Cosmic Chronicle: Brilliant Stars

Chapter 89 Chess Pieces
In this way, everything can be explained clearly, and Yun Ge's mood is extremely complicated.

The main task of Qingdi's incarnation in Three Thousand Small Worlds is to protect that planet. His divine power is the same as Qingdi's, and the stronger his power, he is naturally not reconciled to being just an incarnation driven by others, and even has the intention to resist the deity , but hundreds of millions of years have not been recorded in the divine scriptures.

Unless Emperor Qing's strength dropped sharply in order to save her and Qing Ci...

The corners of Yun Ge's eyes were slightly sour, but extremely cold, and he said with some uncertainty: "What do they want us to do? The promotion channel of the Divine Canon should be closed because the Qing Emperor was worried that the incarnation of his body would invade the Ark of the Legend, but everything on the earth-like planet It should have been arranged by Fusheng, then it was because the divine tome had been slightly changed the moment it was closed, so that even Fusheng didn't notice it."

Those who have this ability are the incarnations of the third-level civilization, but there are some unpredictable things that even they can't control.

Qing Ci had never entered the temple of the Ark of Creation except for the first time he had a divine body, and he didn't know how the divine scriptures worked. Hearing Yun Ge say this, he felt more certain about something in his heart.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "It's nothing more than using us. As for how to use us, I don't know for the time being, but so far, the two or three parties don't want us to die, and they all want us to be stronger in order to achieve the final goal, hehe, What an honor..."

After making two significant chess pieces, Qing Ci turned and left, wondering what role he played in this game of three thousand worlds.

Yun Ge's mind was complicated, thinking that there were sixteen seals on his arm, he felt that his footsteps were extremely heavy, as if locked by countless iron chains, every step was extremely difficult, looking at the Qiankun Palace above, Yun Ge teleported up .

The glutinous rice balls haven't come back yet, Yun Ge feels guilty and can't eat anything, but now no matter what the three thousand incarnations want them to do, they have no choice, if they don't become stronger, they will be abandoned, which is a waste of Qing Emperor a lot of painstaking efforts.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, eyes closed, hands relaxed on the knees, half of the loose black hair hanging straight to the ground, the back view alone is as beautiful as a fairy in a painting.

Concentrating his consciousness, his body was surrounded by light golden spiritual power.

The purple elixir in the Dantian is somewhat transparent, slowly rotating, providing the body with seemingly infinite energy. Now that the light and dark attributes have been integrated, the seven-pointed star formation is no longer as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Yun Ge drew the sanctuary first, the light golden formation was dazzling, the scope of the sanctuary had been enlarged by now, but it was far from enough...

"Hey, Master, I miss you so much..." Yun Ge retracted the Sanctuary and wailed, Feng Jingchen's Sanctuary at Golden Core Stage was much more powerful than hers.

It's just that Yun Ge didn't realize it at this time. As soon as the sanctuary came out, Qingxian who lived in the Tianyuan painted bone umbrella was extremely afraid and didn't dare to show up. The umbrella body trembled slightly, as if the golden glow of the sanctuary could make him It's like being out of your wits.

At this time, Feng Jingchen was heading to the South China Sea with several thousand disciples of Misty Immortal Sect, and he didn't know what Yun Ge was thinking.

There was no news for several years, it was just that this little apprentice died in the teaching monument of the Confucius Institute, and after feeling a little pity, he didn't bother to think about it.

Yun Ge took out a stack of papers from the divine ring, leaned on the desk, and then took out the writing brush that made her collapse, thinking about the huge lines of the creation barrier of the Qing Emperor over and over again, and drew it on the paper.

Only the creation barrier is the largest, and she can see it most clearly. She draws crookedly, she didn't even have time to drink her saliva, and she didn't care if her white hands were stained with ink.

Qing Xian appeared, but only in a state of soul, not daring to disturb Yun Ge who was concentrating, and couldn't even serve a bowl of water, so she couldn't help but feel even more depressed.

It wasn't until Tang Yuan realized that Yun Ge hadn't eaten, brought back fragrant dishes and put them on Yun Ge's desk, which awakened her... hungry stomach.

Yun Ge put down his pen, stretched his waist, and seeing that dusk had fallen, he yawned and said, "Tangyuan is so good, you are the best for me!"

The seal of the glutinous rice balls has not been released, and she still can't speak, rubbing her furry head against Yunge's face, grinning silly, extremely satisfied.

Qing Xian was floating in a dark corner and was extremely lonely. She didn't dare to show up until Yun Ge had finished eating, and said cautiously: "Sister Yun, I..."

The Qionghua lanterns in the side hall were not very bright, it felt like the afterglow of the sun at dusk, after Yunge had dinner and washed up, he heard this and looked at Qing Xian who was also holding a sky kite painting bone umbrella indoors.

"Qingxian, what's on your mind?" Yun Ge was a little confused, but then thought, he must not be used to this state of soul and body.

Qingxian's hand holding the umbrella was a little too strong, and she pursed her lips and said in embarrassment: "Sister Yun, is there any technique suitable for soul cultivation... I think, I want to practice it!"

Yun Ge was shocked, and quickly persuaded him: "Qingxian, you know how difficult it is to become a ghost cultivator. There are millions of ghosts in the world, and you have heard how many ghost cultivators have come out. Besides, you are now a ghost cultivator. Living soul, there is still a chance to return to Yang, and there is still a chance to live a normal life..."

Qingxian naturally thought for a long time, Huanyang must find a body that fits perfectly with his soul, how can there be such a similar person in the world.

Even if he did find it, what's the point of living on this Heaven-given Immortal Cultivation Continent without cultivation talent, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to follow Yun Ge.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of her, Qingxian became more determined and said: "Sister Yun, I want to be a ghost cultivator, and I want to be a feared figure like the powerful ghost cultivator Jinse!"

Yun Ge asked doubtfully, "Jin Se?"

Which ghost repair beauty, the name is really nice!

Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

Qingxian pointed to the dusty bookshelf in the side hall, and said with admiration: "Jinse is also a ghost cultivator, and has existed for tens of thousands of years, and he has cultivated to the level of ghost ancestors, which is equivalent to the power of the void among human monks! Except that the heart does not beat and the whole body is cold, it is exactly the same as a human being, which means ghost cultivation is completely possible!"

The soul has no entity, so the time spent on ghost cultivation is several times the difficulty of normal human monks' cultivation, and the time spent is also several times, it is extremely difficult, and if you are not careful, your soul will be scattered.

In addition, people from Tianci Continent, Canglan Empire, and Huanyu Empire firmly believe that entering the Nine Nether Realms of Reincarnation is the right way. People like ghost cultivators who feed on worldly grievances have been suppressed by Shushan and Maoshan Taoist priests for tens of thousands of years. Only one ghost ancestor Jinse emerged.

"The Jinse Ghost Ancestor is so powerful that even Shushan is afraid of it, which makes me determined. Even if my soul is gone, it is better than going through all the hardships to survive and live as cowardly as in the previous life!" Qingxian couldn't control himself and wanted to become stronger. The voice in my heart was a bit sharp.

He has been tortured enough, don't be bullied again, don't even be unable to protect the person he wants to protect!
Yun Ge listened to the thoughts and longings in Qing Xian's heart in a daze, and it took him a while to consume this thought. Ghost cultivation is not tolerated in the world, how difficult it is to practice ghost cultivation, Yun Ge has only grown from tens of thousands of years. You can guess it with just one zither,
(End of this chapter)