When Lu Yangsheng regained complete control of his body, an indescribable feeling of weakness arose spontaneously. His whole body was as soft as a snake that had been shaken to pieces. His belly was like thunder, but he could not feel a trace of hunger. Lu Yangsheng knew in his heart that it was not

I am not hungry, but I am so hungry that I can no longer feel hunger.

He raised his head with difficulty and glanced at the stone table not far away. The crotch was fine. There was no hair on it. It just had a few holes. It should still be edible, but the fruit was already rotten. After looking at the degree of rottenness of the fruit,

Lu Yangsheng roughly estimated that he would be asleep for no more than three days at most. Fortunately, his body should still be able to hold on for less than three days.

After moving his hands and feet first, and feeling that there was nothing wrong, Lu Yangsheng climbed up carefully. When he just stood still, he felt dizzy. Lu Yangsheng closed his eyes and stabilized his body to prevent himself from falling.

It's okay. I'm used to being hungry. As long as I get through this, it will be over soon. Lu Yangsheng is quite experienced in terms of starvation.

When the dizziness passed, Lu Yangsheng slowly moved to the stone table. He didn't dare to look at the memorial tablets of his father and mother, nor did he dare to speak. He just silently picked up the steamed buns on the table, walked straight to the door, and scooped some from the broken water tank.

Pour the water into a broken bowl, then find a stone, carefully smash a steamed bun, pick it up bit by bit, put it into the broken bowl, and wait for the water to soak the dry and hard steamed buns a little softer before eating.

.I don’t have the energy to make a fire, otherwise I should boil some water and cook some steamed buns. That way I can not only keep full, but also don’t have to worry about eating too much.

After finishing his work and eating, Lu Yangsheng had used up his last bit of strength and could only sit down slowly against the door frame. With nothing to do, the young man looked up at the sky. It was still night, and the stars in the sky were shining brightly, like pairs of eyes.

, for thousands of years, watching the warmth and warmth of the world.

When I was a child, I heard my parents say that after death, the stars will turn into stars. Every night, the stars twinkle and twinkle, greeting their relatives in the world. At this time, Xiao Yangsheng will ask, what if I fall asleep?

Wouldn't it be invisible? Mother would say, it's okay. When the relative in the world falls asleep, the stars will sleep beside him. At this time, Xiao Yangsheng always said happily, "I

He is now an adult and does not need anyone to sleep with him. Every time he hears Xiao Yangsheng say this, his mother-in-law will roll her eyes angrily at her father, and her father will smile very happily. Lu Yangsheng thought

I suddenly burst into tears about what happened in the past. My mother-in-law lied to me. After my parents left, the boy stayed up all night long and watched the stars every night, but my mother-in-law and father never came back.

Lu Yangsheng was very sad. Besides thinking of his parents, there was another thing.

In front of Ying Xingxuan, Lu Yangsheng seemed to have no choice. In fact, he still had a choice. It was just a choice between life and death. In the end, Lu Yangsheng chose life and went to cultivate immortality obediently.

Since you have chosen to live, you have to shoulder the burden of life. If you don't know that you are being plotted, you will just carry your parents' reputation, start a family, and live in confusion for the rest of your life. But now that you know that you may be plotted,

, then no matter what, we have to find out who it is and why he wants to harm his family like this, so that he is not a son of a man in vain and his life in this world is not in vain. In addition, there is another thing that Lu Yangsheng does not dare to think about.

Something that made Lu Yangsheng extremely painful was that his parents' souls might still be in the hands of others, suffering all kinds of suffering and not being able to escape.

All these things weighed heavily on the young man's shoulders, making him feel so heavy that he could only keep his head down and survive.

Life and death are a mess. There is no need to explain the suffering in the world, but it cannot be explained.

Beyond the sky, there is endless void. This is the place where the long river of time will detour. This is the place that any existing race can never reach. This is the beginning of everything.

Legend has it that the river of time has three levels, and each layer is different. The first level is in the human world, and it is full of ordinary creatures in the world. Here, ordinary creatures in the world are like paintings drawn by gods, imprinted on the river of time.

, the passage of time is more like a god reading a book and looking at a painting. The life of the person in the painting has been determined when he was born. Of course, if the god is interested and makes corrections at will, he can naturally make changes to the person in the painting.

As for whether the past or the future is changed, it is meaningless to the gods. It is just a small and random thing anyway. This is why the world always says that everyone has his own destiny, which is destined by God. This is also why some ordinary people ask God to change their destiny.

The second level of the river of time is in the body of a person who practices Taoism. After a person cultivates the Tao, he naturally comes into contact with the way of heaven, and thus gains a part of the power of transcendence. With this, he can briefly jump out of the first level of the river of time and see the shortness of himself or others.

In the future, some people with advanced cultivation will be able to make some changes to the future after paying a huge price. At this time, they are still in the first layer of time, but they no longer fully exist in the first layer.

, that’s why it is said that Taoists are in the second level of time. What Taoists often talk about going against heaven and transcending the way of heaven cannot be regarded as the real way of heaven. What they want to transcend is actually only the first and second levels.

Time passes, but the final goal is actually to reach the third level - the gods.

The third level of the long river of time is actually nothingness. There is no afterlife, no this life, time does not exist at all. It wanders outside the rules, exercises the power of heaven, and maintains the true way of heaven. And this is the incarnation of heaven.

——God.

