"The tomb of the Yu Dynasty! This place must be the tomb established by the remnants of the Yu Dynasty for the Yu Dynasty, and the burial goods must be worth a lot!" A middle-aged monk Ma Yu with a greedy look in his eyes arrived at a hidden place in the virtual hall of the Yu Palace, the cemetery of the Yu Dynasty.

"Little ghost luck!" Ma Yu pinched his hands, and from the shadows under his feet, five thin ghost shadows flew out, and five petite black ghosts flew out of them, digging towards the graveyard under a tombstone.

"The tomb of the Dongyi clan! I once heard that the Dongyi clan is one of the four royal families of the Dayu Dynasty! The burial goods in it must be a huge fortune!" Ma Yu's greed is even stronger, the spiritual power in his body is running fast, and the speed of excavation of the five little ghosts is also much faster, just for a moment, this piece of cemetery has been excavated, revealing the burial goods.

Ma Yu flew into the cemetery, his eyes lit up, there were a lot of burial goods in the cemetery, many of the burial goods were extremely precious treasures, he opened the storage bag and quickly collected the treasures in the cemetery.

"Another one"

A sound sounded, Ma Yu looked around vigilantly, and his divine sense expanded rapidly, but under the investigation of his divine sense, nothing abnormal happened.

"Maybe I'm too careful. Ma Yu laughed to himself and continued to collect the treasures in the graveyard.

When Ma Yu frantically collected the treasure, an invisible black arm appeared behind him, and with a slight slap of that hand, Ma Yu spurted out several mouthfuls of blood. Then he collapsed in the graveyard.

A young man in black appeared next to the cemetery, and with one hand and a finger, the sealed soil dug up by Ma Yu's five imps was refilled into the cemetery, and the five imps were buried in the cemetery with Ma Yu.

"Sixty-eighth! What the master said is indeed true, all the monks who enter this place are nine times out of ten for the sake of coveting the burial goods in the cemetery, except for the few and two minor repairs. The rest of the people are digging up the grave and planning to take away the burial goods in it!" The young man in black smiled coldly, Ma Yu was already the sixty-eighth monk he had buried with his own hands, since he was ordered by his lord to guard the tomb, he had been guarding this cemetery, as long as he was greedy for the burial goods in the cemetery, he could not escape his killing.

The figure of the young man in black gradually dispersed into a trace of demonic energy, and the demonic energy he transformed was distributed in every corner of this cemetery. But any monk who entered the cemetery was unaware of his presence.

"The cultivation of the younger generations, bow to the ancestors of the Dayu Dynasty!"

After a long time, there was a monk who broke into this cemetery, after he saw that this cemetery was the tomb of the Yu Dynasty, he did not dig up the cemetery like other monks to take away the burial goods, but chose a tombstone, and bowed religiously.

The monk bowed respectfully to these tombstones. He left directly, and the young man in black showed his figure at this time. A black light filled with rich spiritual power appeared in his hand, and he threw this black light towards the departing youth.

When the black light touched the monk, the monk's body trembled suddenly, and a pure spiritual power worked in his body, and when the black light was all integrated into his body, his monk. From the early stage of the Sun Realm, Shengsheng was promoted to the late stage of the Sun Realm.

"Blessed by the dynasty, you can do it yourself!" The young man in black imitated a vicissitudes of life, and sent out a divine consciousness into the sea of consciousness of the monk, and the cultivation of the monk was improved. He helps.

The departing monk felt the change in the spiritual power in his body, and thought of the sound that sounded in the sea of his knowledge, and quickly turned around, and worshiped again in the direction of the cemetery.

"If it's all right, leave quickly!" the black-clothed young man once again sent out a divine sense, urging the monk to leave.

The monk was urged by the young man in black to leave quickly.

"The master has been sleeping for thirty years! I have been guarding the tomb for thirty years!" The young man in black looked at this cemetery and pondered, he has been acting as a tomb keeper for thirty years, all the monks who covet treasures and disturb the heroic spirits of the Dayu Dynasty, he will kill them and let them stay here to accompany the burial of the heroic spirits of the Dayu Dynasty, and if they come to worship and have no evil thoughts, he will give a reward and improve their cultivation.

"The master is not dead, but he is begging for death" The young man in black divided a trace of his divine sense and probed towards one of the relatively new cemeteries, but before his divine sense could enter, he was blocked by an aura that represented destruction, despair, and death.

"The master is worthy of being the master, even if my cultivation surpasses him, my divine sense still can't break through the prohibition he has laid down. The black-clothed young man muttered to himself, and he walked in front of the tomb, and with a wave of spiritual power, swept away the dust and fallen leaves from the cemetery.

The tomb he was facing was engraved with only three words: "My tomb!"

"My tomb!" the young man in black muttered softly, and couldn't help but feel extremely cold, these three simple words contained too much information.

