A month later, the whole world suddenly shook. The barrier between the secular world and the spiritual world finally disappeared. A large and larger continent appeared in front of the world, causing a sensation. The strange thing was that there was no one on this continent.
Not even a bird or beast...
All the practitioners in the royal families of various countries disappeared at once, and no one has seen them since.
Even when earthquakes, floods, hurricanes, tsunamis... all kinds of natural and man-made disasters continued, when people prayed day and night, it never happened again.
At first, people from the royal family would sincerely look forward to it, but gradually, people forgot about their god, the royal family, and no one mentioned it anymore.
People no longer believe in God, they only believe in themselves. They believe that with their hands, they can get through all this and overcome all this.
As for those who practice, they stay on five big mountains respectively. The people on each mountain are divided into twelve groups. Once a month, they continue to send the magic power they have gained through hard work to a formation. There is no time anymore.
To fight for some power and seize some benefit.
And in the torrent of the universe, a silver ball of light is constantly flowing, with only the soul of a stunningly beautiful woman inside. It keeps wailing, roaring, crying, and the soul is scattered and condensed again and again.
She became a soul... She was a completely crazy woman. Loneliness was the most unbearable pain for her, and regret kept gnawing at her heart. The hell fire she cultivated finally burned her
myself, again and again...
As for Jiu'er and Wen Renjue, they exist in every corner of the universe.
Just like what Wen Renjue said, they have become nothingness, but they are everywhere. They no longer distinguish each other, they will always be together, watching the changes of the world together, the vicissitudes of the sea, the changes of the sun, the moon and the stars, and the changes of the four seasons.
Change, watch the alternation of day and night.
Watching the green buds sprouting from the soil, watching the butterflies slowly crawling out of their cocoons, watching the flowers slowly turn into fruits, watching the snowflakes, slowly pressing down the branches, watching...
Look at all the beautiful and heart-warming things in the world...
Although, except for Yan Chixia, one of the five mountains, who still remembers them, even Ning Caichen, the new cultivator, has no idea that such two people once existed in this world.
What have they ever done?
Even the words are only recorded in Zhailiao. Ning Caichen, Nie Xiaoqian, Yan Chixia, and even Granny Rongshu are all described, but unfortunately, these two people are not included.
fair?
unfair?
Let me, Feng Mandu, leave something for them and let the world know about it, whether it is with laughter or scolding, we will leave it all together.