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Deep in memory
??In the cold, dark deep space of the universe, an endless and brilliant galaxy hangs at the end of an unknown place and an unknown end.
"Besides this ancient galaxy, there are countless dark deep skies.
Within the galaxy, in the corner near the edge of the extreme, nine planets are suspended in sequence, seemingly covering the deepest blue star.
It has remained unchanged for millions of years, calm and silent.
One day.
In the distant deep space of the universe, an elegant young man wearing a white tuxedo and a bowler hat stepped onto the splendid galaxy and landed in the sky of azure stars surrounded by nine stars.
Not long after, another extremely handsome young man wearing a white shirt arrived and also set foot in the sky above the blue stars.
The two of them were looking at the blue stars of life from a distance.
¡°The final proof of Kyushu¡¯s existence is that you lose this round!¡±
The young man in a white tuxedo spoke up, full of elegance and calmness.
"Who said I lost!"
"I never said that the gambling game was just between you and me."
"Fellow Taoist Taishang, fellow Taoist Chaos, aren't you coming out yet?"
The young man in the white shirt stood with his hands behind his hands, and then looked into the eternal sky and spoke, as if everything was full of confidence.
"You two fellow Taoists, you are so polite!"
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT Out of the deep space, in a land of endless darkness, an old man riding a green bull and possessing the spirit of an immortal appeared.
"We all lost the bet!"
At the same time, another young man in black appeared, but his expression was full of calm.
"Amitabha!"
"Dear benefactors, this poor monk is polite, we all lose!"
"Our layout and calculations, but in the end no one got it, only the final proof of its existence."
"In this ancient land of Kyushu, many splendid civilizations have been born, and there have been many amazing and talented geniuses. If we give them time, maybe everyone can transcend."
An old monk also slowly appeared. The vast and endless golden light of merit seemed to be able to reflect a dark sky.
"Your Majesty, Chaos, Fuhuang, Sakyamuni, I have not been defeated."
"It's you who lose!"
"Do you dare to play another round?"
The young man in a white tuxedo roared into the deep space, creating terrifying ripples, as if a single thought could annihilate the universe.
"Amitabha!"
"Fellow Taoist Water, why are you so persistent? Why don't you just give up?"
"You have destroyed too many civilizations and universes, isn't it enough?"
"There have always been only twelve positions of ruler in the world. Even if you had to do it over again, you might not be able to win?"
The old monk shouted the Buddha's name, obviously he didn't want to continue fighting with him. It was simply a meaningless bet.
"Fellow Water Daoist, let's stop! The gamble no longer makes sense. The acquired souls have their limits after all. Transcendence is already the limit. The King of Gold has always been just a legend."
The old Taoist also made a slight noise. Obviously, this eternal gambling game finally came to an end.
¡°There¡¯s no need to fight anymore, it¡¯s completely pointless?¡±
"Unless one of us perishes, no one will ascend to the Lord of Silver."
"Even if it is the dominant sequence, it is difficult to interfere with changes."
The young man in the white shirt also spoke out. This countless years of gambling has made them
"There is no need to bet, we are living in the dream of the oldest sleeper, and the day we wake up will be our end. Appoint it!"
The boy in black also spoke slowly. This extremely terrifying madness has left them with no hope at all.
"One more round!"
"This time, none of us will intervene, and I will no longer be writing the script of destiny."
"With a one-hundred-year period and a one-hundred-year blank period, any of us can end up."
"The premise is that we work together to cover up all the truth and seal off all the secrets. Without our interference, I want to see if a Lord of Silver can be born."
"The last game? If there is no hope anymore, will I accept my fate?"
The young man in the white tuxedo spoke out. He never wanted to admit this final game. He wanted to bet on this hundred years to give birth to a silver lord.
"Amitabha!"
"Water Donor, if today's game is successful, will we be known by the Lord of Silver in the future?"
"ThisWho will bear the consequences? "
The old monk shook his head helplessly. This long bet has become the water donor's obsession. If he doesn't satisfy him, I'm afraid there will be nothing
"Success has a cause and effect!"
"If it doesn't succeed, we will all die, so what's the point of cause and effect?"
"If we join forces and still can't create a Silver Lord who can stop the murderous calamity for us, then we might as well die now."
"This game takes place in Kyushu, at the Second Civilization Festival of Time, the day when Queen Qijue ascends the throne, and lasts for one hundred years, on the Miracle Island."
"Seven of the twelve Lords of Silver have been eliminated. On the other side of the sea, there is one more Lord of Silver than us. If we don't create one more Lord of Silver, there will be no balance."
"Sacrifice is inevitable, but in order to let the oldest sleeper sleep forever, I think it is worth it."
"In this battle, we will end this battle collectively, make our own plans, select spokespersons from your respective civilizations, and finally strangle the position of the Lord of Silver."
The young man in the white tuxedo is filled with endless murderous intent, and he has reached the point where he will do whatever it takes. The final direction of this scene will be within that hundred years.
"Brother Shui, what you said makes sense, but don't forget the ghost of history. It took a lot of effort to extinguish it. Once it interferes with history again, he will definitely come forward."
"How do you plan to solve it?"
The boy in black was silent for a while, filled with incomparable peace.
"He is indeed an uncertain factor. I will deal with him personally."
"As long as he dares to go there."
"Shakyamuni, the cause and effect between him and your incarnation is very deep. No matter how the future is planned, as long as he appears, he will meet your incarnation. Then today's memory will be sealed in the deepest part of your soul. As long as he meets him, he will definitely see it. .¡±
"Ghost of history, I know you will definitely see this memory scene. If you don't want to die, don't interfere with the Miracle Island."
"If you dare to interfere even a little bit, the star under my feet will be completely annihilated. You can interpret it as a threat, or you can interpret it as a well-intentioned advice."
"Demon King, the last thing I want to say is, don't interfere with our layout, you can't afford this cause and effect."
The young man in the white tuxedo left behind an extremely domineering voice, and that glance seemed to penetrate endless history and land in front of the ancient wilderness.
"It doesn't matter, it's only a hundred years, and the old Taoist is involved."
"Fellow Water Daoist, aren't you afraid of arousing his anger with your words today and destroying Miracle Island to pieces?"
"From what I know about him, he will never accept threats from anyone. Don't force him to run to the other side of the sea and join the powerful enemy over there."
The Queen flicked the whisk lightly, as if her words had profound meaning.
¡°The ghost of history, although I don¡¯t know where he comes from?¡±
"As long as I can produce the Lord of Silver, I have nothing to fear."
"Don't you all want to track down that secret?"
"He's on Miracle Island, I just hope he doesn't want to die on his own."
¡°Are you participating?¡±
The young man in the white tuxedo seemed to be very confident, giving off an extremely terrifying aura. Taishang, Chaos, Fuhuang, and Sakyamuni nodded one by one. It can be seen that the time flow of the blue stars has changed (Remember the website address: 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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