Tian Yuan

When they first saw the ghost ship, everyone was very excited, as if they were about to get some amazing opportunity.

When I took a second look, I found this very prominent holy monument. I was very surprised and didn't know what it was.

When looking at the keeper under the holy monument, some people felt that they looked familiar and were surprised.

"There's actually someone here?"

"What is this stone tablet?"

"It's strange that there are people living within the boundary sea."

A group of people appeared here, hundreds of them.

And, the number is still increasing.

"and many more!"

An older monk at the peak of Mahayana stopped those who were about to approach the ghost ship. His face was solemn and he kept staring at the back of the monument guard. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

"Elder, what's wrong?"

Everyone paused and turned to ask.

"This... this seems to be..." The Mahayana Venerable was startled for a moment, became anxious, his tone began to tremble, his expression was horrified, and he hesitated: "The rumored monument keeper!"

That year, the monument keeper appeared and shocked the world with his sword, frightening countless people.

His invincible figure is still deeply engraved in the hearts of those watching the game and cannot be forgotten.

In the past, only a handful of top experts were aware of the existence of the monument keepers.

Later, in order to protect Qingzong, the keeper of the monument showed up and struck a blow, which made the world hear about it and marveled that there was such a terrifying existence in the world.

"what!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

"This is the legendary place of holy monuments, my God!"

For a moment, the heroes stopped and did not dare to move forward, for fear of offending the monument guardian and causing death.

"Why is this ghost ship parked here? Is it related to the senior monument keeper?"

Everyone was confused and trembling.

With the ability of the monument keeper, he naturally noticed the people nearby and ignored them. He still maintained the posture of facing the holy monument, motionless as a mountain, and his eyes were deep.

Before they knew it, thousands of people had come to the place of the holy monument.

After the people who came later saw this scene, they had the same psychological fluctuations as the first group of people, and they were shocked and shocked.

There was silence and an eerie atmosphere.

A few people who were less courageous quickly stayed away from this place, fearing that they would violate the rules of the monument keepers and the consequences would be disastrous.

Most people stayed where they were, watching from a distance, waiting for the monument keeper to speak and see what instructions they had.

After such a long time, the monument keeper turned his back to everyone and said nothing. The pressure was too great. The feeling of suffocation wrapped around his soul, making his whole body stiff and afraid to move around at will.

"Crack..."

The cracks on the holy monument are still spreading, and there are hundreds of them.

Watching with his own eyes that the holy monument that had been guarded all his life was crumbling, the heart of the monument keeper was extremely complicated.

"Cracked... cracked!"

Because they were far away and everyone's attention was attracted by the ghost ship and the monument keepers, they did not pay attention to the holy monument.Now the cracks on the holy monument were very obvious, and everyone looked away, horrified, and gasped.

The holy stele, which has existed for countless years, is said to be a supreme treasure, used to suppress the laws of order in the chaotic world sea, prevent the five states of the world from falling apart, and maintain balance and unimpeded connectivity.

Now that the holy monument is broken, does it mean that the five states are about to be separated and no more contact will be possible in the future?

As soon as this guess came out, the monks trembled all over, thinking of all kinds of terrible consequences.

"Senior...Senior, what happened to the holy monument? Won't you stop it?"

A Mahayana monk mustered up his courage, stepped forward a few steps, bowed and said with a trembling voice.

The sound was blessed by spiritual power and reached the ears of the monument keeper.

The monument keeper seemed to be brought back to reality by this voice, and was no longer immersed in his own world. Most of his life flashed before his eyes, with a glance of more than [-] years, in the blink of an eye.

"Time is up."

The monument keeper seemed to be giving an answer to the questioner, and also seemed to be giving an explanation to himself.

It’s not that they don’t want to guard, it’s that the time has come and it cannot be stopped.

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"May I ask, senior, why is this ghost ship parked here?"

With the leader in charge, the others became less afraid and asked boldly.

The monument keeper slowly turned around and looked at the ghost ship on the side with mixed feelings.

For a long time, the monument keeper had a deep look in his eyes and a hoarse voice: "This is the starting point, this is the end point. After traveling for a million years, it's time to stop."

It may be that the holy monument is falling apart and there is no need to guard it. Coupled with the loneliness for many years, the guardian of the monument is willing to say a few more words and does not expel these visitors from all parties.

"Starting point, ending point, traveling for millions of years..."

Everyone was confused when they heard this, and their faces were full of doubts.

Although they were extremely confused, no one dared to keep asking. They silently wrote down every word of the monument keeper, and they would slowly figure it out later.

"Oh!"

After half a stick of incense, the holy monument completely shattered and turned into nothingness.

The monument keeper stared at this scene, stunned on the spot, his mouth slightly opened, his face slightly pale, and his heart seemed to have stopped for a few breaths.

Everything around seemed to the monument keeper to be still.

The first half of my life was like clouds and smoke, drifting away with the wind.

Where should we go in the rest of our lives?

The figure was lonely, and there was a trace of confusion deep in his eyes.

Everyone felt the sadness coming from the monument keeper. They shrank their heads, their throats rolled, their whole bodies trembled, and they did not dare to make a single sound.

Even though many people had the intention of quitting, they did not have the courage to turn around and leave.

Without getting a nod from the monument keeper, I was afraid that I would lose my life the moment I turned my head.

Not to mention the Tribulation Monk, even the Mahayana Venerable had a trace of fear in his eyes, with his head lowered, his mouth closed, and trembling.

After a long time, the monument keeper seemed to have broken free of his shackles and sighed: "Alas!"

"That's fine, I can walk around and see the beautiful scenery for the rest of my life."

For the monument keepers, although they no longer have the shackles of the sacred monument, they have to enter a larger cage.

Not to mention how happy I am.

Turning around to face the ghost ship, he walked over step by step.

Seeing this, everyone quickly looked away and their eyes condensed.

What will happen when this senior walks towards the ghost ship?

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, their eyes fixed, and they were particularly curious.

The monument keeper walked to the side of the ghost ship and stopped.

Looking at the ghost ship from a close distance, there are faint souls walking on the ship. The atmosphere is cold and the scene is horrifying.

"The descendants of the future generations have always obeyed the orders of their ancestors and guarded the holy monument from generation to generation. Now that the holy monument has collapsed, the mission of Changjing's line has been completed, and they are worthy of the emperor."

As he spoke, the monument keeper knelt down on his knees.

"Farewell to Marquis Changjing!"

Immediately afterwards, the monument keeper let out a loud roar that resounded for countless miles, causing the entire void in the world sea to tremble.

wow——

The souls of the dead on the ghost ship seemed to have heard what the monument keeper said, and they all stopped patrolling.

A strong wind came from nowhere and blew here, blowing away the ghostly shadow on the ghost ship.