There are hundreds of steps, and one section of writing covers another section of writing. The layers are stacked. I don’t know how many years have passed and how many people have been submerged.
When the two came to the top of the city and looked out, they saw a desolate scene in the distance.
There were originally mountains and trees outside, but they were eventually razed to the ground in battles, until now they are desolate.
Chen Changsheng listened to Song Gudao read out dozens of names. Every time he mentioned a person, Song Gudao's eyes would become more determined.
Beside the city wall, there was a man taking a nap with his chest exposed. His face was covered with stubble and pockmarked, and his face was slightly red, as if he was drunk.
"Hey, isn't this Chief Song?" the drunk man said in a joking tone, but in reality it was just like a greeting from a good friend.
Song Gudao looked at him and said, "Mazi, you'd better drink less. You might die if you don't pay attention on this tower."
The man just waved his hands indifferently and said: "If you don't drink, you won't be awake. Come on, grandpa, I will continue to sleep."
Song Gudao sighed and then continued forward.
While walking, he explained to Chen Changsheng: "His name is, well, I can't remember it. He has a lot of pockmarks on his face, so they call him Pockmark. He is a boxer. He came here more than fifty years ago. At that time,
He can still fight two people in the Sixth Realm by himself, but now it is a bit difficult to fight even one, and those who practice boxing have countless hidden injuries on their bodies..."
Chen Changsheng glanced at him, just nodded slightly and remained silent.
There are not many people on this city wall, only twenty or thirty people at a glance. Everyone has their own appearance, and there seems to be no rules at all.
Song Gudao smiled helplessly and said: "Although they have never had any rules, if something happens, they will always be the first to rush in."
The two of them walked all the way to the city tower.
Looking further here, with a pair of eyes, I saw mountains in the distance, but they were also separated from the mountains and became a wasteland, which looked very abrupt.
Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine and asked, "Is there any more?"
Song Gudao paused and said, "Yes, there are too many people. If senior is not willing to listen, then I won't say anything."
Chen Changsheng asked: "You said so much, do you want Chen to stay?"
"Um."
Song Gudao admitted it frankly and said: "The first time I saw your senior, I knew that he must be an extraordinary person."
"The Divine Realm has suffered heavy casualties over the years. A great battle a century ago left only ten people alive in the city. This also caused the original sacrificial ceremony on the city platform to be held once every three years to be changed to one year. However, there are new people coming, as well as old people.
Although it is changed to once a year, it is still a drop in the bucket."
Chen Changsheng said: "I remember you said that you don't care about the great righteousness."
Song Gudao nodded and said, "Yes, if my master hadn't left his last words for me, I wouldn't be the leader."
He smiled helplessly and said, "Jiang Shouyi will not be at peace even if he is about to die."
Chen Changsheng did not answer, but said: "So what you mean is that you want me to stay here, so that you can get more help and the Divine Realm can have more breathing space."
Song Gudao turned to look at him and said: "The spies who sneaked into the Demon Realm sent news that the Demon Clan will make a big move in the near future. With these few people left now, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist."
"I have no choice but to find another way out and never miss an opportunity. Otherwise, when that moment comes, everything here and behind will be flattened."
Song Gudao looked at Chen Changsheng with burning eyes and said, "Senior, please help me."
"Song is willing to be a cow and a horse. I just ask the seniors to protect my divine realm for a few years and survive this difficult period."
Chen Changsheng smiled, shook his head and said, "Are you such an honest person that you don't even want to say any unnecessary words?"
Song Gudao said: "There is really no other way. The crisis is right in front of us. Instead of beating around the bush, it is better to speak straightforwardly. Who can predict when the accident will come."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "I have no connection with you, nor with this world. You should have thought that the outcome of this matter will not satisfy you."
Song Gudao was not surprised, he just said: "Senior is right. If you don't have any relatives or friends, you shouldn't ask for help from others. I just mentioned it. Maybe in the near future, senior will change his mind.
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Chen Changsheng said: "It is a very dangerous thing to focus on something uncertain."
"Senior taught me this lesson."
Song Gudao smiled and said: "But...you have to give it a try, just in case..."
Chen Changsheng saw Song Gudao's determined eyes, as if he was sure that he would definitely help.
Chen Changsheng thought for a while, but didn't say anything more. He was just curious about how this person would change his mind.
Such an inconclusive conversation faded away when the two people looked into the distance, and the words were not finished.
The wind was strong above the city, so Chen Changsheng took a few more sips of wine. The wind blew his hair at the temples, and through the desolation below the city, he seemed to see countless blood and tears spilled.
He actually couldn't figure out how to define the people here.
He was willing to use the essence and blood of thousands of people to concentrate on himself, but he threw away everything he got. At this moment, there is no final conclusion about right or wrong.
I can only curse this world.
…
The two of them did not stay in the city for too long.
Song Gudao found a remote courtyard for Chen Changsheng to live in. The place was nice and relatively clean.
Song Gudao said: "Senior will be staying here these days. If you want to leave, could you please let me know?"
"I won't be leaving for a while," Chen Changsheng said.
"With senior's words, I feel relieved."
Song Gudao's heart dropped.
Although he looks casual on the surface, in fact, he is very concerned about this person in his heart. Today's God's Domain is like a grasshopper on the fire. If he cannot grasp this life-saving straw, he will really be unable to save himself.
Song Gudao said goodbye and left.
Chen Changsheng took a look at the courtyard and saw that the furnishings here were a bit old and the courtyard was also lifeless.
He walked through the courtyard, and as soon as he thought about it, a peach tree grew in the corner of the courtyard, accompanied by several clivias sprouting from the ground.
Water came out of the dead well again, and a long table and a chair appeared in the main hall.
The furnishings everywhere took on a new look with a single thought, and the courtyard also glowed with vitality.
Chen Changsheng sat down, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, and murmured: "What on earth am I doing here..."
After thinking about it, he sighed again.
Up to now, there is still no clue about Yu Xuan and the Purana Sutra. When the time comes to go back, how will she explain to her body.
"He is not me, but I am him. Everything I think should be the same, and there is nothing wrong with it."
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng settled down here contentedly.