As the only remaining god in the world, Feng Chengmo no longer knows how long he has been in the void. Since the way of heaven has been polluted, all the original gods have fallen when the way of heaven collapsed, and finally they were transformed by the new way of heaven with their own hands.

As soon as he was killed, he became the only god left in the world. Feng Chengmo could clearly feel that Heaven had been trying to purify him, and he should indeed give up resistance and be purified by Heaven to complement Heaven.

Let the three realms return to order, but Feng Chengmo just can't forget her.

The gods were destroyed because of her, and the divine world was shattered because of her. It was because of her guilt that the human race was able to ascend to heaven and become the true master of the world today. She was obviously just an ordinary mortal, not even qualified to be a sacrifice, but

Feng Chengmo didn't understand why he couldn't let her go.

Heaven's Dao needs to be completed, and her influence on him must be erased, but he must give her an explanation, but she has completely dissipated. Even if it is Heaven's Dao, rebuilding her soul requires an equivalent exchange. Seven pure souls

, This is the price Feng Chengmo needs to pay. But after overlooking the Three Realms for so long, Feng Chengmo only sees seeds that are qualified to become pure souls. He has worked hard to cultivate the seeds, but he has never seen the seeds grow.

While Lu Yangsheng was looking up at the stars, Feng Chengmo was overlooking the human world.

"Another seed?"

The gaze of the gods is cast on the human world, and the long river of time in the human world stands still.

Lu Yangsheng kept looking up at the starry sky. A person whose figure could not be seen clearly appeared next to him, accompanying him to look at the still starry sky.

"You were born as a chess piece. Even if you try hard to resist, can you jump out of the chessboard?" the figure asked.

"You have to give it a try, you have to give it a try!"

Lu Yangsheng was still in the long river of time. He shouldn't have spoken, but a voice rang out from Lu Yangsheng, answering Feng Chengmo's words.

"I'll give you the chance to jump out, but you need to pay the price."

"What price?"

"Your life after life." Feng Chengmo's tone was calm, and no mortal was worthy of causing ripples in the inner lake of the gods.

"You are originally a soul trained by mortals, and in the end you will only be a ladder on the path of others' cultivation. I will give you a chance to resist, but at the right time, your soul will belong to me."

"For me, is there any difference between the two?" the voice inside Lu Yangsheng asked.

"Whether there is any difference has nothing to do with me. Whether you make a choice or not has nothing to do with you. I'm just asking, not forcing it." Feng Chengmo answered without any emotion.

"Isn't it possible for me to resist on my own?" Lu Yangsheng was really unwilling to do so.

"No, it doesn't mean that human life is destined and cannot be reversed, but the height of your contact means that you are destined to become a chess piece."

The voice in Lu Yangsheng's body was silent for a long time, and finally he said helplessly: "I will exchange with you."

"The agreement is made! The laws of heaven are permanent, but the laws of the world are impermanent. The numerology has changed. Whether you can jump out or not depends on your own choice."

After Feng Chengmo finished speaking, he walked towards the starry sky, stepping on the void like a mortal stepping on stone steps, one step at a time.

Only the true God can change the fate of mortals.

The gods withdrew their sight, and the long river of time flowed again. How the world should be is still the same, but no one knows. The gods planted a seed, waiting for it to sprout.

The steamed buns in the bowl had absorbed all the water and became a little soft. Lu Yangsheng stopped looking up at the stars, picked up the broken bowl, and ate one bite at a time, thinking about how to get out of this small town. At least, he should understand it.

What's the outside world like? Only Master Jiu in the town understands the outside world, but will Master Jiu pay attention to him? Lu Yangsheng ate one bite at a time, planning for the future, not caring about the things that had changed his destiny.

Known.

In the far north of the human world, there is a huge pass called Wenxin Pass, towering into the clouds. It is the last pass between the human world and the devil world. A Taoist carries a long sword on his back, a wine pot at his waist, and holds a "Tian Ji Shen Shuan" flag in his hand.

Head south.

"Swordsman." An angry roar came from the pass. Outsiders couldn't hear it, but it suddenly resonated in the Taoist's heart. The Taoist was so shocked that he quickly took a sip of wine to calm down his shock.

"There are a total of eighteen levels in the demonic world on earth. You guard one level alone and just leave just like that? What if the demons invade and break out of the level, causing all life in the world to be devastated? Can you bear the responsibility?"

The Taoist pretended to rub his ears, and replied with the same voice: "Even if the demons break out, it is my responsibility. What are you talking about here? Are you not convinced? Let's have a fight. I don't need a sword, just do it."

Do you dare to stand still like this and let you chop me?"

"You, you..." You said that voice for a long time, but you didn't dare to answer.

"Bah." The Taoist priest spat. "What a coward."

"Stinky Taoist priest, you are looking for death."

An angry curse rang in his ears. When the Taoist priest saw it, it turned out that he had accidentally vomited on someone else's shoe. He quickly rolled up his flag and ran away. It was three points faster than a flaming horse. He was so shocked that he wanted to trouble the Taoist priest.

The bearded man was stunned for a moment and forgot to catch up.

There are eighteen levels of humans and demons, and countless human masters are stationed in each level to guard against the demons, but there is only one level that is an exception, the gate of death. There is only one person and one sword in this level, but no demon dares to step into the thousand-mile radius.

Inside.

Now, the master of the gate does not guard the gate and has entered the human world.


Chapter completed!