Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 819 Those Bright Stars (Two in One)

The sky is broken.

When Fairy Biyun looked up, she saw a lightning-like crack in the vast, deep blue sky. It was quickly generated and expanded with the impact of the sound waves from the world below.

The darkness behind the crack was like an endless abyss. Fairy Biyun only took a glance at it and immediately felt panic, palpitations and a sense of trembling.

It seemed as if in that deep cracked world, an unspeakable horror was lurking.

Wild, ferocious, huge, and impossible to look directly at!

Just by looking at it from a distance, she felt her heart tighten and her true energy dissipated. The god that had long since solidified was staggering in her sea of ​​consciousness, as if drowning in pain.

The god in Fairy Biyun's sea of ​​consciousness was shaking, and in reality, her physical body, like the god in the sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly fell down at this moment!
A true immortal couldn't even fly steadily and was about to fall from the sky.

Below, on the wall of the Demon Suppression Pass, Martial Saint Zhou Lingtao immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Fairy Biyun, hurry up and enter the battle formation!"

The great formation of the Demon-Suppressing Pass was suddenly activated at this moment. Although there were still many immortal seekers and evil insects in the Demon-Suppressing Pass who appeared directly in the pass through the light gate of the secret realm of the spiritual world, they had not yet been cleared out.

But it is obvious that the main problem at the moment is no longer those small bugs that broke into the depths of the Demon-Suppressing Pass through the light gate, but the indescribable, unspeakable, mysterious and unknown terrifying existence behind the huge crack in the sky.

At the same time, Zhou Lingtao raised the halberd in his hand and shouted: "All soldiers in the Ninth Battalion, listen to my order, kill all the Zerg around you immediately, at any cost!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and quickly pressed several important acupoints on his body.

These acupoints were often closed during Zhou Lingtao's daily life and cultivation. This was because the Qi and blood power in them was too intense and powerful. Although Zhou Lingtao was a martial saint, his life essence was not as thorough as that of a true immortal. Excessive consumption would cause his lifespan to decrease rapidly. He was already very old, how many times could he withstand such a decrease?

But now is obviously not the time to hold back his strength. All the acupoints in Zhou Lingtao's body opened up, and his blood and energy surged like lava. He turned into a long spear with raging flames.

The long spear moved back and forth like a meteor, and in an instant it had passed through the entire Demon-Suppressing Pass several times.

Wherever the long spear passed, any immortal seekers or Zerg present, no matter how skilled they were, would be killed instantly.

Many of the insects were originally responding to the sound waves, screaming "Xi Wu" to the sky. However, when the long spear passed by, countless "Xi Wu" sounds stopped abruptly.

For a moment, the crack in the sky that was rapidly opening to both sides seemed to slow down its expansion speed.

Zhou Lingtao actually has such fighting power!

And just when Zhou Lingtao killed all the insects with one blow, to the west of the Demon-Suppressing Pass, at the distant Demon-Slaying Pass, the Grand Princess laughed loudly. She stepped into the air with her hands behind her back, and her loud voice spread throughout the sky and the earth, and the two states of Liang and Yu at that moment.

"Old Zhou is still as charming as ever. Although you are old, you should also show your youthful spirit again!"

"In the past, you and I studied together. The life span of a Martial Saint is 500 to 800 years. You are willing to spend so much, so how can I show weakness?"

Before she finished her words, lotus flowers sprouted at the Grand Princess's feet.

She stepped on lotus flowers that appeared out of thin air under the blue sky and flew into the sky at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast.

She was wearing a shawl and a gorgeous palace dress. She looked to be about thirty years old, except for the hair on her temples, which was somehow snow-white.

She did not transform into a hundred-foot-tall Dharma body like Song Zhao in the painting, but for some reason, her seemingly beautiful and graceful body appeared extremely huge and clear in the eyes of all living beings who looked up at the sky.

She is like a shadow carrying the charm of Tao. Although some people are tens of thousands of miles away from her, all spiritual creatures in the world can see her figure in their eyes and engrave it in their hearts at this moment.

Xiwu, Xiwu——

The screams of the giant insects seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, and the speed at which the cracks in the sky were expanding was further slowing down.

The eldest princess stretched out her right hand, which was wearing a magic ring, with her middle finger slightly bent and thumbs interlocked.

He shouted lightly and heavily: "Clean!"

hum-

Invisible light emanated from her fingers, instantly covering the entire Liang and Yu states.

