for immortals, and they didn't come back, it doesn't matter if they don't come back, there is still hope to live." ”

"Do you want to hear the story here?" Maybe it was because no one had spoken for a long time, and the old woman began to chatter, "In the past, this was also a prosperous town, where people came and went, children frolicked, and watched the city get married. ”

Her face was full of wrinkles, "But, it's been too long, I can't remember it for a long time, and when I woke up, there were corpses all over the field, and I didn't know who I had offended, and there was no living mouth in the city." ”

She stretched out her hand, "I'm old, I'm old, the enemies have forgotten, I seem to have been gone for a long time, and I raised a grudge, but the town was in space, and one day a group of strangers came, saying that they were here to hunt for treasure, and the grudge caught them." ”

Her hands kept shaking, "There are more people in the town, and it is lively, and the grievances are very happy, there have been no outsiders for a long time, but every once in a while, there will always be a group of people." ”

"Me, I'm just looking at the resentment, cough cough cough." She kept coughing, "I don't remember the enemy." She bent down and shivered as she stroked the table beside her, "Dead, all dead." ”

Her cloudy eyes left tears, "You say, why is it gone." ”

"How long have you been gone?" Nanyan asked softly.

"I don't know how long I left, from a girl to an old lady." Her voice stopped suddenly, and she turned her head stiffly, "It's me, it's me who seeks immortals." ”

She looked at her hand, "I went to look for immortals, I came back, and my home was gone." ”

"Grievance, grievance!" She hoarsely voiced, "It's my grudge! ”

Tears fell to the ground, "This is my grudge, who the enemy is, I can't see." ”

She lowered her head, "Who is it, I've been looking for thousands of years, and the resentment is me, it's me." ”

It was like a curtain that suddenly dispersed, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared elsewhere, a ruined city, the moon hanging overhead, rotten streets, dusty, and cobwebs.

An old man with a slumped body walked out of the ruined inn, her eyes were blank, and she was holding on to the door frame at this time, "It's been too long." ”