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"That ghost king is so scary, you are so frightened like a fairy?" Seeing Yu Shi was panting non-stop, Ling Xian made fun of him.

Just now Master Yu dragged him to run, and unknowingly came to the vicinity of Luoyue Yunhai. Looking from Tiangong, there is actually not only white mist there, but also fine stars like dust, emitting a glimmer of light.

Master Yu just sat down, beat his legs that were so weak from running, and said after a while: "Actually, it's not terrible, that person is really pitiful."

"How to say?" Ling Xian raised his eyebrows and sat down beside him.

"I don't know if you have heard of innate godhead? If this kind of person is a cultivator, it is easy to enter the immortal path, and it can be regarded as God's preference." Master Yu hugged his legs, his voice was a little muffled, "but the corresponding People also have a lot of fate, and it is difficult to survive, and that ghost king is."

"Well, you still haven't said why he's scary." Ling Xian quietly looked at Xingyun in front of him, his tone was flat, and he didn't seem to be very interested in this topic.

"Oh, don't worry, what I want to say has just begun." Yu Shi didn't notice Ling Xian's weird attitude, and his interest was still high.

"It's said, it's just said," Master Yu's voice suddenly lowered, "Although that kid's fate is very ill-fated, his fate is also very hard. He won't die so early. The prophet has seen his future. It should have been bright. But because of jealousy, a certain god in Tiangong designed to get close to him, and gave him a dagger at the moment when he was most desperate for life..."

"Then he died?" Ling Xian suddenly felt a little funny.

"Yes." After being interrupted like this, Master Yu felt that it didn't matter whether he would tell the story later. No matter how exciting the story with the ending is, it would be boring.

"But why did you bring me here, just to see the nebula?" Although Yu Shi ran in a panic just now, he obviously had a purpose, because Luoyue Yunhai needs a special route to get there. Not here.

If it was a coincidence, it would be too coincidental.

"It's not that you are not self-motivated. You see that you have been a god for so long. Where are your believers? I am worried for you!" Master Yu was really anxious this time, Ling Xian had never seen him with such a serious expression.

"Do you still remember how you became a god? If you have no believers for a long time," Yu Shi's voice weakened, "that will be your fate."

"You are right, so you want me to come here to summon believers?" Thinking of his experience after "death", Ling Xian had a special understanding of Luoyue Yunhai. This place is very similar to the birth point, and it can also heal wounds. kind of.

"What and what! You really want to piss me off!" Yu Shi stood up and pointed at the nebula in front of him, "Look at these star maps, what did you find?"

Ling Xian looked in the direction of his finger, the stars were finely divided and the light was dim. To be honest, this thing is really hard to call a star map.

Star maps are usually very directional, so they are mostly composed of bright and large stars, otherwise it is really difficult to distinguish among the stars in the sky, let alone use them to convey information.

Ancient alchemists would deduce the destiny by observing the distribution of stars in the sky, and later gradually derived the saying of star map.

But Ling Xian soon realized something was wrong. The star map of Luoyue Yunhai was invisible to the outside world, so its existence must have other meanings.

"That's part of us, or ourselves." Master Yu looked at the faintly shining stars, a little lost in thought.

If these stars represent the gods of the Heavenly Palace, then... Ling Xian walked to the corner by a ghost, and there was the most inconspicuous star there. Its light was so weak that it was no different from gravel.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the star was so full that he could grasp it. It turned out that he was just so small in the world.

"That's right, that one is yours." Master Yu also walked over.

"How could it be... what about yours?" Ling Xian was not surprised that his own star would be so dim, but looking around here, there is not a single star that can be called dazzling, but there are so many gods in the Tiangong, no matter In any case this should not be the case.

"Faith has been abandoned in this era." Master Yu also reached out to touch it, and the star whose light kept dancing should belong to him.

"But haven't gods like Rain Master and Lei Gong existed since ancient times and have been passed down to this day?"

"But we are not the first generation of gods, otherwise how do you think they fell?" The rain master withdrew his hand, sighed and continued, "When someone tells you that rain and thunder are natural phenomena, when drought can also be artificially rained Solve it, do you still think that there are gods in this world?"

"But we still have to do our duty to thunder and rain because that's what we're called to do."

Master Yu took a few steps forward, and pointed to a slightly brighter star for Ling Xian to see: "It's better that there is only the moon god here. After all, human beings have not seen the real situation on the moon. They I still want to believe that there is a god living there." His voice gradually lowered, and his expression was a little self-deprecating, "The moon god is different from us, it is a rare ancient god that has survived until now, otherwise the rabbits he raised would not It's perfect."

"And we, time is running out."

"Let's go, didn't I scare you?" Yu Shi hugged Ling Xian's shoulder and blinked, then walked back, "Maybe I drank too much today, I don't usually do this!"

Ling Xian lay on the bed, replaying what Master Yu said today.

Although the great rise of science will have an impact on the gods, it is far from being so huge. Most people are still like Ling Jiazhen, who would rather believe in these things than believe in nothing.

Today's situation is more like someone is manipulating everything behind the scenes.

It is inevitable that people will believe in something, but since these people are not that devout to science, and they are divorced from the belief in gods, then they must not believe in evil gods, right?

Ling Xian turned over, feeling that this idea was a bit mysterious.

The rain master said that in the past few hundred years, he is the only one who has stepped into the fairyland.But judging from Suantian's words on that day, this opportunity originally belonged to Zhu Yu, his direct disciple.

