No matter how Gongbo Ling called, he didn't get a response.
Maybe it was because he had no purpose in life, or maybe it was the owner of the inn who was mysterious. Gong Bo Ling just hesitated for a moment, then picked up the broom on the side and started to clean the entire inn.
There is a thick layer of dust accumulated in the inn, and it has not been cleaned for hundreds or thousands of years.
In this way, Gongbo Ling stayed in this mysterious inn.
The Buddha said that there is no limit to the sea of suffering, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore.
Here is the sea of suffering.
Where is the other shore?
Those heinous people were punished by Heaven and accidentally entered the sea of suffering. They regarded this place as paradise and did not need to be taboo about Heaven's law in anything they did.
Those dead souls who cannot enter reincarnation after death have wandered into the sea of suffering for endless years and regard this place as hell. Even if they become ghost cultivators and have physical bodies, they still want to leave this ghost place and return to their former homeland.
There are also people like Gong Bo Ling who were driven into the sea of misery.
Every once in a while, a ray of hope will appear in the sea of suffering. Whoever can get this ray of light will have a chance to leave the sea of suffering. In order to compete for this glimmer of hope, at this point in time, many people will die.
In the boundless sea of suffering, there is only one inn.
The inn is the eye of the sea of suffering, as if it has the mysterious power to connect to the outside world. At a certain time, the inn will gather all kinds of people living in the sea of suffering, which is also the busiest time in the inn.
Gongbo Ling swept the dust day and night without complaining.
Unknowingly, Gong Bo Ling forgot about the pain in his body and the grudges in the world. He only wanted to clean up every dirt, as if he was cleaning his own heart.
Time flies by like a fleeting moment, and more than sixty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
The conflicts in the world are getting more and more intense, and the evildoers have listed the strongest monsters of the younger generation as the Nine Ultimates.
The Nine Ultimate Talents, the world-recognized powerhouse of the new era.
They are: Xiao Hengkong, Chen Zifeng from Tianjiyuan, Chang Ningqiu from Dongyou Jiehai, Cang Xuan from Nanshan Daofeng, Lu Yanfei from Changsheng Tomb, Ning Wei, Wan Hanyi from Wanyan Holy Land, and Wanjia from the ancient clan.
Wan Xuanchen, Gongsun Changkong of the Gongsun Emperor Clan.
More than sixty years have passed, and Ning Wei is no longer the child of the forbidden area buried in the immortal coffin. This matter has spread to all parts of the world. She can be honored by her peers because some people think that Ning Wei has lost her identity as the child of the forbidden area.
He was worried, so he started secretly.
The result was that Ning Wei killed all her enemies, many of whom were world-famous ancient monsters or saintly geniuses. After this battle, Ning Wei's reputation was established.
Since then, few of her peers dared to ignore Ning Wei.
"I have no interest in fighting in the world. Don't mess with me."
In that battle, Ning Wei killed thirteen talented people of her generation and left a message behind.
For the rest of her life, her only goal was to find Gong Bo Ling. As for fame, wealth and power in the world, she didn't care.
Jiu Jue can only be said to be the strongest group in the world, which does not mean that there are no other geniuses. This title is only evaluated based on the recent achievements of these people and may be changed at any time.
There are still many monsters secretly developing, waiting for opportunities. In recent years, the great road has brought a lot of blessings, allowing the strength of monsters of all races to make a qualitative leap.
Only the human race not only fails to get the opportunity of creation, but is also often hindered by the great road.
Ancient Road Realm, Valley of Ten Thousand Burials.
Full of plans, Xu Changge has been in retreat for more than seventy years.
On this day, there was a sound deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Burials, which made Emperor Qin turn his attention.
Xu Changge, wearing a light blue gown, slowly walked out of the thick smoke. As he moved forward, a gust of breeze blew up, and the smoke beside him was gently fluttering, as if a fairy came from the fog and came to earth in person.
between.
After this period of seclusion, Xu Changge has broken through the limit of life and death, and reached the realm of breaking delusion.
Xu Changge's biggest change was not his cultivation, but his temperament.
Originally, Xu Changge seemed to have two souls, constantly fighting for control of his body. But now, the two torn souls are merging at an extremely slow speed.
Although the souls are merging, Xu Changge's consciousness in this life has not been affected for the time being. As for whether it will happen in the future, it is unknown, but I hope it goes well!
"Sir." Emperor Qin bowed to Xu Changge, his eyes full of respect.
"Yes." Xu Changge accepted the gift and nodded lightly.
The next moment, the two of them were sitting in an ancient pavilion on the water of Qingtan.
Emperor Qin made tea carefully.
"Your heart is not very peaceful."
Through Qin Di's every move while making tea, Xu Changge could see his inner uneasiness.
Hearing the sound, Emperor Qin put down the tea set, raised his head and looked at Xu Changge: "I can't hide it from you sir."
"The things in the world that can make your Taoist mind unstable, I guess it's about Gong Bo Ling!"
Xu Changge took a guess.
"Yes." Emperor Qin admitted.
"What happened?"
Xu Changge asked.
"Alas!" Since Xu Changge asked, Emperor Qin certainly wouldn't hide it. Besides, Emperor Qin also wanted to get some information from Xu Changge.
So Emperor Qin told Xu Changge everything that happened more than sixty years ago.
Hearing these things, Xu Changge didn't have much emotional fluctuations.
"Sir, do you know about other places?"
For more than sixty years, Qin Emperor tried various methods, but could not find the specific whereabouts of Gong Bo Ling, not even a trace.
If Gongbo Ling's life mark hadn't been shattered, and Xu Changge was in seclusion, Emperor Qin would have gone to the Immortal Coffin to risk his life even if he was in danger of being judged by the Great Dao.
"Outside the world..." Xu Changge said thoughtfully, "There is no trace of Gong Bo Ling in the world, so we can only go there."
"Where?"
Listening to Xu Changge's tone, he must have known something. Emperor Qin showed a hint of joy and asked hurriedly.
"The land beyond the sky, the sea of suffering." Xu Changge said softly: "Speaking of which, I still have something left in the sea of suffering, and it's time to get it back. Moreover, I once promised someone to do something, and it's time to fulfill my promise.
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This was the first time Emperor Qin had heard of the "Sea of Bitterness", and he muttered it several times with his eyebrows lowered. As for what Xu Changge said later, Emperor Qin remembered it in his heart and did not ask any further questions.
If your husband wants to say something, then just listen. If you don't want to, you must not ask, lest you cause your husband to feel unhappy.
"Sir, can you lead me to the sea of suffering?"
Emperor Qin wanted to bring Gongbo Ling back.
"Let me find a time to go there!" Xu Changge said: "The prosperous age has come, don't mess with your sense of propriety, you should stay here!"
"How dare you trouble sir?" Emperor Qin was flattered.
"Your son has some friendship with me, that's okay."
Xu Changge and Gongbo Ling had been together for a while. Although they were not friends, for the sake of Emperor Qin, it didn't hurt to help each other once.