When I walk out of this space covered by the sun and the moon, it is dusk. As for whether it is the darkness of the night ahead, I can only know that it is when I walk over. The road ahead is long, and no one knows what is waiting for me in front of me. The reason why there are still people who are unwilling to give up is that most of them have the intention of fighting spirit and inner hope and persistence.

I belong to the latter. My persistence is to go home. What kind of bullshit cultivation or stand at the top. All of this seems to be a joke now. A person does not need to achieve much. As long as he has the ability to protect his family and himself, it is enough.

The day will not be long in normal times, or just by closing your eyes and opening your eyes during the day, you can pass it. But if you keep an ant moving forward from the magical place of the sun, you will know how long and boring stars it will be when the sun sets.

I felt that I was that ant, walking constantly, like a machine, never looking back, because everything would return to the starting point when I turned back. No way to go on the Naihe Bridge, don’t look back at the Naihe Bridge. In fact, why does Naihe Bridge exist only on the Yin River?

I don’t know how long it took, a hundred years, or a thousand years, without divine power to use, the clothes on my body have begun to decay, and the shoes on my feet have long been decayed. Finally, I saw the editor, the editor of the world shrouded by the sun and the moon.

It was pitch black, and you could still feel the biting chill from a distance.

I paused and continued to move forward. After countless years, an obscure dividing line appeared under my feet, and one step ahead was complete darkness. If I went back, or I would go to the ancestral land of the human race to be a respected human emperor. But what I lost was also impossible to see my family. I am an orphan, or in danger, I can be strong and calm between life and death, but when I lost my family, I could only be a madman.

The unknown land is dark, there is no light in this darkness, and no sound is absolutely dead silent. There seems to be no other existence here except despair and fear.

I took a deep breath, and a gleam flashed in my numb eyes. What should come will always come, and as long as I don't die, I can always find a solution.

Take a step forward and completely integrate into the darkness.

It seems to be a space, and there is no earth under your feet. There is nothingness around you. Just like the feeling in a dark space, except for the consciousness, it is still moving and even unable to feel the existence of your own body.

The front, back, left, left, right, up, down, are almost all directions. This is no longer an ordinary four-dimensional space, or the six-dimensional space is drawn away. However, this eternal darkness makes me feel extremely depressed. There is a dead silence around me, and even my heartbeat and the sound flowing in my blood have completely disappeared.

I reached out and touched my face, it was very cold. But at least I proved that I still existed. Since I don’t know the direction, I just chose one. Even if I can’t find a way out here, if I can’t find a way out for ten thousand years, then it’s 100,000 years. Time has lost its meaning here, so what do you care about?

It was another long journey. During this journey, I felt my body slowly melting. First, my feet slowly spreading upwards. This is definitely not good news. It seems that everything can be dissolved in the dark space, and even those who are transcendent cannot be listed.

Are you going to die? I often ask myself this way. But my heart is filled with unwillingness. Even if I die, I will die on the way back.

When practicing, you seek a heart of Tao. But when you reach the end, you seek the original heart. If a person who has no worries in his heart, you will reach the end or only have no desire to live.

I'm lucky because I've been looking for family and never gave up. Until now.

My body is still disappearing, and the only thing that comforts me is that the speed of disappearance is getting slower day by day. Or I can find the true cycle of heaven before I completely disappear into this dark space, and can travel through time and space and return to my original world.

As time goes by, this luxury hope seems to have become slim. Even the whole head is dying.

I stopped and waited silently. Or I stopped for the last time. I watched my flesh and blood slowly disappear and turn into nutrients in this space.

Naihe Bridgehead, Meng Po raised her head and sighed softly. "It's been 20,000 years, and the way of heaven still has not changed at all. That kid won't be gone like this!"

Whispers all over the entire ghost palace, as Meng Po's mood was depressed, all the ghosts began to cry. However, the ghosts who were originally preparing to pass by the bridge fell to the ground and kept crying.

"Oh! Even if you become a god for a hundred years, what if you have endless years? You can't escape the cycle of reincarnation when you say that you are transcendent. If the heavenly way is dead, who else can survive?" Meng Po sighed again. A bloody rain began to fall in the ghost palace.

