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The surroundings are still pitch black, and even the ground beneath is deeply dark, but Bai Qiuran has indeed touched a substantial "bottom".
Stepping on this footing point, Bai Qiuran looked around and saw that it was pitch black. He wanted to release a lighting spell, but this darkness was extremely special, just like the darkness when he entered the Land of the Dead Same.
After finally rubbing out an unextinguishable fire with fire marks, Bai Qiuran saw a series of straw sandal prints emitting a faint blue light on the darkness below with the help of the faint light.
He collected himself and chased after the footprints all the way.
After walking all the way for an unknown amount of time, Bai Qiuran finally saw a stone platform appearing in the darkness ahead, and there was a figure sitting on the stone platform with his back to him.
Seeing this scene, he lifted his spirits and quickened his pace to the stone platform.
"The disciple of later generations, Bai Qiuran, pays homage to the first generation of senior Tianjiu. I have a few questions, and I ask you to give me your advice"
Bai Qiuran clasped his hands in salute, and impatiently turned to the front, and then saw the "First Generation of Heavenly Jealousy".
He fell silent, shocked.
A skinny mummy sat cross-legged on the stone platform, the clothes on his body had become tattered, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was lifeless.
At his feet, there is another line of deep hieroglyphs dug out with fingers, and there are some black things inside, which may be the dried blood of this senior.
It can be seen how resentful and helpless he was when he wrote this line of text.
From this angle, Zhixian, who was hung sideways on his waist, also saw that line of text. He was silent for a long time in the darkness, and then began to translate that line for Bai Qiuran in a low voice. Word.
"Everything is a scam. There is no elixir. I am hopeless. I am trapped here by our Creator and cannot get out. My people are also hopeless."
"I won't live long enough to defeat Donghuang Taiyi. I am a human being, not a god. My lifespan will eventually have a limit."
"I don't understand. God created me. I was born after Donghuang Taiyi, which proves that I am a better creature than him. Since God let me be born into this world, why did he help Donghuang Taiyi to deal with me?"
"I can't figure it out, I'm not reconciled! My people want to be cows and horses for the gods, I'm not reconciled!"
Zhixian finished reading the last line of text, paused, and then said:
"Old Bai, he is really dead."
"Ok, I know."
Bai Qiuran acted very calmly. He pursued this result for more than three thousand years. In the end, after discovering that the first generation of Tianjiu had already died here, he was surprised to find that there was nothing too much in his heart other than emptiness. Big emotional ups and downs.
"hehe."
Looking at the corpse, he smiled wryly, and said to himself:
"Could it be that there is really no way ahead of us?"
"Old Bai, listen to me."
After Zhixian was silent for a while, he said:
"The first generation of Tianjue is dead, and he doesn't know how Tianjue can exercise his true essence. Now, you are the one who walks the fastest and the farthest among all Tianjue. You have to believe in yourself. You have to open up this path by yourself, you already have some true essence in your body, although it is not much, but it is at least a hope. Now let¡¯s go back and talk about it.¡±¡ª¡ª
Bai Qiuran took this unknown first-generation Tianjue out of the huge pit in Penglai Shenshan, and buried him next to the stone tablet in Penglai.
Perhaps it was because the jar was broken, but when he came out, Tian Dao didn't bother him again.
After burying the first generation of Tianjiu, Bai Qiuran drove Zhanran Qiushui and left Guixu. Instead of going to Fusang to find Sanzuwu and Xihe, he flew straight to the mainland. Along the way, his spirit Not in the state, Zhixian called him many times, Bai Qiuran didn't respond, he just relied on instinct to control the sword, and then stared at the sea in a daze.
The speed of time in Guixu is different from that of the outside world. They did not reach the mainland, and the two of them had no way of knowing how long the time had passed, but it was still noon when they entered, and it was already night when they came out.
The two of them gradually flew across the sea, and the coastline appeared in front of them, but Bai Qiuran still had no emotional ups and downs, his eyes were looking straight ahead, dazed.
What woke him up was a pungent burnt smell. Bai Qiuran focused his eyes and moved his eyes to see the smell.The direction of ??, and then he saw that there was a soaring flame on the corner of the coastline, and a smoke column formed by billowing black smoke rose into the sky, gathering and dispersing in mid-air into weird and distorted shapes.
He remembered that there was a human settlement near the sea, and he was guarding the eastern land, and he and Jiang Lan had visited the human race living on this land hand in hand.
He turned around and came to the sky above the settlement. Inside the settlement, a group of tall gods were carrying out a massacre.
