Fighter of the Destiny

Biyanghong died, and Wuxianbi died too. They died in Baidi City, 80,000 miles away from their hometown.

Their souls will return to the sea of ​​stars and will not return to Xiling Wanshou Pavilion, so where they are buried is not that important.

There is an extremely deep crack in the courtyard. It should have cracked when Zhu Su came out of the ground. As the underworld wind repaired itself, the bottom has been refilled with rocks, leaving only a pit about two feet deep.

Chen Changsheng put the distinctive red and infinite green bodies into the pit. Before he could bulldoze the earth to fill it, a breeze fell from the trees of Tianshu Temple, and only two pieces of golden gravel were left in the pit.

When Zhu Luo died, he had seen similar scenes and knew that this was a unique sign of a strong person in the sacred realm, so he was not surprised.

Just the golden gravel among the soil reminded him of another thing.

Until now, many people thought that the Holy Queen Tianhai was buried in the deepest part of the National Education Academy, but it was actually in the Baicao Garden.

He did not understand why after the death of Holy Queen Tianhai, her remains did not turn into the purest gold sand like these other powerful people in the sacred realm, but remained in their original state.

Is this the difference between the realm of Shenyin and the realm of Congsheng?

Without thinking any further, he flicked his sleeves and shook the white stones in the courtyard into the pit.

Watching the golden gravel being gradually buried, he silently thought of a few names in his mind.

Except Su, Madam Mu, Black Robe, and Holy Light Continent.

The entire continent sensed the death of the two powerful men in the sacred realm. The laws of heaven and earth resonated with each other, and the signs gradually appeared.

Many whirlpools were born in the distant Dongfang Yun Tomb, and the stream between the solitary peaks suddenly became more rapid.

A unicorn drinking water by the stream raised its head and looked into the distance, with a lonely look in its holy eyes.

There were no more waves in the Red River. It was as calm as a mirror and looked extremely strange. Yu Jing's low humming could be heard from the depths of the river, as if he was mourning something.

The Archbishop of Xihuang Taoist Hall, who knew the secret of this matter, looked at the gloomy rain clouds above the small courtyard with a look of sadness on his face.

Two parallel rainbows appeared behind the rain clouds, extending from Baidi City, across the wide river, and into the depths of the distant mountains, and even beyond.

It was only then that the Prime Minister of the Monster Clan, the Bear Clan Chief, the Gentleman Clan Chief, and others knew what had happened. They were extremely shocked and did not know what to say.

The priests and monks outside the alley, as well as the larger number of demon warriors, sensed the meaning of the two rainbows and fell to their knees.

The state believers in the crowd began to read Taoist scriptures under the leadership of the archbishop, with piety and awe.

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Chen Changsheng did not return to the Xihuang Avenue Palace and stayed in the small courtyard because Xuanyuan Po was not awake yet and he had some things to think about.

Big figures such as the Prime Minister of the Monster Clan and the Chief of the Gentlemen Clan came one after another, wanting to know the details of the matter, and more importantly, wanted to know his attitude. But he didn't see them.

The small courtyard became extremely quiet again. He sat by the wooden platform outside the house, and his eyes fell from the dull dwarf pine to the white stones and then to the gray wall. It was difficult to determine.

He suddenly felt a little tired and lost interest in many things. It was like knowing that the entire demon clan was waiting for his reaction with vigilance and anxiety, but he didn't want to pay attention to it.

Like many people, he liked and respected Biyanghong very much, but he was really unfamiliar with it. Logically speaking, he wouldn't be so stimulated, but in fact, his spirit was greatly impacted.

Good people may not always be rewarded, and they are not even comfortable when they are alive. So why must we be good people? How should we live? Why do we live?

He looked at the night sky, thinking about this question that was often laughed at, but in fact everyone should think about it carefully.

There are no clouds or fog in Baidi City tonight. The field of vision is very clear. You can see far away and many stars.

Chen Changsheng's consciousness left his body and floated towards the sea of ​​stars, passing over the star that sputtered the starlight, passing through the star with countless spiral arms, avoiding the star with bright wings, and continued to move forward. Until he crossed the invisible crystal wall and came to the outer sea of ​​stars.

The spiritual consciousness of a monk can only go so far when he is fixing the destiny star. During normal practice, he can only perceive the existence of the destiny star, but it is difficult to reach it again.

But this rule has no effect on Chen Changsheng, just like the invisible crystal wall cannot cut off his spiritual consciousness.

Or is it because his consciousness was supposed to be there?

A red star floats quietly in the night sky, containing passionate energy, but on the surface it is so calm, as if there will be no change in hundreds of millions of years.

This is his life star.

Chen Changsheng's consciousness did not fall on his destiny star.

This star is real, the closest to him, but it is a place he can never reach. So this is the most false reality, and it is easy to make people sad.

He didn't want to be sad, so his consciousness continued to drift forward, looking a little indifferent.

Finally, his consciousness came to the outside of the sea of ​​​​stars.

There are also many stars faintly on the far opposite side, like thousands of lights.

Is the Holy Light Continent over there?

He wanted to go and have a look.

When he was ten years old, he learned that he was sick. From that moment on, the only thing he could think about was to survive.

On that rainy night, the Holy Queen of Tianhai recast his meridians and broke the fate in his life. He could live beyond twenty years old, and he could live for many more years.

From that moment on, he naturally began to think about some issues. Only by erasing the shadow of death could he truly observe his life calmly.

Of course he wants to find the source of his life and the reason for his existence, but he has still been living a very stressful life in the past few years and does not have so much time.

It wasn't until the night when Bieyanghong and Wufenbi died that he truly began to search.

Between the vague sea of ​​stars in his consciousness, there is an extremely wide and cold black void. It is the deepest night and the bottomless abyss.

That black void is more invisible than the space barrier, so it cannot be passed through. It seems that it does not exist at all, so how can it be overcome?

Chen Changsheng looked at the center of the black void and suddenly had a very strange feeling.

He felt as if he were leaning over a well and looking down into the deepest part.

He felt like he was standing at the bottom of the well, looking at the night sky outside the well.

Which feeling is right? Or...is it real?

I don’t know how much time passed.

Chen Changsheng withdrew his consciousness.

He was still sitting in the original place, his eyes no longer wandering as before, he just looked at the gray wall quietly, but it seemed like he was looking at many places at the same time.

The sea of ​​​​stars calms people, and the black void can make all ascetics feel their own insignificance and help erase the distracting thoughts in the Taoist heart.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

Xuanyuan Po came over and sat down next to him.