Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 193 Youmao overturns the door of the world
It is an auspicious day, the weather is fine, the willow wind is gentle, and the clouds are flowing lightly.All the students carried lanterns and boxes, and invited the villagers to have a banquet outside the courtyard.

The good day is approaching, and the worship has not yet been done.Suddenly a distinguished guest came from the west and took over the position of elder.

The master offered a cup to the Xibin before offering it to Xibin, saying:
"Today is an auspicious day, can Mr. You Zhi compose a song?"

It should be natural for the guests to receive the cups, and walk ten steps alone in the forest, holding the piano and singing.The song says:
The sword is like a rainbow, and the sound is exquisite.

The sound is like Long, and the color is Hyun.

Drifting water and cloud clothes floating, Miaoran's red sleeves swaying.

Qingluan took a picture in the mirror and screamed to the heavens.

Going west to subdue the tiger and return to the heaven, Nanping Haisha guards the palace.

All the heroes and sages in the world are ashamed, and they are supernatural powers.

The master was very embarrassed when he heard it, and said in a humorous way: "This is the joy of the two of you, sir, you don't say anything about Ziyun. Is it just me who married alone?"

The guests said to each other: "When the rainbow appears, the rain should go away. Once the son comes out, the father can be removed."

The host laughed and said, "Mr. is pregnant with ice and drinks dew, and has been friends with his father for a long time. How did you say that?"

The guests didn't answer.

The master didn't get what he said, and didn't urge him any more, so he took a leaf from the forest and blew it on.Hundreds of birds came, all danced and sang in harmony, and the villagers thought it was miraculous.

At that time, the whale howled in the sea, and the sound became louder and louder, as if it echoed the blowing song.The flocks of birds fled in all directions, most of them went between the houses and hid themselves on the toon benches.The baby on the stool woke up with a start, grasping the feathers with his hands, cheering with joy.

The guests came in and saw him, and when they came out, they said to the host: "This son is like you in appearance and spirit, not like his father. I want to get feathers today, and the sun will fly far away."

The master laughed and said, "Hong'er is still young. How young you are, you don't have to be old."

The guests were silent, and asked again after a while: "Can this son be given a name?"

The master shook his head and replied: "In the past, when this son was born in a boat, he lost his family and died. He also met with old grievances in the West, and the fight was fierce. It was too late to tell Ziyun. At that time, I saw the first sunny day on the sea, and the rainbow was born outside the sky. It’s the name of the baby’s ear. I discussed it with Ziyun a few days ago, and the plan didn’t quite match up. If you want to ask, sir, don’t bother to point it out.”

The guest replied: "Since it came out for you and accompanied by the rainbow, it can take the meaning of rainbow and jade, so it is a Chinese character. How about it?"

The master was delighted when he heard it, and said: "It's very good." After entering the house, he tried to call him by his character, and the child on the stool babbled in response.

The guest sighed and said: "This son already knows his name. The destiny has been determined early, and I am afraid it will not be Zhenji. If you want to practice Taoism, don't let yourself leave your hometown and get close to your father."

The master laughed and said, "Hong'er doesn't remember things yet, so how do you know the meaning of the words? If you practice Taoism, you will be free from the fear of life and death. Why should you divide it into a foreign land?"

The guests felt worried and said: "If the land has no relatives, it will be harmed."

The master thanked him, toasted the cup, and said to him: "Although the sky and the earth are vast, we are fortunate to share the sun, the moon, the sky and the sky. Sincerely, my son is sincere, and the end of the world is also amiable."

After all, leaning over to hold the child, cuddling and coaxing, it means very loving and sympathetic.It was just shaking and beating slowly, and sang a song, the song said——

"Yara turn off the light."

Jing Huang closed his eyes and said.He groped and reached out, grabbing the dry, hot ground beneath him.There is no trace of vegetation on the bare soil surface.

He was a little irritable, unwilling to open his eyes, and called again: "Yalai."

The forest was silent and no one answered.He continued to call the officer's name, staying in the lingering sound before the remnant dream disappeared.

"Mr. Xuanhong, do you need anything?" Someone said in his heart, "Ms. Yalai is still staying there to take care of the situation. It is better not to let her come to such a dangerous area. And there is no Turn on the light. You must be dreaming of something brilliant and bright?"

Jing Huang reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw a giant with both legs spread out, looking down at him upright.Its body is bright and clean, as if it has been plated with new silver, emitting a bright white light in the dark world.

He lay on the ground, looking up at the giant with an expressionless face like a red ant.

