Chapter 183: Survive or Destroy, Bottom of the Well or Head of the Well?

The other red died, and the infinite blue also died, dying in the White Emperor City, 80,000 miles away from home. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Their souls will return to the sea of stars, and they will not return to Xiling Wanshou Pavilion, so it doesn't matter where they are buried.

There was an extremely deep crack in the small courtyard, which must have been cracked when Su came out of the ground, and as the earth river Yin Feng repaired itself, the bottom had been refilled with rocks, and only a pit about two feet deep remained.

Chen Changsheng put the remains of different red and infinite blue into the pit, and before he could bulldoze and fill it up, a fresh breeze fell from among the trees of the Tianshu Temple, and only two pieces of golden sand were left in the pit.

When Zhu Luo died, he had seen a similar picture before, and knew that this was a unique sign of a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, so he was not surprised.

It was just the golden grit between the dirt, and he remembered something else.

Until now, many people thought that the Holy Queen of Tianhai was buried in the deepest part of the National Religious Academy, but it was actually in the Hundred Herbs Garden.

He didn't understand why, after the death of the Heavenly Sea Holy Empress, the remains did not turn into the purest golden sand like these other Divine Realm powerhouses, but still remained in their original state.

Could it be that this is the difference between the realm of divine seclusion and the realm of consecration?

Without further thought, he flicked his sleeves and shook the white stones in the courtyard into the pit.

Watching the golden grit gradually be buried, he silently thought of a few names in his heart.

Except for Su, Mrs. Mu, Black Robe, and Holy Light Continent.

The entire continent sensed the death of the two Divine Realm powerhouses, and the laws of heaven and earth were felt, and their signs gradually appeared.

There were many whirlpools in the distant Eastern Cloud Tomb, and the stream between the lonely peaks suddenly increased.

A unicorn drinking by the stream raised its head and looked into the distance, a look of loneliness appeared in its holy eyes.

There are no more waves in the Red River, calm as a mirror, it looks extremely bewitching, and Yu Jing's low hum comes from the depths of the river, as if mourning something.

The archbishop of the West Wilderness Dao Palace, who knew the secret of this matter, looked at the gloomy rain clouds above the small courtyard, and his face was pale.

Two parallel rainbows appeared behind the rain clouds, stretching out from the White Emperor City, across the wide river, into the depths of the distant mountains, and beyond.

It was only at this time that the Prime Minister of the Demon Clan, the Patriarch of the Bear Clan, the Patriarch of the Shi Clan, and others knew what had happened, and they were so shocked that they didn't know how to speak.

The priests and cultivators outside the alley, as well as the larger number of demon warriors, sensed the meaning of the two rainbows and fell to their knees one after another.

The Anglican believers in the crowd began to chant the Scriptures under the leadership of the archbishop, reverent and reverent.

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Chen Changsheng did not return to the Xihuang Great Avenue Palace, and stayed in the small courtyard, because Xuanyuan Po had not woken up yet, and he had some things to think about.

The prime minister of the demon clan and the patriarch of the scholar clan and other big figures came one after another, wanting to know the details of this matter, and more importantly, wanting to know his attitude. But he didn't see them.

The courtyard became extremely quiet again, and he sat on the wooden platform outside the house, his gaze falling from the listless dwarf pine to the white stones and then to the gray wall, and it was difficult to determine.

He suddenly felt a little tired, and he lost interest in many things, just like he didn't want to pay attention to it now knowing that the entire demon clan was waiting for his reaction vigilantly.

Like many people, he likes and respects other reds very much, but he is really not familiar with them, and it stands to reason that he will not be so stimulated, but in fact, his spirit has been greatly impacted.

Good people don't necessarily have good rewards, and even when they are alive, they can't talk about being comfortable, so why must we be good people, how should we live, and why do we live?

He looked at the night sky and thought about the question that was often ridiculed, and in fact everyone should think about it.

There are no clouds or fog in the White Emperor City tonight, and the vision is very clear, you can see far away, and you can see a lot of stars.

Chen Changsheng's divine consciousness left his body and floated towards the sea of stars, past the star that sputtered the starlight, through the star with countless spiral arms, avoided the star that gave birth to bright wings, and continued to move forward until he crossed the invisible crystal wall and came into the outer sea of stars.

A cultivator's divine consciousness can only go so far when he is destined for a star, and he can only perceive the existence of a star when he is practicing in ordinary times, but it is difficult to reach it again.

But this rule had no effect on Chen Changsheng, just like the invisible crystal wall couldn't isolate his divine sense.

Or is it because his divine consciousness should have fallen somewhere else?

A red star is quietly suspended in the night sky, containing enthusiastic energy, but on the surface it is so calm, as if nothing will change in another billions of years.

This is his lifeline.

Chen Changsheng's divine consciousness did not fall on his life star.

This star is real, the closest to him, but the place where he will never reach, then this is the most false truth, easy to be sad.

He didn't want to be sad, and his consciousness continued to drift forward, looking a little indifferent.

Eventually, his divine consciousness came to the outside of the sea of stars.

There are also many stars looming on the opposite side, such as the lights of thousands of homes.

Is the Holy Light Continent over there?

He wanted to go over and take a look.

At the age of ten, he knew he was sick, and from that moment on his only thought was to live.

On that rainy night, the Holy Queen of the Heavenly Sea recast the meridians for him, breaking the calamity of his life, he could live past the age of twenty, and he could live for many years.

From that moment on, he naturally began to think about some questions, erasing the shadow of death, so that he could really observe his life calmly.

Of course, he wants to find the source of his life and find a reason for existence, but he has still lived very nervously in the past few years and does not have so much time.

It wasn't until the night that Alternate Red and Infinity Blue died, that he really began to search.

Between the faint sea of stars in his divine consciousness was an incomparably wide and cold black nothingness, the deepest of the night, and the bottomless abyss.

That black void space barrier is even more invisible, so it can't be passed through, it doesn't seem to exist at all, so how can it be overcome?

Chen Changsheng looked at the center of the black void, and suddenly had a very strange feeling.

He felt as if he was leaning over a well, looking down into the deepest depths.

He felt himself standing at the bottom of the well again, looking out at the night sky outside the well.

Which one feels right? Or...... Is it real?

I don't know how long it has been.

Chen Changsheng withdrew his divine sense.

He was still sitting where he was, his gaze no longer wandering as before, just quietly looking at the gray wall, but at the same time, as if he were looking at many places at the same time.

The sea of stars calms people, and that black nothingness can make all cultivators feel their own insignificance, helping to erase those distracting thoughts from the Dao heart.

A footstep sounded behind him.

Xuanyuan Po walked over and sat down beside him. (To be continued.) )