When Lu Yangsheng's body control came back completely, an indescribable feeling of weakness arose, his whole body was like a snake that had been shaken apart, soft, and his stomach was like thunder, but he couldn't feel a trace of hunger, Lu Yangsheng knew in his heart that it was not that he was not hungry, but that he was so hungry that he couldn't feel hunger.

Raising his head with difficulty, he glanced at the stone table not far away, the nest head was fine, there was no long hair, just a few more cuts, it should still be edible, but the fruit was already rotten. After looking at the degree of rotting of the fruit, Lu Yangsheng roughly estimated that he would not be asleep for more than three days. Fortunately, in less than three days, the body should still be able to hold on.

After moving his hands and feet first, he felt that there was no problem, and Lu Yangsheng got up cautiously. When he just stood still, a feeling of dizziness hit, Lu Yangsheng closed his eyes, stabilized his body, and didn't let himself fall, it's okay, I'm used to being hungry, as long as I get through this, I will be able to pass it soon, Lu Yangsheng is still very experienced in starvation.

When the dizziness passed, Lu Yangsheng slowly moved to the stone table, didn't dare to look at his father's tablet, and didn't dare to speak, just silently picked up the nest head on the table, walked straight to the door, scooped a little water from the broken water tank, poured it into a broken bowl, and then found a stone, carefully smashed a nest head, picked it up little by little, put it in the broken bowl, and waited for the water to soak the dry and hard nest head a little softer before eating. I don't have the strength to burn the fire, otherwise I should boil some water and boil the wowotou, so that not only can I be full, but I don't have to worry about eating bad stomach.

After finishing the work, Lu Yangsheng's last bit of strength was also exhausted, so he could only sit down slowly against the door frame. Idle, the boy looked up at the sky, it was still night, the stars were shining, like a pair of eyes, for thousands of years, watching the cold and warm of the world.

When I was a child, I heard my father and mother say that after a person dies, he will turn into a star, and every night the stars twinkle and twinkle, all of them are greeting relatives in the world, at this time Xiao Yangsheng will ask, if you fall asleep, you won't be able to see? The mother will say, it's okay, when the relatives in the world fall asleep, the stars will sleep with him beside him. At this time, Xiao Yangsheng always said happily that he was already an adult and didn't need someone to sleep with him. Every time I hear Xiao Yangsheng say this, A-Niang will give A-Dad a roll of the eyes angrily, and A-Dad will smile very happily. Lu Yangsheng thought about the past, and suddenly cried, A-Niang lied to people, after his father and mother left, the young man Zeng Cheng stayed overnight and didn't sleep, and he was watching the stars every night, but Daddy and A-Niang never came back.

Lu Yangsheng was very sad, in addition to thinking of his father, there was one more thing.

In front of Win Xingxuan, Lu Yangsheng didn't seem to have a choice, but in fact, there was still a choice, it was just a choice of life and death, and in the end, Lu Yangsheng chose to live and obediently went to cultivate immortals.

If you don't know that you are calculated, then you will take the reputation of your parents, start a family, and live a lifetime in a mess, but now that you know that you may be calculated, then you have to find out who it is, why do you want to harm your family so much, so that it is not in vain to be a son of man, and it is not a waste to come to the world. In addition, there is another thing that Lu Yangsheng dare not think of, which makes Lu Yangsheng extremely painful, that is, the souls of his parents may still be in the hands of others, suffering a lot, and he cannot be relieved.

All of this was pressed on the shoulders of the young man, so that the young man had a thousand pounds of burden, so he could only bow his head and survive.

Life and death, a mess. The suffering of the world is needless to say, and it is impossible to say.

Outside the sky, there is an endless void. This is a place where time has to take a detour, this is a place that no race in existence can ever reach, and this is where it all began.

Legend has it that there are three layers of time, each of which is different. The first layer is in the human world, and it is full of ordinary creatures in the human world. Here, ordinary beings in the mortal world are like paintings painted by gods, imprinted in the long river of time, the passage of time is more like the gods are flipping through books and looking at paintings, the life of the person in the painting is already destined when he was born, of course, if the gods are interested, they can naturally make changes to the people in the painting, as for the change of the past or the future, it is meaningless to the gods, anyway, it is just a trivial matter to do at will. This is why it is always said in the world that everyone has a destiny, and God is destined, and it is also why there are ordinary people who ask God to change their lives.

The second layer of time is in the cultivators. Cultivators who cultivate the Dao naturally come into contact with the Heavenly Dao, and thus gain a part of the power of transcendence, with which they can briefly jump out of the first layer of the long river of time and see the short future of themselves or others. At this time, they are still in the first layer of time, but they are no longer completely in the first layer, so it is said that the cultivators are in the second layer of time. What cultivators often say about going against the heavens and transcending the heavenly path cannot be regarded as the true heavenly way, what they want to transcend is actually only the long river of time between the first and second layers, and the final goal is actually to reach the third level - the gods.

The third layer of the long river of time is actually nothingness. There is no afterlife, there is no this life, time does not exist at all, wandering outside the rules, exercising the power of the Heavenly Dao, and defending the true Heavenly Dao, and this is the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao - the gods.