"You flashed your mother." Jing Huang said, "It's so noisy at night that people can't sleep, so don't shine!"

He sat up from the ground and looked around the entire empty valley.Looking at the sky, the darkness is so deep that there is no end to it.

The planet's atmosphere has begun to dissipate, and the earth's core has been exhausted, and the myriad insects that replaced the planet's magnetic circle have also learned to change their own magnetic field.Now this planet can no longer reject everything given by the star, and the stream of high-energy particle rays caused by the activity of the star will continue to penetrate this land, exposing all life to intense radiation.Even if the behemoth that devours the center of the earth does not want to crawl out, the surface of the planet will soon become a purgatory.

The simplest conclusion is that this is already a place where there is little hope.Then, as a result of the correction of the same direction of history, the other side of the mirror will be dragged to the same ending by time.

"This is wrong, Mr. Xuanhong." Momolo said, "the sun in my hometown was completely extinguished, and the entire galaxy fell into an eternal night. Our ancestors also thought it was impossible to be saved. But the light of miracle It did appear at that time. Although it is impossible to go back to the old form, we are saved from another dimension. That's when my ancestors swore to never forget the moment when the light shone .As long as the light in our hearts is not extinguished, we will fight forever."

"It's none of my business that you want to fight, did I fucking ask you to come here to find someone to chant scriptures?" Jing Huang said, "Don't push me, don't read my divine sense. Wait, don't let anything get close to me."

The giant nodded resolutely, let out a breath-like cry, and then stepped down with heavy steps, stepping on a certain mound that was about to rise.

The ground was stirring like boiling water, and the hills and peaks were constantly rising like tumbling water bubbles, tempting the young man and giant approaching the depths of the mountain range.That is the last life and light source of the whole planet.

The giant trampled them down tirelessly.The fleshy roots and sharp thorns burst out from the ruptured mountain bubbles.They grow unscrupulously in the air, often entangle the giant's limbs, and then wither and break in the blooming white light.The giant fought without rest, like a man dancing on thin ice with hot soles.It had nowhere to stay, but it didn't allow any foreign matter to invade the valley below it.

Jing Huang sat in the valley, silent as if falling asleep.

There is no complicated transfer of internal information, he just recalls the remaining dreams.

Those messed up dreams.The sights I have seen countless times so far include not only fragments of memory that can be absolutely asserted to be real, but also visions and auditory hallucinations that cannot be discerned from the truth.

For example, conversations that have never been heard, facts that are impossible to witness, and singing that only exist in dreams.Although they are all things that "she" has never mentioned, but when you think about it carefully, they completely fit together.

That is the "way of heaven" that Chixian followed him.

Although it is not difficult to know the truth, there is probably only one person left who can give him all the answers.So he would never ask, even if he would never know the answer for the rest of his life, he would never look back.

Shrill sirens pierced the night.He opened his eyes and saw the silver lamp on the silverstone giant's chest turned red, flickering hurriedly and noisily.

The average limit time for the Yongguang clan to fight abroad is 3 minutes.

That is the limit of their capacity to store and absorb natural stellar light.In the vast deep space without the support of the Spark Tower, even the hot stars cannot escape the final extinguishment, annihilated in the eternal cold and silence.

Hope to change something.Looking forward to igniting something.Looking forward to saving something.That's just part of a cycle of ups and downs.When that brief moment of self-burning is over, all that remains is a cold stone statue.

Although he understood this, he just watched without feeling.When the giant staggered for the first time, he smiled hollowly like a trigger.

"……road."

The body stood up automatically, and the words flowed from the lips.

Something flowed down from the sky, replacing its own flesh and blood layer by layer.Even though he was obliterating himself without a doubt, he couldn't even generate the will to resist.

——Warm and familiar, like a mother's embrace.

The scimitar, as black as the moon, swayed in the wind. He squeezed his fingers and knocked a series of tremors on the blade.

The mother's embrace tightened, and then she sang an unfinished song from her throat:

Acacia dreams, dreams come to nothing,

Empty thought mourning, heavy heart.

There is a beautiful jade hidden in Jingshan, and Tianji Huai Shiqiong.

Su Xin and the wine, the peach plums reflect the snow and melt.

Qiankun sees through life and death, and yin and yang are destined to be poor overnight.

A hundred years of love and solitary self-admiration, twenty years of soul wandering and enlightenment to the end.

　Because this chapter is difficult to write, so it is late... 4.1 I am a hero among those who ask for leave (sad)

　　But want to leave a message!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)