Cheng Yun had not yet entered the cemetery, he first came to the stone tablet in front of the cemetery, bowed respectfully to the stone tablet, and then bowed down.

On the stone tablet, six words were engraved.

"The tomb of the Yu Dynasty. ”

"Descendants of the dynasty, Dongsheng Shenzhou, Viscount Cheng Yun, bow to the dynasty! Bow to the ancestors of the heroic spirits!" Cheng Yun stood up, faced the cemetery group, and bowed down again, what he worshipped was the Dayu Dynasty, the heroic spirits of the Dayu Dynasty.

Among the cemeteries, there are about thousands of graveyards with tombstones, and Cheng Yun slowly walked into the cemetery, he wanted to pay homage to these heroic spirits.

The Dayu Dynasty, this great and magnificent dynasty, because of this dynasty, the human race rose among the wild races, and ended the endless years of suffering by the bullying and oppression of all races.

"Whether I am a member of the Terran clan, or a viscount of the dynasty, or a descendant of the Dongyi tribe and a member of the Shuiyue clan, I should bow to the Dayu Dynasty!"

"The one who erected this tomb must be the remnants of the dynasty that lived in the virtual hall of the Dayu Palace. "After the fall of the Yu Dynasty, there are still some traces of existence, among these traces, there is a remnant, this remnant, with the treasures left by the Yu Dynasty, and the mutilated people, came to this virtual hall of the Yu Palace, they hope that in this way, to create a false Yu Dynasty, as if, the Yu Dynasty. It has not perished, it has not disappeared.

Loneliness, loneliness, emptiness, coldness, desolation. sadness

In the process of walking in this cemetery, Cheng Yun felt this indescribable emotion, and he was surprised to find that these emotions actually came from his body.

"Loneliness"

Cheng Yun muttered to himself, the first thing he felt was a strong loneliness, and that loneliness was so deep and so rich. It almost suffocated Cheng Yun.

What he felt was the loneliness of being a remnant of the Yu Dynasty, the loneliness of being the viscount of the Yu Dynasty, the barbarism, the remnants of the Yu Dynasty, but there were very few, and such a magnificent dynasty had fallen into such a fate. This wants Cheng Yun, how can he not be lonely.

After loneliness. It is loneliness and emptiness, because of loneliness, so loneliness, and that emptiness comes from doubt, Cheng Yun doesn't know. When he rebuilds the Dayu Dynasty one day, can he still have the glory of the past, and can he lead the rise of the wild human race as he did at the beginning, making it wild. Cheng Yun didn't know about becoming a human race, so he was empty.

Cold, desolate, sad

These various emotions are constantly eroding Cheng Yun, although Cheng Yun's heart is as hard and cold as ice, but the scene at this moment still makes him suffer from gains and losses.

"I'm so tired"

After these emotions flowed, Cheng Yun didn't do anything because of this, he only felt a deep exhaustion, and that exhaustion almost crushed him.

"Why, if I'm why"

Cheng Yun was asking, he was asking about himself, and it was also the fate in the dark.

Since his birth, Cheng Yun has inherited the luck of the Dongyi clan, which also means that he has assumed the responsibility of reviving the Dongyi clan, and then became the sergeant and viscount of the Dayu Dynasty.

These heavy tasks are not great things that can be accomplished by one person, Cheng Yun is lonely, Cheng Yun is lonely, no one can stand side by side with him, and no one can share these responsibilities for him.

If Cheng Yun could choose, he would not choose his current life, he would prefer to be an ordinary and ordinary clansman in the clan, and he would not become a monk again, because the monk is very tired.

"I don't have a dream" Cheng Yun remembered Ji Wenming, Ji Wenming once asked him if he had a dream, Cheng Yun said that he had no dream after thinking about it carefully.

"The Tomb of Dongsheng Shenzhou"

"The Tomb of Nishiga Niuzhou"

"Tomb Folk of Minami Ganbu Prefecture"

"The Tomb of the North Ju Luzhou"

Cheng Yun walked in the cemetery, the first thing he saw was these four huge tombstones, these four tombstones, built for the people of the four continents, the Yu Dynasty fell, and the most casualties were ordinary people.

"Dayu Dynasty, the tomb of the scholars"

"Dayu Dynasty, the tomb of the princes"

"Yu Dynasty, the tomb of the emperor"

In the Yu Dynasty, the status of the scholars and princes is much higher than that of ordinary people, but the higher the status, the stronger the ability, the heavier the responsibility to bear, they enjoy more rights than ordinary people, and they have paid more efforts than ordinary people.

"The tomb of the Dongyi tribe, the tomb of the Beidi tribe, the tomb of the Nanban tribe, the tomb of the Xirong tribe, the tomb of the Jiuli tribe" Cheng Yun saw five huge tombstones, these five tombstones, for the establishment of the Yu Dynasty to pay the most five tribes and stand, four of these five tribes, was named the four royal families by the Yu Dynasty, and the other Jiuli tribe, because the casualties are too heavy, can no longer be called a family, so they were placed in the Yu Heavenly Palace, raised and cared for by the Yu Dynasty.