What would happen if things were going the way they were?

Ling Xian's thinking became more and more scattered, and countless information was reintegrated in his brain.

For the evil god, his existence is a huge temptation and a fatal weakness, but he should have died of illness before the evil god woke up. The sorceress said that he would not live to be 22 years old, but it did not mean that he would live to be 22 years old.

Then the evil god will lose its weakness.

Where did everything turn around?

Yes, it's a marriage post.Thanks to the King of Ghosts helping him to extradite Yin Qi, he can live to the prophesied day, to the moment of decisive battle with the evil god.

The extremely yin body is not something that can be suppressed by just any ghost. Chensha is the strongest ghost king in the past thousand years, and only he can do it.

But he was born with a godhead, but now he is taking the completely opposite path.If Chensha hadn't become the ghost king, everything after that would not have been established.

That dagger, that dagger changed everything!

Ling Xian sat up suddenly, thinking of this, he was already in a cold sweat.

1000 years ago, because of a dagger, Chensha became the king of ghosts, and also 1000 years ago, the guardian deity fell into an evil god.

Is all this really a coincidence?

If not, then someone induced Chensha's death, and that person also delayed his death.

This is a game, and it wasn't really completed until thousands of years later. Unfortunately, there was an accident during the closed loop, and Ling Xian stepped into the chessboard again as an abandoned piece.

Soon Ling Xian discovered another problem. Although he returned to the chess game, this time he was alone and helpless.

Now he is trapped in this heavenly palace, where there is no professor, no ghost king, and he can't even trust anyone.

If he neither takes action nor recruits disciples now, he is no different from a forsaken son.

"Hey, aren't you here today?" Master Yu turned out from the window of Ling Xian's palace with a troubled expression on his face.

Since that night, he hadn't seen Ling Xian for half a month, and the man's whereabouts suddenly became as mysterious as Suan Tian.

"Hiss, could it be that what I said was too serious that day, nothing will happen to this kid, right?"

Is this place again?Ling Xian hid in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the place where Suan Tian disappeared.

Since he started tracking the sky, this is already the seventh time He has come to this place. Although he lost track a few times, he still found some patterns.

He usually won't stay here for more than an hour, and he won't come here again for at least a day after he comes out.

After waiting for a while, Suantian appeared again. Ling Xian lay dormant in the darkness, and did not come out until Suantian had completely left.

It's strange, there is obviously nothing here, why does Suantian disappear every time he walks here?

Ling lay down on the ground first, and groped the ground inch by inch with his fingers. If there is really a secret door here, it should be on the ground.

After touching for a long time, he didn't find anything strange, so he simply sat on the ground to recover his strength, when suddenly there was a huge suction force behind him, and Ling Xian disappeared here.

After a while of dizziness, Ling Xian landed on the solid ground. He slowly opened his eyes and found that this place was a huge palace, but it was empty and there was nothing there.

There should be more than one mechanism here. Ling Xian chose a few places on the wall and the floor, and beat it, but nothing happened.

For God's sake, he doesn't always come to this place to meditate, he must have overlooked something.

After a while, Ling Xian suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling. It was pitch black. The palace wasn't too dark, but nothing could be seen on the ceiling. It seemed that all the light was blocked there.

Judging from the time from when he fell to the ground, the palace was somewhat high, but he didn't see any stairs or anything similar to them, as if there was only one floor here.

In a flash of thought, Ling Xian casually threw a few silver needles above his head, and suddenly the whole space began to shake, as if some mechanism had been activated.

He had no choice but to lean against the wall to stabilize his figure. Something was slowly falling down. After the shaking stopped, Ling Xian realized that it turned out to be rows of bookshelves.

He walked over and picked up one at random. This is the archives of the gods, and the recorder is Suan Tian.

Why he ascended, his abilities, weaknesses, distribution of believers... and the reasons for his fall.

Ling Xian put this file back, and he began to quickly browse through the bookshelves one by one. There are too many gods recorded here, but most of them have fallen or fallen into evil.

Finally he found the files of his acquaintances, including those of Rain Master, Moon God, Lei Gong... and his own.

It turns out that Suantian has been promoting the incident of the degeneration of the gods, and this plan is about to be completed. These gods in the Tiangong are already the last batch.

Ling Xian suddenly began to rejoice at the rupture of his relationship with Chensha, he was already in the whirlpool and could not get out, at least he hoped that the one he loved would not be affected.

Ling Xian no longer remembers how he restored those bookshelves and escaped, but after thinking about it, he realized that he got out of the dog hole.

That's right, even after so many rounds, how could he not realize that he was following him, maybe that dog hole was specially opened for him, this is contempt for him.

I am so small that Suan Tian can even show him all the conspiracies, as if saying: So what if you know, you can't do anything to me at all.

"Professor, destroy me! Immediately!" The paper puppet that had been idle in the room for many days suddenly moved, and it kept repeating this sentence unless the other party executed it.

Paper puppets cannot be destroyed by themselves, which means the death of the owner.

Ling Xian leaned against the bed, pouring himself bottle after bottle of wine, feeling that the weak connection between him and the world was slowly disconnected, suddenly he coughed violently, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Now he has completely lost contact with the world.

The author has something to say:

The current state of the two geese is probably: I still love each other deeply, but we both deceive each other.This kind of deception made it impossible for them to face each other as before, like a stick in their throats.

I won't say it's because of the need of the plot, well, well, maybe it's about to be reconciled