Chapter 279: Gods!
Li Yufeng was stunned for a moment, "That...... What about the kid?"
"I have a hunch that this time, we will have to wait for a long time, or maybe, never. β
......
Three days, ten days, time is constantly passing, a month has passed, but Yang Ran still has not come out of the Futu Heavenly Tower.
In the beginning, many people gathered in the square every day, expecting to witness the miracle happening.
But gradually, as time went on, fewer and fewer people came, and even in the end, there were only a few people left.
A whole month later, the vast square in front of the Futu Heavenly Pagoda was deserted with only three people.
Elizabeth stared blankly at the golden tower, crossed her fingers in prayer, and muttered, "You say, is Qianwu still alive?"
The other two were silent, they didn't dare to speak, a month has passed, there is no news, and even the white light point has never appeared again, I am afraid that it is more auspicious.
"How's Meng'er?" asked suddenly, Long Fu.
"I was crying and fussing for a few days, but now it's very quiet, probably because I'm used to it. Mo Yuxi said in a low voice.
"That's good, she is the sister recognized by Miss Qianwu, that is, my sister who lives up to my dragon, and I will definitely take good care of her. β
Mo Yuxi nodded, looked at the Futu Heavenly Tower again, the huge square, and fell into silence again.
Similarly, at the peak in the distance, there were still two figures.
"Dean Zheng, is he really alive?" Li Yufeng looked at Zheng Yuhong who was distracted and asked in a low voice.
"Only the gods know. Zheng Yuhong shook his head and said gloomily: "I have entered the Futu Heavenly Tower a few times ago, but the golden qi inside is really terrifying, even I have to withdraw before I reach the fifth level, and now, we can't do anything except wait." β
"Yes. β
Zheng Yuhong sighed and continued: "In ten days, it will be the 'Spirit Pool Dispute', you can leave a place for that kid, he entered the Futu Heavenly Tower for this reason in the first place, and when the time comes, it will depend on whether he has the fortune to arrive." β
......
Yang Ran didn't know anything about the ups and downs of the outside world, or rather, he couldn't tell what was outside and what was inside.
How much time has passed, Yang Ran doesn't know, a year, two years, or five years, in this boundless darkness, he endured loneliness and fear, but in the end, he endured it, even if it was until the sky was desolate, he couldn't help but stop moving forward.
Only by moving forward will there be a way out.
A lonely and tenacious figure, in the boundless darkness, became the only place of light.
In the dark, Yang Ran seemed to have gone through hundreds of years, he even forgot the darkness, and the only thing he could really feel was his own existence.
"The worst demon is not hell and darkness, but the loss of my heart. β
In the void, an idea quietly spread, and the mind that had been silent for a long time suddenly split a line of clarity, and then in that trace of clarity, those pictures in life emerged scene by sceneβ
"Dad, mother, wake up, Ran'er is no longer naughty. "On a snowy night stained with blood, a little boy cried weakly.
As soon as the picture turned, a little girl with a pink carving followed behind the boy, with a sweet voice, "Brother Yang Ran, you go slowly, I can't keep up with you." β
The boy carried her on his back, and a sincere voice came from his ear: "Brother Yang Ran, I want to marry you when I grow up." β
In the blink of an eye, the girl turned into a beautiful girl, she held the blood-stained long sword, and cried and said: "Brother Yang Ran, you forgive me, Yan Ran is also forced to do so." β
The scene changed again, and the charming enchantress sat on the boulder, looking at herself and grinning: "Little lewd thief, from today on, you are my demon, and you can't escape from the palm of my hand no matter what." β
Changing again, a beautiful girl, standing on the top of the mountain like a fairy: "Senior brother, senior sister will protect you." β
The equally beautiful girl next to her, proudly double-peaked, said rudely: "Stinky rascal, this palace must kill you!"
The smiling face continued to spread out, turning into a raging flame, and the woman in white, the face of the alluring city reflected the raging flames, poignantly withered.
Yang Ran's eyes moistened.
Memories kept coming, and the clarity in the mind continued to spread, devouring the original darkness until it spread to every corner of consciousness.
"The brightest light is not the flame of the sun, but the sight of oneself. β
In the darkness, suddenly, an ancient word came from afar, and the voice was ethereal, as if it had existed since eternal. And finally, the figure that had been walking for an unknown amount of time slowly stopped.
At this moment, in the endless dark space, a subtle golden light extended from behind the figure, passed through his body, and spread all the way to the invisible distance.
This scene, as if as long as he raised his feet, he could step on this light and step through the endless darkness.
However, Yang Ran, whose eyes were shining, raised his head but did not move.
Because, at the end of that light, suddenly, there was a huge figure, slowly emerging and slowly rising. His whole body was shrouded in golden light, Yang Ran couldn't see his appearance clearly, it was unpredictable, but for some reason when he saw him, Yang Ran had a strange feeling: As soon as this figure appeared, it seemed that in this world, there was no everything, no darkness, only him!
Suddenly, the figure moved, he turned his head to look at the endless darkness, seemed to sigh, waved his left hand lightly, and the voice was vast, with an indescribable sacredness and majestyβ
"Light always reigns above darkness. β
As this shallow groan fell, in Yang Ran's endless horror, the originally vast darkness instantly began to distort and collapse, like broken glass, it was slammed down, and finally exploded with a click.
Then, a soft light burst out from all directions, like the most dazzling divine light, spreading and spreading, until the whole world was covered with light......
In just a few thoughts, the endless darkness has been completely replaced by light, and all this is only because of his words!
Yang Ran's heart was shocked, and suddenly, a word jumped up sharply in his heart!
Only gods have such great power!
"The gods turned into thirteen phantoms, and with this as their soul, they created thirteen divine decrees, and as soon as the divine decree came out, all living beings in the world surrendered. β
The ancient and vast words kept echoing in Yang Ran's ears, and he suddenly woke up, it turned out that the figure in front of him turned out to be the phantom of a god!
"The gods have not fallen. β
Just when Yang Ran's heart was shocked, as if in response to what he was thinking, the voice of the ancient vicissitudes of life sounded again, ringing in his heart like a morning bell and a dusk drum.
Looking from afar, the figure was still shrouded in a golden light, but this time, Yang Ran could feel it very truly, he was facing him, and a smile appeared on his face.