Deep Space Beyond

The deep space is infinite, nothingness, silence, the world seems to have disappeared, everything seems to have died, what you see is like the kingdom of the dead, the passing scenery.

Wang Xuan is on the road, this is his journey alone, one universe after another, like rotten leaves, scattered on the side of the road, lifeless and gloomy.

At least, in the eyes of the extraordinary, the heavens and myriad worlds are different from the past. In the era of eternal silence, there is really no light of mythology shining.

If it was in the past, there would always be faint fires in some areas, but now looking around, the countless universes in the endless deep space are all silent.

"I can't return home and was forced to leave. Who is that short-haired, flat-headed man?" Wang Xuan drove a boat across one dark area after another, passing through multiple universes. The journey was too quiet, with no one to accompany him, no one to talk to him , he could only talk to himself and distract himself.

It was okay at first, even a person could endure it for a period of time, but later on, after years of not seeing the light, even superhumans seemed to be "blackened".

No wonder those creatures who have lived for many epochs are very perverted and have survived the dark night and cold winter of tens of epochs. People who are not sick are also prone to mental problems.

On the way, Wang Xuan occasionally parked in the deep space and "docked" to approach certain big universes, and then, taking the road of the highest spiritual world, landed in the fancy universe.

He can't walk the road in the real world, and can't break through the cracks in the universe.

"In the dark, the heart wants to see the light." He came to the world of ordinary people just to make himself normal, otherwise, he was afraid that something would happen to him.

In fact, in his current situation, there is no need to worry about these things, because he has just been on the road for a few years, and he is just taking precautions before catching him, fearing that one day he will sink in the dark.

All the worlds are shattered, and the mythical realm has no light, and it is completely dark, devouring all extraordinary factors.

But in the world of ordinary people, the normal big universe, there is no problem, mortals still live as in the past, and even myths have never arisen in many universes, for the world, there is no extraordinary universe that is more normal, and myths are only a few worlds variation only.

Bustling crowds, crowded cities, although Wang Xuan travels through the sea of ​​people, but he is out of place. Even if he seems to have known each other, it is difficult to blend in. As an extraordinary person, this is not his world, especially when there is no familiarity in the similar scenes.

On the contrary, in some monster society, he stopped for a few days. From the city, he carried the giant golden retriever gnawed by **** beast legs, greeted his neighbor warmly, and at the same time ransacked her home quickly after the neighbor left.

On the deserted and dusty planet, some kind of rocky creature was yawning, and cast a disdainful glance at Wang Xuan who communicated with it.

"God, what the **** is that? It has only lived for thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years? It's ridiculously small as dust. I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep." It looked down on this communicator and felt that life was too short.

Of course, the so-called communication is naturally the fluctuation of the spiritual level.

Wang Xuan was very surprised. This time he landed on a special planet. When he encountered this kind of rock monster, he could easily live for millions of years, and even the oldest one was already over 100 million years old. It is a real living race, but that's all there is to it. Most of their lives have been spent in silence. After such a conversation, they will sleep for tens of thousands of years. Generally speaking, they are no better than ordinary stones. How much better, almost motionless, just more part of not very clear consciousness.

"Retirement, practice? We started off for millions of years once we sat in seclusion, and our ancestors even spent hundreds of millions of years in seclusion. Is the **** better than us?" After hearing these words, Wang Xuan went away without any desire to explore No, it's just a group of stones that can talk.

He sailed again, and he was also practicing on the way. He drove a small boat in the mist, invited to travel around the world, passed one universe after another, and sailed to a distant place.

"At the end of the deep space, in the past, the present, and the future, in the real land, is there no living thing? Transcendents who are still panting, come out a few, chat and fight." Wang Huang shouted.

This is the cry of a severe insomniac after the arrival of eternity. He really can't sleep, and he is still very energetic in this special time.

Wang Xuan tried his best to turn himself into a chatterbox, saying: "I want to go back

Take a look at the mother universe, but you were too young back then, and your knowledge was too shallow, so you didn't leave any coordinates, alas, you can't go back. "

In fact, leaving the coordinates in advance may not be so accurate. Many universes are always changing positions and moving all the time. Just like now, although he left the coordinates of the extraordinary source No. 1 and No. 2, when hundreds of millions of years have passed After that, it was still easy to find. Of course, becoming a true saint is another story.

"Lu breaker with flat head and silver hair, have you followed? Let's fight again!" Insomniac Wang Xuan's journey, every time he practiced and fell silent, he would find a way to yell twice.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the time would pass and he would not be able to speak. Even if he yelled along the way, there was nothing unusual.

"Gods, giant beasts, all saints, don't they have anyone who can fight and talk, they should all wake up, get up, come out!"

The deep space is silent, there is only a small boat, and it is shrouded in thick fog that outsiders can't see. Wang Xuan crosses the ocean and goes all the way. This is a journey that is destined to be extremely lonely.

After the arrival of Eternal Silence, the True Sage can wake up for a long time, but in the end, he will not be able to bear the mysterious erosion and will fall into a deep sleep.

Of course, if they want to, they can wake up during the process, but they will be very tired after time passes, so they still have to sleep in the end.

A person without a goal travels in the heavens and worlds, travels in the dark abyss-like deep sky, and it will undoubtedly feel that the days are like years.

Fortunately, Wang Xuan has his own purpose, and he has a plan before he goes on the road. He wants to get the most important scripture first, which is the precipitation of endless essence.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have collapsed long ago during such a dark journey.

