The stars faded away, there was no light, there was darkness all around, and there was no sound.Those ordinary monsters such as Daixuan and Half-Tail had long since known where they had gone, and they wanted to be far enough away from the spatial rift of the Skyfire Industrial Base that they would not be able to go over and cause trouble for the fleet in a short period of time.The problem now is that the dozen or so broods seem to have the ability to pass through space for a short time in the sea of dark matter, and they are obviously very slow, but it is difficult for him to get rid of them, or if they can't get rid of them for a long time, those broods will catch up again, such as at this time.The dark energy in the sea of dark matter is smaller than a blood thumb or a spores, like a neutrino-like existence, which is logically imperceptible to neither the ascender nor the monitoring equipment, but those cold and silent breaths full of the desire to destroy give it a sense of existence, driven by the tentacles of those broods, as if turning into a black wind, gently stirring his monk's robes.The garment fluttered lightly and gradually crumbled, like a flower in the process of withering.Monk Huanxi quietly looked at the dark world that could not be seen, raised his right hand and slowly moved the rosary.This action seems ordinary, but it is a bit like pulling a lighter, and there seems to be a crisp sound in the empty and silent universe.More than 300 golden flames erupted from his body, passed through the tattered monk's robes, and instantly rolled into golden fireballs in the gravityless universe, enveloping him, blocking those dark breezes, and burning the blood thumbs and spores hidden in the cracks of the monk's robes.The burned blood thumbs and spores fell like ash, landed on the Great Nirvana, and then were sucked into the surface of the slow-flowing metal disk, entering the middle side grid, deepening the black and gold color inside."
It's already far away, let's find a way to get back."
The voice of Zeng Ju sounded in the consciousness of the Monk of Joy, I don't know how that seventh-generation saint of Yimaozhai was able to send information to such a distant place, and it was a completely different world.The Monk of Joy's gaze passed through the flaming golden fireballs and landed on the broods that were approaching again, and responded, "These broods are more self-aware than we have seen before, suggesting that they may have commanders. ”The meaning of this sentence is very clear, and he still firmly believes that Yukihime is here.Yes, he left the Burning Sun battleship and walked through the spatial rift to this dangerous dark world under the eyes of millions of eyes, in addition to taking away those troublesome beast tides, the real purpose was to find Yukihime in the sea of dark things.He was going to find her, help her, and then surrender to her.In this dark world, there is no space marker, there is no way to know his position, and naturally he can't talk about any direction, but he has never shifted.The question is, it's been a while since he came to the Sea of Dark Things, and he hasn't found any traces of Yukihime, so shouldn't he kill one of these broods in front of him and try to get her attention?
The Monk of Joy quickly denied his idea, such an ordinary-level brood is no different from ants to His Majesty, there is no point in killing them, if you can kill another one of the Darksters here, maybe it will be of some use.With this in mind, he continued to march into the depths of the Sea of Darkness, and the broods naturally followed.Floating in the sea of dark things like this, I don't know how many days I have been floating.Zeng Ju's voice never sounded again, indicating that he had really left the human world, and he didn't know if there was a chance to go back.This kind of ordinary-level brood can't threaten the Monk of Joy, and the real trouble is the Sea of Dark Matter itself.The impregnation of dark energy into the golden body, the attack on the Zen heart all the time, even if he is the ancestor of Zen Buddhism, his heart is as fixed as a stone, and he has the protection of Buddha fire, he has seen many illusions.Chaotian Continent's cultivation world's description or speculation of extraterritorial heavenly demons is reasonable.The Monk of Joy found himself on the official road of Moqiu.There were no patients on both sides of the official road who sought medical advice, only starving people lying in the barren fields, because there was no Guocheng Temple at that time, and he had not yet studied medicine, and naturally there were no medical monks.The next moment he found himself on the battlefield in the northwest, the army of the imperial court was fighting with the thieves near the cold mountain, and there were some evil cultivators and masters of the righteous sect fighting on the high mountain in the distance, he was a general with great power, but he could only watch from a distance, and did not dare to take a step closer to that side.Then he became a swordsman.The general who realized the Tao on the battlefield was incognito, and wanted to go to Qingshan to steal the way of the sword but was exposed by the immortal master of Nansong Pavilion, but fortunately, the Qingshan sword master