They lit a fire in the settlement and overturned all the walls and houses of the settlement with the weapons in their hands. The people in the settlement screamed and ran around, but they were blocked by the gods walking on the street.
Some of them smirked and pushed the women to the ground to humiliate them, while some looked down on the human race and threw them into their mouths and ate them.
The entire settlement, under the actions of the gods, turned into a hellish scene.
Bai Qiuran landed on the ground, looked at the gods who were acting recklessly in the human settlement, and asked:
"What are you doing?"
The gods turned their heads in astonishment, and when they saw him, they all laughed and said:
"Ah, it turned out to be Marshal Bai. We are ordered by the Emperor of Heaven to deal with these disobedient mortals in the lower realm. Marshal Bai, here are some pretty human women. Do you want to eat meat? Occasionally, we have to change it." Taste it."
"oh."
Bai Qiuran waved to him.
"come here."
This god thought that Bai Qiuran was going to reward him, so he came to Bai Qiuran's side in a desperate manner. Seeing that Bai Qiuran was not tall enough, he deliberately shrunk his body and knelt down in front of Bai Qiuran.
Bai Qiuran patted his face, then suddenly reached out and inserted his hand into his mouth. With the release of sword energy, he directly cut off the upper half of his head.
"You're right."
Throwing half of his head aside casually, Bai Qiuran looked over the corpse in front of him and looked at the gods.
"It's time for me to change my taste."
"Marshal Bai has gone crazy!"
Soon, in the settlement, the gods yelled in horror, endlessly.
After a while, Bai Qiuran threw away the last god's corpse that he tore into pieces.
After the flames were extinguished by the sea water he pulled from the sea, he stood in the center of the settlement, looked at the mountains of human corpses around him, and exhaled desperately.
The salty smell of sea water, the smell of blood, and the strange smell of smoke after the flame was extinguished, all these smells mixed together, were inhaled by him, making him a little restless.
It has been a while since the gods arrived here, most of the people in this settlement are dead, only a few human races are left, hiding in the ruins, desperately covering their breathing, trembling, not daring to make a sound.
Bai Qiuran just stayed like this for a while, then took out a pen and paper from the storage bag, and sketched a picture on a blank scroll.
His thoughts are very complicated, mountains and rivers, sea and land, heaven and earth, gods, human race, community, birds and beasts, flowers and plants, cultivation, and the pen in his hand also follows the chaotic thoughts, letting the pen tip pour on the blank scroll at will.
The amazing thing is that the patterns, which can be said to be irrelevant, merged into a perfect painting on the scroll. By the time Bai Qiuran came back to his senses, the painting had been completed and the space in the painting had been constructed.
He dried the ink, scanned around with his spiritual sense, and found the few survivors hidden in the ruins. At the same time, he also sensed that a large number of ghosts appeared and wandered in the ruins.
There is no ghost world in this era. These souls would have been devoured by the gods and turned into their food, or they could have escaped and become lonely ghosts wandering in the wild.
Bai Qiuran stretched out his hand and photographed the few survivors. They were thrown in front of him and looked at him with terrified eyes.
Bai Qiuran is not in the mood to speak now, and when the picture scroll is unfolded, all these survivors and ghosts are directly contained in the picture scroll.
Putting away the scroll, he walked out of the settlement and looked up at the dark night sky.
"Zhixian."
After a while, he said softly:
"You are right, the road ahead may have to be opened by myself."
"Have you figured it out?"
Zhixian asked with some surprise.
"Well. The difference of the times, the interference of the Dao of Heaven, the hostility of the gods, all of these are just obstructive factors, not reasons for me to stop moving forward."
Bai Qiuran lowered his head and replied:
"What binds me is myself, and I am escaping The most critical question is not whether I can do it or not, but what I want to do."
Glancing at the ruins behind him, he whispered:
"Building the foundation is like this, so that the people will no longer be bullied by the gods, and the same is true!"
Holding the scroll in his hand, he started to move forward.
God, you are really rotten, and you regard human life as worse than pigs and dogs.
God, you really have no blood and no tears, and you want to force the human race to die.
?Gods¡ªyou dare to be my enemy? ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)It's not that I can or cannot do it, but that I want to do it. "
Glancing at the ruins behind him, he whispered:
"Building the foundation is like this, so that the people will no longer be bullied by the gods, and the same is true!"
Holding the scroll in his hand, he started to move forward.
God, you are really rotten, and you regard human life as worse than pigs and dogs.
God, you really have no blood and no tears, and you want to force the human race to die.
?Gods¡ªyou dare to be my enemy? ! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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