A person who can set up a tombstone for himself, how far his determination to die should be, and what kind of despair his despair should reach, this point, the young man in black dare not imagine.

The young man in black stared at this tomb, he had been staring at it like this for nearly thirty years, he hoped that one day, he would be able to see this tombstone loose, he hoped to see his master come out of the cemetery!

"I don't want to die"

In the dark cemetery, there is a faint voice that keeps echoing, this voice sounds like it was made by a young man, but in this voice, there is too much despair, and a trace of vicissitudes that only time can create.

"I don't want to live either"

That voice sounded again, these two sentences made people sound creepy, I didn't want to die, I didn't want to live. What kind of heart should the person who utters such words be like ashes?

"When I was alive, I didn't know what the purpose of my existence was, and I didn't know what my dreams were."

As he said this, there was a sense of sadness and resentment. A person who does not know what he is living for must be the greatest sorrow of life.

"So, I want to die, maybe I didn't know it when I was born, but after I die, I will know."

Another voice sounded, and it turned out that the purpose of the person in the tomb was to bury himself in the cemetery in order to know an answer. An answer that you can't know in your lifetime.

"I still don't know, what the meaning of my existence is, I still don't know, my dreams, what I live for" A long, deep sigh came, and the words were full of despair. It's enough to discourage anyone who hears it, and weary of the world.

"It's just that I don't want to die anymore"

"I don't want to die. It means that my life is meaningful, it means that my existence still has meaning, although I don't know, I can already be sure that my life is meaningful. That's enough."

A hand, slowly lifted the tombstone, slowly extending out of the cemetery, this hand, smooth and slender. When this arm was fully extended, the young man in black standing in front of the tombstone had already shown a happy expression.

"Master, master has woken up!" the young man in black looked expectantly at the arm stretched out from the cemetery, he knew that it would not be long before his master would completely walk out of it.

"In my memory, there is a seal, who left that seal, what that seal seals, I don't know, maybe, this can become one of the meanings of my existence."

In the cemetery, another arm stretched out.

"If my existence is really meaningless, if I live and can't really bring anything meaningful, then let me find that meaning, no matter what, I don't want to die"

A head slowly stretched out from the cemetery, this head had a delicate and elegant face, but the most memorable thing was the deep sorrow and sadness in the eyes of that face.

"I have sunk, I have been lost by my life, but when my life is decreasing little by little, I clearly feel that I don't want to die, I don't know why I don't want to die, but I know that there must be something waiting for me, that unknown everything is the meaning of my existence"

The man buried in the cemetery had already appeared in half of his body, and he had been buried in the cemetery for a long time, but there was not a trace of dust, and the dust that represented despair and death never belonged to him.

"I don't have dreams, but I should!"

"If I have no dreams, I have no meaning of existence, then I will take other people's dreams as dreams, I will take the meaning of other people's existence as meaning, I want to make everything in this world meaningful, I want to make all the creatures in this wild land qualified to have dreams, and they can rely on their own efforts to achieve their dreams!"

The man had completely walked out of the cemetery, and he looked back at the cemetery where he had been buried for thirty years.

"My Grave"

The man stretched out a hand, and an inexplicable light flashed, completely shattering the tombstone.

"This is my tomb, but once my tomb, this tomb, buried my confusion and hesitation, from now on, I will never be like this again. The sorrow and despair in the man's eyes quickly subsided, and he seemed to have moved from death to new life, he was reborn from the fire, and he was no longer the same person.

"Yun Wujian gives me a demon. The man who came out of the tomb looked at the young man in black.

"Yes, master. The young man in black took out a black aerosol and respectfully handed it to the man.

The man who came out of the tomb stretched out his hand and took the mist, he held it in his hand, and after a burst of brilliance, he saw that the black mist began to change its appearance, and after a few breaths, it turned into a human shape exactly like the man.

The man stretched out his right hand, and a wave of light swung out, opening the graveyard again, and then he threw the black aerosol into the graveyard, and then closed the seal again.

"His grave!" the man stretched out his hand on the tombstone, erased the original three words, and then carved them on it.

"It's not me who is buried in the tomb, and I have nothing to do with him anymore. ”

The man slowly walked into the distance, and he began to leave this cemetery, and the young man in black followed behind him, and also left this cemetery.

"Seal this place" The man threw out a jade cylinder, in this jade cylinder, with his will and divine sense, the young man in black caught the jade cylinder, held it in his hand, and nodded slightly.

The young man in black left the man's side, and he began to follow the man's instructions to seal the cemetery, while the man continued to walk into the distance.

"No matter what I was in the past, what I was fighting for, no matter what memories I was sealed, from now on, I, Cheng Yun, no matter whether I have a dream or not, whether there is a meaning of existence or not, as long as I don't want to die, this is the meaning of my existence!"

"This is my dream, a dream that radiates a golden light" (to be continued......)