took pity on him and did not punish him, let him leave on his own, and gave him a book of the Introductory Sword Sutra.Later, he went to the Thousand Miles Wind Corridor, and walked for a long time with the willow trees in front of the knife-like wind.Until many years later, he couldn't understand why the lotus flowers on the lake pressed their skirts so tightly when the wind was so strong there.The teacher soared, and he left Yimaozhai to go to many places, and finally returned to Moqiu and built a temple.The starving and destitute on both sides of the official road in Moqiu were replaced by helpers from various states and counties, and the official road was full of carriages.There were more and more doctors and monks in Guocheng Temple, and he could finally rest for a while, so he went to Baicheng to resist the beast tide of the Snow Country, and lived for hundreds of years.After a long 2,000 years, he returned to Guocheng Temple, sat on the spot, became a Buddha in a golden body, and came here.According to what is written in that book, Guocheng Temple is still that Guocheng Temple, Yimaozhai is still that Yimaozhai, and the small temple in Baicheng also has descendants.There is one of his towers in the Tallinn of Guocheng Temple, although there is no of his ashes in it, of course, it is placed in the front and the best position.All this made him very happy.Of course he knew it was all an illusion.It's just that there is no audience in the sea of dark objects, there are no readers, and there is no need for him to say this.He has always felt that he is a farmer, but he is lucky enough to meet many nobles who are willing to help him, so he can get to where he is today.There are too few descriptions of this aspect in the fantasy, and it is not clear, which shows that he came up with it himself, not an objective fact.He opened his eyes and woke up, and the golden flames erupted again, pushing the broods farther away.The Buddha also has fire, with which he can float in the sea of dark matter for a long time, because of the great nirvana under his feet, this time even lasts for hundreds of years, the problem is that the universe is vast, the sea is boundless, when will you find Yukihime?
Now that he was far away from the spatial rift, he didn't know which direction to go back, and if he couldn't find Yukihime, he could only float here, like swimming in the sea under thick ice, and only if he was extremely lucky enough to find an exit could he surface or he would suffocate one day.This situation reminded him of many, many years ago, when the number of doctors and monks in Guocheng Temple exceeded two hundred, and he did not rest for more than 70 consecutive days, and finally treated the seriously ill patients on both sides of the Moqiu official road, or sent them away, and suddenly found that the imperial court and Zhongzhou sent more injuries.Those injuries were like a tide, and the fields outside Guocheng Temple were filled again, and he was a little puzzled when he was tired, and he asked a few times to know that it was a beast tide on the snow field, and he thought to himself that this was not a way, and the beast tide should be solved first, so he went to Baicheng.In Baicheng, he killed a lot of Snow Country monsters, including those powerful humanoid guards, but found that these monsters were born between the ice and snow, almost endless, even if he stayed here forever, it was impossible to kill them cleanly, and felt that this was not a way, and he should solve Snow Ji first, so he went to the ice peak.It was no surprise that he was defeated by Yukihime's Xiaoyuan, and his golden body was broken without even seeing the other party's face, and Zen's heart was broken, and he was knocked away from that ice peak, and he flew for many miles in the sky, and landed on the snowy sea in the far north, breaking through the thick ice and sinking to the bottom of the sea.When he woke up in the sea, he had already sunk to the deepest bottom of the sea - the golden body had great benefits, and naturally there were some inconveniences.I could reach out and touch the sand, but the rough feeling was not very clear, because it was too deep and the water was too cold.His injuries were too severe to use the Sky Eye Channel, and all he could see was darkness.After resting at the bottom of the sea for a few days, he relieved himself a little, tried to float upward, and it took him a long time to reach the surface of the sea, only to find that there was an infinite edge cover above, and now he could not break through it at all.After a few attempts, he sensibly chose to give up, and just floated under the ice, letting the sea carry him along.He didn't need to breathe, so he floated under the ice for many days, his face became more and more pale, and the surface skin became more and more wrinkled, even a little like the face of Shen Yunbury that Tong Yan saw when he broke through the black battleship.Of course, he didn't know that picture at that time and at this time.At that time, he was only thinking about one word.It's so strong.Yukihime is so strong.Since then, he has rarely referred to her as Yukihime, preferring to call her Queen.Or Your Majesty.Or Her Majesty.Floating, fluttering, fluttering, his pride and self-confidence......