"The Tomb of King Yu, the Tomb of Emperor Yi, the Tomb of Chiyou, the Tomb of Gonggong" Cheng Yun saw the tombstones of the strong, those powerful monks who existed in legends, the great ancestors of the Yu Dynasty, were all dead, leaving only empty tombstones.

Cheng Yun stopped, he didn't want to go any further. He was already confused, and in the cemetery of the Dayu Dynasty, he felt his insignificance.

"Compared to these heroic spirits, my cultivation in the Bright Sun Realm is nothing, my thousands of years of cultivation. What's the point?"

"Is the purpose of my existence just to reproduce these greatness, just to repeat the dreams and grandeur of others?"

Cheng Yun muttered to himself, he remembered again, what the ancestor of the Water Moon Clan had said, that sentence was like a dream.

"I don't mind if it's a dream, whether it's long or short, whether it's bitter or sweet, I don't care. But I don't care why I have this dream, and if I don't even know why I am dreaming, I'd rather not have this dream."

Cheng Yun shouted his questions loudly at this cemetery and at this large group of tombstones.

"The ancestors of Dayu Wang Ce, you tell me! What is the purpose of your existence! What is your dream!?" Cheng Yun shouted loudly. He wanted to know the answers he wanted to know!

Naturally, no one answered his question. There are only empty tombstones, not a single living being.

"For the rise of the human race, for the human race to have no more suffering, for the establishment of a truly free homeland, for the ability to protect the people they care about, for revenge on the alien race. To live"

After a long time, a series of voices sounded in Cheng Yun's ears, and Cheng Yun could hear that this was Ji Wenming's voice.

"That's the reason for their existence! It's not mine!" Cheng Yun looked ahead. Said loudly.

"The meaning of your existence, your dreams, only you can know, no one can tell you except yourself!"

"I don't have a dream!" Cheng Yun howled.

"You have. "Ji Wenming's words are calm, but they seem to have an endless, irresistible power.

"What's that!?what?!" Cheng Yun was almost hysterical, and he asked Ji Wenming, who had reappeared in the sea of knowledge.

"I can't say, but I can tell you that you have dreams, your dreams, and they also shine with golden light, your dreams, the same noble, the same great!"

"Tell me!" Cheng Yun's eyes were red, he didn't want to be confused anymore, he didn't want to be confused anymore.

"I'll tell you when you see me. Ji Wenming's figure gradually dissipated, and the dissipated figure left behind a light source that emitted a faint light, and the light source poured into Cheng Yun's sea of knowledge.

Under the influx of this light source, Cheng Yun's emotions gradually returned to calm, and among the light sources left by Ji Wenming, there were pictures one after another, and it was these pictures that calmed Cheng Yun down.

In the picture, a white-haired old man picked up a heavy wooden stick in order to protect his little grandson behind him, and slapped towards the hideous demon beast in front of him, but before he could slap the beast, he had already collapsed with the wooden stick and turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

Snatching the old man's body away, the beast looked back at the young child, as if he saw the hatred in the young child's eyes, and the beast never looked back, and went straight away.

This young child, after some twists and turns, has become a powerful monk, and the purpose of his existence is only to have the strength to protect the people and things he wants to protect

In the Dongsheng Divine Continent, an old man knelt on the ground, he burst into tears, and his body trembled slightly, he had been away from his hometown for thousands of years, when he was young, because of the invasion of demon beasts, he lost his clan, lost his hometown, the meaning of his existence and his dreams, are all to return to his hometown

In Nanbu Prefecture, an old woman who was nearly eighty years old stood in front of her house every day and looked ahead, and he remembered that decades ago, a teenager told him that he would come back.

She is already in her last years, and she is still waiting for the young man who is unlikely to return, just because the meaning of her existence is just waiting

"The Purpose of My Existence"

"My Dream"

Cheng Yun muttered to himself, he remembered the memory of his seal, he remembered the mutilation of his life.

"Perhaps, the meaning of my existence, and my dreams, are hidden in the sealed memory" Cheng Yun had a strong feeling, and in the sealed memory, there was something extremely important to him.

"Even if I really don't have a dream, I really have no meaning of existence, everything I carry is heavy enough, heavy enough to become my dream, heavy enough to become the meaning of my existence" In addition to the sealed memory, Cheng Yun also has so many responsibilities, each of which is a weight that he can't bear.

Cheng Yun took a step forward, he pinched the trick with one hand, turned up a piece of soil, and then slowly walked into it.

"My grave. ”

Cheng Yun found a big stone and slowly carved these three words on it.

After carving, Cheng Yun inserted the tombstone into the soil in front of him, and then he slowly lay down in the cemetery he had prepared for himself.

The soil that was turned up, after Cheng Yun lay down in the cemetery, quickly returned to its original state and covered Cheng Yun in the ground.

"My grave. This is the tombstone that Cheng Yun set up for himself, he buried himself deep with his own hands, he was willing, he became a dead man, no longer has the meaning of existence, no longer has that golden dream.

The entire cemetery of the Dayu Dynasty has become quiet, and perhaps the only sound is a subtle wail from a tomb called "my tomb". (To be continued......)