"Boom!" A ray of lightning suddenly pierced through the void, causing the little illumination in the ghost palace to appear. The sound of ghost crying came to peace in an instant.

In the black sky, there was finally a glimmer of dawn, and a portal of reincarnation appeared leisurely at the place where lightning fell.

The flowers on the other side sway the branches, like countless girls dancing gracefully, as if welcoming a new beginning.

Meng Po smiled, smiling happily, "Reincarnation has finally been recognized by the way of heaven, and reincarnation has been greatly improved. My way does not return! My way does not return!"

In the dark space, when the last trace of flesh and blood smile was left, the divine nature condensed by the soul consciousness suddenly came, like the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and the whole world was one of the sides.

There was no complete darkness around me. I was on a regular ladder. I didn’t know where the ladder came from or where I went. It was covered with five transparent bubbles, dividing the surrounding darkness.

Jing'er stood in front of me and looked at herself with a smile. However, Jing'er was no longer a eleven or twelve-year-old loli, but a 28-year-old girl.

"Are you the way of heaven?" I asked carefully and tentatively.

"No, I am just an elf that evolved in this world. If this world is a magical weapon, then I can also be said to be a spirit of weapon." Jing'er said with a smile at me.

This answer is really familiar. It seems that the old man in the civilian used to fool me like this. But I still couldn't help asking, "Are you Jing'er?"

"Yes, right?" Jing'er replied with a smile, but seemed to say nothing.

"I want to go back, can I help me?" Since I couldn't ask anything, I simply didn't plan to continue asking and explained my purpose directly.

Regardless of whether he is a mirror or not, after he goes back, he uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create a mirror of heaven and earth and replace it with the mirror. What is there to worry about? Regardless of whether the mirror is a clone, is the little guy I like who will share my life and death soon? Besides, as long as I go back to see my family, there is nothing else that I can continue to worry about.

"No, you are a transcendent now. If you go back, the world where you are can't accommodate it at all. Going back is a disaster, and that world can only collapse." Jing'er still smiled, but his tone was not in any emotion.

Facing the mirror is like facing a machine without emotions.

"I want to go back, how can I do it?" I asked. Although the answer given by Tiandao made me desperate, it still made me find a glimmer of hope. I just said that I am already a transcendent, but if I give up the cultivation of a transcendent, can I go back?

"If you want to go back, you can only follow the rules. Have you seen these bubbles? Each represents the world created by a transcendent. They say that the world they create is placed on the long river of time and space and is delivered and controlled by the way of heaven. In this way, they can live in their own world and nurture all things. As for you, you can choose to be the manager of the way of heaven. The manager has a privilege, that is, they can return to their own transcendent space once a thousand years, of course, the time cannot exceed a thousand years." Jing'er said.

I was silent. According to my own wishes, I would rather give up everything and go back, but this is obviously unrealistic. Giving up everything is equivalent to giving up all the people in the Nebula space. So what if I return to Mao Xueying and Ningxiang?

"I agree, a thousand years will be a thousand years." I nodded and said.

"You're there." Seeing that I agreed, Jing'er pointed forward with a hand, and a ladder that seemed to be thousands of miles away arrived in an instant.

The bubble pointed to is the universe where I came from. Although there are many life planets that embellish the bubble as dazzling as colorful gems, I still recognized the blue planet in the bubble at a glance, which was the earth where I came from.

Jing'er made a move in front of my eyes with one hand, and a bubble with only a few lights was already held in his hand and placed it gently next to me. It seemed that he was taking special care of me, and he directly tied the two bubbles very close.

After doing this, I clapped my hands. Now you have the qualifications to be a manager, but you cannot become a manager yet. The first thing you have to do is to return to the place where you came and drive away the remaining inner demons you have cultivated.

I was just about to ask what kind of inner demons I had already cut off good and evil, so why would there be inner demons? However, Jing'er obviously no longer had the interest in continuing to talk with me. With one hand, I felt a dizzy turn. Then I seemed to lit up my eyes, but I found that I could not move. In front of me was a teenager looking at me with joy.

What the hell is this guy! What is this guy doing? What does he hold me for? Countless questions flashed through his mind. He wanted to question him, but heard the cry of a baby!
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