As the only remaining god in the world, Feng Chengmo no longer knew how long he had been in the void. Since the Heavenly Dao was polluted, the original gods all fell when the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and finally they were killed one by one by the newly born Heavenly Dao by their own hands, and they became the only remaining gods in the world. Feng Chengmo can clearly feel that the Heavenly Dao has been trying to purify himself, and he should indeed give up resistance and be obediently purified by the Heavenly Dao in order to make up for the Heavenly Dao and return the Three Realms to order, but Feng Chengmo just can't forget her.

The Protoss was destroyed because of her, and the Divine Realm was shattered because of her, and it was precisely because of her guilt that the Human Race was able to ascend to the sky and become the true master of the world today. She is obviously just an ordinary mortal, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to become a sacrifice, but Feng Chengmo doesn't understand, why can't she be reluctant?

Heavenly Dao needs to be completed, and her influence on herself must be erased, but she always has to give her an explanation, but she has completely dissipated, even if it is Heavenly Dao, reshaping her soul requires an equivalent exchange. Seven pure souls, this is the price that Feng Chengmo needs to pay, but overlooking the Three Realms for so long, Feng Chengmo only sees the seeds that are qualified to become pure souls. He had worked hard to nurture the seed, but he had never seen it grow.

When Lu Yangsheng looked up at the starry sky, Feng Chengmo just overlooked the world.

"Another seed?"

The gaze of the gods is cast on the world, and the time of the world is still.

Lu Yangsheng maintained the posture of looking up at the starry sky, and a person who couldn't see his figure clearly appeared beside him and accompanied him to look at the still starry sky.

"You were born a pawn, even if you try to resist, but you are on the chessboard, can you jump out?" The figure asked.

"You have to give it a try, you have to give it a try!"

Lu Yangsheng was still in the long river of time, and he shouldn't have spoken, but a voice sounded on Lu Yangsheng's body, answering Feng Chengmo's words.

"I'll give you a chance to jump out, but you have to pay the price."

"At what cost?"

"You're going to be alive and you're going to be alive and you're going Feng Chengmo's tone was unwavering, and mortals were not worthy of stirring up ripples in the lake of the gods' hearts.

"You are originally a mortal soul, and in the end it will only be a ladder on the path of other people's cultivation, I will give you a chance to resist, but at the right time, your soul belongs to me."

"Is there a difference between the two for me?" Lu Yangsheng's voice asked.

"Whether there is a difference or not, it has nothing to do with me, whether to make a choice or not, it has to do with you. I just ask, I don't force it. Feng Chengmo replied without a trace of emotion.

"Isn't there any possibility of resistance on my own?" Lu Yangsheng was really unwilling.

"No, it's not that human fate is destined and cannot be reversed, but the height of your contact is destined to become a chess piece."

Lu Yangsheng's voice was silent for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "I'll exchange with you." ”

"Deed! Heaven is permanent, but the world is impermanent. The numerology has been changed, whether you can jump out or not, and it depends on your own choice. ”

After Feng Chengmo finished speaking, he walked towards the starry sky, stepping on the void like a mortal stepping on stone steps, step by step.

The only one who can change the fate of mortals is the true God.

The gods retracted their gaze, and the river of time flowed again, and no one knew how the world should be, but no one knew that the gods had planted a seed and were waiting to sprout.

The nest head in the bowl had already absorbed the water and became a little soft, Lu Yangsheng retracted his gaze looking up at the starry sky, picked up the broken bowl, and ate it one bite at a time, thinking about how to get out of this town, at least, he should also understand what the outside world is like, right? Only the Ninth Master in the town understands the outside world, but will the Ninth Master pay attention to himself? Lu Yangsheng ate mouthfuls without a bite, planning for the future, and didn't know anything about the things that his fate had changed.

In the extreme north of the world, there is a huge pass, called the Asking Heart Pass, towering into the clouds, it is the last pass between the world and the demon world, a Taoist carries a long sword, a wine pot at the waist, and holds a "Tianji Shenshu" flag in his hand, and goes south.

"Sword-wielder." An angry snort came from the pass, and outsiders couldn't hear it, but it suddenly arose in the heart of the Taoist people, and the Taoist hurriedly took a sip of wine and suppressed the shock.

"There are a total of eighteen levels in the human demon world, and you are alone in one level, so you just say and leave? In case the demons invade and break through, and the lives of the world are devastated, can you bear the responsibility? ”

The Taoist rubbed his ears in a fake way, and also replied in his heart: "Even if the demon clan breaks through, it's my responsibility, what are you talking about here?" Defy? Come to fight, you don't need a sword, just stand still and let you cut, do you dare? ”

"You, you..." The voice was you for a long time, and you didn't dare to answer.

"Bah." The Taoist priest spat on his phlegm. "Bad seeds."

"Stinky Taoist, you are looking for death."

An angry scolding sounded in his ears, and when the Taoist priest saw it, it turned out that he had accidentally spit on other people's shoes, hurriedly rolled up the flag, and ran away with a smoke, which was really three points faster than the flame horse, and the bearded man who was so shocked that he wanted to trouble the Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, and forgot to chase after him.

There are eighteen levels of people and demons, and there are countless masters in the world to guard against the demons, but only one level is an exception, and the door of death is dead. There is only one person and one sword in this level, but no demon dares to step into a radius of thousands of miles.

Now, the master of the gate does not keep the gate and enters the world.