In the two states, all the hostility, evil spirits, bad air, demonic energy... In short, all kinds of gloomy and chaotic ominous energy were swept away by this invisible and spreading clear light.

The clear light had a wide range and was powerful, just like the attack Zhou Lingtao had launched previously, shocking all living beings in heaven and on earth.

The hissing sounds of the insects became weaker again. The human monks who were close to some of the insects took the opportunity to wave their magic weapons. With one swipe, they killed a bug. With another swipe, they killed another.

All Zergs have been significantly weakened!

Of course, there are also some that are still extremely powerful and difficult to defeat even after being weakened.

For example, those top variants and even adult Zerg!

But there are experts to deal with these, so there is no need to say more.

In short, after the Grand Princess had cleaned up the mess, countless more insects died.

It was just that the eldest princess flew too high, and no one below noticed that the white hair on her temples had grown two inches wider.

After the eldest princess made her move, she flew on the lotus calmly and confidently, causing cheers inside and outside the Demon-Slaying Pass, while people farther away were stunned, staring up at her infatuatedly, fascinated.

In the sky, Song Zhao, who possessed a hundred-foot-long Dharma body, was suspended at a higher position. He lowered his eyes to look at the scene in front of him and sighed softly.

Everything Zhou Lingtao and the Grand Princess did did indeed slow down the expansion speed of the crack in the sky, but it only slowed down the speed and could not really prevent the crack from continuing to open.

The things behind the crack will eventually come to the human world.

But at this moment, Song Zhao actually has a way to stop all this——

As long as she kills the two king Zergs that are caught by her whip immediately!
The reason why she didn't kill was because she was deliberately waiting for the arrival of that thing from outer space.

Yes, Fairy Biyun guessed that the Song Zhao in the painting at this moment was actually Song Zhao's real body. Although this cannot be said to be completely correct, it was 50% correct.

Wen Jiao inherited the art of painting from the Chinese era through the golden spots of light. She has mastered the technique of figure painting to the extreme, and in her most recent painting, she has achieved the effect of adding the finishing touch.

Just like the legendary Ye Gong in ancient times, with just a touch of paint, he actually summoned a real dragon!

Although the Song Zhao drawn by Wen Jiao failed to summon the complete Song Zhao, it somehow touched Song Ciwan's perception, causing her to send down a wisp of true spirit from the air in the vast river of time on Haoxu Fairy Island.

Therefore, Song Zhao in the painting at this moment seemed to be just a person in Wen Jiao's painting, but in fact, he was almost equivalent to an avatar of Song Ciwan. Moreover, this avatar was very powerful, almost possessing 90% of the strength of Song Ciwan himself.

This is very different from the incarnation that Song Ciwan left in the Xianwu Alliance. The incarnation in the Xianwu Alliance is actually a rare item that Song Ciwan obtained from the Heaven and Earth Scale through trade-off.

Although it is a nine-star rare object and possesses powerful combat power, this rare object lacks autonomy.

In other words, once the real-time control of the subject is lost, this void incarnation will only have the instincts of recording and fighting. It is impossible to expect her to take the initiative to do anything or make any decisions.

But the Song Zhao in the painting at this moment was different. She directly summoned a wisp of Song Ciwan's true spirit!
The true spirit's mind moves instantly, and is no different from the original body.

In other words, Song Ciwan, whose real body is still on Haoxu Fairy Island, is actually Song Zhao in the painting, controlling the human world in real time from a distance!

On the Haoxu Fairy Island, in the rolling river of time and space, the wooden man's body was hit by Song Ciwan and scattered with countless golden spots of light.

Some of these light spots fell on the human world, while the other parts were scattered on the fairy island, and were contaminated by the surviving geniuses and their followers on the fairy island.

Yun Liuguang got a spot of light and watched the sword art inheritance of the ancient Chinese country. From the sword to the truth, from the exquisite moves to the cultivation of the sword heart, the immersion of culture. And the various explanations of the ancient Chinese country about the love and the heartlessness, about the universe, the endless exploration of human nature...

Du Xingheng got a spot of light and watched the ancient famous generals fighting on the battlefield, both civil and military, inspecting troops on the battlefield, and riding horses across the mountains and rivers. Words, pictures, stories, life and death, every place, every point, every aspect, gave her new insights.