And just like that, it floated away.He was like a floating corpse, propelled by the currents, grinding against the ice, and getting deeper and deeper towards the north of the snowy sea.The ice grew thicker and thicker, even tens of feet thicker, and his pale and distorted face could no longer be seen from above.He could no longer see the light on the ice, and the world became dark again, as if it were back at the bottom of the sea.His injuries did not deteriorate, nor did he get better, he was not able to break through the ice at all, and if he continued to float like this, he would die one day.Just like him floating in the sea of dark things at this time.One day, he suddenly saw a light in front of the dark world.The desire to survive and the pull of a breath in the darkness made him reborn his spirit and tried to swim over there.That light is really the light of the sky.There was a crack in the ice that seemed to be formed naturally, but everyone knew that it could not be a natural formation.The Monk of Joy floated to the lower edge of the crack, reached out to climb the ice, summoned the Great Nirvana with the last spirit, and then lay down.The Great Nirvana staggered towards the ice with him on his back, like an old skinny dying horse.With a soft snap, the Great Nirvana fell on the ice, smashing out some ice chips.It took him a long time to recover, and he turned to look at the sky, and the smile on his face that had just appeared after the catastrophe was replaced by extremely complicated emotions.There is a snow-capped mountain in the sky, either a lonely ice peak in the depths of the snowfield, or a very ordinary, not very high snow-capped mountain, with a cliff on the side of the mountain.Yukihime stood on the edge of the cliff, condescending, and looked at him quietly.He hadn't seen Yukihime with his own eyes, but he knew she was.There was no mockery or contempt in Yukihime's dark eyes, only curiosity and amusement.The Monk of Joy had never communicated with her, but was convinced that she could not be a violent, bloodthirsty demon who wanted to destroy everything.Otherwise, how could she let the sea of ice part, let the light of heaven descend, summon herself to come, and keep herself alive?
Regardless of his injuries and exhaustion, he just tilted his head and looked at her intently and earnestly.She just looked down at her.I don't know how long it has been, maybe only a few days, maybe years."
Boom."
Yukihime suddenly made a sound.Monk Huanxi understood what she was saying - if you don't wake up, you're going to die.What does this phrase mean?
Could it be that those things didn't happen, and they were all just his imagination?
Huanxi Monk suddenly felt sad, and then really opened his eyes and woke up.There was still darkness in front of me, not the bottom of the Far North Snow Sea, but the bottom of the Sea of Dark Things.The dozen or so broods were not far from him, slowly dancing their tentacles.Somewhere farther away, there was an extremely powerful and evil will, traversing tens of thousands of kilometers of cosmic space, enveloping his body.The Monk of Joy realized that he had woken up from the previous illusion and entered another illusion.The impregnation of dark energy is only part of the reason, and the root cause is the powerful and evil will.That will comes from the highest brood, the Darkling.The other party almost dragged him into the abyss of consciousness.If he hadn't woken up, he would have fallen deeper and deeper into that illusion, staring at the delicate figure between the ice cliffs for a longer time, or even forever, and he would have died at that time.After the Huanxi monk figured out this, his first reaction was not vigilance and fear, but relief.- It turns out that His Majesty is reminding himself.What happened back then did happen before, not my own imagination.The question is, who exactly woke him up from his vision?
Is it Your Majesty?
Or is it the majesty in your own heart?
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