Leisurely cultivating life

Unable to understand the fragility of acquired life, perhaps one of his inadvertent actions is a natural disaster that affects the lives of hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

He now somewhat understands a sentence in the deity's memory.

"Witness the truth in the ordinary."

Among the dots of light in this sea of ​​true spirits, among them, in life, they were either giants who dominated one side of the world, or the lords of a dynasty, or the lords of a clan...

Or beggars, divas, civilians, high rollers...

One is high above, controlling the fate of countless living beings, majestic and mighty; the other is firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, lingering, gold, silver and jewelry, prosperous for a hundred years.

The former true spirit is bright and round, while the latter is dim and dull.

But in the end, everything turned into floating dots of light in front of him.

They are the same size, the same brilliance, and even the jumping floats are the same, all the same, without any difference.

In front of the sea of ​​true spirits, it doesn't matter whether you are a peerless confidante who crushes others, or a giant who dominates the universe.

In the end, the only ending is to become an insignificant speck of light in this sea of ​​true spirits.

Ordinary, ordinary...and extraordinary.

"Did you find it? Some things went well!"

Styx looked at the flickering dots of light wrapped in a layer of 'Yuan Ancestor Qi' in the distance, and a strangeness flashed in his eyes.

The fiery red lotus above the head of the sea of ​​blood rushes towards the spot of light, surrounding the spot of light that is flickering with clear light.

In this silent sea of ​​true spirits, a strange spectacle actually formed.

Tu Mengmei's mark of true spirit has been found.

It's just that this process was really beyond Styx's expectations.

According to his calculations, even with the assistance of Xuehaiye Huohonglian, it would take at least tens of thousands of years to find the trace of Tu Mengmei's true spirit imprint.

And now the fact is that months have not come, and it is very likely that even a month has not come.

After all, the passage of time in the Sea of ​​True Spirits is not at the same time as the passage of time outside the universe and the heavens.

The sea of ​​true spirits covers the past, present, and future. Perhaps it is not impossible that his time is right before the world.

Styx can only vaguely estimate the passage of time beyond the universe by virtue of his innate sacred connection with the universe.

So, a thing that took a long time to do was actually shortened by 10,000+ times.

"Taoist Yuchen? Or..."

The first thing Styx thought of was his nominal master.

As mentioned above, Styx is Zhou Fan, and Zhou Fan is also Styx, and the two have the same origin.

Styx knows all Zhou Fan's experiences and memories.

But if you know it, you know that Styx's memory experience is equivalent to reading a story, and he will not have any emotions.

For this master, Styx is still very afraid.

Although he had never met him before, in the memory of the deity, Styx saw his true face.

Grand, infinite, mysterious, unpredictable... Styx really doesn't know what adjectives to use to describe Taoist Yuchen.

It's just that in the memory of the deity, looking at his face, he felt a sense of insignificance that was beyond reach.

It was as if he was the innate holiness of Huanghuang, and he was just an ant so small that even ordinary people could kill countless ants with one hand.

This feeling was so real that he didn't even think about the true spirit sea.

He was afraid that if he went out, he would be gone.

For a moment, Minghe looked at the light spot wrapped in layers of 'Yuan ancestor qi' in the distance, hesitant.

"...Maybe, maybe it's because I'm thinking too much, it's just a coincidence!"

Styx's voice became smaller and smaller, and he himself did not believe it.

I didn't realize at all that I could just walk away and ignore it.

Chapter 511 The Deathly Styx (2/2)

After struggling for a long time, Styx finally calmed down his restless heart, no longer so hesitant and uneasy.

"It's too risky to go straight up." He fell into deep thought, "What should I do? Can I gain something from here?"

Yes, he got the attention of Zhenlinghai.

The rebirth of all living beings in the universe is here given by the sea of ​​true spirits to their true spirit imprints, if they can get a hand in...?

At that time, even if he faced Taoist Yuchen directly, he would have the confidence.

Thinking of this, Styx's eyes slowly lit up.

Dividing the true spirit and borrowing the sea of ​​true spirits is a different kind of robbing.

And because it was done directly in the Sea of ​​True Spirits, for Huanyu Tiandi, the procedure was reasonable and legal, without any loopholes at all.

It can be said that this is the real incarnation.

Tu Miao Jiuming Tianhu's supernatural power is far worse than this.

If it succeeds, this will be the deepest secret hidden in the history of the universe, with tens of thousands of clones, all over the entire universe, involving all forces and races.

Styx touched his chin, looking like a thinker.

"At that time, the fate of the entire universe and the heavens will be in my mind!"

Your friend may be me, your relative may be me, your master may be me, your disciple may be me, everything may be me, I am everywhere.

Just ask, who can crack this.

Directly infecting from the root, Anzi's cooperation with each other in the layout, leveraging their strength, and manipulating behind the scenes, is enough to make a power exist in name only.

There is no solution at all to frame someone casually.

"You thought it was your respected teacher who died, but it was actually me!"

"You just wiped out the hostile forces and are about to celebrate. Then I want to tell you a very unfortunate news-in fact, everyone is me."