"It seems that there is no extraordinary civilization to be found along the way, no miracles were born, no pure land beyond the six mythological sources, no mythical world and civilization of its own.

"The brilliance of the past is all a group of fireflies formed by radiation from several sources." Wang Po sighed.

In the end, he didn't intend to search any more. This kind of journey was too slow and didn't fit into the rush plan. He was afraid of missing a huge opportunity due to too long a delay.

At present, for him, if it is the fastest path, he must go to the highest spiritual world. The physical distance is far less terrifying in the spiritual realm.

This kind of road is impossible for ordinary people, and the highest spiritual world is quite dangerous, and there will be chaos and thunder, 14-color wonders, avenue vortex, etc. at every turn.

Transcendence is barely deep, and strangers can explore, but there are still risks. This is mainly the smooth passage of the true sage.

Of course, in the highest spiritual world, it is not surprising that holy deaths occasionally occur.

It is mysterious and unpredictable, and there are certain variables.

"It's really strange that the highest spiritual world has always existed. Although it is dim compared with the past, it has not been shattered after all. There is no doubt that the lower and middle spiritual worlds should be close to disappearing, and the higher spiritual world has become a desert. Only the highest It’s not bad until the spiritual world is maintained.”

"Is it because there are infinite beings in countless universes, so can the highest spiritual world survive?" Wang Xuan naturally has reason to believe that the highest spiritual world is rooted in the living, and it is the continuation and nourishment of their spiritual power this field.

He added: "Perhaps, Transcendence can be considered from another angle. It originated in the highest spiritual world. After all, it has not died out so far."

Researching from this angle, he said to himself: "In short, the extraordinary originates from people's hearts?"

But he immediately shook his head again, this is just one road, not very perfect and reliable, the total source of supernatural should be formed by the interweaving of many roads, and finally originate.

In the 3rd year of Yongji, the source of No. 1 myth, Wang Xuan went on the road alone. After 6 years of wandering in deep space, he officially entered the highest spiritual world in the 10th year of Yongji, and began to take this shortcut.

Wang Xuan's goal is the distant homeland, the old extraordinary center that has lost all its aura, which has been abandoned by the source of mythology for more than two hundred years.

Wang Xuan shook his head. He had personally experienced that kind of battle in the past, and sent away a whole generation. Even now, thinking about it, he still feels a little sour in his heart.

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And he went back this time, not to pay tribute to the deceased, not to cherish the past, but for the biggest opportunity that he may encounter in this life.

Long before the Great Migration of Mythology, when he was on the road, he had momentary hesitation on whether to leave or not.

Now, he was attacked by the false leading brother and drove him out of the No. 1 myth source, so he could just turn around and find his own most important path.

When he left, he left many traces in that universe, and after confirming the coordinates, he also imprinted his royal runes in the high spiritual world.

It is expected that in the past two hundred years, even if the worlds are shifted and all universes are changing, the old extraordinary center can still be found. There are still laws to be found, and there is no disorder.

Sure enough, the highest spiritual world is full of crises and various variables. If it is not enough for him to hide in the depths of the fog and drive a boat, he may not be able to go very far.

Great cracks in the spiritual world occasionally appear abruptly, enough to tear apart the primordial spirit of an extremely different person in an instant

As for the 14-color spectacle, it exudes infinite murderous intent, and the true saint may be severely injured if he falls into it. Before Wang Xuan took control of the boat, he tried himself, traveling in the spiritual world, and found that it was unbearably slow, hindering the physical body, and it was far from fast in the real world.

"Under the true sage, Zhiwo is probably the only one who can travel fast?" he said to himself.

Then, not half a year later, he almost had an accident. A piece of mental slough, with a terrifying aura, was almost hit by him flying over the center of the boat at high speed.

"At least this is the spiritual old skin of the supreme true saint, right?" That ferocious skin, which has entered his mysterious fog zone, still exudes a terrifying holy power. He observed briefly, wandered, and hurried on the road. There is no need to go deep into the products left behind and trace the source.

Along the way, Wang Xuan saw the danger and magnificence of the highest spiritual world, the magnificent spiritual rivers and mountains, the boundless wonders and storms, the remaining spiritual remains, and many strange plants in the spiritual realm.

It seems like a boundless and immortal picture scroll is laid out, and it seems to be a real world. Unfortunately, there is no detached ethnic group inhabiting it, and even those plants do not have complete consciousness.

Wang Xuan travels in the highest spiritual world. Even though UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has an unimaginable speed, it still takes 25 years to get close to the abandoned old center. The main reason is that although he can vaguely sense the general direction, But after all, he is still in the realm of aliens, and there are always errors in the guidance of the coordinates to him. He needs to constantly correct it, so even if he rushes with all his strength, he will be delayed for a long time.

But this is much faster than rushing in the real world, otherwise, if he takes the road to deep space, he doesn't know when he will come back.

Finally, he was approaching, sensing that familiar world, at this moment he was actually in a trance.

"What is this?" When he came to the edge of the highest spiritual world corresponding to the old center, he saw a line, which was dim. He tried to touch it with the black pot of eternal silence, and then snapped, and the line broke directly.

"Causal line?" Wang Xuan was surprised, what year is it, and there are fishing guys? It's outdated, the source of transcendence over there has been transferred away.

However, it's really not that he cut the fishing line on purpose, he just explored it a little bit, and it was almost decayed by itself.

Wang Xuan walked forward and entered this once incomparably glorious and bright area.

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