Su Shun got a spot of light and watched the rise and fall of famous officials in ancient times, the rise and fall of fame and fortune, the ups and downs of the court and the world. Those vivid faces jumping in the picture, sometimes a glance back, a sigh, can make him feel enlightened, and instantly have countless insights.

Bi Danxin also got a spot of light...

Monsters such as the nine-tailed fox, the iron-screeching snake, the bone worm, and the five-colored pheasant also each received a spot of light flying towards them.

Some monsters got the light spots and immediately began to carefully study the inheritance in the light spots and comprehend the mysteries contained therein.

Some monsters were simply not smart enough and were confused. Even though they saw the inheritance in the light spot, they just looked at it and it was useless. There was no follow-up and no understanding.

But it's not just some monsters that are like this, it's also true for some people.

There is nothing we can do about it.

After all, there are thousands of kinds of people and thousands of kinds of monsters. Some creatures just don't understand. What can we do about it?

Fortunately, the majority of people get the light and gain some understanding, while the minority have no understanding at all.

Among them, those who have a profound understanding are a minority among the majority, while those who have only a superficial understanding are the majority among the majority.

However, even if it was just this, it was enough to make the wooden man, who was madly emitting golden spots, suddenly become stunned and stupid at a certain moment.

It seemed to have been hit to the extreme, and then at some point it suddenly reacted and said in surprise: "You, you, you people..."

The long river rolled, and a wave hit it, causing it to stagger. Suddenly, more golden spots of light escaped from its body.

The wooden man's body trembled violently, and his words were interrupted involuntarily.

He stuttered for a while before finally saying, "Why can all of you understand..."

Song Ciwan said: "How do we know that those people in the past really couldn't understand?"

What does it mean?

This is actually implying that the failure of the previous nine inheritances of the wooden man does not necessarily mean that the "descendants" who came here are not up to the standard.

Is there another possibility?
For example, it was because the previous generation of "sparks" of the wooden man were not willing to give away all of their cores too easily, nor did they want to complete the mission too quickly...

After all, once the mission is completed, what is the meaning of the existence of these "sparks" born for the mission?
Any living being has the instinct of selfishness, which can be seen from everything that the geniuses of Jiuzhou encountered after entering Haoxu Fairy Island.

Today's wooden man seems to have not forgotten his original intention and always regards "inheritance" as the highest goal of his existence. But in fact, if this is really the case, the wooden man would not have deliberately distorted the rules before and played with all the living creatures who entered the venue in his hands.

Song Ciwan's meaningful words were like a sharp arrow piercing the heart, which suddenly penetrated the wooden man's heart that was spinning at a high speed and had countless facets!

The wooden man let out a cry, and was about to plunge into the long river of time and space again, attempting to escape once again.

But this time Song Ciwan had already made all the necessary preparations. She moved her lips slightly and whispered, "Use vanity as a metaphor for birth and death. Nothing in the world is without emptiness. Mr. Mu, you are no longer yourself. You are no longer the you of the past, and you are no longer the you of the future. You should let it go."

The river suddenly became calm, but it also seemed to have turned into nothingness.

It no longer exists, so if the wooden man wants to get in there again, it is naturally impossible.

He just froze there, as if he had not expected Song Ciwan to use such a radical tactic to prevent him from escaping again.

Various colorful spots of light appeared and went out one by one on the wooden man's body.

He froze there, no longer trying to escape.

Instead, he suddenly sighed, and an old voice came out of his mouth: "There are clearly six realms in the dream, but after waking up, there is nothing in the universe. Who said this? Hey, I actually forgot. It's good to forget, it's wonderful to forget!"

"Old guys like us aren't supposed to live too long."

"I've lived too long. Living... has become an evil thought."

"What's the point?"

"I will return today, and my good name and bad name will be passed down by future generations..."

Suddenly, another old female voice came out of the wooden man's mouth: "Bah! You wish for a good reputation. I'm lucky I didn't call you a big devil!"

"Aren't we the big devils? We are not scolded in vain..."

"Bah! You want to be a demon, but I don't want to be one! If I don't want to be a demon, hey... disintegrate!"

The wooden man's body fell apart.

He originally had no arms, legs or feet. As the word "disintegration" was uttered, his head quickly fell off his neck.

Next, it was every wooden bone in his skull, and later, his flesh, his spine, every bone in his body.

All the bones were scattered in an instant.

(End of this chapter)